#betterregulations

Wheeljack: ... Decepticons? You lost your mind or something?

UltraMagnus: Not unless prioritizing the restoration of our planet is considered off kilter.

Wheeljack: Wha- /not what I'd call it/ but- Decepticons, Cons. Guys that I spent half my life /killing/?

UltraMagnus: I've spent just as long as you, Wheeljack. But we are at the crucible in our long conflict.

UltraMagnus: We have no functional, operating base.

UltraMagnus: We have no significant resources documented and on-call, outside of our individual flagships.

UltraMagnus: We have no backup and no plan to continue conquest. We also have... no Optimus.

UltraMagnus: You cannot begin to understand how difficult the last few orns have been aboard the Nemesis, but Megatron has not broken his word... yet.

UltraMagnus: Cooperating with their claim for victory is important into discerning what future the Autobots will have... either at peace with equal rights besides them, as Optimus always wanted...

UltraMagnus: ...or the reaffirmation of our purpose, and collection of information, resources, and regrouping.

UltraMagnus: I have faith that wherever the tyranny of Megatron goes, the uprising of Autobots will follow. Even if it means re-igniting another war.

UltraMagnus: ...but war is not our purpose now.

UltraMagnus: War is an outcome that must only be a last resort.

Wheeljack: ..... yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. That sounds /real/ fun! Gee, I'd just /love/ to help you and your Decepticon pals but I've just gotta repair my ship and I'll be outta your circuits in no time. 'Kay, crazymags?

UltraMagnus: ' Ultra Magnus, sir. ' Do not test my patience, Wheeljack. If you ever want to be a commendable soldier, now is not the time to act as a rogue unit.

UltraMagnus: ... I will permit you to continue your sweep of the surrounding galaxies under two conditions.

Wheeljack: Hate to break it to you, /mags/, but I was never a commendable soldier. In fact, I'm pretty sure I /left the wreckers/. You're not my CO.

Wheeljack: I don't need your fragging permission to sweep the fraggin' galaxies.

UltraMagnus: You have one more opportunity to change your tone and your attitude before I take administrative action. Until there is some contact with Optimus, I am fulfilling my duty as his second in command.

Wheeljack: You sound like June! You! I'm not some earth child ya regulation-fragging piece a-....

Wheeljack: Ever stop and /think/ why I fraggin' left the wreckers, huh? Or is it such a simple concept it's just too /easy/ to make it through your /thick head/. Okay! Optimus is frellin' dead! Great! You've joined up with the /Decepticons/. Sorry I'm not /fraggin overjoyed/ to hear it, Ultra Magnus, /sir/.

OOC UM: ( mag like 'who da fuck is june' )

OOC WJ: [[ wj like 'didnt you meet her' ]]

OOC UM: ( mag: is she another autobot? )

OOC WJ: [[ wj: she's jack's mom you idiot. ]]

OOC UM: ( mag: I am not familiar with a faction named jack's mom. )

OOC UM: ( magnus takes everything literally you should know )

OOC WJ: [[ wj: primusabove- a human. remember? huuumaaaaan. eaaaarrrrthhhhh ]]

OOC UM: ( mag: ... I never had the pleasure of meeting any of the humans. The base was destroyed and scoured by Decepticons long before I arrived. )

UltraMagnus: Why do you fight in this war, Wheeljack?

Wheeljack: Decepticons destroyed my home, my life's work, and then decided to torture me. Oh, and they used my own inventions to /kill/ my friends.

Wheeljack: Isn't it obvious.

UltraMagnus: Then you fight for your sole satisfaction of revenge, regardless of the affects this has on anyone else around you?

Wheeljack: I /fight/ because the more 'cons I take down, the less damage they can do to anyone else.

UltraMagnus: And what do you think you are you going to do when the ones who would do damage are dead-- or gone?

Wheeljack: I don't know! Go back to inventing, maybe? Just be a /scientist/ again?

UltraMagnus: Then why don't you?

UltraMagnus: I understand your lack of faith in this proposal of truce. It took me some time to process as well. But Megatron has strict orders to do no harm on his soldiers-- the last one to hurt another Autobot was incarcerated, stripped of title as an officer... and is now being rehabilitated for her behavior.

UltraMagnus: If that is the lengths he is pursuing to regain order of his unruly, malicious army, then it need not be discussed what will happen to you if you decide to take measures against them.

UltraMagnus: You are under order to not attack another Decepticon. If you catch something alarming, or are under attack, you need to communicate with me first so I can clear you to use necessary means.

UltraMagnus: Megatron made this mess. Let him fix it.

UltraMagnus: Let us... worry about our dead planet.

Wheeljack: .....

Wheeljack: I'll...

Wheeljack: I'll think about it.

UltraMagnus: See to it that you do.

Wheeljack: .... right.

UltraMagnus: You're clear to refuel and leave. Please file a report of your travels every three to four orns.

UltraMagnus: I want to... know you are alright out there.

UltraMagnus: I'll keep you up to date with any developments, or decline, in the Decepticon's truce. If things deteriorate, you'll be the first to know.