Sunday SUNDAY Sunday

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Oh, Haven, have you missed Whirl?  That's because you don't have AWESOME O VISION so you couldn't even see the vast gobs of awesome he has been racking up. Scads of the stuff. He's rolling in awesomeness. ]

[And he feels generous so he'll share some.]

[The video feed comes on to...Whirl's awesome face. And then he steps back to reveal two of the weird little disklike probes Shockwave's sent out.  Only they're each covered in a luchador mask. Because Whirl makes the best use of the Junk Pile, ever.  They're currently circling each other, warily.  Each has a small, primitive, remote control box making a bump under the mask..]

Hey. Whoever keeps sending these things into my room.

A) Fraggin' pervert.  Jetfire if it's you I swear to Primus I'm gonna start wondering about you.

B) Thanks. Because these are the best toy ever.  

Everyone else: I'd like you to meet El Poopo del Toro and Chilly con Carnage. 

[Of course those names rock. He thought them up himself.]

They're here to fight to the death for your amusement.  [He holds up two controllers, obviously for the drones.]

So. Who's in? [Because this is totes boring by himself. ]

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[whirlybird_of_prey]

Your loss. Poopo has a mean hover.