Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20170503093145/@comment-27344811-20170504110458

Megatron slightly shivers. "Blackarachnia. What a suprise."

Prowl says to Lockdown; "Open your car doors."

"No."

"Lockdown."

"I am NOT getting organic drool on my seats!"

"Well, Skylynx is currently stuck in the ground. You're a 5- seater. I'm a two-seater."

"Fine." Lockdown's doors popped open.

"All finished!" Scrapper says as he finishes the repairs on the Brain.

Mix takes a chug. "Wow, this stuff is GREAT!"

"Alright. I guess we gotta go.. somewhere...."

Mixmaster scratched his head. "Uh... where?"

Snarl bumpd Scrapper and Mixmaster onto his back. "Whoa!" Mix says. Snarl trots up to Prowl.

"I.. uh... guess we're coming too?" Scrapper says. "Thank you. We need all the help we can get." Prowl says.

Sludge stomps over. "Heeeeey you must be Prowl! I've heard a LOT! Can I come with you, brother?"

Lockdown groaned. "This is gonna get old VERY quickly."