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[corruptedwrecker]

You've got some nerve bringing me here Mundane. Guess you want to control me too huh?! Well you're wrong and you'll always be wrong!

[Anyone who tries to control him deserves whatever Bulkhead throws at them. But he's trapped, helpless before everything. He hates it with a passion, but what can he do? His hatred for his mun pales in comparison to Him. Nothing can ever approach Him.]

Don't know what you're playing at, but it's a dangerous game.

Go back to the Pits.

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[optimus]

[Well, that earns a raised eyebrow.]

There are more effective ways of reasoning with your mundane, Bulkhead - hostility rarely leads to a favourable outcome.

[corruptedwrecker]

You.

[He knows you.

This is all your fault.]

So you decided to show up after all.

For all the good it'll do.

[lobster_tranny]

[Did someone mention a Him? Well too bad, you're getting one.]

I think the pits can manage without us for awhile~

[corruptedwrecker]

The slag are you?

[Can he kill you?

He wouldn't mind doing that. Not at all.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Bulk?

What's with ya? The Doc tweak your circuits a little too tight?

[corruptedwrecker]

!!!

[Tweaked... his circuits?

Oh you have no idea.]

Wheeljack.

Looks like you escaped, good for you.

But I think you should come back.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Escaped?

[There's an eyebrow perk. You've already confused him.]

Ooooohkay. Escaped from what? A doctor's visit?

Not that I got anythin' against the good Doc, but the less lectures I get, the better.

[corruptedwrecker]

[His voice lowers bitterly as a memory slowly crawls back to him.]

Lectures are the least of your worries Jackie.

He'll find you and I'll have to kill you. Nice of you to leave me behind though.

[Not that he can leave. Several things keep him where he is and he hates it.]

You should have killed me while you had the chance.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[This is worrying Wheeljack slightly. This wasn't like Bulkhead in the least. The guy was tough but...not this tough.]

Whoa, back up there, Bulk. When did I leave you...?

[And that last sentence chills him to the spark.]

What.

[corruptedwrecker]

[Bulkhead isn't exactly... sane anymore. He sort of lost that a long time ago.]

You should have killed me.

Wait, on second thought it was a good thing you didn't. He would have tracked you down and used you to replace me.

You need to run Jackie, before he comes for you.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Bulk...what's gotten into you?

[A hand raises up to check his friend's head, hoping to get some kind of answer from his optics.]

I thought we both knew we'd never leave each other hangin'.

[corruptedwrecker]

[That just makes him burst out in grim laughter. What's gotten into him indeed. Wheeljack can look into his eyes all he wants, he won't find anything there except a vast emptiness. This has been going on for too long.]

It's better this way Wheeljack, believe me.

[He flinches away from Wheeljack's hand. Bulkhead doesn't like people touching him, only bad things come from that.]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[That hand freezes in place, shocked that Bulkhead would shy away from him like that.]

Who did this, Bulk. Tell me. I'll take care of it.

[corruptedwrecker]

I really wish you could Jackie, but he's gonna be my kill.

He has to be my kill.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Bulk, will you listen to me? I'm gonna help ya out, and you can't stop me.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

B-Bulkhead?

[She really doesn't know what to do with this sudden feeling of not wanting to be here, especially since this is Bulkhead, her best friend.]

[corruptedwrecker]

[An organic.

No wait, he knows this organic. Yes, she's very familiar! Bulkhead's kind of surprised that she's still in one piece after her experiment. Actually, she looks like she hasn't been experimented on at all, which is kind of strange. Still, he has a job to do.]

Experiments aren't supposed to leave their cages.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

Bulkhead, what do you mean 'experiments'? Don't you recognize me? It's your friend, Miko.

[Oh no, it was like that time he had that weird formula in his head, only worse, cause now he knew she was there but didn't seem to know who she was.]

Bulkhead, please, remember me!

[corruptedwrecker]

[Are you someone he's forgotten? It's a possibility, since he's forced to forget things and remember things all the time. He usually never has any choice on the matter.]

You don't wanna be my friend, believe me.

[Some small part of him admires her obvious pluckiness, but the rest of him reminds him that she'll probably be gone by next week. Just like all the others.]

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

But Bulkhead, we already are friends... we do all sorts of fun things together, like rocking out to music, monster truck rallies.... off roading.

[Despite all the things warning her that something was wrong she still took a step forward, trying to reach up for him.]

You've just gotta remember me!

[corruptedwrecker]

There's nothing to remember!

Listen... uh... Miko, you should leave before you get hurt.

[He glares at her as if that alone will make her back off a little bit. Bulkhead doesn't want to hurt her, but he'll have no choice if she keeps this up.]

You're better off running while you still can.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

NO!

[That decides her and she runs forward to grab onto his ankle as best she can. She doesn't want to let him go, or leave him, not now.]

Please don't make me go, I don't care if you can't remember, you are my special friend!

[rustypistons]

Bulkhead! What's gotten into you?

[cantbuildengines]

[What. Just, what? Color Arcee confused.]

The scrap's gotten into you, Bulkhead?

ooc: have a Mirroverse-AU of TFP!Starscream

[distortedscream]

Under new management, Wrecker?