#@pump

Monsteropolis City Maintenance had been taped off entirely by the police. Droids and Fake Men had the whole area surrounded, deeming it unsafe for humans. A warning was sent out publicly across the city--the chief feared the culprit was still lurking the city. He agreed to let loose their better robots for this one.

In short time, Ring Man approached the closed off gate. There wasn't much time left. He wore his full armor, covered head to toe in dark red. The stench of human blood that seeped into his mask nauseated him. First, he had to explore the crime scene and guide one of the other detectives through collecting evidence. His tired and dismayed eyes kept them silent and diligent.

This was the second time in two years since a work crew of humans connected to 10th gens were killed. Even without a confession from Wood Man though, Ring could tell just from glancing around the cases were not connected.

Leaving the dirty work to the other robots, he quickly stepped outside to find Pump Man. He's seen that look on Pump's face before many, many times. It's the horrid, grimaced look any murder witness had.

Ring removed his mouth piece to speak clearly, "074, I'm terribly sorry to bother you. My name is DCN-007 Ring Man of the Robotic Police. Shame we couldn't meet in better conditions, but there's a couple things I need to ask you before I go."

6:30pm. Sitting at the same place he was always sat at, Solarman was watching the sun's final minutes of the day. Oh how beautiful it was. The oranges, yellows and reds all swirling together to form one spectrum of it's own. This was a brilliant time to spend with oneself, meditating, reflecting on the days actions and planning course for the next day. It was calming for both the mind and the soul, but one thing really bugged at Solar's mind today, and that was his older brother, Pump, and his mood lately. He seemed to be so down, Solar just felt that he should do something, but every time he came to think about it, his mind would go completely blank for one of the first times in his life. He leant back onto the grass, watching the sun at it's halfway point to falling for the night, a small smile starting to form on his face. He was out of armour today, he seemed it was far to hot, so he was dressed in his casual civies which was a simple top and jeans. His green eyes glistened in the light from the sun which was also reflected in the lake water. All young Solar could wonder now, was whether Pump was okay enough to turn up today as a simple thought crossed his mind;