wheeljackofalltrades: (Optimus knows it too)
Wheeljack ([personal profile] wheeljackofalltrades) wrote in [community profile] re_alignment_logs2013-03-08 01:12 am

A ship is a ship is a ship [Backdated]

WHO: Wheeljack and Friends
WHERE: Ship building site just on the outskirts of Solus's Quadrant
WHEN: Backdated Feb 28th
WHAT: BUILDIN' SUM SHIPS
WARNINGS: N/A


So if you've gotten the coordinates from Wheeljack, you'll find that he's stationed himself just on the outer edge of Solus's Quadrant.  Away from all the rough terrain that seemed to occupy most of the space there.  Surprisingly, it's well pegged and marked off, with supplies piled high and tarps galore.  One would actually think someone COMPETENT made this!  Well, Bulk DID help.  There aren't TOO many people here yet, just Wheeljack (and probably Bulkhead) setting up frames so the metal doesn't fall over.  They seem pretty busy, but you can go converse with them if you need something to do.

There's a large robot-sized table, with plans laid out that show a ship.  Cute, in design, don't you think?

Or, if you happen to be passing by Solus's Quadrant and you didn't get an invite from Wheeljack himself, feel free to see what's up with the Wrecker and his buddy.  Primus knows they could use all the help they can get.

(ooc: there'll be minature posts, one to recieve your 'job', and the each one's respective jobs where you can mingle! Also, feel free to cross over and discuss with other 'jobs'. Anyone who's built anything knows that everything functions TOGETHER instead of separate. So feel free to converse!)
 
dinnerdate: (one of those days. again)

[personal profile] dinnerdate 2013-03-08 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
[When he'd agreed to help the Wrecker with rebuilding his ship, he hadn't been called crazy yet. Amazing how a simple word could cause the Stunticon to want to change his mind. He could, he easily could, and it wouldn't even matter as Wheeljack would have plenty of help. He was an Autobot, social, people liked him. He'd have no trouble getting his ship built. It would be easy to simply not go.

Or he could simply go and help like he said he would, and just brood on the whole crazy thing later. That and how the whole be friends with Wheeljack again just like old times wasn't working out. At least to him it wasn't.

With a sigh and a look like he's half ready to bolt, he makes his way over to the build site.]

Hey.
dinnerdate: (one of those days. again)

[personal profile] dinnerdate 2013-03-08 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Such are the problems from going from incredibly confident to having dark energon completely shatter it. From having the substance completely change who he was. That was why he insisted that the old Dead End was dead. He just didn't see how he was at all like his old self, or would ever be like that again. The whole friendship thing was a stupid idea, if he really thought about it. Like him it couldn't be fixed.]

Yeah, sure... What do you need me to do?
dinnerdate: (one of those days. again)

[personal profile] dinnerdate 2013-03-09 08:19 am (UTC)(link)
[And as long as Wheeljack insisted he was still in there, he'd keep denying it. He'd given up on himself long before he even tried.]

Considering you know me, do you really need to ask? My skills haven't changed, Jackie. I've only ever been good at navigation and making drinks... Put me on whatever you think I won't ruin.
dinnerdate: (ooohhh that's what you meant)

[personal profile] dinnerdate 2013-03-09 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
It was my job at first.

I'm not a genius, Wheeljack... Yes I know how they work, but that doesn't mean I can make one. I can try, but I'm not guaranteeing anything.
dinnerdate: (ooohhh that's what you meant)

[personal profile] dinnerdate 2013-03-12 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
I... Guess so.

[He shuffles awkwardly.]

If you're sure about this.