lithuse
2nd August 2007, 09:36 AM
As the collected screams of the thousands of victims in the tower cry out for vengeance. An answering echo is repeated in the dark labs of Lithuse's quarters. After giving the tower countless hidden passages, mobile rooms, and death traps galore, He tries to incorporate it's defenses and offenses into a collective whole. The result is a highly lethal sentience of childish playfulness and sense of humor, which does not necessarily understand death.
[Welcome]
"Good boy Tower, Now what do we say to the nice people living here at the tower?"
[Target Aquired]
"No no no no, Tower. We say-
[Target locked]
"Eh, good enough, Well work on you poeple skills later."
Whispers "Ladies and gentle men, Now would be a good time to run."
[Welcome]
"Good boy Tower, Now what do we say to the nice people living here at the tower?"
[Target Aquired]
"No no no no, Tower. We say-
[Target locked]
"Eh, good enough, Well work on you poeple skills later."
Whispers "Ladies and gentle men, Now would be a good time to run."