[Open][Freewheeling, with little coordinate markers on the screen]

[skidaddle]

[Skids is driving, the camera showing rocks and dust flying as he whisks by. The terrain seems smoother here, and as he's cruising along he passes by a little red flag...then another. Then another. Coordinate marks tick off across the screen as he goes.]

This is a little announcement to declare two things, so if you like good news listen up.

First of all...I'd like you all to welcome 4 to the Law Committee. He filled out the form, it checked out. If anyone wants to vote him off, take it up with Black Arachnia. Or Miko.

[It's pretty handy, having someone to delegate to.]

Second of all...

[And now is one of his favorite times--showing off. Without slowing down he transforms, leaping off the ground in mid-transformation and rolling forward. The camera is a mess of dizziness for a moment before a solid object slams down in front of it--a thin, slender rod....
topped with a red flag.]

Today marks the day the last road in the haven is plotted.

[He stands, dusting off his hands, looking a little too pleased with himself.]

Now, I'm not in the Law group, but if I catch anyone pulling flags out over the next few lunar cycles until the roads are in? [His face gets reaaaally close to the camera--is that a green tint in his optics? It wasn't there before.] Then I'm going to hunt you down, and shove them in places only your maker has seen. Got it?

Good.

[A moment later he's back in vehicle mode, zooming along as if that display of aggression wasn't completely unusual for him.]

[Sadly, he doesn't make it much further before his engine starts sputtering.]

PERCEPTOR. SEND MORE OF YOUR ENERGON TO MY COORDINATES, NOW.

[Someone has been taking a little too much of that Synth En.]

Comments

[neverputincharge]

Skids, no. Don't do that. Ya shouldn't go around attackin' people over stuff that can be replaced.

I wouldn't kid about somethin' like this.

I don't think so. There weren't any physical injuries.

[skidaddle]

But I spend a lot of time making these flags!

[They might as well be works of art!]

Fine, I get you. That sounds like something important, and I've got Perceptor coming to visit me so I can't talk much longer anyway. Make sure you crush whoever did it to them for me, and if not I'll be along soon.

[Because crushing sounded fun right now.]

[neverputincharge]

Skids...don't make me help Fracas put this thing behind schedule.

[Cause he would. Seriously, they're just flags, they're not that hard to replace.]

Heh, if I knew who it was, they already would be, Been feelin' more energetic, coulda used somethin' ta pound my fists into.

[skidaddle]

Don't make me put you on my list, Bulkhead.

[Its a big list already.]

You can help me pound this gravel into roads soon enough. It'll be like a good enemy--if, you know. It were possible to attack Cybertron itself.

[neverputincharge]

Then don't hurt people over flags

[Simple enough solution to him.]

Lookin' forward to it. But gotta get the supplies for it first. But won't be too much of an issue.