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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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Calling dibs on the first slot after you've finished modding your own! Assuming you wouldn't mind modding mine, and assuming we can settle an IOU or something for the favour. I should probably mention that there's not really much by way of a monetary system here, since there's enough of everything essential to go around.

Tell him he was highly recommended on account of the theatre and stree'doo; he'll probably laugh.

Yeah people can pay me in IOUs. Like if I ever have to move or something, they can help carry all my stuff.

I totally will

[There's an amused noise from Sam---she's been there, done that, and is still glad to have friends capable of handing her furniture through a third-story window.]

I won't be a whole lot of help on that front, but I'm sure we'll figure something out.

Well uh.. you can help me detail the drones! You're probably really little so you could probably reach everywhere on the drones.

Compared to your average Cybertronian? Oh yeah. I stand five-foot-six in sock feet... and am excited to be on-board! This sounds like a really fun project; you got yourself a deal!

How tall are you? And are you cool with switching over to video? I want to be able to recognize you to say hey when I spot you in the city.

Me? I'm about like... twenty five feet tall? Here lemme show you-

[And the feed opens up to show a mech with no face! Just a yellow visor where a face would be, all white and blue and yellow]

[Okay, that is neat.]

Thank you! And since fair's fair...

[Sam opens the feed for her end and is consequently revealed to be a young woman with a lot of sheet music tattoed onto her.]

Wow look at all those notes! Can you like... are they- Can you play them? Like if I strung them all together would it be good?

[Okay, she can't help but grin. Best reaction!]

If you strung them all together, it would be a weird mix. I've got a lot of different songs on me. Like, [she lifts a hand to indicate her neck, revealing her right's tattooed, too, from her fingers to the fold of her elbow.} If You Got It Flaunt It, Rebel Yell, and O Canada making up most of this.

I wonder if I could mash them up... Maybe make a nice mix out of it.

Those three, or mash'em all up?

Just those three, too many songs and it just gets weird and ugly

In that case, I can offer you the files for each except O Canada.

I could just read the notes for that last one on you.

Easiest option and you'll have ample opportunity, since we are gonna have to hang out sometime---sometime soon.

Yeah sure! We should definitely do that soon, as soon as possible!

I'm not up to much right now...

S-so... you.. wanna meet or something?

Sure! Are you gonna be okay with the Gateways? I ask cause unless you really want to look around the farm some more, you should meet me at the Gateway nearest the hospital, up in the Northwest.

[Grass is exciting? Fruit trees are exciting? Full-on forest is gonna get a great reaction.]

Yeah, okay. I can do that. I got the coordinates, I'll uh... meet you there! Okay? Um... just stand somewhere where I can see you. Like maybe on top of the building.

How about this; if I get there first---which I probably won't---I'll just wait near the Gateway so that you won't miss me.

Okay sweet, so I'll uh... well you can see me! I'm hard to miss.

Yeah, you tall dudes tend to stick out. So, I'll see you soon.

[The feed cuts! And in spite of arriving on her stree'doo, Sam---helmeted, but immediately recognizable on account of her shirt and ink---comes through the Gateway maybe fifteen minutes later.]

[Sure enough, he's already there, bright white, sky blue and yellow, impossible to miss. He's checking out the hospital, readouts flying across the visor as he peers into the windows]

[While Soundwave's snooping about, Sam's just gonna park, (far enough from the Gateway to be sure no Cybertronian will come through and trip over her ride,) stand, and stow her helmet.]

Hey! How's shakes?

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