[Video/Action] [Originating from Solian Temple]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

 [When Wheeljack awoke, it took a moment for those optics to adjust to the lighting of the temple. He hadn't remembered falling asleep...in fact, he couldn't remember what felt like a significant gap of time.  Maybe a few hours?  Knowing him, he'd probably had too much high-grade, as Wreckers do, and passed out.  But still, why was he here? This wasn't anywhere near the bar, nor would someone just give up when his (and Bulkhead's) room was only around the next couple of corners. That's just plain rude. 

But there was something else.  Something felt...missing. He couldn't place exactly what, but it sort of chewed at the back of his mind.  Figuring it was just him trying to remember the events, he shook his helm and shakily sat upright. Yep, this was the Solian Temple, all right. His eyes didn't lie to him.  And he's by the altar too. Just like the newcomers do. 

That was...interesting.  

He gave his arms a few flexes, making sure everything was still functional before he saw his Link lying next to him.  Oh, so they couldn't bring him to his room, but they left his Link just in case he needed it. That was nice.  He picks it up and flicks it on, eyes squinting at the light of the screen.]

So...who do I give thanks for takin' me home from the bar?

[Guess who's back, everyone!]

Comments

voice;

[sciencetank]

...

[Oh, he'll send it. And he'll also send an audio recording, set to auto-execute when the file is opened.]

[Said recording is in the driest, flattest voice he can possibly manage to produce. And it reads. The entire. File.]

Message sent.

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

...

[Okay that got dull after the first five seconds.]

Wait, how do I get this thing to stop.

voice;

[sciencetank]

You can't.

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

We'll see about that.

[There's a little beep noise.]

voice;

[sciencetank]

You're going to attempt to detonate it, aren't you?

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[FFFFFUCK YOU.]


And if I am?

voice;

[sciencetank]

Considering I sent the files directly to your Link, I would strongly advise against it.

The program should auto-terminate in a few minutes. Look on the bright side! You've something to send to your friends.

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[How are you worse than Ratchet that's like...hard. HOW.]

Ya know what? You're right.

"To Ultra Magnus,

With utmost love, Perceptor."

voice;

[sciencetank]

You do realize how easily that is to refute that statement, don't you?

Besides, he'd never believe he was my type at all.

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Oh right, lemme fix that real quick.

"Commander Magnus I have happened upon this audio visual guide with which I find most jovial."

voice;

[sciencetank]

I still have irrefutable proof that you fabricated your claim.

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Yeah?

How chummy are ya with Depth Charge? Never met the guy, but he sounds patient.

voice;

[sciencetank]

[He's pinching the bridge of his nose.]

I spent an incredibly regrettable week traipsing about the countryside with him and several others, naming landmarks ridiculous things.

Does that answer your question sufficiently?

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[He pauses from his spam mail.]

Like what?

voice;

[sciencetank]

Think for a moment, if you will, of the most indecent piece of anatomy in Cybertronian existence.

Now, name a mountain range after it.

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[That is the sound of a Wrecker trying not to laugh.]

At least it's...memorable, eh, Percy?

voice;

[sciencetank]

I can think of several dozen more descriptive and more appropriate names for every last landmark they designated after body parts of their makers.

Honestly. Grimlock had more decorum than that.

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

I almost hate to ask who the squad was.

voice;

[sciencetank]

An organic, a small construct, Depth Charge, Fortress Maximus, and myself.

Re: voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Sounds like quite the party. Maybe next time I'll tag along~

voice;

[sciencetank]

Well, you certainly couldn't make things worse.

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Awww, I'm flattered.

[He takes a look around before speaking again.]

Guess I got some explainin' to do to people. Dunno how I'll pull that one off.

voice;

[sciencetank]

You could apologize for being such an atrocious corpse.

voice;

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Proud to be of service, Percy.

voice;

[sciencetank]

I wouldn't be too proud of dying, were I you.