As an underground coral energy deposite was disturbed and invaded by the neumerous greed stained hands of corporations...a single voice cried out from the coral...a coral response thus followed...but instead of the reappearence of technological horr...
You both seemed to stare for a moment...sure...joy had filled your heart as you looked above to see your defiant spider intact...but somthing felt...off
Y/N: s-...scuttles...?
You spoke the name you had given it...but...maybe what you were seeing was just an illusion...
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But why...could you see him?
Y/N: n-...no...that cant be...!
9: Y/N, describe what you are seeing...
You couldnt believe it...but out of instict...you uttered his name...Your once...name
Y/N: t-Tank?
9: ...Tank?
She looked at you for a moment before looking back...could she see him too?...
9: File name...Tank...G-1 Pilot...in conclusive...data error...are you perhaps malfunctioning?
9 was...confused?
In an instant the seemingly realistic illusion of Tank brought up both of his arms as a red-
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(Corky: this will be fun~)
Table hovered a head of him?
Either way...Scuttles snapped its gaze down towads you as all its body seemed to almost vibrate with a red hue hazing over its eyes as its frame shifted in place...
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With a few shifts of his hand...Tank changed Scuttles right before your eyes...
Pannels around its body shifted to reveal a threatening underglow as the weapons moved to form a deadlier look...
Y/N: w-what is i-
9: get down...
9 swiped her right hand. Forcefully taking control of your left knee to bend to make you fall into the snow.
Y/N: W-WHA-
In shock you let out a quick yell...but your words were cut off as a "you-sized" beam flew right above you...
A ray of bright blue first melted, then singed the ground you were once standing close so as you looked back at Scuttles...
Y/N: n-no!- scuttles...!
9: that is no longer the machine:"MR.SCUTTLES" Y/N...
You turned to face 9...a-as a wicked smile stained her otherwise usual calm demeanor...Your expression showing horror as 9's gaze continued to look in pure spectacular speculation.
9: the Black box protocol inside the machine is active...replaying the past motives of the pilot before you...
Her crooked smile revealed her teeth...as if she was about to laugh at a cruel and dark joke...
9: the G-1 unit before...is that of pilot name call sign Tank...G-1 name...
The beast
Corky: hmm...looks like things are gonna get quite hairy...but who says that this isn't the perfect chance to make a choice~...but i encourage you all to read these words with truancy. There is still a pretty big chance that the course you have paved for him will leave to him dying still...but this willmajorly impact the path Y/N will take...but be careful...from here on out...I really can't save him anymore...now take your pick...
