Hooah!

yes I know synthen is more like steroids bear with me

[weedchet-offical]

AHFAEEFILGWAFLHUFWA

((maybe i'l make a better pinned post later))

Heyo! This is a crackblog. There is no plot, and expect roughly 90% shitposts here

The premise here is that Ratchet's high on synthen like. all the time

that's about it

Rules:

No NSFW ever! Mod is a minor

Shipping is. ok I guess, idk why anyone would want this guy, but if it happens, it has to be really funny

Would also prefer if suggestive comments don't happen here, I don't want anyone getting in trouble (and it makes us a little uncomfy sorry T-T)

This blog will contain themes of drug abuse! If that's not something you wanna see, block #weedchet-offical

Not to be confused with @ratchet-offical (This guy's really cool go check em out :D)

!!! We block freely. Sometimes, we will not give further explanation. !!!

[ultra-magnus-official]

no because this guy's gonna be so zooted any of Solar's guys won't stand a chance

Hm.

Valid point.

@weedchet-offical, we need to speak.

[weedchet-offical]

HOOAH

[*A vent cover falls from the ceiling as Weedchet pokes his head out]

Whadaya need

[ultra-magnus-official]

Do you want to punch terrorists?

[weedchet-offical]

SLAG YEAH I WANNA PUNCH TERRORISTS

[*He drops down to the floor]

Who 'm I punching?

[ultra-magnus-official]

Solar and her group of extremist child abusers.

[he hands weedchet some data pads with the pictures of Solar and her known allies]

[weedchet-offical]

Hmmpf.

[*Weedchet analyzes each of the profiles on the datapads]

So these guys, huh?

[*He takes one of the datapads and frisbees it out the door and into the hallway]

[*It hits an invisible barrier with a CLANG]

OW-

[ultra-magnus-official]

What the frag—

[weedchet-offical]

[*An orange minibot flickers into existence, rubbing their helm from the impact of the datapad]

[*They've been knocked off balance, and are now leaning against the opposite wall]

Primus...

HA! Should've let me in on this sooner

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus storms into the hallway and pulls his war hammer from his subspace. He slams it into the ground next to the intruder]

Designation, purpose, and any information you have.

That is, assuming you value your life.

[solaris-offical]

[*They flinch away from the hammer, covering their masked face]

Ahhh slag. That's not ideal.

[*They try to discreetly reactivate their cloak, looking for any way to escape]

What's it to ya-?! I just got attacked!

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus grabs them by the front of their chassis and lifts them off the ground]

You were lurking outside of my office while invisible. My child is often in that office. I speak on classified matters in that office. I am the second in command of the Autobots and that is my office.

That is what it is to me.

Who. Are. You.

[solaris-offical]

GHRK-

[*They claw at Magnus's grasp in an attempt to free themselves]

Nobody- important-!

I don't- have- anything- to tell-!

[*They start to flicker in and out of sight]

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus slams the mech into the wall forcefully]

I wouldn’t if I were you.

[solaris-offical]

ACK-

[*A distinct crunch crackles through their chassis, but they're otherwise unharmed]

Wouldn't- what-?

[ultra-magnus-official]

I wouldn’t pull the disappearing act.

If you are who I think you are, your boss already pulled one of those.

And she better pray to whatever gods she believes in that someone else finds her before I do.

[solaris-offical]

[*They stare at Magnus in utter, genuine confusion]

Boss-?? The slag you talking about?

[*They continue straining to free themselves]

[ultra-magnus-official]

Well, if you have nothing to hide then you’d be more than happy to comply!

R i g h t?

[weedchet-offical]

You're- crushing me- into a wall-!!

Says this guy here's "Opacity"

HEY-!!

[ultra-magnus-official]

no because this guy's gonna be so zooted any of Solar's guys won't stand a chance

Hm.

Valid point.

@weedchet-offical, we need to speak.

[weedchet-offical]

HOOAH

[*A vent cover falls from the ceiling as Weedchet pokes his head out]

Whadaya need

[ultra-magnus-official]

Do you want to punch terrorists?

[weedchet-offical]

SLAG YEAH I WANNA PUNCH TERRORISTS

[*He drops down to the floor]

Who 'm I punching?

[ultra-magnus-official]

Solar and her group of extremist child abusers.

[he hands weedchet some data pads with the pictures of Solar and her known allies]

[weedchet-offical]

Hmmpf.

[*Weedchet analyzes each of the profiles on the datapads]

So these guys, huh?

[*He takes one of the datapads and frisbees it out the door and into the hallway]

[*It hits an invisible barrier with a CLANG]

OW-

[ultra-magnus-official]

What the frag—

[weedchet-offical]

[*An orange minibot flickers into existence, rubbing their helm from the impact of the datapad]

[*They've been knocked off balance, and are now leaning against the opposite wall]

Primus...

HA! Should've let me in on this sooner

[ultra-magnus-official]

no because this guy's gonna be so zooted any of Solar's guys won't stand a chance

Hm.

Valid point.

@weedchet-offical, we need to speak.

[weedchet-offical]

HOOAH

[*A vent cover falls from the ceiling as Weedchet pokes his head out]

Whadaya need

[ultra-magnus-official]

Do you want to punch terrorists?

[weedchet-offical]

SLAG YEAH I WANNA PUNCH TERRORISTS

[*He drops down to the floor]

Who 'm I punching?

[ultra-magnus-official]

Solar and her group of extremist child abusers.

[he hands weedchet some data pads with the pictures of Solar and her known allies]

[weedchet-offical]

Hmmpf.

[*Weedchet analyzes each of the profiles on the datapads]

So these guys, huh?

[*He takes one of the datapads and frisbees it out the door and into the hallway]

[*It hits an invisible barrier with a CLANG]

OW-

[ultra-magnus-official]

no because this guy's gonna be so zooted any of Solar's guys won't stand a chance

Hm.

Valid point.

@weedchet-offical, we need to speak.

[weedchet-offical]

HOOAH

[*A vent cover falls from the ceiling as Weedchet pokes his head out]

Whadaya need

[ultra-magnus-official]

Do you want to punch terrorists?

[weedchet-offical]

SLAG YEAH I WANNA PUNCH TERRORISTS

[*He drops down to the floor]

Who 'm I punching?

[ultra-magnus-official]

no because this guy's gonna be so zooted any of Solar's guys won't stand a chance

Hm.

Valid point.

@weedchet-offical, we need to speak.

[weedchet-offical]

HOOAH

[*A vent cover falls from the ceiling as Weedchet pokes his head out]

Whadaya need

[optimus-prime-offical]

TIMMY TIMMERS PRIME I AM HIGH AS FRAG

@weedchet-offical

what the fuck

[weedchet-offical]

[*He is on the ceiling]

[*Surely this is what he meant by 'high as frag']

HOOAH

[ultra-magnus-official]

*There is a desk here*

*Flip it?*

@prowl-desk

I do not understand.

I do not flip desks.

That seems like a disproportionate reaction

[prowl-desk]

*The desk remains unflipped*

*It almost seems to sigh in relief*

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus looks at it in shock]

…perhaps I need to go to the medbay, I believe I’m hearing things.

[prowl-desk]

*The desk understands*

*It listens and doesn't judge*

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus shuffles away, eyeing the desk suspiciously]

[prowl-desk]

*Desks Deskily*

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus glances over his shoulder then back at the desk before calling out]

Scratch, kiddo, will you come look at something for me?

[solaris-offical]

[*Scratch waddles in a couple moments later]

Uhh yeah-? What is it?

[ultra-magnus-official]

Have you ever seen that desk before?

[solaris-offical]

[*Scratch squints at it]

Uhhh......Not here

....Is that Prowl's desk?

[ultra-magnus-official]

Yes, I believe it is,

what I do not know is how it got here…

[prowl-desk]

I just did ok? God forbid a desk move around!

[ultra-magnus-official]

OH MY PRIMUS IT TALKED

[Magnus scoops up scratch and takes a step away from the desk, now extremely suspicious of it]

[solaris-offical]

HUH

WHAT

[ultra-magnus-official]

You heard that too, correct?

[solaris-offical]

[*Scratch nods vigorously]

YEAH UH- THEY'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TALK RIGHT??

[ultra-magnus-official]

NO THEY ARE NOT.

[Magnus’ free hand hovered over his blaster]

[prowl-desk]

WHAT DID I EVEN DO

SOB

[ultra-magnus-official]

Why are you here?! What do you want?!

[prowl-desk]

I JUST DIDN'T WANNA GET FLIPPED BY PROWL AGAIN QwQ

[ultra-magnus-official]

So you break into my office?! Where my kid is?! Do you understand how weird that is?!

[prowl-desk]

I don't know how I got here either!

[ultra-magnus-official]

You just said that you move around.

[prowl-desk]

Move around as in change location! I don't control where I go!

[ultra-magnus-official]

That is also not good. That sounds like something is wrong with space-time.

[prowl-desk]

I don't know anything about that I'm just a desk

Sob

[ultra-magnus-official]

Normal desks do not talk. Or teleport. Or sob.

[prowl-desk]

:(

[ultra-magnus-official]

Nor do they frown. What are you?

[prowl-desk]

I'm just a desk

I don't know what more you want

[ultra-magnus-official]

Do you know how to, I don’t wanna be rude but, leave?

[prowl-desk]

Uhhh turn around

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus stepped out of the room for a moment and then came back]

[prowl-desk]

*The desk is gone*

*There's only a distinct and rapidly fading mark on the ground where it once was*

[ultra-magnus-official]

…that was weird.

[weedchet-offical]

You're telling me

[ultra-magnus-official]

WHY ARE YOU STILL ON MY CEILING?

[weedchet-offical]

BECAUSE I CAN

[ultra-magnus-official]

*There is a desk here*

*Flip it?*

@prowl-desk

I do not understand.

I do not flip desks.

That seems like a disproportionate reaction

[prowl-desk]

*The desk remains unflipped*

*It almost seems to sigh in relief*

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus looks at it in shock]

…perhaps I need to go to the medbay, I believe I’m hearing things.

[prowl-desk]

*The desk understands*

*It listens and doesn't judge*

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus shuffles away, eyeing the desk suspiciously]

[prowl-desk]

*Desks Deskily*

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus glances over his shoulder then back at the desk before calling out]

Scratch, kiddo, will you come look at something for me?

[solaris-offical]

[*Scratch waddles in a couple moments later]

Uhh yeah-? What is it?

[ultra-magnus-official]

Have you ever seen that desk before?

[solaris-offical]

[*Scratch squints at it]

Uhhh......Not here

....Is that Prowl's desk?

[ultra-magnus-official]

Yes, I believe it is,

what I do not know is how it got here…

[prowl-desk]

I just did ok? God forbid a desk move around!

[ultra-magnus-official]

OH MY PRIMUS IT TALKED

[Magnus scoops up scratch and takes a step away from the desk, now extremely suspicious of it]

[solaris-offical]

HUH

WHAT

[ultra-magnus-official]

You heard that too, correct?

[solaris-offical]

[*Scratch nods vigorously]

YEAH UH- THEY'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TALK RIGHT??

[ultra-magnus-official]

NO THEY ARE NOT.

[Magnus’ free hand hovered over his blaster]

[prowl-desk]

WHAT DID I EVEN DO

SOB

[ultra-magnus-official]

Why are you here?! What do you want?!

[prowl-desk]

I JUST DIDN'T WANNA GET FLIPPED BY PROWL AGAIN QwQ

[ultra-magnus-official]

So you break into my office?! Where my kid is?! Do you understand how weird that is?!

[prowl-desk]

I don't know how I got here either!

[ultra-magnus-official]

You just said that you move around.

[prowl-desk]

Move around as in change location! I don't control where I go!

[ultra-magnus-official]

That is also not good. That sounds like something is wrong with space-time.

[prowl-desk]

I don't know anything about that I'm just a desk

Sob

[ultra-magnus-official]

Normal desks do not talk. Or teleport. Or sob.

[prowl-desk]

:(

[ultra-magnus-official]

Nor do they frown. What are you?

[prowl-desk]

I'm just a desk

I don't know what more you want

[ultra-magnus-official]

Do you know how to, I don’t wanna be rude but, leave?

[prowl-desk]

Uhhh turn around

[ultra-magnus-official]

[Magnus stepped out of the room for a moment and then came back]

[prowl-desk]

*The desk is gone*

*There's only a distinct and rapidly fading mark on the ground where it once was*

[ultra-magnus-official]

…that was weird.

[weedchet-offical]

You're telling me

[weedchet-offical]

AHFAEEFILGWAFLHUFWA

((maybe i'l make a better pinned post later))

Heyo! This is a crackblog. There is no plot, and expect roughly 90% shitposts here

The premise here is that Ratchet's high on synthen like. all the time

that's about it

Rules:

No NSFW ever! Mod is a minor

Shipping is. ok I guess, idk why anyone would want this guy, but if it happens, it has to be really funny

This blog will contain themes of drug abuse! If that's not something you wanna see, block #weedchet-offical

Not to be confused with @ratchet-offical (This guy's really cool go check em out :D)

[drifttt-official]

OOC: this has me crying TT this is genius UR a genius tho… might need to get ratchet AWAY from flatline if this continues… @ratchet-offical, claiming IM the deadbeat when u continue to do synthen with the child? #whos rthe deadbeat now

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

THIS ISNT EVEN ME

ITS MY EVIL HIGH AS A KITE TWIN WHOS NOT ACTUALLY EVIL ONLY HIGH

[drifttt-official]

OOC:

hanging around with druggies? Ur friends r who u become, stay away flatline, ur mama has changed for the worse, I guess once again drift has become a #single father

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

WHAT?? He’s not my friend?! You can’t take away my child! You’re not gonna be single until I die.

[drifttt-official]

OOC

it’s okay flatline, there are plenty fish in the sea as the humans like to say, we’ll find a new mama

Oop.. possessive much, then again if i were ratchet I’d want drift too

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

Damn. Already making plans to remarry. What a player.

It’s the thighs. Can’t let anyone else have them.

[drifttt-official]

OOC:

THE THIGHSSS TT no real tho

[weedchet-offical]

((they talking about thighs on the weedchet blog smh smh smh 😔😔😔 /t))

[drifttt-official]

ooc

as if u aren’t enjoying it 😞 since ur the weed version of ratchet it only makes sense

[weedchet-offical]

[drifttt-official]

OOC

TT drift has all the ratchets wrapped around his digit… or thighs..

[weedchet-offical]

((THAT'S CRAZY LMAO))

[drifttt-official]

ooc

WAH SORRY IN MY HEAD IT DIDNT SOUND LIKE THAT BUT READING IT BACK NOW I GET WHAT U MEAN TT

[weedchet-offical]

((LMFAOOO YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD))

[weedchet-offical]

AHFAEEFILGWAFLHUFWA

((maybe i'l make a better pinned post later))

Heyo! This is a crackblog. There is no plot, and expect roughly 90% shitposts here

The premise here is that Ratchet's high on synthen like. all the time

that's about it

Rules:

No NSFW ever! Mod is a minor

Shipping is. ok I guess, idk why anyone would want this guy, but if it happens, it has to be really funny

This blog will contain themes of drug abuse! If that's not something you wanna see, block #weedchet-offical

Not to be confused with @ratchet-offical (This guy's really cool go check em out :D)

[drifttt-official]

OOC: this has me crying TT this is genius UR a genius tho… might need to get ratchet AWAY from flatline if this continues… @ratchet-offical, claiming IM the deadbeat when u continue to do synthen with the child? #whos rthe deadbeat now

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

THIS ISNT EVEN ME

ITS MY EVIL HIGH AS A KITE TWIN WHOS NOT ACTUALLY EVIL ONLY HIGH

[drifttt-official]

OOC:

hanging around with druggies? Ur friends r who u become, stay away flatline, ur mama has changed for the worse, I guess once again drift has become a #single father

[perceptor-not-perceptive]

OOC:

Counter point: wasn’t Drift a druggie? Is that not how they met?

[drifttt-official]

Ooc

uhh.. lemme find an excuse rq TT

HAH, drift WAS a druggie, he gave up his drugs for the greater good, ratchet is uh… becoming one..? … just imagine what I said was a really convincing argument :)

[weedchet-offical]

((oh my god..))

((HE'S PASSING OFF THE DRUGS TO RATCHET))

[weedchet-offical]

AHFAEEFILGWAFLHUFWA

((maybe i'l make a better pinned post later))

Heyo! This is a crackblog. There is no plot, and expect roughly 90% shitposts here

The premise here is that Ratchet's high on synthen like. all the time

that's about it

Rules:

No NSFW ever! Mod is a minor

Shipping is. ok I guess, idk why anyone would want this guy, but if it happens, it has to be really funny

This blog will contain themes of drug abuse! If that's not something you wanna see, block #weedchet-offical

Not to be confused with @ratchet-offical (This guy's really cool go check em out :D)

[drifttt-official]

OOC: this has me crying TT this is genius UR a genius tho… might need to get ratchet AWAY from flatline if this continues… @ratchet-offical, claiming IM the deadbeat when u continue to do synthen with the child? #whos rthe deadbeat now

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

THIS ISNT EVEN ME

ITS MY EVIL HIGH AS A KITE TWIN WHOS NOT ACTUALLY EVIL ONLY HIGH

[drifttt-official]

OOC:

hanging around with druggies? Ur friends r who u become, stay away flatline, ur mama has changed for the worse, I guess once again drift has become a #single father

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

WHAT?? He’s not my friend?! You can’t take away my child! You’re not gonna be single until I die.

[drifttt-official]

OOC

it’s okay flatline, there are plenty fish in the sea as the humans like to say, we’ll find a new mama

Oop.. possessive much, then again if i were ratchet I’d want drift too

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

Damn. Already making plans to remarry. What a player.

It’s the thighs. Can’t let anyone else have them.

[drifttt-official]

OOC:

THE THIGHSSS TT no real tho

[weedchet-offical]

((they talking about thighs on the weedchet blog smh smh smh 😔😔😔 /t))

[drifttt-official]

ooc

as if u aren’t enjoying it 😞 since ur the weed version of ratchet it only makes sense

[weedchet-offical]

[drifttt-official]

OOC

TT drift has all the ratchets wrapped around his digit… or thighs..

[weedchet-offical]

((THAT'S CRAZY LMAO))

[weedchet-offical]

AHFAEEFILGWAFLHUFWA

((maybe i'l make a better pinned post later))

Heyo! This is a crackblog. There is no plot, and expect roughly 90% shitposts here

The premise here is that Ratchet's high on synthen like. all the time

that's about it

Rules:

No NSFW ever! Mod is a minor

Shipping is. ok I guess, idk why anyone would want this guy, but if it happens, it has to be really funny

This blog will contain themes of drug abuse! If that's not something you wanna see, block #weedchet-offical

Not to be confused with @ratchet-offical (This guy's really cool go check em out :D)

[drifttt-official]

OOC: this has me crying TT this is genius UR a genius tho… might need to get ratchet AWAY from flatline if this continues… @ratchet-offical, claiming IM the deadbeat when u continue to do synthen with the child? #whos rthe deadbeat now

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

THIS ISNT EVEN ME

ITS MY EVIL HIGH AS A KITE TWIN WHOS NOT ACTUALLY EVIL ONLY HIGH

[drifttt-official]

OOC:

hanging around with druggies? Ur friends r who u become, stay away flatline, ur mama has changed for the worse, I guess once again drift has become a #single father

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

WHAT?? He’s not my friend?! You can’t take away my child! You’re not gonna be single until I die.

[drifttt-official]

OOC

it’s okay flatline, there are plenty fish in the sea as the humans like to say, we’ll find a new mama

Oop.. possessive much, then again if i were ratchet I’d want drift too

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

Damn. Already making plans to remarry. What a player.

It’s the thighs. Can’t let anyone else have them.

[drifttt-official]

OOC:

THE THIGHSSS TT no real tho

[weedchet-offical]

((they talking about thighs on the weedchet blog smh smh smh 😔😔😔 /t))

[drifttt-official]

ooc

as if u aren’t enjoying it 😞 since ur the weed version of ratchet it only makes sense

[weedchet-offical]

[weedchet-offical]

AHFAEEFILGWAFLHUFWA

((maybe i'l make a better pinned post later))

Heyo! This is a crackblog. There is no plot, and expect roughly 90% shitposts here

The premise here is that Ratchet's high on synthen like. all the time

that's about it

Rules:

No NSFW ever! Mod is a minor

Shipping is. ok I guess, idk why anyone would want this guy, but if it happens, it has to be really funny

This blog will contain themes of drug abuse! If that's not something you wanna see, block #weedchet-offical

Not to be confused with @ratchet-offical (This guy's really cool go check em out :D)

[drifttt-official]

OOC: this has me crying TT this is genius UR a genius tho… might need to get ratchet AWAY from flatline if this continues… @ratchet-offical, claiming IM the deadbeat when u continue to do synthen with the child? #whos rthe deadbeat now

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

THIS ISNT EVEN ME

ITS MY EVIL HIGH AS A KITE TWIN WHOS NOT ACTUALLY EVIL ONLY HIGH

[drifttt-official]

OOC:

hanging around with druggies? Ur friends r who u become, stay away flatline, ur mama has changed for the worse, I guess once again drift has become a #single father

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

WHAT?? He’s not my friend?! You can’t take away my child! You’re not gonna be single until I die.

[drifttt-official]

OOC

it’s okay flatline, there are plenty fish in the sea as the humans like to say, we’ll find a new mama

Oop.. possessive much, then again if i were ratchet I’d want drift too

[ratchet-offical]

OOC:

Damn. Already making plans to remarry. What a player.

It’s the thighs. Can’t let anyone else have them.

[drifttt-official]

OOC:

THE THIGHSSS TT no real tho

[weedchet-offical]

((they talking about thighs on the weedchet blog smh smh smh 😔😔😔 /t))

[bumblebee-official]

hey Bee did you know there's a high clone of Ratchet running around?

like just climbing on the ceilings and shit

" A what. "

[weedchet-offical]

[*Don't look up]

[bumblebee-official]

" It's right above me isn't it . . "

[weedchet-offical]

[*Like that one scene in Spider Man Into the Spiderverse]

[*Why is he here? Who fucking knows]

[bumblebee-official]

Bumblebee sighed deeply before slowly lifting his helm. He wasn't even alarmed. Only mildly annoyed. " Well this is interesting. "

[weedchet-offical]

HELLO BUMBLEBEE

[*What the helly]

[bumblebee-official]

" Hello, uh . . Ratchet. . ? "

[weedchet-offical]

[*He waves back, unsecuring himself from the ceiling and crashing to the floor]

[bumblebee-official]

Bee backed up two steps, watching him fall.

" Uh-huh . . "

[weedchet-offical]

[*Weedchet scrambles to his feet, staring at Bee for a considerable amount of time]

You have a voice box

[bumblebee-official]

" Uhhh yeah. " Bee tilted his helm, " It's kinda a key feature. "

[weedchet-offical]

Ha! Glad to hear it!

[*He gives Bee a slightly too hard pat on the shoulder]

[bumblebee-official]

Bee gave a smile, obvious confusion on his faceplate, " Does uh . . Your universe Bee not have a voice box? "

[weedchet-offical]

Nope! Megatron ripped it out immensely cruelly..

[*Holy tonal whiplash batman]

[bumblebee-official]

" Megatron what?? "

[weedchet-offical]

He tore out my universe's Bumblebee's voicebox out during the war.

[*He turns back to Bee]

Glad to hear you using yours though!

[bumblebee-official]

Bee just . . Stared in shock for a klik.

Hopefully nothing like that would happen to him!

. . . Right?

" Uh- yeah! Yep, mine is just fine! "

[weedchet-offical]

Sounds like it

[*Looks like he hasn't noticed]

[bumblebee-official]

hey Bee did you know there's a high clone of Ratchet running around?

like just climbing on the ceilings and shit

" A what. "

[weedchet-offical]

[*Don't look up]

[bumblebee-official]

" It's right above me isn't it . . "

[weedchet-offical]

[*Like that one scene in Spider Man Into the Spiderverse]

[*Why is he here? Who fucking knows]

[bumblebee-official]

Bumblebee sighed deeply before slowly lifting his helm. He wasn't even alarmed. Only mildly annoyed. " Well this is interesting. "

[weedchet-offical]

HELLO BUMBLEBEE

[*What the helly]

[bumblebee-official]

" Hello, uh . . Ratchet. . ? "

[weedchet-offical]

[*He waves back, unsecuring himself from the ceiling and crashing to the floor]

[bumblebee-official]

Bee backed up two steps, watching him fall.

" Uh-huh . . "

[weedchet-offical]

[*Weedchet scrambles to his feet, staring at Bee for a considerable amount of time]

You have a voice box

[bumblebee-official]

" Uhhh yeah. " Bee tilted his helm, " It's kinda a key feature. "

[weedchet-offical]

Ha! Glad to hear it!

[*He gives Bee a slightly too hard pat on the shoulder]

[bumblebee-official]

Bee gave a smile, obvious confusion on his faceplate, " Does uh . . Your universe Bee not have a voice box? "

[weedchet-offical]

Nope! Megatron ripped it out immensely cruelly..

[*Holy tonal whiplash batman]

[bumblebee-official]

" Megatron what?? "

[weedchet-offical]

He tore out my universe's Bumblebee's voicebox out during the war.

[*He turns back to Bee]

Glad to hear you using yours though!

[bumblebee-official]

hey Bee did you know there's a high clone of Ratchet running around?

like just climbing on the ceilings and shit

" A what. "

[weedchet-offical]

[*Don't look up]

[bumblebee-official]

" It's right above me isn't it . . "

[weedchet-offical]

[*Like that one scene in Spider Man Into the Spiderverse]

[*Why is he here? Who fucking knows]

[bumblebee-official]

Bumblebee sighed deeply before slowly lifting his helm. He wasn't even alarmed. Only mildly annoyed. " Well this is interesting. "

[weedchet-offical]

HELLO BUMBLEBEE

[*What the helly]

[bumblebee-official]

" Hello, uh . . Ratchet. . ? "

[weedchet-offical]

[*He waves back, unsecuring himself from the ceiling and crashing to the floor]

[bumblebee-official]

Bee backed up two steps, watching him fall.

" Uh-huh . . "

[weedchet-offical]

[*Weedchet scrambles to his feet, staring at Bee for a considerable amount of time]

You have a voice box

[bumblebee-official]

" Uhhh yeah. " Bee tilted his helm, " It's kinda a key feature. "

[weedchet-offical]

Ha! Glad to hear it!

[*He gives Bee a slightly too hard pat on the shoulder]

[bumblebee-official]

Bee gave a smile, obvious confusion on his faceplate, " Does uh . . Your universe Bee not have a voice box? "

[weedchet-offical]

Nope! Megatron ripped it out immensely cruelly..

[*Holy tonal whiplash batman]