[Video]

[damselindistress]

[Surprise! Drag Strip isn't happy. She usually isn't, but now she has another reason to be extremely pissed off about. She holds up what seems to be a bright pink card and gives the link her most irritated scowl.]

What the slag is this trash? I swear I'm gonna find the lowlife rusty engine block and shove this so far up their exhaust port that they'll be able t' taste it!

[Why does this make her so angry? Who the hell knows.]

I mean, just look at it!

[She finally reads what's written on it, because she couldn't have done that earlier.]

You are my perfect rose, please be my Valentine

Love: Mega-

[And then she stops. She doesn't entirely understand what's going on, but something tells her that she's just made a mistake somewhere. The link abruptly shuts off. Oh boy.]

Comments

[deadlydoctor]

...tron, perhaps?

Or is there another mech named Mega?

[damselindistress]

Why dontcha shut your slaggin' mouth 'fore I shut if for ya!?

audio

[primest]

Wow.

Just. Wow.

[they haven't spoken for a while but it's nice to see drag strip is still a complete moron.]

audio

[damselindistress]

Stuff it, slag breath.

[She is SO not dealing with your stupid ass right now.]

[deadlydoctor]

I am supposed to feel threatened?

Re: audio

[primest]

Says the femme who just publicly insulted Megatron

Try not to make a mess.

[megaton]

I did not write that.

I would be much more eloquent than--

...

[Wait.]

Did you actually think this was serious?

audio

[damselindistress]

[Que two solid minutes of robot cursing.

It's something spectacular.]

[damselindistress]

Yer supposed to fraggin' leave me alone!

One day I'm gonna tear off your audio receptors and make you eat em!

[damselindistress]

No!

[She knows she's in trouble and the only way she knows how to deal with it is by flailing ungracefully around.]

It was just a mistake! I'd never accept somethin' like this from you!

Re: audio

[primest]

[sentinel hung up about 30 second into it.

alas, drag strip's efforts are wasted.]

[deadlydoctor]

My, my, someone needs a few classes about how to control her anger issues. Or a ton.

[damselindistress]

MY ANGER IS PERFECTLY UNDER CONTROL!

[To prove this, she violently kicks her berth and knocks it over.]

So why dontcha take your useless prettyboy face and shove a pole into it!

[deadlydoctor]

Nice strong legs.

All that extra energy coudl be used for better things than just berth-quicking.

[damselindistress]

If you're offering to fight me...

[Then she totally accepts. She needs a good outlit somewhere.]

[deadlydoctor]

Not really, I have better things to do. But if you like fighting all that much, I'm sure Ironhide will be more than happy yo spar with you.

[damselindistress]

Pfft, big stinkin' coward.

[deadlydoctor]

That would offend me if I cared even a little of what others think of me. [As you can see, he does not.]

[damselindistress]

Funny, I'd think you'd care a lot considerin' yer big shiny polish.

Betcha you hate gettin' scratches.

[deadlydoctor]

Oh, you noticed? How nice of you. [Sorry he stopped listening after 'shiny polish'.]