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[arnhaid]

So I'm guessin' everybody got themselves back to normal? Nobody runnin' around gluing people to walls no more?

[Because he's fresh out of wall scrapers. Or something.]

Good news is, I got my altmode back.

[He pauses.]

Uh. Bad news is... kinda found out I wasn't affected no more... the hard way.

[Good job, Ironhide, what did you do.]

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[arnhaid]

[Shut up he doesn't know that.]

Yeah, yeah, just get rollin'.

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[badboybikerbot]

Tch, already with the backseat driving.

[but gunmax does INDEED get rolling. hold onto your butt]

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[arnhaid]

Get to my age, kid, you'll be entitled.

[He's holding on, okay let's go B(]

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[badboybikerbot]

Hah. We're top of the line, but I don't know if I'm built to last that long.

[seriously dude you guys are kind of impossible. WE'RE GOING GOD]

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[arnhaid]

How come? Someone gonna stop you gettin' upgraded if you need it?

[They're alive, to him, so it makes sense they should have the same lives a Cybertronian would.]

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[badboybikerbot]

Well no, I guess not. But there's things that probably can't be upgraded, know what I mean?

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[arnhaid]

Yeah? Like what?

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[badboybikerbot]

What if my A.I. chip gets corrupted or something? My memories could probably be backed up somewhere else but. I dunno, it just seems... Ah hell, I don't know. I wanna say unnatural, but that kinda comes with the whole being a machine thing.

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[arnhaid]

That's all you got to keep your memories and stuff in? A chip?

That don't seem fair.

[Why yes that is the issue he sees here. Not the machine part.]

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[badboybikerbot]

Hey. Our technology wasn't nearly as fancy as yours. Work with what you've got, right?

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[arnhaid]

Yeah, well. You're here now. Maybe you should see 'bout gettin' that looked at.

Backed up or whatever.

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[badboybikerbot]

Maybe, but I don't like the idea of someone who doesn't know what they're doing poking around in my head. Replacing an engine is one thing. This is something completely different.

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[arnhaid]

Eh, yeah. Fair enough.

No reason to worry 'bout it now, anyway, yeah? Your parts are pretty much new.

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[badboybikerbot]

Fair enough. I'll worry about it when it actually becomes an issue. You holdin' up back there okay?

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[arnhaid]

Spoken like a bot after my own spark.

[He grunts.]

I ain't fallin' apart, if that's what you mean.

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[badboybikerbot]

Aw, look at that. We're bonding.

[or something]

Good to hear. We're almost there, so make sure it stays that way.

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[arnhaid]

I'm so touched, I'm speechless.

[or something.]

Careful, there. You're startin' to sound worried.

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[badboybikerbot]

God, I know, right? We'll be hugging before you we know it.

[except that hugs are uncool and gunmax never does things that aren't SUPER COOL]

Worried? Nah. It would just be a pain to have to turn around and grab your arm if it falls off again.

[maybe a little worried.]

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[arnhaid]

Pretty sure I'd snap you in half if we went and tried that one.

[That's a joke, kiddo.]

Oh, yeah. Tell me about it. I'll make sure it stays put.

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[badboybikerbot]

Yeaaaah, that doesn't sound too fun. Let's just limit the touchy-feely crap to hand shakes and junk.

[that probably isn't a joke]

Good. As long as we don't hit any speed bumps, you should be fine.

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[arnhaid]

Sounds more my style anyway.

Psh, I got it. Even if you do hit a couple bumps.

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[badboybikerbot]

You definitely don't seem like the huggy type.

[OH YEAH? Gunmax finds a bump on PURPOSE. maybe fucking with the injured guy isn't all that great an idea but hey]

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[arnhaid]

Nope. More of the... punchin' type. I think.

[He says a word he probably shouldn't say around his adopted child decent company and grabs onto the bike.]

You're hilarious.

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[badboybikerbot]

[Gunmax just grins to himself like the cocky little prick he is]

Ahh, was that a pothole? They just spring up on you out of nowhere, huh?

[Don't worry Irondad, WE'RE THERE. Gunmax slows to a stop. geeently.]

What was that you said about punching?

[you're not gonna punch him are you dad]

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[arnhaid]

Yeah, I was laughin' too hard to pay attention. Real comedian, you are.

[And once they're stopped, he does exactly that. It's not like the punches he normally throws. Those would probably end up mashing the poor kid's head in.]

[It's more a light cuff to the back of the head than a punch.]

There. That's what I said.