re_alignment | [Audio Post]

[At first he was going to encrypt the message to only Autobots. But then he started wondering if that was what he really wanted? Maybe it was time to try other things and see what came up. In any case, no one was to see who he was, and he made sure to scrub the connection clean of his personal identifiers. He even modulated his voice a bit to sound higher. He was a trained spy, after all, and he didn't want to go giving himself away.]

Is anyone hearing this? Is anyone out there? I'm not sure where I am or what I'm supposed to be doing, but... If someone could explain it to me that's not a temple drone?

[Was that too telling? Slag. Or did everyone start at these temples?]

Is there a way out of here? Any shuttles or teleports or whatever? Let me know what you've found. I'll be here.

[That little snippet was all anyone would get from. The mission was to collect data. the source didn't matter because all information was valuable. It would of course, be evaluated based on who it came from after it was obtained. ]

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Yet.

[Evil chortle. What can he say? He's an optimist.]

Yeah, guess someone has a sense of humor.

I would prefer there never were.

[Insecticons were bad business even with a full army. What did they have here that they could hope to defend themselves with?]

Maybe, maybe not. Maybe we were all saved from some terrible fate that we didn't even know about.

[No, he doesn't believe a word of it. He just thinks the optimism card will annoy Whirl.]

Yeah, but I've learned not much actually gives a scrap about what I 'prefer'.

[Word.]

...you believe that scrap? Fate, schmate.

Trust me, you'd prefer they not appear here either.

[Oh good, it's working.]

What? Of course I believe it. Why shouldn't I? Do you have any evidence against it?

[Audio Post]

[video, y u so mean?]

[Audio, u mad bro?]

[videoh-ho-ho did you just call him 'bro'? And now we're Wheelie. ]

[Audio, Earthism, pay no mind. No brotherhood here you will find.]