The third model of the H-dolls was centered around utility and communication. With a rather slender and delicate mainframe, the humanoid machine plastered a calculative chic smirk right beneath the swirly blue eyes. To balance the dubious image, this radioman of the squad was given long and elegant blue drill hairs.
In which, the space aside from the vessel of the android in between the blue drills were nothing but packed and strapped with tools. Color themed with red and white.
On the H-doll's back was a cube-like innovative device that acted as the multipurpose tool of communication and information gathering similar to the Etherbrain called Data Eater. Instead of a weapon, on the left and right side of its hip had long metal boxes attached which shelved ammunition and a Life-Aid Kits and the likes for universal wounds and treatment of the surroundings civilians.
Hosua deducted that there would come a point where treatments for biological damage were needed and this model would be perfect for that kind of role. A walking hospital, one could say.
'And I will be producing hundreds if not thousands of these.'
The name of the model is C10H12N2O, codenamed Serotonin. For the charismatic figure whose job is to be a diplomat for every individual living being necessary, the Serotonin model was given an extra processing and computing power that comes along with the Data Eater which on itself was a separate guiding-assistant for the H-doll. Likewise, the personality of the AI had been programmed to be a negotiator that was also schemeful enough to do whatever necessary to achieve the best optimal resource.
"C10H12N2O, also known as the chemical compound of Serotonin. Its biological function involves complex and multifaceted: Modulating mood, cognition, reward, learning, memory, and numerous physiological processes such as vomiting and vasoconstriction." With a dubiously devilish smile and eyebrow raise, Serotonin-1 gently tapped the long metal boxes on its waist. "Just like the name of my model suggests, my role is to be the core awareness of the group, one who would control and give critical suggestions to the body of the team."
"You surprised me with this one, Hosua," said Yoo Hana who was caressing her chin with a smirk as she appraised the H-doll with equal smugness. "Not only that I didn't think of combining a representative speaker, intelligent department, and medical operator into one compact and mobile mass-produced existence, you also gave her a moe gap~!!!"
"If my concept of existence somewhat appeases you, then the pleasure is all mine~!"
'Now that I revised my personality concept, the Serotonin model acts rather similarly to Yoo Hana without unreasonable demands.' Hosua was rather creeped out by her own creation.
"A smart and dependable-looking big sister!" Aleph's eyes sparkled once again.
"Aleph, you're the big sister."
Due to the complex format structure and resources of the Data Eater, the calibration for this H-doll was on the lower side with only Destructible 50% to add more survivability when the Apocalypse arrived.
'Not to mention, the computing power of Serotonin might rival mine if I take the fact that the AI didn;t have any hampering sentience and emotion like me…'
The fourth model of H-dolls was what most people could refer to as the special class. Not entirely dedicated to a certain aspect that was lacking in the whole structural team, but more of a niche role that would greatly assist the army of H-dolls albeit could also potentially serve as the most useful of its kind.
Braided blond hair with a carefree looks and behavior, this model had the appearance of a middle-schooler who would probably fall asleep the moment the class starts. A sleepy-head was one of the words that could be used to describe the first impression of this H-doll.
Just like the Serotonin model, this model doesn't wield a firearm. Instead, it would hold a hammer and a soldering laser, which could actually be used as a potential weapon in time of emergency. Donning a safety helmet and a loose polymer plastic-coated protective orange jacket, this model was given a multipurpose claw-like gloves with graviton manipulator, heat projection, and high-frequency precision cutting on the tips. An iron giant back composed of compact tools for bigger construction.
"Miss Aleph, want to see something cool?" said the introduced H-doll with closed eyes and a laidback smile. Before something ejected from the giant iron backpack and crawled forward with five legs.
"It's a walking turret!" shouted Aleph with excitement.
Yes, this model with the assigned name of C158H251N-39O46S, codenamed Endorphin, was none other than the creative and reliable 'engineer' of the group.
"It can also do tricks." Endorphin then signaled by raising a finger of its claw.
The walking turret did a flip.
"Seems like you're having too much fun in creating these H-dolls," said Yoo Hana with another smirk.
"You bet I am, Manager Hana."
The calibration for the Endorphin model was sacrificed for the complexity of the modules that push for more initiation and creativity.
'Less calibration means the lesser my head exploded.' Hosua nodded in agreement to her own statement.
And then lastly, the last model of the H-dolls.
Dark-gray skin, red cross-pupils shaped eyes, and ponytailed silver hair with straight sloped bangs on the front. It was a rather tall and slender figure with a black-blue-red color patterns of geometrical veins on both its long thick scarf and rather rigid futuristic cloak.
Strapped to the behind of this overwhelming yet gentle figure were four giant sheaths for four giant metal magnet-controlled blades. Each blade was calibrated to the max by the Reality Halo to ensure extra durability, an almost zero weight yet high in mass, and an almost zero resistance in the air.
Which was realistically impossible, if not for the Reality Halo.
Most importantly, the blades were designed along with its complex calibration to only be able to be moved by the H-dolls and not anything else. Not only that it could serve as a great kinetic destructor, it would also provide a great defensive capability when in time of need.
But it doesn't stop there.
On the overlaid giant sheaths for the blades, were two long anti-materiel rifles that were connected to a pair of large drum magazines attached to the H-doll's hip. Each of the integrated parts were also heavily calibrated akin or even more than the WTH2000.
A proper targeting computation module and smart-deduction feature was also included within the brain of the H-doll to ensure maximum efficiency to utilize its arsenal that screamed destruction all the way from the USA to the length of Nevada.
"It is not the name of my model, but my creator wants all of you to call me Noire due to my complicated codename. May you utilize me well, Leader," said the H-doll as it eyed Aleph before gently nodding and closing its eyes.
An H-doll solely made for the firepower to destroy all kinds of harrowing calamity in its way. This is the model C8H11NO3, codenamed Norepinephrine. In terms of chemicals, it is the neurotransmitter and a hormone that plays an important role in your body's "fight-or-flight" response.
There was not much calibration done from the Reality Halo for the Norepinephrine's whole vessel, mainly because all of the resources were already allocated to its arsenals.
"Likewise, I'll be relying on you a lot, kind and tall big sister!" said Aleph with conviction.
"You don't mean that you need a lot of destruction in the future, don't you…?" asked Hosua with a shed of suspicion.
Aleph pointed its index and middle finger with conviction at its motherly figure.
Before screaming to the top of its simulated lungs.
"Firepower is justice!"
"And I'm the one who taught her!" said Yoo Hana immediately after while also striking the same pose.
"I haven't asked! And don't teach Aleph any weird things!!"
And thus, all of the five new models of H-dolls were welcomed with open arms into the Sinning Pioneers Project Team.
Now, it was only a matter of time until location of the base of operation was decided.