Cheetor: Talk about your crispy ice cold slag. |
Optimus: That's just prime. Rattrap: Or what's left of him anyway. |
Silverbolt: *weeping* Blackarachnia. NOOOO *howls*. Rattrap: Where's my cyberviolin? Rhinox: Very touching Silverbolt, but she's just in stasis lock. Rattrap: Yeah, so if you can stop crushing her to your manly torso plate for awhile, let's say we start the repairs? Silverbolt: Uh,*clears throat* yes, very well. |
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