User blog:Bzero/Benin-Jeri - Report from Los Angeles

 "Mork Calling Orson; come in Orson. Is anybody out there? This is ET, phoning home. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine - the security of the familiar, the tran--*burst of static* -- However, I don't have to tell you th--*burst of static* -- are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. I was warned not to come here. I was warned.

"I've done what I can - hiding, sniping, hit and run. Guerilla tactics, spying. I hope my Intel gets through - I hope this gets through. On this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet, to begin my story in medias res. We are a city under siege. Overcharges and Sharkticons continue to --*burst of static* -- the city, and Allicons stalk the sewers.

"Humans continue to be rounded up and taken into the Spire, coming out Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger. I've saved who I can, passing them to our Underground Railroad. We --*burst of static* --, gentlemen. We must send the entire Spartan army to aid our king in the preservation of not just ourselves, but of our children. The humans need us. I will try to find a technological way to defeat them, but we can't wait long.

"I trust the Autobots to survive. As long --*burst of static* -- how to love, I know we'll be alive. We are the brave and the bold. We will triumph over evil. We have the power. I know we'll find a way to send the Quints packing for home with their tentacles in a knot. And you know, by God, I actually pity those poor bastards we're goin' up against. Grimlock smash. I'll be right here waiting for you,'Til All Are --*burst of static* -- -Jeri out."

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