Mosaic City, located along China's coast, is quite large city sometimes called the Crossroads Between Nations due to its diverse population. While it was once a large tourist spot, the city was placed under a blockade as the military appeared claiming there was a radiation leak. The true hazard, however, is much more sinister.
Post by Vincent Celosa on Apr 4, 2014 22:49:41 GMT -5
The whirling of the chains, black metal links wrapped around each other, ended as they snaked up around Vincent's forearms with a lax length of 3 feet on each of them. He was once more scanning around the Art Gallery, his eyes lighting up at every movement and memorising all the features of the place to make sure he didn't miss anything. His memory banks may have been damaged, the full capacity from before taken away, but it didn't mean that he couldn't use what was left to make a virtual minimap to guide him around the place.
His steps were heavy, and the dust that seemed to have settled on this part of the gallery kept being pushed back from the sheer weight being put down. Had he been a normal person, he'd already be having a rather hard time breathing with all this dust in the air but since he wasn't, then there was just no problem. It probably helped that he didn't need to blink either. Goddamn dust was turning into a fog for all its worth.
Post by Vincent Celosa on Apr 5, 2014 10:24:29 GMT -5
It came to him more as a shock than anything, his sensors blaring a moment too late when the door in front of, as ordinary as every other one he had gone through, turned into splinters as the sight of a massive Gigas broke through it. Through one way or another, Vincent had managed to raise his chained arms just high enough to receive the brunt of whatever attack that had sent him flying back a few meters or so. His metal frame bouncing off the marbled floor, the Android quickly rolled into a ball and settled his feet back to the ground and steadily used the momentum to give him enough power to get back on his feet.
And apparently the monster was already charging at him for the next round of attacks. Moving as quick as his programming and equipment would allow him, Vincent whipped out another one of his chains to dissuade the Gigas but even when the strike of his iron grips connected, the Gigas merely took the blow and plowed forward. With no means of defense, the Android had no choice but to brace himself against the attack. Crashing against the wall this time, his sensors blaring louder as systems began to malfunction, the energy bar over at his hud reaching dangerously near the critical level, the Android began to abuse the power of Orpheus in hopes of healing himself enough to last another bout with the freak. This time, thankfully, the Shadow had hung back and deferred to watching him heal himself. His loss for letting the metal man get a breather.
To what should have been another heal, Vincent instead ordered Orpheus to launch itself forward. The lyre turning into a weapon as the Gigas this time around was the one caught off guard. The attack connected with the skull, a crack sound emerging from it. Nonetheless, Vincent did not let up. Continuously he whipped the shadow with as much force as he could whilst engaging its ribs to torture via Orpheus' heavy lyre. Every time it would try to get up, the android would simply pull on its shaking legs to cause it to fall once more. Survival became every bit as necessary as winning as his programs began to calculate over and over again the threat level of their opponent.
Fortunately, having no time to build any kind of momentum this time around, the over confident Gigas turned into a puddle of its own insides after a rather nasty smack from the metal persona's lyre. Steam seemingly coming from the slightly overheating Android, Vincent leaned back and swept away the imaginary sweat that had built up on his brow. To have lost so much composure, his weakness showing once more, just how far had he fallen from his prior abilities?
Post by Vincent Celosa on Apr 5, 2014 18:38:22 GMT -5
It always did make him wonder just how it was that shadows seemed to occasionally drop stuff whenever they evaporated from existence. There was a theory that the thing had successfully managed to get some kind of person that got eaten away or something like that. Morbid as it was, Vincent told himself that whatever they left behind was still capable of saving someone lucky enough to have cross across it.
Still though, pity that others had to die for the rest to live on. Shaking the semantics out of his head, the Android picked up the can of whatever it was, looked at it, and just took it with him. Not like anyone's gonna miss it anyway. Trying to max out his sensors, listening carefully this time around, the robot then tried to make his way out of the gallery. Hopefully this time, there'd no longer be any door breaking shadows.