re_alignment | [audio]

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brave police: j-decker | gunmax

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[No video for you, kids. Gunmax isn't about to put his face all over some mystery space internet. You do get to listen to him complain, though.]

Oookay then, now that I'm pretty sure I'm not having some kind of sensory malfunction, I figured I oughta start getting information out of the locals. The creepy dudes in the robes already dropped what I assume are the basics on me, but there's gotta be more to this than "hi, welcome to the robot planet. You're stuck here forever, make yourself at home". I kind of had things to do back home. Important things. Things that didn't include being kidnapped by alien robots.

Anyway. It's probably a long shot, but if any Brave Police just happen to be hanging around here, shoot me a heads up. Oh, and if anyone happens to find a really big motorcycle, that's mine. Try not to mess with it, yeah?

[Nope not even dropping a name. What a courteous guy right. He grumbles something to himself before killing the feed.]

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What!? Look, I have no idea what you're talking about!

[He makes a frustrated sound, like he's got some other argument to make, or something else to say, but it just dies. It stays that little angry noise.]

[And the next words are bitter, almost defeated.]

... You don't remember anything.

Do you?

[Well damn Gunmax hasn't been here more than a few hours and he's already pissed someone off. He didn't even mean to do it this time.]

I remember being in Japan, and then coming back online here. That's it.

Then... the name "Kagebird".

It means nothing to you?

[The nickname -- as much as he hates it -- is a last-ditch effort to jog some kind of memory. He doesn't know what else to do, after that.]

[But leaving it a lost cause is almost worse.]

[Ooookay, this guy sounds kind of bummed out. He'll humor the guy and do a through scan of his memory, but that's really all he's got]

Sorry, but I've never heard that name before.

[He wants to say it kind of sounds stupid, but he'll spare the poor guy.]

...

Then it's true.

It's all gone.

[He didn't mean to say that out loud, oops. There's a long silence while he collects himself. While he figures out his next move.]

There are other Brave Police here. They'll... find you.

[Well THAT was good news, but this guy was weirding Gunmax out something fierce.]

Hold up, what's gone!? Are you seriously going to sit there asking me a bunch of weird questions and then leave it at that!? Who are you, anyway?

You don't remember this place. Your... memory. It's just gone.

[Then he hesitates again. This was supposed to be a good thing. He was supposed to be teased and picked on and jostled into feeling something.]

[Eventually, he switches over to video, inadvertently silhouetted. All huge shoulders and folded wings.]

... Kagerou.

I am Kagerou.

Well, I sure don't like the sound of that. Last thing I need on top of all this is someone tampering with my head.

[Geez, what an intimidating looking robot.]

Now I know I've seen that name before, but only in old files.

There's nothing to be done. I've -- we've tried.

[He tries. Accidentally.]

Hn. That isn't a surprise.

Well, that sure sounds promising, doesn't it.

[yyyeah and if the stuff Gunmax read over was accurate this kagerou dude is supposed to be all kinds of dead soooo.]

...Well. This is a little awkward.

No, it doesn't.

[Honey remember that sarcasm thing you worked so hard on?]

It's... it's something.

[NOW WHAT.]

Yeah, I was being sarcastic.

[Don't worry Gunmax'll learn you a book]

"Something's" a good word for it.

So, I'm assuming you got all bent out of shape over my apparently spotty memory because we got along or something. Accurate?

I -- I knew that.

[Sure you did child.]

"Or something", yes. I... knew you.

[Wow, this is harder than he expected. So. He tries for a subject change.]

Do you need gasoline?

[WOW this dude is awkward]

I guess I am runnin' pretty low. Where do you guys gas up around here?

[HOW DO I HANDLE THESE THINGS.]

There isn't any gasoline. Not much, really. You need to have your engine altered.

...

I can leave what I have for you.

[The least he can do. After what Gunmax had done for him.]

Ugh, are you serious? This place keeps getting better and better. ...That was sarcasm too, just so we're on the same page.

You don't need it?

Yes. I am. Energon is what the robots here use for fuel.

No.

My engine was altered... over a year ago.

[And WOW that sounds so weird to say.]

As long as you don't need it. I owe you one.

So it's been a while, huh? What about the other Brave Police?

[Beeeecause he kind of just saw them like yesterday but everything was already nuts enough so HEY.]

You don't owe me anything. You really don't.

... McCrane has been here longer than I have. Power Joe came after us. Deckerd after him.

Edited 2014-02-04 07:17 (UTC)

Hey, I'll decide that.

...Y'know, considering I just saw all of them a really short time ago in Japan, I'm having a hard time wrapping my AI around that.

[Gee, that sounds familiar.]

I'm not surprised.

For what it's worth -- Power Joe, at least, is as foolish and loud as he was when he arrived.

[Power Joe stops dead in his tracks.]

I think I need to punch Kagebird in the face tomorrow.

Edited 2014-02-04 07:26 (UTC)

[he just smirks, damn right gunmax is gonna get his way. eventually. once he's settled in.]

Yep, that sounds like him. If you word it like that though, you make it sound like McCrane and Deckerd aren't what they used to be.

I don't know Deckerd well enough to say.

[He quiets, and looks away.]

McCrane has... dealt with a lot. Physically, he hasn't changed.

But this place is difficult.

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