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Oh NO! JADEN DON'T LISTEN TO THEM!
"Done. They're fucking annoying anyway..."
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Oh NO! JADEN DON'T LISTEN TO THEM!
"Done. They're fucking annoying anyway..."
Battle Meme: "You saved my life."
Onslaught pauses with what he was doing. He'd realized Hot Spot was there, but hadn't expected him to say anything. Certainly not that.
The memory of their encounter with those Quintessons flashes across his processor.
He hums in response as he finally turns his gaze toward the Protectobot leader. "I suppose that is what happened, yes."
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"Hypothetically speaking, if this town had some larger-than-average citizens that could make a positive difference, how accepting of those individuals would you be, say on a scale of 1 to 10? "
“I mean I'm like 95 pounds and I’ve been a liability to this place for a while, so probably a 10 if 10 means I think they’re cool.”
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"I have a Santa hat that might fit you..."
“Christmas doesn’t exist until after Thanksgiving is over.”
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"Hoo boy, you sure are big! I bet you can see my house from up there."
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/Thank/ you!
The amount of multi-universal trouble that this kid gets into, it was long overdue honestly.
They're not sure what to do, so to the temple they go. There might be nothing there but seeing is better than nothing. Right?
The scene looks much the same as when they were last here. The Temple stands, tall and sturdy, no visible signs of damage. A ship sits on the grounds, quite clearly Cybertronian in make. The ship doors are open and voices can be heard drifting out.
It seems that the Combaticons, Protectobots, and Axios are at work, trying to locate the missing bots.
It really wasn’t rare to run into someone Riella knew, at least by sight. Iacon was a big place, but there weren’t that many Cybertronians left. What was rare, on the other hand, was seeing someone she actually wanted to talk to.
“Hey. Hey, it’s Hot Spot, right?” She had to jog to catch up with him. “I don’t know if you remember me. We met on Earth?”
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