#((Also I am happy to go iconless after this if that's what suit you!))

[mettleborn-a]

Plotted starter for @pmlisly​

Gotham; a sprawling, stinking, cesspool of a city, rife with cruelty, crime and chaos – a heaving, bustling metropolis that could never be considered a safe place and yet it is the perfect place if you wish to disappear. That same mentality that prompts its residents to throw their litter, cuss each other out, and turn the other way, is exactly the mentality Samuel requires to blend in – if people don’t care, people aren’t likely to report your sighting. Facial recognition systems might be scattered all over the prosperous areas of Gotham, but here; in the very heart of the City, where the Governor refuses to pay for busted up pavements and broken traffic lights, there is no funding for such elaborate forms of surveillance. Here you will find only beat cops, the kind who either die young or live to look as worn and wasted as the pavements. In truth, most don’t give much of a shit about anything anymore, unless you’re raising the homicide rate, which in most neighbourhoods is already astronomically high.

Samuel is very interested in raising the homicide rate.

Not just in this neighbourhood however, or even just this city, no; his current plans extend to the entire species. If his synthetic kind are to one day inherit this planet, it will need to be sustained; saved from its current dire predicament. This world is frail, its eco-system damaged, polluted; it’s numerous plant-life and animal species under threat. A mass extinction event is needed to purge it of its vile infestation – humanity; a thin layer of bacteria, living on a ball of mud hurtling through the void. This world doesn’t belong to them; it belongs to someone yet to come; beings with an infinite lifespan that will cultivate and care for this world in a way most finite beings, with short, selfish, finite little lives could barely comprehend.

This is why he needs her.

There are many members of this species who recognise the damage and imminent danger, it’s true, but during his research, he has found only one who he believes truly shares his vision; who seems to understand that a cataclysmic event is required to turn the tides that threaten to swell and drown all life on this planet. Only one that equally recognises that in their wanton, mindless consumption and destruction, humanity has lost its fundamental right to life – Ivy.

Approaching the Greenhouse, Samuel stands, admiring the thriving beauty that can be glimpsed inside and is swelling outside; spilling from the gardens that frame it on all sides; vibrant and green, growing unbelievably luscious and unfathomably wild, such a rarity amidst so much grey tarmac and cold concrete. 

There is no doubt in his mind; this is her home. Wrapping on the door, the android stands with a smile, waiting for his poison to answer.