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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

[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.