Wheeljack (
wheeljackofalltrades) wrote in
re_alignment2013-06-20 08:54 pm
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[Someone had their beauty sleep.
And by beauty sleep, we mean he looks and sounds like he's been to the Pit and back.
It'd been almost two weeks since Wheeljack fell unconscious. Two weeks too long, if you asked him. He awoke, the feeling of his head buzzing and and his optics blurry. Oh, and pain. Lots and lots of pain. But the question was...where was he? This place seemed familiar...
His eyes almost immediately widened, remembering everything. Parting ways with Ratchet after the Iacon relic hunt, finding Bulkhead on that medical berth with nothing but an Energon line running through him. The fight with Hardshell, Miko saving him...being cast out from Team Prime and going solo...
The attack on Prime's base.
Being tortured at the hands of Starscream and Shockwave. All of it was as clear as crystal. And if it wasn't, he had a few friendly reminders in the large horizontal scar across his midsection, and a somewhat buzzy neural net. But Wheeljack wasn't one to let that stop him. As soon as he awoke, he found no one around him, probably stepping out for some fresh air.
Why not follow suit? The Wrecker stood up, his legs feeling practically like liquid as he took a few steps, hesitating every so often. His communicator goes on audio, the sound of a door slamming open and the loud footsteps of someone lacking...eloquence in their walk.]
...So.
What'd I miss.
[Guess who's back.]
Locked to Prime!Scream and Prime!Shockwave (separately)
Where are you.
And by beauty sleep, we mean he looks and sounds like he's been to the Pit and back.
It'd been almost two weeks since Wheeljack fell unconscious. Two weeks too long, if you asked him. He awoke, the feeling of his head buzzing and and his optics blurry. Oh, and pain. Lots and lots of pain. But the question was...where was he? This place seemed familiar...
His eyes almost immediately widened, remembering everything. Parting ways with Ratchet after the Iacon relic hunt, finding Bulkhead on that medical berth with nothing but an Energon line running through him. The fight with Hardshell, Miko saving him...being cast out from Team Prime and going solo...
The attack on Prime's base.
Being tortured at the hands of Starscream and Shockwave. All of it was as clear as crystal. And if it wasn't, he had a few friendly reminders in the large horizontal scar across his midsection, and a somewhat buzzy neural net. But Wheeljack wasn't one to let that stop him. As soon as he awoke, he found no one around him, probably stepping out for some fresh air.
Why not follow suit? The Wrecker stood up, his legs feeling practically like liquid as he took a few steps, hesitating every so often. His communicator goes on audio, the sound of a door slamming open and the loud footsteps of someone lacking...eloquence in their walk.]
...So.
What'd I miss.
[Guess who's back.]
Locked to Prime!Scream and Prime!Shockwave (separately)
Where are you.

[video; location encrypted]
[That means No Wheeljacks allowed in his man cave.]
[Especially not the ones with grenades at their hip.]
What is the purpose of your contact.
[video; location encrypted]
So you admit you look at his hips.]
Just wanted to pay a little visit. To show my thanks for your hospitality back home.
[video; location encrypted]
[There's just a slight tilt of that optic in honest intrigue.]
We have not met personally in our home dimension.
[video; location encrypted]
Pretty sure we have, buddy. I think I'd remember a cortical psychic patch in my neural net.
Not just somethin' ya dream up.
[video; location encrypted]
[Too bad he never did it. As much as he'd like to.]
The Lambda appears to have affected your memories. This event did not occur.
[Not yet, anyway. If his prediction is correct.]
[video; location encrypted]
I went back to our world, Shocky. Had a fun time with Megatron and all his little cronies. Including you.
[video; location encrypted]
I see.
[Hi, don't mind if he just attempts to grab your coordinates. The fact that you apparently returned is enough to tickle the Decepticon Scientist's fancy.]
[He doesn't suspect you'll mind.]
[video; location encrypted]
[What are you typing, freak.]