[On MTMTE 19]

[organ_pharming]

Oh, don't waste so much of your internal fluids. The warden has always been of two minds about things...

...his outsides just match his inner division now.

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

[organ_pharming]

What's the matter, Amublon?

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

You know, despite the fact you did what you did, I am not surprised.

Like, really. It's kind of sad to see how far you've fallen.

Wait, not sad, just really kind of disappointing. And maybe a little pathetic.

[organ_pharming]

[Frown] Fallen? Have you seen the technology I am currently surrounded by? The miracles I can work with my new hands?

No, I suppose not- you'll just have to settle for Ratchet, who will inevitably fail.

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

Correct. I didn't stutter, did I? Also, try "insane" on for size.

Yes, because equipping yourself with a chainsaw does not at all scream "I've lost my mind".

[organ_pharming]

I'm afraid 'genius' fits me quite a bit better.

Ahem. My hands can become anything, technically. I've just had quite a few uses for chainsaws recently.

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

You just severed me into two pieces with a chainsaw. I know with the insane, logical and common concepts and things are hard to explain and understand, so let me repeat myself to cut through that thick blanket of madness wrapped around your cranium: you just severed me into two pieces with a chainsaw.

That is far from being 'genius'.

[organ_pharming]

Yes, but I did it in the spirit of friendly competition! You can hardly compare that to some wildly hacking and slashing homicidal maniac who's acts are committed more for the sheer joy of random violence.

[Though he isn't going to say he didn't enjoy cutting you in half. Because he did.]

It's imperative that we find out who between me and Ratchet is the better surgeon and I certainly wasn't going to make the injury an easy one to repair. That would be no test at all!

The only thing you should be complaining about is that you are stuck in the care of the inevitable loser.

[robotlips]

My mun hasn't even read it yet but oh does it all sound wonderful~

You are quite the intriguing individual, Pharma.

[organ_pharming]

I am, aren't I? [So modest.]

Though a compliment from a decepticon isn't worth very much. You're only interested in the spilt energon, I wager...

[robotlips]

Oh, I'm interested in plenty of things, not just spilt energon.

And really, tossing faction titles around after the way you've been acting?

[Insert tsk here.]

You and I aren't so different.

[organ_pharming]

Acting? I see no resemblance between you and I.

I'm a physician. A respected one. Working miracles! Yes, and...and standing on the cutting edge of medical science! It's no less than I deserve. [Mumble]

Cutting...haha~

[flashdrive]

Just popping in to let you know you're a bit crazy.

[He holds his fingers about a robot inch from each other, whispering.]


Just a tiny bit.

[organ_pharming]

Genius and insanity are often mistaken for one another.

[flashdrive]

Sure glad that isn't the case here!

Seriously, who let -you- have a chainsaw.

[organ_pharming]

My hands are not- [Sigh]

I'm getting really tired of explaining this. They are capable of transforming into anything. Not just. Chainsaws.

Though at the moment, I'm inclined to let them be chainsaws for as long as it takes to find out what sort of mouth you have under that mask. Besides a smart one.

[flashdrive]

[Don't mind if he turns to the audience during this explanation, making the 'cuckoo' gesture--wait what fourth wall breaking?]

Sorry, I'm afraid you'll be pretty underwhelmed.

[needlefingers]

[Honey let's NOT make the psycho medic angry.

That just seems like a bad idea, and Chromedome knows a thing or two about bad ideas.]

[flashdrive]

[Relax, Domey.

What's he going to do? KILL HIM?]

[organ_pharming]

Oh, I think I could manage to entertain myself somehow. Perhaps invent a new orifice?

[flashdrive]

Medics and their life changing advances in the medical field.

On one hand, First Aid and the art of spark-jumping.

On the other, Pharma and finding new outlets to spew things out of.

[Rewind, being dead in CANON doesn't make you safe HERE.]