[Breaking things and Fixing them.]
[Megatron...frowns.]
It has come to my attention that things have gotten...shall we say...
Out of hand.
I am in need of a...volunteer...to assist my science liaison in developing a new antidote.
Alternatively, I will pay 1,000 credits to the first mech to bring in this jet.
[He'd use Dirge, but he's found other uses for the clone.]
[Locked to Blackout]
I want the portal finished by next week, for real-time testing. If I cannot cure these 'mirror' Decepticons, I want to at least use them in trial-runs. To work out the kinks.
[Locked to Barricade]
My antidote is not working, but I should be able to have that...fixed. Soon. Could you get Bonecrusher to sit still for a few tests?
I. Fed the dog, also.
You seemed...busy. [There is a bit of a smirk.]
Did you still want to have that talk?
[Locked to Soundwave]
So, you were right. This did not work out to my satisfaction.
However, I do not intend to let it halt our schedule. The crews have finished construction on the Arena, and the portal is nearly done. I am going to need your help in...disguising...our advertising campaign, though. Not everybody needs to know that we control this venue.
[Shortly after this, and seemingly unrelated, an advertisement shows up!
It is for an exciting new Arena, opening soon!
They are currently offering jobs for ticket sellers, bartenders, waitresses, janitors, bouncers, overseers, and, of course, for Star Gladiators!
Please apply within!
Do it now!]
It has come to my attention that things have gotten...shall we say...
Out of hand.
I am in need of a...volunteer...to assist my science liaison in developing a new antidote.
Alternatively, I will pay 1,000 credits to the first mech to bring in this jet.
[He'd use Dirge, but he's found other uses for the clone.]
[Locked to Blackout]
I want the portal finished by next week, for real-time testing. If I cannot cure these 'mirror' Decepticons, I want to at least use them in trial-runs. To work out the kinks.
[Locked to Barricade]
My antidote is not working, but I should be able to have that...fixed. Soon. Could you get Bonecrusher to sit still for a few tests?
I. Fed the dog, also.
You seemed...busy. [There is a bit of a smirk.]
Did you still want to have that talk?
[Locked to Soundwave]
So, you were right. This did not work out to my satisfaction.
However, I do not intend to let it halt our schedule. The crews have finished construction on the Arena, and the portal is nearly done. I am going to need your help in...disguising...our advertising campaign, though. Not everybody needs to know that we control this venue.
[Shortly after this, and seemingly unrelated, an advertisement shows up!
It is for an exciting new Arena, opening soon!
They are currently offering jobs for ticket sellers, bartenders, waitresses, janitors, bouncers, overseers, and, of course, for Star Gladiators!
Please apply within!
Do it now!]