The moon's starlight shimmers down through the small leaf gaps within the trees as someone launches through and slides down, appearing to be in a hurry almost like fragile prey running from its potential predator.
Heavy breaths in panic come from the tall being's mouth as he keeps on running through the trees and being sure to get as far as he can from the very light that's following him, he looks around before making another sharp turn and climbing down a few rocks, the heavy rain and watery puddles splash against his metal coating as he breezes through.
Echoes of shouting in the distance blast through and the unsual stranger picks up the pace faster knowing if he stops, he'll get captured just like his brother. Soon he sees safety within a short distance in which he books for it without looking back whatsoever, he leaps over the sharp fence and sneaks in through the back of this building in hopes they won't find him there upon seeing the no entry sign. He slowly begins to catch his breath and before he could settle, he feels his systems act up before he drops to the floor.
Sun rises for an early autumn morning and the streets are busy like any other usual Saturday. Sounds of a door being opened alerted by a bell rings across the area.
"Good morning Crimson! getting ready for work as usual?" The barista exlaimed in a jolly tone.
"how'd you guess?" Crimson chuckled.Of course, the barista didn't even need to know what Crimson wanted as he already knew what she usually asks for, Crimson listens to the small radio placed in the corner as the news states of an escaped project during last night.
"jesus fucking christ, first monsters getting injured and now an escaped project? all from the same company? someone really needs to step up their game" Crimson huffs as she isn't suprised in the slightest about the news.
"you can say that again, you should've heard what last week was sayin', some guy lost his leg to a machine malfunction and crushing the very bone!" as the barista mentions whilst bringing over Crimson's small coffee.Crimson really couldn't be more suprised about all of this news coming from the same company, afterall there isn't much safety regulations there from what she was told by her fellow friends. She says thank you to the barista before going on her way and back to the repair workshop she works and runs herself with some help, however when she arrives something feels off. Crimson notices a few of her friends standing around and looking a bit concerned, goes up and asks.
"what's going on? is everything okay?" she states in worry.
Her friends only look at her before one leads her to the back to reveal a giant robotic being. Could this be the one reported as an escaped project? she thought before slowly going over whilst keeping a slight distance between herself and this new stranger.
"careful Crimson, we don't even know if that hunk of metal is alive" one of her friends whispered in worries this thing could wake up any second.
Crimson stared at her friend before turning back around and gets even closer, there is barely any signs of life from what she can sense. She reaches her hand out and taps the filthy metal, the dry texture of mud and dirt sends shivers through Crimson's body but it seems nothing really happened upon that touch. She looks back at her friends who are bundled together in fear but she keepts investigating this shutdown robot infront of her.
"Crimson you have some balls you do, i'll give it that" her best friend, Zaire in a nervous tone mentions quietly.
"Well I don't have any balls so you know but anyways, jt doesn't seem to be powered on, almost like a malfunction to some extent. You guys think you could give me a hand dranging this thing into my workshop?" Crimson calmly states.
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MSM: THE PERFECT NOTE (18+)
HorrorSet in 1999, an Epic Bowgart named Crimson finds herself in an unsettling reality as she befriends a large mechnical being if another species With forming such an unusual friendship or even something greater than that, she discovers that the wubboxe...