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[badboybikerbot]

[No video for you, kids. Gunmax isn't about to put his face all over some mystery space internet. You do get to listen to him complain, though.]

Oookay then, now that I'm pretty sure I'm not having some kind of sensory malfunction, I figured I oughta start getting information out of the locals. The creepy dudes in the robes already dropped what I assume are the basics on me, but there's gotta be more to this than "hi, welcome to the robot planet. You're stuck here forever, make yourself at home". I kind of had things to do back home. Important things. Things that didn't include being kidnapped by alien robots.

Anyway. It's probably a long shot, but if any Brave Police just happen to be hanging around here, shoot me a heads up. Oh, and if anyone happens to find a really big motorcycle, that's mine. Try not to mess with it, yeah?

[Nope not even dropping a name. What a courteous guy right. He grumbles something to himself before killing the feed.]

Comments

LMAO HOLY SHIT SORRY FOR THAT ive never used email reply before I FUCKED UP

[letmefixyou]

Ah, so you have nothing to prove then. Silly drone! You should learn your place before you get hurt!

IT HAPPENS

[thxforthememories]

That's not what I am!

Don't tell me what to do.

[letmefixyou]

Then what are you?

Not Cybertronian, not one of the acolytes! Make your mind up!

[thxforthememories]

Something else.

[letmefixyou]

You could either stop dancing around the fact or tell me before I get bored and take it upon myself to find out.

[he's so mad megatron and blurr showed up before he could tear deckard to pieces and find out 8'(]

[thxforthememories]

You don't give me orders.

And you won't find me.

[letmefixyou]

[laughter. oh, he loves it when they're idiots!]

You're not the only one of your kind here. I suppose I could stab Deckard again and make sure I tear him apart before the police force ar-

Oh.

You've just given me an idea! Thank you!

[ratchet cuts the feed abruptly. this'll be fun!]