7th Transmission / Audio

[heavyweaponsbot]

I begin to loathe this boat nearly as much as aircraft... Going to rust in all this... damp.

Need something to keep from stiffening up. Some sort of exercise... Only so many times I can drive around these decks. Unlike some, I do not enjoy poking holes in turf, or studying these yellow creatures all day.

Hmnf.

Open to... suggestion.

Comments

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

Playing coy? How adorable of you.

Pity. Though you realize that none of us are in a situation where we can afford enemies?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Do not... say that.

Not my fault you are on the wrong side.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

[He just snickers.]

I chose to follow a leader and a purpose I believe in. There is no wrong in that.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He growls.]

You chose a murdering traitor.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

No traitor, no murderer. Simply a mech who had grown tired of stagnancy in the Cybertronian government.

[heavyweaponsbot]

And began a war.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

A revolution.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Whatever you wish to call it, it remains a war.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

That the Autobots won.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Not yet.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

Not where you are from.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hmpf.