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[redshirtrobot]

So uhm. I'm looking for Starscream? I think I have something of his... actually a lot of somethings.

[Fracas is standing in front of aquarium... that is full of piranacons. Two of them in particular seem interested in his fingers, snapping at the glass ineffectively. He stares at them, blanching briefly.]

What are these, anyway? And why do they keep trying to bite me?


[Locked to scientists/medics/Prime cast... and Skids]

Also... Some of you know that I recently. Got new information from home. And I know some of you have been experimenting with. With a synthetic variant of energon from my world.

[The Vehicon huffs, face going visibly stoney.]

It would be better if you stop. Because this can happen.

[What follows is a video of a number of horrible terrorcons with split open jaws and suspiciously tentacly tongues, headed for the camera. There is no sound, but anyone savvy enough can probably figure out the camera operator (as it was) was Fracas.]

And if this happens, I'm going to shoot everyone involved. And I won't feel bad about it, because I am not having a zombie apocalypse here.

[Try him B|]

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[deceptionshark]

[That's real sweet of you Fracas, but Megatron has dealt with worse in his lifetime. He still fondly remembers his zombie army. You know, the first one.]

Your concern is noted Fracas, but I believe I can handle it.

I am rather fond of overly aggressive abominations.

[redshirtrobot]

[Yeah, he remembers those... well. Hearing about them. From coworkers. Who heard about them from miners. Generally, he'd rather stay far, far away from zombies.]

I've noticed.

[INSECTICONS DX]

No... no offense meant, or anything.

[deceptionshark]

[He misses his Decepticon pets. Who cares if his Vehicons went all Mean Girls on them.]

None taken.

So how about you give me those, and we can move on with out day?