At some point I'll feel strong enough to talk about the Aztec Horseclans Espionage game. In the meantime...
The people back away from the gleaming metal figures. The first steps forwards, flanked by the other two.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
"We are the Cybermen. We want... we-w-we... want... are the Cy-y-y-ber-men... We are... want." The figure twitches, sparks flickering around its casing, hands clenching and unclenching, and stumbles forwards. The other two looking at it warily. "We are. We are. Cyber. We are... men. We are. We! Are! We... Ar-rr-rr-rrRRRRRRRRGH!"