[Accidental video] backdated to Starscream's super fun prison stay ( 'bout a week ago)

[my_own_trope]

[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.]

Comments

[my_own_trope]

"Brave Police?" Is that what they're calling themselves? That's terrible. It sounds worse than "Autobots."

With the only hands at my disposal.

[redshirtrobot]

Some of them, not all of them. They brought the name with them from their world, and it's pretty much exactly as silly as 'Autobots' and 'Decepticons'.

That doesn't change that your hands are like knives and you keep trying to kill people with them.

he can't see your badge from this angle

[my_own_trope]

Speaking of which, what's your alliance, Cybertronian?

And you've got previous experience with these, [he wiggles his fingers, the claws catching the light] have you?

that's k bro let him splain it to ya

[redshirtrobot]

Decepticon.

[There's no reason to lie, Starscream will know sooner or later. As to the question... he narrows his optics slightly.]

I've heard stories. Besides them looking nasty.

[my_own_trope]

They really are excellent weapons aren't they? [/gazing at his claws]

[redshirtrobot]

[Starscream you are such a narcissist.] I always preferred actual weapons myself.

[my_own_trope]

[Someone has to love him... since no one else will.]

[He lets one arm turn into its sleek laser rifle mode]

Something like this~?

[redshirtrobot]

[And that couldn't possibly have anything to do with those murderous inclinations, would it.]

[Fracas tilts his head, narrowing his optics. It can't hurt him, it can't hurt him, it can't hurt him...]

More like that, yes.

[my_own_trope]

At a high enough setting, this'll shoot clear through someone's chest, sparkcasing and all~~

[redshirtrobot]

I've heard that too. The question is, is that exactly necessary?

[my_own_trope]

[Apparently it's not, since he rarely dials it that high... ಠ_ಠ ]

Leave those sorts of questions to me, soldier.

[His eyes narrow just a bit]

I don't think I caught your name...

[redshirtrobot]

Fracas.

You've probably never heard of me.

[Because he never had a name to officers, he was just Hey You or You Drone There.]

[my_own_trope]

Oh, so you're Fracas.

Actually I have heard of you. I've also been informed that you belong to Lord Megatron, and as such, given our leader's absence; are one of mine

[You can thank Deads for that.]

[redshirtrobot]

I guess people talk about me around here, then.

I've been working for a Shockwave in Lord Megatron's absence. He's had more need of me. And with you in jail right now...

[Yeah, he's not about to try to get you out.]

[my_own_trope]

As Megatron's second in command, I outrank the both of you.

Your new task: contact Shockwave and have him send over a groundbridge.

[redshirtrobot]

Uhm. Wrong Shockwave. I'm working for the really big and pointy one.

[He can just fail to mention that Shockwave's malfunctioning space bridge and he's covered.]

Also if we broke you out of jail someone would figure it out and then all of us would be in jail and I'd. Rather not be there.

[my_own_trope]

[... So I guess he was another Shockwave after all.]

Two questions. [Uh oh, Starscream's voice is doing that thing where he starts to sound cold... which is a very different type of angry than his average pissy style.]

First: why aren't you reporting to your PROPER Shockwave?

[As little as he likes Shockwave, he likes the soldiers working for the wrong team ever more.]

[redshirtrobot]

[Fracas flicks his wings briefly. Can't hurt me through the Link, can't hurt me through the Link...]

Because the other one was here first and offered to expand my combat training.
Also because I hadn't realized ours was here until you broke into his... cave. And started saying you built his space bridge.

[That and their Shockwave had never seemed to notice him so Fracas decided to just stick with the one that picked him up first.]

What's the second question?

[my_own_trope]

You don't know that I didn't!

[redshirtrobot]

I could call him up and ask him. That would give us a definitive answer.

[my_own_trope]

And while you're at it, let him know you'll be getting back to serving your appropriate superior officer.

[redshirtrobot]

You should probably talk to him about that, actually. It's not my place to initiate a transfer, after all. Especially between two equally-ranked officers from different dimensions.

[my_own_trope]

You can certainly do it in my stead, when commanded to do so.

[redshirtrobot]

[Fracas inhales. Okay, time for the big push. Ugh, words. He didn't even talk this much to other Vehicons.]

Not really, no. I was hired for a specific job, which was not 'relocation' so I'm not qualified to transfer anyone anywhere. Myself included. I would have to find someone that works in job relocation and have them draw up the paperwork, which would then have to be signed off on by you and the big Shockwave, since I don't work for ours.

... Of course, Shockwave might decide to feed the paperwork to the Driller and you'd have to start over. Or speak with him personally.

[my_own_trope]

You were taken on as a Decepticon, and as such, you will follow the proper chain of command and I-- what, no, I'm talking about our Shockwave. The superior officer you default to working under when no other is present.

Don't tell me you still don't know how your military hierarchy functions. You've been online, how long?