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Erich mumbled to himself ever so often and to John, seemingly just talking to himself. Completely absorbed in his work. In this strange new world he could invent and work without tools or any other necessity normally needed.
His first several attempts were failures, the Ryfle simply falling apart when the trigger was pulled. Gradually he got the hang of it, and the Ryfle was built. He laughed in amazement, firing a few quick rounds to make sure it really worked. It did.
He continued to not even notice his surroundings, or care much beyond the first hour or two of awe. Mumbling to himself, typing on his laptop and designing. He glanced up ever so often, staring at the odd, dead creatures. At times he could swear they were alive staring back, he figured they were and they were just playing a trick on him.
Meh. He typed furiously, making adjustments to the design until it was absolutely perfect. With excitement he stood up and laughed, displaying the laptop to the dead and not dead creatures. He decided he'd show off his design, even if they WERE really dead and not just being completr dicks.
"It's done! It's absolutely PERFECT!" He shouted absent mindedly. "The perfect modern suit of armor! It's just a prototype of course but...everything has its testing phases you know?!"
He placed John on the ground, screen turned towards to piles of metal scattered around. He stretched his arms out and the first two chunks of metal lifted into the air. Confident he had a feel for his abilities he quickly began his work. Bending the metal, shaping it to his design, embedding circuitry with small electricity arcs.
It took him a while, far longer than the Ryfle, but it was eventually done. ARM0R Mk1, the first prototype powersuit to ever grace the world shy of video games. He stared at the design on his laptop, and the rusty ragged piece of shit he had in front of him. Damn, he muttered under his breath.
It was quite evident he didn't grasp his powers as best as he thought. He sighed and walked over to the armor. He struggled to put it on, and eventually did. Despite its outward appearance he could move quite freely, if not more quickly than normal.
He walked over and grabbed his Ryfle and John, depositing John in the crude compartment on the front and balancing the Ryfle on his shoulder. Finally, he decided to set off and explore the area, confident he could take on anything.
He walked through the cave system thingy, taking aim ever so often when the dead creatures decided to be not dead and stare at him, shooting a few of the corpses. "Nope! Coulda been friendly earlier but noooo you just sat there playing your mind tricks, isn't that right John? We don't take nicely to jedi mind tricks, nope! I bet this entire thing was orchestrated by the government to get my guard down so they could steal my designs and John!" He shouted to the on and off again creatures, shooting at them ever so often.
"Where are the cameras, HUH?1? WHERE ARE THE CAMERAS?" He shouted madly, shooting the celing of the cave. If anything that wasn't a super secret government spy creature set out to end him was around, they'd probably hear the noise he was causing.
Erich mumbled to himself ever so often and to John, seemingly just talking to himself. Completely absorbed in his work. In this strange new world he could invent and work without tools or any other necessity normally needed.
His first several attempts were failures, the Ryfle simply falling apart when the trigger was pulled. Gradually he got the hang of it, and the Ryfle was built. He laughed in amazement, firing a few quick rounds to make sure it really worked. It did.
He continued to not even notice his surroundings, or care much beyond the first hour or two of awe. Mumbling to himself, typing on his laptop and designing. He glanced up ever so often, staring at the odd, dead creatures. At times he could swear they were alive staring back, he figured they were and they were just playing a trick on him.
Meh. He typed furiously, making adjustments to the design until it was absolutely perfect. With excitement he stood up and laughed, displaying the laptop to the dead and not dead creatures. He decided he'd show off his design, even if they WERE really dead and not just being completr dicks.
"It's done! It's absolutely PERFECT!" He shouted absent mindedly. "The perfect modern suit of armor! It's just a prototype of course but...everything has its testing phases you know?!"
He placed John on the ground, screen turned towards to piles of metal scattered around. He stretched his arms out and the first two chunks of metal lifted into the air. Confident he had a feel for his abilities he quickly began his work. Bending the metal, shaping it to his design, embedding circuitry with small electricity arcs.
It took him a while, far longer than the Ryfle, but it was eventually done. ARM0R Mk1, the first prototype powersuit to ever grace the world shy of video games. He stared at the design on his laptop, and the rusty ragged piece of shit he had in front of him. Damn, he muttered under his breath.
It was quite evident he didn't grasp his powers as best as he thought. He sighed and walked over to the armor. He struggled to put it on, and eventually did. Despite its outward appearance he could move quite freely, if not more quickly than normal.
He walked over and grabbed his Ryfle and John, depositing John in the crude compartment on the front and balancing the Ryfle on his shoulder. Finally, he decided to set off and explore the area, confident he could take on anything.
He walked through the cave system thingy, taking aim ever so often when the dead creatures decided to be not dead and stare at him, shooting a few of the corpses. "Nope! Coulda been friendly earlier but noooo you just sat there playing your mind tricks, isn't that right John? We don't take nicely to jedi mind tricks, nope! I bet this entire thing was orchestrated by the government to get my guard down so they could steal my designs and John!" He shouted to the on and off again creatures, shooting at them ever so often.
"Where are the cameras, HUH?1? WHERE ARE THE CAMERAS?" He shouted madly, shooting the celing of the cave. If anything that wasn't a super secret government spy creature set out to end him was around, they'd probably hear the noise he was causing.