Bloodfall: Flesh and Metal
Linda just loves giving me reasons to worry, doesn't she? She better know what she's doing, because if anything happens to her...forget it, just concentrate on work. Right after we split up I actually found some stairs. I followed them into what looked like the office section of the plant. Everything was cleaner, there wasn't any sounds of assembly lines going to town, and the lighting didn't make my skin crawl. The design of this place was fucking weird, though. Rossum Robotics was about the future with all the crazy shit they were working on, but suddenly once your inside it's all 1920s art deco? The hell is this? Anyway, there were glass elevators that didn't work so I had to find more stairs. I do and soon enough find a door. On it was a plaque. It said "Karl Rossum". His old office. Funny it's still marked. Seems like this place didn't really shut down, everyone just sorta picked up and hightailed it outta here. Would explain why all the machines in the assembly lines are still here. I open the door and the first thing I noticed was how shitty the red floor with the tan walls looked. Bleuh. And what's with all the industial cables on the floor? Second was the massive wall of monitors on the opposite side, each showing through a security camera a different part of the plant. What it looked like, anyway. And there was someone in a chair turned away from me, starring into the monitors. I was gonna ask what was going on and then annihilate whoever what sitting there, but then I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. To the left was this bloodied human torso, missing a head and legs. Where the head should've been was this metal...cap thing. The hell if I know. Where the legs should've been instead there was a massive pipe and some huge oily black cable. What kind of fucked up mess is this?
"I've seen what you have been doing...and it saddens me..."
"The fuck is this!? What did you do to this guy, besides murder him!?"
"Murder? I tried with everything in my power to save him, something the flawed doctors failed to do, condemning him to death and whatnot. That is humanity's Achilles heel. It's imperfection."
"Imperfection? Doctors? Wha---no, who the fuck are you?!"
"Someone who wants the best for humanity. Someone who believes in the future. You can just call me Nathan, though."
"Clynes. The man I'm looking for. How did you get your hands on that brain for you to dump in that robot? Do you have any idea how many people were murdered across the country because of what you did?"
"The first prototype. That ungrateful scum. Thank you for disposing of it for me. It was good for research, though. So that's a success, I suppose."
"So I guess the 'people across the country were murdered' part just fucking flew right over your head, huh?"
"It's a sacrifice. That's what advancement requires. Everyone has to make sacrifices, including...myself."
He turns in his chair to face me, and stands up. Finally got a good look at him and what I saw was a fucking abomination. It was human...sorta. But it was fused with metal. Half of his face was gone, looked like a Terminator knockoff. His right arm was also gone, replaced with this huge metallic robot arm that nearly reached to the ground while he stood. Where his ears should be there was metal headphones that I'm guessing are permanently on his head. Why the fuck would someone do this to themselves?
"Can you admire the the genius of it? The intelligence and creativity of the human mind, the stunning build of the human body, and the flawless efficiency of the machine. This is our future."
"You're fucking insane."
"From my brief studies of you, that's quite ironic of you to say."
"Fuck off. Just how are you gonna usher in this future, huh? With that army of deathbots you're putting together?"
"There will be resistance, yes. So it is necessary. The fools who will believe it to be the end of humanity. This is only the next step. With me and HARDAC at the front of this--"
"Wait, HARDAC? HARDAC is destroyed."
"The original model, yes. But computers aren't like humans, they can be duplicated. One of my other works as I laid in hiding."
"HARDAC won't help you with your fucked up dream! It wanted to replace humanity, not become one with them!"
"That was a flaw it inherited from it's creator, Rossum. I am superior, and so will this new HARDAC be. And resistance is futile."
"Resist this, bitch."
I pull my blade out and charge. Just as my blade is about to hit it's mark, that hugeass robot hand grabs my wrist. I can feel the grip getting tighter and tighter to the point where my gauntlet bends under the pressure. All while Clynes has this smug smile on his face. Out of nowhere with just that arm he throws me back across the room. Faster than the deathbots, just as strong, and can think like a human. Oh joy...
Bloodfall: Flesh and Metal
Linda just loves giving me reasons to worry, doesn't she? She better know what she's doing, because if anything happens to her...forget it, just concentrate on work. Right after we split up I actually found some stairs. I followed them into what looked like the office section of the plant. Everything was cleaner, there wasn't any sounds of assembly lines going to town, and the lighting didn't make my skin crawl. The design of this place was fucking weird, though. Rossum Robotics was about the future with all the crazy shit they were working on, but suddenly once your inside it's all 1920s art deco? The hell is this? Anyway, there were glass elevators that didn't work so I had to find more stairs. I do and soon enough find a door. On it was a plaque. It said "Karl Rossum". His old office. Funny it's still marked. Seems like this place didn't really shut down, everyone just sorta picked up and hightailed it outta here. Would explain why all the machines in the assembly lines are still here. I open the door and the first thing I noticed was how shitty the red floor with the tan walls looked. Bleuh. And what's with all the industial cables on the floor? Second was the massive wall of monitors on the opposite side, each showing through a security camera a different part of the plant. What it looked like, anyway. And there was someone in a chair turned away from me, starring into the monitors. I was gonna ask what was going on and then annihilate whoever what sitting there, but then I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. To the left was this bloodied human torso, missing a head and legs. Where the head should've been was this metal...cap thing. The hell if I know. Where the legs should've been instead there was a massive pipe and some huge oily black cable. What kind of fucked up mess is this?
"I've seen what you have been doing...and it saddens me..."
"The fuck is this!? What did you do to this guy, besides murder him!?"
"Murder? I tried with everything in my power to save him, something the flawed doctors failed to do, condemning him to death and whatnot. That is humanity's Achilles heel. It's imperfection."
"Imperfection? Doctors? Wha---no, who the fuck are you?!"
"Someone who wants the best for humanity. Someone who believes in the future. You can just call me Nathan, though."
"Clynes. The man I'm looking for. How did you get your hands on that brain for you to dump in that robot? Do you have any idea how many people were murdered across the country because of what you did?"
"The first prototype. That ungrateful scum. Thank you for disposing of it for me. It was good for research, though. So that's a success, I suppose."
"So I guess the 'people across the country were murdered' part just fucking flew right over your head, huh?"
"It's a sacrifice. That's what advancement requires. Everyone has to make sacrifices, including...myself."
He turns in his chair to face me, and stands up. Finally got a good look at him and what I saw was a fucking abomination. It was human...sorta. But it was fused with metal. Half of his face was gone, looked like a Terminator knockoff. His right arm was also gone, replaced with this huge metallic robot arm that nearly reached to the ground while he stood. Where his ears should be there was metal headphones that I'm guessing are permanently on his head. Why the fuck would someone do this to themselves?
"Can you admire the the genius of it? The intelligence and creativity of the human mind, the stunning build of the human body, and the flawless efficiency of the machine. This is our future."
"You're fucking insane."
"From my brief studies of you, that's quite ironic of you to say."
"Fuck off. Just how are you gonna usher in this future, huh? With that army of deathbots you're putting together?"
"There will be resistance, yes. So it is necessary. The fools who will believe it to be the end of humanity. This is only the next step. With me and HARDAC at the front of this--"
"Wait, HARDAC? HARDAC is destroyed."
"The original model, yes. But computers aren't like humans, they can be duplicated. One of my other works as I laid in hiding."
"HARDAC won't help you with your fucked up dream! It wanted to replace humanity, not become one with them!"
"That was a flaw it inherited from it's creator, Rossum. I am superior, and so will this new HARDAC be. And resistance is futile."
"Resist this, bitch."
I pull my blade out and charge. Just as my blade is about to hit it's mark, that hugeass robot hand grabs my wrist. I can feel the grip getting tighter and tighter to the point where my gauntlet bends under the pressure. All while Clynes has this smug smile on his face. Out of nowhere with just that arm he throws me back across the room. Faster than the deathbots, just as strong, and can think like a human. Oh joy...