003 // [Video]

[kungfugeek]

 [Power Joe doesn't have a fancy introduction to his video post. Really, it's just him lying on the Cybertronian landscape outside of the Solian Temple. The lazy bum.]

Oi, what do you guys do for fun around here?

[Seriously, he's bored.]

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[kungfugeek]

Fine, fine.

I'm not a kid.

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[arnhaid]

Compared to me, you are.

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[kungfugeek]

Then compared to me, you're an old man.

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[arnhaid]

Yep.

Pretty much.

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[kungfugeek]

Heh, well, I'll be waiting, pops!

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[arnhaid]

Sit tight then.

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[kungfugeek]

[WELL IF YOU INSIST.

He just lies back, waiting for Ironhide to show up.]

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[arnhaid]

[VROOOOMMMM here comes the tank van. Brace yourself, PJ.]

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[kungfugeek]

[HI DAD! PJ sits up when you arrive, looking at the tank van.]

That you, Ironhide?

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[arnhaid]

Nah, it's Optimus Prime.

[As he transforms. Yeah, no, it's totally Ironhide.]

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[kungfugeek]

Nah, that blue motorcycle would be a lot happier if you were.

[He elbows Ironhide, playfully.]

So, arm wrestle?

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[arnhaid]

Blue motorcycle?

[And he swats him. Possibly a bit harder than he means to.]

You sure you're up for this one?

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[kungfugeek]

Eh...someone I met. She knows a Prime.

[His body lurches forward at the swat]

You BET I am!

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[arnhaid]

She?

[He doesn't know any blue motorcycles...]

Then sit down.

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[kungfugeek]

Yeah, I don't think she's from your world.

[But he sits down, looking a little too overexcited for this. QUALITY TIME WITH DADBOT.]

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[arnhaid]

What makes you say that?

[He parks his ironbutt down, too, and holds his arm out, elbow resting on his knee.]

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[kungfugeek]

She's uh...rounder.

[Does that make sense?]

Now let's get started!

[He takes Ironhide's hand, making his arm in the same resting position as his, a determined look on his face.]

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[arnhaid]

... Rounder.

[No, it doesn't make sense at all.]

Brace yourself, kid.

[He starts out slowly, pressing PJ's arm toward the ground.]

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[kungfugeek]

Yeah, you know. Not as blocky.

[It really doesn't...

And when Ironhide starts pressing, PJ immediately feels the strain, pressing back with all he's got.]

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[arnhaid]

Uh huh. Gotcha... kind of.

[Not really at all.]

[He doesn't press hard. Doing this too quickly would be a nasty blow to the kid's pride. So he lets him push -- watching him idly.]

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[kungfugeek]

[It's doing wonders for his pride, Ironhide. Hahaha and you thought he couldn't handle it. He continues to press, a smile widening on his face. It's just enough of a challenge for him right now.]

See? Told ya!

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[arnhaid]

[While he's not pressing back all that hard, he's not giving in, either. Gradually, PJ will find himself shoving against what might as well be a brick wall.]

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[kungfugeek]

[He's quickly noticing this, too. His arm seems to be shaking from the effort, looking up at Ironhide in a mix of irritation and admiration. More of the latter than the former, though.

This guy...was strong.]

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[arnhaid]

[And Ironhide... keeps right on sitting there, holding his arm still.]

You done yet?

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[kungfugeek]

[He's not giving up just yet. That arm continues to struggle against it, putting his all into it.]

No!