:: He’s occupying the best room in Ratchet’s medbay and staring at the datapad for longer than the medic deems healthy. Sometimes he puts small Cybertronian fauna into Ratchet’s morning energon. It’s super effective. ::
:: Yourself? ::
We lost our war. I rounded up a handfull of ‘bots and ‘cons and fled to another universe. Not sure what to do now.
:: [recording of KO’s drunken voice] ‘Humans shoot us on sight, Terrorcons are evolving, nothing can make it two steps out of The Well, Breakdown and Airachnid ran off to create their very own rebel group, humans did… this to you and Prime won’t even call them out. He’s too busy downloading human porn and infecting everything with screenlockers.’ ::
:: [recording of KO’s drunken voice] ‘Twenty years of this bullshit, Soundwave. I’m sorry you had to come back to this.’ ::
:: Entertained? ::
And what are you doing in during this?
:: Touchy. ::
:: In case it does matter to you acknowledge the following facts about his universe. War: over. Winning faction: Autobots. Current Prime:… ::
He paused to prolong the anticipation. His or her? Both.
:: …Smokescreen. ::
Smokescreen is your Prime now?
:: Are you compiling a collection or a hit list? ::
Does it matter?
I’m not allowed to comment on how plentiful your alternates are without seeming like I’m playing at something?
Wait, it isn’t?
Knocks lied to me. He lied.
He lied? How many puns did he tell you to make?
You all are starting to pop up more often now…
And who told you it was a good idea to spam people with puns?