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Item 1 on the to-do list
Ugh. Stupid Autobot medic had his grimy hands all in my optics. Which reminds me...
Oh dearest wingmate of mine Dirge? Where aaaare yooouu? -
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[Not locked, as it doesn't occur to him to do so. Not where everyone can find it, but not particularly hidden from anyone, either ( Read more... ) -
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Truce or no truce, when I get to Earth, I am going to find that fragging pink Autobot femme and show her just how fun it is to have your head cut off. -
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...frag it.
If anyone sees a white parrot on the base, let me know. -
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Sweet Primus, I'm a Seeker agai--
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BOMBSHELL. WHERE ARE YOU? I AM GOING TO FIND YOU AND MAKE YOU EXPLAIN EXACTLY WHAT THE FRAG YOU DID TO MY BODY.
UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH -
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Wheeeeere is my lovely Seeker body?
Bombshell, I will kill you.
Motormaster, I will kill you.
Just see if I'm joking. -
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...Motormaster is in the body of a femme.
Motormaster is in the body of a femme.
MOTORMASTER IS IN A FEMME'S BODY AND I AM NOT. FEMMES ARE SMALL THINGS. *That is an evil cackle indeed. He flexes his hands--ugh, he misses his lovely Seekerclaws--and curls them into fists.* This could be fun indeed. Fun. Indeed. -
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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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I'm feeling better, thanks for asking. Just keep those slagging Aerialbots away from me and nobody will have to worry about their precious little Autobot gliders getting hurt any more.
Speaking of hurting, you'd better watch your back, Motormaster.
If any American government officials come looking for a Sukhoi, I'm not the one they want.