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Bumblebee ([personal profile] proveyourmetal) wrote in [community profile] themainframe2014-01-18 10:03 pm

[Video // Second Transformation]

[For all you night owls out there, Vanguard decides that now (just five minutes past midnight in an abandoned house at the edge of HospiTown) is the perfect time to voice his displeasure.:]

As you are all my witness, there is nothing here, there's no such things as ghosts, and if this rickety old house comes crashing down on our heads, it's Bumblebee's fault.

[Bumblebee shines his flashlight back at Vanguard and the D-terminal with an amused smile, Vanguard gives an indignant scoff.]

I'm not scared. I'm annoyed


[Bumblebee laughs silently, patting Vanguard as he moves past. Vanguard murmurs irately and paws his impeccably groomed mane back into place. Ghosts may not exist, but Digimon ghost types certainly exist. Even the small ones are a pain to deal with, dispatched with a good fireball. But the higher level ones? Best to stay away from those altogether.]

Can we just go now?

[Bee sighs. Fine, they can head home, if that's what he wants. Of course, that's when the camera catches a glimpse of something: moonlight pouring in from a window flickers on the wall behind him, like a shadow dashing across the light. Floorboards in the distance give off a terrible groan, wood creaking under something's weight. The orb of light from Bumblebee's flashlight creeps down the long, dark corridor. The beam hardly penetrates the stifling darkness to reveal a room at the end of the hallway, its door half fallen off its hinges.]

[The D-terminal's camera starts to shake from unsteady hands. And as camera focuses, two slivers of light stare back at them. Soft mumbling carries down the hallway as the D-terminal's shaking intensifies.]

[Bumblebee, stricken more with curiosity and wariness than fear, takes a tentative step forward. Bewildered, Vanguard snatches Bumblebee's sleeve]


What're you doing-!?

[As if in response to the noise, the two slivers of eyes disappear into the dark. A voice that is neither Bumblebee's nor Vanguard's hisses vehemently right next to the D-terminal:]

-can't take it from me!

[The inhuman noise that comes from Vanguard is so panicked and high pitched, it's practically comical. His flailing knocks the flashlight from Bee's hand, and the D-Terminal goes sailing with it. Both hit the ground with a clatter.]

[The last thing the feed picks up is the sound of rapid footsteps in the dark. The feed cuts.]
wheeljackofalltrades: (Sorry sir that's bullshit.)

[Audio]

[personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades 2014-01-20 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Kid?

[Well, that wasn't foreboding.]

The scrap was that???
wheeljackofalltrades: (blaster fire's getting closer)

Forever Audio (until action)

[personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades 2014-01-21 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Then...who's there, kid.


Some kinda...digithing?
wheeljackofalltrades: (Hey...whatcha guys doin'?)

[personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades 2014-01-21 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
And you wanna...talk back.

[That tone, it's like he's pegging you for crazy, Bee.

He's not going to say it--oh who is he kidding.]


Yannow you're mute, right.
wheeljackofalltrades: (Bitch don't even start with me)

[personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades 2014-01-21 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Don't worry, Bumblebee, he deserved that.]

Just makin' sure.

...

What, think I'm lettin' ya go after a Digithing without backup?

[You know, not that he cares.]
wheeljackofalltrades: (I'm proud of you kid.)

[personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades 2014-01-21 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Hey, you guys rub off on him, he rubs off on you.

At least, that's how it seems to work with Team Primelings.]


Heh, so ya remember.


Technically, you're the one callin' for backup, yeah? I'm just answerin'.
wheeljackofalltrades: (let's blow shit up!)

[personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades 2014-01-21 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maybe it was the crisis at hand, or the fact that Wheeljack hadn't had a reason to give the Scout a second look.

Maybe he'd been wrong in that area. But that wasn't important now. A smirk trails across his lips (not that Bee can see)]


That'd help. Don't wanna play hide-n-seek for a Bee in a scrapyard.
wheeljackofalltrades: (Lone wolf.)

[personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades 2014-01-23 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ah, there they are. Storing them mentally, he can't help but smirk at the screen.]

Ya never know with me, kid. Ya never know.

[The feed clicks off as he heads to the location Bee provided. He can't say an old abandoned house was something he'd expect to be busting into tonight, but...

It was fun, doing things impromptu like this.]
wheeljackofalltrades: (What do I stand for?)

[personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades 2014-01-27 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
[You sassy little bee.

An abandoned house, huh. Wheeljack wasn't the type to believe in ghosts, or even anything having to do with the afterlife, so there's nothing to really make him take a double look.

His digimon, however, aren't so steeled (lol pun) as they practically cling to his legs, shaking like scared puppies.]


Get off.

Oh yeah? You're not the one who's gonna do the fighting, buck-o!
wheeljackofalltrades: (That's not very impressive)

[personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades 2014-01-31 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
[When Wheeljack hears those footsteps, he stops, eyes immediately looking around for the source.

The Digimon only hold on tighter, eyes as wide as dinner plates.]


Go check it out, Wheeljack....


Fine.

[His legs start to move again, only causing the Digimon to cling tighter.]

No wait! I changed my mind!