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Broken hunger
Probably a scientific would use his mind to hacking the terminal and trying to control those robots, and that would make him or she lose the mind.
However, you feel the calling of the real fight, as a real Cougar warrior, and want to feel the powerful sensation of having a weapon made by yourself in your own hands. The simple notion of wipe enemies with it makes you proud of your origins.
Even if those ancient robots haven't been designed for warfare. The medical instruments are sharp and powerful.
Is the air standing still? You wonder while remaining completely static, simply hearing, surveying the area to confirm that everything is okay. A faintly current caress your face making you notice for the first time that you are sweating profusely and your heart is pounding strongly in your chest.
"Breath, Silverman. Breath" you mutter trying to reach the correct state of mind. After all, you are one of the elite, and that has to be shown in the difficult moments.
Once you are calmed down, you prepare to craft your improvised weapon.
You observe the robots carefully. The obvious choice should be The surgery robot with The bone shaw and the big Surgical scalpel electric blade. Both could be made into decent weapons.
So why in hell no make both?
You approach carefully and slowly the robot wich its buzzing noise is starting to evolve to something far more aggressive and sinister, almost howling.
It seems you won't be able to get the pieces pacifically. So how would you combat this mess?
However, you feel the calling of the real fight, as a real Cougar warrior, and want to feel the powerful sensation of having a weapon made by yourself in your own hands. The simple notion of wipe enemies with it makes you proud of your origins.
Even if those ancient robots haven't been designed for warfare. The medical instruments are sharp and powerful.
Is the air standing still? You wonder while remaining completely static, simply hearing, surveying the area to confirm that everything is okay. A faintly current caress your face making you notice for the first time that you are sweating profusely and your heart is pounding strongly in your chest.
"Breath, Silverman. Breath" you mutter trying to reach the correct state of mind. After all, you are one of the elite, and that has to be shown in the difficult moments.
Once you are calmed down, you prepare to craft your improvised weapon.
You observe the robots carefully. The obvious choice should be The surgery robot with The bone shaw and the big Surgical scalpel electric blade. Both could be made into decent weapons.
So why in hell no make both?
You approach carefully and slowly the robot wich its buzzing noise is starting to evolve to something far more aggressive and sinister, almost howling.
It seems you won't be able to get the pieces pacifically. So how would you combat this mess?