I blame boredoom

[miss_sweet_rims]

[Knock Out looks a bit more busty than usually, a bit shorter and, generally, a bit more like a she. The Con has a rag for polishing on her hands and was taking care of any possible scratch in her finish when she got interrupted.]

Yes, you officially broke Breakdown's. Give yourself a pat on the back. [She fights the urge to roll her eyes.]

Now, can't you see I'm busy?

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[wheeljackofalltrades]

[No. No no no no.

Can't...look away. It's horrible and amazing at the same time.]

The slag happened to you?

[totalhammertime]

[Wut.

Wut.

Wut is this.

Breakdown has just broken down...]

[miss_sweet_rims]

[Call her horrible and she will roast your aft with her prod, Jackie. She's got an ever bigger ego than her male counterpart.]

I got interrupted while I was doing my daily routine, one would thing that the polishing gave em away on that one.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Bet you'd enjoy that, wouldn't you.]

And what's your daily ro-

No wait, why do I care?

[miss_sweet_rims]

[She stares back. What's up with you today, Blue?]

While the silence is not unusual, I am started to get concerned about the insecticon-eyed expression you are giving me, my friend.

[totalhammertime]

[Sorry wut.]

Knockout...?

You look... different today...

[What's he supposed to say to something like this?]

[automobile_enthusiast]

Well well well, what have we here~?

[miss_sweet_rims]

[Kicking a Bot's aft? Very much so. A lady needs proper entertainment.]

[Kicking a Bot's aft? Very much so. A lady needs proper entertainment.]

[She's going to ignore the last question.]

First you need and specific soaps for the finish and a large sponge to submerge it into soapy water. Then you remove the sponge, squeeze out about half of the water, place the sponge on your skin and start moving the sponge in circular motions across the body of the car.

You need to pay special attention to crevices and cracks that may have dirt trapped. Once the car has been completely cleaned, you hose off all of the soap. [She grins at him.] I wonder when was the last time you did something like that. [She's judging your paint job Wheeljack. Hard. Then she goes on again.] Next, you need to use a high speed buffer to achieve the finest results....

[miss_sweet_rims]

[One of her hands goes to her (much narrow now) waist.] I was trying a new polisher. Do you think it looks good on me?

[miss_sweet_rims]

Oh, I could ask you the same. Are you a clone? I don't recall having one of those, much less a bot.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Are you this prissy when you're a guy because he's going to punch you extra hard next time he sees you, mech or not.]

Got a problem with my paint job, Miss Priss?

[As he stands there with his dirty white finish.]

[miss_sweet_rims]

[Yup, he is Not prossy. He just thinks that looking good is important.]

You call that a paint job? I think it's just a large collection of scars and scratches.

Do you need someone to polish you?

[automobile_enthusiast]

A clone? Me? [He laughs lightly.] Please. I'm 100 percent authentic. Which makes me wonder, of course, where something like you came from.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[NO WHEELJACK IS 100% MAN.]

What?! Don't even think about it!

[miss_sweet_rims]

I wasn't offering. [She laughs and leans forward.] What made you think that? Is there something you want to tell me?

[miss_sweet_rims]

I'm unique, darling. I may be the only one of my kind, in fact. But it's good to meet someone else with taste. [Nice paint job there, buddy.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[FFF Knockout you tease. He's gonna lean back a bit because you're all up in his no-zone.]

N-No. Cept that yer maybe a bit too close for comfort.

[miss_sweet_rims]

[She has yet to give you a nickname, it can't be worse than 'sweet rims' Yes it can Knock Out looks proud now that a much bigger bot than her actually felt the need to move away.]

Don't worry Wheeljack, I don't bite very hard.

[automobile_enthusiast]

[Right back at ya, baby.] Hm, with a chassis like that, I'd have to hope so. I'm not sure I want to live in a world where sculpting like that-- [He takes in her rather lovely form with a flick of his fingers.] --is commonplace. Please, tell me it's custom.

[totalhammertime]

Yeah it does.

[Wait, that's not the issue here.]

Y-You're a femme!

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[Stop it Knockout.]

Since when should I ever take a Con's word for it? Not that I'd even take you up on it.

[miss_sweet_rims]

[You are so not fun. She starts crossing her arms over her chest.]

I'm wounded. Don't I get at least the benefit of the doubt? We've been fighting for eons and it got us nowhere, perhaps it's time to change our tactics. Time to find a better way to solve this conflict.

[She's messing up with you, don't mind her.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

You're kidding right?

[He gives a little chuckle, hoping you are, Knock Out. Weird enough that you're now a femme, but now you're just talking crazy.]

Thanks, but no thanks. You're a bit too high maintenance, if ya get my meaning.

[miss_sweet_rims]

[You, flatterer~.]

Of course it is, I won't have it any other way. [She shows him her arm, the pattern on the car door is a different sort of tribal than his own. A bit more delicate, but just as impressive.]

[miss_sweet_rims]

[No, she acts like she's not kidding. Knock Out looks death serious for a moment, and then her expression softens. When she speaks, however, she still sounds serious, there's no trace of mockery in her tone.]

This is not a joke, Wheeljack. This war has gone on for too long....and here I thougth you were a proud warrior, not a coward. Does this scare you more than fighting? it's just a different sort of battle.