“Ride the wind, dudebot!” The white van put on a burst of speed before returning to his natural robotic form. The momentum of the charge combined with that of his transformation hurled him up and over Heatwave in a long flip. Soundwave cleared Heatwave’s rumbling form and landed between the fleeing missile tank and the approaching Scrounges. “I got this!”

The Scrounges turned their attention to Soundwave, training their weapons and bearing down on his stationary form at high speed.

“You dudes may be numerous, but there’s one thing you don’t know.” Soundwave reached out with his sensors, catching a signal that identified itself as 95.5 KROC. He triggered the mental commands to reroute and amplify the signal, causing speaker panels to open across his body. “I have no mouth...”

The lead Scrounge swerved to one side, his main gun array powering up for another volley.

“Yet I must rock.”

The Scrounges desperately attempted to disengage their audio sensors as the “Non-Stop Classic Rock Block” scrambled their equilibrium at a hundred and eighty decibels and sent them careening into each other in a chaotic tangle of wheel-wells and half-transformed limbs.



- Eye in the Sky