heavyweaponsbot | 62nd Transmission - Audio (Backdated to the morning of the 22nd)

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62nd Transmission - Audio (Backdated to the morning of the 22nd)

--guilty as charged! _{One of them.} You came from them, you were one of them once. You _knowyou were. Why not just let it all out? You were _{a Decepticon} once--

[A loud thwack interrupts - metal impacting metal. Someone dislikes what he's hearing. Nevertheless, the voice continues speaking, albeit cut off by the Autobot's snarling.]

--hat's why you can't _{keep them safe.} You worry you can't. _{You're right}. Optimus. Jazz. _{The little one}. Can't keep the female safe either. She _{blames you}, they all do--

[This time, it's cut off by an engine revving.]

--what about _him, you say? Is that why it's supposed _{to be secret}? It's not. Everyone already knows. _{You can't hide it}. He's _disappointed in you. You're going to _fail him like you did everyon--

[Ironhide doesn't bother answering the voice verbally. Not at that. All there is, is a roar and the sound of a heavy fist impacting a wall. Or a bee.]

--you can't even _{say it}. Can't even say you love hi--

[And the transmission is forcibly ended.]

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Ironhide?

What.

I don't blame you for anything.

If you say so.

I don't, Ironhide. I really don't, I promise.

Not important.

It is to me. I...

[She can't convey what she wants him to hear through texts. There's no vocal inflection this way. She reluctantly turns her audio on.]

I just want you to know that You're important to me.

Yeah, he might be important to you darling, but he doesn't give two shi-

[BACK TO TEXT.]

I just...want you to know that I need you.

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... Your voice is a liar. I care for what is mine. Why else would I look after you, hmn?

[Yes, he actually typed out that last word.]

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[Decepticon? What exactly is that? Sounds like it might have a root in "deception." Past tense usage--a defector?

Interesting.

And potentially a good thing to know.

Somebody's taking notes about you, Ironhide, and reading through everything listed under your ID.]

[gd you Torn. You and your note-taking. He is going to remain peacefully oblivious. And punch more bees.]

... More of the Captain's handiwork?

[Oh he heard that last bit, and he is not impressed with whatever it is.]

... Yeah.

Tell him. Say it. Right now. _{So they all can hear}. You're failing him otherwis--

[Ironhide switches the audio off with another snarl.]

I'll be there in a moment.

[AND HE IS OFF, ZOOMING INTO ACTIOOOOON!]

Not necessary.

We will decide if it is necessary once I arrive there.

[Which will be in 3, 2... 1...]

[Ironhide has shut himself in his quarters. Punching the walls and breaking empty cubes.

His shadow is happily chattering away about violent mechs and Decepticons.]

[Anyone else might fear for their safety, given the situation. Ratchet, on the other hand, closes the door behind him, allowing his partner a wide berth - He understood the frustration and could understand the desire to lash out. He wasn't about to stop him, if that was what helped.]

I believe I see the root of the problem - Another of the vessel's illusions.

I trust you know better than to heed it.

Why should he? He knows I'm right. About everything.

[For his part, Ironhide snarls out a curse, and attempts to run his fist through the darting, hulking shadow.]

Be silent!

He's the _worst of your problems, you know. You can't _{do this}, can you?

...

This creature is exceedingly difficult to ignore.

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Hmphf!

[Musashi's shadow is chattering on in the background, in Japanese.]

Serves you right.

Your input is entirely unnecessary.

Who cares about my input? I'm not really alive, right?

Do you scold PCs too?

Only those with awareness enough to mock my comrades. If you were offering anything useful, I may be more concerned with your opinion. As it stands, you are only attempting to exacerbate the situation.

Why shouldn't I? Ironhide is always exacerbating me.

Yes, and I am sure you constantly suffer the Captain's influence, as he is now.

Unless you have something aside from pointless whining to add, I suggest you terminate this connection.