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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]

You don't want anything else?

[wakizashi_straight]

All I have ever wanted is to box, and to win. Until coming here, there were no other viable options for me.

[thxforthememories]

And now?

[wakizashi_straight]

There are no viable opponents here, though I would like to keep boxing. Beyond that, I am uncertain.

[thxforthememories]

None at all?

If that's true, you have a chance to decide. To become certain.

[wakizashi_straight]

All of the bots here exceed WRB regulation height, and I cannot fight independently of my handler.

Making personal decisions is not something I am accustomed to doing.

[thxforthememories]

Why not?

[wakizashi_straight]

I have never been required to before. My handlers took care of everything.