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@shockwave-offical
Greetings, organics and non-organics alike
I am Shockwave, advisor scientist to Megatron and the Decepticon cause, but servant only to logic.
My pronouns, as you call them, are he/him
The only true rule of my blog is no uncouth bigotry.
Thank you.
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you're not worried about being in a ship full of autobots and SG?
Why would I care.
[*Soundwave is waiting for @ultra-magnus-official at the docks]
[*He's holding a datapad, and mapping out the energy trace Opacity left behind]
[*He wasn't exactly briefed, but he suspects he'll find out more about what's going on soon enough. In the meantime, he's tried to find out what he can]
[*The trail ends at a far moon near the edge of what was Autobot space during the war. There's reports of an outpost there, but it had been abandoned for centuries]
[*He puts down his datapad and checks on his supplies]
[*He made sure to pack a few pieces of equipment for field repairs, as well as a couple spare datacores and a signal booster. He has a few vent filters as well, and hopes it'll be enough]
[*He waits quietly while finishing off his energon cube]
[*He hopes he's overprepared]
[Magnus approaches exactly on time. Blaster and Perceptor are both right behind him. Magnus offered a polite nod and Blaster a friendly wave, Perceptor carried a medikit but glanced around as if he wasn’t entirely paying attention to what was happening around him]
Soundwave, it is good to see that you have made it.
Hey-yo, Sounds! What’s up on the air waves?
[Magnus gently tapped Perceptor’s shoulder to snap him back to attention. Perceptor glanced up at him and then at Soundwave. He offered an apologetic smile]
Oh! Hello!
[Magnus nods]
Right, we will be taking the Iron Will, it’s the blue one over there. Blaster will be on comms during the mission, and Perceptor is our medic. He’ll be staying back from the fighting unless someone needs him. We’re just waiting on Optimus.
[*The sound of a rumbling engine begins growing steadily closer. He’s here. He transforms, and takes stock of the group.]
“Hello Soundwave. Hello Magnus.”
*[*He offers a slight nod towards the other two mechs.]
“Blaster. Perceptor.”
*Tarn, in command of the Peaceful Tyrrany rockets through Transwarp towards Earth at maximum speed when he gets an updated Ping from Frenzy's com-system from the Sirius System* Helm, Adjust course to System Dyson-ZA3 Sirius, homing in on the signal. Communication, Send an encrypted message to Director Shockwave (@shockwave-offical) on earth to read 'Signal now off planet and tracking to System Dyson-ZA3 Sirius. Make all haste towards the Sirius System. Will provide planetary and landing coordinates on arrival. *Both bridge officers responded promptly and did so, the muddled Transwarp field outside shifting somewhat uncomfortably as the fast cruiser came to it's new heading*
*A response comes through.* ”Understood. I am on my way to @sg-soundwave-offical’s location as we speak. I believe that is the meeting point.
[*Soundwave hops off of the bench he was perched on and waves]
Sounds good dudes
[*He reactivates his datapad and puts a map on display]
I tracked down Opacity's last energy trace, and apparently it leads to the Sirius binary system
[*He turns to @ultra-magnus-official ]
You need to check for any hitchhikers?
Double and tripple checked already. Scratch is with Blaster’s cassettes.
Yup, dude, Steeljaw’s got a lock on ‘em. No stowaways this round!
Right, on that note, everyone to your stations. Blaster and Soundwave you two are in charge of getting the coordinates put in.
((Skipping Optimus Prime))
@udcjtarnofficial
*the Peaceful Tyrrany Drops out of Transwarp in the Sirius System with a flash of transient and begins scanning for the noted signals and/or possible signal interference* *over the encrypted longrange channel* This is Tarn, I've arraived in the sirius System, scanning for the targets. @shockwave-offical
”That is good. I have almost reached the meeting point.”
*Shockwave has almost reached the rest of @sg-soundwave-offical’s group.*
Sounds good dudes!
[*Soundwave plugs in his datapad to the ship's computers and begins uploading the maps]
Apparently they've landed on one of the moons of Sirius 3, and haven't moved since
[*There's a faint signal coming from said moon, but it's difficult to trace its precise location]
[*He chirps quietly as he senses another signal approaching the group]
Hey @ultra-magnus-official , are we waiting on anyone else?
No, we are not. Please begin route to the coordinates. We should land a little ways away from it in order to preserve any amount of stealth we might have.
@optimus-prime-offical anything to add, sir?
No. Let us proceed.
@udcjtarnofficial
Very well, On approach. *the dark shape of the Peaceful Tyrnnay first loomed over the other bots before quickly but smoothly setting down nearby.* *As it set down, a large ramp lowered and two dozen well equipped vehicons with completely silver faces marched out with Tarn following behind holding a pad with a large dish* I hope I'm not late.
*Speaking of late, the figure of Shockwave can be seen approaching in the distance. Quite quickly, actually.*
Leave without me, and you will all regret it!
Shockwave my guy you gotta run
they gon leave without you
I am almost there. Besides.
I’m going, whether they want me to or not.
[*Soundwave is waiting for @ultra-magnus-official at the docks]
[*He's holding a datapad, and mapping out the energy trace Opacity left behind]
[*He wasn't exactly briefed, but he suspects he'll find out more about what's going on soon enough. In the meantime, he's tried to find out what he can]
[*The trail ends at a far moon near the edge of what was Autobot space during the war. There's reports of an outpost there, but it had been abandoned for centuries]
[*He puts down his datapad and checks on his supplies]
[*He made sure to pack a few pieces of equipment for field repairs, as well as a couple spare datacores and a signal booster. He has a few vent filters as well, and hopes it'll be enough]
[*He waits quietly while finishing off his energon cube]
[*He hopes he's overprepared]
[Magnus approaches exactly on time. Blaster and Perceptor are both right behind him. Magnus offered a polite nod and Blaster a friendly wave, Perceptor carried a medikit but glanced around as if he wasn’t entirely paying attention to what was happening around him]
Soundwave, it is good to see that you have made it.
Hey-yo, Sounds! What’s up on the air waves?
[Magnus gently tapped Perceptor’s shoulder to snap him back to attention. Perceptor glanced up at him and then at Soundwave. He offered an apologetic smile]
Oh! Hello!
[Magnus nods]
Right, we will be taking the Iron Will, it’s the blue one over there. Blaster will be on comms during the mission, and Perceptor is our medic. He’ll be staying back from the fighting unless someone needs him. We’re just waiting on Optimus.
[*The sound of a rumbling engine begins growing steadily closer. He’s here. He transforms, and takes stock of the group.]
“Hello Soundwave. Hello Magnus.”
*[*He offers a slight nod towards the other two mechs.]
“Blaster. Perceptor.”
*Tarn, in command of the Peaceful Tyrrany rockets through Transwarp towards Earth at maximum speed when he gets an updated Ping from Frenzy's com-system from the Sirius System* Helm, Adjust course to System Dyson-ZA3 Sirius, homing in on the signal. Communication, Send an encrypted message to Director Shockwave (@shockwave-offical) on earth to read 'Signal now off planet and tracking to System Dyson-ZA3 Sirius. Make all haste towards the Sirius System. Will provide planetary and landing coordinates on arrival. *Both bridge officers responded promptly and did so, the muddled Transwarp field outside shifting somewhat uncomfortably as the fast cruiser came to it's new heading*
*A response comes through.* ”Understood. I am on my way to @sg-soundwave-offical’s location as we speak. I believe that is the meeting point.
[*Soundwave hops off of the bench he was perched on and waves]
Sounds good dudes
[*He reactivates his datapad and puts a map on display]
I tracked down Opacity's last energy trace, and apparently it leads to the Sirius binary system
[*He turns to @ultra-magnus-official ]
You need to check for any hitchhikers?
Double and tripple checked already. Scratch is with Blaster’s cassettes.
Yup, dude, Steeljaw’s got a lock on ‘em. No stowaways this round!
Right, on that note, everyone to your stations. Blaster and Soundwave you two are in charge of getting the coordinates put in.
((Skipping Optimus Prime))
@udcjtarnofficial
*the Peaceful Tyrrany Drops out of Transwarp in the Sirius System with a flash of transient and begins scanning for the noted signals and/or possible signal interference* *over the encrypted longrange channel* This is Tarn, I've arraived in the sirius System, scanning for the targets. @shockwave-offical
”That is good. I have almost reached the meeting point.”
*Shockwave has almost reached the rest of @sg-soundwave-offical’s group.*
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[*Rumble pokes his head into the lab]
[*He's clearly panicking, but trying his best to mask it]
Doyouknowhowtoboostasignal?
@rumble-offical
There are many ways to do so. Why?
*he speaks not in person, but through an interface in the lab.*
are you gonna evil unc on all of solar's group
I will do what I must to retrieve frenzy. Though, there’s a couple outliers which remain… intriguing
[*Soundwave is waiting for @ultra-magnus-official at the docks]
[*He's holding a datapad, and mapping out the energy trace Opacity left behind]
[*He wasn't exactly briefed, but he suspects he'll find out more about what's going on soon enough. In the meantime, he's tried to find out what he can]
[*The trail ends at a far moon near the edge of what was Autobot space during the war. There's reports of an outpost there, but it had been abandoned for centuries]
[*He puts down his datapad and checks on his supplies]
[*He made sure to pack a few pieces of equipment for field repairs, as well as a couple spare datacores and a signal booster. He has a few vent filters as well, and hopes it'll be enough]
[*He waits quietly while finishing off his energon cube]
[*He hopes he's overprepared]
[Magnus approaches exactly on time. Blaster and Perceptor are both right behind him. Magnus offered a polite nod and Blaster a friendly wave, Perceptor carried a medikit but glanced around as if he wasn’t entirely paying attention to what was happening around him]
Soundwave, it is good to see that you have made it.
Hey-yo, Sounds! What’s up on the air waves?
[Magnus gently tapped Perceptor’s shoulder to snap him back to attention. Perceptor glanced up at him and then at Soundwave. He offered an apologetic smile]
Oh! Hello!
[Magnus nods]
Right, we will be taking the Iron Will, it’s the blue one over there. Blaster will be on comms during the mission, and Perceptor is our medic. He’ll be staying back from the fighting unless someone needs him. We’re just waiting on Optimus.
[*The sound of a rumbling engine begins growing steadily closer. He’s here. He transforms, and takes stock of the group.]
“Hello Soundwave. Hello Magnus.”
*[*He offers a slight nod towards the other two mechs.]
“Blaster. Perceptor.”
*Tarn, in command of the Peaceful Tyrrany rockets through Transwarp towards Earth at maximum speed when he gets an updated Ping from Frenzy's com-system from the Sirius System* Helm, Adjust course to System Dyson-ZA3 Sirius, homing in on the signal. Communication, Send an encrypted message to Director Shockwave (@shockwave-offical) on earth to read 'Signal now off planet and tracking to System Dyson-ZA3 Sirius. Make all haste towards the Sirius System. Will provide planetary and landing coordinates on arrival. *Both bridge officers responded promptly and did so, the muddled Transwarp field outside shifting somewhat uncomfortably as the fast cruiser came to it's new heading*
*A response comes through.* ”Understood. I am on my way to @sg-soundwave-offical’s location as we speak. I believe that is the meeting point.
Ultra Magnus I think is thinking about making a task force to find Solaris's group
You should go to him or at least SG Soundwave if just to find the signal you need
@ultra-magnus-official. Consider this your chance. We can collaborate, and perhaps do things somewhat on your terms, or I will do things my way. This is a short-lived offer, choose wisely.
Very well.
You may communicate with @udcjtarnofficial to learn more.
A wise choice, Autobot.
Ultra Magnus I think is thinking about making a task force to find Solaris's group
You should go to him or at least SG Soundwave if just to find the signal you need
@ultra-magnus-official. Consider this your chance. We can collaborate, and perhaps do things somewhat on your terms, or I will do things my way. This is a short-lived offer, choose wisely.
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Not that we know of, and as far as we know, it's almost impossible to trace them without following their energy signature
Then give me the signature. I shall do it myself.
hey shockwave, heads up, frenzy kinda just got taken by that group that got soundwave before
Is there a location.
*Soundwave has woken up, but for only short amounts of time in between long periods of unconsciousness. The powerful EM pulse from Solaris had sent his frame into a coma, and he was slowly rebooting all of his systems one by one in an attempt to regain being fully online.*
-- @soundwave-offical
*He’s sitting nearby. Watching.*
*Suddenly, Soundwave's servos twitch toward Shockwave, his red visor flickering as his audial horns flick downward in a small sign of distress*
What is wrong, Soundwave?
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(mfer be doing the bottom right picture rn)
*Soundwave beeps quietly and tries to reach for Shockwave over the berth and winds up nearly falling off*
*he quickly catches soundwave, to prevent him falling off.*
Careful.
Weird question, would you say you love the cassettes? Or is it just a thing to get closer to Soundwave
No judgement either way, just curious
I am assisting with their care as part of my responsibility to @soundwave-offical. That is all
You got a favorite cassette?
Ravage. Rumble is second.
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So uhh
What's the plan with this guy?
[*Rumble gives Goldbug an experimental poke]
@rumble-offical
Well, you see.
*he’s preparing some surgical equipment.*
We’re going to perform some… tests, on motor function and processor capabilities.
[*Rumble stares at the equipment, shrinking back a bit in intimidation]
Oh
..Wait, I thought this guy's motors don't function anymore?
[*Goldbug huffs in rage]
Precisely.
*he’s sharpening something.*
However, if you wish to “study” things beyond- shall we say, ethical boundaries- you must always have a proposed reason.
Ohh
[*He nods in understanding]
.
Wait Ethical boundaries? What?
[*He sounds more curious than anything else]
Well, I wish to test for residual motor function. I also wish to test the subject’s reception of pain.
Uoh
[*He almost pities Goldbug for what's to come]
[*Almost]
[*...]
So.. Basically signals can go in, but can't go back out?
That is the theory.
*he has a surgical saw attached to his blaster arm. it looks small compared to him, but he’s not exactly small.*
Woah
[*Goldbug whirrs half-frustratedly as he tries to do anything to bring back motor function]
[*Rumble stares at him for a solid 3 seconds before turning back to Shockwave and pointing at a very pissed off Goldbug]
He looks stupid doing.. whatever he's doing
FRAG OFF
Interesting.
*there’s the smell of burning metal as the saw rips through the plating around Goldbug’s spark chamber, the saw cruel and precise, just like it’s weilder.*
Do you see what I am doing, Rumble? I am exposing the spark, without damaging it.
URGH-
[*It's taking all of Goldbug's will not to scream out in pain]
[*Rumble has to stand on the tips of his pedes to see what's going on]
[*The smell is a little overwhelming, but he pushes through regardless]
Woah..
FRAG- FRAG YOU I'M NOT SOME- EUGH- SOME SPARKLING'S DISSECTION PROJECT-
*once he’s made the proper cuts, he grabs the plating, and bends it back, with the sickening shriek of metal. he gives goldbug’s spark a light tap, before moving on. He puts the saw back with the rest of his tools, swapping it out for a hand. He then grabs Goldbug’s arm, and begins breaking his servos, slowly and deliberately.*
You must start small. If you are… overzealous, a subject may offline before you are able to document results.
That.. Makes sense
[*The spark buzzes angrily at the provocation, flinching away from Shockwave's poke]
[*Rumble winces and covers his audials, muffling Goldbug's shrieks of pain and the metallic creaking and snapping of his servos]
YOU'RE.. A FRAGGING LUNATIC.. FRAG YOU..
Are they always this noisy?
*Shockwave hands Rumble something.* Audial mufflers.
Now, we have established that the subject can feel pain. What other information do you think we could possibly glean from it?
[*Rumble blinks, but adjusts the mufflers over his helm]
[*Quieter]
Thanks
[*He pauses again, thinking]
I uh.. Don't really know- I mean it confirms he's only able to receive signals, right? Because his processor can't transmit any signals back out?
..Wait no that's.. Wrong though, right? Because it's just his motors that don't work?
Correct. His vocal synthesizers can still send signals, as can his pain receptors, which implies that, perhaps, intake and outtake stem from different sections of the processor, correct?
[*Rumble nods]
Yeah that makes sense
Does that like.. Clog his processors though? If stuff's going in and can't go out, it's just stuck there right?
[*Goldbug does NOT like the sound of that]
In science, there is only one way to find out. Experimentation.
Oh-
YOU'RE A FRAGGING- GRHCK- MONSTER
[*Rumble pouts semi-melodramatically]
*Shockwave’s servo darts out, and curls around Goldbug’s throat, clawed tips piercing the metal just slightly.*
And you are a weakling, Bumblebee. What is it like? So helpless, so alone, so afraid?
GHRK-
[*The pressure on his voice box prevents any coherent words from forming. Anything he says only comes out as a furious garble of static and glitches]
[*Whatever it was, it was probably more insults]
...
*he relinquished pressure slightly.*
What was it you said before? That we would never know how different I was from your pathetic excuse of a Shockwave?
*his free servo begins moving towards Goldbug’s visor.*
Believe me, you will learn just how different I am.
[*Had his optics not been frozen in place, they'd be glaring at him through the visor]
GO.. FRAG YOURSELF..!
Bro ran out of voicelines
[*A taunting 🥀flickers onto Rumble's visor]
*His servo shatters the visor, and with a swift, ripping motion, Goldbug’s right optic is torn out. He tosses Goldbug onto the ground.*
You may have changed your name. You may have been rebuilt. But you will always be the same weak, insignificant insect on the inside, Bumblebee.
[*Goldbug shrieks in pain as his optic clatters against the ground]
[*Rumble tries not to look at the disconnected optic, hopping down to the ground and staring over Goldbug]
FRAG YOU..!
[*Rumble overdramatically gestures to Goldbug on the floor]
See! Out of voicelines! Low budget aft
Rumble is correct. Your lack of originality is astounding. Perhaps your processor was more damaged than I intended. Or perhaps it was always that way. After all, you couldn’t even transform, could you?
[*Goldbug has no response]
Wait what?
He can't transform?
.
Is he stupid or something?
What’s wrong, insect? At a loss?
[*At a loss is a bit of an understatement]
[*But he chooses not to respond out of his own dignity]
Weak of will, weak of frame. A pitiful creature.
*he puts his pede on top of Goldbug’s spark chamber.*
Any last words, Bumblebee?
[*Goldbug's spark trembles from beneath Shockwave's pede, not-so-nonchalantly trying to find any means of escape]
[*He ex vents another huff as his voicebox crackles back to life]
Hope you- proved how different you are, you fragging lunatic.
[*The chamber cracks dangerously as pressure on it increases]
*And then it’s over. Goldbug is no more. Shockwave kicks the lifeless frame into the corner, intending to clean it up later.*
Pathetic.
[*Rumble winces again as Goldbug's frame slams into the corner]
...huh
...Does that happen a lot?
That would depend on your definition of “a lot”.
Are you alright? Were you harmed by the pathetic fool?
I uh..
Kinda got shot in the shoulder
I see. How bad is the damage?
[*He experimentally rolls his shoulder, wincing a bit as a few bits of metal click unnaturally inside]
Uhhh... I dunno, I can still use it and stuff though
Perhaps we ought to bring you to Ratchet. I am not equipped for such matters, and Nickel can be… callous
[*Rumble nods]
Oh Ok
....Nickel called me fat once
She does have kindness in her, just… very deep down.
[*Rumble cocks his head curiously at him]
..Really?
…Yes.
So uhh
What's the plan with this guy?
[*Rumble gives Goldbug an experimental poke]
@rumble-offical
Well, you see.
*he’s preparing some surgical equipment.*
We’re going to perform some… tests, on motor function and processor capabilities.
[*Rumble stares at the equipment, shrinking back a bit in intimidation]
Oh
..Wait, I thought this guy's motors don't function anymore?
[*Goldbug huffs in rage]
Precisely.
*he’s sharpening something.*
However, if you wish to “study” things beyond- shall we say, ethical boundaries- you must always have a proposed reason.
Ohh
[*He nods in understanding]
.
Wait Ethical boundaries? What?
[*He sounds more curious than anything else]
Well, I wish to test for residual motor function. I also wish to test the subject’s reception of pain.
Uoh
[*He almost pities Goldbug for what's to come]
[*Almost]
[*...]
So.. Basically signals can go in, but can't go back out?
That is the theory.
*he has a surgical saw attached to his blaster arm. it looks small compared to him, but he’s not exactly small.*
Woah
[*Goldbug whirrs half-frustratedly as he tries to do anything to bring back motor function]
[*Rumble stares at him for a solid 3 seconds before turning back to Shockwave and pointing at a very pissed off Goldbug]
He looks stupid doing.. whatever he's doing
FRAG OFF
Interesting.
*there’s the smell of burning metal as the saw rips through the plating around Goldbug’s spark chamber, the saw cruel and precise, just like it’s weilder.*
Do you see what I am doing, Rumble? I am exposing the spark, without damaging it.
URGH-
[*It's taking all of Goldbug's will not to scream out in pain]
[*Rumble has to stand on the tips of his pedes to see what's going on]
[*The smell is a little overwhelming, but he pushes through regardless]
Woah..
FRAG- FRAG YOU I'M NOT SOME- EUGH- SOME SPARKLING'S DISSECTION PROJECT-
*once he’s made the proper cuts, he grabs the plating, and bends it back, with the sickening shriek of metal. he gives goldbug’s spark a light tap, before moving on. He puts the saw back with the rest of his tools, swapping it out for a hand. He then grabs Goldbug’s arm, and begins breaking his servos, slowly and deliberately.*
You must start small. If you are… overzealous, a subject may offline before you are able to document results.
That.. Makes sense
[*The spark buzzes angrily at the provocation, flinching away from Shockwave's poke]
[*Rumble winces and covers his audials, muffling Goldbug's shrieks of pain and the metallic creaking and snapping of his servos]
YOU'RE.. A FRAGGING LUNATIC.. FRAG YOU..
Are they always this noisy?
*Shockwave hands Rumble something.* Audial mufflers.
Now, we have established that the subject can feel pain. What other information do you think we could possibly glean from it?
[*Rumble blinks, but adjusts the mufflers over his helm]
[*Quieter]
Thanks
[*He pauses again, thinking]
I uh.. Don't really know- I mean it confirms he's only able to receive signals, right? Because his processor can't transmit any signals back out?
..Wait no that's.. Wrong though, right? Because it's just his motors that don't work?
Correct. His vocal synthesizers can still send signals, as can his pain receptors, which implies that, perhaps, intake and outtake stem from different sections of the processor, correct?
[*Rumble nods]
Yeah that makes sense
Does that like.. Clog his processors though? If stuff's going in and can't go out, it's just stuck there right?
[*Goldbug does NOT like the sound of that]
In science, there is only one way to find out. Experimentation.
Oh-
YOU'RE A FRAGGING- GRHCK- MONSTER
[*Rumble pouts semi-melodramatically]
*Shockwave’s servo darts out, and curls around Goldbug’s throat, clawed tips piercing the metal just slightly.*
And you are a weakling, Bumblebee. What is it like? So helpless, so alone, so afraid?
GHRK-
[*The pressure on his voice box prevents any coherent words from forming. Anything he says only comes out as a furious garble of static and glitches]
[*Whatever it was, it was probably more insults]
...
*he relinquished pressure slightly.*
What was it you said before? That we would never know how different I was from your pathetic excuse of a Shockwave?
*his free servo begins moving towards Goldbug’s visor.*
Believe me, you will learn just how different I am.
[*Had his optics not been frozen in place, they'd be glaring at him through the visor]
GO.. FRAG YOURSELF..!
Bro ran out of voicelines
[*A taunting 🥀flickers onto Rumble's visor]
*His servo shatters the visor, and with a swift, ripping motion, Goldbug’s right optic is torn out. He tosses Goldbug onto the ground.*
You may have changed your name. You may have been rebuilt. But you will always be the same weak, insignificant insect on the inside, Bumblebee.
[*Goldbug shrieks in pain as his optic clatters against the ground]
[*Rumble tries not to look at the disconnected optic, hopping down to the ground and staring over Goldbug]
FRAG YOU..!
[*Rumble overdramatically gestures to Goldbug on the floor]
See! Out of voicelines! Low budget aft
Rumble is correct. Your lack of originality is astounding. Perhaps your processor was more damaged than I intended. Or perhaps it was always that way. After all, you couldn’t even transform, could you?
[*Goldbug has no response]
Wait what?
He can't transform?
.
Is he stupid or something?
What’s wrong, insect? At a loss?
[*At a loss is a bit of an understatement]
[*But he chooses not to respond out of his own dignity]
Weak of will, weak of frame. A pitiful creature.
*he puts his pede on top of Goldbug’s spark chamber.*
Any last words, Bumblebee?
[*Goldbug's spark trembles from beneath Shockwave's pede, not-so-nonchalantly trying to find any means of escape]
[*He ex vents another huff as his voicebox crackles back to life]
Hope you- proved how different you are, you fragging lunatic.
[*The chamber cracks dangerously as pressure on it increases]
*And then it’s over. Goldbug is no more. Shockwave kicks the lifeless frame into the corner, intending to clean it up later.*
Pathetic.
[*Rumble winces again as Goldbug's frame slams into the corner]
...huh
...Does that happen a lot?
That would depend on your definition of “a lot”.
Are you alright? Were you harmed by the pathetic fool?
I uh..
Kinda got shot in the shoulder
I see. How bad is the damage?
[*He experimentally rolls his shoulder, wincing a bit as a few bits of metal click unnaturally inside]
Uhhh... I dunno, I can still use it and stuff though
Perhaps we ought to bring you to Ratchet. I am not equipped for such matters, and Nickel can be… callous
[*Rumble nods]
Oh Ok
....Nickel called me fat once
She does have kindness in her, just… very deep down.
