Captions by Phasewing

I brought this up after much key smashing... but that's not the tuna salad I wanted!

ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO ME! >:D

Now we have to wonder who's the real Fatty Robot of them all: Energon Optimus or this Weighty Fat Galvatron.

On the other side of the stone marker, it reads:

Dead population: 345,582PU... [Some of the back is scratched off by vandals.. who've added the letters PU].

Octane: Who the hell put -that- there? o.O

The Decepticons are practicing their daily ritual: Waiting for Unicron, Primus or Trypticon to burn them sensationally with a maginifying glass.

Ravage only wants to be a spectator.

[Rumble:] I'm gonna unscrew yer head off, periscope dude!

[Perceptor:] You say you're going to screw my head off? GET OFF!!! Perverted humanized Decepticon!!

[Rumble:] I didn't say "screw", jackaft!! *Starts slapping Percy&#

SLIMED!!

Ginrai: "........................................... Ouch."

Dirge & Thrust: "DO THE HULA! HULAHULAHULAHULA!"

Kup: Why is it that we're 'dead'?

Springer: don't know... maybe our CPU's fried... and we've turned gray like Prime did.

Scourge: NNNNRRRRGHHHH!!! RRRRMMMMNH!

Kup: Aw, shut up, you winged freak. We're Zombots.

Nnnooooooooooo!! You broke my ant farm, Cyclonus! *Cyclonus goes O_o* So? *Scourge attempts to gather the dirt and the ants.*