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[machine_herald]

For the past few weeks, there have been slowly spreading rumors of some kind of event that will be going down today in Venture Park. Something about the Glorious Evolution, and the next step towards humanity's future. No one can quite pinpoint where the rumor started, but none the less a fair crowd has gathered, out of curiosity if nothing else.

Right at the minute listed as the start time, a large truck pulled up, from which emerged a number of...strange characters. They may have been normal folks, once, now they sport glowing robotic eyes, or metal hands, or other such alterations. They quickly set up a small stage, onto which stepped an imposing figure wearing a metal mask and armored suit of some kind, and carrying a staff with a glowing tip.

The second most noticeable thing about him was the almost inhuman smoothness to his movements. He moved like a machine. The FIRST most noticeable thing about him was the third arm that sprouted from his back, over his left shoulder. It moved about as naturally as his the normal two arms, holding the microphone that a cyborg flunky brought before him.

He addressed the crowd with a Russian accent.

"Greetings, citizens of Venture City! I come with glad tidings!

For all of history, humanity has been a slave of the weakness of the flesh. Too many of you have known the pain of losing a loved one, or the failings of our own diseased bodies as we slowly rot on our stumbling path towards the grave. For all of history, we have devoted our lives to coming to understand the so-called 'inevitable' end that haunts all life.

But as of today, that no longer needs to be the case! Today, we cast down disease, we force out famine. Today, we stare death itself in the eyes and say 'no longer are you welcome here, thief! Begone from our lives forever!'

I come today to tell you of the Glorious Evolution. With my new technologies, frail organic flesh can be replaced by gleaming steel! An immortal future, without sickness, hunger, or death is within our grasp today, thanks to the technology I have developed!

Today, history shall learn the name of Viktor Vodyanov, the Machine Herald!"

He awaited applause he knew such a declaration was due, as his henchmen spread out to accept volunteers for the future, and there was...some. But most people were looking around slightly nervously. There were very few volunteers.

Thrown off balance, Viktor tried to reclaim the moment.

"I will now accept questions from the audience."

3rd Transformation [Action]

[omnitrixter]

Deciding to use the suit he'd gotten from his mysterious benefactor had not been an easy decision to make since he still didn't know where it'd come from. However, studying the suit as Grey Matter hadn't drawn anything particularly sinister to his attention. Whoever sent it had apparently been on the up-and-up. The only thing to be concerned about was the Lyssa System for potential side effects, but he should be fine if he used it sparingly.

It was his first time wearing the suit though, so he felt a little strange. Not because it was uncomfortable but because he just wasn't used to wearing anything quite like it. Still, he was probably going to be doing a lot of transformations tonight as he tried to track down some of the heroes who'd been acting decidedly unheroic, and reducing the risk of transforming back to his human self on camera was a must. (Still, here was hoping Mom and Dad didn't notice he'd snuck out...)

He raised the dial of the watch, rotating it around to select his first alien of the night and slapped it down, transforming in a flash of green light.