"Besides, you really think your bosses would TELL you if scrap hit the fan? Nah. They'd leave you out ta rust." He doesn't like authority, clearly.

The Bot stares down at his new acquaintance, studying him. "Wheeljack." This guy kinda reminds him of Ratchet, but less...well, Ratchet.

"And YOU d i d throw yourself on my windshield." Tough scrap, fleshy. Fair is fair. "See ya 'round, doc...or not." With a short transformation sequence, he's speeding down the road once again, but this time, he's deep in tought.

Takes one to know one, Screamy.

Just for the record-he totally would've gone down in history as the one to snuff Soundwave's spark if it wasn't for that stupid Resonance Blaster.

He sends a high-frequency signal to Starscream It doesn't say anything important. It's just a winkyface. That's it.

//Off for tonight

//So I discovered this badaft art of a human Wheeljack while searching for a pfp yesterday

Amen to that.

//Bruh my Twitter feed won't update

The whole 'cowboy samurai' thing won't work, they told him. 'You're an idiot for trying', they said. Who's laughing now?

Swordplay and explosives are his specialties. Well, and being a badaft if you wanna count that. Bots love him, 'Cons fear him. Just the way he likes it.

Then sit

He's just left the base after a sparring session with Bumblebee. Poor Scout. ...... Ok, so it was a tie, kid got a lucky punch in! A long, quiet drive is all he needs right now. Or some action.

Kick him and you're dead.

Currently in power down. Do not disturb. He means it. Literally-there's a "Do Not Disturb" sign hanging on his front windshield.

Might accidentally crush whatever @TightlyWoundDoc is using with a poorly aimed lob.

'Con played dirty with that sound gun thing. He'd never beat him in a fair fight!

Sniffing the air, Wheeljack finds he smells conflict. A smile works itself onto his faceplate.