[The warder won't let him do that? The mere notion of it is laughable. Who does this guy think he is? He's got no choice in the matter. Otto is about to point that out, but the opportunity to do so is robbed from him. The chains wind around the actuators- all four of them- and pull him a few steps backwards with a sharp jolt.]
Augh! Hey! What the hell?!
[Much as he struggles, the actuators are absolutely stuck now. The only literal wiggle room Otto's still got is his real limbs. That's bound to look pathetic.]
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Augh! Hey! What the hell?!
[Much as he struggles, the actuators are absolutely stuck now. The only literal wiggle room Otto's still got is his real limbs. That's bound to look pathetic.]