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[neverputincharge]

[This isn't something he ever thought he'd have to announce. He never wanted to do, but he felt obligated to do it. Being the most senior warrior of the team left, it feels like his duty to do it.

He's keeping it short and to the point though. His voice wavering some as he speaks, despite his best efforts. He never was good at controlling his emotions, and this isn't the best time to try.]

Optimus Prime...is dead.

[He would've cut it right there, but then he remembers. Right, he has to clarify which one.]

Our...Optimus Prime.

[With that, he cuts the feed. Primus he could use some high grade right now.]

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[neverputincharge]

[He did that when he joined the Wreckers.]

Just cause I accept it, doesn't mean I want to think about it constantly. Yeah, I know. There'll be a day I go out on a mission or somethin' and never come back. [Pit, that very nearly happened before he arrived here.] Same goes for Jackie, Ratchet, Smokescreen and other bots I know. Includin' them back back home.

But I'll take their deaths as they come. Better to take it a day at a time, cause ya never know when tomorrow might not come.

[dinnerdate]

How you Wreckers keep yourself happy I'll never know.

[neverputincharge]

[Says the con who thinks about death constantly.]

Eh, we have our ways.

[dinnerdate]

[He doesn't know what happy is anymore, it's not his fault.]

I've noticed.

[neverputincharge]

[He needs some serious relearning.]

Had ta keep sane somehow.

Do you ever think about anything other than bein' hated and dyin'?

[dinnerdate]

[Finding a teacher for that is impossible.]

I think about starving a lot... Because I'm usually starving.

[neverputincharge]

....what?

[dinnerdate]

Energon doesn't help me.

[neverputincharge]

...dare I ask how ya survive then?

[dinnerdate]

A very special diet.






















...

If you really want to save me, you could always help with that.

No no Dead End, totally tell him you snack on his best friend. /shot

[neverputincharge]

......

I dunno about that. [Something doesn't feel right.]

oh he totally will

[dinnerdate]

Scared? It's not like you'd die.

[He can behave. And oh Bulkhead you're so big and that's hot.]

[neverputincharge]

No I aint scared.

[Yes, good plan. Hit him in the pride.]

[dinnerdate]

Then what's the problem?

[neverputincharge]

[Well, he said he wouldn't die doing it.

Then again, this is still coming from a con. He could've said that to get him to drop his guard.]

What's...involved? We gotta find stuff in the scrap pile or somethin'?

[dinnerdate]

Not exactly. You just have to sit down and relax... Wheeljack has no problem with it.

[neverputincharge]

[Sit down relax--]

Wait, what?

[dinnerdate]

Hm?

[neverputincharge]

Wheeljack's...already helping with it? [Whattya need him for then?]

[dinnerdate]

[You're bigger, Bulk. You probably have a nicer power core. He's not gonna lie.]

On occasion.

[neverputincharge]

[You know, if this was video he'd be staring at you.]

...what is it.

[If Wheeljack is involved, how bad could it be? Famous last words.]

[dinnerdate]

Like I said, just sitting back and relaxing.

[neverputincharge]

......

I'll...think about it.

[dinnerdate]

I'll just be starving while you do.

[neverputincharge]

[Just make him feel guilty why don't you.]

I can't do much right now anyway. Not after...that fight.

[He can't bring himself to say 'killing Optimus'. Not yet.]