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[thxforthememories]

[Behold! A new voice on the network. And... it sounds decidedly uncertain. Maybe a little shaky.]

[Hey, when you get electrocuted by thousands of volts out of nowhere before waking up somewhere you've never seen, you're bound to sound a little off. Not to mention completely overwhelmed.]

[And quite honestly, he doesn't know what to say right now. Asking the empty air for help? In a place he's never even heard of? Surrounded by sights and sounds and robots utterly foreign? That seems... odd. But what choice does he have?]

Someone... please. [He hesitates.] I don't understand what's happened.

I --

[And here is where the first bit of real panic seems to show through. Sure, he got the explanation, but--] I don't remember coming here. Or ever hearing of such a place.

Please answer me.

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[thxforthememories]

Are you one of them? The robots from this world?

[wakizashi_straight]

No. I am originally from Japan, on Earth.

[thxforthememories]

Japan?

Where in Japan?

[wakizashi_straight]

Yes, Japan. I was conceived and constructed in Tokyo, but I traveled a great deal.

[thxforthememories]

What is it like? Tokyo?

[Built and trained in Japan and he'd never even left the training facility.]

[wakizashi_straight]

Crowded. Bright and loud; there were always lights on somewhere. But I liked it. It is still one of my favorite cities.

[He fit in there better than he did most other places.]

[thxforthememories]

... I wish I could have seen it.

[wakizashi_straight]

I am sorry you did not get the chance. Perhaps someday you will. It is nice here too, though.

[thxforthememories]

If there is no way home, how would I get the chance?

[wakizashi_straight]

There is always the possibility that a way will be found to send us home, eventually.

[thxforthememories]

Has anyone tried to find a way?

[wakizashi_straight]

Not yet. But that does not mean that it will not happen.

[thxforthememories]

No, it doesn't.

We need to try. I... want to see places like Tokyo. I can't do that here.

[wakizashi_straight]

Someone will. I myself am not capable. But we will find a way to get you to Tokyo.

[thxforthememories]

You... Are you offering to help? To return me to Japan?

[wakizashi_straight]

I am, if I am able to. I do not leave bots stranded.

[thxforthememories]

But you don't know me.

[wakizashi_straight]

That does not matter to me. But you do not seem like a bad bot, which is what does matter.

[thxforthememories]

['not a bad bot']

[Is that really true?]

What would make someone 'bad', to you?

[wakizashi_straight]

An unending anger in their heart. Arrogance. Attempting to use others for their own gain. Or cheating in the ring.

You do not strike me as that sort.

[thxforthememories]

[Well, no he can't really say he has any of those qualities...]

I see.

"In the ring?"

[wakizashi_straight]

[Noisy Boy's criteria might be pretty simple, but they have been effective for him so far.]

I am a boxer.

[thxforthememories]

... Box... er?

[He is sheltered and what is that.]

[wakizashi_straight]

Boxing is a sport, on Earth. The simple description is that two bots punch each other until one does not get back up.

[He's so used to this by now he doesn't even think anything of it.]

[thxforthememories]

You fight other robots? For sport?

[This is mind-boggling. Why would robots fight until they couldn't move?]