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[murphyslaw]

WHO: Waspinator and Vandal
WHERE: Just outside Vector's temple.
WHEN AT SOME POINT.
WHAT: Waspinator's life sucks no matter where he is.
WARNINGS: Vandal's mouth. Robo guro.



Waspinator was... Really, really lost. He didn't want to admit it, but after zipping out of Solus's temple in beast mode he'd quickly become disoriented and currently? Had no idea where he was. The layout of this Cybertron was unfamiliar, and Waspinator hadn't bothered to ask for directions before taking off.

He hadn't exactly thought this out ahead of time.

For a while he simply drifted, looking for anything that might spell out familiarity, until he finally caught a glimpse of movement far below him. A boxy looking humanoid doing... Something? It's enough to catch his attention, bringing him lower to investigate.

Comments

[vandalization]

She didn't hear the buzzing right off. She's busy cutting some siding for her little hovel when she turns around for a break and sees it-

"What th- oh. FUCK NO!" Damn it! She scrambles for her helmet, clipping it on over her head and getting her plasma cutte-

No.

The Line Gun. This requires heavy duty. She sorely wishes that there was less space between the temples because Drift is still on his way...