Remaking an old POV rp from a while ago. Let's see how it goes.

*picks them up and inspects them*

[The gauntlets were still on the arm of the person wearing them. They were quite heavy.]

Oh, uh, *pulls away the vines*

[]Suprisingly, it was a black case the vines hid, a restraining device. A large restraining device at that, so it must have been for a powerful threat.[]

*i hold my hand up to it, and a small hole appears in it. i look inside*

[]An eye suddenly looked up at the person who made the hole. That eye was bright blue, almost to blue. Too bright.[]

Well, hello. What are you doing in there?

[The gauntlets at the sides scrapped at the black case, leaving claw marks.] "Open the case, please. I'll explain after."

Hmm, ok, sure *he opens a bigger hole*

[]The creature's arms gripped the sides of the hole, forcing it open enough for them to stand up. They were a humanoid with cat features, four arms, and dark gray armor. They looked at the person who freed them from the case, then waved their upper left arm.[] "Yo."

Hey. What are you?

*pulls vines away*

[]Under the leaves was a large black case, probably a restraining device. It apparently wasn't strong enough, as two left (left?) arms had broken out of the case, the arms wearing the gauntlets.[]

Zaiden:hmm strange

*She moves the vines away*
( should I use Post Files or Pre files Gracie? Post files is quite a bit stronger)

[]You can use Pre or Post, I don't mind.[] [Under the vines there was a black case, possibly a restraining device. The case was large, sleek, and futuristic, and in the middle was emblazed with a phoniex symbol.]

* she moves her finger over the symbol*

[]Upon closer inspection, it seemed like this symbol was a button.[]

Gracie: I know i was trained not to do this but... * pressy pressy*

Chris: *takes the hard gloves*

[These gloves were incredibly heavy, not only that, but these gauntlets were still on the presumed owner's hand, the owner hidden under the leaves. Probably dead, one would presume, until the hand twitched, moving the glove.]

Chris: oh I’m sorry, lemme just- *puts the gauntlets on his hands again*

[A bright blue glow ignited below the leaves, dimming after a few moments. A false, robotic voice soon followed.] "Active lifeform detected. Deploying emergency wake up to Project Hyperion." [A pause. The forest was quiet.]

(For context, Zin has a rare condition where she can only talk telepathically.)

Zin: '...interesting.'

*Zin moves the leaves and vines out of the way.*

[]Below the leaves Zin pulled out of the way was a black case, at least seven feet tall. It was a very powerful restraining device, but not strong enough, as the two...left arms had broken out of the case in a violent fashion.[]

Zin: '...what is this, some kind of coffin for the living?'

*Zin attempts to gently remove the gauntlets.*

[]As Zin touched the arms, they pulled back, indicating this thing was indeed living.[]

Zin: '...yikes.'

[The arm slowly slumped back onto the ground, but something else happened. It seemed like this creature was trying to turn over in the case]

Zin: '...can you speak, creature?'

Alwayzbread: huh?

[Current Character: Unregistered Octoling]
Well, this will be intresting..

[The gloves were quite still, but as the octoling got close, the gauntlets twitched slowly rising in the air before falling back down onto the earth.]

Oh shit, they are alive.

[An electric blue glow lighted up the foliage below, dimming after a moment. A robotic voice echoed through the trees.] "An active lifeform is detected. Threat level moderate. Activating emergency release and wakeup to Project Hyperion."

Moderate thread level?
(Note: He carries a Glock 17, a crafted shotgun, and his melee is unknown)

[]Before the octoling could ponder over the classifications of the ranking system this AI went by, the black case opened, revealing a four-armed, humanoid creature. It was hard to tell the gender with all the armor, but its cat-like features were clearly visible, two tails, tall ears, and a body covered in light gray fur. It was restrained with three large, ornate swords.[]

Oh shit.
*I look around for an exit or a path I can run down*

[]The creature slowly sat up as they noticed the octoling. Their eyes were an electric blue, rimmed with carbon gray.[] "EY, where are ya goin...?" []The creature had a female voice, confirming their gender. She sounded ragged and out of breath.[]

*I find a path and begin to run down it*

[]The creature's right upper arm gripped the case, attempting to stand up weakly. She had a large wound on her stomach, yet she latched her claws on a tree and slowly trotted down the path the octoling was running down.[]

And people wonder why I hate these areas.
*I take alternate paths to avoid being tracked*

Jacob: huh

I don’t touch it thinking “that’s how everyone dies in the movies. Curiosity.” Then take a picture of it.