shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

I'm afraid that this model revolver does not yet come in your size. I could certainly produce a talkative revolver capable of being used by your kind. Unfortunately, that would require someone who would agree to fire me, and a member of your kind who would agree to be fired upon, as well as allow the bullet to feast on their life energy until it grows into a brand new fledgling revolver. The mechanics of this space are rather troublesome at times. >_>

 

Since I've been shipped out to the Zone it's been all wreckage, no subterfuge. No point with the oni- they exist to destroy everything they can get their hands on so we may as well match them in force. I usually get sent in with a few other dragon 'borgs, usually other Tsunami like myself but sometimes an Imperial or Fire Cloud in the mix. Then there's usually some infantry with heavy weapons- most of them are partial or full-conversion borgs but they kept the human shape, just more sturdy and better for firing the giant fuck-off cannons. Sometimes we get a squad of glitterboys, which is always nice. They're only about as big as I am but the Boom Gun is a thing of engineering beauty.

When I was in Hiroshima on the other hand I was mostly sent in as a threat and never had to do anything but look scary. Not even our craziest terrorists want to tangle with a dragon 'borg. And if they do they're usually stupid enough to get ventilated by a sniper before I have to do anything.

 

Three mil-- but we weren't-- but that means we are--! [He devolves into excited chitterchirping, wings flicking and fluttering.]

[He spares a hiss for this line of thought, but is still rather distracted by Archive's revelation.]

 

Oh yes, she's quite a famous actress and acrobat!

 

[Much ???????? chirping]

 

Shh-He?

 

Hm?

 

[...right. Right. Real people words. Do the thing. Stop being a bug. (There are real people bugs somewhere.)]
Yeah, it's-- heh-- it's been a while since we needed to play big and scary, that's the JD's job more than ours, but it's useful if we gotta do interrogation before actually letting 'em die.

 

Spoiler: there is much excited bugchitter, but it may or may not translate properly.

We're real!!! We're real!! They didn't just make us for <swarming/behavioral/tactical advantage>, we can be forged, we're real!!!!!! We're people!!!!!

[He catches himself again, and switches back to Neocybex (or your universal-translator-fixed language of choice).] Uh-- Arkive, right? Did-- Gemwing, were there any others like him around?

 

Sh-he! That word you called him. Gemwing. What´s it mean?

 

It's an alternate pronoun to he and him. I'm a she, and so is Gemwing.

Yes! I believe it's not a particularly common subset of alt-modes, but they're around. Insect-alts tend to swarm together, too, so if you meet one, you're likely to meet others.

 

-big bug- [Of course we´re real! [Comander name] said so! Said if anyone said otherwise we could bite them!!!!!]

 

Sh-e. Sheeeeeeeeee.
Why are you a She?

 

Because I'm not a he, or a they.

 

But why not? What´s different about shes?

 

-She pauses.-

How much do you know about Solus Prime?

 

vwere better!!

 

Who?

You´re not even a mech!

 

Oh! Umm...

-She sits down and gestures for him to come over.-

I'll tell you about her.

 

still a she!!