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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

[badboybikerbot]

No kidding. Man, this kinda thing doesn't get any less weird no matter how many times I hear it.

[raceme]

Yes, I can only imagine how it is for you. Take your time.

You'll need your engine replaced so you can process energon and survive with it as your fuel, though. The sooner the better.

[badboybikerbot]

So I've heard. I'd rather my own mechanic was here to take care of something like that, but seeing as that's not the case, I guess I'll just have to deal with whoever I can find.

[raceme]

You told me about him, well, your other you...Toudou was his name?

As far as medic go, Red Alert is really trustworthy and good at her job.

[badboybikerbot]

I told you that, huh. I take it he never showed up here out of the blue one day, huh.

[Which is probably for the best, this planet didn't seem the most human-friendly as far as Gunmax could tell]

I'll keep her name in mind.

[raceme]

Yes. You and me didn't quite get along ^{at first, no point} on denying that, but we managed to get over our differences. And _{no, as far as I} know he didn't.

[Organics have a hard time here mostly due to the few food they can find.]

[badboybikerbot]

Somehow, that doesn't surprise me.

[gunmax isn't really the best at making friends, so.]

[raceme]

[Blurr chuckles.] We got along in the end, so that's what it matters.

Do you have any questions about this place?

[badboybikerbot]

Right. I'll just take your word for it.

Tons, but I have no idea where to start with them.

[raceme]

If you want I can send _{you my datafiles} with information about the Haven and it's locations, where to get all the fuel you need and so on.

[badboybikerbot]

Well hell, that would answer at least half my questions right there. I'd appreciate it.

[raceme]

I will send them to you then. I hope those make you feel more are ease.

[And in a few Gunmax will be receiving a LOT of data files.]

[badboybikerbot]

Yeah, I hope so too.

[WOOOOOOW BOOOOOOY that's a lot of data files]

...Oh man. It might take me a while to get through all this.

[raceme]

I know it's a lot to take all at once. Don't stress yourself over it.

[badboybikerbot]

After everything else I've just had to deal with, I don't think a few data files are going to stress me out at all.

[raceme]

Good. If you need anything else let me know. You can find me in the Police Headquarters.

[badboybikerbot]

I imagine I'll be hanging around there a lot, so I'll look you up.