Time: 18:40. Date: 28.16.12]
[Name: Adam Cross]
[Age: 56]
[Race: Ex-Human (Tén) [+]]
[Status:
-Stess: 53% [+]
-Lifetime: 4.563.546h [+]
-Organisation 6,621% ]
[Stats:
- STR: 36
- DEX: 54
- AGI: 21
- CON: 67
- INT: 28
- WIS : 18
- CHA: 13
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Much happened in the Two and a bit more the half years since Adam found Fiber. Suddenly he could make cloth, enhanceing carrying capacity, clothing and even his Technology. With a bit of creativity he could even make ropes. Transforming everything around him. Gone where most of his previous setups.
Replaceed by ones made out of Metal, Precise ceramic and Rope and Gears.
A Hammering construction makeing a continuous Clank every 24 seconds. Crushing stone and Slack in to Dust. and being carried the smaller particles to a pond to gather. A simpel Pump, filtering and moving Water up to a room, with the help of a weight. Gone the primitive setup of Claypots to carry up water.
On the side was a Cart, with steely springs and round weals on it's side. Inside of the cart was Gold. Carried over a month to this place. Still gleaming in the light of a self made lightbulb that was powerd by a crude battery.
All around the small compound where ugly skulptur where placed. Depicting a sticklike person doing things, being sitting, standing, running, climbing or hammering. One could imagen primitive cavepaimting chiseled into three dimensions.
But at this moment everything was calm. Not even Dust storms plagueing this compound like it was usually in the last month's.
There was sitting Adam on the roof of his Laboratory, where Adam usually played around with all sort of minerals and liquids he found. Though at the moment Adam just sat still and looked into the Sky. His Beard and Hair was rough but not Wild. He looked nothing like some Years ago. He had Pants and a Shirt that where a pale gray. His Hair was put into a singel bulb tighten by sting.
Though his situation was better then ever here. He felt a crippling lonlyes. He just sat there and looked at the Sky. Glancing between the clock on his panel and the Sky. In his hands was a bottle of funny tasteing water with a hint of salt. Yes Adam managed to create a bottle from his old life made out of clay. He was wishing very hard for alcohol at this moment.
At the moment Adam let his Deep in depression out. Adam was going crazy over the Years but his body keeped calm. Everything he did seemed to be meaningles. He noticeed that his body didn't really age anymore. Even scars just faded away after the years leaving prestige skin. More and more he seam to hear a melody in the weak winds. Alien but familiar at the same time. Was it his voice that made the music of the winds.
He saw Faces in rocks that seam to watch him and even the Skeleton he just finished a month ago seam to move since he gave it Nylon/glue muscles. But Adam only gave them no heat. Hell would not brake him under any circumstances. He was stubborn like that. He would stop singing with the wind wehn he noticeed he was singing alone, he would give the faces no acknowledgement and when he noticed that the skeleton moves with out him looking at it, he put it back into the same position as befor.
He thought about the time Adam got his by a Asteroid a year ago. The wounds causeing his Stress to increase and seeing how the body beeing put together while in the worst physical pain showed him, that even if tryed to off himself would fail. His mind wasn't in his body anymore. How he knew? Well he still thought without a Head. The whole ordeal takeing away over a 100 hours of Lifetime in the end.
Still it sucked to be crashed by an asteroid. He was currently on experimenting to create a energy shild, but lacking in Power. And rediscovering Batterys was a hard task. the current was just stong enough to power a gas filled lightbulb or galvanize some of his Tools with copperion acidic water. It took forever.
Adam sight at remembering it and and took a swig of the stromg mineralsed water. Letting out the metal anguish he allowed himself to wollow in. Why couldn't he be spirited away somewhere else? Did Adam deserve to be in Hell? He hed believed that it would not unreasonable. Yes Adam had took lifes in his past. Many many lives. But Adam was not a senseless murder, no he was taking lifes because he was a soilder. To protect others. Wasn't that acceptable? Then why was he alone here? There where a lot of people that had sinned more then himself, in his point of view. But in all his the travels here Adam found not a single other soul.
Sure Adam had heard a roar in the distance but that could have been a Vulcanic eruption or a big astroid impacting the other side of the Planet. Hell didn't had Demons for him to kill. He even Prepared a Silver galvanised Sword that he, Adam Trained with from now and then.
It was long and took Adam a month of refining and working on. With three that ended in failing. The only thing that stopped Adam in not preparing was the feeling of being watched. At first he didn't Noticed but after his Wisdom rose he noticed it from now and then. Something watched him from time to time. But what ever it was he didn't let it noticed that he had began to notice. He just kept the blade sharp.
Adam focused on the Stars in front of him. The time was about to switch over to a new Year. "May something changed in the new Year" Adam whished while he saw a glowing hot Astroid entered the thin atmosphere and streacked across the sky, as the time ticked over to a new year on Adams Interface. What adam not knew was that his wish was about to get granded.