Battlestar Galactica lost scenes: the first Cylon Centurion
LOST SCENE — “The First Forging”
Deep beneath an alien world, in a chamber of cold green light and whispering machines, a hooded reptilian elder moves with ritual precision. This is one of the original masters of the Cylon race, its scaled hands weaving together chrome and circuitry. On the table before it stands the first Centurion — its red eye flickering to life for the very first time. Steam curls from alien forges, symbols of a forgotten empire glow faintly on the walls. The moment of creation is equal parts science and liturgy — the birth of a machine destined to outlive its makers Reptilian Original (in a low hiss):
“Rise… forged of steel and fire. Speak, Centurion.”
First Centurion (red eye pulses to life):
“By… your… command.”
The laboratory hum deepens as the ancient reptile’s eyes gleam with triumph. The future of a thousand yahrens is set in motion.
Battlestar Galactica lost scenes: the first Cylon Centurion
LOST SCENE — “The First Forging”
Deep beneath an alien world, in a chamber of cold green light and whispering machines, a hooded reptilian elder moves with ritual precision. This is one of the original masters of the Cylon race, its scaled hands weaving together chrome and circuitry. On the table before it stands the first Centurion — its red eye flickering to life for the very first time. Steam curls from alien forges, symbols of a forgotten empire glow faintly on the walls. The moment of creation is equal parts science and liturgy — the birth of a machine destined to outlive its makers Reptilian Original (in a low hiss):
“Rise… forged of steel and fire. Speak, Centurion.”
First Centurion (red eye pulses to life):
“By… your… command.”
The laboratory hum deepens as the ancient reptile’s eyes gleam with triumph. The future of a thousand yahrens is set in motion.