Nov 26, 2013
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Oh sweet. More activity. I'm just too popular I guess~
How's it going? The name's Smokescreen.Â
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excursionistonwheelsÂ
Oh sweet. More activity. I'm just too popular I guess~
How's it going? The name's Smokescreen.Â
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excursionistonwheels replied to your photo: I thought it would be best to ignore these..asks...
"SNRRK."
"Do you find something amusing that you would like to share, Pipes?"
A unscheduled trip
-Scrapper returned from his peaceful drive feeling pleasantly exhausted. He hit the wash racks and gave himself a more thorough clean than usual; patching up any minor dents and cosmetic issues along the way. His struts ached but he felt relaxed after being outside, cycling some fresh air and getting covered in dust.
When he was done, he picked up a datapad and stepped into the hall. Nothing seemed to have changed while he was gone. With most of the army missing, he'd grown accustomed to not needing to be wary and constantly on guard in the public sections of the base. Perusing the ship's sundry reports, he wasn't looking where he was going.Â
At that moment a tear opened up in the floor in front of him and tripped straight through it with a yelp.
He gracelessly tumbled through lightless empty air, smacking head-first into an unfamiliar metal floor, forcing the air out of his vents and knocking him unconscious.Â
The datapad followed, bouncing off the back of his head and clattering away.-
"Hey, Rotorstorm? I... I just, ahh, I wanted to apologize for being such a downer last time we talked. I was in kind of a rough place at the time. Things, uhh... well, I wouldn't say they're looking UP, but I don't know, there's a chance I might make it home yet. So thanks, mech. That's just... that's all I wanted to say."
Rotorstorm is amazingly fond of Pipes, he thinks the other mech is just fantastic. And itâs odd to hear him sounding so apologetic. That just wonât do.
âHey, hey, hey, listen. You werenât a downer. You werenât anything of the sort, kiddo. Believe me, Iâve met downers before and you were not one of them. You just needed a little boost, thatâs all. And Iâm always here to give it to you. You just keep it positive and if you need a little help with that, you hit me up, you let me know. Okay? You let me know how everythingâs going, donât be afraid to check your aft in with me every now and then and give me an update of how itâs hanging in Pipelandia.âÂ
Rotorstorm pauses, and mocks blowing a kiss. âYou got me and Iâm gonna stick it out for you. Just make it home, soldier, you got that? In one piece, thanks.âÂ
I can't really blame you for tossing out a few. Omega's showed up again, Skywarp's off his leash, the other gestalts are pissing each other off... and of course, it looks as if you miss someone. Don't you?
-Sighs-
The Combaticons have a full team while Hook and myself are still alone, and Megatron is missing...
And...I do, yes.
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-Late into the night and unable to recharge, Scrapper sent a cursory ping to Pipes channel.
No response. He was partly relieved that it wasn't answered; he'd sent the comm request on a whim and had instantly regretted it. On the other hand, the delivery failure was concerning. What if Pipes had fallen through a tear like the one that had claimed so many other mechs, never to be heard from again? He vented a deep sigh and tried to push the thought from his mind, unable to relax and unable to bear to listen to the recordings that Pipes had sent him.
Cursing himself for his foolishness in letting feelings pollute the orderly structure of his world, he got up from his berth and returned to his office. If he couldn't recharge, then he would spend the time working. -
The morning after
-Scrapper was hit by the alarming realisation that he had a conversation to finish with Pipes. He immediately sent him a comm request, systems flooding with guilt and anxiety.-