A glint of mankind and industry surrounded by scenic rivers and beautiful fields of green, spotted every so often by the reds, blues, violets, and whites of flowers. It had the metallic shine of polished silver, reflecting every beam of light that hit it all around it, making it almost impossible to go unnoticed by anyone wandering nearby. And, every so often, the clanking of its form shifting its posture would break through the sounds of light breezes sweeping their way through the grass and running water flowing endlessly to its nonexistent destination. All of these aspects made it look more like a threat to its natural surroundings, rather than something that belonged amongst them; something that was not at all helped by the sharp edges of its metal body and the dangerous weapon strapped to its hip.
Even if it looked out of place, it was places like this that, ever since its inception into the confusing world they inhabited, the being occupying the metallic skin and clanging joints had always found itself drawn towards. This object by the river that was always referred to as an it, and that had never really been able to correct those that spoke before the moment had gone stale and the awkwardness repulsive. The only ones that had ever properly identified this shining, silver being with the correct pronoun were those amongst its own dreams and those childish enough to not be stricken with fear by its intimidating and anti-social approach.
It was this scene that was interrupted by something that seemed like it would strike any observer with surprise, confusion, and a tiny bit of awe. At least, that is how Korias, the silver-armored, multi-voiced being on the side of the river, reacted to the sight of numerous bodies appearing out of nowhere and soaring haphazardly through the sky. Clowns, pirates, robots, animals, princesses, kings, and all manner of oddities were flung from some unknown source, with their limbs flailing around unconsciously in the wind as they plummet to the ground. Dumbstruck by such a sight, Korias just watched as their bodies fell from the sky, returning their sight back to the air once they were out of sight to see if any others would be fading randomly into existence as flying debris as well. When nothing else appeared to shock the suit of armor further, they finally realized that they should probably go and see what had happened as well as if anyone had been hurt by whatever had caused this strange phenomenon.
Disentangling their fingers from the tall grass that they had subconsciously coiled around several of their awkwardly large digits, and forgetting the many random thoughts that had been streaming through their mind as they stared silently at every crest and splash of the river before them, Korias leapt to their feet and wondered in which direction they should go first. People seemed to have crashed everywhere besides the immediate area Korias was occupying; though, that's not too surprising considering the utter randomness of their travels and the weirdness of this world they were traveling. To gain a better vantage point and determine if anyone or anything had come down even remotely close to them, Korias dug their boots into the wet soil surrounding the river and moved to climb the nearest, and largest of the small hills that once enclosed the juxtaposed image of silver arms against the slow river and undisturbed grass. It took a moment to find a good footing with the ground hidden beneath a shroud of impenetrable green and every other step being either a loose rock or a patch of mud hoping to suck a heavy boot a few inches beneath the ground, but, after a few seconds of careful treading and several more seconds of ripping his silken clothing from greedy flora, Korias reached the top and scanned the empty fields for anything remarkable.
Nothing out of place could be spotted, and so, it came down to estimation and luck to determine which direction Korias' armored feet should take them. Amongst the many things that comically flew overhead, the majority seemed to have landed in what they assumed to be the northern direction, but, even then, they were likely scattered about. Finding the chances of finding someone in their current location woefully close to zero as opposed to an actual possibility if they were to go searching, Korias wrested their body from the comfortable stasis and descended the hill. Staring at the river had been all well and good, but what they had witnessed within the last few minutes would rouse even the most subdued curiosity, and they hoped to eventually have this curiosity sated by the first person they came across.