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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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Well if not, better get good at welding your own wounds back together real quick then, huh.

Well, there's one option.

Figure it's that or you're screwed.

All right, you got me there, kid.

Damn right.

One of these days, you're gonna have to tell me about some of your "bad improvised plans". You sound like you have a lot of stories.

That's what happens when you hit a couple million years old. You get a lotta stories nobody wants to listen to until they have explosions.

Wait, you're how old?

That's uh. Complicated.

Few million years, at least.

...Okay.

I was about to complain about you calling me "kid", but I'd say you're pretty justified.

Y'know, I get that a lot.

Probably because you're literally older than dirt.

Nah, that's Kup.

...

If the old guy's even still kickin'...

Man, you guys are unreal.

The good kind or the bad kind?

...Undecided.

Fair enough, I guess.

[SHRUG]

Well, I'm sure you're busy being old and stuff, so I'll quit bothering you.

You ain't bothering.

But I'll let you off the hook, this time.

Let me off the hook, he says.

Right, catch you later.

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