[video]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[The location behind everyone's least favorite helicopter looks almost like a workshop. And body parts. Seems Whirl's found himself Ironfist's impromptu workshop and yeah there's probably valuable SCIENCE in here, but whatever.]

[He's got dollies.]

[He'll hold one Acolyte helm up to the lens.]

Whirl! Whirl is the best Autobot!  

[The other helm.]

                                                                       He is a hundred million times cooler than Cyclonus!

[And now a puppet show!] And hotter than Rodimus!

                                                                        And soberer than Fortress Psychomus!

And smarter than Drift--Okay really, that's not so hard.

[Enough fun. Onto the srs bsns.]

Right. So, who all was that purple goon after again?  [Anyone he should actually give a scrap about?]

[Video]

[rednotbluethx]

[When the video switches on, Frenzy is kind of slumping, tired but not quite exhausted. Mostly, he looks like he got tossed around and kicked a few times with his visor (once again) cracked and tear along his chestplates. Though kind of hard to notice, considering he's covered in some... slimy looking substance, head to toe. Blood? Maybe. It's gross, though, and if you could smell through the link, you'd probably want to vomit. Frenzy grips a twisted, half-bent lead pipe in his hand, and there's weird chunks of something sticking along the...

Oh.

Despite all this, the Cassetticon just looks a little peeved. But mostly nonchalant.]

Tho. Tha wuth fun.

[Frenzy reaches up and touches the missing gap along the top row of his teeth. So that's why he's talking a little weird(er).] I loth thoo dentha plathes. I know I thwallowed one. Tha can' be good? Buth tha oththur ith thumwhere here. [He glares at the link] Did one of youth take my toof?

[He pauses and watches something gross plop off his wounded shoulder.] Altho, I guth I need a docthor. Or whaeverth.

[ video]

[lifepersists]

[ Like every medic, First Aid has had his hands full. He's sort of... numb to deaths though. It was kind of his job and all and certainly he's seen plenty after Delphi. At most, he feels some remorse. ]

Those of you who still have not received medical attention, there is still room at the medbay for repairs. If you can't make it to there, please let me know. I'm more than willing to respond to 'house calls'. Please don't ignore your injuries.

[ He rubs his hands together. ]

I... I'm sorry to all those who have lost people dear to them. If there is anything I can do to assist, let me know.

I think, maybe, everyone might benefit from a memorial service.

( Private to FoC!Perceptor )

( Private to Megatronus )

AUDIO

[cohesions]

[ The voice that addresses the Link is vaguely masculine, but unmistakably synthesized in origin. It has about as much personality as Microsoft Sam, which helps hide the geths... 'Anxiety' isn't the right word, but it's close. ]

We are seeking methods of off-world communications. We cannot locate FTL communication networks, accessible or otherwise, at this time.

[ Which, for the geth, is a rather big deal.

There's a tiny, barely perceptible pause, then; ]

Crew of the Normandy, please respond. We are requesting immediate evac.

[ Someone please be monitoring this channel... EDI? Anyone? ]