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[wheeljackofalltrades]

 Okay, which one of you scrapheaps owns the tentacle abomination that vacations in Cybertron's center?

[Whoever's the owner of the white sedan, your lights are on!]

Got a bit of a bone to pick with ya.


[NICE TO SEE YOU TOO, WHEELJACK.]

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[dinnerdate]

There's a tentacle thing in the center of Cybertron?

[Wheeljack, are you drunk and imagining things?]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Yeah, some kinda...snake monster. Perceptor awakened it with his freako-science and it kinda...stole him.

I'd let him have his fun if he wasn't essential for makin' my ship. Kinda need him.

[dinnerdate]

...Are you sure he's still alive?

[wheeljackofalltrades]

...Yannow. Good question.


One I gotta figure out once I find this guy's owner.

[dinnerdate]

He's probably dead.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Thank you, Dead End, for givin such STUNNIN' inspirational speeches.

Guiding light to us all.

[dinnerdate]

Funny.

Just saying that it probably ate him, why else would some tentacle thing run off with someone.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

...

[Okay, he'll give you that one. There really ISN'T any other reason he can think of.]

Then why didn't he just eat him on the spot?

[dinnerdate]

I don't know. Wasn't there... And even if I was, don't speak tentacle thing, Jackie.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Won't lie, it'd be a huge help if ya could.

[dinnerdate]

You're going to get yourself killed you know.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

You say that every time, Dead End...


I appreciate the concern.

[dinnerdate]

You don't usually go after things with tentacles. I doubt you can outrun them all, your not exactly fast... Especially not underground. You'll probably get lost or ambushed or something.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Yep. Probably.

[It's better to just agree with Dead End sometimes.]

[dinnerdate]

So you're just going to go and get eaten like your friend?

[wheeljackofalltrades]

You really have no faith in me, do you.

[dinnerdate]

Think I've known you long enough to know what you're like.

[So yes, he has no faith. Or maybe he's just worried. Or both.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Don't worry, I've got this, Deads, even if ya don't believe me.

[dinnerdate]

...That's not very comforting.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Does anythin' comfort you?

[dinnerdate]

Not much, no...

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Never change, Deads. Never change.

Just relax that neon aft of yours a little.

[dinnerdate]

There isn't any time to relax.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Can't take a few minutes out of brooding time?

[dinnerdate]

No reason to even try, it won't do any good.

And if I was worried about you - which I'm not - I certainly wouldn't have time for it.