[ There's one interesting side effect about having ingested energon, one that Quickman doesn't even notice until about halfway through his vibrating across the ship. It makes sense though, in hindsight. There's so much energy inside of him, fighting to get out, taking every avenue it could-
Why wouldn't it somehow manage to turn all his weapon systems back on?
Laughing, quick boomerangs littering the hall he discovered this in, all his combat suites are in overdrive with the rest of him. Coding itching at his processor, chewing on him, and oh he could reroute it, burn his energy off in other ways, but where was the fun in that?
Quickman still has a slight to his pride he's nursing, after all. And juiced up in this moment, it feels like a pretty good idea.
At this speed, it seems like it takes no time at all to track down his would-be opponent. Speaking slower than his vocalizer wants to run right now is a chore, but he forces it anyway, wanting to be understood. ]
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Why wouldn't it somehow manage to turn all his weapon systems back on?
Laughing, quick boomerangs littering the hall he discovered this in, all his combat suites are in overdrive with the rest of him. Coding itching at his processor, chewing on him, and oh he could reroute it, burn his energy off in other ways, but where was the fun in that?
Quickman still has a slight to his pride he's nursing, after all. And juiced up in this moment, it feels like a pretty good idea.
At this speed, it seems like it takes no time at all to track down his would-be opponent. Speaking slower than his vocalizer wants to run right now is a chore, but he forces it anyway, wanting to be understood. ]
Hey, Sparky!