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Jetstorm can be found idly circling around the Cooper form in jet mode, watching the world below him. Is he looking for more weird squishies? For someone to race? For anything that looks like it could be improved by dropping something large and heavy on top of it? Who knows-but the smart money's on all three.

Venom can be found at the Cooper farm as well, perched on the roof and keeping an eye on things closer to the house. If you don't mind drool and teeth, he's happy to talk.

Edwin is, surprise surprise, at the farm as well, hobbling about and looking generally twitchy. He's good at that.

Nhim, however, is not at the farm. Instead, she's a good several miles away, and quite happily devouring an unlucky cow. She looks rather pleased with herself, and just a little bit gory. (This sort of thing happens when you're a large predator.)

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"Last time I checked, everything around here smart enough to use technology is, unfortunately, squishy. And seeing how I'm not picking up any Cybertronian signatures..."

He idly did a barrelroll-let whoever was broadcasting see him show off, if they could see him. "And that would be me, myself, and I. Jetstorm, Vehicon air commander, at your-no, scratch that-not at your service. Who's asking, anyway?"

"They call me The Bunny. Or Mister Rabbit. And I don't use technology." It gazes upwards with beady eyes. "I am technology."

Jetstorm suddenly halts, hovering where he is in the air. "If I hear anything about Maximals, techorganic anything, or fragging goop, there's going to be be some problems, rabbit."

"What the fisk is a maximal?" The rabbit rolls over on his back, chewing on a stalk of grass. "How the hell are you staying in the air like that? You got VTOL on that thing?"

"A Maximal is a technorganic pain in my aft, and something I plan to shoot the first chance I get. Especially if it's the spider." He quickly rolled over again-staying in the same spot-just to show off. "Behold the wonders of Vehicon technology, fuzzy."

"I like it." He likes it a lot. "what else does this vehicon technology do?" Anything that adds to his aresenal. Like that lovely little memory wiping device he picked up.

"Mainly? It's supposed to make anything technorganic go squish, splat, or crunch. All part of the job. Honestly? Biggest perk were the drones, but I haven't seen any here-and if they were here? I'd know it."

"Technorganic sounds bloody icky. Like some of them damn cyborgs." The rabbit considers a moment more. "Drones?"

"Close enough. Do your cyborgs do speeching, though? That seems to be a built-in addon to every single one of the petting zoo. And trust me, it's the most annoying."

Even though he didn't have anyone to look at, Jetstorm still nodded. "Aerodrones. Dumber than Tankorr-well, most of them-had a real annoying tendency to explode at the worst possible moment, but you couldn't beat 'em for cannonfodder...not to mention there's nothing like seeing a fuzzball's face when they notice the backup."

"I believe we call it monologuing, and all the monkeys do it." The rabbit nods. "I made a couple for me once. They didn't work out so well. Plus, the whole restrictions on real AI thing."

"The monkey's the best at it, as far as staying power goes," Jetstorm says, and he'd shrug if he had shoulders at the moment. "But for most aggravating? That prize goes to the spider." He pauses. "'Real AI thing'?"

"Monkeys equal humans in my book. Well, except in Texas." The rabbit gnaws on his foot a moment. "I'm not from this time period. In my time, humans put a restriction on creating truly intelligent machines, enforced by the truly intelligent machine who runs the planet."

"Texas? I didn't see monkeys, humans, or anything other primatey slag there, aside from the dragon lady-what we ran into was bats." He pauses at the explanation. "Sounds like somebody was just a little afraid of competiton."

"There was a war. We didn't really win, they didn't really lose, but concessions were made." The rabbit rolls over again. "What about you?"

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