oo7 ★ LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN

[electrowhipit]

[ There is a sudden clattering noise- the phone has clearly been knocked from the hook and onto the floor. The voice that follows is distant at first- though obviously confused and desperate- but the volume varies as Jolt wanders around the house at 1249 Williams Road. ]

--ight. This isn't right. Hello? Is- is there anyone here? Please, I... Idon'twantobealone. Idon'twant... to... Argh! Come on. Stop. You're an Autobot, Autobots don't lose it. They don't.

I need to call for help. They'll hear me, they have to. Need to send a signal...

Why can't I--

...

What... what happened to my hands?

((ooc; The moral of this event is: It sucks to be an Autobot. Jolt comes from a point in his past where he had been abandoned on a desert planet for quite some time... and he was already starting to freak before "arrivng" in Mayfield. To those in the house, he's a bit starved and obviously beaten up.))

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[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He... just holds onto him there, staring him in the face without recognition, without anything.]

...

[When Jolt speaks, he seems to... crumble, just a little. And lets him go, staggering blindly backward without a word.]

[electrowhipit]

[ Jolt just sinks to the floor, burying his face in his hands. Maybe... he was better off alone. Maybe it's best if he just fades quietly out of existence ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He stands where he is, silent for a long few moments, shoulders trembling.

... and then he turns to leave, collecting his discarded broom in the process.]



Find a medic. Whatever you are.

[electrowhipit]

[ He just... sits there. He doesn't even indicate if he heard Sideswipe or not. ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't so much as spare him a backwards glance as he... leaves. Just like that.]