60th Transmission - Audio

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Locked to Donatello // Unhackable]

You have your supplies ready yet?

Suddenly, I sense we may have an arms race in the works. And I mistrust our opponent.

[Despite the lock, the post is viewable to Leo and Ratchet because he knows you worry.]

[End Lock]




Anyone in the mood for an expedition?

Comments

[heavyweaponsbot]

Something like that. Why?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Just askin'. It be good fuh a mon to see new places aftah all.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah. It would be.

... Interested?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Why not?

[Might be a good chance to test out his new weapons. If they can kill what's in Carnival then they can probably kill a certain pig.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Noted.

... You are the one I picked up in the bar - after the boy attacked you.

[After Danny attacked a bunch of people there, actually.]

Never got your designation.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Oh that. That was just embarrassing.]

Don't worry. Dis time I be lackin' da hole in my stomach and I be havin' my arm back.

[Desig-what?]

Probably cuz I don't be havin' one.

[heavyweaponsbot]

You will be more useful, then.

[He snorts.]

You have no name, human?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

I be a troll, not a pink-skin, and my name be Kevas. It ain't be my 'designation'.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Same thing.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

If joo say so mon.

[He doesn't care enough to argue.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

I do.

Inform you if plans are made.