End of a LOL?

Feb 26, 2009 10:58

There's a swish and a slight flash, and 35 foot of spiky black war machine appears in the Nexus, his mirrored visor firmly in place and his mighty purr bomb of a cat drone seated at his side as tiny orange and green minions swarm around his massive tripartite feet.

He regards the LOL fountain for a moment, then looks down at the Mini-Constructicons, who now number five instead of three. "And your only thought when you saw the caution tape was that you wanted headbands."

"You got it, D-man," says one of the little mechs sheepishly.

Dreadnought shakes his head as the two new bots get into a squabble, their squeaky voices raised in very bad gangsta speak. "Just find the source and get the thing blocked up."

"You got it, D-man!" The Mini-Constructicon turns to his teammates. "Yo, MC, let's get this done already!"

Dreadnought doesn't watch them go, instead folding his arms over his chest and addressing the Nexus. "Anybody who wants an instant kid better get it now, because this thing's history. And does anybody know how to deal with idiot rookies that won't quit quoting 'Monty Python and the Holy Grail'? I need ways that leave the rookie intact."
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