[Video: Originating from the Solian Temple]

[tearsofsteel]

[Something went wrong. Then again, when don't things go wrong? But taking a look at this place, whatever horrific wasteland, whatever trap Black Ghost had concocted for them this time, things got screwed up real bad. He didn't remember the hows or the whys of getting here or the mark he had on his arm, he just knew that the infamous Black Ghost organization was behind it. They were behind every calamity in his life, ever since they jammed their devices in his body.

The communicator with him obviously had to be a trap. It must be some kind homing device or a just a sadistic way to instill hope when he had none. But yet, this was the only way he could contact the other cyborgs....he brushed his head in frustration. He would be playing into their hands either way.

The important thing was to keep moving. Excuse the shaky camera movement as a grey-haired cyborg calls out. He doesn't want to take chances.]

002! 003! 009! Dr. Gilmore! Anyone! Do you read me?!

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[video] NOT AS LATE AS ME

[tearsofsteel]

This.

[He knew sometimes you had to speak softly and carry a big stick. He knelt, firing off a rocket from a the hole in his kneecaps.]

Don't really wanna use it, though.

[video]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Yeah well. That's...handy.

[Wait. Whirl is having an insight. Give him a moment.]

You're not a real human, are you?

[video]

[tearsofsteel]

[A bit of a loaded question there.]

No, not anymore.

[video]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Yeah, well you made the smart choice. [Humans? Lame. Robots. Cool.]

: [video]

[tearsofsteel]

Yeah, good thing Black Ghost made that choice against my will.

[video]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Snort. This is the wrong copter to go to for sympathy.]

If that's the only thing that's happened you didn't sign on for?

[Shrug. Then you're new to Whirl's life.]

[video]

[tearsofsteel]

I guess you're right. I should get over my past trauma.

[So much flat in one voice.]