Bullet 17 (Audio//English) [Backdated to July 4th]

[hadalotofsugar]

So, all our warnings got reset because someone spilled something on the records?

Who knew it was that easy?

[King sounds vaguely amused. There is the sound of a putter hitting a golf ball; King is playing miniature golf on Deck 1.]

Anyone hear from Jack or Tyler today? [He has suspicions.]

Comments

[heavyweaponsbot]

I find it suspicious.

... No. Everything all right?

[hadalotofsugar]

Maybe... why would they need to reset the warning system, though?

Maybe they're just lazy.

[King gives a light sigh.]

Should be fine, but the longer someone's off the comms... usually they end up disappearing.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Hmn. Still suspicious. I doubt it was really an accident. Did we trigger something?

[Ironhide just scoffs.]

Yeah. I know. You going to be all right, if...?

[hadalotofsugar]

They liked us so much after we put the girl away that they gave us free passes to punch people?

[His tone is light.]

Hey, I'll be fine. Just trying to keep up on who's here and who's not.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Maybe. Could it hurt to find out? I have been itching for a good brawl.

[He makes a noncommittal grunt.]

Want to go punch bees?

[hadalotofsugar]

If I wasn't so squishy compared to you, I'd offer to spar. It'd be good practice for me but not you, buddy.

[King thinks on that for a moment.]

Hell, it couldn't hurt. Meet you there?

[heavyweaponsbot]

You could always pretend I was a climbing structure. Done that before.

Yeah, sure. On my way.

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[hadalotofsugar]

I know you're huge, but I don't think you're big enough to be my jungle gym anymore.

[He sounds very distinctly amused, though, and he gets to Deck 6 soon enough. THIS IS WHERE HE LIVES. TIME TO FIND BEES.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

Ah. I get it. You are afraid of me... understood.

[He also sounds amused, and it isn't long before he arrives on the scene as well.]

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[hadalotofsugar]

[He waits to reply until Ironhide arrives, a grin on his face.]

Not so much afraid of as knowing the difference between having a flesh body and a metal one, dude.

How's it going?

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[He shrugs, smirking down at him a little.]

I am careful. I have worked with humans before.

Been better. Been worse. You?

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[hadalotofsugar]

[Robot smirks are always funny to look at.]

Well, then maybe I'll have to take you up on the offer one of these days.

[He steps towards where the bees are buzzing.]

The same. Boat's not crazy, but it's still the boat.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

Maybe when I am back to my regular size, you can try.

[He follows after him, still limping a little.]

Boat is just... less crazy than usual. Sort of.

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[hadalotofsugar]

How tall are you normally, again? A small house, or a three story one?

[He's still teasing, though he eyes Ironhide's limp with an arched eyebrow.]

It almost feels wrong when it's quiet. Like something's going to jump out at us.

[He snorts.]

I watch too many horror movies.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

Twenty five feet. Average height. Not so average build.

[Which is probably still obvious, even on the ship. He's huge. Like linebacker huge.]

If something does, you are welcome to hide behind me.

[He's teasing.]

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[hadalotofsugar]

So you're one of the big wide bots, then.

[King snorts again, swatting at a bee that comes near him.]

Right, because that'll work. [High-pitched voice.]'Ironhide! SAVEEEE MEEE!'Not happening, buddy.