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[So.

Wheeljack saw that cute little broadcast to the network looking for a police force. He had to give the little guy credit, he sure stuck to his job like glue. They were both pretty alike in that aspect, to say the least. The feed clicks on to show Wheeljack sitting, tossing his grenade up and down in one hand. After one or two tosses, he catches it, putting it back to it's home on his waist.]

So. Blurrk's makin' some kinda police force? Noble idea, guy. I'd join, but it ain't really my thing. Rules? Just get in the way, if ya ask me.

[There's a slight shrug.]

What can I say? I'm a 'loose cannon'.

So here's my proposition to ya. How about we make our own team of Wreckers? Dunno what a Wrecker is? Well here's the real deal, kids. Black Ops, guys who take missions the law enforcement's too scared to do. Warriors. That kinda deal, ya get what I'm sayin'? Workin' outside the chain of command on this one, not that there's one here really to start with.

No forms needed, they just clog the channels up anyway. And...let's be honest, ya might not make it past the first mission anyway.

[He leans back again, drawing out a sword and inspecting it.]

How's that for a nice alternative?

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[He won't lie, he's been on that battlefield before.]

'S different here. We got weird Soundwaves and Starscreams. Won't be so cut and dry.

Forgive me if I think that you'll have to prove this by example rather than assurance.

For instance, I was told I'd be safe.

I was lied to.

Can't really let us prove by example if you're against what we're doin, bud.

Not sure who promised ya that, but if some guy bailed on ya...

[His eyes slightly soften, but not much.]

He wasn't worth it.

It was the new ruling body on Cybertron.

And it appears I can't stop you from doing it anyway.

I doubt it.

But I won't leave ya hangin'.

See that you don't.

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