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[socrowdedinhere]

*There was a huge explosion.  Deckard was right in the middle of it while out to investigation something for a case.  Thankfully, Yuuta had been in school, so Deckard was alone.  When he wakes he's....not where he should be.  He's strapped down to a table and a large robot is standing over him, gazing down at him.*

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[dragondancer5150]

Deckard: *wakes with a /start/* Ah! *struggles on instinct, taking a second before he focuses at all on the robot above him* Who are you? Where am I!?

[socrowdedinhere]

*Deckard's hands are above his head, legs spread, and straps over thighs, torso, and neck holding him down.*
Bot: Your worst nightmare. You are now a captive on this ship.

[dragondancer5150]

Deckard: *would /blanche/ if he could* What!? No! Let me up! Who /are/ you? What do you want? Why have you done this?

[socrowdedinhere]

Bot: *cruel little smile.* Because I can. I'm Oilslick, and your new owner. And I'm going to dismantle you piece by piece.

[dragondancer5150]

Deckard: You...you /can't/ do that! I am property of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police. *a beat as he thinks...and switches on his SOS signal* Who built you? Are you a new Chieftain class? *is thinking the robot means sailing ship, "space ship" never even crosses his mind*

[socrowdedinhere]

Oil: *laughs* Oh no, I'm not of the same primitive make as you are, Earth Bot. I am fascinated by you, though. I am a mechanical life form from the planet Cybertron. *answering Deckard's questions seems to amuse him for now.*

[dragondancer5150]

Deckard: */frowns/ even as a sick, twisting sensation wrenches his Super AI* An alien robot...? If I wm so primitive compared to you, what do you want with me? Return me to my home!

[socrowdedinhere]

Oil: I want to see how far these organics have advanced. You are the most advanced piece of technology this planet has to offer, and so you will be dismantled and studied.