[Locked to Elita One]

Heya, toots. Been thinkin' 'bout all our jam sessions an' thought we ought t'take this flirtin' to a whole new level, know what I mean? [He'd wink if he could] So's how 'bout you an' I meet up at the club an' have ourselves a coupla drinks, a few dances, then go back to my place an' bang a gong. Or yers; ain't picky! C'mon, I know a li'l somethin' 'bout Valenteen Day, havin' lived on Earth an' all fer so long. Ain't it a holiday best spent wit' someone you love - or someone ya wanna bang until yer interface circuits get all glitchy an' raw?

By the by, I made ya a li'l somethin-somethin I wanna give to ya when we meet up.

[/locked]

[Locked to Megatronus]

Heya, boss. Ya mind doin' a li'l bondin' time wit' yer best soldier? [He'd wink if he could]

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[And open to everyone else:]

DON'T COME-A KNOCKIN' 'ROUND MY PLACE T'NIGHT.

[The video starts and...well, that's it. There isn't anything very fancy about it. Although there is, in fact, an Arcee face looking into the feed. Yes, hello, she uses this too.]

Don't know about anyone else, but I could take a break from, well, everything. I'll be at that Hub, heard there's a bar. Think that's exactly what I need right now. If anyone else feels the same, feel free to join me. Wouldn't mind the company...

[She looks off to the side momentarily before finally ending the video. The invitation was mostly for her team, but considering how they've been acting lately, she wouldn't be surprised if they wanted to be left alone. She'll just take about anyone else she can get.

This might just be the 'stranded on an unfamiliar Cybertron' talking, but she's getting a little tired of 'alone'.

Funny considering she's played the loner before.]

[The video starts with certain red medic leaning against one of the tombs of the graveyard. It’s an odd view, moreso because said tomb seems like a newly made grave and there’s a name written on it. Knock Out is leaning against the stone only half of the name can be read: …kdown.

It's not often that Knock Out gets drunk, they don’t have enough energon in his world to waste it like that, but when he does, he takes it seriously. He keeps it going until everything turns black, or at least in a very dark misty haze. And thus he ended in the graveyard with a half cube of high energon in his (now dirty) hands.]

There was that fembot in my world…[Knock Out speaks, staring off into the distance.]…a triplechanger. With a mind as sharp as a steel trap, and legs just as sharp too. The eight of them. One of those creatures that can drive you insane, you know?

[The medic smiles as if he’s talking about the love of his life. He moves his claw like hands while he speaks.] And I swear to any god out there, once I get back to my world nothing, absolutely nothing, will stop me from finding her. Oh yes. I’ll will. And I will grab her by the shoulders, looks straight into her eyes…and snap her scrawny little neck with my bare hands.

I’ll keep the head. As trophy. A wonderful irony, I would say. [He takes another swig and then leaves the cube on top of the stone.] ....and how are you all this fine day?