[The comm is filled with a worried looking shuttle face ( Read more... )

Well, you fraggers, form a line. I'm back.

And not infected with that virus, thank you.

For those of you who haven't had the pleasure, I'm Decepticon medic Glit. Since I doubt the average intelligence in this pit has risen any since I've been - been... since I've been out, I expect I'll meet most of you soon enough. Whether you like it or not. ( Read more... )

( [Audio of a rather subdued-sounding Glit.] )

Soundwave? My lord? I've made an interesting discovery. Apparently the neon hackjob - ahem, the Tyran Ratchet - went missing for a week, and now has no recollection of his time here at all. I happen to know that the cranial specialists at that miserable hospital I work at have taken a look at him, and they haven't been able to recover any of his ( Read more... )

[ . . . ]

Soundwave: Reporting.

At your command, Megatron.

[ . . . ]

Soundwave: Apologizes for-

I did not mean to leave.

[Mr. Monotone is sounding more than a little shaken, despite his best computer voice.]

[It is not long after the end of the bodyswap incident that a particular cassette medic crawls back to Magnum's place. He looks like he's been on a week-long bender, the kind where your only sustenance is the worms from the tequila bottles.]

[Glit WISHES he'd been on a bender. He'd be less miserable, and probably would have purged his tanks less.]

you know what

i resign from this fragging planet

and its fragging earthquakes

Sweet Primus, legitimate gainful employment is going to be hard to get used to. Does it count as a successful interview if you end up on the interviewer's desk shouting at him? Well, I got hired, so I suppose it has to...

Unlike the garish Autobot medic who got his sorry aft assigned to an ER, I have obtained a position as an EMT, which means I ( Read more... )

[Barricade and Glit seem to have found a source of highgrade, and they are most definitely sloshed. They have turned to music in their time of stress, and thus what is being broadcasted to you now are some absolutely filthy drinking songs. Some things transcend universes.]

o/~ And if he's an Autobot ( Read more... )

Those of you who know who you are, I'd like any sort of schematics or blueprints you have of yourself or other mechs from your universe. I'm going to find out one way or another, so you might as well hand them over before I'm putting you back together by guesswork.

Those of you who don't know who you are can feel free to give me their schematics, ( Read more... )