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Date Posted: 13:50:16 08/20/01 Mon
Author: Rusty
Subject: "C'mon, eat it! It'll put hair on yer chest!"

The bizarre robot Rusty shoved a plate of disturbing-looking food over to the customer in front of him.

"Uh, I'll pass."

Rusty's grin became a frown. He was an odd-looking fellow, resembling a small Junkion, though far less boxy�some thought he was just a Vehicon lacking some important circuits in a hand-made shell. He didn't really know what he was himself. No symbols of any faction branded him. He sighed, turning back to his grill.

"Rock rock, Rock 'n' Roll High School...." He sang. Most considered him a Junkion due to his, well, junky appearence and his knowledge of ancient pop-culture. Others called him a Vehicon; he was clearly an advanced piece of machinery without being reformatted. Some dubbed him either a Maximal or a Predacon, given his size and human-esque face. Whatever Rusty was, he was a riddle wrapped in an enigma hidden cleverly behind the fridge. "I just wanna have some kicks, I just wanna get some chicks, rock rock rock rock Rock 'n' Roll High School...."

"Hey! Rusty! Got my Cheetos?" Asked the Maximal J-Kat. One of the few reformatted Maximals in AOD employment, he was constantly mistaken for the Maximal hero Cheetor. Thus, he always wore a pair of Terran sunglasses, even though it didn't help much.

"Of course I do! They're dangerously cheesy!" Rusty replied, spinning around with a pack of the Terran snack food. The pair mugged to a camera that didn't exist...

...and were caught in the act by Ruins, the mildly psychotic Vehicon.

"What are you two doing?! You're staring at Skids, aren't you! HE'S FOLLOWING ME!!!"

"Skids? Who's that?"

"DAMNED IF I KNOW!!! Whoever he is, he's FOLLOWING ME!!"

"Wasn't Skids an Autobot?"

"C'mon, Rusty, that's insane. There's no record of a 'Skids.' I bet Ruins is just making slag up."

"No, he's making Skids up. Slag was a Dinobot."

Normally, I'd have a TFWW quote of Optimus Prime or another character not knowing who Skids is, but I can't seem to find one.

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Replies:

"Hey there fella's, what's up with Ruins?" -- Corpral Ferral, 11:14:01 08/21/01 Tue
- "Rusty..feh." -- Rusty, 18:24:19 09/04/01 Tue