video ;; action | 4TH WALL EVENT

[show_my_cannons]

[So remember how Ironhide had been lost in the wilderness earlier?]

[That's not a problem anymore. Because guess who can suddenly turn into a truck? That's right, this guy. A truck that is currently plowing through trees and bushes and whatever might be in his way. BEEP BEEP MOVE OUT OF THE WAY.]

[As soon as he gets into some clear space, be it a town, or a pathway or anything reasonably clear of tall, cumbersome trees, the truck skids to a halt.]

[And transforms.]

Hah! About time this has happened... Now.

[He rolls shoulders the size of a small family car.]

Let us get on with this. Tracking the girl should be simple. Or... hn. Simpler.

[STOMP STOMP STOMP off goes the giant robot through the town. Whichever town you might happen to be in.]

[Interrupt him? Y/N?]


((ooc: replies will come from heavyweaponsbot for icon purposes.))

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[misterbrief]

[Well uh this is probably the last thing he was expecting to roll in his path today

no pun intended

actually, yes it was]

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[misterbrief]

[...so he sort of...decides it might be a good idea to stop the giant mutant car truck vehicle thing since you know, sound logic right?]

What the in galaxy do you think you're doing stomping around like that! [GOOD START.]

[show_my_cannons]

[Ironhide actually stops, miraculously enough. Stops, and glances down.]

Saffron. I have an appointment to keep.

[misterbrief]

And who would keep an appointment with a hunk of junk like you? [He's so machine racist.]

[show_my_cannons]

That is none of your concern, is it?

[misterbrief]

[Y u gotta be so tall, he feels like his neck is going to snap from looking straight up. And he's going to raise his voice, just because he was questioned and he doesn't like that~]

You listen here- [While he's yelling, his Joltik pops its head out of his hair where it had been taking a nice nap. Oh he's yelling again, didn't it teach Vegeta not to be rude and yell all the time? So it crawls out of his hair and places itself right on that huge forhead of his-] I'll make it my concern if- [In which he gets interrupted by getting zapped by his own Pokémon.]

[show_my_cannons]

[He's not going to make it any better.]

... there is an insect on on your --

[Too late, Ironhide. He grunts, and nudges the human-looking thing with his toe.]

Head.

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[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[And suddenly giant robot goes by? Harry just watches because what.]


.....well that's new.

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[adoptivemother]

Is that a pokemon as well?

[Jodie is still new to this.]

[misterbrief]

[He doesn't even try to stop Ironhide from nudging him. He is far too humiliated at this point.]

I know. [Sounds like this isn't the first time this has happened.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[In that case, he nudges once more, for good measure. Hopefully this guy isn't dead...]

[Ah. Nope. He's online.]

Then why do you allow it to persist?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Hold up. That guy looks... vaguely familiar. The woman, not so much. He halts, and glances back over a massive shoulder to where they stand.]

...

I know you.

[Sort of.]

[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[Harry glances over at his wife, who shrugs in confusion.]

...

Do you?

[misterbrief]

[He's definitely online. A whole lot of online. Not to be confused with America Online, he doesn't have that specifically back where he's from. He doesn't even really like the internet, but he at least knows it's a thing.

Where were we? Oh right.

He looks back up at Ironhide with a look of exasperation.]

If I could get rid of the thing I would, but no matter what I try it continues to find its way back into my hair. I guess this is a consistency in this world. Don't you have one of these annoying creatures too?

[Don't ask why he hasn't just squashed Joltik yet, he doesn't know either.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Put it into its container and be done with it.

[He shrugs. It's always worked for him -- even with Jaws. Solutions are simple with Ironhide, sometimes.]

I put them away when they become... irritating.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He grunts an affirmative, crouching down a little to better peer at them.]

...

You are Heather's parent.

[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

Yes. I'm her father.

[Indicates the woman next to him.]

And this is her mother. Jodie Mason. She's just here for the day we're guessing.

You know Heather?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Just for the day?

[He ends up sitting on his heels -- as much as he can, given his build, and the state of his joints.]

Yeah. I know her. Met her often, in this place.

[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

It's what happened last year. So we're not holding out for things to change.

[He's hoping that will make the grief easier.]

What's your name? Have we talked before?

[He's pretty sure he'd remember talking to a giant robot, but then again he's pretty sure that you aren't a giant robot all the time here.]

[show_my_cannons]

Hn... right. This is always temporary.

[He'd forgotten, after everything that had happened.]

Ironhide. Autobot weapons master. [He shrugs.] I am not... like this. Usually.

This place makes me smaller. Human.

[misterbrief]

I am not holding one of those ridiculous balls up to my hair just to put the darn thing inside. I'm a warrior, not some freak sideshow designed only for the amusement of others. [Just imagine, Vegeta and the Wondrous Electrical Spider, capable of taming any rowdy and rude Saiyan Prince. It would be a perfect show.]

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[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[He avoids sighing at that.]

It usually is.

[At least this time there's no monster after him.]

Yeah, I've spoken to a few people by now like that. I think one said she was a pony.

[He's given up applying logic to this place.]

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[adoptivemother]

This place is really fascinating.

[She wishes she had her paints.]

Well it's nice to meet a friend of Heather's. However long I'm here.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Who said you were going to be gawked at?

Go do it somewhere no one is looking, if your vanity is a concern.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Fascinating is... one word for it.

[He grunts. There's an awkward sort of pause, in which he sort of... inches a massive, scarred hand froward.]

[You know, to shake fingers or something.]

She is fond of her creators.

[Which means "it's nice to meet you too". In Ironhide speak.]