[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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[arnhaid]

You watch your mouth.

Since when did all this stuff start gettin' important to you?

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[kungfugeek]

Don't tell me what to do!

[Please do.]

Since I found it, duh!

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[arnhaid]

All right, that's it. Somethin's crawled up your tailpipe and died and I ain't sittin' around for this one.

[The hell is Gunmax's room anyway.]

I'm comin' out there, and if you ain't settled down, I'm gonna take it outta your plating.

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[kungfugeek]

[Bet you can't find it.]

I'm just fine, Ironhide! Don't even think of coming near any of this.


[He backs up, sitting on his 'treasure' like some weird dragon and his horde.]

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[arnhaid]

Stow it. I'm comin' out there.

... Over there.

[Shhh he lives in the same damn temple okay.]

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[kungfugeek]

YOU stow it!

[Oh...oh PJ please no. You're signing your death wish.]


Don't touch ANYTHING.

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[arnhaid]

Make me.

I'm comin' in there.

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[kungfugeek]

Don't make me angry. You won't like it...

[PJ DON'T PISS OFF YOUR DAD OKAY.]

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[arnhaid]

Kid, I could pick you up in one hand and throw you.

[BRB POUNDING ON YOUR DOOR. ... or Gunmax's door.]

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[kungfugeek]

...






GO AWAY!!

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[arnhaid]

[POUNDING INTENSIFIES.]

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[kungfugeek]

[You're going to have to barge in, Gunmax, because he's not going to open for you. He'll just be over here curled on his pile of toasters.


Which are HIS.]

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[arnhaid]

[Excuse you, kid he's going to beat his way in there. With his shoulder, if he has to.]

[Sorry, Gunmax, he'll fix it later.]

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[kungfugeek]

[Congrats, Ironhide. You made it through the temple, and guess what? The princess is in this castle!

Power Joe seems content to sit on his horde of toasters while...Gunmax is glued to the wall next to him. And taped. And tied.


THAT'S NORMAL.]

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[arnhaid]

... that ain't right, boy.

[Nope, he's just. Going to stomp over to that wall.]

[He'll start peeling Gunmax down if he's not stopped.]

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[badboybikerbot]

[wow this is embarrassing and stupid but you know what

Gunmax is flipping PJ the bird. DOUBLE BIRDS. HA HA SUCK IT PJ.]

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[arnhaid]

Y'know this'd be easier if you'd quit squirmin'.

[Grumble, mutter.]

[It's not actually that hard for someone built like Ironhide. He's got a hand under the BP at least, and starts trying to pry him off as gently as possible.]

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[kungfugeek]

HEY. HEY!!

[Ironhide who said you could remove his wall decoration. No one, that's who. Power Joe immediately leaps onto Ironhide, attempting to stop this travesty.]

You can't take him! He belongs to me now!

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[badboybikerbot]

MY FOOT'S ABOUT TO BELONG UP YOUR TAILPIPE IN A MINUTE!

[yeah the angry wiggling probably isn't helping irondad any BUT FUCK YOU PJ]

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[arnhaid]

Kid, I'm gonna stick you onto the wall if you don't get offa me in three more seconds.

[He seems fairly undeterred by the power shovel using him as a climbing wall. Getting Gunmax down without leaving his plating stuck to the wall is a higher priority.]

And you -- [He jerks his chin at Gunmax.] Hold still. This ain't as easy as it looks.

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[kungfugeek]

[FUCK YOU MORE, GUNMAX.

Oh wait, what's Ironhide saying?]

Don't touch my glue. That's also mine. You need my permission to use it. By the way--you can't.

[And he's going to try and fight Ironhide's arm. THAT'S HIS BIKE GUN GUY OKAY]

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[badboybikerbot]

[HUNGHHHH FINE GUNMAX HOLDS STILL in fact he goes completely limp and just looks MISERABLE all he wants to do is punch Power Joe's face into the back of his robo-skull is that so much to ask]

Is my paint sticking to the wall? I bet my paint is sticking to the wall. You owe me a paint job, Power Joe. An expensive one.

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[arnhaid]

Two more seconds.

[Despite the stoic attitude, this is... disturbing. To say the least. He likes to think he knows PJ pretty well, and this makes no sense.]

[It's completely out of character.]

Your paint is probably the last thing you need to worry about right now.

[As he pries Gunmax's shoulders off with an audible POP. His weight shifts, a shoulder knocking into Power Joe. He wants to shove him off, not hurt the kid...]

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[kungfugeek]

No!

[His gaze turns momentarily to his prize Gunmax.]

The paint's mine too! You can't have any!

[The shoulder bump, however, is enough to knock him off, only to have him scramble back and try to fight off Ironhide's arms.]

Stop taking what's mine!!

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[badboybikerbot]

Do you even have fresh paint around here!? Shut your face!

[OH GOD HIS POOR PAINT HE'S GOING TO LOOK SO STUPID AAAAUGH]