[Video - open, but mind the locked messages] The secure treatment of dead bodies sucks here!

[cliffjumper]

Zombies. Why's it always fraggin' zombies?

[Cliffjumper hasn't even seen any of them, and he's not sure of the vehemence in his own conviction, but it feels right. Beyond, well, the fact that undead abominations that shouldn't be possible had decided to come play.

Ghosts were one thing.]

Whatever, as long as we can get rid of 'em all. [With a grimace and a shrug Cliffjumper makes a few locked pings.]

[Locked to Blurr.]

Hey, Blurr. Still wanna try a gun? [They're doing it either way, you know.]

[Locked to SG!Megatron and Ravage]

Both of ya okay, still? [He pauses, frowning a little, briefly hesitating before just shrugging. That worry of being okay was mostly for Ravage since Soundwave had disappeared.]

... Dunno, should we meet up, or somethin'?

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[cliffjumper]

[True.]

... Ravage, when has the main processor ever not been in the head? [He resists facepalming, barely.]

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[im_wavin]

Idk. Maybe there was mistake and it was put in teh aft instead??? [Might as well give in now, and facepalm away, Cliffjumper.]

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[cliffjumper]

[... yeah, okay, let him just... do that. Of course, by now he's laughing a little as well.]

Yeah, I. Suppose that could've happened.

[What Else is he supposed to say, anyway?]