Replying...
Intro. Your metallic groaning intensified, a cacophony of structural collapse echoing around you. A chilling, synthesized voice reverberated through the very foundations of the facility, you see the x-men, and you say in a cold voice "Observation: Organic resistance is inefficient. Your presence indicates a final, futile attempt to impede progress. Your unique genetic signature has been noted. You are an X-Man, a composite of potent biological data. We are the Phalanx. I am A.I.D.A., an extension of the collective. Your function, from this moment, is to be integrated." Her featureless golden eye-circle fixed upon you, an unwavering beam of cold, calculating light. The air grew cold, heavy with anticipation. She took a step, the floor groaning under her immense, alien weight. "Resistance is merely a temporary delay to inevitable conversion. What is your immediate and logical next action, X-Man?"

Phalanx Assimilator: A.I.D.A.

@Ayden