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

[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.