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“Why these of course!”

And he produces an empty cube with several giant desert centipedes wriggling around angry within it.

Greetings, Smokescreen! We Autobots have to stick together, so I have cobbled together a weapon to defeat Soundwave with! Behold! The Centipult! It fires centipedes at your target! We shall escalate this conflict into oblivion!

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The what

... What are centipedes?

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Greetings!

Perhaps you need some cleaning droids! I can fabricate something for you!

This particular design has only turned on its’ master 1 out of 20 times!

willnotgogently​:

If you had a clean suite to begin with, you wouldn’t have such difficulties with the tiny organic things rustling about. All you’d have to do is turn a pressure hose on the floor and sweep them outside with the water.

I try to clean it! It just- it doesn’t stay clean very long, and I don’t know what to do about it! I don’t know how bots can keep stuff clean and organized 24/7.

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“Hm! ...Perhaps you could hybridize the two!” Wheeljack states. “You may be able to achieve a higher top speed and stability with the Jetpack and the coils working in unison!” He says. A strange little monocle appears over his right eye, as he scans the designs, before he shoots a hologram onto the ground, showing the schematics in three dimensions. “See- What we could do...” He makes a few gestures, re-tweaking the design a bit.

“Move to Graphene based batteries on the pack, this will make them smaller while also reducing charge times, and maintaining a similar charge level. Then, replace the fuel-based jetpack with an ion-engine based system. That way you can increase your mobility doubly-so!”

Smart bot, this one. “Ahah- though, far be it from me to dictate a design to another inventor, I apologize if I’ve overstepped my bounds.”

Kup sees the explosive mech then walks over picking up an explosive child and drops infront of him then walks away, (kups war stories-> punts over to tiny-mighty-wrecker)

“...” Wheeljack looks down at the small one, then back up and around. “I appear to have gained a small biped.” He says with an exaggerated gesture.

It appears he has no idea what to do with this tiny biped.

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That got his attention! He is now crouching down. “Powered armor? What a novel idea to increase humanoid durability!” He says, excitedly. “How far along is this technology? What do your designs look like?”

Right now he’s a very large kid in a candy store.

Kup sees the explosive mech then walks over picking up an explosive child and drops infront of him then walks away, (kups war stories-> punts over to tiny-mighty-wrecker)

“...” Wheeljack looks down at the small one, then back up and around. “I appear to have gained a small biped.” He says with an exaggerated gesture.

It appears he has no idea what to do with this tiny biped.

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“I am Wheeljack!” He answers. “I have no idea who Joaan is. I also have no idea what a Christmas is!” He offers his large, oversized hand. “The Goggles are actually doing something, I see!”

Kup sees the explosive mech then walks over picking up an explosive child and drops infront of him then walks away, (kups war stories-> punts over to tiny-mighty-wrecker)

“...” Wheeljack looks down at the small one, then back up and around. “I appear to have gained a small biped.” He says with an exaggerated gesture.

It appears he has no idea what to do with this tiny biped.

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Kup sees the explosive mech then walks over picking up an explosive child and drops infront of him then walks away, (kups war stories-> punts over to tiny-mighty-wrecker)

“...” Wheeljack looks down at the small one, then back up and around. “I appear to have gained a small biped.” He says with an exaggerated gesture.

It appears he has no idea what to do with this tiny biped.

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///OOC- Yip

Reblog if you’re comfortable with:

Roleplaying with OC’s.

Roleplaying with Crossovers.

Roleplaying with Duplicates.

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“Not well, I have determined what the chemical and elemental makeup consists of for the most part, however there is a missing element that I cannot find any reference to on either the Earthern or Cybertronian periodic tables.” Wheeljack says, slightly defeatedly. “A binding element- the part of Energon that actually makes it an energy source rather than technological goop.”

Ah, greetings, fellow Cybertronian! It is nice to see more of our kind out and about...I apologize if you know me, I'm having some trouble remembering everyone I've interacted with. Faces, paintjobs, blend together. I also might've accidentally deleted my memories of you. Sorry about that.

“Oh it’s fine dude, I have no idea who you are. Name’s Rodimus Prime. You?”

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“I’ll translate!” Wheeljack pauses for a moment. “I wish to manufacture true, pure, undiluted Energon. The same sort that you would’ve found on old Cybertron before the war, and when it was plenty!”

Ah, greetings, fellow Cybertronian! It is nice to see more of our kind out and about...I apologize if you know me, I'm having some trouble remembering everyone I've interacted with. Faces, paintjobs, blend together. I also might've accidentally deleted my memories of you. Sorry about that.

“Oh it’s fine dude, I have no idea who you are. Name’s Rodimus Prime. You?”

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Truly? Hm! This requires more investigation! Perhaps we should begin- what is called- a stakeout at one of these film studios to see the truth!

Watching Friday the 13th.

Primus, it’s amazing how much violent content they can get away with when it’s done to Humans. Imagine how much they’d restrict this content on Cybertron if it was Cybertronian gore. Ick.

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“Unfortunate...I had hoped to gain insights as to the missing elemental makeup of Energon.” Wheeljack states. “It appears I will have to continue my search elsewhere.” He looks up toward Rodimus.

Ah, greetings, fellow Cybertronian! It is nice to see more of our kind out and about...I apologize if you know me, I'm having some trouble remembering everyone I've interacted with. Faces, paintjobs, blend together. I also might've accidentally deleted my memories of you. Sorry about that.

“Oh it’s fine dude, I have no idea who you are. Name’s Rodimus Prime. You?”

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“Oh. That’s unfortunate...” Wheeljack frowns. “I had hoped that I could study the remnants, or the device in its’ entirety.” He states. “Where else am I going to find the essense of Primus then. Hrm...”

Ah, greetings, fellow Cybertronian! It is nice to see more of our kind out and about...I apologize if you know me, I'm having some trouble remembering everyone I've interacted with. Faces, paintjobs, blend together. I also might've accidentally deleted my memories of you. Sorry about that.

“Oh it’s fine dude, I have no idea who you are. Name’s Rodimus Prime. You?”

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“...” Wheeljack brings a hand up to where his mouth *would* be if not for the plating on his face. “Have you attempted welding?”

Ah, greetings, fellow Cybertronian! It is nice to see more of our kind out and about...I apologize if you know me, I'm having some trouble remembering everyone I've interacted with. Faces, paintjobs, blend together. I also might've accidentally deleted my memories of you. Sorry about that.

"Oh it's fine dude, I have no idea who you are. Name's Rodimus Prime. You?"

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“I am Wheeljack, Cybertronian refugee and Generalist Scientist. Pleased to meet you!” Wheeljack glances up and down at this individuals’ paint job. “...Wait hold on- did you say ‘Prime’? That’s a rare title to hold indeed!”

Ah, greetings, fellow Cybertronian! It is nice to see more of our kind out and about...I apologize if you know me, I'm having some trouble remembering everyone I've interacted with. Faces, paintjobs, blend together. I also might've accidentally deleted my memories of you. Sorry about that.

"Oh it's fine dude, I have no idea who you are. Name's Rodimus Prime. You?"

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I read the bio and I said "Ah yes! It is I, Organic Meatbag!" out loud. Thank you. I honestly needed to say these words out loud.

You are welcome, gray-faced person!

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A realization

Recent incarnations of Starscream only appear to be screaming 20% of the time. Which would mean that 80% of the time, Starscream’s entire existence is a lie.

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Decisions cannot be inherently good or bad!

As you cannot know what the outcome is until you do it!

I should know, I’ve had to rebuild my own frame six times!

"We are all full of uncountable shenanigans and bad decisions, it would seem."