- Jul 3, 2016
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His metallic body smashed through a window, in a few moments he'd torn through the apartment , ripped through everything, the boy and the girl weren't here, neither was the drone, but the machine that thought it was a man believed that what he was looking for was here. In his madness he had given up on any form of secrecy, had stepped out of the shadows, it no longer cared if anyone knew it was here.
From its faceless visage you could hear what sounded like recorded breathing, he did not need air, yet his mind told him he did, in a fit of rage it sent its metal arm through a nearby wall, it was angry, what it had came for wasn't here, in its electronic mind a thousand distorted possibilities shot through, any and all common sense it had being pushed away by its rage and madness.
It had destroyed the apartment and everything within, and it was clear that what it looked for wasn't hear, but it wasn't going to leave, its madness now directed its mind in one direction, one purpose, even if that purpose could never be fulfilled. Even if it led it to its own destruction. Either way, the machine that thought it was a man, intended to end things, one way or another.
@Thoth
From its faceless visage you could hear what sounded like recorded breathing, he did not need air, yet his mind told him he did, in a fit of rage it sent its metal arm through a nearby wall, it was angry, what it had came for wasn't here, in its electronic mind a thousand distorted possibilities shot through, any and all common sense it had being pushed away by its rage and madness.
It had destroyed the apartment and everything within, and it was clear that what it looked for wasn't hear, but it wasn't going to leave, its madness now directed its mind in one direction, one purpose, even if that purpose could never be fulfilled. Even if it led it to its own destruction. Either way, the machine that thought it was a man, intended to end things, one way or another.
@Thoth
