Death from above!

[bebopbot]

((Continuing from here. OMG TWO PAGES OF POSTS! Haven't seen that in...years.))

*As 07Frenzy is skittering past dragging Jazz's bottom half with him, something else jumps down from a vent (note for future construction on the Ark: No ceiling vents!) and lands on top of 07Frenzy, knocking him away from the stolen 1/2 Jazz and then proceeding to try

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[backdraft_bot]

*Down the hall, Jazz has finally gotten tired of just hanging around (HAR HAR) and sways a little bit before dropping, landing on his chest and taking out both headlights.*

[Jazz] Slag! ...Ratchet ain't gonna like that. *It's then he sees someone dragging his lower half back. He claws his way foward.* Hey, you bringin' my other half back to me, little guy? Where'd the freaky collection of sharp tools get off to?

[bebopbot]

*Broadcast stops and blinks, then turns to actually study the design of the half-a-mech he's been hauling along.* By the Allspark, how'd I not notice...

*He turns back* Jazz..? ...That you? o_O

[backdraft_bot]

[Jazz] Yeah, it's me! Sorta... Both halves, sorta. *He tilts his head to one side.* Who the frag are you? O.o

[bebopbot]

*The smaller mech stares back at him.* It's me, Broadcast! Don'tcha remember? *He pauses, muttering,* Oh..right...Guess it's a side effect.