Everybot has their worth

Hello, designation is Wildcrash. I like to believe I'm an okay leader, though I'm always open for corrections. I always try to understand and lend a helping to my crew. I'm always open to opinions and suggestions you might want to sent my way. I'm usually a very patient bot, however I do have my limits. Ergh...Just try not to make me angry...I'm not nice when I'm angry. Other than that I'm good to get along!

[big-daddy-crash]

Going to the freak show!

[homocopter]

  "Hotel Sierra!" Bravobird exclaimed as she looked at the hologram. "I should have brought some drain cleaner…. you should have said something sooner. I don’t like working with people who bounce details like this. Even if they are unpredictable boogeys… would have liked to know so I could arm myself appropriately…" She was starting to get a BAD feeling about this mission now and was, somewhat, grateful for bringing Aurous along. 

[dulled-extravagance]

Aurous studied the hologram with a predatory glare. "Child’s play…" He muttered to himself. "I will strike them down with ease." He scoffed. these creatures seemed beneath him, but who was he to complain when there was finally something to fight?

[big-daddy-crash]

With a sigh Wildcrash rubs the back of his helm. "There is a weapons room in here, so pick what you want. If you need anything in specific we can make a stop." He looks over at Aurous blinking. "Don't underestimate them... They can be quite the trouble and they alert the other bots."

[big-daddy-crash]

Going to the freak show!

[homocopter]

  "Wilco." Bravobird said as she followed along with Wildcrash. "And just so you know, Shoes," She turned her head to address Aurous, "we’re supposed to be stealthy. And I guess he doesn’t want us killing anyone unless it was a last resort.” Although she intended to probably do it anyway. A dead enemy was not going to be a problem, unlike a incapacitated one that could become a problem.

[dulled-extravagance]

"…Stealthy I can do. I cannot guarantee the safety of those who will cause too much trouble, however." He didn’t feel too merciful today either. His lack of actual firing weaponry would make his kills rather quick and quiet however. "What exactly are we to expect, regarding our opposition?"

[big-daddy-crash]

Wildcrash tried to keep himself calm. He obviously wasn't expecting them to follow his instructions, he could only hope. Once he got the ship up and running he turned to them. "I can't really tell you...And it's not because it's some kind of big secret." It was. "But because the bots in here are pretty unpredictable but violent. They outnumber us easily. If we want to do this as quiet as possible. You got to avoid any trailfrights." He sighs and shows them a hologram, it consisted on a torso of a bot, with claws and sharp denta. "They are but a torso but move quickly and screech loudly. They don't talk, you can't reason with them. They are in the vents, so make sure you really are not spotted. I don't know how many of them are." 

[big-daddy-crash]

Going to the freak show!

[homocopter]

  Bravobird waved at him as she got closer. 

"So, this is the nugget I was referring to. Aurous. He’ll be my co-pilot here for this job… he’ll talk your audio off about how qualified he is." She made a dismissive gesture. As in, don’t make him start about how great a spearmen and whatever he is. 

[dulled-extravagance]

He sneered at Bravobirds remark, but then nodded towards Wildcrash. "I am indeed her…’co-pilot’. And I look forward to facing whatever awaits us on this mission." He stood proud and tall, brandishing his spear. 

[big-daddy-crash]

He didn't have to be told twice, he had dealt with those kind of bots. He did liked the show of pride he possessed. "Please to meet you, my designation is Wildcrash." He frowned a bit, hoping it didn't come to fighting their way out. "Well if you two follow me, I'll get us to our destination quickly. The ship we are breaking into ha a unpredictable pattern, don't want to miss it."  

[big-daddy-crash]

Going to the freak show!

Part of him was nudging him about this. This is a bad idea, a pretty bad one. Not because of where he was breaking into but the bots that were coming with him. Keeping the shuttle hidden while waiting for his guesses, he was beginning to regret this decision.  Maybe he should tell his team, maybe he could work with them but then he remembered they knew next to nothing about this and he wasn't allow to reveal it. Best action, get other bots just for muscle. With a sigh he spotted the two bots coming towards him. With a sigh, he smiled and waved at them. 

[big-daddy-crash]

I called this nugget of mine. Spooled up as Foxtrot to sink his fangs into some bandits. He'd be great muscle.

Very well...Hmmm...Do they need payment too?

[zielloos]

Please help! Comissions/Donations

SO you know how things can go from bad to worse? That’s exactly what happen to me. 

Aside from my bank fucking up, having a paycheck dance in limbo while my employer figures out exactly is wrong, I was arrested. 

Yes, for what? For a matter that was already resolve but the state I had the case against insist that it is not. I nearly wasted my savings with two lawyers back and ford for this matter to be solved so I could move on with my life. But no, a warrant was issue, I got stop couse apparently my sticker was out of date? Wrong? Something that didn’t even bother to be explained to me in detail, but I was taken into custody because of the warrant.

So I was in county jail for four days, awaiting for Missouri to pick me up. I could’ve been there for god knows how long if it wasn’t for my layer presenting paperwork and be being discharge with not even a sorry. But guess what? This is where it gets good. My car was towed, I need money to get it out of the pound, plus pounding fees, plus storage fees, AND on top of that fines that I have to pay and I didn’t know about. The bad thing about the storage fees is that they keep going up by each day. 

This is not even half of the fucked up situations concerning my financial status. I have rent coming due this month, I have no transportation to work and on top of that thanks to this fucking incident I lost my other job! Fucking great eh?

To put the cherry on top of this disastrous sunday, I currently found out both my granny and grampa have cancer and have 5-7 months to live. I can’t visit couse I don’t have the funds and I pretty much just would like to punch a wall.   

I’m taking commissions and for the love of god I’m pretty desperate because I’m willing to work out prices if they are too expensive with you. I will be streaming the commissions because I still have two I have to finish, now that I have the free time I will be able to work on top of my game on drawing them all. 

COMMISSION INFO

If you commission me sent payment to the Gofundme link instead of paypal so that way you can see the status and get updates on the situation.  Info for the commission be sent to my email @ [email protected] with the subject commission and what you want. 

ALSO MY GOFUNDME WHICH EXPLAINS MORE ABOUT THE MATTER.

If you need proof I am more than willing to post bills to show the money is being use for what I need and not you know, thinking I’m just going to expend it on fancy things or none-essential things. 

I barely ever rely on this, ever, but this is a tough time and I have no other ways. I can’t rely on family because aside from my grands to be in the hospital most of them are struggling financially too. Friends here had helped me enough with taking care of matters while I was locked up and letting others know what was going on. 

Please anything a dollar, doesn’t matter please help me out! I will draw you a sketch for a dollar if you donate. And if you can’t, have this spread around as much as possible. 

Thank you! 

-Ziel

[wavelength-frequencies]

Wavey we need to talk

Yes? Is something wrong…?

[big-daddy-crash]

[He’s seen this before, one too many times. She should know it doesn’t work on him. Of course when she and Houston unite to make the puppy optics at him.]Well young femme. You do know which friends. 

[wavelength-frequencies]

[She’s incredibly nervous, but at the same time she actually doesn’t know which friends he could be referring to. Juke? Wobble? Dreadnaught is definitely out ….Not Skywarp, right?]

…..No, I d-don’t! Why are you asking me now…?

[She starts trembling a little bit. She’d crack soon.]

[big-daddy-crash]

Really? [He crosses his arms.] So care to explain being in your room? Hiding marks? Flowers? [Now he just throwing out stuff and hoping he hits home somehow.]

[wavelength-frequencies]

Wavey we need to talk

Yes? Is something wrong…?

[big-daddy-crash]

Well…I know you been out making friends…But some of them don’t seem to sit well…

[wavelength-frequencies]

…!! [She looks worried.] Wh-what do you mean…?

[big-daddy-crash]

Well…I’ve been checking on some of your friends. And, Wavelength. [Oh no full name.] I think we both know what I’m talking about. [He really doesn’t, this is his way of getting Wavey to admit and spill.]

[wavelength-frequencies]

!! [Slag, the full-name drop! She casts her optics down, but doesn’t crack just yet.]

I-I… I don’t know who you’re talking about…. I h-have a lot of friends, after all… [Fidgets nervously.]

[big-daddy-crash]

[He's seen this before, one too many times. She should know it doesn't work on him. Of course when she and Houston unite to make the puppy optics at him.]Well young femme. You do know which friends. 

[wavelength-frequencies]

Wavey we need to talk

Yes? Is something wrong…?

[big-daddy-crash]

Well…I know you been out making friends…But some of them don’t seem to sit well…

[wavelength-frequencies]

…!! [She looks worried.] Wh-what do you mean…?

[big-daddy-crash]

Well...I've been checking on some of your friends. And, Wavelength. [Oh no full name.] I think we both know what I'm talking about. [He really doesn't, this is his way of getting Wavey to admit and spill.]

[big-daddy-crash]

  "Thanks…It’s what I used to call someone…" He smiles at the shuttle. "Really dear to me…" He shakes his helm and looks over at her. "You will get your payment, and if worse comes to worse, shoot to kill."

[homocopter]

"Rodger that!" Shoot to kill, that was an easy order. "Only maiming boogeys and disabling. Easy!" 

[big-daddy-crash]

"Alright then, hop in and let's go. THe ride might be boring but I will let you know when we get there." He stands on the ramp waiting for her to get in first.  Which after such he goes in himself to get the shuttle off towards their destination. 

[wavelength-frequencies]

Wavey we need to talk

Yes? Is something wrong…?

[big-daddy-crash]

Well...I know you been out making friends...But some of them don't seem to sit well...

[thatsweetbeat]

[Ping]<> [doesn't realize he's calling the wrong bot by accident]

« Uh—hey. I think you have the wrong frequency, sir. Here’s Houston’s frequency. »

[Ping.]

[big-daddy-crash]

«We still are. Houston…I don’t now what’s going on with Houston, he talks to Nightgear more now than he does me..» [He frowns a bit]

«Pyper usually does her own thing, Wavelength seems to be making lots of friends. I’m glad but also worry that some…Might not be too good for her. And Nightgear…Well she seems to have close up herself again for some reason…» [He releases a sigh] «.How about your crew? ..How is your brother doing?»

[thatsweetbeat]

Beatbox won’t say it, but he misses Houston.

« Soundtrack is fine. He’s faring well—he’s not on vacation with me, he’s still on earth with his boo. »

[big-daddy-crash]

<Oh that's...Good.>>[He frowns a bit, he has no idea that he is not referring to a certain cyclops. Being busy and all he barely keep up with what was going on around him. Regardless he shakes his helm and smiles, though not whole hearty.] <<I'm happy he's doing well!>>

<<I should really go out for a bit.>>

[big-daddy-crash]

  "Uh…It’s a bit classified…But I will need you to be both muscle and guard." He looks over at her. "But I would like to do this as quiet as possible too."  He activates the ramp to the shuttle, looks a bit rusty but it sure still runs. "Come aboard Bella, Bella is the shuttle by the way"

[homocopter]

"Bella? Interesting Callsign…" So secret but needed there to scrap someone… she was definitely glad she grabbed her EMP grenade. "Well I don’t care what you do for this job. Just wanted to know what you need ME for. As long as I get my payment, I could be helping you break into Trypticon." Which was sort of true. It would have to be pretty high payment though.

[big-daddy-crash]

"Thanks...It's what I used to call someone..." He smiles at the shuttle. "Really dear to me..." He shakes his helm and looks over at her. "You will get your payment, and if worse comes to worse, shoot to kill."

[thatsweetbeat]

[Ping]<> [doesn't realize he's calling the wrong bot by accident]

« Uh—hey. I think you have the wrong frequency, sir. Here’s Houston’s frequency. »

[Ping.]

[big-daddy-crash]

«Ahh…Vacation sounds good about now.» 

«War being over and all, work is not. Treats still lurk and the safety of my crew is a must. If said crew could droop me a line every now and then to let me know what they’re up to.» [He chuckles]

[thatsweetbeat]

« Haha. I haven’t heard anything from your crew in a long time. I was wondering if you guys were still even on Earth. »

[big-daddy-crash]

<<We still are. Houston...I don't now what's going on with Houston, he talks to Nightgear more now than he does me..>> [He frowns a bit]

<<Pyper usually does her own thing, Wavelength seems to be making lots of friends. I'm glad but also worry that some...Might not be too good for her. And Nightgear...Well she seems to have close up herself again for some reason...>> [He releases a sigh] <<.How about your crew? ..How is your brother doing?>>

[big-daddy-crash]

  He smiles upon seeing her so excited. He checks himself to make sure he has everything he needs. “Oh yes follow me.” He motions for her to follow him closely. But also being wary about the other femme. Due to certain meetings he had with Swiper, it has become reflex to look behind his back. That dirty thief. 

[homocopter]

"Wilco!" She follows along, rotors fluttering in excitement before they settle back down. "So why are we breaking into this bird. Really, just wondering, what you need from me. Am I muscle, do I need to stand guard?"

[big-daddy-crash]

"Uh...It's a bit classified...But I will need you to be both muscle and guard." He looks over at her. "But I would like to do this as quiet as possible too."  He activates the ramp to the shuttle, looks a bit rusty but it sure still runs. "Come aboard Bella, Bella is the shuttle by the way"

[thatsweetbeat]

[Ping]<> [doesn't realize he's calling the wrong bot by accident]

« Uh—hey. I think you have the wrong frequency, sir. Here’s Houston’s frequency. »

[Ping.]

[big-daddy-crash]

«Yes it is. And yes it has. Sorry for not keeping in touch or even properly introduce myself. The team gives me a headache, sometimes I wonder who is really in charge.» [He chuckles.] «How have you been?»

[thatsweetbeat]

« It is quite alright. I’ve been a bit busy, myself. »

« Quite alright. On vacation at the moment, actually. You? »

[big-daddy-crash]

<<Ahh...Vacation sounds good about now.>> 

<<War being over and all, work is not. Treats still lurk and the safety of my crew is a must. If said crew could droop me a line every now and then to let me know what they're up to.>> [He chuckles]

[thatsweetbeat]

[Ping]<> [doesn't realize he's calling the wrong bot by accident]

« Uh—hey. I think you have the wrong frequency, sir. Here’s Houston’s frequency. »

[Ping.]

[big-daddy-crash]

«Oh what? Oh gee…»[He rubs his fore helm] «My apologies…Beatbox? Did I get that right? Ah thank you.»

[thatsweetbeat]

« Haha, yes, this is Beatbox. And is this—uh—WIldcrash, right? It’s been a while. »

[big-daddy-crash]

<<Yes it is. And yes it has. Sorry for not keeping in touch or even properly introduce myself. The team gives me a headache, sometimes I wonder who is really in charge.>> [He chuckles.] <<How have you been?>>