http://blownup-wasp.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] blownup-wasp.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-07-18 11:20 pm
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Relaxing Predacon-style

It wasn't that surprising that Waspinator was torn between self-loathing that there were no no Maximals, Predacons, or any Cybertronians, and the fact that as far as he rememebered no one bothered him. Waspinator didn't care about this ship, or as he put it 'fleshy-ship head voice'. So he booted up the Sensoriums with a familair sight to him: prehistoric Earth. He sat down on the grass and stretched as best a Transformer can.

"Waspinator happy. Glad no fleshy-bots are around."
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[identity profile] wolf-that-grins.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Why? Does Waspinator have plans?" Wags said, face appearing over Waspinator's.

[identity profile] blownup-wasp.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
If Predacons could freak out, Waspinator would be doing that. So Waspinator was shocked as what looked like a human startled him. "Slag... What does fleshy-bot want?"

[identity profile] wolf-that-grins.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Philosophically or literally?" the Garou asked.

[identity profile] blownup-wasp.livejournal.com 2010-07-23 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
Subtle goes stright over most Predacons heads, and Waspinator is never that bright anyway, so it wasn't surpising that he lacked patience. "What does fleshy-bot want?" He asks as annoyed as Waspinator can get.
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