[OPEN]

[raceme]

WHO: Blurr and YOU
WHERE: The Junk Pile
WHEN: Now.
WHAT: Blurr is being a derp distracted
WARNINGS: None so far, I will update if needed


[Blurr was in the junk pile checking the place for any possible newcomers and looking for useful tools, when he found a thing. The colors caught his attention and when Blurr figured out that he could rotate it, he quickly put all the blue pieces together. Alas, the other side of the cube was wrong. He stared at it and then his servos moved, (to quickly for the normal eyes to see properly) solving the puzzle in less than a nanosec.

He was now playing with it, a tiny smile on his lips and for once not running or paying attention to his surrounding. Feel free to bother him.]

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

This is often how he met the blue blur, he wouldn't lie. Somehow every time they met it was by the Junk Pile, and whether or not that was flattering, weird, or just strange coincidence was far too much thinking for the Wrecker. Whatever, if the agent liked to roll in random scrap, he wasn't gonna judge. What he WAS going to judge was Blurr's attention span, or lack of it.

"You really need a boyfriend, Blurrk."

You say that so casually, Wheeljack. He approached the other car nonchalantly, none-too-impressed at whatever Blurr was doing at the moment.

[raceme]

"The name's Blurr not Blurk that make you sound like your voice box needs some repairing sir Wheeljack sir...." He knew who he was immediately that's why he didn't jump away. He knew that the wrecker will keep calling him that no matter what but he will still insist on his real name. Also troll back using sir.

"A what?"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Yeah, I'm gonna call you Blurrk. Suits you better."

He could deal with 'sir' a lot better than you could with Blurrk. Even if it grinded his gears a bit. Still, points for trolling. Not many really give some snark back, so it was fun to see that quality in the agent.

"A boyfriend. Yannow, someone you can frag."

He took the rubix cube from him and began mixing it all up again.

1/idk

[raceme]

"I don't think so sir but if that makes you happy I sure heard worse things coming from sir Sentinel Prime."

It's a good thing that he was too confused at that last comment to care if his new toy was being taken away from him.

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Someone I can...

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"..."

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Done

[raceme]

"I uh..I don't think that would be of any help I mean why would I ...w.hphfghfghs..how's that supposed to help me to... no no I don't need anybodythanksidontthinkanybodywouldwantmeanywaybutIwillkeepitinmind"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Whoooaaaa calm down there, buddy. He didn't realize you were so afraid of commitment. He'll have to keep that in mind for next time, or at least set you up on some kind of blind date.

"Easy there, Blurrk. I'm sure there's a mech out there who's lookin' for a good girlfriend."

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[raceme]

Blurr is so very bad at interactions that aren't formal, Wheeljack, you should have noticed that already. He was a spy-secret agent for the Elite guard, he spent way too much time alone and undercover. A blind date. Now that's interesting, and probably terrifying for the other person.

"ButI..."

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Wait a minute.

"..."

3/3

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"IALREADYTOLDYOUI'MAMECH"

[automobile_enthusiast]

[He wasn't the only one scoping out the pile for useful equipment. Ostensibly Knock Out was on the lookout for anything he might be able to use in the construction of Pharma's hands, but parts and medical supplies weren't the only things he was looking for. There were a few items of personal hygiene and comfort that he rather wanted to possess, and it seemed this wasteland was his best chance of finding them.

So he wandered slowly through the piles, scanning here, digging through likely stacks of debris there, moving with blessed ease on his mostly repaired foot. His plating was still in a disgraceful state and there was a whole host of minor internal repairs and recalibrations he needed to make, but at least he wasn't limping any more.

So it was with a good portion of his usual grace that he came around a particularly tall mountain of junk and realized that he wasn't alone out here. He stopped short, watching the slender stranger for a long moment. When the other didn't seem to notice him immediately, he coughed discreetly into his fist.]

Hello there~.

[raceme]

[There was 3 nanosecons of silence and then Blurr zoomed out of the other’s view and behind an pile of junk, leaving this precious discovery behind. This is why he rarely left his guard down, his wheels had the habit of getting in motion and out of danger even before his processor had time to evaluate the presumed 'danger'.

He looked back and started at other red mech in front of him. It looked like he had been in trouble lately if all those scratches were anything to go by. Blurr looked down at his feet, where the rubik's cube was and then back at the mech's face. He didn't look familiar.]

[automobile_enthusiast]

[Well, that wasn't quite the reaction he'd expected. Surprise, shock, possibly a bit of bristling aggression, but flight? He was a fast little thing, too, gone in a blink.

And he'd forgotten his toy. Curious, Knock Out crossed over to where the stranger had been sprawled, bending to scoop up the multicolored little cube. It didn't seem that interesting to him...

He looked around, then tossed the cube lightly up and down in one hand.] You forgot something! [He wasn't sure the stranger had stuck around, but it was worth a try...]

[raceme]

[B| Knock Out that was his cube...And yes he was still around and he made himself visible.]

Youcanhaveitifyouwant. [Even if he would like it back, solving puzzles is a hobby he always had, it keep his mind sharp.]

I don't recall seeing you before DID you just arrive here? Are you hurt? [The stranger had wheels and it was on the smaller side, just like him. Perhaps he was an autobot too.]

[automobile_enthusiast]

[Whatever he was, there was no visible faction sign, 'Bot or 'Con. Knock Out smiled as the stranger emerged again, holding the cube out in one elegantly clawed hand.] Oh no, I couldn't. You seemed so interested in it~.

... [Scrap, he didn't look that bad, did he? KO kept the pleasant smile on his face, but it was a bit of a struggle.] I'm fine. No, I didn't just arrive, and no, I'm not hurt.

[raceme]

[Blurr got closer to him but yes, he couldn't help but notice the design of those hands. Such large claws you got, Kncok Out. He stared at them, not so sure about getting more closer to get the cube.] Hm...I happen to like solving puzzles.

[He returned the smile briefly.] That's a relief MIGHT I ask what's your resignation sir?

((ooc: action cleared with mun))

[sword_redemption]

Drift was scouting the junk pile for more things that might cheer Pharma up. And the ever-growing list others were requesting he look out for.

And for any threats, because, he hated to admit it, it sure would feel good to be able to do something useful. His kind of useful.

He spotted the blue racer from a distance, changing his path to greet Blurr.

Until he caught a glimpse of the colored device in the other's hand. It could only be--

"Get away from that!"

Drift launched himself at Blurr, determined to separate the racer from what was obviously a detonator.

(( yup! （＾～＾） ))

[raceme]

Under normal circumstances Blurr would have noticed the other mech approaching much sooner. And he would have moved out of the way, more likely running. But today was not one of those days, he was too distracted with the toy to notice Drift's warning until it was a bit too late.

Being trapped under another mech that he barely knew and for no logic reason was not something he wanted to experience anytime soon.

"EEeeehwhatwhatwhatareyoudoingwhatgetawaygetawaygetaway..." Sorry if he's kicking you in the process of trying to run away from under you Drift, but you just triggered his fear of being trapped.

[sword_redemption]

Oof!

Drift was trying to get a word in edgewise, but, well, it wasa little difficult. Not even a stiletto could slip between Blurr's words.

Instead, he went for volume, hands struggling to pin Blurr's wrists. "I'm trying to save you!"

[raceme]

That pinning him down is not helping the situation. Blurr looks, if something, more frantic now but he can move less than before.

"LetgoletgoletgosavemefromWHATIdontneedhelp!!justletmegoNOW!!!!

[sword_redemption]

"Hey! Calm down!"

Because that always works, right? Especially when combined with shaking.

"Trying to save you!"