*Knockknock* Lookit here, the mech with strained cables in ehm places.
" 'eyo! How are you? Heard through the dashwine that you could maybe help me?" He is a big truck, a heavyset mech with thick plating. "Think you could help me?"
Hotshot isn’t very big, 16 ft at the most with his bright teal and yellow paint scheme and glowing biolights. His visor drops down to cover his optics as he looks his visitor over, taking note of all the stress points the HUD can pick out. Plus side to being Black Ops and a creative mind is all the tech he has at his disposal.
“I’m doing well but you’ve clearly seen better days. Come on in and I’ll get ya in tip top shape.” The mech agreed, motioning to an adjustable berth that he did painting and body work on regularly. “I’ve not seen you around before; names Hotshot.”












