Life was going on as usual in the City of Cogs and Gears. Steam rose from the thick metal columns of factories afar, while the lively whirr and thudding of machinery echoed in the streets of the metropolis. Robots of all shapes and sizes hurried along with nobodies while a young boy zipped through the crowd on a dashing new hoverboard. Unfortunately, it didnât look like the child had completely mastered the device and this inexperience, added to the growing panic that he was feeling, made for crash and burn gliding. Random shrieks and exclamations filled the air as the child rushed his way to a large, imposing building off a few ways from the City Hall⊠The Museum Nova.
The boy caught up to his mother and little sister, and together they walked in from the grandiose entrance to the wide entrance hall where sunlight streamed in from the narrow glass ceiling. It was considerably quieter inside the museum compared to the outside but there was still a subtle hum of in the air from the various devices on display. This place was a cornucopia of all technological innovation that has been, was and will be created in the City of Cogs and Gears, although the architecture of the building was of the stone and marble combination which had been so famous some centuries back.
The three strolled through the first exhibit area until something caught the boyâs eye. He detached himself from his mother and sister, the latter of which was inspecting an Old Age hologram, and headed for the giant mech on the other side of the room.
âHuh, it looks weird,â The boy muttered to himself as he approached the Old Age robot, which was, as expected, more like a grotesque mass of metal welded together with a glass dome set over the top area. He put down his hoverboard against the railing and was about to climb over the bars when he realized that there was a soldier sitting behind the synth model.
âOh snap snap snap. I wasnât doing anythinâ, officer! Nothing at all!â The child squeaked and skidded back from the railing as if the metal burned him. The man didnât even stir. On closer inspection, the nobody, wearing the dark green uniform of the low-ranking officers in the army, had his arms crossed over his chest and his beret slung down his face. Was he sleeping? Wasnât he supposed to guard the displays from troublemakers?
Ah, whatever.
The boy took the opportunity and jumped over the bars, landing on the soft soil around the square plot of stone where the synth stood. Cackling to himself, he reached over andâŠ
WHIRRRRRRFrom the other side of the room, the boyâs mother was trying to prevent her daughter from destroying a bust and was yet to notice her sonâs disappearance. Nor did she notice how one of the biggest pieces in the room, a five-meter tall Old Age robot, suddenly spurred to life with blue light inking out from its core.
âSnap snap snap, what do I do!?â The boy whined as he backed against the railing, âI just pressed one of the weird disc things on its knee and then suddenlyâŠ!â He was totally in for it now!
âAaaaaah, whatâs that sound?â The child glanced towards the voice and saw that the sleeping soldier from earlier was now awake and stretching his arms. The nobody flicked his beret up and whipped his head around before finally zoning in on the robot and the desperate boy, and he blinked for a couple of seconds before getting up. âOh hey, you activated it,â He casually said and slung a leg over the railing while peering up at the glowing synth. Without explaining much about anything, the soldier walked around it and fiddled with something, and the blue lights pulsing all throughout the synth suddenly died as it grew quiet once more.
âHowâd you do that?â The boy gaped as Est reappeared and helped him down from the perch, âoh and sorry for the trouble, mister.â
The taller nobody shrugged and then gestured at the robot, âWell, I run shifts here a lot and I kinda noticed that the Old Civilization used a lot of sensory technology thingies, yâknow? So I thought you mightâve touched it, and to turn it off I just had to override the control⊠thing. Itâs hard to explain. Just donât go poking the displays again okay kid?â While he was explaining, Est was gesturing and making strange circles in the air with his left hand, which the kid noticed but didnât comment on. âYeah and one more thing, is that a BlitzBoard ver.03?â This time, the soldier pointed to the hoverboard under the boyâs arm. The boy handed the device over and listened as the young man inspected it, âHmm. Kinda laggy right? Slow start-up, fluctuating control? Try installing an upgraded core chip and repositioning the thrusters. Donât buy those fancy new core boosters, itâs all just a load of crap. If you want to achieve better speed, youâre better off buying glass layers and anti-friction bolts.â
âHuh, you know a lot about these things. Why are you in the army?â The kid grinned as Est returned his item, and he responded with a shrug.
âYeah I donât know either, kid! Man, if there's one thing I know, it's that Iâm sleepy⊠Those humans better get here soon,â The soldier yawned, waved goodbye at the child as he ran off, and retreated back to his seat. Time to go back for another afternoon nap...
Breeze should be around here somewhere. Wonder what she's doing right now?