Entries tagged with [ou] krok

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I...

I ain't seen Ratchet around. In a while. I dunno... if that means anythin' to most of you here. But...

[But wow this is hard. And it sounds like it, from his tone.]

Us bots are down a medic. Could -- probably use a hand with that.

Maybe.

[He sounds like he wants to say something else, but cuts himself up, hanging up abruptly instead.]

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I've been somewhat out of the loop for a while. Health issues. Long story. I imagine everything I didn't keep track of in the interval is a long story of its own, too. What ended up happening with that candle business? Any information I'll miss on a scan back through the network archives? I'd appreciate if someone would share. And has anybody seen Misfire lately? Tall, chatty, fuchsia jet. Trust me, if you've met him, you know who I mean.

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... I know there's places where humans an' organics an' stuff can go get themselves a drink. But where's a bot supposed to go around here?

'Cause I dunno 'bout anybody else, but I could really go for gettin' tanked right about now.

[There's a pause, and a long, ragged sigh.]

...

Yeah. An' it sounds like we got another memory-meddler floatin' around. Or... did. So we should uh.

Probably talk about that.

[Wow Ironhide could you possibly sound less excited.]

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Well, now that things seem to be settling down somewhat.

I think it'd be nice if we did something pleasant for a change. I'm not really the best kind of person to plan this kind of thing, but it would be pleasant to arrange something nice for ourselves.

Especially since I finally think I have something "cream soda"-like composed for Cybertronian consumption.

( Private to Scavengers )

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Chromedome's dead.
I arrested his killer.
I'll be writing a full report of the entire incident.

( Private to Krok )

( Private to Misfire )

-- Ultra Magnus
Second-in-command of the Lost Light

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Okay, haha, joke's on Fulcrum. It's hilarious, really.

But seriously, I'd like to know where my stuff is. Y'know, what few belongings I have in this place anyway.

My flat's suddenly looking more vacant than usual. So, whoever's playing this little prank, you got me. You got me good. I applaud you. Now give it back.

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You know.

It's hard to take any of this seriously.

Here we are on an alien world, brought here because someone wants us to get cozy with others. I wonder why you'd want to have Cybertronians here in the first place, we're not exactly the most cuddleable bunch. We're sort of made of metal and you organics... aren't.

Anyway, if there are other Autobots out there, that'd be great.

Decepticons need not answer.

[Rude.]

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[The video quality is not the best, but communicubes sacrifice a little in the way of definition and colour to make room for more overall capability. So Krok looks rather pinkish-purple and grainy, but something close to three-dimensional. He also looks painfully awkward. He'd meant to do this days ago but got distracted.]

Er. My name is Krok. I'm a Decepticon from the planet Cybertron and I've only been here a short while. I've heard that there were others like me here before – other Cybertronians.

[He pauses here, seeming to mull over how to phrase things. He's a strategist and historian, not an orator.]

If you please, any information on them would be appreciated. If you've met them, or have images… you get the idea.

[Krok shifts his weight just a little to one side and the video winks out.]