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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 10:27 am

In the middle of the dark woods is a broken down, abandoned hut, previously serving as a post for guards, until the Director realized it was redundant...then serving as a quick resting place for guards, until they started getting attacked by inmates in their resting times, and the place was abandoned for good....Then they put killer robots in to make sure that s**t didn't happen anymore. It is still standing, but gatherings here have led the inside to be broken, dirty and quite spiky all over.

Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2015 11:30 pm

I have traveled through time and space seeking forbidden knowledge...

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A low buzzing sound was heard amidst the trees of the dark woods in the wilderness. If one were to investigate the source of the noise, they would find a figure sitting upon a tree stump outside of an abandoned hut. The figure would be holding the head of a mechanical robot as it looked it over with a soulless and blank expression cast by its mask that lacked any sort of facial features. All that were on its mask were a few narrow slits in the plates that could be assumed where the figure was able to view from. A crimson ray of light was emitting from these slits as it slowly moved up and down the mechanical head that lay in its hands. The transparent fan of crimson light pulsated gently as it moved up the length of the sleek shell that had a singular eye that sparked with light periodically before fading to a dull red. As the figure who was known at the Theater, simply as Corrupt, spoke in its myriad of overlapping voices. Through its voice a single, raspy, older male tone could be heard dominantly over the rest.

Primitive...Technology...

Corrupt would press his hands together as he crushed the head like a tin can with no effort whatsoever until it was little more than a flattened piece of metal in his hands. The hand which held the scrap metal seemed to vibrate as the billions of nanobots that made up Corrupt's physical form began to shift and move like a swarm of microscopic ants over the metal, tearing away at it on a molecular level as Corrupt began to analyze the properties on a smaller scale. After tearing it apart briefly, Corrupt's hands returned to their normal state as he tossed what remained of the scrapped metal over his shoulder into a pile of other similarly scrapped pieces of metal, all of various limbs from the robots stationed at the abandoned hut, or at least the ones that had tried to deal with Corrupt's presence. Corrupt raised his left forearm as he quickly flicked his wrist downward. A pair of sharpened blades emerged from his forearm gauntlet as he quickly made a slash and severed another robotic limb from the deactivated robot on the ground before picking up the severed limb and started to analyze it..

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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 11:53 pm

I̴̮̻̤͉̹ ̮͔͙̪̭̕h҉͙̱̺a̼̝̤̭̼̰͢v̝͚̩͎̤̜e͏͉̲͙̘̭ͅ ̺t̗̱̬ŕ̻̝̼̜a̹͉̱̼̟͎͝v̳e͖̪͇l͍̤͚ed̺̖̭͘ ̛t̨͎͍̝ḥ̳̦̯͙̟̜r͖̰̝̤̥ͅo̲̻͉̹̱ṳ̣̦̙͉͈g̨̙͚̻͈̼h̸͇̰̤͖̬̤̲ ̦͢ͅt҉̖̱̘͙͉i̗̙̮͎̯̰̺m̵̠̖͎̯̲̙e̥̝̖̖͈̦̪ ͎̺͕̫̲͉͘a̬̙͓̩̼͘nd͙̯̹ ̞̟͕͇ş̩p̤̹̮̖a̘̬̰̳͇̤̳c̥̩̱e̩ ͚̱̗͍̗̭̬s̷̥͖̘e͕̼̘͜e̳͚̻̮͕̬̫k̡̳͔̯̤̬̞̻i͚̠͉̙̣͠ǹ̠ͅg̵̝ ̥͈͔̪͚̹fo̴̫̜̗̩ṛ̣̣͔͕̗͜b̩̟͖̻̳i̲̼ḓ̛̜͔̺̣͙͔d͚̱̖̤̞͘ͅẹ̻̯n̢̲̤ ḳ̡͉͔̮̜n͕͍̥ow̝͖͈̬̪̼̰l̩è̗d̡g͝e̡̲͙̤̤͍.͉̙.̧̙͇̻̙̦.̱̼̤͕ ͎͔͙̲̖̱̪

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Corrupt would be busy analyzing and scanning each individual entity he came across as he stored and filed away his findings in his consciousness, spread throughout his entire body as he bent down in the grass. He reached a hand out as his fingers pinched around the stem of a flower. He watched the fragile botanical organism bend in his fingers, how frail such a small thing was. Corrupt made a quick plucking motion as he tore the stem and raised the picked flower to his head. A brief screen of red light scanned over it as his hands began to vibrate, the millions of nanobots shifting around the flower, tearing it apart down to a microscopic scale and disintigrating the organism. He filed and stored away what he found as he stood up and gazed around. There was a small beeping as a red screen of light shot forth from his helmet to display a match poster he had received via a notification. The poster depicted Corrupt and another Horror that he was to fight to the death. The image blinked out of existence as Corrupt spoke in his myriad of voices layered upon an aged male and metallic voice.

Assignment received...Beginning preparations for battle...

Corrupt turned his head to the side slightly as he stood still like a statue. A quick blur of movement and his hand was at his back, gripping one of the large shurikens attached to his shoulder blade. With blinding speeds, Corrupt pulled it free and threw it off to impale itself in the metallic dome of another robot that was patrolling around the abandoned hut. The nanobots that made up the shuriken were vibrating on a high frequency as they tore through metal and circuitry before embedding itself on the trunk of a tree behind the robot. The robot, minus its head which was cleaved in half, stood still as Corrupt approached it. He flicked his wrist as two straight blades emerged from his gauntlet and he slashed through the robot's midsection so that it dropped in a pile on the ground. Corrupt stepped over the scrap as he approached the tree and grabbed the shuriken from it before pulling it free and tossing it in the air whilst it was spinning before plucking it from the air and sticking it back on his shoulder blade. Corrupt began walking as he looked to the side. There seemed to be a slight twitch in his neck as the red triangular light on the top of his helmet glowed a pale blue briefly as a soft female voice spoke in a quiet tone.

Such colors....

The light would revert back to red as Corrupt snapped its head forward and began to approach the Theater to await the coming battle.

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