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[ram_this]

WHAT THE FRAGGING SLAG IS THIS?

OH PRIMUS I THINK I'M GOING TO DIE. IF I DON'T, I'LL KILL MYSELF.

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[dabombshell]

Is it that hard to figure out?

Seekers.

[ram_this]

YOU. GET OVER HERE AND FIX THIS IMMEDIATELY.

[dabombshell]

I'm a bit amused by this, actually. You have the most /intriguing/ inner workings. I do so love examining seekers.

[ram_this]

KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF MY BODY, YOU DISGUSTING INSECTICON FREAK.

[dabombshell]

But it's so iiiiiiinteresting.

[ram_this]

EEeuuuuuuugh...

I'm so going to hurt you.

[dabombshell]

I haven't done anything!

Yet.

[ram_this]

If you even think about doing things to my body, I will disassemble yours.

[dabombshell]

Lay one finger on my body inappropriately and you will regret the day you were created.

Ask Mirage to tell you a story sometime.

[ram_this]

Then we have reached an understanding! You leave my body alone, I will leave yours alone. Until, of course, the mere knowledge that you have my body and I have yours for no apparent reason finally cracks both of our processors. Then we're free to both commit suicide, or murder-suicide (I will kill you, then I will kill myself), or whatever the case will be.

[dabombshell]

I never said I was going to /do/ anything to your body. Just examine it! Intricately.

[ram_this]

NO.

[dabombshell]

We will continue this discussion later. I have a rampaging femme Motormaster? in the room with me.

[ram_this]

DO NOT LET THAT FRAGGER NEAR MY BODY.

[dabombshell]

He looks like Moonracer. I highly doubt he she?! will be able to do much damage to me.

Do you hvae...issues with Motormaster?

[ram_this]

You don't know that.

...and that's none of your business.