Rabid Demolition (Open for Sinners only)

Wandering slowly, a cloaked figure stood upon one of the many stone lily pads of the second level of hell. The figure's face hooded and covered by a face mask. Media stood silently in its new cloak, as it admired its fine work, as the machine closed its hand to test the strength of the gloves. All the while, Media looked across the horizon, as its numerous sensors scoured the area around the machine, not letting a single thing out of its sight. The sensors dissecting light rays, temperature, at the same using a form of echolocation, and many more ways of keeping itself safe.

Standing at a height of five feet and six inches, Media watched the waves crash against the stone lily, as it waited for something to come into detection. The robot in human skin having decided to take a break from experimenting, to field test its new equipment. Its spiritual energy suppressed at the moment. At the same time, as the maniacal machine took a step no sound was created, no scent drifted in the air from Media, besides for Media's physical presence, it would seem as if it did not even exist. An eluding cloaked figure surrounded by a body of water, in the depths of hell.

Twisting its head to the right, Media chuckled warmly, to keep in practice, to seem that of an ordinary human, personality wise. Taking a step upon the water, Media walked slowly as it proceeded to the next stone lily, the robot ever searching for someone, or someones to test its skills.