-he sat there- slightly confused and looked at him- he wasn’t marked- well he was marked on his back- giant scars cut into the “mark of the maker” but he was sure he wouldn’t strip him-

-he looked at dustin- and smiled awkwardly-
“h-human-“ he looked around like he was embarrassed-“i’d hope anyways” -he took a step back…he thought his outer coat looked real- it was silicone but from what he studied it looked and feelers just like skin-

-he shifted slightly…he hasn’t actually seen a human before- well a wild one anyways…he wondered how they worked-

-he looked at dustin and then the spider- “well- i didn’t hold them at gun point that’s for sure-“ -he smiles- his voice seemed off…but he slowly bent down and picked the spider and his tolls up-

-he smiles a little- “that’s a bit rude-“

-armstrong didn’t flinch, he let out a small huff of smoke and looked at him…his eyes seemed off- he looked like he you were wasting his time. the light caught the metal of his arms and hands..his metal prosthetic made a small noise as he put his bag down-

-armstrong didn’t seem to hear. he took another hit of his cigarette before packing his things up and picking up the spider-

-he looked at the spider…the spider didn’t seem to attack the man- it looked happy that he was there. the man picked the spider up and began working… taking out the bullets and doing what he could. before long he stood up put the spider down on a towel after wrapping it in a blanket… he light a cigarette and stood off to the side and looked at the sky…he hated it outside…he hated the thought of being in the open even if no one would hurt him i. this state-

(he has a scar running from above his eyebrow to just under his lip on his right side- as well as a hello kitty bandaid on his cheek. he was wearing a trench coat- and with the set of tools he had it was obvious he was a mechanic- or an engineer-

-in the morning, just as the sun rose snow began to fall and you heard the voice of a man curse slightly- armstrong had a bag of tolls and was looking at the spider

oOoO he just called his dad on yoouuu- he’s in his human form btw- so he can go outside and human won’t kill him but the machines won’t either. he’s dressed in nice, but warm cloths

-the spider kinda…slowly crawled? he had the power to get back to the factory in time..he just had to rest for tonight…until then he sent out a lil ping to armstrong…hoping he’d come find him…-

-the spider ran back slowly- stumbling-

(ayo- what if he follows the spider and brings armstrong back without knowing he’s the big dude-

Oh- and you can call mr.arms- well mr.arms or like- armstrong)

OooHhH- he’s gonna tell his dad on yooouuuuu-

-the spider let go and kinda scrambled to the side shaking its head back and forth before kinda- hissing and him and running back to the factory-

(making happy little “ehehehehehe” noises)

-the spider took his chance and pounced, grabbing him and dragging him through the snow to “no mans land” basically a battle field of human and robot parts sprinkled around craters and tanks sunken into the ground. the spider didn’t waste town. spiders were fast and strong- having as many as 8-20 legs with either mechanical hands or spikes-

OoOoo- aight-)

-a mechanical monster- imma call them spiders- crawled through the snow- low to the ground, and watched dustin..trying to decider if he was AI or human..he’d have to drag at least 1 human back to get the repairs he wanted-

how do you wanna start???- like i dunno ;-;)))