Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31304979-20161224055955/@comment-31304979-20161225005152

He watched trough slitted eyes as the employees installed more and more of him into place. They would sometimes remove plates of metal off him and take them to other rooms, and return sometime later and weld it back on. Hours later, they left him there, turning off the lights as they left. He didn't understand why they left, or why they left him there. He watched them leave, and after the last door was closed, he got to his feet. As his clawed paw touched the ground, he realized he was incomplete. His leg was pure endoskeleton, his paw only half finished. He looked down at his chest, and only his oval patch of blue was in place. His tal made metallic screeches as he took steps forward, dragging across the floor.