Waspinator: Waspinator Terrorize |
Terrorsaur: Megatron is scrap. Yes. I'm your leader now. Does anyone want to argue about it? Scorponok: Nope! Waspinator: Not me! Tarantulas: Nononono. |
Waspinator: One day Megatron see Waspinator as true leader of Predacons. |
Waspinator: Waspinator sick of taking orders. Waspinator is greatest of Predacons. Waspinator rules. *laughs* |
Terrorsaur: Ah. Stop slobbering on me, Tarantulas. Tarantulas: I am feasting. Waspinator: Give Waspinator more room. Tarantulas is fat enough all ready. Tarantulas: If Waspinator doesn't stop cuddling like a stuff toy when he sleeps, I'll eat him as well. Waspinator: I'll like to see you try. *Waspinator and Tarantulas start to fight* Terrorsaur: You all make me sick. I can't stand this any longer Megatron. I've gotta get out! |
Waspinator: *makes funny noises* Destroy all auto-bots-bot-bots-bots *makes more funny noises*. Megatron: Waspinator, what are you buzzing about!? Waspinator: Waspinator? Negative-negative-negative. I am Shrapnel, Decepticon her-o-o-o-o. Blackarachnia: Shrapnel? That's a Decepticon from the Great War three centuries ago. He's wacko. Waspinator: Wacko? No. Wonko. Wonko the sane! *punches his own head* |
Megatron: Idiot! What have you done!? Waspinator: The idiot does not responded. Idiot is cozzzmotose. |
Waspinator: Pterodactyl idiot! |
Waspinator: Waspinator hate bird-bot. |
Megatron: Quickly! Damage Report! Waspinator: Moderate. Waspinator in pain, but still functional. Megatron: Not you imbecile. The COMPUTER!! |
Waspinator: Waspinator have a headache in his whole body. |
Waspinator: Not fair. Waspinator always get slag assignments. Megatron: May I remind Waspinator that the current cease fire applies only reference to Maximals. Waspinator: Waspinator go. |
Waspinator: Waspinator thinks area is secure enough. |
Waspinator: Cat-bot cannot fly... |
Waspinator: Oh sure. Don't mind Waspinator. Waspinator just lie here and suffer. Drag himself to CR tank. Not fair. Everyone's always picking on me. |
Megatron: Waspinator, salvage Inferno. Waspinator: Ooooo Inferno blow up; Waspinator must salvage. Waspinator blow up; nobody salvage, ooooo. Why universe hate Waspinator? |
Waspinator: Waspinator having good day. Not yet shot once. |
Waspinator: Waspinator, One. Doggie bot, zippo. |
Waspinator: Waspinator sees helpless target. O happy day. |
Waspinator: Waspinator to Megatron. Waspinator has female fleshy bot, but their is problem. Megatron: She better not be injured. Waspinator: No. She injuring Waspinator. Megatron: Ah, situation normal then. |
Waspinator: Waspinator want to re-negotiate contract. |
Waspinator: Waspinator down with that. |
Waspinator: Oh Megatron. What should we do? What should we do? Megatron: Abandon base. |
Waspinator: Oh. Waspinator like defense. A little more defense, and maybe Waspinator not get blown up all the time. |
Waspinator: At least this time Waspinator has company *fades*. |
Inferno: All we need is a new colony, and I shall find it. Waspinator: Ant-bot not find own thorax with both hands and a road map. |
Inferno: That will be our new colony. Quickstrike: Eeeeewww. I don't wanna move in there. It got all 'em hairy critters in it. Unless.. unless you mean wez gonna slag. Oh, oh please tell me that's what your plannin'!? Inferno: The royalty demands a new colony. And we shall take it. By force. Quickstrike: Yeah hoo! Now your talking. Howz about it bug boy? You ready to rip? Waspinator: No. Quickstrike: What!? Inferno: But the royalty commands! Waspinator: I said no! Dragon bot command you sub-commander kiss butt. Dragon bot not command Waspinator! Not any more! Waspinator sick of being evil! Sick of being Predacon! And Waspinator sick of being blow to scrap all the time! Soooooo, Waspinator quit! As of now, which means Ant-bot and two head just can pucker up there mandibles and plant big wet juicy ones right here on Waspinator's big, fat, stripy... *gets blown to scrap* |
Waspinator: Waspinator happy at last. |
Waspinator: That means spider-bot not go steady with Waspinator? |
Blackarachnia: But how did you? We left you on pre-historic Earth. Waspinator: Yessss. Waspinator had plans. Fleshy-bots worship Waspinator, day in, day out. Waspinator, bored. Fleshy-bots plead Waspinator not go, but Waspinator miss Cybertron. Took forever, but WAY worth it. Now Waspinator cool biker bot. Hardly ever get blown up and, chick-bot dig bruting loner bit. |
Waspinator: Glitch. Just when Waspinator making move on spider-bot. |