[That offer gets an outright bristle. Some for the story—Rinzler is a function, a weapon; the last thing he needs is definition by some user's lies. Mostly, though, it's the offered edit that offends. More talkative. As if not speaking makes him damaged. Weaker. (Less.) As if he needed a voice—or a pretense at one—to hold value. He doesn't need words. He isn't meant to have them.
That's why he was made this way.
The user hadn't seemed too fond of his words either. At least, when they hadn't related to it getting its way. Rinzler glowers back behind the mask, noise rattling out a little louder. He should leave it. Let it search, and let it fail.]
no subject
That's why he was made this way.
The user hadn't seemed too fond of his words either. At least, when they hadn't related to it getting its way. Rinzler glowers back behind the mask, noise rattling out a little louder. He should leave it. Let it search, and let it fail.]
Stories: your only function?