re_alignment | [AUDIO TRANSMISSION: ALPHA TRION'S TEMPLE]

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tf: prime | dead end (occ)

[AUDIO TRANSMISSION: ALPHA TRION'S TEMPLE]

... There's a good amount of humans here, right? So, uhh...

[Being social. It's clear that Dead End hasn't been social in a long time. But when you spend most of your time brooding in the dark, you don't really have much time to talk to people... About things that aren't power cores and death.]

Someone want to tell me about your species? ... Maybe?

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I'll admit I don't understand everything about us. If I had my memory I probably could tell you more...

Guess we'll just both have to find out, huh.

...That's not comforting.

[This is one of his tires we're talking about.]

Well, if it makes you feel uncomfortable, you could take me to the junkpile. I could test things out there.

[You baby.]

[Take him to the junkpile?]

You're not bad, but you are not sitting in me.

[Nor is he carrying you. Does he look like an Autobot?]

My wheel's fine. Just make sure nothing happens to it - my speed's all I got.

Don't worry. If anything I can return the favor. If you get anything stuck inside you, I could probably wiggle it out.

[Not that he's...done the opposite a few times. But he won't mention that.]

... I'd rather you didn't.

Well, doesn't hurt to offer.

Where can I find you?

I'm at Alpha Trion's temple. I can come to you though, if it's easier.

[Aka, you are tiny and have short legs. How do humans get around.]

Well, I won't refuse an offer like that. Seeing as you can drive.

[There's a little chuckle.]

I'm right outside Vector's temple.

I'll be there in a few minutes.

I'll be waiting.

[He leans against the wall, keeping an eye out for that eye-popping colourscheme that Dead End sports.]

[And just as promised, he arrives within a few minutes, transforming instantly and skidding to a stop a few feet away. Hi.]

[He's definitely gotten used to the goliaths walking around, but...somehow it never really gets old.]

You're pretty quick.

It's what I used to be known for. Sort of.

So... tires.

[Without another word, Sissel approaches Dead End's leg tire, hand almost reaching out to touch it. While the robot might not notice it, he slips into his ghost vision, checking Dead End's body for possible core points.

He was littered with them.]

Alright, I'm going to attempt to escape this form and enter yours. Just don't get too surprised at what might happen.

[Just don't tell him that, it won't go over well.]

Wait. What? I thought you said you could do it from a distance.

From a few feet, yeah. But I still have to...possess the tire.

[That sounds really bad when spoken outloud.]

You have to possess me.

[Yeah he's not. He's not so sure about this.]

I promise, I'll only possess the tire.

[If this is what Whirl was talking about... There better not be tentacles. Or any of that mating stuff. He wants no part of any of that.]

What exactly will happen if you do?

Well, at most...I'll make the tire spin.

At the very least, I'll be standing in this one spot, looking foolish.

I...

[Dead End shuffles awkwardly. Not exactly how he wants to possibly die. Being possessed by a dead human. But it would help him learn a little more about humans... well the powers of dead humans. And knowing about death might help him prolong his a little. No matter how doomed he is.

Oh, he's going to need to clean his tire after this.]

Okay.

[After Dead End gives the confirmation, Sissel walks up to that leg, standing about a foot away from it. He could...only hope this went okay. The cores were reachable from his view, and...

The body just drops, collapsing to the ground.]

[It's a weird thing to watch, weirder still when Sissel just kind of drops to the ground. Is he supposed to do that? Oh scrap did he die again or something? How do dead humans with bodies work? He's going to get blamed for this.

Wings perk up, more in shock than anything else, as he's half tempted to give the body a poke.]

Uhh... you okay? Is that supposed to happen?

[Please don't be dead again.]

[Sissel can't exactly talk to Dead End...but the Con might feel a little tingling feeling from his foot all the way to that wheel. It seems to stay in that area, and...

SPIN!

The wheel moves on its own for a second, before slowing to a stop.]

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