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Ladies and gentlemen, the race track design is almost ready. [Knock Out looks rather cheerful for once. On rare occasions he enjoys creating things more than destroying them. This is one of those times.

The video changes to show a 3D design of a race track. It’s big, complicated and it has all the things any cybertronian who enjoys speed would love in a race track. There’s even a little animation of two cars racing, one is blue and white and the other is cherry red.]

Maybe the loop d loop's are a bit too much. [Knock Out mutters after seeing the white car crash and burst into flames.]

Oh well, no great project goes without casualties…Who’s the lucky Firstforged who’s going to get a premium view of hyper excited mechs that might most likely end with a broken limb or two? Only if they don’t know how to race properly, of course. Drift never really told me what quadrant we’ll build this in and I need to adjust the design to the terrain.

Now, changing the subject…

Saber, my Little Lady, your boy’s ready for a ride. [Knock Out grins, pausing for a moment.] I mean, your bike is fixed.

Gunmax, how are those upgrades going? Perhaps your boyfriend would like one too. I’ll be more than happy to assist him.

Most of the brave Police members are lacking in the weapons department, you should get that fixed.

[ooc: Imagine a mix of this, this, this and this race tracks and you’ll get a vague idea of what Knock Out designed.]

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That doesn't bode bad at all.

[He's still not refusing, so...]

It's my right.

I'm a reasonable mech. And you are a member of the Police Force, right? Do you think I want to get myself in trouble? [Doesn't he look oh-so-innocent? He's playing the well behaved citizen for once.]

I will have to run a scan and give you a check up first to know how you function. I will be on the medbay all day today. Mixing human bodies with our technology can be done but it's not easy. [Knock Out's assuming you are human, Albert.]

We'll see about that.

Pretty easy for humans to mix humans with their own technology, can't imagine it'd be hard for Cybertonians.

I never said it was going to be hard for me. Humans can't turn off their pain sensors and if you want the hand to work properly it must be linked to your nervous system.

Do you think McCoy can do that? I can build the hand, but doing that sort of surgery with those...[He moves up a hand and waves his long claw like fingers.] ...not the best idea.

He might, yeah. But lucky for you, most of my arm is mechanical anyway.

[Albert slips off his jacket. Aside from the crude wrappings at the base, most of his arm is purely mechanical.]

Don't get much feeling in it.

That's much more handy then. [All the puns. Sorry Albert.]

Are you sure you just want me to make you a hand? Knowing that already the rest of the arm is mechanical I could upgrade it so you can change from a simple hand to something more useful.

What do you have in mind?

[He's not too keen on being made a weapon again.]

There's a long list of options, depends on what you want to do. I'm a medic so I have medical tools. [Saw-blades and drills are totes medical tools.] As for melee weapons you have projectiles or missiles, directed-energy weapons, beams, electric charges, flamethrowers, ray guns, beam weapons, simply blasters...

...

[He's going to regret this, he knows. But he's not stupid.]

I want something good for self-defense.

[No, he wont. Knock Out's knows this stuff, let him work and don't worry.]

What about a Photon Burst Rifle? It has a more effective zoom than a simple battle Pistol and delivers three photons per round. Similar to a sniper rifle, if we go by human like weapons.

Sounds simple enough. I don't want anything extravagant.

No one will notice you have it until you change your hand to the rifle. It makes for a great surprise.

I need certain supplies that most likely can be found in the junk pile; the rest of things, like the sensors, I can make them myself. I will give you a list of the supplies.

[Because Knock Out sure as hell is not going to dig around a dirty junk pile for anyone.]

Your name is...?

Sounds alright enough. Name it and you've got it.

004.

[Like hell he's giving away his personal name to everyone.]

And you?

I will send you a list once I check what supplies I have available and which ones I'll need. Can you drink energon? Otherwise you will need to inject it into your arm to power up the weapon.

[Cybertronian here. Having numbers as a designation is not so strange to him.]

The names Knock Out. one of the resident doctors from Solus's quadrant.