Anonymous asked: NIG
Yo! Name's Jazz! I'm Optimus Prime's First Lieutenant. At least, I was. Yah know, that fight with Megatron really wasn't somethin' I predicted, but I'm back now. Mess with the crew, and y'all are gonna have to deal with me. But, don't worry 'bout that. It's good to be back. So, how's it hangin'?
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• Drop a line. What's Crackin' ?
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• What's crackin'?
• Drop a line. What's Crackin' ?
jivebot asked: 'Ey, y'give me some kinda sign an' Imma stop this shit singin'.
jivebot asked: Flash once f'yes, two f'no. Flash three times now if y'agree.
jivebot asked: Yo, Jay Cat. Zapper says y'respondin'. Y'jus' ain't talkin'. A'ight. I can dig that. How much y'processin'?
;smiles more, putting the flash light down; You see it. You’re improving well, Jazz. Say, I bet you learned some new dance moves lately, huh? ;looks to the monitor connected to Jazz’s processor, seeing if he is provoking a response by seeing Jazz’s processor activity rise from answering questions; Hmm… I did some research on music. Do you like that guy Jay-z? Don’t know much about him. How about that music type called Electronic? ;watches;
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*visor flash again. And again. Systems all stall at once.**pulse of light. That is all you get. */vents, grinds his denta a little/ A’ight. A’ight, I can work with that. Y’respondin’….sorta. A’ight. /grins, clearly strained/ Gonna comm Dim an’ Doc Bot an’ Zapper. Getcha on home.
*pulse of light. That is all you get. *…. *visor just flashes with light. The white remains there, not fading. Doesn’t seem to register Blaster at all. */growls, doorwings flicking around restlessly/ Well. At least y’aren’t fraggin’ offline. /waves his servo in front of the visor/ Y’diggin’ anythin’ in there?!
…. *visor just flashes with light. The white remains there, not fading. Doesn’t seem to register Blaster at all. **just thrown on the ground, under his chair, since it fell on him. Not moving, but not dead. Visor pulsing white. Fans stalled.*/found the coordinates, let’s just oh so casually stride up to Jazz like a mature mech an-/
JAY CAT, Y’PRIMUS-BLESSED MORON-!! /or he could skid over like his exhaust’s on fire and yank the chair off him before rolling Jazz over/ Jay Cat! Yo, mayne, y’hearin’ me at all?!
