The passage of time in this place is not easily tracked, not without a clock of some sort, anyway. The days may even begin to blend together, only occasionally interrupted by confrontations with the robot spiders or discussion with whoever is on the other end of that terminal.
It seems like things won't change any time soon. But something is off today, and some of you may notice it sooner than others.
The mind-numbing drone of the nearby builder going about its work has been with you from the very start. Located behind the terminal and far down below, it was the first sound you heard upon arriving here. It has been arranging walkways in increasingly complicated and baffling designs, extending them ever outwards into space. This much has not changed at all during your time here; the drone of the machinery moving and metal being slotted into place may even have become somewhat comforting background noise.
It is completely silent today.
The skittering of spider robots through the vents or patrolling the area is not heard either, and though the atmosphere remains as gloomy as ever, the lack of sound will undoubtedly be noticeable to some of you. Thankfully, you can still hear; it's simply that the machines have stopped their usual tasks, for whatever reason.
[ It's through sheer luck that Shizuka avoids being caught up by the hand despite being in the area, but the force of impact on the ground so close-by still makes him jump-- Well, shit. That's two of their group taken out of commission for the time being and--
God, his muscles already feel sore from all the pulling at metal arms the size of his own body. He doesn't think he can actually help get anybody to safety like this, so just-- ]
[ One moment there's Shizuka, and the next there's a blonde guy none of you have ever seen before. He is a good bit more muscular and has the vibe of a delinquent.
The unfamiliar boy grabs Vakama under his (Vakama's) arm joints and begins dragging him out of the robot arm's range. ]
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God, his muscles already feel sore from all the pulling at metal arms the size of his own body. He doesn't think he can actually help get anybody to safety like this, so just-- ]
--shit.
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The unfamiliar boy grabs Vakama under his (Vakama's) arm joints and begins dragging him out of the robot arm's range. ]
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Wh-- Who in the world--
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[ The tone is very snappy and just like Shizuka, but the actual voice of the boy is very different. Lower in pitch and naturally louder. ]
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That, at least, is an answer he immediatelly accepts. It's just a bitchier version of Matau!
ow his head]
Shapeshifting. Got it.
Say something next time.
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... will do.
[ Instead what comes out is an almost subdued agreement. ]
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[nice talk man
he's just gonna lay on the ground for a second until the world stops spinning]