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[badboybikerbot]

[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.]

Comments

[0perator]

I'll make sure to remind you when interesting things start happening.

[She grins, though it's not unfriendly.]

Any other questions?

[badboybikerbot]

Nah. I'm sure I'll have plenty later, though.

[0perator]

Well, you have my frequency if you do.

[badboybikerbot]

Right, got it.

I don't think I got your name.

[0perator]

I'm Alia. You?

[badboybikerbot]

Gunmax. Thanks for the help.

[0perator]

No problem. Good hunting.