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[heytheresugarbot]

So I wake up in some room that ain't my own, and have some no-good, tin-faced mooks try to tell me things. Now I don' care what they say, sounds like to me that someone is a lookin' for a fight! And boy did they get one.

[Whoa, who is this cowboy? Someone should tell him to calm down, there has to be a limit to the amount of intensity one can put in their words after all.]

You don't kidnap a Predacon and expect to get away scot-free now do ya?!

Y'all better tell me where Bossbot is! Or else I guess I'll be havin' me some more keisters to kick! Y'all better tell me where I am too, and no lies!

[He bounces eagerly from foot to foot, almost desperate to find himself a nice good fight. When you're unsure about things, you shoot em right? When you ain't got nothin' to shoot, you find somethin' to shoot.]

Comments

[rednotbluethx]

Yea, no, I don't think there can be anythin' possibly uglier than you. Except maybe you in dif'rent colors. But then again, Pit, vacuum-face, ya think yer bright enough?

An' y'know, makin' babies cry ain't a bad thing. Kinda envy you, though. Y'don't even need t'try. One look at you an' yer... what are dose, feet? Nah, seriously, what freaky zoo or experimentation lab did you crawl outta?