Robotic Redemption's Links
"Incoming transmission...Another world? ...Ah, how cute. So eager to learn. Making note...will send a correspondence shortly."
"I sent a transmission to another world, it was supposedly one full of metal. I can't really land on it since it's so toxic...but I got an answer! From the Queen herself, interesting! She seems nice, just sad. I wonder what kind of robot she is?"
"Incoming transmission... Ah, thank goodness for that little girl. Strange, from that other one? Ion? A sibling? Let me see...gears whirring, turning, turning, turning, even now, gears turning, even now, you're plotting. You're plotting. You're plotting. Be careful, toxins are sold this high for a reason. My subjects know nothing. A toxic wasteland, a safe place. Me, dying. Me, already dead. Me, data, data, data...incoming transmission. ...I love you, I missed you. Mono..."
"Incoming transmission! Sending! Sending! Let me send. Who? Ah, so uncomfortable, why- Ah. Ah. AH. AH. AH. NO NO NO NO NO CHROME? CHROME? CHROME? WHY, WHY, WHY IN SUCH A BAD PLACE, WHY? WHY? WHY? OUT OF THERE. NOW. NOW. NOW. ...Fine. Alright. Fine. ...Not something DATA is it? Already, you...hmph. Your subjects do not know of this. Of them. Attacking. Of more slaves. I like the Black Market. Tis fun to study. Tis. Tis. TIS. I want you here. I want you safe. I love you, I love you, come back. I love you, I love you, he took it. Then me. You're first. But now. NO LOVE. BECAUSE YOU'RE A PRICK. Ugh. ...Toxins. NOW."
"Incoming transmission...oh, hello Electrode. Even now...I don't like when someone is playing with words. A nameless thing, too close to a name...he's too rebellious. Chrome, Chrome, a lovely name, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome. Mono, Mono, you do not remember. Born somewhere else. Mono, Mono, you were not with us, thank god. Mono, Mono, Mono...I am fine. Thank god you are calm. But you cannot see that torment. I know you're guilty. I know you're sad. Even if I am not an empath, I can see. Now. How shall we start this? A discussion...you want me to be a diplomat again? ...Already, another ship...very well. I make sure- ...Alone. If I can? ...Or not? ...I'll take a few of my entourages and have a ball~"
"Incoming transmission...how are you? Even now. ...Was someone being dumb~? Even now, names. Even now, he wants a name. ...You read books. Some did not. I rather not read a book. Anyway- ...Yep. We're dead. You're dead too. We are so dead. ...I can see that tail, woman. Come on. ...Geez, stop looking at my face, there's nothing there. ...You're studying. ...There's nothing there. ...I practiced a bit. But I didn't do much. ...I don't know what to do, I'm helpless. What do I do? ...Anyway, can you be a diplomat. I know he can see what the Queen is seeing. So. Can you go out? For once? ...How about alone? Can we? Can we? Can we? I love magic~ But can we? Can we? Can we? ...Okay, not alone~ But yes, <i>let's dance.</i>"
"Incoming transmission...ah, the smarter one. ...I trust your first more. She's just broken, she needs a hug. ...Shadow is fine. He's fine. You two are not. Triplets, even now? No, more. Even me. Even me. Even me...siblings, siblings, siblings, even now, siblings, siblings, siblings, even now... I remember being with you. A ship, a ship, sailing, sold, toxic wasteland to be made. Body, deteriorating. Even now, even now, safe. Even now, even now- what? Dying? Yeah right, I am fine. I can push. I am fine. As Queen I am fine. ...Gears whirring, turning, even now, you worry? I am fine. My subjects are fine. Get to the point."
"Incoming transmission. Sending... Ah, hi Robotica! How are you. ...Trust my first more. Sure. Whatever. She's not doing well. ...A hug? Seriously? Come on we're fine, aren't we? ...Why aren't we fine? She's kinda...whatever. ...Why are you talking about the past? Even now, that toxic wasteland...you said the gases there were already made for such a place. I never did believe it...and you will not let us see. Already...why do you let JARABE of all people see it? ...You keep in contact with him. You keep in contact with experiments. Even now, even now, you keep in contact. Even now, even now...anyway, your gases. We might need them. ...Not for toxins, heh heh. At least we learned. From a stupid person that's your husband. SEVERAL. TIMES. Screw him I love him too. Anyway, let's play a game, shall we~?"
"Incoming transmission... Received. How may I help you? ...Ion? Nice to meet you. Give me your message. ...Grinding, grinding, already, your voice, that powerful? You dare, you dare, already, that powerful? Not now, do not emphasize. I can see that your soundwaves are resonating and increasing. Even now, even now, you're singing. Stop singing. Stop. ...Message received. Will contact others. Do keep them in contact."
"Incoming transmission, sending...even now. Hahaha, hi. Ion. No other designation. I much prefer Ion. Now, how about you help us? Even now, you're doubting again. How about a song? The planet turning, even now- oh geez. Okay never mind you're as good as me. Never mind. Never mind. You're tittering. OKAY OKAY OKAY NOT TITTERING, GRINDING. Geez. But anyway, yeah, we need to keep in contact. Your toxic wasteland, even now, do you still utilize it? A way to keep your economy going...I don't like it. It's so cruel. ...Other beings need toxic wastelands? Who says? ...The hell's a spore? Whatever, another weird word...even now, a weird word...anyway, message delivered. Will keep in contact."
"Incoming transmission...Ah, Arc? Are you going to be the better corresponder? ...Oh, you're not. Oh dear. In any case, do be careful, this many people in contact will create- ERROR. ERROR. TRANSMISSION FAILING. TRANSMISSION- Sorry, it was lost a bit. Now, shall we talk? And try to be calm. ...You are more fiery than you think."
"Incoming transmission, sending...come on, let's see who- NO NO NO NO NO CHROME WHY WHY WHY GET OUT OF THERE YOU ARE DYING. YOU ARE <i>DYING<i>. I SEE IT, I SEE IT, EVEN NOW, YOU'RE DYING, EVEN NOW, YOUR TAIL, YOUR TAIL, I CAN SEE IT, SO THIN, SO THIN, EVEN NOW, GET OVER HERE NOW. GET OVER HERE. GET. OVER- oh for God's sake you're being a prick JUST STOP- Oh. Right. Too many people. Agh. Right. Calming. Calming. You're a prick you kno- ...Fine. ...Calmer. Better? You were always like this. BROTHER. In any case, let's t- don't. Make. Me. MAD."
"Incoming transmission...oh, good, the coordinators are lovely. Hello, how are you? ...You're clearly wanting to speak. State your business. ...Ah, more freaking out. Already, even now, gears turning, worry- oh shut up I'm fine this is how I normally speak. I am not. DYING. ...Yeah right, you with the sa- oh. ...Not really. Hahahahahaha, no. In any case, commander, shall we talk? Already, my army, my army of robots, we can provide what you need. Do you accept? Or is it not safe? ...Very well, a different correspondence. Canceling transmission."
"Sending transmission. Alright, I- ...Okay then. Hello. Robotica, is it? ...Or should I say CHROME. Thank you for giving me permission to speak. I have a reason to freak out. You. And I. WERE IN THE SAME DAMN KINGDOM AND YOU WERE SOLD. ...That ship, just traveling, colonizing, even now, just colonizing. Our pain, our suffering, we had to cling to each other for solidarity. And you. Were sold. To someplace so ghastly we thought you died. Apparently not. Why? Did you ask? To be sent? To such a place? Just because you're data? SO AM I. Don't do that. And come back. I know you're upset. ...Come on, come back. And I know how to dance. Come on, dance with me, my gears, grinding, my life, in your hands- FUCK OFF ugh anyway we'll talk. CLEARLY you will not see reason. In any case, I will enjoy this dance. Just be careful not to draw my ire. Over YOUR DEATH."
"Incoming transmission...oh, lovely, the second in command. Well, it's a good thing you're a calm one normally. Will you speak with me? ...Good. In any case, you're feeling a bit perky. Shall we discuss matters over our toxins? Already, at this price, you would surely be able to satisfy your Black Market needs. ...I know what I'm doing, being here. I know how my body reacts. ...You do not realize what I have, do you? ...And there you go, freaking out. In any case, will you listen? ...Fine, here, my tail. ...I don't need a cuddle time, as he calls it. Both. And neither. In any case, shall we continue? Or will you continue to shriek over my misery? ...Good. Now. Be a good pet and do as I say or I'm sure I will cancel this transaction."
"Sending transmission, even now...alright, here we are. ...Robotica, is it? Nice to meet you. I see you're doing well. ...I believe we do have matters to discuss, my God surely wants to create more bombs. ...Of a sort. I do love your world for this reason, I do want to study more. Oh, but you decided to be sold there, did you not? Our agreement, our little secret. So. What do you have to say for yourself? ...What about your body? ...Your...body...your...the...disease...my...first...my...second...they...with the...degeneration...death...rotting...acceleration...we...who keep having...this disease...know that we cannot...go back...if...ah, your Dropzilla body. Let me see your tail. NOW. ...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, EVEN NOW, UNABLE TO TOUCH, EVEN NOW EVEN NOW EVEN NOW YOU CANNOT TOUCH YOU CANNOT TOUCH EVEN NOW EVEN NOW EVEN NOW the feeling of softness, even now, accelerating, even now, accelerating, we cannot touch, we cannot touch, we cannot touch or we will die. We cannot touch, we cannot touch, we cannot touch, even now even now even now I want to feel my son's hand even now...thankfully as a Drop I do not have it. We tried everything. EVERYTHING. To feel again. Some things still stay. Even now, even now, even now...why can't we touch...? ...You. Better be alright. You are dying, I can see it. I want you over here to- ...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH FINE! Ugh, I lost my temper. And do not make me angry. I am already upset over this. ...Even now, please, a cure, will they use it? My God, my God, save us all, my God, my God...why hast thou forsaken me...?"
"...Father? Even now...I only heard snippets. ...I'm already trembling as we speak. You, dying. Me, with you. So hungry, so hungry, you continued to sob in your sleep. You were smiling, I think. So hungry, so hungry, you craved it in your sleep as you trembled. Few could come down. We relied on each other to see who could. Your children, we love you, we swear. ...I still remember it. You, smiling in want of food. You, wanting to be loved so badly you sang in songs. ...Just songs, to calm us. And yet your heart was dying. ...Why am I dying? I try to be strong, I really do. Mono, I'm sorry, I'm the weak one here. I'm sorry, I'm sorry...data touches can do well in keeping me alive. ...Allen says it's not enough. ...Father? Isn't it enough? Isn't it?"
"I don't know where my children are. I miss them...where are you? I dreamt of a strange land of poison and toxic wastes where one of my children was ruling. I could breathe, I was swimming through the air. You're ruling fine. But you cannot touch. Again, those claws. Again, the same thing. The same claws, the same hands...why do they remind me of him? The first, even now...I wonder how that baker is doing? I know things as a former medic. Even now, that disease...I wish I could do something, but I don't know what. Hm...I wonder how that ghostie is doing?"
"Incoming transmission. Receiving...hello again, Jarabe, my brother. It seems everyone is abuzz with the news Father is nearby. I don't know why the fuss, honestly...there's so much more to worry about. ...A war. The lives of millions. Us, causing the world to turn. Gears whirring, turning, fading, even now, we fade, we fade, we fade...well at least you know I'm not dying. Unlike some people. Idiots. In any case, shall we discuss matters? We still have much to study, you and I. ...Get the experimenter, now. He will have fun studying with us all."
"Incoming transmission. Sending...even now, you're still holed up there. ...I wouldn't be able to stand it. Those toxins do well in keeping your body in shape...really well...I hate it, data people can handle it fine. No one else. Those toxins are lovely, poisons entering the system, even now, we study, even now... Oh, good morning! How's life? We have a lot to talk about! ...Oh, yeah, a lot to talk about. War. Oh that's fun. People. That's fun too. Messed up families. Even more fun. Fate- fuck that, I don't want to talk about fate. Hey, stop fading, you're just dying from being too old. God I feel old. I hate life. I really hate it. Let me dieeeeeeeeeeeeee. Hahahahahaha, even now, they have to worry. ...I hate Siarl so much, she's a bitch. In any case, we should study things some more, just all these components to help us out. Just something...and they would seek to destroy it. Even now, the idiots of the future and past...ugh, I hate our Mother. Anyway- oh, him? ...He's not gonna like your condition. ...Fine, we'll talk. You trust him that much? I'll accept. But you better not make him freak out too much to come to me."
"Incoming transmission. Receiving...good, you're here. Stoic Slacker, is it? Nice to meet you. Even now, you're doing well to study everything. As much as you hate being experimented on, at least you have fun doing something else. Just like her. Just like him. Just like them. Why do they love to study the dark arts so? Like you. Like everyone else. Just to save. Only to take hatred. Gears whirring, grinding, even now, you die from it. Even now...like me...haha, you're fine. See? We're fine like this. Calm and composed, I am a wonderful dancer at times. But this body, scattering, collapsing, dying, even now...I'm still dying. I will not die now. I'm still here. I'll still be here for a bit. ...I hope everything will be alright, but I do need these toxins to support it. Even while traveling...gears whirring, turning, she's typing, she's typing, even now, Father's words, how I love them! Even now, even now, even now- he's going to kill me oh god STOP LAUGHING HOLY SHIT I AM GOING TO DIE AND HE CAN HAUNT ME WELL. Okay. Anyway. Talk to you when he's done. HELP."
"Incoming transmission. Sending...hey. Stoic here. Just having a ball experimenting, don't mind me. We're just studying things, come on. ...Ugh, shut up about those experiments. I hate them, them doing it to us. Those were not experiments. Those were torture. An effective method to kill our hearts. Even now, Father, dying in his sleep, even now, his light, dying in his eyes, even now, just holding his children as his stomach growls for love...even now even now even now he is tormented. I hate it. And I will continue to stain my hands, thanks. I don't care if we're all like this, we all agreed. I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. And they agree too. I love them all, I do, I'll keep staining my hands for them. ...Even if they fall, we will fall with them. My family, I will not let them die. I will be a shield for them so they will live happily. ...I don't know, I'm dying too. They're so nice...but I'm tired of not having a nice time. ...You know what I mean. I hate my words. I just want to sleep at times...okay shut up about dancing I love dancing but I can't write now okay? Already, you dancing, a wonderful dance, would you like it, as he would say? He's dying even worse, I feel, he's still here...he's barely hanging on. And I know she's here but the fact she cannot love him as she is...oh. Oh she is? Lovely. She's weird. She's so w- oh my god not Father. Pffft. I should cut it off. He's going to love this, heheheheheheheh. ...He better be okay, he's dying as we speak."
"Incoming transmission. Receiving...Arca. Well met. Even now, you're still experimenting. Even now, taking like us all. Even now...you know you die with the God of the Sun. And your brother. Your CHILD, keep in mind. Even now, even now, even now- why can't I? I'm a good ghostie- OH THAT'S WHY YOU'RE TALKING LIKE THAT YOU FUCK. HOLY SHIT HE'S AFTER ME AGAIN. I HATE THIS SO MUCH GO AWAY. UGH. IS THIS BECAUSE I'M HERE? JUST STOP. OH CRAP HE'S COMING GOD DAMN DREAMING PERSON NO."
"Sending transmission. Even now...you're still doing this game. I hate this, all of it. Alright, hey. How are you Robotica? You doing well? Ugh, I'm so tired, I swear...ugh...I just want to lie down. I don't know what to do. ...I wonder how Sosar is doing? I love my brother that much...and not like that. Fuck that. Not everyone likes it and you KNOW he was split from my data. You should stop reading me like a book. A well read book you can't sing about. ...TAKE THAT YOU FUCK YOU BETTER DIE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'm going to videotape this everyone needs it."