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[redshirtrobot]

[When the video comes on, Fracas is shifting on his feet, only pausing to rub the back of his neck and let out a reedy laugh. He coughs when he finally gets control of himself, then claps his hands together and mutters to himself before speaking up.]

S-so, uhm. I... I guess everyone's noticed the new Starscream. Well, he's the Starscream from my world. More the point, I.

I need help.

He can't know there's a Vehicon here. That I'm here. I will end up dead again and I-I don't... I don't want to die again. There. There has to be some way to keep me completely off his radar, right?

... ^Right?!

[Fracas's voice cracks for a moment without him even realizing it.]

S-something. Anything. I just. I can't. I r-really can't.

Please?

[He could not possibly look any more desperate and pathetic, even if he had a lip wibble.]

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[redshirtrobot]

Dunno. But he could at least fake understanding which is... more than I could ask for, really. [He's surprised by all the support, more than anything.] Maybe not, but. They have us to take it out on, when things aren't good for them.

Guess so. None of us ever figured out what actually happened, I don't think. [He shrugs.] Maybe someday, though.

action~ we could end it here?

[deadlydoctor]

Hm. I see. [Knock Out says nothing for a few, thinking. He's sure that the reason why Wing seems to want everyone to get along is because he hasn't seen the things they did to each other during the war. Knock Out often wonders if the mech was ever in any wars.

He turns to smirk at Fracas, the paint-gun ready.]

Done with the chat stuff, it's time to get you fixed properly. Now lie down and think of your boyfriend while I work.