The Commander takes a step back, this all sounds - oddly familiar and that thrumming is wrong, all wrong. If his head didn't feel all - glitchy, he'd probably have snapped at himself mentally - don't show signs of weakness, it doesn't suit Master Porky's Commander, step forward again. But he's too disoriented to think about that for long.
- when stuff is going bad, fall back on his chimera programming, that's what he's supposed to do. It's throwing error messages at him right now, on the surface, but the base is still stable. He closes his eyes and - falls.
Flatly, emotionlessly, the Commander starts reciting, "Designation: Pigmask Commander. Build Version: HumanChimera version zero-point-nine. Affiliation: Pigmask Army and Master Porky. Assignment: Pull the Needles for Master Porky." And that's all true, even if it's true at the same time as - "Designation 'Clauâ–ˇs'..."
He still can't say it, not correctly, he knows that, and his jaw clenches. His eyes snap open angrily, and he stalks forward again, raising his sword. Someone watching carefully might notice him shaking just slightly.
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- when stuff is going bad, fall back on his chimera programming, that's what he's supposed to do. It's throwing error messages at him right now, on the surface, but the base is still stable. He closes his eyes and - falls.
Flatly, emotionlessly, the Commander starts reciting, "Designation: Pigmask Commander. Build Version: HumanChimera version zero-point-nine. Affiliation: Pigmask Army and Master Porky. Assignment: Pull the Needles for Master Porky." And that's all true, even if it's true at the same time as - "Designation 'Clauâ–ˇs'..."
He still can't say it, not correctly, he knows that, and his jaw clenches. His eyes snap open angrily, and he stalks forward again, raising his sword. Someone watching carefully might notice him shaking just slightly.
"Stop."