54.) Audio // Backdated before the end of the event

[havea_heart]

[Herz sounds a little panicked. He's concerned something is Up, thanks to the recent compulsion to share something he'd really rather never saw the light of day.]

S-So, uhm...

People are chained up. We, uhh, we know that. But, uh--has--h-has anyone noticed, like...more...subtle changes? Maybe happening to--to the people who aren't, uh, chained?

Does

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[There's just this growl on the other end.]

I am compelled to speak my mind.

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[havea_heart]

[...What the Fresh Hell.

No. No really, what is this?

Herz takes it, and oh god, does his best to look grateful. He's just got...No Idea where the idea for this came from. Does...Ironhide know he's handing over a death trap?]

Th-This, uh...

This'll, uh, go--go-g-go great in the kitchen.

[Yeah. Guess that it could.]

Thh-th-thank you?

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[He can tell something is... off. This is not the reaction he got from King. Or Ratchet. Ironhide shifts, his engine growling uncomfortably.]

...

Yeah. You... yeah.

[He's just going to stand there and look embarrassed now. This was not as planned.]

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[havea_heart]

[After a quick glance, Herz finds the nearest, non-pointy part of 'Hide's arm and gives it a few pats. Now that the shock of gaining One New Toaster has worn off, he's starting to smile.]

Really. It--it's a kick-ass toaster?

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[The paneling twitches under his hand, just a bit. He's still working on that whole, "not punching people who touch you" thing.]

... It is meant to be... "thanks".

[He grumbles awkwardly to himself. That much, at least, wasn't forced out of him.]

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[havea_heart]

[The comment catches him off guard. Is...Ironhide correcting him? He's confused.]

What?

[OOPS.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[Growls, frowning.]

...

Thank you gift.

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[havea_heart]

[BLINK.

O-Oh really, Ironhide? He's kinda...honored now. He even glances down to the toaster with new appreciation.]

Oh, y-you're uhm--

You're--

You're welcome!

I-I-I dunno what I--I did, but thank--I, uh, I mean, you're welcome.

[This is something of new territory for him. Looks like it's his turn to fluster and turn pink!]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[He just shrugs, and hunches his shoulders up.]

... Don't... want to talk about the reason. Just... take it.

[Because the reason is really embarrassing, even if he already announced it to half the stupid boat.]

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[havea_heart]

[Whereas Herz remains oblivious.]

O-Okay. Okay, I will.

Thanks.

...do, uhm...d-do you...need anything?

[He's a little weird about gifts. Must compensate somehow!]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

Good.

[He actually has to think about that one.]

Shelves. For Ratchet's room.

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[havea_heart]

Right. Right, I--I'd forgotten.

Found a toolkit for--f-for that and everything.

I-I could get started...whenever.

[He shrugs, smiling.]

Now could be good. I-I mean, if, uh, i--i-if Ratchet wouldn't mind.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

It happens. Been sort of busy around here anyway.

[Ironhide just nods.]

Yeah, think he went off to the golf course again, anyway. Probably good.

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[havea_heart]

Goddit.

[He tucks the toaster under his arm and gives a sloppy solute.]

I'll--I-I'll be back.

...wait, uhm...Is...i-is this your room or Ratchet's room?

[He motions towards the one Ironhide's standing by.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[In answer, Ironhide only pushes the door open. It swings slowly to reveal a room crowded with all manner of random junk. Including a lobster. Which is being ridden by a little gold frog.]

...

That answer your question?

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[havea_heart]

[...what is this even.]

Uhh...

Thoroughly.

I--I, uh, I'll come back with...the stuff. Yeah.

[Sorry, slightly distracted by the LOBSTER RIDING FROG. What the fresh hell, robots?]