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[explosiveKitten]

Jesus Christ, just call yourself an Autobot would you, Skids? Not like somebody could potentially listen in on me, like I dunno, SOUNDWAVE? Ugh...
Hey, give the guy a little credit, he answered you.
Ughhh... and Rodimus, glad to hear you haven't changed at all...
Lou-Lou.
I know, I know... despite my protest and sarcastic attitude... It is nice to hear from you guys again. I rarely get to hear anything but my own voice anymore.
Oh and I'm sure that's such a downer for you.
HEY!
Kidding, kidding.
Shut up, Bulkhead.
Heh.
So... anyway, Roddy, I was just explaining how my cat died. There's these dogs, and they really seem to have this taste for feline flesh. Like, they will hunt down any cats they smell, and if these cats aren't too careful, they'll be torn apart.
Yeesh, that sounds terrible.
It is. I had to rub somebody's else's smelly underwear all over me to hide my cat smell.
Smelly underwear?
Don't ever say I never did anything for you people. Anyway, please advise.

_Exodus_ Xadieve

 

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"Ya'll got my bike? Well, at least I know ya'll wont do anythin to it" She sat back in the chair. "Got 'er up to sixty? Nice. Outside'a town I can make 'er go waaay faster. Of course cause there aint a lotta turns an' stuff outta town" She stretches. "Where'd I get it? I bought it myself, 'fore I went into the Con's ranks" She said. "I dont remember yer name, er if I ever have seen ya. Who are ya?" She asks.

 

[_Exodus_]

"I don't even want to know," Trailbreaker says."do you need a pickup?"
He thinks back to a time he never had to do that. Good times, good times.
Optimus walks over to the one sided glass and pears into their conversation.
He observes that Jinx is much younger than any Decepticon they have previously met.
"I'm Skids, I am an officer here in this city. You're bike has been obtained," He says.

 

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"Skids huh? Well Skids, yer pretty cute fer bein a copper" She said, putting her hands behind her head. "Ya can handcuff me anytime" Jinx wasnt new to these kind of comments. It was a norm for her. She wasnt too worried about her bike. She'd get it back somehow. Besides, what are they going to do with a bike? It doesnt have anything important on it.

 

[Xadieve]

autobots [Rodimus]
"Hey, hey, keep it down. It's fine, probably. Probably not smart to say the word 'Autobots' out loud, it's probably taboo there. Megatron must get up in arms whenever he hears even mention of an Autobot. Have you said anything about Optimus Prime? Oh man!" Rodimus let out an excited laugh just at the thought of Megatron bristling up at the thought of his mortal enemy. "Say something like, 'Megs, what do you think of Optimus? Isn't he just the most handsome man you've ever seen?' Of course, that's a last resort when you know you're going to die, but, it'd be funny." Rodimus rambled, clogging up the radio channel with unnecessary chatter, totally ignoring Skids as he proceeded to give actual advice.

"So these dogs were talking about, how big? Ferocious? Nasty? I mean, they're just dogs, how bad can they be?" Rodimus asked, the sound of the roar of the engine dying down to a rumble as he pulled off to the side of the road and rolled up his window. Can't be too careful, plus, he valued his car. One scratch on it, and his life would be ruined. He patted the steering wheel in appreciation, a small smile on his face as he admired the texture, the feel, the craftsmanship that got put into this glorious vehicle...

decepticons [Starscream]
Starscream sat up, putting a hand on his knee as he caught his breath, and glanced up towards Megatron with raised eyebrows. The praise was... unexpected, and Starscream was reluctant to accept it as truth. Megatron wasn't the type to compliment him without a reason, or so he thought, and so the thought of him actually being... friendly, was rather offputting. Plus, the blatant disrespect for his soldiers made Starscream bristle a little at the thought, but really, it was the price of war. Soldiers couldn't just be people if they wanted to survive in the war against the Autobots, however, it just reminded him of a time of cruelty and oppression, but those thoughts came often with the war.

He reached up to take Megatron's hand to pull himself up, and released it quickly after he had stood up again. The praise was not unwelcome, if anything, it did help boost his (already massive) ego. "...Of course, Megatron. I am your ever humble lieutenant, after all. How could you possibly pick a better Decepticon for the job?" He wondered, as he brushed off his overcoat, nose wrinkling in disgust at the smell of wet dog. Starscream's good mood didn't last for long, it faltered once he realized the disgusting mutt had trashed his coat with wet paws. He sighed, and reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose. He wouldn't be able to execute his plan today, especially not with how that mutt treated him, but the fact that it didn't growl again at him was definite progress.

 

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"Just dont make me regret my choice in the distant future" Megatron said, noticing the irritation Starscream got from the dog's paws being all over his jacket. Well, that was unfortunate. "Perhaps next time the dog will be much less excited over whatever she was excited about." He looked at the dog. If this method didnt work out, he'd scrap that idea and get rid of the dogs. But right now it seemed to go smoothly, and next time he wasnt going to let her instantly murder anyone.

They'd be interrogated and if guilty, executed. The first run was brutal because it had to be. Plans fail, no doubt about that, but backups were nice to have.

 

[_Exodus_]

"I mean," Trailbreaker changes his tone of voice,"All hail NOT Megatron!!"
Trailbreaker leans back in his chair.
"I can make a release for your bike, but only if you help me," Skids says.
Skids crosses his arms.
Optimus patiently waits for Skids to get information out of Jinx. If anyone can do it, Skids can.

 

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"Help ya with what?" She asks. "If ya wanna get some free coffee I can help ya there" She said, "Cause the person who works the coffee shop is pretty chill" Though she knew what he meant. "Alright seriously, whaddya wanna know?" She asked, leaning forward and crossed her arms. "Ya'll wanna know shit bout the Cons huh? Y'know what would happen to me if I told ya anything of value?" She put her left hand up and made finger guns and pretended to blow her brains out.

 

[explosiveKitten]

Lemme put it this way, Roddy. Have you ever been so close to someone who has had their throat torn open that you could see inside his neck? All the little tubes and everything. The intricate delicate workings of the human body is astounding, especially after its torn apart by a pit bull.
How many?
Torn asunder victims, or dogs?
Dogs.
I don't know, maybe three I've seen, but there has to be more. But Megsy has his favorite, the biggest one, the Alpha. They call her Matriarch. She's the one that did the ripping today. These aren't just ordinary dogs, Rod. They've got this... intelligent gleam in their eyes like they're more then a normal dog. It's... unsettling.
So... no drinks tonight?
No, Bulkhead. No hangout at the bar tonight. Gotta keep your smell off me.
Awwwww.
I will NOT be forced to rub Steve's socks all over me again!

Xadieve

 

[_Exodus_]

"Well if guess the bike will go boom," Skids says.
He picks up his phone and pretends to dial Optimus.
"Hey Optimus, can you destroy the bike in stall 10? Thanks!" Skids says as he puts down his phone.

"I think I'm going to puke," Trailbreaker says hearing the description of the dead man.
He pulls the nearest trash can over to his desk, just in case.

 

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Jinx stands up, leaning over the table and plants her hands on the table. "Yer bullshittin me" She growled. "I will fuckin die if I tell ya'll anything! I already got this damn Autobot smell on me, the dogs'll be on me fer sure when I go back!" She snapped. She reached forward and grabbed the collar of Skids' shirt and yanked him forward so he was face to face with her. "Ya know what them dogs do?! Ya might as well be crow chow once they done with ya! An' on top of that, ya'll gonna crush my bike?!"

 

[Xadieve]

autobots [Rodimus]
Rodimus let out an unnecessarily long, awkward hum on the radio as he pretended to think about the situations. In reality, he was scratching at a on the side of his door handle, and wondered how the hell that got there. It wasn't too major, and probably came from one of the times where he had to get in his car quickly, but it was still frustrating to look at, to know that scratch may always be there, taunting him, annoying him-- oh, wait, wasn't he supposed to be talking to somebody?

"Okay, but lets consider the important questions, too. How many 'cons died? That's important information, too." He was beginning to wonder more about these dogs. While they were still just animals, if they could kill multiple humans, then they were a threat. If these things got out on the streets and went around rampant, who knows what would happen. Plus, if they were just as resilient as the Cons, then... "Think you can figure out where they're getting them from? The 'cons aren't exactly the type to raise and breed puppies, or at least, I don't think they are, so there has to be something going on behind the scenes. Just do't get caught, and you'll be fine!" He said that last part with just a little bit too much enthusiasm, before dropping the radio on the passenger side seat and revving up the engine, preparing to take off again. He wasn't really the best at giving advice, it typically consisted of just 'Don't die!' Perfect leader.

decepticons [Starscream]
"Well, I'll leave it to you, then, Megatron." Starscream said, turning the other way and turning his head to look back at Megatron. "I'll be needing to get a replacement coat. I'll be keeping this little chat in mind, and the supposed benefits of those new units of yours." He stated, with a nonchalant gesture towards Matriarch. He waited for dismissal from the Decepticon leader, not like it was wholly necessary, but it was a little more respectful than just leaving. Sick of the smell of wet dog, he was already shucking the heavy overcoat off of his shoulders, and swung it over one arm, not caring much about his outward appearance. All that really mattered was how he smelled now.

 

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Megatron waved his hand in dismissal, turning and walking away with Matriarch following. Everybody were always wary of pit bulls, which was absurd considering there are scarier dogs out there. Starscream didnt give these animals credit, he believed they were completely mindless. But when he looked at Matriarch for example, he could see intelligence behind those eyes of hers. Of course nowhere near human intelligence but more so from a common dog. This new method could be fun.

 

[_Exodus_]

"There is always the option of staying here," Skids says calmly.
She's at her tipping point, Skids thinks.
Optimus surveys the scene. He didn't like to see hair autobots in dangerous situations. One like this however, wasn't terrible. If things got bad he would call Trailbreaker and have him bubble Skids.
"Also your bike is just fine, I might keep it for a while," Skids says with a bit of triumph.

"If you need any help, call base and I'll pick you up, Trailbreaker out," He says hanging up the phone. He wasn't happy about the dogs being used to attack people. He has his own and it's the sweetest dog you'll ever meet, but that's the cons for ya. Turning everything evil.

 

[explosiveKitten]

Oh, 'don't get caught'. That... is the best advice I've ever heard! WOW! Thank you!
Loudmouth.
No no! I'm serious! That is the best thing I've heard all day! Ahhhhahahahahaha!
Loudmouth.
Just don't get caught! Wow! You're brilliant! I can see why you're a Prime now! How do you get that good?

Loudmouth groaned and flopped her head back, uncomfortable in the helmet. She was keeping her voice down during the entire exchange, and it was getting particularly more difficult the longer she talked. Sarcasm is a burden to carry, but so is being a secret infiltrator to an evil mob boss's gang while he's hunting with dogs who were bought from DOG FIGHTERS. Someone is a little stressed, and that someone's name is Loudmouth.

Just- wow. I'm mystified. Amazed! Shocked! In awe, of your wonderful, expert advice! Tell me, oh wise Roddy, am I gonna win the lottery today?
Loudmouth oh my God.
I have a really good feeling about this one!

Xadieve _Exodus_

 

[_Exodus_]

Trailbreaker joins in the call due to boredom.
"Hot Rod is a quite intelligent one," Trailbreaker jokes,"If you need me to, I'll go undercover along side you, I don't think Prime would mind."
He goes to the break room, and pops popcorn.
He comes back and sits down on the couch in the break room listening on his headset.
explosiveKitten

 

[VanRIPPED]

"Stay here? All locked up like some caged animal? While yer gonna just take my bike like that?" She growled. "Hmph, the good guys ladies and gentlemen" Really she saw no way out of this one. So its either one of these two, stay here, locked up, and probably never see her bike again or get free, go back to Con base, and get ripped apart by dogs. All that sounds just perfect.

 

[_Exodus_]

"Join our ranks, help this city be better," Skids says confidently.
Prime is proud of Skids' skills. Skids did master the art of interrogation. He was a great soldier, and an even greater friend.
Prime walks towards Trailbreaker's desk. "When you're done saving the bag of popcorn, you can save the mop," Prime says.
"Yes sir, Prime sir," Trailbreaker says.

 

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"Problem with that," She let him go, though didnt sit down. "I gotta follow ya'll's stupid rules. Honestly I dont care about either of ya'll, Bots or Cons. I just like doin what I want, and the faction that let's be do that is the Cons" She said, crossing her arms. "Bots seem to damn uptight"

 

[Xadieve]

Rodimus glanced over at the radio in the passenger seat as he heard the furious Loudmouth, and rolled his eyes. He reached over to pick up the radio, before leaning back in his seat and grinning."What? I can't hear you, it's--" He covered his mouth and attempted to make fake static noises. "Yeah, I can't hear you, you're breaking up--chkk! Lots of static-chhhkk! Sorry! Guess you'll have to call back again later!" Rodimus said, and his grin really couldn't get much bigger. "And Trailbreaker, it's Rodimus Prime. Not Hot Rod anymore. I'll be headed back to HQ soon, over and out!" He shut off his radio shortly after this, and flung it to his backseat, before revving up his engine one more time, reveling in just how damn good that car was, before he took off. Once again, at a speed that was just almost past the speed limit. His excuse? He had to get back to base on time, though Rodimus, in reality, couldn't care less about how on time he was. There wasn't a time limit, so why bother?

 

[_Exodus_]

"Alright Hot Rod, over and out," Trailbreaker hangs up. He cleans up his area that's covered in popcorn. As Prime asked, Trailbreaker walks to the closet. He opens the door to find the mop. He grabs the mops, soaks it and begins to clean the floors.

"Well there are a few exceptions, to every rule," Skids says,"One of our cadets, who goes by the name Hot Rod, is quite a rule breaker."
Skids fixes his shirt then leans back in his chair.

 

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"Yer actin like its the easiest thing to betray the Cons like this" She said, turning the chair around backwards and sat down in it still facing Skids. "They'll tear yer heart out fer just thinkin 'bout it"

 

[explosiveKitten]

ROD. Rod quit making fake ass static sounds and HELP ME.
... he's gone.
GODDAMNIT- Ugh... in any case, I need to get going and get off this frequency. I'll call in any updates. Trail breaker, the offer of rescue is appreciated but probably unnecessary, and if anyone sees Roddy, smack him for me, would you?
Ten-four, my good man.
Loudmouth blinked, listening to the various lines going off as the other Autobots switched their COMs off, but before Bulkhead could go-
.... oh, and uhhh, Bulk?
Hmmm?
I was just uhh... just wondering... how's Buzzbutt doing?
Buzzbutt? Really?
I heard he got shot in that last fight and... uhhh... you know... I just want to make sure he's okay. Ya know?
Heh... he's recovering just fine. Ratchet fixed him up without a problem. I'd be more worried about yourself.
Heh... See ya later, Bulkhead.
See ya.

With that, Loudmouth pulled the helmet off her head and sighed, looking at it in her hands and thinking about what must be going on the other end of the frequency.
Slowly, the young woman sat up and put the helmet back in its usual place atop her dresser, switching it back to the Decepticon frequency so it wouldn't seem suspicious if someone came to investigate.
The young woman made her way out of her quarters and sighed, glancing around, looking for something to do that wouldn't look suspicious.

Bulkhead, meanwhile, chuckled to himself from the couch he laid on and sat up, turning his earpiece off and sighing, before getting up and wandering off, through the base to find somewhere to get something to eat.

 

[_Exodus_]

"Autobot till the end," Trailbreaker mutters.
He finishes moping the floors and lets them dry. Trailbreaker puts the mop back. He then hears Bulkhead moving about. Bulkhead was a little intimidating, but he was still a good person. Trailbreaker walks over to him.
"Want to sneak out?" He asks.

"Well the Autobots would give you fine protection. We have an impenetrable base after all," Skids says persuasively. He already got half of the deed done, now all he had to do was ice the cake.
Optimus loads everything back into his truck. He puts the key into the slot and drives out of the underground garage to go patrol the city.
explosiveKitten VanRIPPED

 

[explosiveKitten]

Bulkhead looked up from contemplating his dinner to the sound of a familiar voice. When he looked up, it was Trailbreaker, striding towards him. He looked at the smaller man and hugged, then cracked a grin at him. "I don't know about sneaking out, but sure man, I was about to go to the next town over for some take-out. You wanna come along?"

_Exodus_