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[The video starts at a very unflattering angle of Connor, who mutters a quiet "oh" to himself and holds the Gear up higher so the video isn't all about his chin. A Magnemite floats past lazily in the background. The man looks confused, as all new arrivals do, and it takes him a moment to figure out what he wants to ask.]

Hello. My name is Connor. I just woke up here.

[Which is strange in itself, because he's never slept before.]

I have a few questions. What is this creature following me? How did I get here? I can't be dreaming. Androids don't dream.

[So this is very real.]

Secondly, does anyone have any experience with suddenly becoming human?

[He's not sure how to handle this.]

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Ah, that makes a twisted sort of sense. The Institute only cared about themselves and I think they avoided names because it might make them realize that they'd actually created people.

[Give her a moment because. 1. She needs to wrap her head around that and also 2. this is now private]

No one? That's....I'm from a post apocalyptic wasteland where a large percentage of the people are raiders that attack on sight and even then, there are humans working with synths, helping synths escape and in the end rebel. That's....terrible.

[The Railroad risked death or worse, every day, humans and synths alike. The idea that there's a place where NO ONE cares at all. She .....honestly wishes she could be surprised. She's angry and kinda appalled but the part of her that remembers pre-war America, isn't as surprised as she would like to be.]

Good. Good for you. I hope they actually listen. Governments in my experience don't but hopefully yours aren't as corrupt as they were pre-war in my world. ...and people wonder why I like the apocalyptic wasteland better then pre-war America.

I was designed to work with humans, so I suppose not giving me a name may have made the process more difficult for the people I worked with.

[Connor thinks on it for a moment.]

There may have been humans who got attached to their androids. Humans who didn't turn their androids in to the authorities when ordered to. But there's no real way of knowing. There were no organised groups that I know of helping us, though.

[He wonders what would have happened to people like that.]

What happened to your world, exactly?

[What made it the wasteland she's describing?]

[Considering your world sounds a bit like pre-war America in terribleness, probably only good thin- killed. They were probably killed.]

That's an interesting story. Also a weird one because I grew up before the bombs dropped. And pre-war America was .....terrible. There were resource wars going on, food riots, a plague, civil rights were basically non existent. America invaded and annexed Canada and no one cared. Then we were at war with China.

And through this entire thing, you have to remember that everyone had nuclear weapons. I grew up in world where we were told that everything was fine. Oh but the world could end any day. A group called vault-tec started building these vaults to "keep us safe" if the worst happened.

And then the worst happened. No one really knows who launched the first one, honestly I don't think it even matters. But one morning we woke up and then had to run to the vault. ....And then it turned out that the vault was actually an experiment for the people who ran it and we were cryogenically frozen for about...210 years. I woke up in the future and found out that the world was a wasteland. Apparently the "Great War" as people now call it, was everyone in the world launching their nuclear weapons at everyone else.

And that's how the wasteland came to be. I can't tell you about what the world is like anywhere but the Commonwealth, sorry Boston area. Since everything's as you might have guessed, a bit isolated and I haven't had a chance to travel much even to nearby places.

[Yet.]

You're over 210 years old?

[That's... wow. And here's Connor, just pushing three months. Even a year seems like a long time to him, but 210?]

And your world was destroyed. I can't imagine how it must have felt to see the world for the first time after the war.

If you count the years in cryo...yup I'm about 243 years, give or take some.

[She pauses for a moment. It's a moment that's been etched into her memory, just as seeing that cloud will always be there when they went down into the vault.]

It was.....it was. You know I'm known to be good with words and I can't even give you a simple explanation of how that felt. Too many emotions at once probably.

At least when I woke up here I just figured I'd been kidnapped. That was a much simpler set of emotions. Then of course that women who thinks she's everyone mother showed up and things got more complicated.

I don't have much experience with emotions yet, but it sounds like it would have been... overwhelming.

[He says it sympathetically.]

Yes, that was confusing. I had never slept properly before, and I don't have a mother. Just waking up was strange.

[She nods.]

I can imagine it would be. Never slept and then, surprise, weird lady claiming to be an impossible mother.

I'm not sure why she does it. She doesn't seem....malicious. Just a bit off. I got out of there quickly, mostly because she was giving me the creeps at the moment and I was thrown off by all of my stuff being taken and trying to figure out if this wasn't just the weirdest kidnapping ever.

I suppose in a way it could still be seen as that.

[Also when your mother has been dead since the bombs dropped, no one wins the, you aren't my mother argument.]

She didn't seem harmful, no. She was quite friendly, actually. She didn't seem to mind when I told her I don't have a mother.

[And then he'd been kicked out and left to fend for himself until he'd spotted Hank.]

Did you arrive with anyone else?

No. It...was one of the reasons I was so determined to go home until I heard about the time freezing thing. It being impossible is also a factor but back home people have been telling me things like that for ages and I usually find a way around it.

[Slight pause.]

I have a son back home. He'd love this place. My friends and the rest of my family would as well. But...I'd be a lot less worried if my son was here. He's only ten.

[Also a complicated story so she just goes with, he's my son. Because to her he is and that's all that matters and all anyone needs to know.]

So it's true that time stops back home.

[So if he goes back, it'll be like nothing ever happened.]

I'm sorry that you had to leave your son behind. But he should be safe if time stops while we're here.

[He hopes, anyway.]

That is what I've been told. Maybe I'll find out for myself one day. Until then, I have to go on what people have told me.

[She likes to confirm things for herself but she knows that sometimes you just have to take people on their word.]

Yeah, I hope so. But thanks. It would be nice if we could pick people to come here but apparently people don't really have control over any aspect of coming and going here.

I don't think I'd pick anyone else to come here.

[So he's good on that front.]

I got lucky. I just hope I don't wake up one day to find my partner missing.

[He thinks on it.]

Would you want your son to show up here? Is this a good place for children?

I hope you don't either.

[She doesn't know who the other person is, but knows what losing people is like.]

Considering there's no death and while I don't personally agree with this place's idea of sending ten year old's off by themselves. .....yes I would want my son here.

[She pauses for a moment.]

My son was kidnapped from ...me before I woke up in the wasteland. I spent around a year or more tracking him down and getting him back with the help of my friends. I only just got him back.

[More or less. A version anyway.]

So yeah. I'd like to see him again.

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