[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.]

Comments

[raceme]

[Oh, he's in.] I'm not sure if the junk pile is the most stable place to start a race but if you insist.

[automobile_enthusiast]

Then let's adjourn to somewhere more suitable, shall we? I'm sure we can find--

[KO pivots elegantly on one foot-- and stops after a step, cutting himself off as he does. He rocks back and forth on his feet and frowns.] Hm.

[raceme]

[You know Blurr's not a spy because he doesn't notice details. He notices the sudden stop and the state the other mech's chassis and wonders if this is really the best moment to race.]

I am not certain of how many organics are around this planet I WOULD be wise to make sure we find a place free of them to race just in case we hurt one of them by accident. The racing can wait.

[Blurr's not asking Knock Out again if he's alright because he imagines that the medic won't tell him.]

[automobile_enthusiast]

I don't have the right tires anyway. [He's wearing dingy old 18s, not his usual 19-and-a-halfs. He bends gracefully to one knee and fondles the rubber of the tire thoughtfully.] Definitely no good. There's no tread to speak of on these things.

[He straightens back up again, looking at Blurr with a little toss of the head.] When I've got better tires, then~. And when we can find a better track.

[raceme]

Alrigththen We can do that when you are ready. [Because he's ALWAYS ready to run, you know.] It's not like we can go anywhere after all.

[automobile_enthusiast]

[Knock Out frowns wryly.] Not yet, anyway. Well, I'll be sure to get in touch with you, when I'm ready~.

[raceme]

That's fine YOU know where to find me.......ah well actually not since I don't spend much time inside Vector's temple.

[automobile_enthusiast]

[Knock Out laughs.] I'll comm you, then. How's that?

[raceme]

A much better option yes. Walls and em don't get along since Shockwave crushed we between two moving ones.

[automobile_enthusiast]

......

What.

[No seriously what. Don't you think that's sensitive information to be sharing with a stranger, Blurr? Not that Knock Out minds, of course~.]

[raceme]

This is how I got here THAT'S the last thing I remember.

[Think canon established that Blurr's not the best judge of character already. And he doesn't really consider that sensitive information.]

[automobile_enthusiast]

[Good points, both of those.]

[Knock Out recoils slightly, frowning uncertainly at Blurr.] Shockwave.... crushed you. Between walls.

[Sorry, he's having a bit of trouble conceptualizing that.]

[raceme]

[Sad, good points]

That's correct. [Blurr's eyes narrow a bit. why the sudden recoiling?] Are you familiar with Shockwave...?

[automobile_enthusiast]

[Knock Out's quick to shrug and wave a hand.] Only in passing. He has quite the reputation, after all.

[raceme]

He lives up to it trust me on that. [All the linefaising, but not directed at you. If Shockwave ever shows up here Blurr is really not sure how he will react.]

[automobile_enthusiast]

Decepticon like him wouldn't have a reputation like that without good reason, you know~. [Knock Out knows lots about reputations.]