Colossus By Design: Entry 0017 - Friend or Foe

[September 3, 2145]
[Russian origin continent]
[Shore along the Bering Sea]

[Two scrappy-clothed scavenger bots comb along the shores through the thick fog, searching for refuse to re-appropriate]


(CAB0053): Anything?

(TCK3R): No, just more beached food scraps and netting.

(CAB0053): How about now?

(TCK3R): No.

(CAB0053): How about--

(TCK3R): No! Now shut up and keep searching. There's bound to be at least a small wreck or something--


[TCK3R looks up, seeing an enormous beached shape through the fog]


(CAB0053): Hey, that's pretty big.

(TCK3R): I think we just hit the jackpot! Must be one of those beached freighters or something! Get the tools!

(CAB0053): Okay!

(TCK3R): Throw them to me!

(CAB0053): Okay!


[CAB0053 throws the tools at TCK3R, knocking him over]


(TCK3R): OW! I said throw them TO me, not AT me!

(CAB0053): Not my fault! The fog did it!

(TCK3R): Whatever. Let's just get to work on this wreckage and--


[Scavenger bots stop in front of the object, looking at at what was not a sea-vessel wreckage, but a beached dead P.E.M.F.]

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[Date Sighted]: September 3, 2145
[Location]: Russian origin continent, shores along the Bering Sea

[Height]: 50 meters
[Length]: 115 meters
[Weight]: 40,000 tons

[Appearance]: Four stocky insectoid legs sprawling to the sides; large rounded body covered in rocky-spiked armor plating; short stout head covered with armor plating with two armored mandibles instead of a bottom jaw

[Abilities]: N/A

[Codename]: "Rock-Skin Anomaly"

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[September 4, 2145]
[Moscow, Russian origin continent]
[Office of Military Defense]


(President Dmitri Kalashnikov): So.... another of the creatures has washed up on our shores.

(Military Officer): That is correct, sir.

(President Kalashnikov): And you're SURE no one reported a confirmed P.E.M.F. kill?

(Military Officer): Yes. The animal was found dead along the shores of the Bering Sea by two scavengers. Here are the photos of it.


[Military officer pulls out two photographs of the deceased P.E.M.F. from different angles]


(President Kalashnikov): Has the cause of death been identified?

(Military Officer): We believe so. There is a large gash along the creature's back, and it appears to also be a seared wound. When we found the animal, the wound was still emitting heat, despite having been through cold seawater for what we estimate to be at least a few days.

(President Kalashnikov): And the cauterized wound. Any identification as to the source?

(Military Officer): We've found that the cauterization is similar in nature to some of our plasma-based weaponry, though of much higher magnitude and temperature than anything we've created.

(President Kalashnikov): I see.... so, it attacks both Warmongers and P.E.M.F.s......

(Military Officer): Sir?

(President Kalashnikov): Excuse me, but I have a few calls to make.

(Military Officer): Of course, sir.

(President Kalashnikov): Oh, and I'd like to request her transfer to the program.

(Military Officer): Yes, sir.