"Oh hey there. My name's Wheeljack and welcome to my lab. Just be sure to be careful and if I yell run run." Independent roleplay blog for G1 Wheeljack. OC and Crossover Friendly. Current Magic Anon: : None. Accepting.
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doubledogdareyaghosts:
He wasn’t running away or pulling a phone out to contact anyone. This is a good sign. In fact, he seems more surprised than he does scared. Clearly he’s not familiar with the concept like her friends are, though it’s to be expected from an outsider.

Besides the transformation, she turned invisible as if to prove a point about being half ghost, then she reappeared.
“Yeah, a clone. Made from ectoplasm and Danny’s DNA,” she answered. That was the first question. As for the second one… “I didn’t ask them because I didn’t want to pry, but I think it was some sort of accident that happened at some point in their lives with a portal leading to the ghost zone.”

“Well it seems there’s a lot about this world that I don’t know about,” he muttered almost more to himself than to her. He blinked once and then held out a curious hand before seeming to think better of it and letting it fall to his side. “Heh I can see why you’d want to keep something like this secret...”
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“Ready,” he stated, cheerfully before then revving his engine. Her plotted out track sounded great and he was eager to get started. He had a feeling that this was going to be fun.
“It looks a lot worse than it is.”
Scout raised an eyebrow as she observed the wound on the mech “You have a hole in your side….get to my workshop and I’ll fix up up real quick” She said, shaking her head slightly
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“It wasn’t any problem,” Wheeljack spoke warmly, “but you’re welcome.” He then picked up a cube of energon that he had also brought and held it out towards his friend. “Have some of this. It should help you feel even better.”
Carrying a bundle of supplies, Wheeljack cautiously enters the ship. "Skywarp? Hello?"
Skywarp groans a bit. Rolling over and yelping when he feel out of the berth
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“Yes,” Wheeljack answered, “that’s one of the reasons why you guys were created but that isn’t the only one.” He paused thoughtfully before continuing. “You’re more than just your purpose after all, which means you need to do what feels right to you.”
((platonic starters)) “It’s okay to stay, you know.”
“But…. I don’t know what to do.” Hot Spot answered. “The humans need us. Isn’t that why we were designed?”
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“Well wanting to be good is always a good start in my book,” Wheeljack chuckled, pausing only briefly before continuing on with the repairs. His optics narrowed thoughtfully then at Skywarp’s next question.
“We’d have to be careful but I don’t see any reason why you couldn’t end up meeting other bots, sometime.”
He smiles softly. At least things were looking up for him. For so long he had been on his own. It felt like forever but he knows it probably wasn’t that long. It just felt very long because he was lonely. Always hiding from danger.
“I um I hope they’ll like me when we do met.”
“I hope they like you too,” he stated, before moving so he could stand directly in front of Skywarp. “That should do it,” he announced, having finished the last of the repairs. “How do you feel now?”
Carrying a bundle of supplies, Wheeljack cautiously enters the ship. "Skywarp? Hello?"
Skywarp groans a bit. Rolling over and yelping when he feel out of the berth
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“Meet me at the front gate in about ten minutes” She said before heading to go get ready “See you in a bit”
“Alright,” Wheeljack cheerfully nodded. He could easily do that. “See you soon.”
Scout rushed to her room and grabbed her leather jacket and helmet. She locked up her small home before going to get on her fire themed motorcycle and meet Wheeljack at the gate.
Wheeljack for his part checked to make absolutely certain that he was fully repaired and able to race. Satisfied that he was in perfect health, he made his way to the front gate, and waited in his vehicle mode.
When he spotted her he playfully flashed his headlights. “Hey.”
“It looks a lot worse than it is.”
Scout raised an eyebrow as she observed the wound on the mech “You have a hole in your side….get to my workshop and I’ll fix up up real quick” She said, shaking her head slightly
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“Hello there,” Wheeljack greeted. He didn’t recognize the human, which made him curious and he wondered if she was one of Spike or Sparkplug’s friends.
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Placing the last bit of equipment on the shelf where it belonged, Wheeljack turned his full attention to Skyfire. “Ah it wasn’t anything too exciting or new,” he answered a grin in his voice. “I’m just trying to update some scanners to make sure we keep up with the Con’s tech.”
“What about you? You said you were working on a project?”
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“Hey there, Skyfire.” Wheeljack carefully set what he was working on down. “Did you need something?”
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“Okay,” Wheeljack’s helm fins flickered once before he reached out as best as he could to give Skydive a comforting pat. “If that’s what you want I’d be happy to go in with you.”

Silverbolt smiled slightly. “How could I say no?” He asked.
Skydive was relieved to hear that. He really didn’t want it to be just him and Ratchet. Would’ve resulted in an awkward and uncomfortable silence, since the bookworm doesn’t really speak much.
“Let’s go on in then, and get you patched up” Wheeljack encouraged, knowing that standing around in the hallway wouldn’t help any of them.
“On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?”
Electric blue optics look at the engineer. He had no way of flying or transforming with mangled wings. “25.”
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“Okay.” Wheeljack of course would be happy enough to be tested if it came down to it. He then fell silent once more, not wanting to bother Aid while he was working.
sickness starters ❝Maybe you should sit down.❞
Everything’d been a bit fuzzy to begin with. It didn’t help that it felt like his helm was swimming. Might as well take Wheeljack’s advice and sit on the nearby chair.
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“Well wanting to be good is always a good start in my book,” Wheeljack chuckled, pausing only briefly before continuing on with the repairs. His optics narrowed thoughtfully then at Skywarp’s next question.
“We’d have to be careful but I don’t see any reason why you couldn’t end up meeting other bots, sometime.”
Carrying a bundle of supplies, Wheeljack cautiously enters the ship. "Skywarp? Hello?"
Skywarp groans a bit. Rolling over and yelping when he feel out of the berth
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Wheeljack followed, looking about the room with a curiosity only somewhat dulled by how tired he was. The berth he noted looked particularly inviting. “Thanks once again,” he stated gratefully, “this looks great.”
“yard sleeper”
Magnus wasn’t all that shocked–yet nonetheless annoyed to see wheeljack on his lawn asleep. Though, not the Wheeljack of his verse, it was still wheeljack. For some reason, it didn’t matter where he was, that one bot always managed to find him. Magnus sometimes wondered if that were a curse, or just the universe’s way to keep the commander in check. Regardless, there was still a sleeping mech on his lawn.
Magnus walked over with a drone like sigh before leaning over. “Excuse me…” he spoke up.
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“Alright,” Wheeljack cheerfully nodded. He could easily do that. “See you soon.”
“It looks a lot worse than it is.”
Scout raised an eyebrow as she observed the wound on the mech “You have a hole in your side….get to my workshop and I’ll fix up up real quick” She said, shaking her head slightly
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“Well,” Wheeljack explained. “I’ve already ran some basic tests, but I was hoping to start doing more detailed ones.”
🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking
“Yeah?” Came her groan. Behind that door was a certain medic who’s going to sit up groggily. You have badgered a sleeping medic. An atrocity of the worst calibur. How could you! (-winkyface xP)
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Curiosity and concern warring within him, Jack nodded, making sure that his tone was sincere. “I promise I won’t tell anybody. You can trust me.”
He then gave her a warm reassuring smile. “You don’t have to show me though if you aren’t comfortable about it.”
“If I’m going to trust you, then that means trusting you with my secret,” she said, looking away. Without warning, a light surrounded the girl and she transformed to her ghost side, complete with white hair and green eyes. This is what she wanted to keep hidden from everyone else.
“I’m a clone,” she admitted once the light disappeared and she was in her ghost form. “I was created by Vlad Masters last year, all because he wanted the perfect son. Thanks to my third cousin once removed Danny Fenton, I was stabilized when Vlad tried to get rid of me. Both Vlad and Danny are half ghosts, like me.”

Jack gasped as she changed, his eyes widening. He remained where he was though and didn’t try to get away from her. In fact after a moment to recover he leaned forward interest showing clearly on his features. He had seen some strange things during his life but nothing quite like this.
“Clone?” he repeated, tilting his head slightly. “Half-ghost?”
Were such things even possible?
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Wheeljack looked up from where he was attempting to repair an outdoor generator. “Hello?”
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Not recognizing the newcomer Wheeljack nevertheless looks at him with more curiosity than suspicion. “Hello? Are you lost? Because you’re not really supposed to be in here.”
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