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[daintylegs]

REALLY??

[Hello, this is Tailgate and he seems SUPER unhappy about several things right now. First and foremost is every other member of his own species. He's even on the verge of a panic attack, because too many things are happening at once. He means to lock to this to every Cybertronian he knows, but accidentally makes it public.]

Is it really too much to ask that we don't, oh I don't know, fight each other? Because I feel like just bringing it up as a possibility is asking for the impossible!

You're going to hurt an organic if this keeps up! We're going to look really bad at this rate!

Just imagine a world where we can talk things out like rational adults! How about that! No punching or killing needed!

Aha, but that makes me the crazy one, doesn't it?

[He's not just talking about the robot pileup either. While he's not entirely 100% sure about the details, he knows that a few more scuffles have broken out here and there among them, and that's just plain ridiculous.]

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[chipouttaluck]

[Aha! So her estimate was right on the money.]

Have you tried... not punchin'? Might help. [Not like she's any good at not fighting, either.]

[daintylegs]

That'd be expecting too much from bots who fought a civil war for for million years.

[He does feel a little bit of a twang of guilt for his own lack of understanding for them.]

But still, being civil never hurt anyone.

[chipouttaluck]

...Yeah, that'd probably do it. [Jeez.]

Do you guys know what it's about, or is the war just kinda baked in at this point?

[daintylegs]

Upon investigation, I have learned that someone was called "short".

And that same person said things he shouldn't have said.





Our species isn't known for their problem solving skills

[chipouttaluck]

Huh. Guess I can't really judge. Pretty sure our world blew up because China called us fat. [True Fact. Except that it's not.]

If it involves guns, we're pretty good at it. Other than that, eh. Things get dicey.