[Wheeljack wasn't one to question things, really. But when something goes wrong in his world, there's -usually- repurcussions for said thing that went wrong. So...you can see the confusion when he opens up the feed. He's SOMEWHERE in Solus's temple--the lack of indents and scorch marks are a key sign that it's not his room--eyebrow perked.]
So uh...can you guys do me a favour and just watch this for me?
[Before you can even give an answer, he sets the Link back slightly, giving a full shot of him. Grabbing a grenade.
And pulling the pin--PLEASE NO WHEELJACK.
He sets it a few feet away, folding his arms. And...well, like it should, it detonates. Smoke billows through the whole room, the walls once untouched by scorch are now charred black, and the Link may have bounced a little from the impact.
But...Wheeljack walks out of it, and aside from scorch to match the walls, looks relatively unharmed.]
That's not normal. I'm good but I'm not -that- good.
[Well no shit, Wheeljack.]
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