[Guess what everybody.
You will be greeted by the sounds of a snoring old bot. The feed pans out to show Ratchet, slumped over his desk. Head in his arms. He looks to be in Percy's lab, to those of who are familiar with it. The bot looks rather exhausted. But suddenly there's a loud beeping noise, a timer going off.
Ratchet's body sits up automatically with a shrill sound, which lasts a good moment or two before his hand scrambles to turn off the timer. His surprised expression soon deflates and he stares ahead of himsf at the green vials at his desk.
To those who are familiar with that color? You will notice that it's synthetic energon.
Slowly he lies his head back down on the desk, muttering.]
I'll put a tiger in his... tanknnn...
[Looks like he's falling back into stasis.] | |
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