#sg wheeljack

couldn't find it but have his Orko cosplay

Part one is here

1- despite being mostly composed of absolutely ruthless mercenaries the majority of which have criminal records the wreckers have a very strict code of conduct including a set intrinsic values many of which are shared with the decepticons which is why they're willingly to work with them when needed.

2- I won't discuss the whole rule book but the big three to know are a-never leave debts unpaid. Which refers to both traditional currency debts and "honor" debts.

2a- the honor thing is essentially just return the treatment you get, if someone does you a favor give a favor back, if someone's a dick match their energy.

2b- a wreckers only as a valuable as their word. Seriously honesty and keeping your word is a big deal to them they hate lying but in the fae way where while straight up lies are bad half truths and misdirection are fine.

2c- and always look out for your own, a chains only as strong as its weakest link. Loyalty is everything to the wreckers and honestly they're pretty culty about

3- surprisingly enough they have no biase against organic life. Mostly cause they don't care what you are as much as what you do, hate or respect is earned by deeds of the individual.

4- they have a chart of clients ranking who's the best to work with that impacts how much they charge them. Surprisingly enough the cons are some of their favorites.

5- there are several sub-factions within the wreckers as a whole based on what you do, theirs the shadow core made up of trackers, snipers, spies, hackers and other stuff like that

6- there's also the silver tongues who are basically the salesmechs and negotiators, the metal core who make all the weapons, armor, and vehicles they use. Then the blood core aka the essential jobs like medics, janitors, cooks, repair mechs and other such things. Just to name a few.

7- hell they even collect bartenders and musicians but they mostly operate in the various clubs and casinos the wreckers own across the galaxy.

8- back in the early days of the war people would go to the wreckers to get operations and medications they otherwise couldn't afford for ludicrously cheap which is part of how they'd recruit people.

9- speaking of which the wreckers tend to prey on mechs on the outskirts of society when it comes to recruits, former felons, homeless mechs, addicts, and sex workers. They prey on the desperate.

10- as a result it's not that uncommon for cons to have former associations with some aspect of the wreckers and vice versa.

11- onto more personal matters bulkhead is known to dislike magnus, no one knows why but the most prominent theory is because magnus is a former lovers of wheeljacks bulkheads current partner.

12- speaking of brute despite his gruff demeanor he's a very skilled artist and quite the literature buff, though he does have a preference for more historical works, his personal library and collection of classical art is rumored to be valued in the millions.

13- similarly miko or "doll" has a habit of collecting antiques ranging from furniture to clothing to China and even her own namesakes, though her true passion is entomology.

14- she raises spiders as a hobby and tends to have a few on her at all times.

15- 90 percent of all prosthetics the wreckers use are made or atleast designed by wheeljack.

16- in particular miko has undergone alot of cybernetic modification courtesy of wheeljack who is the sole person with the knowledge to properly maintain them.

17- wheeljack is very doting with miko treating her as his own daughter to the point of picking out her outfits everyday and helping her get dressed no matter how much she insists she can handle it herself.

Like Wheeljack's response to thinking that his drone had become sentient (it was actually Twitch) being to try to vivisect it.

And Bumblebee telling children about one of Soundwave's minicons, propably Rumble, exploding and presumably dying as if it's a funny story.

I can see that, and it'd be an interesting situation!

Part one here Part two here

The following is the transcript of an interview done by Dr M on the recently captured wrecker, bulkhead. The transcript was written after the fact upon Dr M's recovery.

Date: 10.15.2011

Notes: Bulkhead, who shall from here on out be refered to as brute in this document at his insistence, has agreed to cooperate in return for being granted specific reading material for his cell. Commander silas has requested that the interview be focused on the nature of the subjects companion, nakadia miko, in light of her recent residence with our decepticon allies.

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Bulkhead adjusted the collar of his dress shirt in the mirror. It was a wine red number with black pinstripes a bit fancier than he normally preferred outside of formal events but in this case he didn't mind much. After so long in pathetic donation clothes the feeling of silk against his skin following his first hot shower in months was heaven.

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[Begin transcript:]

Dr M: alright bulkhead, why do you think your being kept here?

Brute: it's brute to you, and i'm here because your people consider me a threat to them.

Dr M: M.E.C.H considers you and the wreckers a threat to humanity in the same vein as the autobots who you have been documented as regularly working with.

Brute: It's nothing personal doc, just business.

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wheeljack was on him the moment he stepped out of the bathroom, arms drapping around his neck as he greeted bulkhead with a smoldering kiss. "Miss me love?" Bulkhead purred when the kiss ended, placing a hand on his lovers lower back. "More than anything. I didn't know what to do with myself, I couldn't eat or sleep or anything." The scientist's embrace tightened as if desperate to hold on in fear of him being taken again. Bulkhead simply pulled him in closer and placed his free hand on his cheek. " Oh sweetspark don't you worry, I'm back now and no one's taking me from you again."

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Dr M: So you don't share his views on humanity?

Brute: Hate is earned just like respect.

Dr M: An interesting philosophy, very sensible. Speaking of humans though I'm curious to the nature of your human companion, Miss nakadai miko.

Brute: What about her?

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"I made us dinner." Wheeljack cooed in his ear. "You? made dinner?" "OK I had the dinobots make the food but I set it all up and I pulled out the good wine." Bulkhead chuckled at his partner before hoisting him up in a bridal hold, earning wild giggles from his lover, and carrying him into their private dinning room where, true to his word, the table was set with dinner and candles. "You've always been such a romantic." He teased. "Can you blame me?"

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Dr M: we have it on record that miss nakadai is regularly referred to as the "handiwork" of wheeljack, just how true is that?

Brute: you wanna know if she's our girl by blood or not.

Dr M: correct.

Brute: no but we made her in all the ways that matter

Dr M: Then how, may i ask, did miss nakadai come into your custody?

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Bulkhead was of the staunch belief that there were few things in this world to welcome one home better than Italian food and good wine, especially shared with a loving partner over candle light. Yet something vital was missing from this little homecoming. "Pet." He called. "Yeah love." Wheeljack responded happily a tinge of concern in his voice. Jackie had always been such a worrier and the slightest thing being off was liable to send him into a frenzy, it was something bulkhead had always appreciated in him. "Where's miko?" The scientist's face darkened.

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Brute: I was in tokyo on business and ended up getting followed by a stray.

Dr M: a stray?

Brute: Yep, a little pup that wandered away from home and decided to follow me.

Dr M: I'm sorry what does this have to do with how you met miss nakadai?

Brute: like I said,she ended up following me around.

Dr M: I thought you said you were followed by a pup.

Brute: She was just a pup at the time, about seven or eight. And yet.

Dr M: yet?

Brute: She followed me for hours and i didn't notice. She walked up to me and I didn't realize until she grabbed my hand. Fully trained assasins haven't managed to even get that close in decades but a little girl did.

Dr M: I take it that caught your interest?

Brute: enough I decided to test her. I kept walking, she kept following me and I decided to do some prodding.

Dr M: what did you talk about?

Brute: Enough for me to know what she was.

Dr M: and what was that?

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"The cons have her. She's been gone for a month and no one's caught sight of her since! I can't even get a signal from her chip! Shesallalonewiththosehorribleschemingrebelsprobablystuckinsomedingycellscaredandforgottenandshesprobablyhurtandhungryand-" Wheeljack clawed at his neck as he ranted his face twisted somewhere between fear, fury and misery. Bulkhead was at his side in moments gently rubbing soothing circles into his back. "Shhh it's OK Jackie, I'm not mad, breath. I need you tell me what happened."

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Brute: A score. Just like jackie. All raw potential and hunger for acceptance. Opportunities like that are rare so I took it. As you can guess that gamble payed off.

Dr M: So you kidnapped her on the spot.

BH: You don't just take a stray from the street doc, you gotta put the work in.

Dr M: how long did that work take? I doubt her parents would be happy with a grown man hanging around her daughter.

Brute: she was an outdoor pet, they'd leave some food out and forget about her. In a little under a year I made sure she'd never be forgotten again.

Dr M: and the rest is history I assume.

Brute: We've become a little family, her and Jackie mean the world to me. They need me.

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