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[snaptrap]

New to the Nexus: A walking pile of garbage.

Okay no that is rather rude, to be more precise, it is a metal man. Iron treated to look copper, by the many silver nicks and scars on his face, and possibly designed around a bear trap and a cutlery set. That nasty looking maw looks like it could take a few fingers off, and his fingers seem as sharp as a razor.

He looks very damaged, however, with only one functioning eye and loudly creaking joints. His habit of constantly expelling large plumes of sooty black smoke is also unattractive.

But maybe his personality will make up for it-

"... The fuck is this load a bullshit."

Or not, please avoid the loud cranky Brooklyn accented tetanus factory as he goes to stomp through the forum, looking a combination of enraged and concerned.

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[madeyousquirm]

Rude robots might become a thing here, and Knock Out shall proudly join the ranks. He's standing somewhere with his arms folded against his chest, and with a scowl on his face. He had plans. He had very big plans so he is just going to stand there and sulk.

"Don't know what this place is other than I already don't like it."

He unfolds his arms and he throws them up in the air. "One moment I was in my medical bay, the next moment I found myself here. You'd think someone would at least give some kind of warning before putting a trans dimensional portal under my feet."

He huffs. "The nerve. Jerks."

[rekindledtitan]

Blaze is planted on a sturdy bench, flipping through files on a tablet-like device when the newcomer draws near. Noise and smoke and swearing are more than enough to get her attention. It's been a slow half-hour.

"What's wrong with you?" she asks - although looking him over, she finds she can start making a list.

[heart_of_a_witch]

Not all people here are metal people, shockingly! There's a decidedly squishy little person seated on one of the couches, ankles primly crossed as she scans a brochure. She's pretty new, too, but taking this all very nicely in stride.

She barely glances up at the robot stomps by, then does a double-take, because...that's different. Huh.

"Uh...I think it's kind of a glitch in reality, technically. Like a pocket dimension only better organized. You didn't come here on purpose either, huh?"

[hudson_nottheriver]

"Aye, you look a little worse for wear," the old creature chuckled, looking him over. "What happened to ye?"