OOC: I dont really know what that title has to do with anything...but cool.
Bleepity bleepity A stereotypical looking robot ran into shino and dropped onto the ground, its metal body making heavy contactw ith the metal ground.
Hey, stupid robot, watch out. Shino bent over and heaved the robot to its feet. This task wasnt something easy, 600 pounds of pure metal wasnt something to joke around with. He looked around as he set the robot to its feet, and saw a few men in black suits run towards him.Oh no. NO! i didnt do this! HE RAN INTO ME! The two men pulled out cellphones, and nodded their heads in unison. Shit.... Shino didnt run, he knew that if he ran he would have all of metropazia on his tail. So instead of just sat there, trying to think of a way to talk his way out of this.
Sir. We need to speak with you. Shino didnt answer, maybe if he didnt talk, they would go away. Sir. if you dont respond... FINE! Look, i di- No, turn around for us.
Shino was thinking about one thing, the cuffs. He knew he was going to get some handcuffs thrown on him, it was the only thing they'd want with his back. But no hand cuffs came, and a heavy hand spun him around. You had a "Kick me" sign on your back sir.
Stupid punks...
(Ill finish this later. but i gotta do something else.)
Shino had been cleansed of his embarassment and he was ready for walking again. The same robot walked by him, and shino gave him an evil glare, making sure that the emotionless concoction of metal knew he was pissed. Regardless of his run in, this massive city blew him away; the sheer size and resources put into the 50/50 splti between metal and flesh. For every robot, there was a human, it was a law recently put in by the council of Metropazia; supposedly it was supposed to create a balance between Consumption and Production. Most people saw it as the forming of a revolution, the beginning stages of a complete takeover.
Shino shrugged, he wasnt going to be in here for long. Shino was just running some errands, and checking out this technological masterpiece. Left and right were metal contraptions, to his left was an intricate machine just for handing out tickets, and another one less then 10 yards away was for shoe shining.
This patchwork of metal made streets that led into the heart of metropazia, exactly where shino was headed.