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[The feed comes on as Breakdown drives up to his and Knock Out's place. Knock Out is waiting out front, and it looks like Sam is sitting in Breakdown's cab. Instead of politely opening the door for Sam, Breakdown is a total aft and just transforms around her.]

[Knock Out had just been chillin' all chill and stuff, taking a sip from an energon cube when Breakdown rolled up. He started waving a greeting, but as soon as Breakdown transformed with A TINY PERSON inside of himself that wave turned into a kind of stupid looking flail and he choked on his energon for a second before just spitting it out. And then the yelling.]

PppPPTHHBREAKDOWN THERE'S SOMEONE IN YOU!!

[And some more yelling. Coming from inside Breakdown, it's a little muffled, but the words are clear enough, partially due to the volume with which Sam shouts.] What the shit!?

[Despite shouting, she doesn't sound distressed.  Surprised? Yes, but not distressed.]

[Breakdown just looks smugly amused.] She's fine, Doc Knock. Right, Sam?

Yeah. [There's a pause, and then Sam speaks again, her grin unseen but audible.] Hey... you ever see that movie Alien?

[Since it sounds like Sam isn't squished, Knock Out relaxes. Well first he rubs at his face because GodDAMN you guys are going to give him a heart attack. Spark attack. Whatever. But then he relaxes.]

Alien? I think I made Breakdown watch that one with me. Why?


[Oh, Breakdown gets an ornery grin on his face then, shifting his chestplates, he makes an opening in his chest for Sam to see out. He even puts a hand up so she can crawl out.]

[Rather than climb out of the cavity in Breakdown's chest, Sam pops out partway, holding her hands clawed at shoulder height and hissing. It's her best imitation of a chestburster---and ought've been expected.]

[Oooh Sam, this is why you're Knock Out's favorite human. It takes him a second to get it, but when he does, HOOO BOY. He starts laughing his shiny little ass off. BRAVO, he is quite impressed]

[Breakdown cracks up too, doubling over and dumping Sam into his waiting hand.  Yup, this is why he likes this human.]

[There's an inarticulate noise of dismay from Sam as she tumbles onto that hand, but she rolls onto her back to give the bots a thumbs-up.] I couldn't not, y'know?

[And so the feed ends, leaving the three of them laughing together.]


((ooc: Knock Out, Breakdown, Sam.  Responses open to all.))

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[The feed comes on for only a moment.  Just long enough for the image to linger on three mechs sharing a berth.  Breakdown in the middle, Knock Out snuggled up on his right, and Jetstorm tucked to his left side.  Nothing amazing or flashy, just three cuddle bugs sawing logs together.  Aren't they cute?]

[The drone thought so, and thought everyone should know.  Hope you enjoyed, as the traitorous little drone is going to shut off the feed and flee the room before they wake and take offense to this breach.]
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[Breakdown seems to be just poking around, exploring a bit...it’s better than thinking about that...that...imposter that looked like Knock Out.  He’d pounded the interloper to scrap just before he...it...whatever...vanished entirely.  That was strange, but whatever, it wasn’t Knock Out.  Now he was just poking around to try to distract himself.]

[And this...wasn’t what he was expecting to find.  He was being nosy and peeking in random doors he passed in whatever building he was currently in.  And he’d found something in this one.]

[He steps up to the green and white bot slumped on the floor.  Anyone who knows Gunmax will know that the biker cop isn’t doing so well.]

[And now people will get to see the “gentle nurse” side of Breakdown as he steps over to check the guy out.  In the end he just ends up lifting Gunmax up a bit and pouring some energon into him.  Just enough to put a little fuel in his tanks.  Once he’s done that he’s gonna pick Gunmax up and sling the bot over his shoulder.]

[The drone bounces after the two as and cuts the feed as Breakdown heads down the hall.]

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[Breakdown’s drone betrays him, turning on to show him by a pot at the end of a rainbow...there’s a little man...creature...thing in one large hand and they seem to be talking. The drone is too far away to pick up what they’re saying, though.]

[But then a smaller red Cybertronian steps into view, seeming to step from behind the drone.]

Breakdown! Where the scrap are we?

[Breakdown jumps!, dropping the creature as he turns to look at the speeker.]

Knock Out! [He gapes a moment....and then smiles] Ha! It worked! It actually worked!

[Knock Out looks irritated as he steps up to glower up at Breakdown.]

What worked? You’re making no sense!

[Even with Knock Out clearly upset with him, Breakdown can’t get the grin off his face.]

Nothin’, don’t worry about it. You’re on Cybertron now...

[Never even noticing that his drone is recording, Breakdown slips an arm around Knock Out’s shoulders and starts to lead him away, clearly explaining what’s going on to the smaller red mech. The drone bobs a moment before following after, cutting the feed before getting close enough to overhear again.]


((ooc: Blue is Breakdown and Red is Knock Out. Obviously Knock Out is the product of a wish made. Poor Breakdown is going to be so mad when this turns bad next week. ;-;))

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[Breakdown has not been spared from the ram's horns.  He even has goat ears sticking from the side of his head.  They twitch now and then, and he's clearly trying to ignore them.  He seems to be walking around the city, randomly plucking cards from the air when one looks big enough that he can catch it and read it.  They're just so...lame.  But they're amusing.]

[He looks over at his drone and realizes it's recording.] Hey, I didn't say to do that.

[He swipes at the drone, only for it to swoop out of reach.  [Ah well, he wasn't really trying to damage his drone anyway...though he does brush a subconscious hand over one curled horn, ears just about flapping with embarrassment.]

C'mon, turn it off.

Woo.  O.K.

[And the drone turns off the feed.]

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[The little drone is looking down on a rather beat up looking blue mech.  His red faceplate is marred by a huge hole where his left optic should be.  The mists are still fading around him.  After a moment his limbs twitch, and then he's surging upright and to his feet with a roar.]

[He stops, completely shocked by his surroundings.  He's among graves.  Simple stones marked with names ranging from clearly Cybertronian to more Human.  Turning a slow circle he spots the drone and frowns.]

What the scrap is going on here?

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