"Beep boop. Beep beep boop! ... clackity-clackity-clack!" Echoed about the trash bin--er [i] command center [/i] --Gehena was occupying. The place appeared like a small electronics chop shop with various small appliances and personal electronics scattered about like they had met the analog electronic Hanibal Lecter. Indecipherably cute or creepy the little robot was as he sat there ham-fistedly clacking on a dismembered cellphone keyboard regardless of the passing time. "Beep boop boooooop!" The little screw ball flexed his new accordion elbow joint before picking up an unreasonably hacked FemurPastry(tm) ear bud, opening the side of his head, and shoving the ear bud in after scrambling some wires. "Me-me-me! Do-ray-me!...beep... Yeehaw! Balls deep in a hog firing a rifle in the air bitchez!! ...boop" seemingly said by what sounded like an auto-tuned young boy. "Phonetic analysis of the Engrrish language complete." Gehena stated, wondering why the word "smile" was lingering in his cognitive software.

--"FILTHY FUCKING BIRD!" Somebody erupted from outside... "Sensors indicate that there is an inordinate amount of rapid oxidation and heat transfer going on approximately 7m away." Gehena paused and fumbled through his [s] junky pit [/s] command center for a bit, then triumphantly held up a hideous cartoon panda USB 38.0 flashdrive "Wanna check it out Tiddy? Dooo yah?!" He shouted excitedly as he scrambled up some miscellaneous electronic and mechanical parts, dumped the mess in a Nuka-Cola can along with Tiddy, slung the can over his shoulders like a back pack with an elastic hair band and clambered out of his "mighty palace" using only his body--that was mostly rebuilt from a series of unfortunate toasters and children's toys--ready to [s] FUCK SHIT UP IN THE NAME OF TRUE KOREA [/s] explore a whole new world.