35th Transmission

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Well! Here's a voice that hasn't been heard in some time. You all have Jak to thank for this. And no, he doesn't sound frantic, don't you dare suggest it, you're imagining things.]

Ratchet! Respond! Where--Has anyone seen him!

Mikaela--I...

What has happened?



[Locked to Jazz, and King: 85% Unhackable]

No good with apologies. But I... I am sorry.

Comments

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

No sweat.

Yeah dude, totally fine. Good thing I've got a hard shell.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Thank you.

[There is an incredible gratitude in those words. Another pause, and his tone is forcibly lighter.]

Yeah. And I have a hard head. Maybe you are related to me, hmm?

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

We'd make a great team!

Michelangelo, and his sidekick, Ironhide!

[heavyweaponsbot]

...

Sidekick?

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

You can have a little cape if it makes you feel better.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I have seniority.

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

But I'm more awesome.

You gotta make way for the new generation, 'hide.

[heavyweaponsbot]

You lack a vehicle mode.

No. I refuse.

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

Who needs a vehicle mode with legs like these?

C'mooooooon we would so make a great team.

[heavyweaponsbot]

You do. To keep up with me.

No. I am not a sidekick.

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

That sounds like a ~dare~.

Fine, we race for it. Whoever loses is the sidekick.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I could outpace you even on a slow day.

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

Sure you could, old timer.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Do not... call me that. Unless you suddenly turn silver and sprout ridiculous blades out your arms.

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

Okay if that happens, first thing I'm doing is calling a doctor.

Old timer.

[:3]

[heavyweaponsbot]

This old timer could still kick your aft into next century.

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't pick on someone smaller than you, would you?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Half the Decepticons I fight are smaller than I am.

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

Not reassuring me here, dude.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I know. That was the point.

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

Dude, you're cranky. Do you need a nap?

[heavyweaponsbot]

I have not refueled or recharged in days. Everything hurts. My head is leaking. My medic is missing and is damaged.

Yes, I am cranky.

[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

[Right. Kinda got carried away in the moment there.]

Sorry, dude.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Not... your fault.

I should keep looking for him. I need to find him before... before something else happens.