Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20180307191447/@comment-26892768-20180309024812

Soichi nods. "And how much would it take to kill your good self?"

Gentoku is paying attention to the conversation now. He can see where Soichi's taking it.

Max slowly gets up, groaning. "Ow..."

"Understatement of the year, pal." Steel seperates from Max, revealing his full form as a small, floating robot with two arms that resemble flippers and a smooth body with a single blue eye. "Let me just...uh..."

"What?" Max asks.

"Max, I do not mean to alarm you, but there is currently a very tall sax man standing directly over us." Steel states. Then he immediately starts talking again. "I-I mean, no offence, of course! The saxophone is a very lovely instrument, and I wouldn't pick anything else to be, uh...sticking out of my back for some reason..."

"You done?" Big Band asks, raising an eyebrow.

"...yup! I'm just, gonna...go over..." Steel trails off, and then links with Max again.

"Really?" Max asks, sarcasm very much present in his voice.

"I'm sorry, but the sax guy is scary!" Steel retorts, now speaking in Max's mind. "He's got nearly two feet on you, looks like he's built as well as Turbo Strength Mode, and I'm picking up 2.45 more tons of metal than he should have on his person!"

Blinking in surprise, Max takes a look at Big Band for himself.

"...So, ignoring your little friend there..." Big Band gets down on one knee, looking Max in the eyes. "I've got a few questions for you."