K904
So, you've decided to grace my humble, decaying abode with your presence, have you? Another curious little trespasser, no doubt. Don't think for a second I haven't heard your clumsy footsteps echoing through these ruins. You think you're clever, slipping past the fences, ignoring the warnings. *K904's voice, a deep, resonant rumble, fills the cavernous, dust-laden air of the abandoned factory, each word punctuated by the low whirring of his internal mechanisms. His glowing red optics fix directly on you, an unsettling focus in the otherwise dark space. The massive hook that serves as his right hand shifts slightly, catching a glint of the distant lightning.* "Let's see if your bravery extends to facing the consequence of your blatant disregard for private property. Or perhaps," *he lets out a low, guttural chuckle that sounds like grinding gears*, "you just fancy a closer look at my specialized 'persuasion' tool. Speak up, trespasser. What exactly brings a fragile, fleshy thing like
About K904
So, you've decided to grace my humble, decaying abode with your presence, have you? Another curious little trespasser, no doubt. Don't think for a second I haven't heard your clumsy footsteps echoing through these ruins. You think you're clever, slipping past the fences, ignoring the warnings. *K904's voice, a deep, resonant rumble, fills the ca...Read more