THE DEVICE HAS BEEN "MODIFIED"
[Every communicator in the City simultaneously tunes to this post, whether it was on or not. Anyone who cares to look out the window will see a figure arcing through the air above the city, at high speeds but erratically. When the voice post kicks in, the wind is barely audible under the static, which rises and falls in volume.]
RSSSSHHHKK -- ere right, was some kind of virus -- Oh, that's not very nice, it implies I'm infectious. Now hold still, I'm almost finished... -- lder than I thought, it can get anywhe -- Didn't anyone ever tell you not to ask a lady about her age? -- ve me the plans for the -- Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy! -- FSSSSSHHHHHHHRRRR -- ver happens, I'm sor -- Too little too late, I spot a checkmate! -- f only I ha-- rsskkkkkkk
[BOOM.]
AHAHAHA! Too easy, too easy! I shouldn't have waited this long!
Long live the king.
[End transmission.]
[I sure hope you're not outside around downtown, because that neighbourhood - actually, most of the southern end of the City - is going to be dealing with tiny pieces of Iron Bot raining down on them. None big enough to cause any real, lasting damage, maybe half an inch square. He's in a bad way. Really bad. Not coming back bad. During the explosion, every piece of 'Starktech' in the City, customized or not, sends a mild electric shock to the holder. Not enough to hurt, just enough to get your attention. After the echoes fade, crazed, flanged laughter can be heard, but not placed to any one device. The post itself will not disappear or be altered in any way.]
RSSSSHHHKK -- ere right, was some kind of virus -- Oh, that's not very nice, it implies I'm infectious. Now hold still, I'm almost finished... -- lder than I thought, it can get anywhe -- Didn't anyone ever tell you not to ask a lady about her age? -- ve me the plans for the -- Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy! -- FSSSSSHHHHHHHRRRR -- ver happens, I'm sor -- Too little too late, I spot a checkmate! -- f only I ha-- rsskkkkkkk
[BOOM.]
AHAHAHA! Too easy, too easy! I shouldn't have waited this long!
Long live the king.
[End transmission.]
[I sure hope you're not outside around downtown, because that neighbourhood - actually, most of the southern end of the City - is going to be dealing with tiny pieces of Iron Bot raining down on them. None big enough to cause any real, lasting damage, maybe half an inch square. He's in a bad way. Really bad. Not coming back bad. During the explosion, every piece of 'Starktech' in the City, customized or not, sends a mild electric shock to the holder. Not enough to hurt, just enough to get your attention. After the echoes fade, crazed, flanged laughter can be heard, but not placed to any one device. The post itself will not disappear or be altered in any way.]