Starter for @telescopic-thunder-claws
There was a noise from the control room he didn’t quite recognize at first. An incoming message?
Morph Moth had only gotten the communications working again because he had the parts to do so, he hadn’t honestly expected anyone to actually try to reach a defunct junkyard. He considered his options. He decided he needed to figure out who was calling and why they were interested, in case it was something that would cause trouble later.
He had the system stall for time with an On Hold response while he quickly carved into one of the scrapped bots nearby. He carved out the back of its head, hollowing out the refuse and hooking up connections to a few basic points. He wouldn’t be able to make it do much more than stand there and talk, but he’d be able to hide his identity behind it and see through its eyes.
He had the incoming message patched through. Had the puppet bot approach the screen and answer. “Hello?”