[Video] [Transmission from: Solian Sector] - Eighth Offense

[namesnotprowl]

[Barricade seems to be in a slightly better mood than the last time he was on-screen. In fact, he looks rather pleased. Like a cat that finally managed to catch their owner's goldfish without being noticed.]

So. 'Bout a month ago, I was diggin' around in the Junk Pile and I found something from my world. Something big.

[He shifts, letting the video shift with him and that... that is a ship. It's got a lot of carbon scoring and bullet scars on it, but other than that, it's not in completely terrible shape. Barricade pats one of the rotating turrets on it.]

Been working on the poor thing as much as I can, and I think I've got her flight-ready finally. I was just wonderin'...

[He grins widely.]

Anyone want t'go on a test flight with me?

[Locked to Skids]

As I recall, I owe you a demonstration of a certain pair of appendages, and this seems like a perfect opportunity.

If you're up for it, that is.

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[namesnotprowl]

The shiny toy wasn't in working order 'til now. Heh, it barely is at this point, still.

[He pats one of the turret mounts again.]

Even the repulsors were broken. Had to lash it to me with chains and drag it all the way t'the temple when I found it.

[deadlydoctor]

Fine, I forgive you. But only because it's you.

Need help with those? I am fond of weapons myself.

[namesnotprowl]

Mm, I appreciate it, lovely~

Haven't gotten around to 'em yet, but you're welcome t'take a look. Take a look at how we conduct our war back home, eh?

[deadlydoctor]

It's hard to be mad at you when you are this nice. [He's only half joking. People not being rude it's a big thing to him.]

Thanks. I am very fond of knowledge, you see. [It gives you power and the upper hand most of the time. Knock Out is even more fond of that than knowledge itself.] Where did you park that ship? And does it have a name? Ships need a name, it's a must.

[namesnotprowl]

I do try, on occasion. Besides, if I'm not nice t'my coworkers, what kinda lousy fellow am I? [Aside from 'the kind of fellow that mercilessly teases his coworkers when he gets bored'.]

Oh, I know that exact feeling. Knowing things can be so useful... and so dangerous at the same time. [The fact that Barricade knew things is what made him so attractive to Soundwaves in the first place.] It's outside Solus's temple at the moment - I'm not about to do test flights in the halls. And this poor thing probably passed through so many hands that any name is lost t'time. [Though considering he's the guy that named his Lensmeter drone, he really ought to name the ship...]

[deadlydoctor]

I could tell you many stories about coworkers not being nice to each others. Starscream and Megatron are in the 90% of them.

Its' only dangerous if others discovers that you know things. Discretion is key. [Knock Out would agree with him that any Soundwave is bad news.] But that would be fun. Impractical, but fun. I'm at the medbay, give me a few minutes to go down.

Still not a excuse. I you don't name it, i will. [And he will choose an extra embarrassing name for it, like Priscilla.]

[namesnotprowl]

Well that's just Starscream and Megatron f'r you, really. And Decepticons in general, now that I mention it.

Discretion isn't always enough, though. Believe me. [Sometimes all it takes is a little paranoia - or curiosity - from another party.] I'll be here, don't worry.

Hey, hey now. Mech that found it names it. Once I get a good feel on how it handles, it'll get its handle, I promise. [If it was named Priscilla Barricade would inevitably have to belt show tunes from its speaker system.]

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[deadlydoctor]

You are right about what. What bunch of special fellows, those Decepticons. What are we going to do with them?

Yeah, I am aware. [Oh, he knows. He's been too much time around Starscream to not know.] Good.

Then you better think of a good one, mister. [That would be both amazing and terrifying to hear.

It doesn't take Knock Out much to get there and founds the mech.]

Such nifty toy you got here. [He got a glowing sword made of pure evil that doesn't really work.]