《Machinarium》Chapter 9: [Slaughter]
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'The bow is extremely weak. Probably couldnt even penetrate a wolves hide.'
[No, It couldn't penetrate a wolves hide. The best your bowshot construct can be used for is slowing down the enemy.]
'Might as well change the bowshot to a melee construct. Atleast then it would be able to kill things.'
'ISAP, open the upgrade screen on the bowshot!'
The blue screen opens once again, displaying the bowshot.
'Alright'.
I detach the bow from the bowshot and add two of the retracting blades, One on each arm.
[Warning, too many parts for core to handle. Upgrade core of the construct, or remove on part.]
'Fuck. I forgot that it has a part limit.'
'ISAP, how do I get a better core for my constructs?'
[At level 4 you get a better core that can be used for either more weapons/parts, or stronger limbs.]
'Ugh, Alright then.'
The blade on the construct's left arm detaches and disappears.
'ISAP, name this new construct "Scout"'
[Construct named to "Scout", Adding to construct creation screen.]
The construct's arm begins to shake and fall apart, as the ground around it crawls up its leg and turns into a new arm with the retracting blade on it.
'Well, It's not like I have anything in here, so I wont have to have a guard here anyway. Follow me, Scout.'
"Yes leader." The bladed scout construct replies.
"Hey Bula, Do you hate your clan?'
"Well, Obviously. They kicked me out for no reason!" Bula said
"Well then you obviously don't care if I desecrate the clan, right?"
"Of course I dont! Do you know how savage those idiots are?" Bula said angrily
I begin rolling out of the cave again and down the only path there is.
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'Ugh, ISAP, is it possible for me to get an actual body? Rolling like this is horrible!'
[You could attach yourself to a construct in place of their core or head. But this is a bad idea.]
'Of course it is. Ugh'
'AAH, How am I going to find Bula's clan? Why did I say I would kill them all? I can barely defend against wolves! Let alone 10 orcs! What am I going to do?'
'Yes! That's it! I need to level up so I can have another construct!'
We backtrack to where i found that giant cannibal rabbit and hide in the bushes.
The same sight as last time, except with a few more cannibal rabbits.
We wait in the bushes for a few hours, and the normal rabbits crawl into some holes.
The cannibal rabbits start to fight eachother, clawing and biting eachothers skin off.
'Go, Kill them!'
The two constructs extend their blades and run after the cannibal rabbits, who stop infighting and start to run towards the constructs.
One cannibal rabbit latches onto the scout construct and wont come off.
The constructs slice the rabbit's heads off with their blade, but their bodies are still moving.
After a few moments, blood erupts from their neck and they fall over, twitching.
One of the constructs pulls the rabbit off of him and slams it against the ground until its a pile of goo.
[Congratulations, you have leveled up! Construct capacity raised by 1!]
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