[video] because you can never have too many bombs.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[JUST the non-face you wanted to see today, right?  GUTEN TAG, Haven. It is Whirl.]



 [It is a strangely happy Whirl. Which means you should likely be afraid. Why is he happy? Because he has a shiny new grudge and because he's playing with explosives. Sure, those caliper claws merely look terrifyingly huge and clumsy.  Looks are deceiving: an astute observer will notice he's putting together a remote-detonating bomb. And that there's a small pile of them, jerry-rigged in different ways, on the table beside him.]

PSA time: See these coordinates? Yeah, you might want to avoid them if you have some crazy desire not to have firsthand experience of phosphorus burns, ballistic decompression and/or death.

[A shrug: and if you do have that crazy desire, he ain't gonna stop you. But he'll be pissed if you blow up his new playground before the guest of honor arrives.]


[And now, for Prism's special private message: Whirl, still happy, is now leaning against the plinth outside of Megatronus's palatial temple palace shrine whatever Whirl sucks with fancy nouns.]

Ready, tentacles?  Let's dance.

**attached to both are coordinates to an area in Megatronus's quadrant, a lovely little fatal funnel/box canyon set up.**

Comments

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Did you clear your little construction project with him?

[Con struction, de struction, same thing. Structions.]

Besides, he ain't in my chain of command.

[mccrane]

Yes.

[Of course he did. He's pretty by-the-book.]

He isn't? The Wreckers aren't a sub-division of the police force? [It's possible he may have been given the wrong impression, here.]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

....right. You're one of those.

[NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERDS.]

Lemme tell you something. Last time the Wreckers in my world followed the bidding of the police types instead of doing things on their own?

Garrus Nine happened.

[mccrane]

One of those?

[He does not understand.]

The problem, Whirl, is that what you're doing is dangerous. To others. Not everyone reads every post on the Link, and if you inadvertently end up blowing up an innocent, we'd have to arrest you.

I don't want to arrest you.

[A pause, because he's curious.]

Garrus Nine?

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Those. Mechs who play by the rules tend to get played by those rules.

[Heh. That sounded pretty awesome. Whirl's going to pause to scribble that down for posterity.]

Ignorance is no fraggin' excuse. I won't be blowing them up. They'll be blowing themselves up. Justifiable stupidcide. It's a thing. Look it up.

[Optic roll. He has to explain everything?] Big old prison planet. Send in the Wreckers but not baby Whirl because he's 'too violent'. [Scuse him while he scoffs. Too violent his sexy little velos.]

You think it's about rescuing Autobots and saving lives and all that slag? Yeah, dumb. It was about this stupid computer. Everyone so fixed on doing Prowl's little errand that they let every Autobot in the place get slaughtered.

[Got it now or is Whirl going to have to draw you a picture?]

Don't believe me? Ask Inebriate Maximus there. He'll tell you. If you can get him sober.

[mccrane]

Actually, in my experience, those who follow the law live long and happy lives. [Wheras those who don't end up in jail.] However, I understand the war has changed the rules a little.

[Which is why he's not arresting you right now.] You will still be picking up your toys when you're done. [Don't make him figure out how to waggle his eyebrows at you. He doesn't even have any.]

[Okay, most of that just confused him, but he picked up enough to understand...] Was that where Fortress Maximus was warden?

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Oh you are going to make him drop this dime aren't you?]

I've got more'n four million years' experience saying that scrap gets you dead.

[Whirl shrugs.] If I'm alive to do it sure. [He's an ex-Wrecker. He knows the odds of the idiocy he gets into.]

Was. And what a peach he was back then, too, from what I hear. Condoning experimental procedures and all? [There is no microscope sensitive enough to show the tiny amount of love lost between these two.]