Colossus By Design: Entry 0115 - Cleaning Up

[Date Sighted]: January 25, 2146
[Location]: South American Wasteland, former South American continent

[Height]: 98 meters
[Length]: 98 meters
[Weight]: 40,000 tons

[Appearance]: Main body and limbs similar in shape and posture to a knuckle-walking great ape; head is disproportionately large and shaped somewhat like a frog's with similar features aside from having two pairs of glowing green eyes instead of one; four-clawed hands and feet; scaly grey reptilian skin covering underside and hands and feet and face; shaggy dark green hair covering the rest of the body

[Abilities]: Can inflate throat sac several times its original size and emit an extremely low-pitched but powerful bellow from its mouth with concussive properties

[Codename]: Primibian

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In the aftermath of the battle with the Epsilon, Delta, and Betas, the world leaders have turned their attention to the prospect of reevaluating the possible resource worth of the formerly desolate landscape.

Such conclusions came about after the discovery of a hidden cache of 'Death Lilly' deep within the heart of the wasteland that was used to create one last Oxygen Destroyer. Additionally, the super-nations' representatives showed a great amount of curiosity regarding the reasoning behind the Epsilon taking up residence in the area and instructing his own followers to fortify the landscape with a non-standard DE energy-created fortress of turbulent winds.

The Global Union of Divisions has tasked Director Jiro Ifukube with dispatching some of the Warmongers under his command to scout out and secure the immediate area of the battle's aftermath to establish a research base so that G.U.D. officials can determine the exact value of the landscape.

To accomplish this task, Freedom of Justice has been dispatched to escort a research team into the area.

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Freedom of Justice now walks through the barren wasteland and looks around; a small line of hover cars escorting researchers is following behind him. He stops, and the line of cars stop behind him as well.


(Researcher): [COMMS] Uhhh.... something wrong?

(Thomas Scott): I don't know..... you may need to find some shelter.

(Researcher): [COMMS] On it sir.


The caravan of hover cars moves toward a small outcrop of what appears to be a few round rocks whilst their Warmonger escort continues to look around. All of a sudden, the four objects that appear to be rocks open up, revealing themselves to be eyes; the hover cars attempt to scoot away. However, they're too late as a giant mouth emerges from the ground below and swallows them all up.

This commotion gets the attention of Freedom of Justice, who now turns around, face-to-face with a Primibian, an ape-like P.E.M.F. with a frog-like head. The Warmonger brings his fists up and takes a combat stance,; the Primibian bellows to him in a deep and low-pitched sound and begins beating its chest like a gorilla.

Now facing each other, both of them charge at each other. However, before Freedom of Justice clashes with the brute, a Hellhound variant bursts out from the ground behind the Warmonger, leaping onto the machine's back and pulling on his head to disrupt his charge. The Primibian, still charging, crashes into Freedom of Justice head-on and continually pushes him back whilst he's still trying to deal with the Hellhound on his back. This continues for several more moments until the Warmonger reaches back with one hand and grabs the Hellhound by the neck, temporarily stalling it whilst raising his other hand and repeatedly slamming his fist down onto the Primibian's head, stunning it and sending it reeling to the ground.

With the Primibian now dazed, Freedom of Justice focuses on the Hellhound again. He reaches back with his other hand, grabs its neck again and, using both hands, gives a mighty toss, sending the P.E.M.F. flying overhead several hundred meters into the ground.

The Warmonger now turns his attention back to his other opponent, who is now getting back up. Freedom of Justice transforms his right hand into a plasma cannon and prepares to fire when, suddenly, the Primibian's throat-sac enlarges to several times its original size. When the brute opens its mouth, an extremely loud and low-pitched croak is sent out, along with a powerful concussive wave that sends the Warmonger backwards several paces as he struggles to resist the force. However, he finally manages to anchor himself by plunging his left hand into the ground and bracing his feet.

Freedom of Justice, still being visibly affected by the blast but now no longer being rag-dolled by it, aims his plasma cannon directly at the Primibian's throat-sac and fires off three plasma shells in quick succession; all three hit their mark. The first two shots interrupt the attack, whilst the third completely bursts the sac, causing green blood to spew from the opening and leaving the P.E.M.F. heavily damaged.

The Warmonger is getting back up to his feet when he notices the Hellhound back in the fight; it rushes toward him at great speed. The P.E.M.F. rushes up to Freedom of Justice with its long tail raised and attempts to stab him with it. However, things don't go as planned, as the Warmonger quickly grabs the barbed end. Raising his plasma cannon to the tip, he blasts off the barb in one shot, causing the Hellhound to reel in pain.

With the barb in hand, Freedom of Justice stabs it into the top of the P.E.M.F.'s head, causing it intense pain. He then transforms his plasma cannon back into a hand, grabs onto the creature's neck, and wrangles with it, twisting and turning until he gives one big twist that causes a loud cracking sound; the Hellhound falls limp.

The Warmonger throws the dead Hellhound to the side before turning his attention back to the Primibian. The brute, still spewing blood from his burst sac and mouth, gives a gargled bellow and charges forward. With lightning fast reflexes, Freedom of Justice grabs hold of the brute's two jaws and quickly forces its face downward, whereby the Warmonger then proceeds to knee the opening in its throat sac repeatedly. His knee goes in deeper and deeper, until finally, one last powerful knee strike completely severs the Primibian's head; the body slumps to the ground.

Freedom of Justice throws the head away soon after.


(Thomas Scott): Excuse, me, Director?

(Director Jiro Ifukube): [COMMS] Thomas, I've been trying to reach you! What's going on out there?


Freedom of Justice looks at the two dead P.E.M.F.s.


(Thomas Scott): I think we need to reassess the situation.