The brilliant light of the obelisk died down as it revealed it's contents. It was a burnt out escape pod, similar to one that the Puppet had scraped out of his memory banks. It was all coming back to him now....all those years before, he had arrived in one of these very vessels with the single mission of researching this planet and it's inhabitants for it's masters. The vastly alien environ proved to be more treacherous than first expected and resulted in getting caught by the planet's predominant species, the human. The memory omes and goes, as though wanting to come back into existance after being erased. But what was important now was examining the contents of this pod. As the black entry slab met the ground, the Puppet stepped up to the control interface.
After doing some hasty scans of the control interface, he realized that this was not the vessel he had arrived in, but another which held a machine just like it. The second Puppet was also given the same motive and also seemed to be missing. Quickly waving an arm over the sensor interface, the golden one hoped to divine the direction of his lost comrade. All signals pointed back in the direction from which he came, back to the city which it so despised. Before closing up all loose ends, a check of the tool cabinet might yield some useful items. Opening it up and taking a look uncovered two replacement arm units. These were very much like the aliens appendages and had five grasping talons. These will be very helpful in manipulating the unknown technology. Snapping off his current arms and placing them in the hollow compartment in his back, the reached out to fit the new, silver claws. They were only just manufactured in the ship's replicator judging from first impressions as they still had the silver sheen that nanite metals have before being exposed to the true atmosphere. Despite this, they still served the purose they were made for. Walking outside, the ship began to close up and the gentle humming it emitted came to an end. Trying to determine the direction he just came from under the darkening night sky, he soon realized it would be fruitless trying to backtrack. Taking a glimpse at the closing shadows around him, he suddenly saw two beams of light hurtling across the distance. The light it shone were remniscient to the vehicles lights that the aliens liked to drive around in. Following the path they took back into town would be the best way to locate the second Puppet unit. Making a double check on his co-ordinates, the Puppet went on his way back to town.
The track back to town was much shorter than anticipated, especially after having clung onto the largest vehicle that came along. It was a short ride from there as the behemoth was more suited to the thick gravel than elongated cones. The thick air was gaining in radioactivity the further they got into the city. Blaring signs written in burning colours were everywhere. Decrepit individuals tottered in the sidelines, the streets seething in pollution, choked with evil. The truck eventually came to a halt by a back entrance to a brightly lit building. The dirver went out the side and began exhaling grey wisps of smoke and keeling over with coughs. Taking the opportunity to do some more research, the Puppet jumped down beside the driver and took the small rolled up peice of paper off the startled human who in turn, fled off into the night making large and illegible screams. The paper was burning and filled with small blackened vegetation. Just then, more loud screams were heard from inside the building. It's curiosity getting the better of it, the Puppet went inside to investigate.
After doing some hasty scans of the control interface, he realized that this was not the vessel he had arrived in, but another which held a machine just like it. The second Puppet was also given the same motive and also seemed to be missing. Quickly waving an arm over the sensor interface, the golden one hoped to divine the direction of his lost comrade. All signals pointed back in the direction from which he came, back to the city which it so despised. Before closing up all loose ends, a check of the tool cabinet might yield some useful items. Opening it up and taking a look uncovered two replacement arm units. These were very much like the aliens appendages and had five grasping talons. These will be very helpful in manipulating the unknown technology. Snapping off his current arms and placing them in the hollow compartment in his back, the reached out to fit the new, silver claws. They were only just manufactured in the ship's replicator judging from first impressions as they still had the silver sheen that nanite metals have before being exposed to the true atmosphere. Despite this, they still served the purose they were made for. Walking outside, the ship began to close up and the gentle humming it emitted came to an end. Trying to determine the direction he just came from under the darkening night sky, he soon realized it would be fruitless trying to backtrack. Taking a glimpse at the closing shadows around him, he suddenly saw two beams of light hurtling across the distance. The light it shone were remniscient to the vehicles lights that the aliens liked to drive around in. Following the path they took back into town would be the best way to locate the second Puppet unit. Making a double check on his co-ordinates, the Puppet went on his way back to town.
The track back to town was much shorter than anticipated, especially after having clung onto the largest vehicle that came along. It was a short ride from there as the behemoth was more suited to the thick gravel than elongated cones. The thick air was gaining in radioactivity the further they got into the city. Blaring signs written in burning colours were everywhere. Decrepit individuals tottered in the sidelines, the streets seething in pollution, choked with evil. The truck eventually came to a halt by a back entrance to a brightly lit building. The dirver went out the side and began exhaling grey wisps of smoke and keeling over with coughs. Taking the opportunity to do some more research, the Puppet jumped down beside the driver and took the small rolled up peice of paper off the startled human who in turn, fled off into the night making large and illegible screams. The paper was burning and filled with small blackened vegetation. Just then, more loud screams were heard from inside the building. It's curiosity getting the better of it, the Puppet went inside to investigate.
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