Colossus By Design: Entry 0023 - Happy Birthday

[Date Sighted]: September 18, 2145
[Location]: Old Vegas, former American continent

[Height]: 77 meters
[Length]: 240 meters
[Weight]: 42,000 tons

[Appearance]: Gray elephantine skin; skinny body; four long stick-like legs sprawling to the sides ending in hand-like feet with long finger-like toes; long reptilian tail ending with a hand-like clawed grabbing apparatus; large flat-faced head with two long curved horns protruding forward; two small black forward-facing eyes and no nostrils to speak of

[Abilities]: N/A

[Codename]: "Hand-Walker"

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(Canadian Reserves): Open fire!


Upon the signal, Thomas Scott and his squad rain down gunfire from their position onto the creature below. However, the beast doesn't even notice the small-arms fire and begins to rampage across the base.

Military firepower is thrown at it from all directions, but this does nothing but enrage it as it sweeps its multitude of grabbing limbs and tail around. However, as the goal was diversion away from the Warmonger researchers and other civilians, this proves a costly but effective investment in securing their evacuation.

As the beast engages the military above ground, researchers, scientists, engineers, and other civilian personnel move through tunnels underground, away from the base to transport lines leading to underground VTOL hangars; amongst them is Dr. Jiro Ifukube. As he carries the results of his findings, he walks among the crowd rather than running whilst also processing the data.

As they run, rumbling is felt above them. Out of the blue, one of the giant grabbing limbs of the creature bursts through the ceiling, collapsing part of the tunnel and crushing a few civilians underneath rubble. The beast takes away its limb and pokes its head through the hole, though its horns prevent it from maneuvering its hideous face in any further. The beast roars loudly, sending a few people flying from the sheer force of its screams as it repeatedly rams its horned head through the hole, intent on getting at the insects inside.

On the rooftops, Thomas Scott and his squad set up and arm a railgun turret.


(Thomas Scott): Alright, railgun's up! Fire!


A powerful burst booms out of the barrel of the large cannon, sending a large shell flying at the back of the creature's head that creates a large explosion to get its attention and draw it away from the tunnel of civilians. The soldiers on top of the main building continue firing at the beast that draws closer and closer. Once within range, it makes several sweeps at the soldiers and the building itself, sending concrete and bodies flying down to the ground below. On one last rickety chunk of the building, Thomas Scott remains the only one left standing. The creatures closes on him, staring intently at the last little bug before it.


(Thomas Scott): You son of a bitch......


Thomas Scott prepares his last rocket launcher and fires directly at the creature, impacting its eye and causing it to shy its face away; it's left unharmed from the attack. After refocusing its sight back on the tiny insect before it, the beast begins to rage and stomp about; its giant grabbing tail moves over its body and through the foundation beneath Thomas Scott, sending him falling to the ground below and underneath rubble.

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[September 18, 2145]
[Old Vegas, former American continent]
[Underground bunker]

[Thomas Scott is rushed into the emergency medical bay, severely bruised, without both his legs and his right arm, and with open wounds all over]


(Medic): Hurry up, he doesn't have much time left!


[Thomas Scott is rushed in further; medical staff immediately begin preparing the station for medical analysis and treatment]
[Dr. Ifukube enters the area]


(Medic): Sir, I'm sorry, but you can't be here right now! He needs urgent medical attention and--

(Dr. Ifukube): I want him in the program.

(Medic): S-sir?

(Dr. Ifukube): Leave. I'll attend to him.


[Medical staff leave as Dr. Ifukube sits down beside Thomas Scott on his bed]
[Thomas Scott, barely conscious, can only open his eyes slightly and barely sees or hears Dr. Ifukube]


(Dr. Ifukube): I've been told today's your birthday. Well.... happy birthday. You passed the test.


[Thomas Scott soon falls unconscious as Dr. Ifukube signals his staff to move him into the main hangar]