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[youdiedagain]

[The feed clicks on, and it shows Sissel, slightly limping back towards Vector Prime's temple.  Why is he limping? Well, he seems to be rather beaten up, his sunglasses cracked, his coat torn and burnt, his hands a sickening black colour. Someone had obviously gotten too close to the crossfire.]

I hate to bother anyone...but-

[His hand removes itself, and...well...

The whole left side of his chest is completely blown open. This would normally be bad for a human, but...he's not bleeding. If you look past the charred and shredded clothing, it seems to be a prosthetic casing with...what looks like a robotic skeleton underneath. There's a ribcage, bones...everything but in robotic form. It's almost too aesthetically similar...But how is this being powered? Well, right where his heart is is a blue glowing...something.

It seems to be powering everything within the chest, and even branching out to other parts of the body.]

I need a doctor.

[The tone in his voice sounds rather urgent.]

I'm not sure which kind is best at this, but.. I'll take anyone!

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[dinnerdate]

So, guessing you can't die then?

...Need me to take you to the medbay?

[youdiedagain]

I guess not...

[His hand shakily returns to covering that area.]

N-Nothing makes sense anymore!

[Anymore? When did it start? But at the request, he gives a nod.]

They're the only ones who could probably help me.

[dinnerdate]

I'll come pick you up then. Um... try not to fall over.

[He'll just transform and zoom on over.]

[youdiedagain]

[He doesn't really get tired, but he's so dumbfounded by this situation that he has to sit on a rock nearby, waiting for Dead End to show up.

Now and again he'll look into his chest. Was his body just...one whole--

He sees Dead End approach.]

Speed's your strong suit.

[dinnerdate]

[He transforms and crouches down by Sissel, not really sure how to deal with a beat up dead human possible husk... thing.]

Yeah... One of the few things I'm good at.

[youdiedagain]

[When Dead End arrives, he gets to his feet, almost unaffected by the injury itself. Really, he's just more...mentally worried, scared and confused.]

It's definitely a boon. N-Now...where's this medbay?

[dinnerdate]

You going to be okay?

[Because he is not sounding okay.

Dead End transforms back into vehicle mode and opens his door.]

Try not to touch anything, okay?

[youdiedagain]

[It's a bit surprising considering how apprehensive Dead End was earlier about him touching any part of him. He climbs in the passenger side without another word, slumping back on the seat.]

I'll behave.

[His hand goes to his chest, reaching in slightly.]

[dinnerdate]

[He'll have a proper freak out and vanity "is everything still perfect" moment later. When one of the two people he feels he actually has something in common with isn't looking like their about to fall apart. Oh he will have a big vanity moment later.]

...You sure you should be doing that?

[Sissel don't make yourself fall apart while he's driving. Wait until the medbay for that.]

[youdiedagain]

[He appreciates the sacrifice of vanity for the moment, at least. His hand pauses, as if he got caught taking cookies out of the cookie jar, and pulls it back.]

I just don't understand it. This glowing part in my chest...

That's me.

[dinnerdate]

It's... you? What?

[You're not making any sense. Should he be driving faster?]

[youdiedagain]

It's...my ghost form.

[dinnerdate]

Wait... What?

[Ghost form? So. He had his ghost self and a body? But he said... this is confusing.]

Didn't you say that you die the next day after turning into a ghost?

[youdiedagain]

I told you how I didn't think I would have a body when I came here, right?


Well, this is all that's left of me...you know, after death. This glowing blue...spirit.

[dinnerdate]

Shouldn't that blue stuff be dead... again? Or... do our days not count? That body of yours protecting it or something?

[Maybe like a spark?]

If you're not a husk thing... maybe the Firstforged gave you a body?

[But people that died here and came back ended up in their temples, so if they had that kind of power why was Sissel still dead? His processor was not built for this kind of thinking.]

[youdiedagain]

I know what you mean. Then again...I do sleep. What if I just die every night...and come back to life in the morning because of this world? Like a reset.

[You're not the only one confused by this.]

Or maybe this world stopped my clock back home.

[dinnerdate]

Maybe you do... Should probably get that checked.

[Death by sleeping. What a way to go.]

[youdiedagain]

Maybe. I could always have someone...uhm...watch me sleep.

[Why did that sound creepier than it was in his head?]

[dinnerdate]

...I could do that.

[youdiedagain]

...




I was...thinking someone more...medically inclined.

[Deads wat r u doin']

It's...really appreciated though.

[dinnerdate]

Right...

[Being a friend?]

Just, be careful around the Autobot medics alright?

[youdiedagain]

[Aw Deads, he's touched.]

Well, I might not mind having you stick around. If you'd be up for it.

[dinnerdate]

[Hey he's only got three people he actually likes here. He has to try his best to keep them before luck decides to murder him horribly.]

If they don't try and kill me, I guess I could.

[youdiedagain]

Well, you're the first robot to really...give me a ride anywhere. That's saying something, isn't it?

[dinnerdate]

[Scrap.]

You're right... I'm going to be tortured before I die.

[Sissel you need a 'Caring for your Dead End' book.]