Post by zulu on Dec 16, 2007 2:09:57 GMT -4
Name: ~None~
age: ~unkown~
model#: ~data corrupted~
Class: Zulu class Gaurdian model
appearance: A robtic rusted frankenstien. The torso and head seem the only remaining part of the original bot, the rest being pieces of other bots welded and retofitted together. Rust covers almost every inch of him, and the bot walks with a hobble and every joint sqweals and creaks as he moves.
Standing at a corner in Trasa as he always does, not having come far from the junk heap he pulled himself from. He wears a length of green colored nano-weave cloth like a shroud, watching the people of trasa silently as his voiceship has long been broken and lost. Even he doesn't understand himself fully, his confusion only confuses him more, as robots aren't supposed to be able to be as truely confused.
The most frustrating part is that the schematics he has of himself doesn't match what his insides look like. However that is nothing compared to the strange black box that is suspended inside his chest. It seems to be make out of a strange metal that can flex, four connectors are around it, disengaged, and he feels. . . nostalgia. . . he feels...
His curiosity and frustration is always piqued when he leaves trasa, he remembers the various ambushes being started by bandits or monsters, but it's like he shuts down when one gets close enough. The worse part is when he turns on again, it's always the same. . . the black box's temperature has raised considerably sence he shut down, and blood and remains are strewn everywhere the horrified looks of those who's faces remained intact lay there rigor mortis setting firm the features of utter horror upon death.
The bot sits as he repairs his leg as he always does, wondering about all the things he doesn't know about himself, and contemplates tomorrow. . . wait. . . do bot's even wonder?
~20 years ago~
*a lab at an unkown location*
*a voice in the chamber* 'system operational, restrainment active.'
lights shine down to a bot bolted to the table, it turning it's head inspecting it's surroundings.
*the voice* 'introduce hostile biomatter.'
A door opens acros the room and a deranged mutant rushes at the bot full force a claw raised to tear it apart. As the mutant swings down the bots chest expands a black metal-like material forms a fanged jaw and bits onto the mutant, the teeth tearing it apart and swalloqing it into the bot.
As the material is broken down inside a black cube inside the bot, it begins to pump out energy, the bot transforming, maximising it's power.
*voice* 'quinckly shut it down!'
*second voice* ' no use it won't shut down!
two large wing-like spikes that are about a foot and a-half in length shoot out of the bots back, the whole machine becoming more human looking, like a knight almost. The metal exterior of the bot turns red and black the eyes change from a green color to a red one.
A gaurdian model bot is held over a junkyard, two soldier bots tear open the back of it's head and rip out a large ship and crush it. The bot is then dropped into the large pile and forgotten, the plans for the chip sealed in it's memories to rust and die.
will the bot die in the end? or will it return and build itself another chip like the one taken. the chip that was named the 'bloodboard' for the violence and death it unleashed in that lab.
//some various info on things about the bot\\
The cube: A box that is suspended in the bot's chest, surrounded by four disabled connections (like light switches set to off position). This is where another personality resides, it is something like a piece of living metal, a bioorganism that is metallic. It requires a vast amount of energy to work, which it gets from processing biomatter. The fuel of choice for this living generator is mainly corpses of nearby hostiles or on rare occasion any living thing nearby. The cube as a living organism simply seeks fuel, and it's only life objective is to reproduce (they reproduce like white blood cells, aka by means of one splitting into two identical beings.) Another feature besides the massive power outputs is the cubes use of nearby metallic objects to morph into an exoskeleton. Thie bot that holds it had the main purpose of control the creature and using it to supress four other bots designed for war that had similar cubes, that are the reproduced of his cube.
Bloodboard: the electronic component similar to a computers motherboard that controls the connections and limiters of the cube. in this bot's case it was ripped out to seal the cube, however now and then the cube still overcomes the lack of connectors problem. The bloodboard was named after the incident where the bot was possesed by the cube and eliminated and consumed half of a lab's staff. Without the bloodboard it is almost impossible for the bot to control the cube, however the bloodboard increaces the frequency of cube usage so it acts like a double edged sword.
//as I remember other things that need defining or explaination i will modify this post to suit.\\
age: ~unkown~
model#: ~data corrupted~
Class: Zulu class Gaurdian model
appearance: A robtic rusted frankenstien. The torso and head seem the only remaining part of the original bot, the rest being pieces of other bots welded and retofitted together. Rust covers almost every inch of him, and the bot walks with a hobble and every joint sqweals and creaks as he moves.
Standing at a corner in Trasa as he always does, not having come far from the junk heap he pulled himself from. He wears a length of green colored nano-weave cloth like a shroud, watching the people of trasa silently as his voiceship has long been broken and lost. Even he doesn't understand himself fully, his confusion only confuses him more, as robots aren't supposed to be able to be as truely confused.
The most frustrating part is that the schematics he has of himself doesn't match what his insides look like. However that is nothing compared to the strange black box that is suspended inside his chest. It seems to be make out of a strange metal that can flex, four connectors are around it, disengaged, and he feels. . . nostalgia. . . he feels...
His curiosity and frustration is always piqued when he leaves trasa, he remembers the various ambushes being started by bandits or monsters, but it's like he shuts down when one gets close enough. The worse part is when he turns on again, it's always the same. . . the black box's temperature has raised considerably sence he shut down, and blood and remains are strewn everywhere the horrified looks of those who's faces remained intact lay there rigor mortis setting firm the features of utter horror upon death.
The bot sits as he repairs his leg as he always does, wondering about all the things he doesn't know about himself, and contemplates tomorrow. . . wait. . . do bot's even wonder?
~20 years ago~
*a lab at an unkown location*
*a voice in the chamber* 'system operational, restrainment active.'
lights shine down to a bot bolted to the table, it turning it's head inspecting it's surroundings.
*the voice* 'introduce hostile biomatter.'
A door opens acros the room and a deranged mutant rushes at the bot full force a claw raised to tear it apart. As the mutant swings down the bots chest expands a black metal-like material forms a fanged jaw and bits onto the mutant, the teeth tearing it apart and swalloqing it into the bot.
As the material is broken down inside a black cube inside the bot, it begins to pump out energy, the bot transforming, maximising it's power.
*voice* 'quinckly shut it down!'
*second voice* ' no use it won't shut down!
two large wing-like spikes that are about a foot and a-half in length shoot out of the bots back, the whole machine becoming more human looking, like a knight almost. The metal exterior of the bot turns red and black the eyes change from a green color to a red one.
A gaurdian model bot is held over a junkyard, two soldier bots tear open the back of it's head and rip out a large ship and crush it. The bot is then dropped into the large pile and forgotten, the plans for the chip sealed in it's memories to rust and die.
will the bot die in the end? or will it return and build itself another chip like the one taken. the chip that was named the 'bloodboard' for the violence and death it unleashed in that lab.
//some various info on things about the bot\\
The cube: A box that is suspended in the bot's chest, surrounded by four disabled connections (like light switches set to off position). This is where another personality resides, it is something like a piece of living metal, a bioorganism that is metallic. It requires a vast amount of energy to work, which it gets from processing biomatter. The fuel of choice for this living generator is mainly corpses of nearby hostiles or on rare occasion any living thing nearby. The cube as a living organism simply seeks fuel, and it's only life objective is to reproduce (they reproduce like white blood cells, aka by means of one splitting into two identical beings.) Another feature besides the massive power outputs is the cubes use of nearby metallic objects to morph into an exoskeleton. Thie bot that holds it had the main purpose of control the creature and using it to supress four other bots designed for war that had similar cubes, that are the reproduced of his cube.
Bloodboard: the electronic component similar to a computers motherboard that controls the connections and limiters of the cube. in this bot's case it was ripped out to seal the cube, however now and then the cube still overcomes the lack of connectors problem. The bloodboard was named after the incident where the bot was possesed by the cube and eliminated and consumed half of a lab's staff. Without the bloodboard it is almost impossible for the bot to control the cube, however the bloodboard increaces the frequency of cube usage so it acts like a double edged sword.
//as I remember other things that need defining or explaination i will modify this post to suit.\\