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re_alignment2013-04-06 04:14 pm
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[Video] Wreckers Assemble [Part Locked to Bulkhead]
[The feed opens up, showing what looks to be a rough-draft edition of the Jackhammer. Or at least the top of it, anyway. An odd place to have a video post... although it's probably obvious who this is from, now. A little ways away is Wheeljack, propped up on one of the metal sheets of the ship, inspecting his swords. He seems almost...completely engrossed in them, to the point of where this might be an accidental video.
Oh wait, he flicks his eyes towards it once, then back down. This broadcast seems entirely on purpose. It takes a few minutes for him to respond, biting his lip before making an attempt to speak.]
Hey, I know you're part of Team Prime and all...
Oh wait, he flicks his eyes towards it once, then back down. This broadcast seems entirely on purpose. It takes a few minutes for him to respond, biting his lip before making an attempt to speak.]
So. With the Police Force up and runnin' the way it should be, forming it's own little clubhouse, I think it's time to make another proposition for ya guys. Ones who may or may not exactly like following rules.
I'm looking for bots, or even some of you organic types to form a team of Wreckers. We had a group here, but all...or most of em are gone. Don't know what a Wrecker is? Here's the rundown for ya: Black Ops. Guys who take missions that no sane commander will take. The ones who aren't afraid to get their hands dirty. We work outside the chain of command, meanin' you're under MY command, not the Police Force or Law Committee.
[He rolls his eyes. This part got him in trouble last time, so he'll post a disclaimer.]
For all you angels of the law, I'm not goin' on manhunts for no reason. So calm your tailpipes before you even start with me.
[And he's back to inspecting his sword, perking an eyebrow.]
I hate paperwork, so just convince me if you think you're good enough. In a spar. I ain't jokin' around this time.
[Locked to Bulkhead] Hey, I know you're part of Team Prime and all...
So I don't blame ya if you sit this out. Family first, right?
[That still felt odd to say.]
video
[Okay, maybe a little too excited there. Still, nice to see you, buddy.]
You got nothin' to prove to me. I know just how much aft you can kick.
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I'd be glad to go a few rounds with you, anyway. Just for practice.
...and to see if you've got what it takes to be the leader, after all.
[He knows Wheeljack does, but it wouldn't be them.]
Re: video
[He knows the swordsman is poking fun. In a way, that's what he liked to hear.]
Only one way to find out, right?
video so hey my weekend sucked how are you?
[Because talking smack is how this goes.]
Time, place and weapons.
video mine half sucked!
[It's fun, this back and forth banter.]
Anytime you want, Drift. Junkpile. Dual swords. only.
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[Ooooo that's some serious smack.]
Sound pretty eager to get your aft kicked, Wheeljack.
But you're the boss of the Wreckers. Whenever's good for you.
[Boss man. Authority figure. How's that feel, Jackie?]
Re: video
[He'd definitely have to get used to being called boss. But...somehow he could probably live with that.]
How about now?
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[Ouch, Wheeljack, ouch.]
Not like you're one to talk.
[Because what even are those things sticking off your face.]
Now? You're on.
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[HEY EXCUSE YOU THESE ARE MANLY AS HELL.]
Meet me by the junkpile. We'll settle this like Wreckers.