the prosthetic, checking out the hangars first. The rounded buildings were heavily damaged, some of them having big gaps and holes in the ceiling where large rocks and logs had punched through. They were empty except for the last one that had a dusty tarp over a huge vehicle. He peeked under the tarp and saw what looked like a military tank with a weird weapon. Instead of a barrel you’d expect to see bullets fly from, the inside looked more like a fancy boombox speaker.
empty docks and several buildings on the flat platform, the center one looking much like a factory. There was a kind of round tower in the center, with windows and catwalks along the outside. The tower extended down through the docks, where Orion could see a cylindrical device jutting out through the bottom. That was probably the mining canon. The whole look gave the impression of a spark plug that someone hammered into a plank of wood.
roiling dust cloud filled with dark shapes. The cloud took up much of that sector of the crater, and flashes of lightning crackled throughout the cloud. Near the end of the bridge to his left side he could see a dark carpet of foliage, like a tangle of massive brambles. That might be a good place to farm materials but the trees, what he assumed were trees, looked about as healthy as the skeletal hand plants in the Sea of Souls.
stuck them in. He’d been able to catch three and they milled about unconcernedly in their wooden prison. Orion snatched one up quickly and stabbed the blade into the ratillac’s side, pushing through tough flesh and sinew. The ratillac squealed with panic and Orion dropped it and stood quickly.
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and scavenge robots. His little lean-to got upgraded to a shed, and he was able to use Ratillac pelts to make a decent bedroll. He moved his chest inside, needing to add more for all his supplies. Improving his mining trade earned Orion more materials from breaking down the rocks and robots. From the boulders he started to get Orgite, a steel-like ore that could be used to improve and forge new equipment. From the robots he started to gather ‘Machine Parts’. Between the Orgite and the Machine Parts he was able to upgrade his little workbench with a small forge attachment. His list of craftable items nearly doubled.
didn’t sit well. It hadn’t rained since Orion had woken up here, which made sense given the dry, cracked soil surrounding the compound.
last look around before turning back to make breakfast.