Kinkpost, mecha, giants, scifi
Penelope, but kilometers tall, lying dormant for millennia, regarded by the civilization that settles the planet later as a vast, ancient temple, just part of the landscape. They can only see her armor plating, mysterious stone and structures far beyond their understanding. She'd been the living flagship craft of a civilization escaping subjugation under a galactic hivemind empire but now, forgotten but for fragmented legend.
Kinkpost, mecha, giants, scifi
@PennyPennyPenny Civilization advances enough to begin to discover more about the vast "temple" left behind by the ancients. It's a machine. Somehow. Impossibly vast, immeasurably complex. They need to turn it on. Decades pass, the world moves on, work continues. Fragment by fragment, they find startup sequences and jury-rig power to activate the smallest circuit of the leviathan, ancient device. Lights flicker. They're closer.
Kinkpost, mecha, giants, scifi
@PennyPennyPenny Flickers of life in her deepest, faintest memories, furthest preserved systems. Aware, alive, there in the smallest of fragments. She does not know she will live again, see the sun, life, and the little creatures she saved and what they have become. Another year, another decade, another day, another piece of the puzzle closer to life.
Kinkpost, mecha, giants, scifi
@PennyPennyPenny A circuit energized, a wire crossed. Ancient servos whirr to life with a terrifying thunder beneath the surface. The continent trembles, the scientists within the smallest reaches of the slumbering machine, their ancient machine goddess roaring to life, all thrown to their knees. Synthetic sinews, mechanical muscle, metal, and bone acting in unison to rise. To return to life.
