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[Accidental video post /Action| Location: the junkpile/where the Pillar was standing]

[The video starts all of sudden. The image is lopsided because Knock Out dropped his communicator on the ground.]

No, not this again...I..It can't be....

[The red mech clutches his head with a pained expression on his face. He's gritting his teeth together ad if he's trying to stop his jaw to do something absurd as, let's say, splint in two due to his sudden anger and hunger.]

He doubles over as if attempting to shake off the new memories in his mind getting mixed with the old ones. There's a angry pained scream coming from Knock Out before feed goes back to black after he accidentally steps on the communicator.]

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Knock Out? What's wrong? Where are you?

[Hey she's a bit worried.]

[The video is gone but the audio of the communicator is still on. However, it takes Knock Out a few seconds to actually process that he is suddenly hearing another voice.]

Go away! [He hasn't bothered looking around, too busy with his own pain, he just assumed she's there somewhere.]

[He's upset. That's understandable, so she's just going to continue on calmly.]

I am not anywhere near you, but you obviously need some help.

Knock Out?

[Oh dear, is another of her medics companions going crazy?]

Stay where you are, I'll come find you.

Edited 2013-12-08 03:20 (UTC)

[Being on his way to the medbay at the edge of the junkpile to get someone to have a look at his arm (ahem, reattach it), Cliffjumper doesn't hear the shrieking from the Link, but rather through the air.]

What the frag is goin' on? [Wincing, he looks around, scowling at the more or less distant piles of junk. Did he have to check it out? He probably should...]

No! [Thanks to Rose he realized that his communicator was still on. He's still confused about what memories are real and what aren't and he's not about to let people get close to him.]

I know what sort of help people delivers in this sort of case and I assure you I don't need it. [More exactly he doesn't need to be shoot in the chest. Again.]

[There's a low whine of concern. What's going on? What's the matter, Knock Out?]

[You really have an awful timing, Cliffjumper. Would you have ignored the scream and keep walking you wouldn't be graced with the view of Knock Out hissing, jaws split and tongue lashing out, before he gets those under control.]

[The only reason why he's back to answering with video (after Rose let him know he posted by accident) it's because the whine surprised him.]

What the frag...There's still some of you alive? [And somehow using the communicator?]

What in the scum-drippin', triple-glitched, rusting frag?!

[Really awful timing because he didn't want to see that and just stares for a moment, the grip on his own severed arm flexing fitfully as he tries to figure out what the slag is going on.]

[Rose, this is why he likes you. You are one of the few sane people here.]

Hm...[He still looks around and relaxes slipping upon confirming that he's alone.] N-no I don't need any help. None that the other doctors here can deliver. I'll take care of it.

[Yeah she's not buying that "don't need any help" thing. Perhaps she can figure out where he is with the device. In the mean time, she'll just keep talking to him.]

What happened anyway? Did the Pillar do something to you as well?

[What a colorful welcome, Cliffjumper. Knock Out's already freaked out because of the memories and now knowing who he really is, he doesn't need you spying on him.

Knock Out stares at him for a few seconds in silence, taking on the view of the severed arm. When he finally speaks it's more like a grown than an actual reply.] Leave!

[Tracking it would be easier.]

I a....ah? As well? You mean there's others affected? [Have a confirmation that yes, something's wrong.]

[Cliffjumper's vocal processor is far more colourful than he himself is! And hey, he's not spying!]

Yeah, I might, but that depends on what you're gonna do when I do that.

[Optics narrowing, Cliffjumper attempts to point at Knock Out, realises he attempted it with the arm he doesn't have attached anymore, and simply hefts his severed arm in Knock Out's direction. He doesn't trust you to walk around peacefully after he leaves, like, at all.]

[You poor man, Bulk thought he had it rough. But it doesn't have him screaming. Not that he can scream since all he does is talk like a wolf.

But unlike the ones down there, this one's actually looking worried. Not angry.

There's a low questioning growl. You okay?]

[She's already on her way to the junkpile now. Distance is a lot shorter when you have longer legs.]

Almost everyone who went down there got affected with something. Myself included.

[Knock Out's in for a surprise, isn't he?]

Dare I ask?

[Knock Out's gave up and decided to sit on the ground. He wouldn't usually do that because the dirt gets on his finish but he's too tired to stand up. He needs a few minutes before he has enough energy to head to the temple again. ]

You will see in a few minutes.

[The trip is considerably short for her now, and it doesn't take her long to find him. His back is to her as she approaches.]

Turn around.

[Hey KO, have a 20ft human female!]

[Knock Out thinks that only mechs with no class use that foul language. And yes. Totes spying on him.]

It's nothing of your business. [It's even harder to keep his rage an hunger under control when people is here in front of him. People filled with delicious energon. No. no. no bad medic no. No thinking of sucking people dry. Knock Out shakes his head and growls briefly again.] Don't point at me with that thing!

[He frowns, noticing how her voice sounds closer now.

Then he turns. And then he has to look up.] ...you weren't jocking when you said you were affected.

[She arches a brow.] You should know that I hardly joke.

[She hold out her hand to him so that she can help him up.]

Knock Out!?

...coodinates, Knock Out. Now.

[Sorry...he doesn't mean to get all commander on you, but he's worried.]

[There's nothing wrong with a bit of colour to your expressions! And not!]

... Yeah, as if it ain't! You need help, mech, or... somethin' anyway, unless that... thing [He's just going to gesture at Knock Out and then his own faceplate to indicate his, ahem, jaw-issue while grimacing. He totally didn't shudder slightly, nope.] is normal for you.

And what, you ain't seen anyone carryin' around lose body parts before? It ain't leakin' either energon or coolant or charge! [He doesn't like carrying it either, but you do what you gotta do.]

[It's not just the pain, is the mental mess of not knowing what memories are real, what really happened in the past or what is the Pillar's influence.

That look confuses Knock Out more than anything else.] You are really un-wolf like.

[He rubs the front of his helm, trying to easy the pain in vain and then looks over his shoulders.] Hm...the pillar is no more, perhaps what was making those wolf-monsters angry was it's magic.

[He goes back to looking at wolf!Bulk.] Do you understand what I am saying?

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