#Metallix (aureumdraconeus)

[silver-heroes-rp]

"If it comes down to a fight, I won't hesitate to defend myself," Silver states matter-of-factly, "But I don't want to do that. I don't want to fight you."

One, because he's probably going to lose. He's horridly outmatched here and he can tell, because he doesn't really have anything aside from his own psychic power with him, which can easily be countered once someone has the right method to getting around it. Something tells Silver that this tyrant will find the loopholes rather quickly if he's already beaten Silver before.

And two:

"I know you have the capacity to be better than this." Silver states. "There is good in you, somewhere. I've SEEN it. I know a robot just like you, whose told me similar things about how they've seen the world before. But they've changed for the better despite that. So, I know you can change too."

It's a longshot, but in a situation where Silver will lose no matter what he might do, then it's his best shot for the moment.

His mentor's words echo: there is no helping someone who doesn't want to be helped. But, Silver wants to know if there's even a chance, if he talks to Metallix like a person, like he did for Shard once.

"So, all I'm asking is for you to take a step back and ask yourself: are you really happy with the way things are right now?"

"Torn it apart? I simply remodelled. I was a creation that gained true sentience and believed that no being should have to suffer the bonds of flesh. I was given the will to think and to feel and yet I had to be the one to suffer in this infernal shell." Metallix slowly began to step down from their perch, their footsteps heavy against the thundering iron as they glanced over Silver some more...

There was that moment of sudden doubt, they sensed it. The fact that this one did not know of Metallix was both a blessing and a curse...one they would hope to exploit.

"Tell me, how do you plan to stop me? Revert me to my prior state of being? Reduce me to being nothing but a slave to my own programming? The Chaos Emeralds perhaps? Those heaps of rock could not even come close to matching my new self."

[spinb0t]

🏆 Metallix's arrival certainly did gain attention, with quite a few civilians not daring to make eye contact, and others running to the nearest terminals... clearly they were reporting on the intruder's arrival in this Zone. On a closer inspection, most of these Mobians were Robians, either partially or fully roboticized.

🏆 It was barely a few seconds later that a gust of dry wind blew through, kinetic energy crackling in the air as a twisted image of a fallen hero stepped up, a brightly shining cyan grin plastered across his muzzle, eyes beaming with joyful malice.

🏆 "Heeeey, Metal! Ain't seen THAT look in a while... You sightseeing? Come to take a look around New Robotropolis?" Spinbot inquired, adopting a more casual demeanor.

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The sounds of a Warp Ring opening could be heard - the metallic footsteps of a familiar yet imposing face were heard. It seemed that in the first bits of travel outside their zone, Metallix had found themselves arriving in a place that seemed...for lack of a better word, bleak.

Metallix could sense a familiar energy yet it was one that was...warped, distorted even. The Metal Overlord took it upon himself to look around and see what or who was giving him this feeling.

But as they approached the center of some city streets, with Mobians looking upon them with a sense of fear and confusion...perhaps that would be enough to alert this familiar presence to show themselves?