A/N: Just a short interlude because I can't think straight. For those five people who are wondering: Silent Hill: Border of Sanity is being re-made and it is now called 'Operation: Silence' because my Beta is a G1 freak. (Thank you for the correction on that RoboWarrior)

Fun weird themes are in this one. Credit goes to Wannabe Starscream.

WARNING: Explicit themes and dirty humor in this interlude. Read at your own risk.

Interlude: Brain-dead

Just another day at NEST. Thought Zack as he sat on the human sized couch in the Rec Room, completely brain-dead after writing the first forty rules of his (Or Prowl's really) Guidebook. Sure, they were all from experience but today…it was just really boring (though being with giant alien robots is anything but boring) to be on base today. After sitting for god knows how long, Zack jumped off the couch and walked over to his laptop.

MSN might prove useful to get rid of his boredom.

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[Officer_Son] Zack

[LadiesMan217] Sam

[Alien_Freak] Leo

[Ghost_Seeker] Starscream's Ghost

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Officer_Son has signed on.

[Officer_Son]: Hello, Anyone on?

[LadiesMan217]: Hello.

[Officer_Son]: Hey Sam

[LadiesMan217]: Okay….

[LadiesMan217]: Who are you and how do you know my name?

[Officer_Son]: Sam, It's me, Zack. You visit the base every other weekend with 'bee. How do I NOT know you.

[LadiesMan217]: Now your weirding me out.

Ghost_Seeker has signed on.

[Ghost_Seeker]: That's my job.

[Officer_Son]: Huh? And you are?

[Ghost_Seeker]: Someone who doesn't exist in your universe.

[LadiesMan217]: He doesn't exist in mine but he haunts me.

[LadiesMan217]: Now, how do you know 'Bee and seriously, who are you?

[Officer_Son]: Sam, we are friends. My guardian is Prowl, my friend Vanessa is good friends with your girlfriend. Seriously Sam, if this is one stupid joke, I will get you.

[LadiesMan217]: It's not.

[Ghost_Seeker]: It is.

[LadiesMan217]: ?

[Officer_Son]: Elaborate

[Ghost_Seeker]: Well I hacked into your computer and calibrated it to connect to other universes, including parallel ones.

[Ghost_Seeker]: Glad to see it works.

[Officer_Son]: Wait…you're your telling me that I can chat with people in other dimensions?

[Officer_Son]: If so, than sweet.

[LadiesMan217]: That explains a bit.

[LadiesMan217]: Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to go get someone from another chatroom.

LadiesMan217 has signed off.

[Ghost_Seeker]: I can already tell this is going to be good.

[Officer_Son]: What's going to happen?

[Ghost_Seeker]: He is getting his fleshing roommate in here so he can verbally abuse him.

[Ghost_Seeker]: How did you get your name anyways?

[Officer_Son]: Ah.

[Officer_Son]: I got this name because I am the son of a high ranking engineering officer who works alongside Ratchet.

[Officer_Son]: His name is William 'Sparkplug' Collins.

[Ghost_Seeker]: Sparkplug…

[Ghost_Seeker]: Brown hair, clean cut, white skin, moderately between built and overweight, fought in one of your human wars?

[Officer_Son]: When he was 21, he fought in the Gulf War.

[Officer_Son]: How do you know him?

[Ghost_Seeker]: I know a variant of him named William Irving Witwicky who fought in a war called 'Korean War.'

[Officer_Son]: Another thing…judging by your name…you are a seeker and your dead…Dirge?

[Ghost_Seeker]: I am NOT a conehead! I am Starscream! The almighty ruler of the Decepticons!

[Officer_Son]: Hate to break it to you, but the war is over in my universe, Megatron and Optimus are co-leaders of the Cybertronians.

[Ghost_Seeker]: $!%^$^&!#%^&

LadiesMan217 has signed on.

Alien_Freak has signed on.

[LadiesMan217]: Seriously Leo…Seriously?

[Alien_Freak]: It's not my fault you don't knock.

[LadiesMan217]: That's not the point. It's the fact that I have put up with you for far too long and if I EVER walk in on you one more time, I am kicking you out the door.

[Officer_Son]: O_O

[Ghost_Seeker]: XD

[LadiesMan217]: I mean, I am sorry for walking in on you the first time and all, I even understand that you like to watch girl's jerk off a horse.

[Alien_Freak]: At least you understand my obsession.

[LadiesMan217]: But seriously man, 3 GIGS OF PORN!

[Officer_Son]: Wow…

[Ghost_Seeker]: Meatbag is worse than a seeker.

[Officer_Son]: Meaning?

[Ghost_Seeker]: We like to interface…A Lot.

[Officer_Son]: Oh…IMAGES!

[Officer_Son]: I am sixteen and I am now scarred!

[Ghost_Seeker]: Glad to be of service. :D

[Alien_Freak]: I said I was sorry.

[LadiesMan217]: 'Sorry' meant something back when you still felt guilty.

[LadiesMan217]: 'Sorry' meant something when I first walked in on you.

[LadiesMan217]: 'Sorry' means NOTHING when you asked for me to stay because you were about to blow it.

[Ghost_Seeker]: DX

[Officer_Son]: IMAGES!

[Alien_Freak]: When are you going to drop that? I was drunk.

[LadiesMan217]: You even violated one of my fucking bagels AND put it back in the bag.

[Ghost_Seeker]: *Purge*

[Officer_Son] *Follows suit*

[LadiesMan217]: You are THIS CLOSE to me kicking you out.

[Ghost_Seeker]: I wonder if he found that photo yet.

[LadiesMan217]: What Photo?

[Alien_Freak] T_T

[Ghost_Seeker]: The topless picture of your mom.

[Officer_Son]: Oh my god…

[LadiesMan217]: WHAT!

[LadiesMan217]: Leo you sunava bitch!

LadiesMan217 has signed off.

[Alien_Freak]: Did you really now?

[Ghost_Seeker]: Start praying to Primus.

[Ghost_Seeker]: Because God is throwing Karma at you.

[Alien_Freak]: Go to hell.

Alien_Freak has signed off.

[Ghost_Seeker]: Been there, done that.

[Officer_Son]: Was all that true?

[Ghost_Seeker]: Every word of it.

[Officer_Son]: Well I gotta go and see Ratchet now.

[Ghost_Seeker]: See you soon.

Ghost_Seeker has signed off.

[Officer_Son]: WTF?

Officer_Son has signed off.

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Well that was weird.

Not that Zack was MSN'd mind raped, it's time to go see Ratchet and dad. Still, something bugged him about the ghost.

He hoped he would not see him later on.

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A/N: Yup, Starstream's ghost is gonna be proofreading for a few if Wannabe Starscream doesn't mind. It's his/her brainchild. Not mine.