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[aerospacecommander]

I need a list of human consumables. Preferably whatever they are made out of as well.

[Private to Jetfire]
I need you to come up with a way to synthesize organic foods. If I do it, I'm poisoning them all.

[Agree to something nice. Make Jetfire do it. Best plan.]

Comments

[aerospacecommander]

... The more important question is, why do you have a list?

[deadlydoctor]

I have many lists. It's called 'data'.

[aerospacecommander]

Okay, Soundwave.

[deadlydoctor]

[Knock Out makes a disgusted face.] Place, I have more taste than him.

Do you want help or not?

[aerospacecommander]

Fine.

However, if you give me any sort of misleading information, I will shoot you in the head.

[deadlydoctor]

You sound like you don't trust me.

Why would I lie to you?

[aerospacecommander]

You're a Decepticon. We both are. Need I say more?

[deadlydoctor]

Fair point. That means that you should also now that no matter what I say to you or how much you threat me I will, in the end, do whatever I want.

So we can just assume that the other will keep their word.

[aerospacecommander]

And you can just assume that I'll still shoot you.

[deadlydoctor]

On our second date? How eager.

[aerospacecommander]

Who'd want to date you?

[deadlydoctor]

Who wouldn't?

[aerospacecommander]

Everyone?

[deadlydoctor]

That's what happens to you? Now I understand why you look so frustrated.

[aerospacecommander]

What? No!

Everyone lusts after me of course.

[deadlydoctor]

Of course...everyone.... [Knock Out is just: sure, man.]