Testing. Testing. Am I good?

Hey kiddo, the name's Ai Cookie. You lost or somethin'? II II M!A: None.

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Wake up, kid. [Open]

Crackling, fizzing, popping, the smell of burnt electrical wire and metal emanated. AI’s system finally switched on as he lifted his head up, the shifting of his framework sounding as if a thousand metal beams snapped all at once. It was one hell of an explosion, for sure, launching him out of his home and back into the realm of the living. His “glasses” were cracked, and the images of his eyes flickered a bit until it was stabilized. It was dark, for sure.  He finally stood up, and walked out of an alleyway in Sugarcoat City. Maybe no one would notice wires.

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