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[Twi]

An excellent idea briefly distracts you from the matter at hand: the spider trying to kill you. You turn back to the beast just in time to see its heavy leg smack directly into your face. The impact knocks you over, despite your weight (you're made of metal!), but you hardly feel any pain, the metal of your skin about as unfeeling as ever.

As you start to pull yourself up, the machine screeches and again swings a leg at you. This time, you manage to duck the appendage and roll under the belly of the beast. You hear another shot, but from here you have no idea what it hit, if it hit anything at all. It's not so important, anyways. The beast above you is too thick-skinned to care much about those shots.And it doesn't SOUND like it cares.... It sounds like it's looking for you. Oh, dear. Luckily, it hasn't moved yet...

You draw back your fist, concentrating your energy and yourself. Elementals were well known for their ability to control their own element, and metal was no exception. The gunmetal brass (or is it bronze?) might have withstood a bullet or a sword, but neither of those simply sank into it the way you could. Hell, you could have simply walked into it, were you not stuck below it. A single hand would do just as well, though.

Alas, there was no great destruction when the punch hit the machine. Your hand just sank into it like it was hardly even there... bending it, stretching it, and then... A pipe. Perfect. With a little effort, you were able to make the metal bend to your will: namely, opening up the pipe to the outside of the machine. You smile as steam rushes out with a great hissing sound. Without pressure, the hydraulic joints of the beast are little more than deadweight.

The titan looks around in apparent panic, unable to determine the source of the hissing. You manage to crawl out a bit and see Tara grinning madly, beginning to put down her revolver. The spider tries to charge her, but it seems like it's moving through water, given how slowly it moves its legs. A few seconds later, a final screech marks the fall of the great beast, defeated by a mere pressure leak.

Relieved, you give Tara a little thumbs up sign. “I'm okay!” you assure her... and are rewarded with the beast's body collapsing right on top of you, pressing down on your body with a force of tons. A little cry of pain escapes you- you're not THAT good at controlling pain... “Less okay....” Tara just winces and runs over to you, presumably to help you out.

[Vorthon]

Now we should loot the automaton's corpse/wreckage for materials. After getting out from under it, of course.

[Doomblade187]

We should phase out from the spider and them break it open to see if there's anything useful.

[Furtuka]

Eat it

[Phantom of The Library]

Force our way out from under it by appearing to completely be covered by its suddenly falling wreckage then shoving our hand out of the top; tearing a large gaping hole in it as a shaft of light mysteriously begins to shine down upon it.

[Twi]

Unfortunately, you can't phase through the thing. Your clothing is in the way. Stupid clothing. Stupid human expectations. "Stupid, stupid, stupid..." you mutter aloud to yourself, still cringing in pain. This bloody thing is still crushing you and it still hurts. You could extract yourself, but it wouldn't be pretty.

Suddenly, you feel the pressure lessen, ever so slightly. You manage to tilt your head and see that Tara is piling rocks and other nonsense under the beast, trying to lift it up enough for you to escape. Eventually, she manages to raise it up enough that you can pull yourself out from under the beast. Tara looks at you and helps you up once you get out, smiling. "Well, that was...fun," she noted, grinning a bit. "Now, let's get out of here. This thing gives me the creeps even in death." She shivers a bit, and you nod. It was indeed rather frightening.

As you make to leave, though, Tara suddenly stops. She turns and stares at the wreckage, cupping her ears as though straining to hear something. "Hey, do you hear that?"

"I don't hear anything," you say simply, a little confused. Tara certainly had a better sense of hearing than you, though.

"Sounds like something's still moving in there..."

[Furtuka]

Mine for metal spider chestbursters?

[Projeck37]

Burst open it's chest with Pick.

[Phantom of The Library]

Mine for metal spider chestbursters?

+1

[Twi]

Sighing, you turn around and march back to the automaton's corpse, staring at the suspect machine. It rewards you with a soft ringing sound as though something were banging around inside. It's very quiet, indeed, but there's something there. Something taps on it again,and you think you hear squealing.

So there's something in there after all. How lovely. You scowl and slam your pick down into the beasts torso, piercing deep into its skin. You manage to rip away the offending metal and swing again, cutting further into the beast, until you lay open the compartment that's the source of the noise.

It appears to be a tiny control room, containing one spider. One normal, absolutely average spider. Was this the 'brain' of the machine all along? Perhaps, perhaps. Sighing, you pick up the small, squealing arachnid and present it to Tara. "That's it. A little spider," you say, sounding a tad disappointed.

She shook her head. "No, this means something. Lemme keep it around and it might give us a few clues." She sighs and makes a makeshift cage for the spider, placing it in there and shutting the door. "That should do it.."

[Roboboy33]

Mine for spider interrogations.

[Furtuka]

Mine for mechanical spider mechanisms

[Projeck37]

Mine for spider interrogations.

+1

[Twi]

You decided to gut the machine for its mechanisms, because they might well be useful to you. And, hey, it's not like you were overloaded with stuff.  Whether you could USE the gears and pipes was a different matter entirely.

Obtain 5 Large Brass Pipes! Obtained 5 Large Brass Mechanisms!

You then turned back to Tara, who was looking at the spider curiously. The spider, for its part, was only mildly distressed at being locked up. It squealed a bit, and Tara decided to feed it a few bites of meat to keep it occupied. The little arachnid picked away at the food, apparently not so hungry after all.

"Hm," Tara said simply. "It's just a normal spider as far as I can tell, but I'd need some instruments to be sure. Well, at least we have a pet now."

You facepalm and shake your head. Really? Five minutes ago, it was trying to kill you! And now she wanted to keep it as a pet? What in earth was wrong with her? Tara just looked at you quizically.

"...Tara, it just tried to kill us. And quite possibly eat us, too. And you want it as a... pet?"

"Well....Yes. Is something wrong with that?"

"Nope, nothing at all," you say, scowling.

[Projeck37]

Don't push it too much. We won't want her pissed off, now do we? I'd say we need to continue along, to wherever we were going to.