#demolicker

his typical deafening tone that always carried some form of demand, though the clarity of sense was always absent, rumbled off at the end of his favorable mention, a happy hum chutting from the tank. it carried, crumbled, like a purr .

" whenever the base gets blasted & boomed, WHO'S the bot you can ALWAYS depend on to patch it all back to PERFECT UNIFORMED DECEPTICON SHAPE? yep! that's right!! DEMOLISHER!! Me!!

& i do it! ALLLL by myself ! "

He boasted, tank tail waving up & down, fanning the air with its squared paddle.

" i don't need ANYBOTS' help -- THEY TOLD ME THEMSELVES!! yuh-huh! BECAUSE I SAID ' hEy! WhAt GiVes??? why do * i * always have to CLEAN UP??? NO FAiR!!!! ' but then CYCLONUS said , ' because you're just soooo good at it.' & then even STARSCREAM scoffed, ' yeah. Megatron only wants the best . ' & FOR THE FIRST TIME --"

gestured with three gun-barreled digits .

" those SLACKERS actually made some SENSE !!! "

demolisher laughed, tank treads shifting as background noise within his hearty show.

" i HAVE OTHER HOBBIES TOO! LIKE i SAID!!! SEE!! sometimes the base just has to be completely rebuilt & the structure is too burnt beyond repair! BUT A GOOD CON-- ...heh, i- ...i'm a good con ( XvO ) !! -- *NEVER* WASTES WHAT SCARCE RESOURCES HE HAS! SO !!! i use some of the scrap to reinforce our defenses ELSEWHERE!! SEE?? SEE ??? "

he scurried over to reveal more of his proud accomplishments that is sure to up his esteem! Tank paddle bobbing as he quickly hopped, jodhpurs swaying .

the tank made a little " TADAH !! " sound, shooting small sparks from his holed digits.

His revitalized defenses were just piled up scrap clamming up one of the base's hallways like a beaver dam blocking a running river, except, instead of sticks, it was charred, deformed materials & a few shiny trinkets thrown in to liven up the ' barricade . '

" IMPENETRABLE !! JUST LIKE MY DECEPTICON SPIRIT! HOO-RAH!!

SEMPER FI!!! "