turn on your electric heart

[ 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.))

[ Jolt is clearly gearing up to go somewhere. A few extra layers of clothing keep the acidic rain off of him as much as possible, and he's armed himself with, of all things, an extension chord from the garage. It's not his whips, but it's close enough.

And residents of 1249 Williams Road will notice there's a guy on their couch with ice on his knee- that would be poor Sideswipe. ]

Harley? Jeff? ... Kaito? This is my friend, Sideswipe. He's under strict orders not to get off the couch. I need one of you to keep an eye on him for me. There's a note with instructions for him, I shouldn't be gone long, but make sure he does as he's told. If he starts being stubborn, tell him I'll kick his other knee in if he doesn't behave.

[ From what he's heard, there's an actual election going on now, and if the milkman was the cause of all this- if he's the reason his friend can't walk right now- well, then he's going to set things right as best he can. Mayfield has offered a way, and he's going to take advantage of it. ]

Here goes nothing.

((ooc; Bend time as you like and interact with him out on the street or in the house.))

[ there is a long silence, then a groggy groan-slash-yawn ]

Guys? Did- did it work? I- wait. This isn't right. Ratchet-? Hello? Ow. Primus, my head. Ratchet said I might be sore, but...

[ a yelp, followed by the distinct sounds of someone falling out of bed ]

Ow. W-what's going on?! Where- what- my body--

Okay, Jolt. Let's think about this for a second. One klik I'm in the desert. On my right, Optimus. On my left... that... one mech. I never got his name. Anyway, I'm positive I did everything right, so how did I wind up here?

Frag it, I better be dreaming. Dreaming that I'm a human. In a house.

...

Forget dreaming. Maybe this is really a nightmare.

...Guys? Autobots- tell me I'm not the only one here. Please tell me I'm not the only one here.