[Accidental Video]

[kungfugeek]

 [Power Joe's been a busy bot. Really busy. In fact, that whole golf thing he had planned completely slipped his mind. He's got bigger and better things to do with his time right now. One of them you'll be able to witness at this very moment.  The Link clicks on, probably at a most/worst opportune time, showing...

Gunmax's room?

Well, it may be only recognizable to Gunmax, but still. He's there. And...holing up in it with all manner of little nicknacks. Hoards of toasters, hoards of food, metal scraplings, Gunmax's bike, a TV, you name it. It's in here somewhere.

He in fact just seems to be finished moving it into the room, taking a look.]

Ha!

All mine now. 

[Looks like someone's claimed rooms.]

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[loyalflier]

Are you collecting these items for some kind of purpose?

[kungfugeek]

Uh...yeah! Because they're mine. ALL MINE!


[His behavior's almost territorial, slinking back to drape across Gunmax's bike.]

Don't even look at it.

[loyalflier]

I have no intentions of taking anything...

[ he's too big for it anyway. ]

[kungfugeek]

Good. Because you couldn't have it even if you wanted it.

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[thxforthememories]

Power Joe...

What are you doing?

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[kungfugeek]

Collecting what's mine! All of it!


Stop, don't even--look away. Right now.

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[thxforthememories]

That's not yours. That's Gunmax's.

Why are you even in his room...?

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[kungfugeek]

NO. It's mine!


All of this is mine! I collected it myself! I don't see Gunnmax here, do you?

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[badboybikerbot]

[WELL that uh. Explains why Gunbike wasn't parked where Gunmax left it. Sort of.]

What the hell are you doing!?

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[kungfugeek]

[W H O O P S

Hey Gunmax, look at him draping across your bike.]

Your room's mine now. I claimed it.


SO go away. Live in another room.



They're all mine too.

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[badboybikerbot]

[OH NO YOU DIDN'T. OH NO YOU AREN'T. OOOOH NO YOU DON'T.]

You can't claim my room, moron! And you definitely can't claim my bike. Now, I'm gonna come over there, and if you don't have all that crap out of my room by the time I get there, I'm gonna knock your optics out of your head and cram them up your tail pipe!

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[kungfugeek]

[BITCH SO WHAT IF HE IS, HUH? DON'T YOU WISH YOUR BODY WAS HOT LIKE HIS.]

It's mine! I found it all by myself! And see? My stuff! MMYYYYYYY STUFFFFFFF~

[He's just going to stroke that bike now. OH. OHHHHHH.]

[deadlydoctor]

Bunny, what do you think you are doing...?

[kungfugeek]

Everything is mine! All of this is mine! I found it...I collected it.


[He gestures to the toasters.]

I worked hard and now...mine.

[deadlydoctor]

'Collecting' sure sounds better than 'stealing'.

I thought you was one of the law guys around here.

[kungfugeek]

It's not stealing if no one claimed it first!

[Yeah, totally not stealing.]

[mccrane]

I didn't know Gunmax could be so...generous.

[kungfugeek]

McCrane...! He didn't give it to me.


I found it myself. Isn't it great! Look at all of this!

[mccrane]

You mean you do not have his permission to be using it?

[This is strange even for you, PJ.]

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[arnhaid]

... Kid?

The scrap are you doin' with all that... [UH.] ... scrap?

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[kungfugeek]

Ironhide! Look at all this stuff I found!


And it's allllllll mine. Maybe if you say please, I'll share some with you.


Maybe.

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[arnhaid]

I'm good. I think I have plenty of... uh.

Is that a motorcycle?

[heartdive]

Dude... Where'd you even GET all that stuff?

[kungfugeek]

Where? The junk pile!


...


The junk pile's mine too. Don't touch it.

[heartdive]

I'm gonna touch it. Right now.