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[arnhaid]

So uh... hate t'be a bother and everythin', but...

[He holds up a fist, and, quite literally, proceeds to bash it against a wall. Hard. And, given it's Ironhide, something should be damaged. Granted, it's his fist versus a wall, but...]

[Not so much as a single scrape or even a chip appears on Ironhide's hand. He might as well be mashing it into a bucket of water for all the effect it has on him. He doesn't even flinch, either.]

[After a good minute or two of repeatedly punching the wall with what appears to be all his strength, the big soldier subsides.]

I know I'm tough, but... Primus, even for me, this ain't right. I can't transform either. Not even a little bit.

[What is a "little bit" of a transformation, Ironhide.]

Anybody else suddenly got somethin' weird going on?

Comments

[badboybikerbot]

So you can't transform, big whoop. Just go see a medic or something and quit whining.

[arnhaid]

Somethin' crawl up your tailpipe and die, kid?

[badboybikerbot]

[YEAH IT'S NAME WAS POWER JOE REST IN PEACE POWER JOE]

Hm? Nah, just givin' you a hard time. It's kind of what I do.

[arnhaid]

Eh, fine, works for me.

Nothin' weird's goin' on with you, is there?

[badboybikerbot]

Nope. Nothin' I've noticed, anyway. I guess I could start punching walls and see what happens.

[arnhaid]

I wouldn't recommend that part. Generally, it ends up doin' a number on your hand.

[badboybikerbot]

Musta missed the sarcasm, huh.

[arnhaid]

Nah, I caught it.

Just figured I'd toss in a little realism anyway.

[badboybikerbot]

Uh huh.

Seriously though? Medic. Unless you're too badass for one, I guess.

[arnhaid]

Lookin' for one. For all the scrap they give you, they never seem to be around when you need 'em.

[badboybikerbot]

Tch, glad to hear they're reliable.

[arnhaid]

Hey, if you can get 'em, they are. Just findin' one seems like a problem.

[badboybikerbot]

You'd think someone with a job like that would be available, huh.

[arnhaid]

Yeah, well... scrap ain't always that easy, I guess.

[badboybikerbot]

Someone oughta put a bell on those guys or something.

Or a tracking device of some kind. That would probably be a little more practical.

[arnhaid]

I really doubt any of 'em are gonna sit and let that get installed...

[badboybikerbot]

Hold 'em down?

I mean it's a horrible idea, but it's still an idea.

[arnhaid]

Hold 'em down and stick somethin' in 'em...



[AWKWARD PAUSE.]



Yeah, no, we need a better idea.

[badboybikerbot]

Well if you word it that way of course it doesn't sound right.

You don't stick it in. You jam it in.

[arnhaid]

That ain't any better!

[badboybikerbot]

Fine, fine, inserting. Better?

[arnhaid]

How 'bout we not talk about me stickin' anything in any medic ever.

How's that?

[badboybikerbot]

See, your problem is that your mind's in the gutter.

[arnhaid]

How's that figure?

[badboybikerbot]

Taking what I said and making it sound inappropriate. Do you listen to yourself?