>>6113320Rogue waves of waste rock the catwalk as something <span class="mu-i">MASSIVE</span> rises from the sea of sludge like some kind of sewer-delving submarine! Shielding your eyes from the murky mist produced by the emerging object, you only dare to look once the shaking catwalk slows to a gentle sway…
When you remove your hands from your face, you find yourself staring into two rows of colossal red eyes–each one glowing with the heat and strength of a boiler and big enough to fit you inside if you crouched!
What. The Hell. Is that.
“It’s some kind of <span class="mu-b">CONSTRUCT!</span>” Exclaims Tzah-Tzie with a mixture of excitement and utter terror in her voice! “And it’s HUGE!”
“Brilliant assessment.” Remarks Oti as he returns the colossal construct’s stare with a venomous one of his own, “Care to shed any light on what its function is?”
“If I had to guess,” The Spinner speculates as the giant watches you with menacing passivity, “I’d say it keeps this area running?”
Before you can inquire further, the robot trains its eyes on you and leans closer to the catwalk producing an ear-ringing metallic groan and another wave of refuse! Though you can’t locate a mouth or speaker on it, your entire face rattles when a synthesized series of… <span class="mu-i">words</span>? Boom from within the colossus’ body!
Did anyone get that? Both companions shake their heads. Thinking back to what Morook said about you being able to understand languages, you can only reason that either something’s wrong with the bot… or it’s not really speaking.
Or you have no idea what the hell is going on. That’s been a pretty popular conclusion lately. As the sewer servitor repeats its ‘<span class="mu-i">words</span>’ even louder, you feel the room heat up as even more steam blasts out of the pipes above… and something huge bursts out of the filth and rockets towards you!
>Roll 1d100-6 (+3 Spinner’s Song, -2 Dark, -4 STENCH, -3 BIG GUY) to avoid whatever’s happening! Best of 3! 