Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27344811-20180717205018/@comment-27344811-20180726212936

"Something that Soundwave introduced to us. For a leading officer, he's pretty relax-"

"SILENCE!" Lugnut slams his black, napalm-y claws into the table. "That contraption may have been created by the GLOOORIOUS Megatron, but he is no true Decepticon! He was not there for the master's glory and rousing! We were all born, we learned the Decepticon cause. He was made; he has no soul, no Spark! He is unfit to stand in the Mighty Megatron's gl-"

Lugnut stops when he spots the black and gold robotic condor walking towards him. Lugnut stands up and slowly starts walking backwards. Buzzsaw screeches and breaks into a run, wings flapping. Lugnut screams as he runs off, the birb following.

"Do you think it'll be an arm or a leg?"

"I'm betting on him taking out one of those eyes. AAANYWAYS, this game is called... One, I think? You're supposed to match these cards-" Vortex waves a holocard- "with each other, adding to the stack in the center until you run out of cards. You match matching colors."

"And matching symbols... which is why I'm always winning. Vortex tuned out the rest of the instructions."

"Shut up! I did not!"