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Date Posted: 12:17:32 04/14/02 Sun
Author: Officer Shrek
Subject: Oh for the love of Primus...

"F***! What does that blow hard want now!"

Officer Steven Shrek was one of the few humans that worked for the AOD. Less then a year ago he was working a desk at the Cyberton Senete, namely fileing records for the Senators and was board out of his mind. He had aways wanted to travel into space, ever since he was a kid and was watching those freaky Alien movies. But he never thought it would be as dull as this. Then one day a bot by the name of Net-wave had come in to speak with the concil over the matter of some Decepticon getting introuble with the law over some such fiddle faddle. She had been impressed with the mans willingess and quickness that she offered him work at the AOD, this mysterious group that was outside the restrictions of the senete. She told him he'd get to experince some wild adventures. But that had all been a ploy.

So far the only adventure he had had was chasing after some nut with a time bomb that blew up the first AOD and now working on the contractal agreements with the building bots to deal with fixing of the new AOD. So it was no wonder that he was primarally pissed off to have to get up and do some more grunt work. He'd seen Dax leave just a few minutes ago, so the first thing in his mind was that Astrotrain was going to have him fill in.

Rolling his eyes he fixed up the mess of black and blue hair that kept falling in his face, and walked into Astrotrains office.

"So Boss, what is it this time? Need me to spit shine your shoes?"

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