Colossus By Design: Season 2 - Log 81

[March 20, 2166]
[Unknown island city location]
[Off the Canadian coast]
[Atlantic Ocean]

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Gojira. The terror that stalks the oceans, a reminder of the failure of humanity to curb the tide of their weapons of mass destruction in light of the awakening of massive creatures seeking to tear down the foundations of society bit by bit, piece by piece, until there is nothing left but ruined remains and insects seeking shelter from the slaughter.

The monster, though only as tall as the Blade-class Guardian Sentinel and smaller than the other two units, shows no signs of fear. In fact, she bares her teeth in amusement, finding the three metal contraptions to be a good challenge to test her might.

As the three defense units watch the scaly black beast size them up, Fortress-9 enters a position akin to a boxer, piquing the interest of Gojira.

As the monster inches forward in baby steps, Blade-10 and Artillery-5 slowly move off to the sides, ready to flank the beast at the signal. Despite the other two Guardian Sentinels taking up more advantageous positions, Gojira allows this tactic to slide without giving it any real attention. Indeed, she seems to be fully aware of this common G.S. Fireteam combat strategy, shifting the focus of the target onto a single unit whilst the other two ever so slightly take up flanking positions.

It seems as if the creature would prefer to put itself into a less tactically sound position for the sake of added difficulty, even given her heightened awareness of the situation compared to any ordinary P.E.M.F., naturally evolved or otherwise.


(Fortress-9): [COMMS] Target is slowly approaching, accepting the bait.

(Blade-10): [COMMS] She has greater senses than other P.E.M.F. varieties. No doubt a trait she inherited from her predecessor. She may even be aware of our own conversation over private comms.

(Fortress-9): [COMMS] And yet she's letting herself move into the perfect killzone.

(Artillery-5): [COMMS] Prepare to adapt stratagem based on the evolving situation. Routine as usual. Big guy gets her going, tiring her out whilst I pepper her from afar and the little guy cuts her down in between rounds from us both.

(Fortress-9 & Blade-10): [COMMS] Understood.


The prodigal daughter of the king of the monsters is now one block's length away from Fortress-9; she looks the unit directly in the visual receptors before roaring loudly and charging in. As per the plan, the brawler rushes in as well, throwing a vibrating fist at the oncoming monster. As she effortlessly ducks underneath and attempts to spin around Fortress-9's body, Artillery-5 fires off salvos of its RE-Pulsar Gatling cannon from its gauntlets down range, peppering Gojira in the dorsal plates.

Although she winces a bit from the damage, the spry monster shrugs it off long enough to finish circling around Fortress-9 and grab the Guardian Sentinel by the back of its protective neck collar, using its body as a shield from Artillery-5's fire.

Artillery-5 ceases firing almost as soon as it starts and motions its head towards Blade-10; Blade-10 receives the signal and quickly rushes in from behind, landing two quick slashes of its plasma blades into Gojira's back.

This assault from behind causes her great pain and releases her grip on Fortress-9. The massive unit, upon release, immediately spins around and sends a powerful vibrating fist straight into the left side of the prodigal daughter's jaw, knocking her backwards several city blocks; she maintains her footing, but she's now in the open and off balance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Artillery-5 launches a salvo of SWARMs from its missile battery backpack straight into Gojira's torso; the great beast roars in pain and is left as easy prey for Blade-10.

The nimble Guardian Sentinel rushes past her repeatedly, each time slashing at a different part of her body until small burn scars are all over her. This assault forces the monster to the ground on one knee, whereby Fortress-9 takes charge; acting as the muscle of the group, the brawler unit scoops Gojira into its arms and starts crushing her with a powerful bear hug.

At first, she seems to be completely smothered; after a few nasty crunches are heard from the struggle, something changes.

Gojira's dorsal plates, running from the back of her head down her back and all the way to the end of the tail, begin to glow a bright violet colour, as do her eyes. Despite being crushed in the massive arms of the Fortress-class Guardian Sentinel, the prodigal daughter musters up enough strength to open her mouth; another violet light forms at the back of her throat.

All of a sudden, a bright violet burst of atomic energy comes flying out of her mouth at point blank range into the brawler unit's head; a massive explosion follows the attack. Gojira is now free from Fortress-9's clutches, with the Guardian Sentinel itself falling onto its back; its head is completely destroyed, along with several buildings behind it.

However, the monster doesn't have any time to recuperate and is immediately grabbed by the neck and right arm from behind by Blade-10. With the scaly reptilian giant unable to move, Artillery-5 charges up its weapons and prepares to fire; Gojira closes her eyes after caught between a rock and a hard place.

Right when things seem lost for the young monster, a siren sounds out through the city. The Guardian Sentinels, the buildings, everything within the city itself, and even the scars and bruises on her own body disappear like holograms in an old video game. Gojira herself is now left standing in the middle of a massive arena, wearing a set of strange goggles that look like the compound eyes of an insect, complete with projectors, cameras, and other advanced simulation technology.

In particular, a large tower at the base of a mountain overlooking the arena serves as the centerpiece of the whole area, with a couple Guardian Sentinels positioned off to its sides.


(Dr. Anna Maximoff): [COMMS] Jira, Jira...... that was sloppy and foolish. You could've easily countered their tactics with proper awareness, but instead decided to give them time and space to adapt to the situation, even as you pulled out some unexpected stunts.


Gojira pulls off the goggles from her eyes and looks up to the tower overlooking the arena. She seems to be somewhat confused, not at understanding what was said, but rather at how harsh the berating was over her performance.


(Dr. Anna Maximoff): [COMMS] *sighs* Alright, alright, dust yourself. We'll try again tomorrow. Maybe I'll get your dad in on this next time. Perhaps his presence will motivate you to shape up a bit and take this more seriously.