[Video] [Transmission originating from: Prison!] - Eleventh Offense

[namesnotprowl]

[Oh look, it's Barricade! But he's looking a lot more like himself. He even has his firelizard perched on his shoulder... who is probably the one that got him his Link back, the dastardly creature.]

Mm. I don't suppose I could convince anyone to come let me out of lock-up by showing off these legs of mine. Could I?

Or this new-slash-old facelift of mine.

Well. Even if it don't, I'd be ever so glad f'r a visitor or ten. Does get awfully boring here.

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[namesnotprowl]

[Barricade hums tunelessly, looking across at the cell wall for a few moments.]

Not as many as there were. That's how it goes, though. Folks show up and folks leave.

Seein' that wears on you more than the rest of it sometimes, it feels like.

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

[There's a breathless sigh, as if agreeing on that last part.]

That's it. That's the reason exactly.


It's hard seein' everyone else come and go and...

yannow. You don't.

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[namesnotprowl]

Wish I could tell you it gets easier, but it doesn't. But...

[Barricade leans closer to Wheeljack, curling a finger in a silent request to come closer.]

Lemme tell you a secret.

Feels worse bein' the one that gets dragged away.

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

'Course it doesn't. That's makin' it seem like these places have mercy.

[But when he's beckoned closer, he tilts, audial pointed in that direction.

And upon hearing it, lets out a snort.]

Do ya even remember it? When you go back.

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[namesnotprowl]

The rest of the multiverse doesn't have mercy, why would this one part of it be different?

[He shrugs, wings flicking.]

I did. Remember every time I've gone from one place to another. Suppose it depends on things.

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

Some are more gifted than others in said universes.

[His own wings flick too, optics dimming.]

's gotta build up after awhile. What keeps ya from flippin' your lid?

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[namesnotprowl]

Truth. Then again, most universes have their bright spots too. Even ones like this.

[He snorts.]

Hopin' I run into some of the old friends, mostly. Hopin' I can make a difference to someone... or maybe to a whole planet.

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

...Point.

[There were a few things he could think of that made this mesh of worlds worth it. Some of the guys he'd met here...the ones who stuck by him since the start.]

...

[And at that last part, he puts his hand up to that hologram barrier. And a smirk.


That's it, nothing else to be said.]