Jul 07, 2009 18:07
I suppose I can't put it off any longer....
[Gesicht sits in in front of the communicator, and fidgets awkwardly for a bit, as if steeling his nerves]
As many of you know by now, I am a robot. The, er, porter that brought us here saw fit to leave me in that state. No, I'm not entirely certain why I am an exception to what appears to be a rule.
Now, as a robot, I can't consume food. That is, I can pretend to, but it does nothing for me.
I suppose what I'm saying is, I'm running out of catalyst.
[And insert him describing what kind of fuel cell he uses, and what kind of catalyst he takes, and other stuff that his canon really doesn't go into]
Is there anyone who can help me with this?
† gesicht | n/a