[audio / accidental video - location fairly encrypted]

[rednotbluethx]

[The link opens with Frenzy's evil little snicker. It is very diabolical, and impish.]

Soooo... Blarrgh, wuzzit? The blue Autodink who talks too fast an' too much an' has a weird cone-like helm? Y'know who ya are. An' I'm sure by now, you've noticed somethin' of yers is... missin'.

[The audio is suddenly filled with the robotic yip-yip of a turbo-fox.]

Tha's right, cone-head. I got yer fox. [Maniacal laughter nearly drowns out a playful 'gek-gek-aroo' noise.] You thought he was safe, dinnitcha? Thought I couldn't git my servos on him, dinnitcha? Well, how's it taste, Autobutt? The bitter irony of defeat! [Or whatever! More cackling and another aroo.]

Don'tcha worry if foxy's doin' okay. It is. Fer now. Wuz his designation? "Frank"? Pfft. Ain't got no imag-gee-nation. [gek-gek] You's said Frankie here is part of the police force, right? Aw, so this must be more than a kidnappin', but some sorta theft er somethin'. But I wouldn't worry 'bout that, yea. I'm all too happy t'give Frankie here back to you an' the others! [gek-roo]

Whether alive or in pieces.

[Frenzy laughs and something crashes] Siddown! [The shuffle of metallic paws flood the audio before things settle and Frenzy's no longer grumbling.] Anywho: I'm willin' t'give Frankie back to you an' yer lawmechs, if yer willin' t'pay the right price. I'm talkin' maybe, oooh [gek] one billion credits? [HahahaROOhahaha!]

I'm willin' t'take it from you or any of yer partners. So long as I git the credits, I don't care, an' Frankie's spark gets to pulse another day. So if [sniffsniff] giddown! [hiss] So if ya ain't willin' t'pay the ransom, then... I guess Frankie don't mean much t'ya after all.

Whatta say, Autobot? We got ourselves a deal? You git Frankie back when I git the credits. An' if I was you, I wouldn't take too long da-lib-ratin'. Frankie's spark is on the line, y'know. An' I've got him scared scrapless! [His laughter is coupled with a similar noise]

Y'got ten kliks to respond or I raise da ransom! An' start cuttin' off plates.

[The audio would shut off here, but something happens, and through cursing and more yipping, the link suddenly clicks onto visual, falls to the ground. You can easily see most of Frenzy laughing happily as Frank licks his visor, promptly giggling. A moment later, the fox gekkers then hums and the two are nuzzling face to face, and it's really all adorable and cute until Frenzy notices the video is playing and quickly grabs the link and shoves the screen into his face] I got 'im eatin' right outta my hand! Fooled him completely! S-So, yeah! Ya better hurry an'-- [Embarrassed, he just switches off the damn thing.]

[OOC: Kidnapping Frank the turbo-fox comes with permission from Blurr-mun! Also, I really love the noises foxes make. Especially their gekkering.]

Comments

[rednotbluethx]

[FFFFFFUUU] I'll take the fragger wit' me! In fact, after I shoot yer aft off the shelf [FFFF], I'll have Frankie trample ya a bit before I rip out dat annoyin' vocalizer of yers! User yer science to save yer aft then!

[Frank's chasing his tail in the background, just fyi.]

[chatterbot]

I could, ya know. Metallurgist. [He knocks on his chest and it makes a pretty solid noise, 'cos y'know, metal.] How do you know that gun would even work?

[He doesn't even believe that you'd shoot him. Or rather, he believes it, Frenzy, he's just never ever gonna give you the chance.

He's also leaning to the side to get a better look at Frankie. Awh, what a cutie.]

[rednotbluethx]

Metallur-wha?

Whateva. That means I can try tearin' up somethin' new.

Stop lookin' at the slaggin' fox!

[chatterbot]

How are you a mech and don't know what metallurgy is? [Is this 'cause Soundwave kept you locked in the basement cassette deck all this time?]

That's not gonna happen.

[still lookin' at the fox]

[rednotbluethx]

Because I ain't a geek! [Hey, don't mock his home. It's a nice home. :'(]

We'll see, chubbo, we'll see.

[Frank barks.]

[chatterbot]

That's like not knowing what a medic is though. [Sweetie, you're the robot equivalent of a child in a closet. A Joisey child.]

I dunno how you're gonna see anything from down there, but I'll take your word for it.

[rednotbluethx]

I fraggin' know what a medic is! Doctors fix mechs up an' dat's dat! [LOL, you're telling me there are specialists? Whatever!]

Yea, yea, I think I am gonna blow yer processors out next I see ya.

[For once, Frank is actually sitting still and not being distracting!]

An' you thinkin' I'm so small's fine. 'Cause then you ain't even gonna see what's comin'.