So, d'I have your approval?

[Barricade is not talking to the camera. He is talking to a small-ish dragon with bronze scales sitting on his desk. Across from the firelizard is a similar dragon made of metal with glowing green optics. The organic and non-organic dragons are both staring at each other, shifting on their feet and twitching their wings. The robotic one eventually takes off into the air, using tiny turbines in its wings to hover for a few moments before landing again.

The organic one turns to look at Barricade after that, squeaking and growling at him. He grins.]

That's what I figured. W-

[He starts looking towards the camera when the robotic firelizard creels metallically at him. He stares for a moment before looking at the feed finally.]

As I was about t'say. I think I've gotten all the kinks worked out with this little fella. He is a mechanical firelizard - non-firebreathing, of course.

I'm hopin' to make more and release them into the wild but I was wondering if anyone might want one for themselves before I start tweaking the programming from 'tame' to 'wild'. The design and mechanics would be the same with each, but with paint t'your liking.

( Locked to Solus Prime and Alpha Trion )

[The video starts with a blurry, dark, shaky shape and the sound of Blurr droning on rapid fire about ... something. It's hard to make out over the frustrated, agonized crying of:]

SHUT UP. SHUT UP. SHUT UP ALREADY!

SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP....

[When the video finally settles down and autofocus is able to kick in... you're all treated to the beautiful view of Starscream with his eyes screwed shut beating the heels of his palms against his own skull. Also a prison cell.]



[OOC| Video will continue with Blurr's response and public video thread. Possible replies from either he or Pscream. Don't look, Liege Maximo. This is just embarrassing.]

So are these things supposed to change like this, or do I have some kinda "lame disease-itis"?

[As Veser asks the question, he's turning left and right, frowning while he looks into a mirror and examines the black glyph on his upper left arm which has a faint magenta outline to it.]

'Cos last I checked, this thing was just pure black.