Saw A Statement That Mg Is Akin To Walter's Son
saw a statement that mg is akin to walter's son
Walter stepped onto the elevator.
In about 5 minutes, he'd arrive at the observation chamber. In about 7, he'd be on the catwalk.
He has that time.
[ding]
Low humming collided with the rustling of his suit as a phone was produced from the rightmost pocket.
A couple rings later, he's speaking to one of his technical engineers.
"Is it ready?"
"Yes sir."
"Good." He hangs up.
Everyone's day has to have just gotten better.
After around 20 more seconds, Walter is faced with a sleek mix of utilarian. He's almost surprised at the lack of traffic, but that's no reason to complain, right?
Stepping out of the elevator, striding forward through the corridor then down the right hall. Take a left turn, followed by a staircase downward.
Hm..that took around 4 minutes. Ah well, better for him, then.
Waltzing into the observation chamber would be the second best part of this trip. He finally got to see his magnum opus.
His eyes were greeted with nigh-perfectum protection against titans- against Godzilla. Oh, how proud he was.
The apex titan, Mechagodzilla.
Despite it's stature, Walter was sure it was his son. The time, the effort, the very fact it stood before him now, it was a miracle- his miracle.
He hurried to the catwalk, passing through the exit door to see it without the filter of stained glass and white noise of computers.
As his foot lands on the first step, he hears it. The sound of a leg shifting. Not his- but it's leg. And he turns.
It's gazing. With optics larger than himself tenfold, it's gazing.
Maybe he hasn't slept much, because he's sure it's..it's leaning towards him.
He moves across the catwalk, stopping around the middle. It tracks him as he moves.
His hand grasps onto the railing, he needed to get a better look.
A snout bumps the railing he's leaning against, larger than half the catwalk itself- it's a miracle the thing didn't crumble.
Conscious or not, Walter's own hand lifts, and lands onto it- lands onto Mechagodzilla.
A low, mechanical hum eminates.
"..Incredible."
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Legendary Mechagodzilla
VS
Shin Godzilla
UFT: Unidentifiable titan
Supercharged protons disintegrated the side of mountain in which I clawed my way out of.
All systems operational.
Power at 100%.
Confirmed location: Hong Kong.
Large civilian life detected, maintain caution.
One titan detected.
Maintain civilian awareness while exterminating titan.
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It hurt. (But it always does..doesn't it?)
Organs twisting to meet themselves twice over, skin welding inwards and outwards at the same time- the same sufferingly fast pace.
Oh god, it hurts. Please make it stop.
I don't want to survive. Not like this.
Please...
Another step- this time my foot reaches through sleek metal, then softness. Maybe another crushed family.
Please..
I trudge onwards.
Red bursts out of a large mountain across the human structures from me, seemingly never ending- even clouds part for it.
Have humans really begun using new forms of constructs that can do..this?
Nevertheless.
I must live.
I don't want to..
More red appears through the smoke, 2 glowing lights- then silver, a large metal thing has come out. Boring resemblance to..
This must be humans work, then. To make something..
Something like ME.
It will not kill me. I won't allow it.
I can't allow it.
...
It seems it's noticed my presence.
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Unidentified titan.
Directive: Exterminate.
Hydraulics push forward, propulsion occurring within boosters posthaste. Optics have already deconstructed the UFT, extermination should be imminent.
Visible weaknesses:
• Weak upper body.
• Small eyes, possibly primitive peripheral vision.
• Cracked skin.
• unprotected head, focusing on jaw.
Advised battle strategy: Monopolise on UFT's flawed nature; dominate in CQC.
Extermination of the UFT would be imminent.
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The same damn explosives as humans come from rising boxes on the metallic fakes shoulders, supersized.
I brace for impact as the familiar orange pain rockets towards my ches-
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Missiles successfully hit weaknesses on the UFT. A gurgle-imitation of a roar emits, possibly pain induced.
• UFT can possibly feel pain.
• Vision neutralised.
• Mouth neutralised.
Transient strategy: Advance upon and attack while the target is wounded.
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It hurts so much- so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so s-
What just happened.
Why can't I see. Or move my mouth?
Where's the pain in my chest?
I feel bile and blood slop out my jaw in nigh-chunks. The numerous tears and scorch marks don't help.
A vile imitation of a roar makes it's way from the mechanical abomination in front, it's coming towards me now.
..no.
I won't die like this.
Blackness replaces bile.
Heat replaces blood.
I will live.
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The UFT began emitting pyroclastic flow from it's throat, an instantaneous scan of the substances molecular make-up confirmed that.
March onwards, heat could not and will not affect me. Not to any capacity.
Earlier data cross-referencing dictated a similarity to Gojira, atleast appearance wise. These scans have proven that similarity correct, even more so due to the nature of it's abilities.
Additional transient strategy: Disable throat entirely in case of possible atomic breath.
I continue forward. Drones deployed from beside my upper dorsal plates, opening fire on the UFT instantaneously.
The titan's throat was torn in too many places for respiration to occur, energy levels should decrease dramatically over a short time period.
1.3 seconds after impact occurred, the UFT recoiled and ceased production of all visible pyroclastic flow.
Additional transient strategy: Begin CQC while target cannot breathe ASAP.
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Pain is scorching down my neck in droves, I can't feel air-
My defense has ceased. The blackness pours back down my muscles in desperation.
What I see from spots of my vision I've regained is glowering re-
CRACK
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The UFT's jaw is torn from the head, landing on an empty road. Boiling blood spews from the wound onto my left hand, swirling saws vaporising any flesh they contact as i dig deeper into the UFT's upper mouth. I should reach the brain within 2.4 seconds.
UFT's blood is dangerously hot, block blood leakage ASAP to protect civilian life and reduce collateral damage.
Additional transient strategy: Pierce brain to kill.
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I can feel my jaw dissapearing- and then the sensation of my mouth being cut up like cattle.
Kill me..
NO.
I refuse. I MUST refuse. My tail- I need my tail.
Purple swirls through my muscles and slides it's way down the shaft. The tip of my tail heats up, searing fles- ignore the pain.
No- sto-
A beam fires from it, I need to hit that thing.
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Detection of atomic breath-like energy flow within tail. Prevent usage immediately.
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Finally, I can protect mys-
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SCREE-
My tail scarfs into the UFT's, paralysation incurs.
Atomic energy flow prevented.
Extermination of the UFT would be imminent.
I would make sure of it.
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Desperation.
Fear anger courses through me.
This wasn't how it was supposed to go.
I don't feel my tail.
I can't move my tail.
Why?
Why is nothing working?
I-
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Remains of the UFT's brain matter dissipate on contact with me.
Titan demonstrated high-speed regeneration of it's eyes.
Highly suggested transient strategy: Remove all regenerative capability immediately.
Protons supercharge and begin movement within, centrifugal force is intensified along my maw as energy swells up. Electrical currents divert and dorsal plates generate pathways upwards-
Supercharged protons fire from within my mouth- forming a beam towards the UFT.
Impact.
Subsequent heterolytic cleavage occurs.
Ionisation wreathes pairs and induces sub-atomic chaos within the UFT's cells.
Disintegration is imminent.
...
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Titan exterminated.
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And here is the drawing already finished I had not uploaded it for lack of time, but I hope you like it, I did not take as long as in other drawings I promise that the next will be of Toriel
And about the drawing the only thing I have to say is that it is the first time I drew a furry character and for the first time I drew him like this I thought I drew him well.
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