[video] after the plot (cw: talk of robot suicide in comments)

[orbislife]

[ Given recent events, seeing Zenyatta on the screen may or may not be welcomed. He sits in lotus position with his hands folded in front of him. His mala spins quickly before he takes a deep, calming breath. The orbs slow. ]

Greetings, fellow Legionnaires. I am Zenyatta... just Zenyatta for now. I could not think of another name for myself.

I understand that have joined after a difficult time, so I would like to offer my aid. My biome is open to anyone who seeks some peace, a place for meditation and reflection, or simply to visit. It is far too big for a single omnic and his houseplant roommates, but we are all good listeners.

[ He chuckles. A life of wandering doesn't lead to many chances to take of plants. He'll probably end up helping in the farm biome in the near future. For now, he's indulging his green thumb in this manner.

And yes, Zenyatta is the kind to talk to his plants. ]

While this is unrelated to my previous offer, is there anyone who knows this place well? It would be easy to get lost in a place as large as this.

[ He's actually not all that worried about becoming lost. Zenyatta could easily wander and explore by himself, but he hopes someone would like to show him around. Let's become friends! ]

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[orbislife]

Very well. You are now tasked to end my life should I become compromised and have not already done so myself.

[ Hopefully this... arrangement... will never be put into practice.

On some small level, Zenyatta is... relieved? Maybe not that exactly but a similar sentiment. He cannot say the potential doesn't exist. He knows he could be hacked and put under another's control. He also knows that he has no qualms towards dying if he cannot fight it off. It's what he would want.

In a haphazard way, Zenyatta has found someone who'd take that responsibility and see to it. ]

May I have your name, so I know who to ask for if need be?

[muroieda]

[It's how he's been getting by in Legion: he's not so much removed his habits but directed them in very specific ways. He can blow up the bot if he goes haywire, which--as long as Zenyatta keeps his word that he intends to harm no one--is really what Junkrat's all about preventing in the first place.

If Zenyatta tries to take his stuff is another point of contention, but anyone who tries that regardless if they're made of silicon or carbon runs the risk of getting smithereened.]

Junkrat, at your service! [He salutes. Spoilers: the service in question is blowing him up.

And instead of asking for Zenyatta's name in return:]

What's an Iris? Assumin' you ain't plannin' ta become one with someone's eyeball.

[orbislife]

No, I do not intend to do that. I imagine that would be very messy and not pleasant for either of us.

[ But at the question of what the Iris is, Zenyatta noticeably pauses. He hums before answering. ]

The Iris the warmth of the sun on a cold day. It is the refreshing breeze waking the drowsy. It is the earth below our feet and the sky above our heads. We are all one within the Iris.

[ Enjoy that answer, Junkrat. ]

[muroieda]

[Instead of being shocked, Junkrat seems to consider it with a decent amount of sincerity.]

S'pose it follows that a bot's preference of spirituality would be animistic.

[Still, the idea makes him really uncomfortable. It makes the line between them just that much fuzzier; it's easier to think of them as just machines.]

[orbislife]

[ He hums, pleasantly surprised. That reaction isn't one he normally gets; he usually faces some exasperation and a request for clarity. Or denial and arguments. He's interested to hear what more he has to say. ]

You sound as if you have experience in this matter.

[muroieda]

Eh. [A shrug.] Ya could say I'm well-travelled.

[In the name of stealing shit and blowing other shit up, that is. But that doesn't mean there was a lot of sight-seeing involved in the process; one does not lay low for a period of time without absorbing local cultures through osmosis.]

[orbislife]

We have that in common. Before I arrived here, I wandered around meeting new people and learning about their cultures. Perhaps you could tell me about some of your travels.

[ Junkrat probably was able to see a lot more of the world. Zenyatta took a more... leisurely pace. ]

[muroieda]

Reckon ya rather wouldn't like ta hear about 'em.

[At least, the stories that Junkrat wants to tell.]

I lived a much different life before comin' here. Better off askin' me direct questions, mate.

[It's a rather open-ended request, but unless he wants to hear Junkrat bloviate about his violent, chaotic heists...]

[orbislife]

You may be surprised at the company I have kept on my travels, but I will keep your warning in mind. I do not want to bring you unnecessary distress.

[ Beyond just existing as he is. ]

[muroieda]

...ah.

[Yeah that did come off a bit...different than he intended. Then again, may not be too off the mark anyway: Fareeha has brought up that he was dealt a not-great hand a few times before. It's true, maybe, but he doesn't dwell on it.]

May have given the wrong impression there; I wouldn't be the one in distress.

[Of course he can't exactly say that Zenyatta would be in distress. He seems like the kind of bot that doesn't really know how to be in distress.]

[orbislife]

Oh, I see. Then, I must thank you for keeping my potential distress in mind. That is most kind of you.

[ He knows Junkrat's motives were probably not that. ]