oops
the ground shook as something crashed down onto the irradiated land.
a massive Gothic vessel logged into the earth, a spherical construct surrounded by four large curved rectangles, giving it an anchor like 'head' with the rest ending in a rigged tail.
a manipulator extended out from it, which propped the thing up with it's tail pointing to the sky, the limb retracted as the machinery housed within reactivated.
the entire construct reformed itself, large support limbs propped the machine off the ground as it's formed continued to change.
it proceeded to lower itself, the preparation finished.
the seed ship then fulfilled it's purpose.
and produced a clone.
clade in black power armour, the shoulders, elbows and knees ending in a curved plate,the limbs covered in air tight, and solid plating, the torso in a segmented shell and the helmet, a blank plate except for the yellow lenses.
all accompanied by blue highlights which consisted of a blue sripe going down the middle of the helm and two parts under near the 'mouth'
separate lines going down the chest,
with the top of the shoulders and the top plate of the arms coloured
the outer plate of the thighs continuing to the knees.
the clone was armed with a rifle, with two separate barrel's creating a 'u' shape.
soon this clone was joined by another and another and another.
the four spread out, engaging in a patrol around the ship, whilst it produced more clone's though these ones where soon joined by clone's clad in white and blue armour, equipped with modular 'box' like device's for one purpose.
construction.
as the ship produced more clone's, the one's in white began building around it.
as the soldiers returned the ship had produced a new clone, one clad in armour that unlike the previous one's had red highlights.
/1/
the massive blast doors parted above him.
the survivor shielded his eyes as he ascended on the platform.
as his vision adjusted he saw around him only ruin.
what plant life he could see was a dirtied sort of green. a complete contrast to the vibrant colours he remembered.
he slowly walked off the platform that lead to the vault and...
his head exploded.
"oops".
"what do you mean 'oops', you just shot that shazbots head of!?".
the two clones had, as per usual, wore identical armour. whoever unlike others, these 'scouts' Also wore cloaks for added stealth combined with the pairs dirt coloured wargear.
"well, he... could have..i don't know, saw us?" the first shrugged.
"either way, we've.A, lost a valuable source of information, or B alerted that entire town down there" the second said.
"skitter, boom. shut up".
the two slowly turned around.
looming over them was another clone with a feminine build, though unlike them her dirtied armour had faintly visible red highlights while skitter and booms armour had blue.
"pack up ladies, we're going down on that town"