[h3][color=#AA6A39]Guardian 78[/color][/h3]
[sup]Location: Gorbals, Glasgow, Scotland = = = Interacting with: [@Parzivol] + [@MegaOscarPwn][/sup]
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[color=82ca9d][right][sup][color=ed1c24]!ALERT![/color] Incoming High Speed Object![/sup][/right][/color]When a man stood in front of Guardian-- instead of there being a motar round exploding-- the Guardian managed to find that a logical explanation for his presence was quite absent. 78 tilted their head to the side as Óscar began to speak. [color=f26522][b]"Oi, oi, oi! Lad, cyborg-man, Guardian ain't it? Alright, boy, I need ya to calm down...the guy didn't mean it! Come on, if ya cause a ruckus ove' he'e you're gonna make the Bastard-Squads come in t' teach the rest a lesson: think about it logically, a'ight?"[/b][/color][color=82ca9d][right][sup]
Processing_
Bastard-Squads//:: Identify%NaN
Accessing_
Success!
//[color=#AA6A39]New Alias Approved for #SubPartyϴ_ 
H͟A HA HA̶ ͞H̸A̢ ͝[/color][/sup][/right][/color]The time for 78 to process the information was so rapid that, when they tilted their head at Óscar, it probably seemed as if there was no consideration of his words at all. Guardian was silent and unmoving in this conclusion, but they decided that Óscar was right, in a sense. Having the squads near would likely interfere with the [i]necessary processes[/i]. All of these unidentified beings were in the way and needed to move, simple as that. Today, 78 decided that they were going to step around [i]both of them[/i]. Just as 78 directed their attention away from Óscar, with a slight turn of the head, there stood another being in the way. The newcomer asked, [color=662d91]"[b]Machine. What are you doing?[/b]"[/color][color=82ca9d][right][sup]Reply_ [color=ed1c24][b]!ERROR![/b][/color]
Vocal Processors Undergoing Maintenance_
//See Technician If Problem Persists_
[color=ed1c24]!ALERT![/color] Identified #SubParty_Δ Configuration 4
[color=ed1c24]Approaching[/color]//HUD Positioning Overlay Active[/sup][/right][/color] Without a word of warning to the others, 78 moved six paces past them, then halted. Priority elevated completing the daily task over answering questions or responding to "unknowns." As usual, 78 stood still and silent in this position-- a calculated position measured down to the centimeter. Even as the Mute squad came closer, 78 did not show any sign of acknowledging their presence or cooperating with them-- there were more important things to do. Priority shuffled the Mutes lower, despite the notable threat they posed. 

[color=82ca9d][right][sup][color=#AA6A39]/run Mc-Rav Call[/color]
//Program Active_
Contacting Satellite . . . . 
Contacting Satellite . . . .[/sup][/right][/color]
Then shouted the Mute, [b]
"Everyone down now!"[/b]