codename_duchess: (YES IDIOT I DO)
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[The communicator clicks on and catches the sounds of violent coughing and desperate gasps for breath, which swiftly turns into equally loud and violent shouting.] Ha ha, guys, great joke! Let Archer inhale water then dump his semiconscious body in this new place called the Middle of Nowhere while we wait for him to call for an extraction, because that’s really freaking funny! You know what else would’ve been hilarious? TAKING ME TO A GODDAMN HOSPITAL!

Seriously, I’ve got water in my ears. Do you know how annoying that is? It’s like having a piece of coral stuck in your scuba flipper, which I wouldn’t know anything about because you three took all the gear. Dammit, Lana! I did not skipper a submersible down to the bottom of the freaking ocean to be abandoned like a redheaded stepchild!

Oh hey, speaking of, is this one of Mother’s training exercises? Because great timing, this is classic her. Sure, her only child could use some help getting seawater out of his lungs, but let’s toss him out in a survival scenario instead, that’ll accomplish WAY more!

[There is a beat wherein the speaker appears to reconsider, and when he continues his voice is bewildered instead of angry.]

Where the hell am I, anyway? Helloooo, idiots?

Date: 2013-09-20 01:38 am (UTC)
hellofleshyones: (whut.)
From: [personal profile] hellofleshyones
Somewhere out in the expanse of space inside a cruise ship outfitted for intergalactic travel. I have attempted to calculate the exact co-ordinates however it is frustratingly difficult with my capabilities dampened.

[You wanted the literal answer, right? Whatever. He's giving it to you anyway.

And then he tilts his head to evaluate; there's a quiet whirr that might be background noise but just as easily might not be. He's analyzing.]


Do you wish for the truthful answer or one which would be designed to spare your idiot fleshy feelings?

Date: 2013-09-20 02:13 am (UTC)
hellofleshyones: (data data data)
From: [personal profile] hellofleshyones
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.

Date: 2013-09-20 02:42 am (UTC)
hellofleshyones: (happy robot)
From: [personal profile] hellofleshyones
Exactly zero of my processing coils care if you beat up criminals or not. If anything their becoming meat pulp would be quite pleasing to me. Particularly the police ones.

I am assuming that is supposed to have some kind of meaning. If you are referring to your warden I am pleased to inform you that you have no choice or voice in the selection. It appears to be at random.

Date: 2013-09-20 10:58 am (UTC)
hellofleshyones: (swiss army robot)
From: [personal profile] hellofleshyones
Provided I do not reduce you to a sticky puddle of goo first. I can repair myself. Can you?

Date: 2013-09-20 04:18 pm (UTC)
hellofleshyones: (this keg is mine)
From: [personal profile] hellofleshyones
And I am equipped with nanites and self-sealing lines. I do not see how that comes close to comparing, particularly when all of your internal meat sacks are reduced to the type of meat you consume and your structural integrity is nonexistent.

Date: 2013-09-21 03:35 pm (UTC)
hellofleshyones: (CAN YOU BE TRUSTED)
From: [personal profile] hellofleshyones
...you are suggesting I consume other robots?

You are evidently neurologically defective if that is the message you interpreted.
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