Neuro

The sound of massive metal plates grinding against each other ricocheted around the large platform of The System, an incredibly large space station, as it prepared its solar panels for the sun. Neuro enabled his visor and slid out of his charging room as the sun slowly crawled over the side of Sornieth. He stepped out onto the incredibly large platform of the space station, careful to avoid the bright cherry coloured circuits and wires flowing down a large divot in the floor.. He leaned back on a solid metal wall and watched The System wake up. Apprentice engineers followed close behind the tail of seasoned mentors, Guards and Targets, much like him but not mechanical, were emerging from their tangles of metal called home and starting their duty. Neuro disabled his vision and focused on the constant deep rumbling of The System. He exhaled and released heat through his mesh, thinking. Being a Target, he had duties often, like today. Scout the exterior of The System. The run-down, poor, broken exterior. The areas where you’re likely to get murdered for skulking down the streets. He frowned before inhaling sharply and pushing himself upright. Metal against metal, he strode his way over to the attendance checker, marked himself down, and transformed onto all fours. He trotted through the deformed metallic structures of dark metal, the bright red glow of circuits and the screeching and grinding of metal. As much as he would like to leave this deformed hell-hole, he couldn’t. He was bound to duty but he also, literally, couldn’t leave. Being pretty much a machine means you kinda rely on the operator that made you. He scowled at this. He was trapped in a body he only had partial control over, but he was bullet-proof and had enhanced strength and extreme speed. He doubts it's worth his freedom though.





UHM FRONT PAGE 11/5/23
(Or 5/10/23 for you weird Americans)


FR version of an oc Neuro