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After some input from that "Trial Design" pic I posted a few days ago, I put some things together to create the first real working design for Heinrich's counterparts. Based off the big red guy from the same pic.--> [link] Only better! Or at least something I'm more pleased with. I'll probably Photoshop this over the weekend, so it will look better.

Now for some fiction type stuff!

"Subjects" chosen for teatment first undergo brutal mental conditioning to prevent any possible individualism or free will. Once they're broken, they begin to transform them. They inject the poor soul with the so-called "Forced Evolutionary Virus" and bombard his body with radiation for weeks. The "subject" grows, mutates, becomes something horrible. When the "subject" is believed ready, they rivet massive steel braces to his very bones, and weld his armor to his flesh. Then, they seal his face in a still red hot steel mask. They say it's to protect them, but I know the truth. They can't stand to look at the face of the monster they created. Sometimes I wonder if those monsters remember what they once where, who they used to be, even if they still feel pain.
- log of a Russian rifleman.

Description
After some input from that "Trial Design" pic I posted a few days ago, I put some things together to create the first real working design for Heinrich's counterparts. Based off the big red guy from the same pic.--> [link] Only better! Or at least something I'm more pleased with. I'll probably Photoshop this over the weekend, so it will look better.

Now for some fiction type stuff!

"Subjects" chosen for teatment first undergo brutal mental conditioning to prevent any possible individualism or free will. Once they're broken, they begin to transform them. They inject the poor soul with the so-called "Forced Evolutionary Virus" and bombard his body with radiation for weeks. The "subject" grows, mutates, becomes something horrible. When the "subject" is believed ready, they rivet massive steel braces to his very bones, and weld his armor to his flesh. Then, they seal his face in a still red hot steel mask. They say it's to protect them, but I know the truth. They can't stand to look at the face of the monster they created. Sometimes I wonder if those monsters remember what they once where, who they used to be, even if they still feel pain.
- log of a Russian rifleman.