(Crow T Robot was a busy bot these days: doing PR stuff for Tarn (sleeping on the job), making fun of newbies, and getting inducted into the ranks of the Decepticons. You could say the things that happened to Crow in the past few days were horrifying, demoralizing, even disgusting. But you aren't Crow, so shut up. What Crow says goes as he shows off the new Decepticon symbol on his chest.)

Hey guys, check it out! Guess that means I'm an official cop now! I mean sure, it hurt a lot and I kinda glossed over half of what they said, but hey, I'm just glad to be given authority over all you people.

And it's all thanks to my friend/substitute father figure Tarn! That is why I've written a small rap in honor of him.

(In a few seconds Crow starts beatboxing with his mouth, a lame attempt at it, anyway.)

Yo! Unh! Crow represent!
Lemme tell you a story of the hood
My pal Darn he's so darn good
He's the guy with the voice
You....you got no other...choice! (Yeah)
He's the man with the plan
He's not from Iran
So if you wanna be hooked up
Be a cop like me, just look up
My buddy Tarn
Don't.............uh, harm!

Word.

.... He-he-hey?

[Screen full of patina stained copper robot. What is the proper protocol for "I just showed up in this hugeass place and I don't know where I am or what I'm doing"? Panic? No. Yell at other people? Maybe.]

I'm ta-talkin' ta these real bi-big guys in here an' I'm ge-ge-gettin' a whole lotta nonsense. An' that's gotta be a lotta n-n-nonsense.

Who's in ch-charge here? I gotta hop th' n-n-next rocket ba-back ta Earth pronto! Where's the space bus?

Wha-what's the fare fer a s-s-space bus anyway?

Does anyone know wha-what's goin' on here? Hey!

[Okay. Make unreasonable demands and shake your fist at your communicator. Also an excellent choice]

An' further more what's a gu-gu-guy gotta do ta get some water around here? None o' these bi-big guys got it, there ain't no vendin' machines. Not even a wa-wa-wa-water fountain! Or a puddle! It's important, so s-s-someone speak up!