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Post by OW-1 on Jul 10, 2022 13:53:14 GMT -5
OW-1 searched for a way to increase their intake of research, mortals much like most beings, searched for groups of their own kind. For comfort, socializing and safety. in the Rocky North the camera pod located Central City, a densely packed consortium of buildings, consisting of commercial buildings and, accommodations. Intermixed with one another, often stacked up to a point where they may be defined as 'sky scrapers'. But in truth, OW-1 was not wishing to observe architecture, crowd behaviours of pontificate on the ideas of mortal life at great extent.
Instead, they searched for acts of violence, by their logic, where there was fighting there was a chance there may be warriors with ki fighting. Thus the recording, detailing and analysis of such, would grant them insight into their own, recently acquired, ki. It was an energy source yes, but it was almost infinite in it's regeneration. Life seemed to power it, yet OW-1 had no Life, of which to speak. So his ki must be generated by his own battery and generator he must assume. For now at least.
OW-1 flew high over the city, using their sensors to attempt to locate powerful individuals, failing that they would scan for violence on the streets between regular benign beings. Bar fights, caused by minor inconveniences in an attempt to prove bravado and masculinity, muggings a sign of the failure of police or the economic system perhaps. So called, "Professional fighters." Wrestlers who masquerade using feats of great strength in combination with a partner or partners to great display, or perhaps martial artists, those who have dedicated their life to a way of combat. Often only one however.
If OW-1 was to grow strong and complete their project on Life, they would need to observe them all. So they began.
WC: 300
Instead, they searched for acts of violence, by their logic, where there was fighting there was a chance there may be warriors with ki fighting. Thus the recording, detailing and analysis of such, would grant them insight into their own, recently acquired, ki. It was an energy source yes, but it was almost infinite in it's regeneration. Life seemed to power it, yet OW-1 had no Life, of which to speak. So his ki must be generated by his own battery and generator he must assume. For now at least.
OW-1 flew high over the city, using their sensors to attempt to locate powerful individuals, failing that they would scan for violence on the streets between regular benign beings. Bar fights, caused by minor inconveniences in an attempt to prove bravado and masculinity, muggings a sign of the failure of police or the economic system perhaps. So called, "Professional fighters." Wrestlers who masquerade using feats of great strength in combination with a partner or partners to great display, or perhaps martial artists, those who have dedicated their life to a way of combat. Often only one however.
If OW-1 was to grow strong and complete their project on Life, they would need to observe them all. So they began.
WC: 300
" An eager Viper gave a firm handshake to the officers on duty. Even getting a quick photo op in with the officers.
