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"Bar?" says Bob when he comes in to Milliways today. "Get me my acoustic guitar and the sheet music for..." He trails off, then shrugs. "I dunno, surprise me."

The music which arrives is for a song entitled 'First of May,' by somebody named Jonathan Coulton. Bob takes the music and the guitar over to a comfy chair and is soon merrily strumming away.

Bar didn't see fit to include the lyrics to the song. Anybody have the guts to tell Bob what he's really playing?

The lyrics and an MP3 download of 'First of May' may be found here. WARNING: EXTREMELY NSFW.

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[action_rad]

Small wonder Bob wants the incept's permission.

Such a thing would, in human terms, be an extreme violation of personal space.

"How much are you able to make out of a Cybertron's system, if you've been inside one?"

It bears asking.

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"...not a lot," Bob admits. "Your coding systems are entirely different from what I'm used to. But if I have some idea ahead of time of what should be there..."

[action_rad]

Rad nods.

"At our cores, there is some programming we all share. Everything else is an addendum to said programming."

What Bob needs is...

"An example of said basic programming will help you."

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"If you'd be willing to provide it, that'd be great," says Bob. "I'm still obviously not gonna do it without the incept's permission, but..."

[action_rad]

"Understandable." Rad would object to being poked about like that, if he were in stasis lock. "You'll need a volunteer. A Cybertronian who is not in stasis lock, to be more precise."

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Bob nods. "I'll ask around."

[action_rad]

Actually, he was thinking of naming himself the volunteer...

"Someone is bound to be able to help. So. Good luck with that."