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heavyweaponsbot) wrote2010-02-23 02:53 pm
heavyweaponsbot) wrote2010-02-23 02:53 pm
23rd Transmission (Backdated a bit)
[The following transmission has been backdated to the end of the hour after this occurred. Ironhide was "assaulted" by dancing macaroni in his personal space.]
Little scraplets! Be quiet I say!
[There's the sound of heavy metal feet impacting the floor, and the muted crunch of dried pasta. Eventually, as the hour winds down, the singing dies away, and Ironhide stopsdestroying his room killing macaroni.]
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Hah! I have done it!
Now who is in control, Captain? Hmn! Your little tricks are worthless! I have defeated them.
[No, no he hasn't, the time just ran out. But he just sounds so proud of himself...]
I win.
Little scraplets! Be quiet I say!
[There's the sound of heavy metal feet impacting the floor, and the muted crunch of dried pasta. Eventually, as the hour winds down, the singing dies away, and Ironhide stops
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Hah! I have done it!
Now who is in control, Captain? Hmn! Your little tricks are worthless! I have defeated them.
[No, no he hasn't, the time just ran out. But he just sounds so proud of himself...]
I win.
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[Killed? He hasn't killed anything. Just stomped on pasta...]
Huh?
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[more wailing]
They loved youuuu.
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Quit that!
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I loved the pasta and you killed it!
[He's totally blaming the pasta's non-singyness on Ironhide now.]
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[Why can't everyone just be happy he beat something, seriously.]
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[gasp]
Spark? The pasta's on fire?!
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[sniffles]
...ooples and bonoonoos.
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You're strange!
[shrieking laughter]
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