40th Transmission - Audio

[heavyweaponsbot]

Unless there is anyone with a useful proposal for my time, I will be occupied on deck six.

[Punching bees: what giant robots do in their downtime, kids. Of course, he won't come right out and say this.]

I grow tired of individuals who are too incompetent to work a simple communications device.

Hmnf!

Comments

[standardpackage]

Someone needs ta' calm down a bit.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I am calm. If I were not, your audio receptors would have suffered for it.

[standardpackage]

[Jinx clearly doesn't remember Ironhide from their drunken fun times at the party.]

Sorry ta' say this, Kid, but not every damn person is smart enough ta' use a comm.

[Jinx is an example of this since he cannot spell in English to save his life.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

...

[There's a pause.]

Kid?

[standardpackage]

[Jinx will pause too.]

Yah. Got a problem with that?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[And then he... promptly laughs.]

You... think I am a child?

[standardpackage]

Ya' know, as far as I can tell I don't even think yer a human. Have ya' heard yerself talk? Ya' sound all staticy and roboty.

[Video]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide's response? Flicking on the video feed.]

I am not human.

[standardpackage]

[Jinx could swear that he'd seen this thing before, but where...]

No shit. What planet are a' from anyway? A television factory?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Deadpan]

The planet Cybertron.

[standardpackage]

Great talk, Buddy. Since, ya' know, I know exactly what th' fuck that place is.

[heavyweaponsbot]

If you did know, I would be highly surprised.

[standardpackage]

Then would ya' mind tellin' a poor soul like me?

[Oh, Jinx has been in sarcasm mode for a while now.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yes. I would mind.

[standardpackage]

An I wouldn't mind ya takin' that steel pole outta yer ass, er what ever ya got.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Whatever. Not my business what you do.