[network] Things just got a little bit hotter around here.

[warmesthugs]

[There isn't much visible in the video feed at first; the image is grainy and out of focus, and the frame briefly scrolls upwards a couple of times before falling into its rightful place, as though someone is tweaking the settings.

When it settles, all that's visible is a massive, dark shape silhouetted against the sky. He glares at the screen with two baleful red eyes and brimming rage makes the biolights tracking down his cheeks burn bright. Two words boom over the line.]

Explanation. Now.

Comments

[phase6kindofbot]

People from multiple universes get pulled here. No idea what's causing it so far.

[warmesthugs]

That's.

[That's Sixshot.]

That's stupid.

[phase6kindofbot]

I guess.

[Mostly, it's just weird.]

Anyways, try not to shoot the Autobots. There's a semi-formal truce... thing here.

[warmesthugs]

[Scornful snort.]

According to who?

[phase6kindofbot]

Megatron. Both the younger and older.

[Sixshot levels him with a pointed look.]

And I'm still loyal to Megatron.

[warmesthugs]

[You know what they've taken out a Phase Sixer. To hell with it.]

Good to know.

[phase6kindofbot]

[For a beat, Sixshot just watches Helex, expression unreadable. Eventually, he shrugs again, resting his chin on his on his fist.]

Try not to kill Spinister either. He's our only medic.

[warmesthugs]

He's here too, huh? Looks like it's turning into one big happy reunion.

[phase6kindofbot]

I'll just go fetch the high grade.

[warmesthugs]

Now it's really a party!