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[popculturecon]

Hey! Excuse me! Anyone on this line?

[This voice sounds... like you are talking to Guyman himself. Musical and modulated, and kind of sort of loud]

Since when did Cybertron have grass? Or... y'know still be here? The fact that it's still... I mean that it's not... y'know really... dead and stuff is sort of-

NO REALLY WHY IS THERE GRASS HERE?

[He sounds pretty disturbed by this]

Not that grass is bad! I like grass, it was great on earth, if... y'know anyone here has been there at all, but like- Is that a farm? ... There's a tiny farm he- Did anyone see the tiny farm? Oh my god, I have to get a picture of this no wait, hold on.

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[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[Yeah...and hope you never meet his Soundwave.]

Yeah. Don't worry about it. Oh, guess I should mention, we're not at war here, so no starting fights with any Autobots you see.

[Including his partner. Luckily, Knock Out doesn't wear a band, so...]

[popculturecon]

I won't start any fights if they don't, I promise. I'm uh... Well I'm not that great with it anyway, so that's... proooobably for the best?

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He looks surprised.]

Really? [Really!?]

Huh...

[popculturecon]

I'm kind of just the brains, alright? I got a sword at the start of the war, but I pretty much blew my entire like... first vorns just sort of hacking things for money and goofing off at the Academy.

I've only been in a fight a few times. I just sort of stay on the Nemesis.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Huh....well that's a difference I didn't expect.

[Seriously, the Soundwave he knows is probably one of the few that stands a smidgen of a chance in a fight against Megatron himself! Not that Soundwave would fight Megatron, too loyal, but still!]

[And look! They've reached a Gateway.] Anywhere, here's the Gateway. [Ignore Bulkhead's name written on the side of it.] You should be able to download a map and all the coordinate points for the most convenient areas there.

[popculturecon]

... He's a really good fighter, isn't he.

[FUCKING. He ignores Bulkhead's name, figuring he probably doesn't have anything to worry about if this one is from Breakdown's universe. He just goes to link up and download everything, his body language distinctly anxious]

... So... um... We found the Gateway, that's really awesome... D'you like... wanna... y'know just wander around or... get... something to drink or-

[yes this is social networking he's a pro]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[You poor kid... He smirks.]

Yeah, sure. We can head to the bar. C'mon.

[popculturecon]

Alright awesome! So like, you just pick anywhere, I don't care where.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He shrugs] Best bar is at the Hub. The one called "Your Place".

[He'll open up the Gateway to the hub and lead the way through.]

[popculturecon]

Okay so like... Is it just high grade or do they spice things up here or-

[Search your spark, Breakdown. Do you want someone with this attention span and this level of noise getting overcharged]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[Yeah, he's probably going to regret this.]

Whatever you want, kid. Just don't overdo it.

[popculturecon]

[Poor Breakdown]

I totally, totally won't don't worry, I know how to pace myself

[A BOLD LIE. He's in the bar in a second, looking for whatever is the best damn thing to have]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He'll be given a menu, and the volunteers are happy to answer questions regarding his choices. They'll bring him whatever he wants!]

[Breakdown gets his own fuel and will watch this youngling.]

[popculturecon]

[Remember that lie he lied where he lied that he knew how to pace himself?

that was a non-truth.

Though he chokes at first on the taste, he's trying very hard to impress Breakdown, who looks like he could drink anyone under the table.

pleaseletmebecool]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He's just gonna keep an optic on the youngbot. Don't overdo it, kid. He's going to enjoy his fuel, don't make him take away yours to cut you off, okay?]

[popculturecon]

[Okay no he's gonna try to be cool about the next one and not inhale it. Cool suave guy, here we go-

Spilled it.

Okay no get another, don't fuck up.

Yes it got in his mouth this time.

We are nailing this]

So uh... Is Knock Out here?

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[You're kind of pathetic, kid...and that's rather endearing...how weird.]

Yeah, he is. I doubt he's going to be what you expect. Red, cocky, finicky about his paint, mad scientist, medic... [shrugs]

[popculturecon]

[YOU WOULDN'T BE SAYING THIS IF THIS WAS A VIDEO GAME OR THE INTERNET]

So the... exact opposite of what I know about him. I guess I kinda expected that. I should still meet him sometime though, I mean. We are kinda on the same teamish, aren't we?

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[Shhhhh. You keep telling yourself that.]

...That's...a good question. Though I'm not sure our "teams" matter here...

Anyway, I'm sure you'll meet him.

[popculturecon]

So it's... kinda like before the war? Just relax and everything?

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

...Yeah...kinda. Or strange scrap happens here...

[popculturecon]

What kinda strange scrap?

[Goodbye, second high grade. Hello third high grade.

Nailing this so hard]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[Breakdown gives him a bit of a "really?" look when he takes the third cube. Breakdown is just finishing his first.]

All kinds. Fake people. Weird little bots tearing things up. People ending up with some weird...curse that turns things they touch into gold. Weird scrap. Only lasts for a short time, but yeah.

[popculturecon]

[If it isn't obvious, he's starting to sway a little too. Can't hold his drink at all]

Fake people... so like... doppelgangers and stuff? But that's... y'know that all happened already, so like... like it's not gonna happen again.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He's noticed....and is mentally shaking his head at the kid.]

Dunno. Just know it's happened, which means I have no idea what might happen next.