[ "N--s-, my golden ------.... You are meant for great things. Even if you do not know it yet." The voice of a woman, motherly yet.. oddly cold. Bash has grown used to the occasional flash of a memory. They never make sense to him, though. ]
@TIDALTORRENT Nalu, Nalu, Nalu... got it! committed to memory! I'm sure you can put two-and-two together, but.. I'm--..
[ For a moment, Bash goes completely silent. An odd sort of.. memory bubbled to the surface. As quick as it happened, he brushed it off. ]
... Bash! Glad to meet'cha.
Why have I never seen another Pangolin..? Why does everyone always look at me so strangely? I don't get it. And nobody wants to explain it, either!!!! It's so FRUSTRATIN'.
Sometimes I wonder where I came from. Like, before... /everything/. I obviously wasn't always a cyborg.. but, I can't /remember/ anything from before The Restoration pulled me from that tube.
@TIDALTORRENT [ Leaning against a nearby light post, Bash takes a moment to recollect himself. ]
Uh... it's complicated. I'm.. not really sure, honestly? I've got some memory issues, don't remember a lot of old stuff..
[ He sighs, sinking into a defeated pose. ]