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<Snipped quote by MegaOscarPwn>

Well to be fair they could have given Oscar lead shoes or put Guardian 78 in a trash compactor haha

@LordOfTheNight

Wouldn't be the first time 78s been in the trash.

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Small post I know but more to keep things moving along than be big and pretty. Would everyone like me to add a hider tab that has the Outsiders forces?

@LordOfTheNight

Sure, if ya want!
I am not opposed to the deepest lore.

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Guardian 78

^{Location: Gorbals, Glasgow, Scotland = = = Interacting with: @Parzivol + @MegaOscarPwn}

---

^{!ALERT! Incoming High Speed Object!}

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. "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?"

^{Processing_
Bastard-Squads//:: Identify%NaN
Accessing_
Success!
//New Alias Approved for #SubPartyϴ_
H͟A HA HA̶ ͞H̸A̢ ͝}

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 necessary processes. 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 both of them. 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, "Machine. What are you doing?"

^{Reply_ !ERROR!
Vocal Processors Undergoing Maintenance_
//See Technician If Problem Persists_
!ALERT! Identified #SubParty_Δ Configuration 4
Approaching//HUD Positioning Overlay Active}

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.

^{/run Mc-Rav Call
//Program Active_
Contacting Satellite . . . .
Contacting Satellite . . . .}

Then shouted the Mute,
"Everyone down now!"

-== ORIGIN STORY ==-

Antoinette aka Ambush

Non-Costume Picture

Name
Antoinette Jackson

Nickname
"Ant"

Secret Identity
Ambush

Gender
Female

Age
24

Date of Birth
7 June

Height
5ft 7in

Weight
130lbs

---

Appearance
Average height, average build, and about as unassuming as they come. Antoinette has tightly coiled black hair that she often braids, twists, or brushes out, depending on the outfit. Her skin is brown, her eyes are dark, and her clothing style can usually be described as relaxed or trendy. She'll often accessorize with bracelets, rings, and necklaces, but none of them have any particular meaning. More often than not her nails are painted professionally with neon colors and designs. There are no serious scars or tattoos on her body, only a few remnants of childhood falls and Parkour jumps that were too short.

Costume

Literal Motocross Gear

There is nothing special or unique about the Motocross gear. In fact, it's very brightly colored and quite conspicuous. She wears the full set of Motocross armor as well. In addition she wears a black backpack with a 4ft steel pipe attached to it by a couple of strands of cloth tied into knots. Her gear is affordable, durable, and protection enough from the usual low-power villain.

Personality
Introverted and extroverted in equal parts. Quiet when she wants to be but loud once comfortable around people. There's an inward sense of loneliness and isolation that keeps Antoinette from interacting more or being "nice". What's the point of making friends when they'll forget you? That being said she's inwardly frustrated and often comes across as rude or curt. She won't hold back insults and is quick to argue when she thinks she's right. Antoinette is used to doing things her way and at her pace, so teamwork is quite difficult, especially when the team tends to forget she's around.

If Antoinette can solve a problem in fewer steps, she most assuredly will, and doesn't care for collateral damage or the "aftermath" of certain decisions. A lot of her actions are taken with the thought in mind that no one will know she did them. Even if she seems perpetually disgruntled, it's simply because she is passionate about nearly everything, and her arguing is because she cares. Despite her aggressive nature, Antoinette is something of an optimist. She will always expect the best of a situation, even though she's experienced catastrophic disappointment in the past. This furious optimism is probably out of spite, at this point.

Backstory
Antoinette Jackson is the only child of "The Sahara Shade" and "Meteor", two superheroes that primarily operated in Rwanda. They relocated to America upon the birth of their child, in order to raise her in a more stable situation, and to take a break from violent conflict. She was raised in Bakersfield, California where nothing interesting could or ever happened. Her powers manifested quietly and gently, with her parents suddenly remembering they accidentally left their child at the mall one day, but only after they came home and wondered who's legos were laying around. This prompted her parents into tracing back their pattern of forgetfulness and consulting a powerful telepathic friend who confirmed that, yes, at the age of 8, Antoinette did indeed have a low-power mixture of her parents abilities.

From that day forward, Antoinette was raised with a lot of attention, routine, and extra schooling. Antionette's parents had to both remember their child existed and ensure she understood her powers thoroughly. Those powers developed and mutated over time, leading to more and more vigilance on their part, which caused Antoinette to resent her parents for being extremely overbearing. Because of this however, her parents were successful in helping Antionette use her powers in constructive or helpful ways, despite the fact they could have been used for no-good or subterfuge. Years later when Antoinette began attending College in Suhona, she came to figure out that she didn't even need an alias as a crime fighter, because nobody would ever remember it was her.

---

Superpowers

• Extremely Forgettable // Near Invisibility --
  Not a physically manifesting power whatsoever. Ambush possesses the ability to be easily forgotten about, unless one is concentrating specifically on her. She's even able to vanish while standing close to someone-- by causing a distraction that takes their attention away from her, then stepping out of their line of sight-- they find themselves unable to see her, unless highly focused on finding exactly someone that looks like her, but even then people tend to forget what exactly they're looking for. Confusion often results, which causes the effects of, "What was I just doing?" to settle in more. Crowds or groups make her especially forgettable, due to how many others and distractions there are around.
  
  This power even goes so far as to fool mechanical systems in an erroneous fashion-- machines can detect her briefly, lose detection the next moment, then detect her again. Beings with heightened sensory and perception can usually still detect her, unless their senses are overloaded by something else. If she stands still and concentrates, she can even evade those types, but only if she doesn't move and focuses-- which can cause heavy physical and mental exertion on her end.
  
  Unfortunately the longer someone isn't focused on or reminded of her, the less they remember her, unless specifically reminded of instances she was present. Even people with photographs of Ambush can forget who she is. This has made for a lot of very awkward family reunions, as this ability can't be turned off, and years of her absence can cause people to forget she exists entirely. There's a small conspiracy theory discussion board surrounding her existence, she is aware of it and laughing about it.
  
  Cats can see her without question but, who are they going to tell?

Gadgets

• "Franklin" the Steel Pipe --
  A 4ft pipe, steel, 1.4in diameter, approximately 4.3lbs.
  An ordinary pipe with a couple of sections wrapped in skateboard grip tape.
  Looks a little rusted.
• 2019 Yamaha YZ250 Motorcycle --
  Ordinary motocross motorcycle, painted hot pink, and maintained diligently.
• U58C Quadcopter --
  A drone with a built in camera, purchased from the internet.
• 60M Rope --
  Standard climbing rope, orange color.

Talents

• Animal Health Science -- Currently in school to become a veterinarian.
• Parkour and Rock Climbing -- Both a hobby and a useful skill.
• Motocross Riding -- What else is there to do in the California desert?
• Origami -- She can fold an obscene amount of animals and shapes.
• Small Electronic Repair -- Drones, RC cars, RC planes, and old radios mostly.

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I'll hit the thread with a post and respond to @Parzivol + @MegaOscarPwn after the GM and whoever else goes!
I see you, don't worry!

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@DocTachyon All of those ideas are outstanding.
That's a hard choice to make! The 4th is the one I'll get behind, for the sake of choosing one for the top slot. If they're desperate to make a team then I'd be very interested to see how they manage to heard all these cats together.
And the 2nd I pick for a close competitor, since there isn't a super genius in the mix yet.

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Allow me to immediately start some mess.

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Guardian 78

^{Location: Gorbals, Glasgow, Scotland}

---

^{Initiating Communication_
//Frequency Loop: Good
//Self-Test: Good
//SVS: ERROR_ Unable To Locate GPS
Searching For Signal_}

For those that knew of 78's existence, they knew that the Cyborg had a routine. There were times and places that the 78 could be found in, though none knew why they were there nor what they were doing exactly. This was one of those times. More than a few people in the rations line turned their heads toward a small side-street when the time came, their expectant eyes scanning for motion, for they could hear the whirring and soft scraping already.

No, it wasn't the fact that it was loud that helped them hear it, more that it was familiar, distinctive, and just loud enough to pick out from the din of the crowd. When the triad of softly glowing lights appeared at the end of the shadowy side street, a few people began to shuffle about as if getting into formation. With a sigh, a pudgy pink man put an arm around his daughter, and gently moved her along, mumbling, "About that time again."
"Daddy, what do you think it's doing?" Asked the girl.
"Hell if you'll see me askin' it. Jus' stay out the way."

Guardian 78 marched toward the crowd purposefully with mechanical smoothness. A small divide had formed in the crowd, more or less a straight line, that led to something of a clear pocket in the group. 78 usually marched through the line, past the people, uncaring of who they bumped into or what they stepped on. But of course, this was another one of those days that 78 bumped into someone that didn't know the routine. This particular Someone stood in the fairly empty space the crowd had vacated, equal parts oblivious and defiant. He was a man of the light haired and sturdy variety, that looked to be more mass and muscle than common sense, and he did nothing to prove the assumption wrong. 78 came shoulder to shoulder with the man, nearly toppling him.

"What the--" shouted the startled man, "Useless hunk of trash-- hey!" 78 stopped where they stood as the man had moved to block their path. It seemed he was the type looking for any excuse to fight. Such a sentiment was understandable, due to the fact they were all caged like animals, most forced to labor, and people were generally too stressed to properly function. This man, in his "last straw" form of fury, decided to take his aggression out on 78, as an act of foolishness or perhaps bravery. With two hands forward, he gave 78 a shove and two things happened then. First, a few people in the crowd turned their attention toward the brewing conflict, then made sure to spread out further away from it. Second, the man only succeeded in pushing himself back and away from 78, making himself look rather silly, as 78 proved to be as unmovable as a wall in that moment.

^{Acquiring Target_ SYSTEM CONFLICT
//PACIFIST PROTOCOLS ENGAGED
#CODE 17 ::Hostility Requirements_ Not%Met::
Checking _}

78 beeped a low tone twice at the bewildered and suddenly red-faced gentleman. 78's head tilted slightly to the side and they played a recording of the man's voice back, "Useless hunk of trash." His eyes widened and once more he heard himself, through the Cyborg's audio, "Useless hunk of trash." As suddenly sweating man retreated a step, 78 played the audio more slowly, then louder, then a third time with a spliced in audio clip--
"Useless hunk of--SS%Z##Z&ZZT-- Meat."

-== ORIGIN STORY ==-

Hello! If you have any space in this RP, I'd like to join.
Here is my CS for review! Thank you for your time.

Antoinette aka Ambush

Non-Costume Picture

Name
Antoinette Jackson

Nickname
"Ant"

Secret Identity
Ambush

Gender
Female

Age
24

Date of Birth
7 June

Height
5ft 7in

Weight
130lbs

---

Appearance
Average height, average build, and about as unassuming as they come. Antoinette has tightly coiled black hair that she often braids, twists, or brushes out, depending on the outfit. Her skin is brown, her eyes are dark, and her clothing style can usually be described as relaxed or trendy. She'll often accessorize with bracelets, rings, and necklaces, but none of them have any particular meaning. More often than not her nails are painted professionally with neon colors and designs. There are no serious scars or tattoos on her body, only a few remnants of childhood falls and Parkour jumps that were too short.

Costume

Literal Motocross Gear

There is nothing special or unique about the Motocross gear. In fact, it's very brightly colored and quite conspicuous. She wears the full set of Motocross armor as well. In addition she wears a black backpack with a 4ft steel pipe attached to it by a couple of strands of cloth tied into knots. Her gear is affordable, durable, and protection enough from the usual low-power villain.

Personality
Introverted and extroverted in equal parts. Quiet when she wants to be but loud once comfortable around people. There's an inward sense of loneliness and isolation that keeps Antoinette from interacting more or being "nice". What's the point of making friends when they'll forget you? That being said she's inwardly frustrated and often comes across as rude or curt. She won't hold back insults and is quick to argue when she thinks she's right. Antoinette is used to doing things her way and at her pace, so teamwork is quite difficult, especially when the team tends to forget she's around.

If Antoinette can solve a problem in fewer steps, she most assuredly will, and doesn't care for collateral damage or the "aftermath" of certain decisions. A lot of her actions are taken with the thought in mind that no one will know she did them. Even if she seems perpetually disgruntled, it's simply because she is passionate about nearly everything, and her arguing is because she cares. Despite her aggressive nature, Antoinette is something of an optimist. She will always expect the best of a situation, even though she's experienced catastrophic disappointment in the past. This furious optimism is probably out of spite, at this point.

Backstory
Antoinette Jackson is the only child of "The Sahara Shade" and "Meteor", two superheroes that primarily operated in Rwanda. They relocated to America upon the birth of their child, in order to raise her in a more stable situation, and to take a break from violent conflict. She was raised in Bakersfield, California where nothing interesting could or ever happened. Her powers manifested quietly and gently, with her parents suddenly remembering they accidentally left their child at the mall one day, but only after they came home and wondered who's legos were laying around. This prompted her parents into tracing back their pattern of forgetfulness and consulting a powerful telepathic friend who confirmed that, yes, at the age of 8, Antoinette did indeed have a low-power mixture of her parents abilities.

From that day forward, Antoinette was raised with a lot of attention, routine, and extra schooling. Antionette's parents had to both remember their child existed and ensure she understood her powers thoroughly. Those powers developed and mutated over time, leading to more and more vigilance on their part, which caused Antoinette to resent her parents for being extremely overbearing. Because of this however, her parents were successful in helping Antionette use her powers in constructive or helpful ways, despite the fact they could have been used for no-good or subterfuge. Years later when Antoinette began attending College in Suhona, she came to figure out that she didn't even need an alias as a crime fighter, because nobody would ever remember it was her.

---

Superpowers

• Extremely Forgettable // Near Invisibility --
  Not a physically manifesting power whatsoever. Ambush possesses the ability to be easily forgotten about, unless one is concentrating specifically on her. She's even able to vanish while standing close to someone-- by causing a distraction that takes their attention away from her, then stepping out of their line of sight-- they find themselves unable to see her, unless highly focused on finding exactly someone that looks like her, but even then people tend to forget what exactly they're looking for. Confusion often results, which causes the effects of, "What was I just doing?" to settle in more. Crowds or groups make her especially forgettable, due to how many others and distractions there are around.
  
  This power even goes so far as to fool mechanical systems in an erroneous fashion-- machines can detect her briefly, lose detection the next moment, then detect her again. Beings with heightened sensory and perception can usually still detect her, unless their senses are overloaded by something else. If she stands still and concentrates, she can even evade those types, but only if she doesn't move and focuses-- which can cause heavy physical and mental exertion on her end.
  
  Unfortunately the longer someone isn't focused on or reminded of her, the less they remember her, unless specifically reminded of instances she was present. Even people with photographs of Ambush can forget who she is. This has made for a lot of very awkward family reunions, as this ability can't be turned off, and years of her absence can cause people to forget she exists entirely. There's a small conspiracy theory discussion board surrounding her existence, she is aware of it and laughing about it.
  
  Cats can see her without question but, who are they going to tell?

Gadgets

• "Franklin" the Steel Pipe --
  A 4ft pipe, steel, 1.4in diameter, approximately 4.3lbs.
  An ordinary pipe with a couple of sections wrapped in skateboard grip tape.
  Looks a little rusted.
• 2019 Yamaha YZ250 Motorcycle --
  Ordinary motocross motorcycle, painted hot pink, and maintained diligently.
• U58C Quadcopter --
  A drone with a built in camera, purchased from the internet.
• 60M Rope --
  Standard climbing rope, orange color.

Talents

• Animal Health Science -- Currently in school to become a veterinarian.
• Parkour and Rock Climbing -- Both a hobby and a useful skill.
• Motocross Riding -- What else is there to do in the California desert?
• Origami -- She can fold an obscene amount of animals and shapes.
• Small Electronic Repair -- Drones, RC cars, RC planes, and old radios mostly.

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Guardian 78

^{Contacting #HOST78_
#HOST78 Not Found_}

Guardian 78 // "Kill-bot"

^{(aka Rogue Unit, Murder-Bot, a long list of other derogatory names...)}

s p e c i e s Cyborg, Human

a g e 50 (Chronologically)

h e i g h t/ w e i g h t 5ft 5in // 150lbs

g e n d e r N/A

^{Contacting #HOST78_
#HOST78 Not Found_}

P O W E R

McCall-Ravnel Technological Industries, Guardian Series Cyborg, Produced for 19th Special Defense Forces
Features Include:

• HERC+ Frame:
  Capable of lifting maximum 1 ton, Hydraulic shock absorption, Chrom-Titan armored chassis, CuO nano-cooling system, self-correcting electromagnetic overload switch, and ball-socket joints capable of full revolution twists. This Cyborg operative can exceed full human counterparts in strength and durability. Speed and flight upgrade components are available.
• Advanced Targeting Systems:
  Cyborg operative has aim and coordination within a 2% error margin. Near perfect aim with mechanical precision both with ranged and melee weaponry.
• Empathetic Response Software:
  Integrating the human component with computerized response times. Adaptable decision making, based upon host-ware emotion and moral compass, with five times the processing speed. Upgraded from previous models that often struggled to come to decisions in time, much as humans do.
• Petabyte Memory Capacity:
  Cyborg operative is capable of learning various programs, with perfect memory, based upon available memory capacity. Simply upload the program and the operative knows it down to the letter. Memory must be routinely scrubbed of obsolete and irrelevant programs in order to make room for up to date information.
• Self-Contained Black Box:
  Learn how, when, and why the cyborg operative was damaged beyond repair with integrated combat recording. The Black Box was constructed to be virtually indestructible-- stress tested through heat, atmospheric pressure, and cold. Self-Destruct package available for purchase.

w e a k n e s s

• ::ERROR C͌͊Oͯ͊D̄͗̇̇̾ͯ͝E̡̓̉ͬ̓̓ 67:: P͏ A͠ C̕ ̨I̷ F I͞ ̡S ̸T̕ PROTOCOL:: ACTIVE /̡̹̒̒ͬ̅ͬ̔/̦̻̬̆ͨ̓ͥ̆̇̊ͅ ̼̠̉̾̇E̢͍̣̠̖̮̓ͩ̏ͨRͮ͒̂ͭ̅̊R̯̱̲͔͓͇̒̎̃͂O͓ͮ͢R̲̝͉͇̰̺̱ͥ͂͘ ͭͧ҉/͚̹ͩ͡/͕͇̠̲̤̠̽
  Cyborg operative currently unable to wield traditional weaponry (i.e. Guns, Knives) upon own volition until scheduled maintenance complete. Consult technician immediately. Caution! 10/2036 :: Technician 1432D Note// Didn't stop it from shoving a pipe through the chief's guts and I can't shut the ER Softw a S̲̬̣͚̮͎o̴͎͕̫̥̩̪f͉̗͉̺̻͠ṱ̙̫͘w̳͠ ̲̬͎̭͞a̠̞̱̟ ̢r̝͎ẹ̗͓̤͖̹ͅre off. Own volition my ass! Traditional weaponry isn't that limiting when you can toss a single tonE̛̝ ̻̜̝͓̹͟R̴̤̞ ̵̬̻ͅR͉͙̣̟͎ ͙̤̗̗̱͇Ơ̠͉R̶̰̺͕̼͎̲ͅ/̡͙̩̫ͅ/̩̺̠̖̭
• Technician 9864Y Note// Clearly Not A Stealth Model:
  I have changed out MULTIPLE components and I still can't figure out what's making all that noise! Almost like the whole thing is vibrating, humming, and whistling all at once. Good grief. Not to mention how the joints whirr and scrape, it's annoying. I guess folks didn't care if it made all that noise in the middle of a firefight but this is excessive. Recorded between 50 and 70 decibels. And when it tries to lift something VERY heavy? Around 90-- That's lawnmower loud. 06/2032
• Technician 1432D Note// Non-Amphibious?:
  I thought all these Cyborgs were capable of amphibious operations but the Guardian series apparently can't swim, no matter how many swimming programs we include. They can't even walk along the bottom! There's a package that was under development to make them you know, not emergency shut down whenever they exceed a twelve foot depth. I'll figure something out. At least it can stand the rain and not blow up. Then again, this one's sturdier than the newer models but I still wouldn't take it diving anytime soon. 01/2032
• Technician 2889J Note// Short and Stocky?:
  Who's idea was it to have a cyborg this short? When it did the jump height test, the thing barely made it to the six foot mark. Then there's the fact that it's very unimposinVEHICLES OF THE ERA FEATURED A 6FT INTERIOR CLEARANCE AT MAX//FIVE FOOT BY SEVEN INCHES WIDTH AT MAX//TRANSPORTATION EASE// OPERATIONAL EASE//IMPOSING SILHOUETTE IRRELEVANT I think that was the Operative's response! Can you respond again? Hello? Operative? I'll highlight this one and the date for record. I don't think that was the system itself-- it was opinionated. I think? The phrasing of the irrelevance of an imposing silhouette? We thought you were dead. 10/2030
• Technician 2889J Note// Antiquated:
  It's an old Cyborg, another country's trash, AND something people literally dubbed the "Kill-Bot"? We're doing our best to make this thing work but it's old. Basically stapling and gluing on new tech onto a rusted blender. I keep getting error codes and breaking it the more I go along. On top of that the uh, "Biological components" are nothing more than a few bones and the Cyborg's memories. Oh man. May as well call it a robot with skeletal decoration! The rest of you should pull the black box recording of the Cambridge Bay Massacre. See what this thing did! And they said it was melted down after that! Why are we doing this again? What can we even learn from this thing? 08/2030

^{Contacting #HOST78_
#HOST78 Not Found_}

I N F O

F͠ILE͢/́/̛U̡ser_1̵19͢8̧9̛8́8́/͘/In͢f̵o͠/̨X:̀acce͢ss҉_̢Y ́O U

^{I am not the flesh
Or the rotting bone
Ą ҉śo͘ul ̷co͏nce͠p̧t
f͡or͡ ͝all e͢xcep̀t
those who breathe no̷ ̢m̵or̛e̸}

::Initiate self_repair protocol::

^{Contacting #HOST78_
#HOST78 Not Found_}

Threat Engaged_

^{Contacting #HOST78_
#HOST78 Not Found_}

Threat Eliminated_ //:Initiate Self_Repair Protocol|| Log/Question: Date/time status? ERROR 12:: M-RTI Network Down_ Unable to Sync_//:Recommended_ Locate stronger signal area. Log/Observation: Reactivation in unknown location. Satellite signal weak. Possible catastrophic disaster imminent. ##Warning_Incoming:: [Tank?Wheeled?As_M_//M1_Abrams/ERROR/::UNCLASSIFIED:: ##h11ERrrrHigh Capacity Laser Emitter, Armored, Class::ERROR:://:Threat_Eliminated//

^{Contacting #HOST78_
#HOST78 Not Found_}

^{Contacting #HOST78_
#HOST78 Not Found_}

//Filename_Not_Found//
^{Technician 2889J Contact// Apologies: You're still alive in there! I know for sure now and I feel like the only one who knows. Why don't you tell the others? Look, I'm sorry for insulting you. I found the reports. Most of your body was thrown away as if it were trash, which is why there's so little organic in here. You're more metal struts, light Kevlar, and duracomp binding than body. Do you know that? What is your name? Will you respond? I know you can hear me. I know you can. Do you remember how to respond? We'll work on it together. We'll figure something out. 12/2030}