Hello, and welcome to my moderately-sized allocation of the information-exchange network referred to as “the Internet” by the humans of this world. I am Wheeljack, mechanical engineer for the Autobots. I have a little problem (namely my tendency to skip the prototyping phase of the design process) which usually lends itself well to some pretty spectacular explosions, but it usually works out in the end — especially if Ratchet’s on duty.
While this seeming disregard for my own and others’ safety might be alarming to some, make no mistake: I am and will always be an Autobot. Yeah, I sometimes get caught up in the science and forget about little things like safety factors, but I’ve got only the best intentions, and when it’s really important, I make sure to check my math a few extra times. If someone died due to my negligence, I don’t think I’d ever forgive myself.
And really, my track record’s not that bad. I’ve got quite a few successful inventions under my belt: remote mind-control, bombs, cybernetics, big bombs, magnetic dysfunction rays, bombs… Plus, y’know, the Dinobots. That, uh, minor incident with the brains was just that: a minor incident. Really. I promise.
When I’m not building questionably-effective devices in my increasingly-shabby lab (explosions do tend to take their toll), I like to do a bit of driving. I’m pretty good at driving, if I do say so myself. My repertoire of stunts is nearly unparalleled, although some of them require a Cybertronian vehicle mode. Sometimes I miss my old hovercar alt, but I’ve got a nice little Lancia Stratos Turbo here on Earth, and the humans haven’t done a half-bad job as far as their cars are concerned. Although you’d think they’d have developed hover technology by now. Maybe I should give them a few… anonymous tips.
And it looks like I’ve just found myself a new project.
Wheeljack out.
