10th shot fired [text -> audio]

[oneeyedterror]

ajdksjdksdjdkas

[Whoops, looks like someone is having issues with the Terminal device. But hey! It's clicks to audio and the voice is Whirl's but there is something more... Mechanical to it, and it seems a bit further away than usual too.]

Slagging hell. Claw friendly my backside.

We got any good medics around here, cause I need to know what to do when you can't feel your head or hands anymore.

[Of course anyone near the outskirts of town can spot Whirl as he is, 30+ foot tall robot he is, but for now he's going to try and turn the terminal off. Enjoy the sounds of claws scraping and clacking against it and failing to turn it off.]

Comments

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[The voice over the feed is frantic, almost worrisome.]

Oooooh no. Not YOU too!

[Audio]

[oneeyedterror]

Problem, You?

[He never got it turned off, so he's just gonna reply to whatever comes his way.

That and at the moment the device is sitting on his cockpit.]

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

More like MONDO problem! Uh...

[How does she explain this.]

Did you suddenly...get more robot?

[Audio]

[oneeyedterror]

Yes, actually I am very much more robot.

[A pause.]

Let me guess, Wheeljack's normal now too.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[This answer is about five times louder than it should be.]

YEAH! AND THE LOSER'S STUCK IN OUR HOUSING UNIT! ASLEEP!


We don't want to wake him, You...

[Audio]

[oneeyedterror]

...

...

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. that's it. Whirl is just.

Laughing.]