Message #328624

[Trijhak]

IC:

Since the building he was in was shaking, Seth was bracing himself for whatever came next. And then several of the walls exploded, revealing both heavily armed guards and letting the odd disgusting cyborg-corpse things into wherever he was. It sounded almost too ridiculous to be true.

Then it got more ridiculous when the talking motorcycle burst through the remaining walls as if some saviour had come to take him away from the sheer ridiculousness. Then he woke up, and was on the motorcycle somehow, on a road. Was it really just a dream? Which would explain a lot. Then he looked at whatever the talking motorcycle was heading away from, and he got his answer. No. It was not a dream. As evidenced by the cyborgs, loyal to their master, were chasing him. Particularly the cyborgs that were literally fused with motorcycles. That left Seth in a moment that can only be described as 'wut'.

"So, uh, Motorcycle whose name is XV and you can talk, if I remember right, how's your day been? Mine's been rather ridiculous."

"Was travelling with you, then you got taken by that guy, then I got chased by some other guy, still am, somehow found you in an intended hiding place that then went boom, now we have quite a few people chasing us, here we are."

"...do you know where we're going?"

"As the only sentient motorcycle in existence as far as I know, no."

OOC:

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