I am not a cyborg, meatsack. I contain no squishy hoo-man parts. I am one hundred percent machine.
[He taps his chestplate as emphasis. It thunks in a way he seems to find particularly pleasing, if the way he grins is any indication.
...it's not a very pleasant or comforting grin, closer to a cross between a smirk and what some probably predatory alien race might think a grin looks like after watching a serial killer convention for a week.
It's honestly better than one of his other brothers. At least he doesn't have sharp teeth.]
You are on an interdimensional transport vessel tasked with the rehabilitation of a number of individuals deemed morally deficient in some way. You are most likely dead. There is no escape so it is useless to attempt one.
no subject
[He taps his chestplate as emphasis. It thunks in a way he seems to find particularly pleasing, if the way he grins is any indication.
...it's not a very pleasant or comforting grin, closer to a cross between a smirk and what some probably predatory alien race might think a grin looks like after watching a serial killer convention for a week.
It's honestly better than one of his other brothers. At least he doesn't have sharp teeth.]
You are on an interdimensional transport vessel tasked with the rehabilitation of a number of individuals deemed morally deficient in some way. You are most likely dead. There is no escape so it is useless to attempt one.