( Blackout [[SiC level encryption]]  )

( Arcee [[SiC level encryption]]  )




So guys. What's with the meme thing, and has anyone thought to actually check some of these 'bot's rooms yet? I know memes are all the rage on the 'net, but this is kinda making my sensors tingle, and not in a good way if ya catch my drift.

Unless of course, that is the point, and this is some elaborate joke. Which could be kinda amusin' if ya think about it, but still...

Hey, peoples! Gotta official request for ya here.

Do we got any free medics runnin' around here at the mo'? I picked up a strange signal a while ago, and long story shot, it sounds like a onna' those earth-sparked sparklings running around on its own. From what I can tell, the kid managed t' get itself hurt. So I need a medic t' come with me and check it out. I know some basic field stuff, but I'm not big 'nough t' haul the sparkling back if it's too damaged to travel on its own.

Who's free for a quick drive 200 miles to the north, bots?

.......fuck.......



*...Really bad rock music can be heard blaring out from the very locked training room, in between gun blasts and small explosions and loud engine revs. The training room is getting smashed - serving its purpose as an outlet, at last.  And yet, it does no good...*



...Mental wounds still screaming
Driving me insane
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

I know that things are going wrong for me
You gotta listen to my words
Yeh-h

Heirs of a cold war
Thats what we've become
Inheriting troubles I'm mentally numb
Crazy, I just cannot bear
I'm living with something that just isn't fair

Mental wounds not healing
Who and whats to blame
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train...~

*After the recent rampage of Not!Megatron, the halls are still filled with rubble and debris. And under one such pile inside a doorway is the mildly squashed form of one mech who never managed to make it to the fighting. Not with the ceiling and part of a wall got shot down on him as he was running towards the the commotion, anyway. The pile moves and shifts, and a low groan comes out from under it.*

Ooowwww.... man, wha'? Man, my slaggin' head.... *shifts about* Whazit? Wha...get..this...slag.. OFFA ME! *scrabbles and shifts and wiggles about, finally managing to work his way out from the metal...damn, was that concrete? Anyway, Jazz finally managed to pull himself out from the pile, a nice massive dent visible in his head, one of his horns skewed and crooked, visor cracked, and his chassis scrapped and dusty. He looks around and hobbles out into the hall...which is just as slagged looking as the room he was just in.*

...Slaggin' smeltin' pools, man. What in the pit went down here...?

::Prime...? Everyone here still functional or did the base get taken out while I was takin' an involentary nap...?::

All right bots and bitches.
I’m only gonna say this once.

I was here in the base when all this slag went down. 

 

 

 

*STUTS out of room, where he has spent the last few days holed up with Prowl (who only just now escaped, the sneaky, gorgeous, sexed OUT little....) looking for all the world the most smirky, contented little sex-bot on two legs or four wheels EVER.*


S'up guys!  What I miss?  *lazy, content, confident grin (the clueless little fool...)*

....


....Primus, Prowl, where are ya?

I swear, Babe; I'm gonna find ya, and help ya get better.  Get ya back to yur old self, sweets, ya hear?

....

.....god, I'm so stupid.  I shoulda been able ta help ya babe.  i shoulda KNOWN, when ya started actin' different.  ...I'm so sorry, Prowl...

Graah!  What the hell is goin' on around here!?

I mean come ON, guys: this SUCKS.

Prime laid out by a virus that makes him go vader on us: a virus that is jumpin' to every 'bot and spreading faster then a bad case of the scraplets; big Megs missin' - gone off to do Primus knows what (and speakin' o' that - PRIMUS WHAT THE FUCK?);  that big bot Skyfire gettin' captured and cut open like a tin can; humans runnin' amuck all over the place, slaggin' us ta' bits; us blowin' them to frag right back; the base security goin' wack on us...!

My vacation chi is so gone and SLAGGED it ain't even funny, guys!  ...Why did I even bother in the first place?!  ...oh yeah - lotsa interfacin' with Prowl.  Nevermind...



....and who the SLAG effed up the duty roster, man?  There are bots workin' together who'd sooner slag each other six ways ta' sunday rather then look at each other for five minutes! 

S'up everybot!  What's crackin'?!  *comes bearing a trunk-load of souvenirs, rambling on excitedly*

Me 'n Prowl had a slaggin' kickaft time down in Cancún!  We drove around, hung out, explored the local nightlife - went in incognito and got to get right in the thick o' things!  Those bitches down there really know how to kick it!  (The humans that class as "college students" are crazy!  They really like ta' cut loose! *totally enjoyed every minute of it*)  The beaches on this planet are really nice - ya can see why the humans flock to the oceans around here, even if they were just goin' ta look.  Really nice.

...Not t' mention, me 'n Prowl spent a good chuck o' time just enjoyin' each others company, if ya know what I mean.  *wink* I've still got sand in mah gears!  Oh well, it was totally worth it, babe! <3

Anyway, the music down there was to die for!  I swear, I thought I'd died and gone to Primus!  The humans around there really know what they're doin' - the dance moves alone were worth the trip!  And the Cancún Hard Rock  was one of the best stops - Prowl had'ta drag me away, didn't ya, babe?

...We even made friends with some o' the locals - got 'em to pick me out some good stuff to bring back for ya'll!

Lemme see now... I got some bottles of beach sand for everybody; a bunch of those little shell things (me 'n Prowl picked 'em up off the beach ourselves - we went at night, 'o course, to a avoid scarin' the humans - though we did nearly walk on that little human couple tryin' ta get their freak on by moonlight *snicker*...) some o' those little tiki hats, and the small little umbrellas from your drinks, some (really BIG) mugs with everyone's names on 'em (and even BIGGER plastic, crazy-shaped booze containers!) little wood thingamajiggers - I don't know what they do, but they looked fun - and t-shirts for everyone!  (Yeah...i think i was a liiiittle bit overcharged at that point...But who cares, man!  It's the thought that counts, right?) 

Oh yeah, and....THIS!  *slams giant stone maya head statue down outside door*  We went and checked out the local human ruins at El Meco and such, and thought they were pretty spiff.  So I kinda...brought back a souvenir for myself.  *snuck it back without letting Prowl know he was smuggling a...borrowed artifact*

All in all, it was a wicked trip!  Can't wait to go explore another earth city sometime!  Me 'n Prowl had a blast - but its good ta be back home, with our fellow mechs once again.

*Looks around all excitedly*

Sooo.  What we miss?