"And so with a unanimous vote the Parliament of Elysium have signed the law into practice, Robot and Human relationships are forbidden in this nation, those who break these rules will be dealt with by the purity police."<br/><br/>Switching off the wall TV, Isabelle sighed heavily, things were really going to the shitter, with this new Government, things just gotten worse. At one point Robots and Humans were recognized both as citizen, but after current administration got power, racism went up, and they started getting worse jobs over time. Then began with the hatred and the whoring of them, see in Elysium the racist term was Robots, but the actual designation was Cybernetic Enhanced Clones --- essentially they weren't born, they were the machinations, ideas and constructs from in a lab, the combination of both natural elements and unnatural. Originally billed as the perfect soldiers, later models became less cold-blooded -- if that could be said --- and more human. Isabelle even remembered having some of them in her school, they had been different, but not hugely. In fact she had been rather friendly with a boy one, the unfortunate deal with the young ones, were they were still in testing, so many just died within 3 years, he had been so hopeful about the dance...<br/><br/>Sighing she got up and stretched wondering if she should go out, and do her job, it disgusted her, but considering about they didn't care who was hired, The Purity Police had taken her in. Many times a day she hated living like this.<br/><br/>Deciding finally she got on her purple uniform with the logo of a hand crushing machinery, she slipped her black skirt on, buttoned her suit up, placed her hat over her black hair, and finally put her glasses on. It was more for show, she hadn't needed them for say five months.<br/><br/>Staring at herself in the reflection she thought, how can I do this? Here she was twenty-one, hurting people and destroying lives, even if she was pretty sexy, she felt ugly for what she had to do commonly.