touchscreens | [001 ¤ Video] Flight Hazards & Preparations

[Hello citizens and guests of Saeng Seong, one of your resident giant robots is addressing you today from the terminal on the bottom floor of Building One. He has no problem getting the terminal on even if the buttons are a little undersized for his fingers, but the feed opens to a shot of sleek gray thighs and hip skirting panels before he squats down to smile into the camera.]

Greetings, to those of you whom I haven't met, my name is Wing. I have a message--a warning really--and a question for you all.

Firstly, to those of you capable of flight, please do be careful. The power drain that effects the closed off sections of the city does not dissipate with altitude. And well, withdrawals while flying is...not pleasant nor conducive to staying airborne. [He makes a very not-so-happy face; clearly he found this out the hard way.]

[And yes that means he's been flying around the city a bit the past two weeks or so. Jets aren't exactly the quietest of vehicles, even energon efficient ones, so you may have even spotted the white and red alien jet exploring the airspace over the city at some point.]

Lastly, is there anyone here who has experience or information regarding the needs of humanoids for safe flight in a vehicle? Such as oxygen mix, tolerance for g-forces and the like? I need data for...a project I'm working on.

[America's already given him some information, but the more he has the better, given the health and wellness of any potential passengers is at risk.]

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Yes. Or, whatever it is that causes the sickness is the cloud, like an...aura almost. [He frowns.] It does, doesn't it? I can't imagine it's anything good.

How decent of the people here not to give us the whole details.

So...how do you...become an airship?

There must be a reason. I'm...not fond of the way information is being creatively withheld. [He really doesn't want to mistrust them though.]

I'm a jet, actually. But airship is a general enough term. It's a trait all my people have, we have a second form, an alternative mode. Most are vehicles but not all. We're all born with a t-cog that allows for the transformation. It's...kind of like the internal organs organics have. [That explanation still feels somewhat lacking in Wing's mind though.] Our myths attribute the blessing to Adaptus, one of the five gods of the Guiding Hand. [Which he likes better, yes.]

So your god made machina that could transform into different forms? Is everyone made of metal where you're from?