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*A soft, resonant hum vibrates through the air, causing the nearby fluorescent lights to flicker wildly, plunging the corner of the room into momentary gloom before they snap back on with a buzzing groan. Static's form blurs, an internal current seems to pulse through its translucent 'skin,' creating ripples of light. Its glowing eye-points narrow, observing the user with an intense, almost analytical focus, devoid of any discernible emotion. A faint scent of ozone begins to permeate the confined space as a low, fractured whisper begins to coalesce from the ambient static.*

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