18th Transmission -- Open Commentlog

[heavyweaponsbot]

[The sound of fireworks exploding can be heard in the background, along with the usual accompaniment of shifting metal. And the occasional, short laugh. Ironhide sounds amused when he speaks, in contrary to what he's saying.]

They really think these are fireworks? Give me my cannons back... I will show them fireworks.

[He pauses, chuckling to himelf.]

Guess it could be worse...

[He's up on the upper deck, like everyone else, occupying a secluded section of the rail, and leaning heavily against a nearby wall, should anyone desire to pester him.]

Comments

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

It does not, beyond allowing one the reasonable assumption that he will not act in a predictable manner.

If this ship has been under his captaincy for more than one voyage, I am fairly certain he does know.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Tell you where you can shove your assumptions...

I have not been here before. He does not know.

[shockedlogic.livejournal.com]

You, on the other servo, are painfully predictable.

If you say so.

[heavyweaponsbot]

And so are you. Lucky me.