[Feed opens on a rather worried- looking copter. He's in Zone Two, right outside the bank. His armor's still got scratches from his unfortunate run in with one of Black Arachnia's little Spidaaaaaarghs of Ultimate Revenge.]
Wha-what was in that spiderthingie venom? [Owie sound.]
How'd I end up here? [He looks around, spotting the sign for the Bank.] I-I paid the rent and everything! Copter doesn't carry cash or nothin'!
An-and!!! [He shifts from worry to terror.]
AND I'M SO LATE FOR WORK!!!! They're gonna fire me! [He sees his dream of the longest consecutive record of 'Employee of the Decacycle' go down the tubes. Copter is...distraught. And stuff.]
This is all Starscream's fault.
[He pats himself down, rubbing at his old spider bites, noticing a new compartment. As he opens it, a note flutters out: "scorpobuddy goes here."]
I..REALLY!?!? A scorpobuddy? Of my very own?!