Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26535281-20161214010219/@comment-26005135-20161221004121

5928 sat up. His computers really ached. Where was he? Why was he here? He processed his latest memories. A ship, solar flares, a crash, a planet. He looked around.

He was in his crashed ship. He couldn't fly away, but some of this stuff was still functioning. Better and better, his emergency bots had survived. Perhaps he could set up shop here. Electrontech base on this planet. He might as well get started. All robots begin setting up solar panels and metal mines. We have some setting up to do.