shitposting rave 2, electric boogaloo

Suture: But that knee joint totally needed reformatting
Puncture: Yeah, it was ugly.
Curette: We fixed it!
Chopper: It was awesome.
Pulse: Yeah until it wasn't awesome anymore, shut up!

 

Too late. I'm gonna do it. I got my big frag off cannon and all.

 

Pretty sure namin' the kid after somebody you killed's worse luck, darlin'.

 

-flatly- Don't you dare talk about your brother as something to improve.

 

... *puts the grenade launcher away*

 

You just want to murder Megatron.

 

[All of them]: *quietly* Sorry, Throttle.

 

I want to murder a great many people, kid, I just have very good self-control.

 

Yeah.

 

What do you do before you try to fix someone?

 

You know if you want a weapon I'll give you one. As long as you kill no one on my crew.

 

WHAT-- I mean of course it is and every one of them will be perfect little murder machines.

Oh that's why that's happening. I don't pay attention to things. I follow people.

 

[All of them]: *even more quietly Make sure we can fix it...

 

I- that'd be nice.

 

You're giving away weapons? I want one!

 

And?

 

Come by the armory some time and send me your specs beforehand and I'll fix you something up. Blasters, tasers, guns, swords, knifes, bombs, what's your poison?

Are you on my crew? No? Then you have to pay for weapons like everyone else. Here's my rates. *sends him a prepared text message*

 

[All of Them]: ...And ask if they want fixing...

 

There are numbers here, that can't be your rates.
MY rates are simple.
Frag
Or
Die
;D

 

Quick! We need to name them!

Alto, Soprano, Contralto, Spinto, Arioso, Vibrato, Tessitura, Melisma, A Capella, and Sprechgesang!