New day at X-58. On this beautiful planet. PROTOTYPE F cell was preparing their latest invention....We call it Biomechanical suit. Or Simply PROTOTYPE F. We decided that we can unite nomad cells and Nanomachines into one frame. We could make it. But We couldn't make it work properly. Due unknown reason Armor affects on Human Nervous System in a destructive way. We lost 10 finest Soldiers. They were best of the best.
And now Ensign will try to put it on and survive .....Will he?...Armor will decide.
Cell was waiting for this brave or insane guy....named Jonathan
The Outpost sure was pretty. All the armed guards and barbed wire and heavily outfitted air and spacecraft really added to the atmosphere. He almost felt naked flying down in a simple Nehpthys.
He had literally no idea who to ask around for directions. The only thing he'd been given was a name: Prototype F. Who knows who was aware of the thing's existence, let alone of its location.
He was surrounded by people eyeing him suspiciously. Even he felt slightly nervous walking amidst Lieutenants, being a newly appointed Ensign. But hell, you only live once, right?
Suddenly, an idea sprung to mind. He removed his personal communicator and dialed up one of the first numbers on it.
"Hey, Sparky. Where's Neumann at?"
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I was instructed to accompany you to PROTOTYPE F Cell building
Please follow me
X-58 Have changed lot. Shipyard,facilities, powerful defense systems. Suddenly Jonathan noticed huge....well he decided that that building looks like hangar.
Jonathan followed the soldier through a series of maze-like corridors, wondering secretly how could anyone navigate those things without getting lost regularly.
His legs did all the work. The mechanical operation only stopped when he nearly crashed into the soldier in front of him as the latter stopped in front of a massive, fortified door.
"Through here"- said the guard.
Jonathan complied. The door opened to reveal a dimly lit room with only a single person within. Jonathan assumed it was Neumann, since the darkness prevented any real examination. He did notice one thing, though.
In the middle of the room, was a suit of armour.
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"Bullet in the brains, yeah"- that sounded really worse now that he said it out loud.
He was about to test a ridiculously dangerous suit that had claimed ten lives. The spiritual consequences alone were staggering, let alone the fact that the thing was pretty much half-alien.
But, what the hey.
"So... We doing this?"
<span style="color:#000000">The awful plight of he who cannot draw to save his own life.</span>
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