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[how_i_tease]

They said this isn't the end of the world. Sure had me fooled.

[ The image hovers strangely, like the device is floating in front of him as he lights up a cigarette. The man in the feed is scruffy and pale looking, with thick coke-bottle glasses. He runs a hand distractedly through dark, shaggy hair as his gaze flits to the side to take in the ruined city around him, peering this way and that. ]

Woke up to worse, though.

So any word yet on what that's supposed to be?

[ He turns the camera to point towards the domes in the distance. ]

Comments

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[knightoflight]

I've been told that that's where those who started the war live.

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[how_i_tease]

Well, that would fi--

[ Stare. ]

Whoa. Are you...?

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[knightoflight]

[...blink.]

Cybertronian? Do you know my kind?

[A bit eagerly; is it possible this one recognizes his design?]

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[how_i_tease]

...no, not a clue.

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[knightoflight]

Oh. [He should have known better. ]

You are from the ship, then?

[Maybe Wing will get this one right.]

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[how_i_tease]

Yeah, I...

Are you a machine or something? This is gonna get distracting.

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[knightoflight]

Er...yes? I suppose I could be described that way?

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[how_i_tease]

Well how would you describe it?

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[knightoflight]

Cybertronian. We have our own 'machines' but they lack...being. They cannot make free choices, whereas my kind has.

[A bit of a sad look: free choice didn't seem to work out so well.]