[Video] Wreckers Assemble [Part Locked to Bulkhead]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[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.]

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.]

Comments

[deadlydoctor]

I always support suicidal Autobots. Unless their suicidal adventures involve me, that's it.

I will become an Autobot the day Arcee gives you a hug. [Somehow it seems a bit unlikely to happen.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

There's a difference between suicidal and effective, Doc. Maybe ya should learn the difference.

{Aw, it's like they're almost getting along.]

Wanna bet on that?

[deadlydoctor]

If you get the same result, death, then is not really an effective tactic.

[Almost. The world must be ending.]

Hah! Alright, but she has to hug you on her own accord. No telling her about this so she does it just to spite me. [He knows how the lady cna be.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

It's worked for me so far~

...

Deal. But no weaselin' out of this either. I know how you Cons like to try and get away like a slippery fish.

[deadlydoctor]

And I'm still wondering how are you not dead.

Deal. But I'm wearing no symbols, no matter what happens. Those ruin my perfect looks.

[Not like he's worried about this, because pfff Arcee hugging you, Jack? Never gonna happen.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

C'mon doc, we've had this talk. It's skill.

Hey, I'm not one to judge on physical appearance. It'll be embarrassin' enough once I admit it to the network.

[deadlydoctor]

Fine, I will accept that it's skill once because I also accepted that weird things like FirsForgeds also happen here.

[That get a chuckle out of him.] I don't think you'll have to worry about that in a long, long time.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

We'll see, Doc. We'll see.