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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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[video] I'm sorry in advance

[deadlydoctor]

Old news, old news...Who killed him this time?

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[raceme]

I'm sorry, Bulkhead.

I set a graveyard in Alpha Trion's quadrant, in case you want to bury him here.

[Audio] You horrible horrible person

[neverputincharge]

[When did you get here? He doesn't even remember you being here.

Still, that could be the worst thing you could've said or asked. It's enough to make him angry.]

We did, you fragger!

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[neverputincharge]

It--had to be done.

[It doesn't make it any better.]

Perceptor has his body at the moment. But that's not a bad idea. [At least it would give some closure.]

[Audio] *He*...He's teh horrible muse ;3;

[deadlydoctor]

[Yesterday, actually. He's wtf-ing at all your shenanigans.

Even more so now that you admitted that you killed your own leader. Knock out looks stunned for about 3 seconds, then raises his hands and gives Bulk a slow clap.]

Looks like you all learned the decepticon's way of handling problems with you superiors. Congrats?

[Audio] Come closer so Bulk can punch him

[neverputincharge]

[It's fortunate he's in no shape to leave med bay at the moment not that Ratchet or the other medics would let him.

If he was in a better mood, he'd wonder about your lack of knowledge in this. Still his voice dips a little.]

It was better than him turning monstrous and hurting others. Or worse.

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[thehardway]

My deepest condolences.

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[raceme]

I know, it's still sparkbreaking. Are you okay? We can handle the other in case you want to rest.

Just keep it in mind. What is Perceptor doing?

[Audio] KO will pass, sorry o7

[deadlydoctor]

[Knock Out is still in is FirstForged temple. Since he figured out that the glyphless can't get in there he decided that he's going chill in his room and watch you kill each other.]

Ah, he was a glyhpless too? I've heard a bit of what is happening. What a pity.

[Audio] Damn

[neverputincharge]

[Wait until they figure out they're in the same temple and have the same Glyph. Fun times.]

He was. [It was an almost automatic response.] Guess yer glyphed, huh? [Darn, he was hoping you'd have to be killed.]

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[neverputincharge]

No I'm not... [He shouldn't have been out there fighting after two months of down time and still recovering. Much less against a Prime. He's hurting in more ways than one. Physically and emotionally. But as much as he just wants to crawl off to his berth and hide, he can't.] Go ahead, think Ratchet would beat me one if I tried to leave med-bay right now.

He said he'd take care of it. He's done so for others, you'd have to ask him.

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[neverputincharge]

Thanks, hated loosing him.

[Audio] Maybe the next time :c

[deadlydoctor]

[Yeah, Knock Out doesn't know that yet. Funny times ahoy, indeed.]

Lord Megatron is going to go ballistic once he discovers about this. [Knock Out would be scrunching his once if he had one. He makes a disgusted face instead.]

Much to my dismay. That glyph is so tacky. [Keep hopping, pal.]

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[thehardway]

I know.

How is Smokescreen?

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[neverputincharge]

Last I checked bucket-head aint here, unless he snuck in like you. [...] Not ours anyway.

Yeah well, it's keepin' ya sane. Unless ya want to wind up a monster too.

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As sane as you ever are anyway.

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[neverputincharge]

He's....he's taking it pretty hard.

[Considering he had to help kill the guy he idolizes, when he wasn't even ready...]

He shouldn't have been there, but there were few enough of us already.

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[thehardway]

I understand.

Inform me if there's something that I can do.

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[raceme]

[If Blurr knew all that he would feel even worse for Bulk.] I'm sorry. I will visit as soon as I have a moment. I could send you Frank to keep you company.

Hm. I will.

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[neverputincharge]

Uh, if you want. I wouldn't mind the company, though.

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[neverputincharge]

Will do. You be careful too.

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[sciencetank]

Until you and your team decide what should be done, trust the frame will remain safe in lockdown, at my lab.

It is the very least I can do.

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[neverputincharge]

[His team. That sounds so strange.]

Thanks, Perceptor, and....thank you for helpin'. Wish we coulda met under better circumstances.

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[sciencetank]

And I wish you were thanking me for something other than assisting in... this mess.

[Because saying "killing Optimus Prime" just sounds dirty.]

I take it you're currently looking after ah... Smokescreen, was it?

[He remembers the name perfectly well. But distancing is what he does.]

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[neverputincharge]

...so do I.

[No, Bulk can't say it either. Saying he's dead is hard enough. So is the memory and the remaining guilt that they couldn't do a thing to help him except to kill him.]

I am, he's...takin' it pretty hard. [There's a vented sigh.]

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[sciencetank]

I suppose suggesting the remainder of our association will be more pleasant is far too presumptuous. Even for me.

[He makes a disappointed sound -- not that he could blame anyone for taking this hard, but...]

Understandable. If you require assistance... you know my location.