[When it comes to new things, humans are always going to fall into a few distinct curiosity categories: does it hurt, is it edible, is it entertaining, will it weapon, and can I fuck it? Bakugo can't even stop the way his brain from wondering whether the resort realizes it's got a goddamn walking gundam in its halls. You can't fuck a gundam! They're machines!

Pushing that thought out of his head. Bakugo's learned not to interact with the staff. One, because they ignore him or treat him with disdain, and two, punching them in the face only calls security for punishment. Plus he's not about to up and attack an innocent, albeit whatever-the-fuck's-wrong-with-them, person. Didn't stop him from grabbing one and yelling into his face once.]

Apparently every month this place has a fucking "theme" it plays with. When I got here, the whole resort was a tropical beach.

[Does Soundwave know what a beach is? The hell with it; he's going to operate as if he does. Not explaining every damn thing to him. Most people still have an "Earth" or similar in their worlds.]

Other robots in my world aren't as humanoid, but they operate by themselves. [Granted they follow their programming instead. He frowns when Soundwave expresses familiarity with the term. Strange. Does he have Gundam in his world?] It's a series of stories and media where I'm from. [Just to clarify that. But the rest quirks a brow.]

Huh? They transform vehicles into robots?

[Okay, that kind of sounds familiar too...]