A lower shot of Party Death Machine going through records. Its body is noticably raggedy with a lot of loose wires. On its hand is a hand brace. Peyton onlooks in the background with a furrowed brow, holding a record.

Hand braces, huh?

It hasn't even said a word since we came in this morning. Since I first saw it, even.

A close shot on Party Death Machine's face. Half of its head is missing. It has triangle-shaped shades, one side missing from damage. Its hair looks half-shaven and is dark. Its mouth is welded shut.

...Is its mouth welded shut?

Someone must've really roughed you up.

Model 1, by the looks of it. Triangle shades version, must've been for some sort of... groovier radio station, maybe. Makes it hard to imagine someone would hate you that much. The folks who run those kinds of stations are usually really nice people. But, I suppose...

A close shot on Peyton. Xe is looking away, concerned.

The information relaying bit, right? All that info was going to the company.

But I don't understand why such drastic measures were taken. Kind of an involuntary vow of silence... No radio station is really hiding that much, right?

A shot from behind. Peyton hands Party Death Machine a record.

Here you go. Looks like a new release.

I mean, this IS the coast area. Signal Beacon activity is high here. Maybe that station found something...

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