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[makingtracks]

You've reached Autobot Tracks!
I'm out cruising right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you!

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audio; $cosmedic

[redcosmedic]

[ Knock Out injects as much joviality into his tone as the subterfuge of the message needs. ]

I may have found somewhere to spin our tires. Would you meet me here, and we can give it a try?

[makingtracks]

Of course! I'll be there as soon as I can.

Video

[daintylegs]

Hello Tracks! My name is Tailgate, nice to meet you.

How do you feel about blue and purple boats? Would you go on a blind date with one?

Asking for reasons.

[makingtracks]

[ Tracks kind of freezes up at seeing Tailgate of all mechs. He knew he was aboard, but had intended on avoiding him. But then the words properly register, and he's... Okay, a bit more confused than wary and whatever else he was going to feel. ]

I- Blue and purple boats? Well, I'll admit I don't know many boats, but a blind date...

[ Ah, well, what does he have to lose? ] You know what, why not? I'm all up for a blind date.

[daintylegs]

Amazing! I'll let him know.

You won't be too disappointing, he's pretty cool.

Anyway, you can meet him at Maccadams at this date and time that I am going to give you right now.

[And he does.]

Oh, right, his name is Riptide.

[makingtracks]

'Riptide'? That's a nice name.

Alright Tailgate, thank you. I'll see him then.

video

[bestboyscout]

Good afternoon Tracks! I, um, think I need a bit of advice and I feel like you wouldn't tease me too much or try to pull my leg.

[makingtracks]

Oh, Deckerd! It's been a while since we last talked, how are you doing?

I promise I won't tease. Now, what do you need advice on?

[bestboyscout]

I'm doing well thank you.

[ If by well he means anxious and worrying about a whole lot more then he should about things. ]

Well you see this is going to sound crazy but I saw the posters for that Ball and I think it'd be fun to go to but I've never... I mean I've been to a party but that was in a Warehouse with maybe ten other people and it wasn't very fancy...

[ He sighs just get to the point Deckerd! ]

I'm just afraid of doing something to embarrass myself, could you help me?

[grimgrams]

[ Grimlock isn't sure that he wants to give Tracks anything for Christmas. Still, he has cookies left over and Tracks is a fellow Autobot from his own world. Thus, Grimlock will give Tracks a bag of cookies. They're completely undecorated. A few are broken because this bag clearly hasn't been handled with care.]

text

[spidersgeorg]

we got no errands to run for the other decepticons and we got nothin 2 do
entertainment where

[makingtracks]

If you think you can fit five spiders into a corvette without ripping the upholstery, I've just gotten a space-worthy upgrade, courtesy of Knock Out. Want to go for a flight?

[spidersgeorg]

doubt it but we'll come outside anyway

text

[debonairsharpshooter]

do u ever think to urself i've woken up over 10,000 times and i'm still not used to it?

[makingtracks]

...Yes?

Sorry, I don't know who this is. Are you alright?

Video

[greenhorndestiny]

Hey. [ Smokescreen's on the line. Poor nervous rookie, he's scratching the side of his face carefully. ]

Sorry about the Ball, I got angry and sick. And you didn't deserve that aimed at you just cause you're buddy buddy with Knock Out.

Can we talk? If not I understand.

[makingtracks]

[ Tracks' own smile flashes in return, relief lightly colouring it. ]

Of course we can talk, Smokescreen. You're feeling better, then?

[greenhorndestiny]

Of course [ He hits his chest to show he's sturdy. ]

I don't know if the video is safest... and I don't know if I want to talk about why I got an edge about Knock Out yet...

So your call.

Audio (backdated to about the end of the same day as the library brawl!)

[deceptichips]

[Several hours after he was escorted from the medbay and once all the jailed crew members' questioning is done, a message comes as promised.]

I'm out of the brig and free to go. Just letting you know.

[makingtracks]

You are? That's great! Excellent timing too- Do you want to celebrate with a flight? I had a procedure done - courtesy of Knock Out, course - to make myself space-worthy, but I haven't had a chance to test it out yet.

And I do have to take someone along for this first flight. Doctor's orders. Want to come along?

[deceptichips]

[:D]

A chance to stretch my wings and spend some time off the R2 after sitting bored out of my processor in a cell for hours on end? You don't need to ask me twice. I'm sure I'm qualified for escort duty on a test flight.

Which shuttle bay should I meet you in?

voice

[spidersgeorg]

Let's go to Mac's on a date! [this is chop shop's voice, and yet not his voice. this must be one of his components.

not that... he got too nervous to ask combined and ended up splitting up, letting his confident left leg take the centre stage.] A real date!

[makingtracks]

I- A date? [ With me? is what isn't said, but the flustered, startled tone of his voice probably carries it for him.

Usually he would turn such things down. Too many mechs have wanted to just stare at his wings, or think he'll be desperate or- Any number of things. But that day with the mechanical bull readily comes to mind, chatting and laughing as Tracks spun Chop Shop's keys around his fingers.

...When did his face get so warm? ]

Alright, okay. Let's go on a date.

[spidersgeorg]

[there's a short, delighted cackle and some interference, like the line is being shared between multiple observers. mostly because it is.]

Told ya so, why are you always so nervous?! Shuddup, Righty, quit gettin' on at me!

Top! We'll be there tonight. Good for you?

[spidersgeorg]

yo cn we talk need help w smth