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naruto-v2 · 4 years

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Kakashi

With Minato’s inheritance and all the ANBU jobs Kakashi was taking, Kakashi was determined to let Naruto live a satisfying childhood. If he wanted something, Kakashi would save up for it. If he got hurt, Kakashi would find revenge. Kakashi finished up his daily training and wiped his forehead. His eyes widened slightly as he found the sun starting to set. Last time he checked, it had been the crack of dawn. Kyo, their assigned ANBU caretaker, was going to scold him again for forgeting to eat. Kakashi gritted his teeth at the thought of that man. Just like everyone else, Kyo did only the minimal amount of things to keep Naruto alive: a plate of food each meal, make sure he is not attacked or provoked (Meaning no training with other kids, only with certified teachers, if they even bothered) , housekeeper duties, and the basic allowance each month. If Kakashi was not there, Kyo most definitely would have settled with a cup of instant ramen each meal, killing the boy soon enough with all its MSG and lack of nutrition. It was Kakashi who taught Naruto transformation jutsu so people would stop taking advantage of him, and it was him who bought Naruto all the paint he needed to satisfy his creative needs. So Kakashi must live on, for the boy.

After eating dinner with Naruto, and making sure he did his night routine of showering and brushing his teeth, Kakashi retreated to his bedroom. Just as he closed the door, his breath caught in his throat: his hands and arms were covered in blood again. Working in the ANBU for so many years, he’s been hardened to it. At least, he would like to think he is. He could smell the coppery tang and it made his lungs icy. He choked down a sob as he bolted through the window to the bathhouse.

It didn’t come off no matter how hard he scrubbed.

It had only been a few weeks since this last happened. His hands stung at every stroke now and new blood trickled down his hands. Even after hours of scrubbing, the blood stuck stubbornly to his hands. Kakashi yelled in rage and pressed down harder even though subconsciously he knew it could not come off.

Suddenly, large hands took the sponge from him. Kakashi stiffened and got into a defensive stance, ready to kill the intruder to relinquish his sponge. But he recognized the blond that peered down at him: Minato.

“You’re bleeding,” Minato murmured gently. Kakashi felt a stab of pain through his heart but ignored it.

“The blood won’t come off Sensei...”

“It’s not real, remember? You’re just imagining the blood is there. Though, your scrubbing has opened the wounds you created last time. Please, Kakashi, seeing you do this hurts me.” Kakashi let his arms fall limply at his sides as Minato helped him was his hair, like they always did. He watched with a slightly disconnected gaze as the damp, silver strands stuck to his cheeks, dripping water onto the rest of him.

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Kakashi first met Namikaze Minato when he was four, just after he started at the Ninja academy. He was a prodigy and father often took him on missions. This time, however, it was an A rank and required a team effort. Kakashi first noticed the strange brilliance of his golden hair and the warmth of his smile. Just like father, he was a respectable, strong, and kind man. Unlike father’s other teammates, Minato allowed Kakashi to sit with them as they planned for their mission. As always, father treated him as an equal even though Minato looked much younger that him. Not many ninjas were as old as father, which made Kakashi proud because it meant father was an exceptional ninja, surviving even to his age.

Kakashi had bowed and smiled back at the stranger because his father always emphasized the need to be polite. He knew father would praise him for it later.

People always boasted how he was born a natural at everything. But their words meant nothing compared to father’s, and Kakashi knew his prowess was mainly due to his field experience. Kakashi had always thrown himself enthusiastically into the Samurai training sessions with his father just to spend more time with his role model.

Father had even made sure to come to his graduation after two years despite being really busy, gifting him his own sword. Dad was so proud, which made Kakashi happy too.

He was too young to go onto a normal genin team, but Kakashi liked it better this way. He trained with one of Dad’s friends, getting stronger and better. By the time he was nine, Kakashi got to test for Chuunin. And he passed. He was the best. The greatest!

And then Dad failed.

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Minato knows how to comfort him. How to make him feel less worthless.

“Stay with me,” Kakashi whispered desperately. Of course, he knew Minato was not one to abandon him, yet something felt of. Kakashi dismissed it. Nothing else mattered when Minato is putting him back together piece by piece, mending him together with his comforting words. All Kakashi can do is hold on tightly. He needs them. He needs Minato.

“Please,” Kakashi whispered.

He didn’t know what exactly he’s asking for. To be held? To be reassured? To die?

At some point, his sharingan eye, Obito’s eye, had begun to cry.“Shh.” Minato stroked his white hair soothingly as Kakashi leaned onto him.

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Kakashi stood at the living room entrance, staring at father sitting at the edge of the porch. Father had never looked so weak before, father had never failed before, father was supposed to be the one everyone admired. Kakashi grimaced as he felt his father’s shame weigh on the air.

Father only got worse. Kakashi tried not to care. He ignored the other Chuunins gossiping about Dad and that failed mission, about how he was a disgrace to ninjas and if he went on another mission, he would make the same mistake. When the mounting pressure got too heavy to bear, he committed suicide. When Kakashi saw the sword sticking out of his bowed back, he vowed to live strictly by the ninja code.

That was the same year he was put on a team. Kakashi hated them. They were too slow, too weak-hearted, too stupid. Obito didn’t know how to shut up and he and Rin would flirt at every off chance they got. Kakashi didn’t need a team, especially this team.

But it was headed by Namikaze Minato, one of the best Jounins in the village. So Kakashi decided to tolerate it for a while and see what would happen. He might just learn something useful.

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Kakashi had always been a master at time management, cramming as much productivity as possible into every minute of his life. Books, television, friends were all useless. He studied enough to pass, said enough to avoid enemies, and rested enough to be healthy and alive. Yet, after the nine tailed fox’s attack, time has become muddled and confusing.

“Easy,” Kushina murmured softly as she placed a gentle hand on Kakashi, who had begun gasping for breath. It's all Kakashi can do not to jerk away and scream. The blood was back.

Kakashi’s nerves are too ragged to think properly, so Minato caught his wrists, giving him a moment to realize the blood was just red hair.

“Easy,” Kushina repeated quietly and, for a moment, Kakashi is terrified that he’ll see pity in her gaze. But he doesn’t. He sees concern and love, the same look a parent would give their child.

Kushina’s soft hands cupped his face as her thumbs brushed away the tears. He can’t help but lean into her chest as he closes his eyes.

He’s here. He’s with them. He’s fine. He’s fine.

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The first time he was dragged home with Minato, much to Kakashi’s displeasure, Kakashi did not take much liking to Kushina. Just like the dullard Obito, she was loud and brash and did stupid things. And he was fine that she disliked him back. But after he had left for the bathroom and come back, he found her gazing at him with a strange gentleness that ignited rage within him. He told her boldly that he hated the way she talked.

Annoying. Stupid. Too compassionate.

He hated the soft way everyone looked at him despite his efforts to appear brash and cold. Obito, Rin, Kushina, and even the man he respects. Kindness was what got you killed on the field.

Kakashi glared at them as they laughed and chatted lightly. He leaned against the wall, arms folded over his chest, and watched as Obito and that woman made fools of themselves while Rin giggled and Minato-sensei beamed.

His chest tightened. Maybe he did want to be a part of this...

Content. Happy.

Kakashi hated these feelings.

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But he ended up loving them didn’t he. He ended up relying on them. And look where he is now, back at square one. His loved ones are all dead.

Dead…

He lightly touched his face to feel the porcelain mask, dragging him back to reality. Kushina and Minato faded from his sight. He was hallucinating again. How much enhancement pills had he consumed last night?

He feels no heat from these apparitions, yet he continues deluding himself. Sometimes he tries to grab onto them, unwilling to let go. Don’t disappear… Don’t leave me alone again...

“Stay,” Kakashi whispered to nobody in particular. His heart pounded out of control and he vaguely considered sleeping pills. Those were harder to get as you had to be prescribed them by the doctor. But he knew they would find out about his nightly intake of enhancement pills. And they would take that away from him too, wouldn’t they.

His dead eyes unfocused again as he slipped into another memory.

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When Kakashi became a Jounin, he had expected this. His friends had thrown him a party. Obito had patted him on the back, saying that it was about time his skills were recognized. People commended him for his youth, being only thirteen and having this title. Kushina, however, was angry, and protested against his promotion, saying that he was too young for those missions. Her words seemed idiotic to him. If you were strong, then no matter the age, you should be allowed to prove yourself.

Kakashi’s first mission as team leader wasn’t exactly easy but he had confidence in his skills. He would show his father he could do better than him. That he was worthy of the title of Jounin even that young, despite Kushina’s displeasing words.

But the mission went to hell faster than he could cope. He lost an eye and, soon after, his team too.

Kakashi had failed. Rin and Obito were never coming back. Dead. Dead. Dead…

Dead like father, lying on the floor, surrounded by his own blood and with his own sword jutting out of his belly.

When Kushina sat beside him at the hospital and reached over to touch his hand, Kakashi broke down for the first time. Tears poured from Obito’s eyes.

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Kakashi glanced at the watch he always carried. It was no help, it was already two in the morning, meaning time had eluded him again. When had he arrived at the bath house? Eight pm, he was sure of it. His wrinkled hands dragged the towel over his body and he stood to head home.

Before going to bed, he swallowed another two pills to quiet his growing discomfort.

Feeling the familiar rush of adrenaline through him and pinprick of pain, Kakashi murmured their names, one by one, like a prayer. When the rush died away, he drifted into an uneasy sleep.

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There was no celebration for making it into the ANBU. Kakashi stood in front of the memorial in his uniform to show Obito and Rin. Obito and Rin beamed at him in his mind and that made Kakashi smile because it was painful and he didn’t want them to see his suffering.

When he met Morino Ibiki and got a painted mask, he was elated. A new name, a new story. Maybe he could let go of the past… But when he got back from his week-long mission, the hallucinations only worsened and every once in a while he found himself covered in blood.

The smell of blood made it all seem real, sickening him and making him vomit. He would spend the night trying to scrub it off, until he would collapse with exhaustion and hope the next mission would keep him occupied.

Not long enough. He slipped and fell deeper and for a few weeks, he managed to forget them until he’d returned. He almost dreaded coming back to Konoha. Coming back to Naruto, his brother, the son of his dead parents. He tried to think of them as Minato the Hokage and Kushina the former Jinchuuriki, . Sometimes he managed.

Kakashi never managed to forget the blood and the screams and torturing a lone ninja for information he desperately needed. It filled him up in the quiet of the night, when the boisterous little boy rested.

When it finally became too much, Kakashi found himself at the memorial, letting who knows how much time escape him.

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Kakashi didn’t remember waking up or doing his morning training. All he remembered was standing over a man, twisting his arm out of proportions. “Don’t touch Naruto.” He growled out. He vaguely recalled the man shooing his brother out of the library, calling him a demon brat. It clawed out Kakashi’s heart to hear that.

“It’s all right,” Minato murmured as he ruffled Kakashi’s hair. Kakashi let go of the man to see Naruto scurrying away. He looked back to glare one last time at the man, pale and shaking with fright.

“You’re okay,” Kushina echoed from behind him.

He was tired. So so tired. But he must live on to protect Naruto. He must ensure Naruto becomes a great shinobi and leaves his legacy before Kakashi can finally rest in peace. Minato’s last mission- protect Naruto- he will honor it to his dying breath. Kakashi reluctantly placed his fingers on his white hound mask to anchor himself. The images disappeared as they should.

That night, Kakashi cornered Naruto again to apologize for scaring him. When Naruto finally nodded, accepting the apology, Kakashi made sure the ANBU caretaker made adequate food for his brother before heading off to get some fresh night air. He saw how Naruto flinched as he neared the dining table, eyes looking everywhere but at him. He will let him sleep on it; Naruto will forgive him tommorow. He always does. At least he’s safe. Kakashi felt a sense of pride as he thought of the strict schedule he set up for Naruto to ensure he would never be in danger. It made sense to Kakashi: stay indoors between 7am to 6pm unless supervised by someone trusted, which so far only included Kakashi himself.

Nearing ten pm, Kakashi slipped back into the apartment and checked up on Naruto. He had buried his face into his spare pillow, hugging it to his chest tightly. He’s safe.

Kakashi flopped down wearily onto his bed in the master bedroom he and Kyo shared. He had given the separate bedroom to Naruto for privacy and so he can personalize it. Their apartment took up the entire top floor of a building in Konoha, allowing it to be rigged with the distortion seal, making it seem this floor does not exist. Early on, Kakashi had trained Naruto on to use the small open air courtyard to slip out from above without much detection.

Kakashi turned his head to gaze out the window. A ghost of a smile danced on his lips. Even in death, Minato was always watching over them from the Hokage’s momument.

From outside the window, you could see the seventh hokage, Minato Namikaze, in all his glory, watching over Naruto and him.

It still pained him, but he knew it would get better in time. Maybe. For now, two pills, and restless sleep.

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tsuki-chibi · 4 years

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Marinette March Day 22: Akumatized

Catch up on AO3: Under My Umbrella

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"Marinette?"

The softly spoken word was accompanied by a hand to Marinette's shoulder, which gave her a gentle shake. Marinette pried open her eyes and found herself looking up at a familiar red, black-spotted mask. It was very strange to see Alya dressed in the Ladybug suit as opposed to Rena Rouge's suit, but Marinette couldn't deny that being Ladybug suited Alya very well. She had a momentary realization that this was a brief view into a moment where Alya had kept the earrings and become Ladybug, and Marinette had remained on the sidelines.

Perhaps they all would've been better off if that had happened.

"It's been a little while since any akumas came," Alya said quietly. "I think Adrien passed out."

Marinette blinked at her and then wordlessly looked down, realizing that Alya was right. Adrien's eyes were shut and his breathing was slow. He had either cried himself into an exhausted sleep or, as Alya suggested out, simply passed out. And while Hawkmoth had akumatized people were asleep before, as evident with akumas like Sandboy, it was far more common for his targets to be awake... or maybe Hawkmoth was tired from sending akumas their way for most of the night with no success. Maybe, Marinette hoped, he had temporarily given up.

"The sun is up. We can't stay here," Nino Noir said, approaching from the left. Like Alyabug, he looked very striking in the black suit. Marinette's heart ached when she noticed that Nino Noir had no bell beneath his chin, just a smooth silver zipper. Had her kitty wanted to be a kept cat that badly?

Alyabug nodded. "Pretty soon, if not already, people are going to be entering those offices," she said with a nod to the buildings on either side. "I know we can't take Adrien home, and I know your parents are in out and of your place all day, but my apartment will be empty by now. My parents will have gone to work, Ella and Etta will be at school, and Nora just left for a vacation with her boyfriend. We can go there if that's okay."

It was as solid of a plan as anything, so Marinette nodded slowly. At some point during the long hours she'd held her partner, her anger had given away to a slow, burning ache that had pierced her core. Because she knew that, as easy as it was to blame herself - and of course, she wasn't foolish enough to think that she didn't deserve to shoulder some of the blame for this - neither she nor Adrien could've known that Gabriel was Hawkmoth. While she and Adrien had made mistakes, she couldn't ignore the fact that the majority of the blame for all of this lay with Hawkmoth.

"Great," Alyabug said with forced cheerfulness. "Nino is going to take Adrien, and I'll take you. I don't think any of us are fit to be in public right now." She reached down and carefully pried Adrien out of Marinette's arms. It actually took some effort on her part, as even in his sleep Adrien did not want to let go of his lady. But finally she managed, and she passed Adrien into Nino Noir's arms and then crouched down beside Marinette.

"What are we gonna do?" Marinette whispered. Fresh tears rose to her eyes as she looked at her best friend's face. Alyabug's eyes brightened with tears too as she laid an arm across Marinette's shoulders.

"I don't know yet, but we'll figure something out, okay?" she said. "Step one is getting us all out of here. C'mere." Alyabug stood, pulling Marinette up with her. The increased strength granted by the suit meant that Alyabug had no problem taking Marinette's weight, which was a good thing because Marinette's legs were shaky and weak.

Travelling by yoyo and baton would've been the fastest way to get to the Césaire household, but neither Nino Noir nor Alyabug were experienced at using those weapons for travel. So they did it the old-fashioned way, leaping across rooftops. Marinette wrapped her arms around Alyabug's neck and closed her eyes, wishing that it was Chat's arms wrapped around her instead. She had never traveled this way with anyone other than him, and she had never been afraid while his strong, secure arms held her. In Chat's arms, the world made sense.

When they got to Alya's building, all four of them landed on the roof. Alyabug walked over to the door that gave access to the roof and did something to the knob so that it opened. She helped Marinette through, with Nino Noir and the still-unconscious Adrien bringing up the rear. They made their way down half a dozen stairs to the fifth floor, where the Césaire apartment was. Alyabug unlocked the door and poked her head inside to verify it was empty; deeming it safe, she pulled Marinette inside and sat Marinette on the couch before returning to the door to help Nino Noir bring Adrien in.

They laid Adrien down on the couch nad then Marinette knelt beside him, gently combing a few strands of hair away from his face. Adrien didn't even stir beneath her touch, which was a testament to just how far gone that he was. It was awful to see him this way, and even worse to know that things weren't going to improve in the near future. She hated Gabriel Agreste so much in that moment that it took her breath away.

"Whoops!" Alyabug exclaimed; the yoyo snapped out and caught an akuma just before it would've landed on Marinette's shoulder.

"Sorry," Marinette said, not really meaning it. She stroked Adrien's cheek and then turned to see their two friends exchanging a glance.

"No problem, but something tells me I should stay transformed for a little while longer," Alyabug said. "Marinette, why don't you go take a shower? You look like you could use one."

At any other time, Marinette would've light-heartedly asked if that was Alyabug's way of saying that she stunk. But right now, Marinette didn't have it in her to joke around. She just nodded and slowly stood, casting a worried glance at Adrien.

"It's okay. I'll watch over him," Nino Noir said. As strange as it was to see the Ladybug mask on Alya's face, it was even weirder to see Chat Noir's black mask on Nino's face. For the first time, she realized that he was still wearing a hat. But it wasn't a baseball cap, more of a beanie with the two infamous black cat ears sticking up from it. That led her to believe that Nino Noir's ears were probably for more decoration, rather than useable as Chat's were.

"Thank you," Marinette said quietly to them both, turning on her heel and heading down the hall. She knew Alya's apartment well and ducked into the bathroom without having to ask where it was, shedding her clothes. She switched the water on and stepped into the tub. It was cold at first but heated quickly, filling the bathroom with steam.

There, in the privacy of the showers, Marinette's tears came again. She wrapped her arms around herself and cried quietly for Adrien, for herself, for her dear friends, for poor Émilie Agreste, for the future that had almost happened all over again - for the future that could still happen, if she and Alyabug weren't viligant enough to keep after the akumas. She cried until she had no tears left, until all of the emotion flooding through her had dialed back into low tide, and then she numbly washed her hair and body free of the sweat, tears and grime.

"Marinette? I'm putting some clothes here for you," Alyabug said. "Are you okay?"

"I'll be right out," Marinette said rather than lie. Truth be told, none of them were okay. How could they be? Just thinking about what would have to come next was enough to make her want to lay down on the tub and just let the water pour over her forever.

Instead, she shut the water off, pushed the curtain back, and paused when she saw Alyabug standing there. The two girls looked at each other for a moment, and then Alyabug entered the bathroom and kicked the door closed behind her. She picked up a big, fluffy pink towel and shook it out, then wrapped it around Marinette's shoulders. Marinette shivered as the soft fabric settled around her and Alyabug bit her lip, pulling the towel more snugly around Marinette. She stepped back so that Marinette could climb out of the tub and onto the thick bathmat.

"I'm sorry," Alyabug said softly, and Marinette glanced up at her in surprise.

"What?" she asked.

"I can't imagine what you've been going through, Marinette. Ladybug is amazing and she does wonderful things, but even after I got to use the Fox miraculous, I never really understood what kind of impact being Ladybug had on the girl behind the mask. I didn't think about you." Alyabug's red, black-spotted hands tightened on Marinette's arms. "I didn't get it until I saw you and Adrien crying tonight, and I thought... my god, we're all just kids." There was equal parts wonder and disgust in Alyabug's voice.

"I know. It's... it's a lot," Marinette whispered, which was the understatement of the year.

"You're damned right it's a lot. I'm sorry that you went through this alone, and I'm sorry Adrien had to too. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you, and that I probably made life worse trying to figure out who Ladybug was. You must hate me," Alyabug said.

Marinette shook her head. "Not at all. You came when I needed you. That means everything to me."

"Of course it does," Alyabug said softly. "Nino and I, we're going to be here for you guys until the end, okay?"

"Okay," Marinette said, swallowing hard, and finally got her hug from her best friend. It was the best hug she'd had in ages.

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lumina-chronicles · 5 years

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The Lumina Chronicles (A Writeblr Intro-Post Thingy)

Okay so, I love character asks/tag games and interracting with the writeblr community, but I realized I only sporadically talk about my work and my characters. I figured it was high time I compile everything in one easily accessible post.

I’m not entirely sure the best way to go about this so I’ll try my best. Have mercy on me and please feel free to ask any questions you may have!

This is going to be a stream of conscious BEAST so I appologize in advance for any and all typos, and for all the times I’ll no doubt bounce around and probably forget things. In order to not clutter up dashes and make everyone hate me, everything will be under the cut :)

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THE STORY

(credit to the amaaaazingly talented mari_gdraws on instagram for this stunning cover. Go commission her, its worth it.)

First thing’s first, this is a Portal Fantasy. If you don’t know what that means, think Alice in Wonderland, The Chronicles of Narnia, The Wizard of Oz, any story where someone from our world gets transported by magical means (usually by accident but not always) to a fantasy world.

Second, I have been working on different variations of this series for over a decade. I started writing the first itteration of this concept when I was a 13 year old weirdo who thought I was the greatest thing to ever happen to writing. (Hint: I wasn’t. I still am not, but at least I’ve grown enough to recognize that.) I may share snippets of the original 2009 draft sometime, but be warned its steaming hot garbage. Good for a laugh though. tl;dr, I’ve been working on this story for too long, but these characters are my babies and I refuse to quit until I give them the story they deserve.

ELEVATOR PITCH

MAGGIE is a college girl who just wants to paint, stuck in a fantasy world with more ties to her life than she realizes. KINDLE is a wayward dragon dealing with PTSD, an obsessive fairy queen, and a stalling rebellion. ELLE, who wants nothing more than to find her missing best friend, is stuck babysitting (not literally) an angel (literally.)

^^^^^This is the really bad summary I have up on wattpad. The story is so much more than this but I’ve never been good at simplifying, hence 100k+ words of novel.

WHAT THE STORY ACTUALLY IS

Blood vs Bonds. (What really makes a family?)

A central cast who were children during a massive, life-altering war, now trying to pick up the pieces.

Found Family goodness out the wahzoo. (There is a mermaid adopting you as we speak. Her name is Faye and she’s your mom now, welcome to the family.)

A fox and a tree dating. They’re lesbians. I love them.

Not at all thinnly veiled bashing of imperialism, nationalism, and racism.

A few heavy concepts that I feel don’t get enough attention in media (pm me if you’d like to know since I don’t feel comfortable elaborating here, I’ll provide trigger warnings before explaining anything in-depth.)

The greatest bromance of all time, between a tired gen-Z nerd and a literal angel who doesn’t know how electricity works.

Said literal angel becoming obsessed with pokemon.

A moody dragon who loves to bake, and his ghost bff judging your every move.

A dozen angsty conversations masquerading as a fantasy novel.

On the subject of masquerades, one of those happens too. What can I say, I’m weak.

The slowest of slow burn ships.

Time travel shenanigans.

Me, pouring all of my love and tears and blood into one singular project for over a decade, unabashedly celebrating every trope I love and telling the story teen me needed.

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THE WORLD

So this is the map of the “known world” for the planet I refer to as Ragilora. This name is never used in the canon of my stories and it stems from an inside joke, but its a lot easier to say than “*gestures vaguely* The Planet.”

I am one of those authors who writes several unconnected series all set in the same fictional world, but for now, since I’m only talking about the Lumina Chronicles, we’re focusing on thiiiiiis chunk of the map right here:

This chunk of land (which 13-year-old-me dubbed “The Shadow Realm,” 18-year-old-me expanded to the “’much more impressive’ Realm Under Twin Shadows,” and 22-year-old-me just refers to as “The SR”) is the only location we pay any attention to in the Lumina Chronicles, which (surprise, surprise) focuses on the conflicts between Lumina and the territories surrounding it.

Important side note, Ragilora has two moons, hence the “twin shadows” thing. The moons come up a lot over the course of the story, especially since one of the cultures (Nox) believes their queen is a reincarnation of one of those moons.

MOST IMPORTANT LOCATIONS

LUMINA

The human kingdom ruled by the Lousvar family. Self-important racist a-holes who took over most of the realm during the Orphaner’s War nine years ago. King Jareth Lousvar (the aformentioned Orphaner) hasn’t been seen in years, so who’s really running the nation? Your guess is as good as mine. That’s a lie, of course I know.

IGNUS

Once the private, gorgeous desert home of the dragons, ruled by the Danthragnir clan. They were the main targets of the Orphaner’s War, and now Ignus sits as mostly unoccupied ruins. The dragons who surived the seige now live in hiding or are enslaved in Lumina. Their religion is my favorite of all the cultures in the story, and I’ll talk to you about it if you want, but I don’t wanna ramble here lol.

NOX

The queendom of the fairies, not rules by any particular family. The current queen in Lydia D’Norse, Queen Lydianna Chrysanthus D’Norse, Mother of Her People, the Moon Made Flesh. This is the territory of magical moon-worshipping lesbians. Fairies are great, they’re my favorite race in the Lumina Chronicles.

SPECIES/RACES

Human- Just your standard, magic-free human. Identifiable by their brown eyes. Any skintone/haircolor that can be found in nature. (A rare few have other colors for eyes, but that just means they aren’t fully human and will probably be shamed for this fact.) They hail from Lumina. Average height 5′9″. Average lifespan 70-80yrs.

Dragon- Generally dark skinned with dark hair, identifiable by their Firestone (a comination of red/orange/gold/black that shifts and flickers like flames) eyes. Basically firebenders who can transform into the giant, winged lizards you think of when you imagine dragons. Almost all dragons have black scales in dragon form, though some have dark red or a sandy brown. From Ignus. Average height 6′6″, Average lifespan 80-90yrs.

Angel- Generally pale skinned with either black or blonde hair, identifiable by their blue eyes and the fan of feathers behind their ears. Angels are a highly intelligent, long-lived species with massive feathered wings (either irridecent black if they have black hair, or white if they have blonde hair.) All angels have perfect recall and photographic memories, which is helpful for their self-imposed job as the Realm’s unbiased recordkeepers. They soulbond (explained in more detail further down.) From Aeterna. Average height 6′, Average lifespan 180-200yrs.

Merfolk- All varieties of skintone and hair color, identifiable by the colorful scales around their green eyes (and the eyes themselves if living in a situation where scales ahve been forcibly removed.) While preferring to live out the majority of their lives underwater, merfolk must travel to land to reproduce. While on land, they have legs. As soon as their feet come in contact with water, they go back to having a tail. All merfolk wear skirts on land regardless of gender (could you imagine wearing jeans and accidentally stepping in a puddle and then your legs try to form into a tail with the fabric between them? Ouch.) From Siaboras and the surrounding waters. Average height 5′4″, Average lifespan 70-80yrs.

Fairy- Generally pale skinned, all fairies have long pointed years, silver hair, and violet eyes. While they no longer posess wings, all fairies have the ability to produce a mind-altering magic known as “venom.” This venom is administered to a target through contact with the fairy’s skin, and can produce results ranging from euphoria and hallucinations to severe pain, memory alteration, and even death. Results depend on the specific fairy and the dosage of venom. A pregnant female fairy can produce a hazy purple cloud of venom outside their body to better protect themselves and their unborn child. Use of fairy venom as a recreational drug is outlawed (doesn’t stop fairy dens from popping up all over Lumina’s slums though.) From Nox. Average height 4′9″, Average lifespan 45-50yrs.

Shifter- All varieties of skintone and hair color, some that may not occur in humans. Identifiable by their golden eyes. While dragons mostly occupy their human form and can shift into giant lizards, Shifters are animals who can take human form. Their human form in some way resembles their animal form. Most prefer to be in their animal form and only take human form for the purpose of hunting larger prey or communicating with other species/variants of shifter. Others have chosen to completely integrate themselves into non-Shifter society and spend the majority of their time in human form. From the Wildlands. Average height 5′9″, Average lifespan 70-80yrs.

Dryad- All dryads have brown/bark-colored skin and leaves for hair. Depending on the type of tree they come from, the length/thickness/color/style of this leaf-hair can vary. When a tree has fed off the magic of the realm for long enough, they develop the ability to take on a human form, and can shift between that and their tree form. They can feel emotion and learn language just as all other species/races, but they tend to be slightly more detached by default. From the Wildlands. Average height (in human form) 6′, Average lifespan uknown. A dryad will live as long as their grove lives. If their human form in destroyed, they can be replanted and will eventually regrow.

OTHER IMPORTANT INFO

A few notes, mostly on sexuality in the Shadow Realm:

- Bisexuality is considered to be “the default” just as heterosexuality is treated in our society. There are still people with preferences for one gender or another, but most just assume that if you don’t specify otherwise, you’re bi.

- All angels are some variation of Ace/Demi/Gray-sexual. They mate for life in a process known as “soulbonding” to the first person they are sexually intimate with, literally joining their lifespans and spirits forever.

- Soulbonded partners can communicate telepathically and access a shared memory-bank, including access to skills and languages.

- It is perfectly valid for an angel to choose never to soulbond, and some choose to soulbond with a beloved friend rather than a romantic partner.

- Dryads have no sex organs and are genderless by default. Some choose to present as feminine/masculine or use pronouns, but that’s a matter of preference and not neccessity.

- All species can interbreed, but there are no “mixed-breeds.” Meaning if a dragon and a mermaid were to reproduce, the results wouldn’t be a mer-dragon with the abilites/traits of both parents, the resulting child would be either a full-dragon or full-merfolk depending on the sex of the parents.

Expanding on the above point, each species is either male or female dominant, with dominant meaning which sex of parent determines the species of their child with interbreeding. Dragons, Shifters, and Humans are male dominant. Angels, Merfolk, and Fairies are female dominant. Examples:

Male Human + Female Dragon = human child (with red-tinted brown eyes)

Female Human + Male Dragon = dragon child (with slightly duller firestone eyes)

Female Human + Male Fairy = coin-toss child (because humans are male dominant and fairies are female dominant, this duo would cancel each other out and the child would either be a fairy or a human.)

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THE CHARACTERS (aka the real reason I made this masterpost)

all character art by needlessly_cryptic

NARRATORS

The three protagonists of the series. Maggie is our portal-hopper, having travelled from our present day world to the fantasy world of the SR. Kindle is one of the few surviving dragons and has never known any world but the SR. Elle, also from our world, spends the whole book in our world trying to figure out wtf happened to Maggie, while also dealing with Marc (an angel from the SR who came to our world around the same time Maggie vanished.)

^ Magdalyn, she/her, Human, 20yrs old. Heterosexual. ^

^ Kindle, he/him, Dragon, 22yrs old. Asexual. ^

^ Estelle, she/her, Human, 19yrs old. Bisexual. ^

ELLE’S PARTNER IN CRIME

Formerly of the Abandoned Order, now trapped in our world with no idea what to do or how to get back. He gets his own segment because I can’t really put him anywhere else. (Those are feathers behind his ears.)

^ Marcellus, he/him, Angel, 20yrs old. Biromantic Asexual. ^

THE ABANDONED ORDER

A ragtag group of former war-orphans and child-soldiers trying to pick up the pieces after the war’s end, and finding the strength in each other to take back their stolen home lands from the oppressive kingdom of Lumina. Kindle’s family. Maggie’s... well she’s not quite sure.

ALLIES

^ Faye, she/her, Mermaid, 26yrs old. Bisexual. Soulbonded to Seraphim.^

^ Carlyle, he/him or they/them, Ghost (former human), forever 20yrs old. Biromantic Asexual. ^

(A note on Carlyle: they can only be seen/heard by Kindle and later Maggie.)

^ Pina, She/her, Mermaid, 17yrs old. Lesbian. ^

^ Em, She/her, Dryad, ???yrs old. Lesbian. Married to Inari. ^

^ Rhiannon, She/her, Angel, 24yrs old. Biromantic Demisexual. Soulbonded to Isidor. ^

^ Izzy, He/him (trans), Fairy, 23yrs old. Heterosexual. Soulbonded to Rhiannon.^

ENEMIES(?)

^ Lydia, she/her, Fairy, 18yrs old. Bisexual. “Soulbonded” to Seraphim. ^

^Ser, he/him, Angel, 25yrs old. Biromantic Asexual. Soulbonded to Faye Lydia.^

^ Jakoby, he/him, Shifter(snake), 27yrs old. Lydia-sexual. ^

^ Nar, she/her, Shifter(fox), 23yrs old. Lesbian. Married to Emrys. ^

LUMINA

The children of the victors. Are they all as bad as their parents, or will they become part of the change and strive towards a better future? *shrug*

^ Cas, he/him, Human, 20yrs old. Bisexual. My son. ^

^ Rainette, she/her, Human, 17yrs old. Heterosexual. Betrothed to Favaro. ^

^ Juju, he/him, Human, 24 yrs old. Gay. Bodyguard to Prince Cas. ^

^ Tobi, he/him, Human, 18yrs old. Bisexual. Bodyguard and boyfriend to Princess Raini. ^

^ Ander, he/him, Human, 21yrs old. Gay especially for Julian. ^

^ Favaro, he/him, Human, 22yrs old. Asexual and Aromantic. Betrothed to Princess Raini. ^

PRECIOUS CHILD WHO ISN’T INTRODUCED UNTIL BOOK TWO

^ Khatalanya, she/her, Dragon, 16yrs old. Lesbian. In love with VENGEANCE. ^

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IN CONCLUSION

this really was a dumpster fire lol. If you would like to know more about specific characters or races or aspects of my world, feel free to ask! I’m gonna link this to an easily accessible part of my profile somehow. But yeah, mostly just admire my children. I love them all, even the horrible ones.

#writeblr #intro post #wip: the lumina chronicles #am writing #fantasy #my ocs #art #not my art but my babies

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Convalescence Ch. 4

Thanks to @garecc for betaing!

Week 0, Day 0

Thalia’s POV

I received the dream the night after the battle on Mount Olympus.

I and the other Hunters had been pretty confused initially when Artemis teleported away, the newly resurrected Meg tagging along with her. That look on Lady Artemis’s face when she rushed over to Meg, as she held the green bundle… I wasn’t able to see exactly what was going on, but I knew that something WONDERFUL had occurred.

With Artemis gone, I couldn’t ponder what had happened for very long. She was counting on me to look after her Hunters in her stead. We all swiftly disembarked from Mt. Olympus, filling up the elevators several times. I did NOT want us to get caught up in the gods’ squabbling as they tried to figure out what to do, with Zeus gone, Apollo… maybe alive? Somehow? I wasn’t clear on the details, but nothing else could have made Artemis so happy after she’d just heard that he had died. I know better than most how painful it is to hear that your little brother, your baby brother, is DEAD. That you failed them. That you WEREN’T THERE.

“Thalia?” one of the Hunters, Camila, asked hesitantly. She was a new addition. We’d found her a few months ago crying in a shed, bruises coloring her skin from where her captor had beaten her. She was only fourteen, yet had endured her family’s death by gang violence, crossing the border into the U.S. to try to find SOME sort of life for herself, some sort of HOPE… only to discover that the people who had brought her over, only wanted to use her and abuse her.

We’d taken down that entire ring of human traffickers. That filth was worse than the most crazed of beasts.

“Are you OK?” she questioned, concerned. I looked down. My hands were trembling slightly, and I could feel my eyes watering and my nose starting to run. I turned away. I needed to be the strong, fearless leader. I couldn’t afford to break down now, not yet. I had to be in control. When I’d first found out that he’d died on Apollo’s quest…

I shoved that memory out of my mind. Regrets would do no good now. Focus on the problem at hand. Many of my Hunters had been injured, but none too badly. They’d be well enough to travel tomorrow.

“I’ve heard reports that poachers are hunting down the few wild Monokerata that are left. It’s our job to protect them. We’ll rest today, and start making our way to the Monokerata habitat at dawn tomorrow.”

Several Hunters murmured angrily at that. Everyone loved the Monokerata - known more commonly these days as Unicorns. To hear that someone would harm them… well, I doubted that they would get out of this alive.

I retired to my tent a few hours later. It had been a long day, and I needed sleep.

Artemis contacted me that night in my dreams.

She was holding a tiny baby with golden curls. My heart constricted. I remembered when mother had brought Jason home from the hospital. This baby looked just like him.

Artemis looked up at me. She spoke psychically, not moving her mouth, presumably so she didn’t wake the infant.

“Thalia, I’m sorry I was unable to talk with you after everything that happened. I wanted to get Apollo out of there as quickly as I could, to a safe place for him, far away from any who might hurt him. And I REALLY didn’t want him to get caught up in the other Olympians’ squabbles.”

“So that’s Apollo?” I asked, waving at the baby. I had suspected as much, but it was another thing to have it confirmed. Gods could appear as anything they wanted, but I’d never seen a god CHOOSE to appear that young. Then again, I was pretty sure it wasn’t a choice…

“What happened to him? Zeus said Apollo died! Did he come back from the dead somehow? Come to think of it, how did Meg come back?”

“Apollo DID die. Fortunately, he and Meg shared a mental bond, similar to the empathy bonds that satyrs sometimes form. Unlike those bonds, when one of them died, instead of the other person dying from the shock, Meg kept his soul alive and together instead. Remember how Kronos possessed Luke? Meg basically enforced a far, FAR milder version of that in order to keep Apollo together and help him heal.”

I tensed at the comparison. Anything that was comparable to what Kronos did to Luke sounded like bad news to me. Artemis noticed my guarded expression.

“Don’t worry, he would never have been able to possess her. Nor would he have been willing to harm her. Truthfully it’s more similar to the partnerships that Egyptian Magicians have with their gods, I just didn’t use that comparison because you haven’t met any Magicians yet. Meg would not have been harmed, even if he had remained inside her. Apollo’s power is far less corrosive than Kronos’s.”

I sighed in relief. I should have known it was okay. Apollo would NEVER have harmed Meg, even unconsciously. I had seen how much he cared for her when I met up with them at Camp Jupiter.

I buried the thought. Concentrate on Artemis. Thinking about Jason would NOT help anything.

“So what happened after that?” I prompted. “I understand why he’s not in the Underworld, but he and Meg should still be dead. And how did Meg make Zeus vanish? Making giant angry asshole gods disappear is NOT a Demeter power.”

Artemis smirked, her eyes glowing silver with mirth. “Meg was always strong - stronger than even I had suspected. After reincarnating the Meliai, an impressive feat in and of itself, she became MORE than a demigod. Her natural power, paired with her small amount of exposure to Apollo’s divine essence, and most importantly, her being worshiped by the nature spirits of Southern California, slowly transformed her into a god, similarly to how Dionysus transformed from demigod to god. Zeus incinerating her physical body completed the process. As Apollo’s essence was connected to her soul, she was able to drag Apollo back with her. His essence is tiny and weak at the moment, however. He’s stable, but we’re not sure how much of his memory and powers he has retained. But at least he’s alive,” she finished off, smiling softly at the sleeping baby Apollo.

Pangs of jealousy shot through my heart. She got her little brother back. She got to hold him safely in her arms. I would NEVER get that experience again, NEVER. I’d had such a short time with Jason before he was ripped away and seemingly killed. Even when I got him back, there was so much going on, I barely got to see him.

When communication went out, I was worried. I asked Apollo to check up on him while he was in the area, since I had to continue the Hunt. But he did more than that. He involved my little brother, my baby brother on his quest.

Apollo survived. Jason didn’t.

Don’t get me wrong, I know now that it wasn’t Apollo’s fault. Jason knew what was going to happen. He made his choice. He’d rather die than allow his friends to be killed, I KNOW that.

But feelings aren’t rational. They don’t quietly go away when reasoned with. Reason just makes them easier to suppress.

And right now, I was trying VERY hard to use reason to tamp down on my jealousy and sorrow. It wasn’t fair that Apollo and Meg got to come back when Jason didn’t. It just WASN’T. It wasn’t fair they survived while Jason was scattered ash. But it wasn’t their fault. It WASN’T.

It wasn’t mine either (I should have protected him. I was his older sister. I should have been there.)

Maybe one day I would even believe that.

“I’m glad that your little brother survived,” I muttered, trying desperately to keep the bitterness out of my voice.

Evidently I hadn’t succeeded. Artemis’s face turned somber.

“Thalia…” she began. She seemed to be desperately searching for words.

She seemed to give up a moment later, her shoulders slumping.

“I… I’ll talk to you later. Once Apollo is slightly less vulnerable. Just… please. Stay safe.”

The vision faded. I woke up with tears stinging at the corner of eyes. Alone, safely in the privacy of my personal tent, I cried for my baby brother.

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Week 2, Day 0

Thalia’s POV

I received the summons a week after the battle. Artemis didn’t go into much detail. She simply stated that she, Meg, Apollo, and Leto were waiting for us at Camp Half-Blood... and to prepare for a memorial for Jason.

It took an entire week for us to reach Camp. We were on the other side of the country and kept on running into wild beasts to hunt. Truthfully, we could have made better time. I may have slowed us down a little, insisting on longer breaks than were necessary, or hunting beasts that weren’t immediate threats. I think some of the other Hunters noticed, but if so, they said nothing.

I knew that delaying wouldn’t solve anything. I had to go eventually. But every time I thought of Jason, I just wanted to shut down. I had pretended he didn’t exist for half my life, since Hera sent the wolves for Jason, leaving me to believe he was dead. I couldn’t do that this time. I WOULDN’T do that this time. Jason deserved to be remembered. My wonderful, brave, rash little brother deserved this memorial, to be remembered by EVERYONE.

Jason’s memorial wasn’t the ONLY reason for my apprehension. Apollo... he’d be at Camp. Seeing him in a vision while he was sleeping was one thing, but in person...?

My feelings towards Apollo were... complicated. I was bitter that he survived instead of my brother. His appearance was too similar to my brother’s to escape thinking of my baby brother... and how he was gone. But there was also an undercurrent of guilt. I hadn’t exactly been welcoming to Apollo when we met up again.

(some months ago)

We’d finally subdued the Teumessian fox. It had been a hard battle, but we’d chased it into Tartarus eventually. Just because the fox couldn’t be CAUGHT, didn’t mean it couldn’t be NEUTRALIZED. Portals to Tartarus are more common than you’d expect, thankfully.

We headed to Camp Jupiter. Hopefully, the Romans were able to hold off the attack Trophonious’s prophecy had told of. It would have already occurred by now, but perhaps we could help with the aftermath. With the newfound cooperation between Greeks and Romans, Hunters of Artemis were welcome in New Rome. I’d hoped to run into Annabeth and Percy as well since they were going to New Rome for college. At the very least, I’d get to talk to Reyna again. It’s a pity that girl didn’t want to be a Hunter. Anyone who could take me down while restrained was someone I wanted by my side.

We approached the Camp boundaries. Even from a distance, I could tell it had taken a beating. The walls surrounding the camp were burnt and crumbling in places. There were even gaps in the wall - unheard of for Romans. They were great builders and architects. For them to have not repaired the damage yet meant that either whatever had caused it had occurred VERY recently, they had higher priorities than repairing the walls, or that there weren’t enough resources or manpower to do so. Worst of all, it could be a mix of the three.

I attempted to calm myself. No point working myself up until I knew exactly what had happened. Maybe it wasn’t so bad.

I didn’t believe that.

At least Jason wouldn’t be among the casualties. He was many, many miles away at a boarding school. My little brother was safe. Though I still hadn’t heard from him...

I pushed that thought away. Communications were down. Not hearing from him was expected. Apollo would likely have visited Jason, he’d tell me how he was doing and soothe the nagging feeling in the back of my head.

We approached the gates. The sentry tensed. “Who are you?” He called. “State your business!”

This guard didn’t recognize us Hunters, which meant he was probably new. Come to think of it, he seemed rather young... why was an inexperienced recruit on duty when an attack seemed to have just occurred?

Fear curdled in my stomach. How shorthanded were they?

“We are the Hunters of Artemis,” I announced. “I am Artemis’s lieutenant, Thalia Grace. I need to speak with Reyna.”

The boy hesitated for a moment, but then left his post, presumably to retrieve Reyna. That was generally a bad call, leaving the gates unguarded, but it didn’t look like they had much of a choice. Again I wondered: what had happened here?

Reyna appeared on the watchtower a few minutes later. She glanced at us, then climbed down and opened the gates.

Reyna had seen better days. Bruises, cuts, and burns littered her body. She looked unkempt and exhausted, as if she hadn’t had a full night’s sleep in weeks. Her eyes were haunted, but the steely glint of determination still shone within them. Her eyes widened when she saw me, her face turning somber. Something cold trickled down my back. Why would looking at me cause her to become more depressed than she already seemed to be? I’d expect her to be glad to have more help, with the state things were in.

Unless something had happened to my friends. Annabeth. Percy. They were heading to New Rome. Could something have...?

I blurted out quickly, dreading having my suspicions confirmed, but needing to know, “Annabeth, Percy... are they alright?”

She nodded, her face not changing expression. “They arrived just a few hours ago. They’re resting in one of our spare tents right now .”

I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. They were fine. Anything else she had to tell me couldn’t possibly be as bad as their deaths would be... right?

I told myself that, but didn’t ask what WAS wrong. At the time I told myself that Reyna was simply sad about her fellow soldier’s death, that I’d been imagining it when she grew sadder upon seeing me. Now I can admit that I had suspected that something worse was coming. If I didn’t ask, then maybe nothing would be wrong. As soon as I asked, I wouldn’t be able to pretend things were alright. It’s a stupid philosophy, I know, but it got me through Jason’s death the first time. I’d simply pretended he’d never existed. That I’d always been an only child.

She looked at me as if expecting me to ask something. I didn’t. Finally, Reyna sighed. “Come. I have something to tell you. I think it would be best if you reunited with your friends first, before hearing the bad news.”

My dread increased. There was no doubt now; something truly terrible had happened, something that would devastate me personally. But I had no clue what it could be.

She escorted us through camp. Everywhere I looked I saw injured campers and devastation. Many buildings were heavily damaged by cannonballs, walls collapsing, bricks strewn about the ground. It’s a testament to Roman engineering that most of the structures hadn’t completely collapsed.

There were fewer legionnaires around than usual, and those that were up didn’t appear to be in much better shape than Reyna. Several were puffy around the eyes, as if they’d been crying.

Reyna escorted me to a large tent and opened the flap. Percy and Annabeth were sitting on a bed inside, holding each other, their faces streaked with tears.

It took them a minute to notice me. Annabeth saw me first. “Thalia...” she gasped, and collapsed into tears. I hugged her close to me, stroking her hair like I used to, back when it was just me, her, and Luke against the world, when she was a young child running from monsters. She may be older than me now, but I’d always comfort her when she needs it.

Percy looked up at Reyna. “Does she know?” he asked, his voice dead.

She shook her head. “Not yet. I want her to be here, with her friends, to hear the news.”

My heart froze. I could feel the air thicken with tension. The next few words would change my world.

But I couldn’t pretend forever. I had to know. “What happened?” I asked in a low voice. “Why are you crying? What happened that was so terrible, you had to wait until now to tell me?”

Reyna looked straight at me, her eyes swimming with tears, and uttered the words that would shatter my world. “Jason is dead.”

My vision blurred as I collapsed. On some level, I had expected it. That did not lessen the pain. Distantly I could hear Annabeth calling my name, stroking my hair, trying to return some semblance of the comfort I had given her. But all I could think was

Jason is dead.

He’s dead.

My little brother is dead.

He’s dead again.

And this time he’s not coming back.

I screamed. The guttural howl reverberated throughout camp. I was sure that everyone could hear my anguish, but I didn’t care. Nothing mattered. Not then.

I screamed until my throat was hoarse and raw. Choking on my sobs, I gasped out a question. “What happened?”

Reyna hesitated, reluctant. “I wasn’t there. I only know what I was told.”

“Just TELL ME!” I screamed, the air crackling with electricity, wind starting to blow inside the tent.

Reyna spoke slowly and clearly, so she would not have to say any of it twice. “Jason received a prophecy many months ago. It stated that if he and Piper went after the emperor Caligula, one of them would die. He decided that he couldn’t stand aside and let Caligula do what he wanted, nor could he allow Piper to die. He decided that he would be the one to die. When Apollo asked for his help fighting against Caligula, he accepted. He died fighting Caligula, holding him off long enough for Apollo, Meg, and Piper to escape.”

Of course.

Of COURSE, Apollo involved Jason in his quest. OF COURSE, Jason gave his life to save them. That was just the kind of stupid, heroic thing he’d do.

Caligula.

My blood boiled.

Was he still alive?

“Is Caligula dead?” I growled, my voice low and rough.

“Not yet,” Reyna replied, her voice determined and deadly.

“He launched an attack on camp a few hours after Apollo and Meg arrived with... “ Reyna stumbled on her words for a moment, “with Jason’s body. We didn’t even have time for a funeral before Caligula attacked a second time. His body is in the Fifth Cohort’s barracks. Would... would you like to see him?”

“Yes.” I croaked.

Reyna escorted me once again. We didn’t have far to travel, but each step seemed to stretch into eternity.

“I’ll let you have some privacy,” she spoke softly and walked back towards the tent we came from.

I opened the door to the barracks.

There he was.

My little brother. Dead in his bed. I could almost pretend he was sleeping, if not for the pallor to his skin.

Beside him sat a boy with curly brown hair. A young girl sat a few bunks away, fiddling with a belt. They looked up as I entered.

That boy... Apollo.

Apollo.

Apollo was here.

Apollo, who I had asked to check on my brother.

Apollo, who had involved Jason in his quest.

Apollo, who had lived while Jason had died.

Did he even care?

Did it matter to him at all?

The gods watched us die. Sometimes they killed us themselves. They expected us to sacrifice our lives again and again, while they just WATCHED. They would NEVER do what Jason had done.

Except for Artemis, a tiny voice whispered in my head. She trapped herself to save Annabeth.

I ignored it. Artemis was the exception, not the rule. I remembered all those years ago when Luke and I had been on the run together. We had entered a mansion, becoming trapped in it. But we had not been the only occupants. Halcyon Green, one of Apollo’s sons, had been confined there for decades. Apollo had cursed him for the crime of saving a young girl who wasn’t supposed to live. His punishment? Being trapped in his own home for decades, his voice stolen, used to lure in young demigods to die. How many demigods, how many CHILDREN had died before us? Did any of them care?

Apollo had been responsible for it all.

He was the worst of them all.

How DARE he be here?! How dare he even LOOK at Jason, after he’d gotten him killed?!

I let out an animalistic yell as I launched myself at Apollo.

“WHY. IS. MY. BROTHER. DEAD.” I screamed, lifting Apollo into the air and slamming him into the nearby wall. The air crackled with electricity, small bursts running down my arms and into Apollo’s body. He shuddered as he was slammed with wave after wave, convulsing, unable to leave my grasp. He made a soft choking noise as he stared back at me, terrified.

“GET OFF OF HIM!” I heard from my right. Golden scimitars flashed into existence as a small figure clad in green slammed into me, breaking my grasp, freeing Apollo. Meg interposed herself between me and my prey.

She glared up at me, the rhinestones on her glasses blazing. “He TRIED to save Jason! He risked his own life to try to get Jason home safely!”

I scoffed. “Risked his own life? Yeah, right. Gods don’t care about mortals’ lives. They’ve proven that again and again. Jason would be alive otherwise!”

“He did. He stabbed himself through the chest with his OWN ARROW to give Meg, Piper, and Jason a chance to escape!”

I let out a broken laugh. “Really? And how did THAT work out?”

“HE. TRIED.” She screamed.

Apollo spoke up, his voice softly cutting through the air, “If you want to hurt me... please. Just leave Meg out of it. I won’t fight back if you do that.”

“APOLLO!” Meg cried out, twisting around to face Apollo, aghast.

He just continued to look at me, resigned. Accepting whatever I would do to him.

The anger drained out of me. “You mean that,” I whispered. “You really mean that.”

Apollo just continued staring at me determinedly, though his whole body shook. He would accept whatever I would do to him, so long as his young friend wasn’t harmed.

I collapsed on the nearest bed. Hurting Apollo would not help anything. Jason would still be dead.

“Leave,.” I whispered hoarsely. “Leave me with my brother. And don’t come back.”

Apollo looked like he’d been slapped. He left without a word, Meg trailing after him.

I waited a moment, then another. I picked up a pillow and screamed into it.

I cried myself to sleep soon after.

(present)

I’d calmed down after a few days had passed. It wasn’t Apollo’s fault. My brother had made his choice, Apollo hadn’t chosen for him. Caligula was to blame, not him.

I still didn’t want to see Apollo. I felt bad that I’d attacked him, lashed out at him when he didn’t deserve it. But a part of me still blamed him for Jason’s death, even then.

When Reyna had requested the Hunters’ help in the final battle against Python and the Triumvirate, I’d agreed immediately. But I hadn’t approached Apollo when I saw him in the lead up to the fight. I saw him looking at me one time as if wanting to talk to me. I’d purposely turned away. It was safest not to interact with him. I hadn’t been sure how I would react if we started talking again.

When everyone was teleported to Mount Olympus and Zeus declared that Apollo had died, I didn’t know WHAT to think. I was still kinda pissed at him, but felt guilty for feeling pissed. Whatever my feelings, he didn’t deserve to die.

I didn’t have long to stew over my thoughts, since things got VERY hectic VERY quickly.

Now though… now I’d had time to think. I didn’t know exactly what state Apollo would be in when I saw him at Camp Half-blood, whether he’d regained more of his memories, whether he remembered Jason… and whether he remembered our fight. Though, I suppose it couldn’t really be called a fight. The other person has to fight back for that…

I shook off the thought and took a deep breath. We would arrive at camp within the hour. I needed to be ready.

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We arrived at camp as the sun peeked over the horizon. As we descended Half-Blood Hill to enter camp, I stared at my pine tree. I had held off Hades’ minions to give Luke and Annabeth time to escape and had died as a result. Or I would have, if Zeus hadn’t transformed me into a tree at the last minute.

I had survived my last stand.

Jason hadn’t survived his.

We made our way to Artemis’s cabin. A golden doe was watching a small grey tabby cat run around near the front entrance, climbing trees, jumping, and generally expending energy.

That doe… I took a closer look at her. She turned her head to face me, staring at me with cold silver eyes.

Ah. Artemis had decided to shapeshift into a deer for some reason. But why? And where did the cat come from?

Artemis turned back into her usual form of a twelve-year-old girl. “Thalia!” she greeted me. “I’ve been waiting for you. We need to discuss certain arrangements for your brother.”

Just then the small cat - more of a kitten, really, looking more closely at it - performed some impressive acrobatics off a nearby tree, leaping off a branch that was 15 feet off the ground onto a tree trunk, then jumping off of THAT trunk to ping-pong to a different trunk, just farther down, like a wall jump in a platformer game, except going downwards instead of upwards. On that jump, the kitten catapulted itself towards us, landing at our feet, standing proudly.

Artemis beamed at the kitten. “That was an excellent show of maneuverability, Meg!” she congratulated.

Wait… MEG?

The kitten glowed. A second later a small twelve-year-old girl had taken its place.

I blinked in surprise. I knew intellectually that Meg was a goddess now, but somehow I hadn’t thought about what all that meant. Like that she had shapeshifting powers now.

But why a kitten?

Meg noticed my quizzical look and explained. “Artemis is training me to use my divine powers better. Transformation can be really useful for stealth and moving around, plus it can be harder to hit a small target. I’ve tried other forms, but so far I’ve been most comfortable as a cat, so I’m practicing as that before trying to master other forms. I’ve still TRIED other forms though. Still, haven’t found a bird I’m comfortable with…” she muttered.

I stared for a moment, unsure what to say to that. Artemis broke the silence.

“Meg, could you fetch Apollo, please? I need to update Thalia on the plans for Jason’s memorial.

“Sure,” Meg said, and walked off to the nearby Apollo cabin.

Artemis turned to me. “Apollo wanted a memorial for Jason, something to let campers know who he was and what he did… and, I suspect, as a reminder to himself of what Jason meant to him. He had an idea for what it should be, but I wanted to run it by you first. You’re his sibling, you ought to have a say.”

She turned and stared at Half-blood hill, and at my tree in the distance. Even this far away, I could see the faint glow from the Golden Fleece which had set me free all those years ago.

“Apollo wanted a memorial near your tree. It seemed fitting, to have the two of you together. and he wanted it to have the last word Jason said, the thing that Jason drilled into his head - ‘Remember’“

That seemed like a good idea, but it needed more details. What would Jason want?

And I had it.

“I like that idea,” I spoke slowly, “but there needs to be more. Jason’s not the only one to have died, and he’d have HATED to be the only one remembered when other people deserve it too. Build the memorial. Make a plaque for Jason, telling who he was and why he died. But make it for MORE than just Jason. Surround it with the names of all the others who have died before their time, who died bravely - Greek, Roman, nymph, even machine if they have a soul. Make sure that all their sacrifices are recognized.”

Artemis smiled at me proudly. “That seems like a fine addition, Thalia.”

Meg rounded the corner just then, Apollo following close behind. I nearly gasped. With his blond hair and sky-blue eyes, he could’ve been mistaken for a two-year-old Jason - the age I lost him at the first time.

Apollo flinched when he saw me, retreating slightly. I winced. I’d felt kinda bad about hurting Apollo and yelling at him when he looked sixteen, but now? I felt pretty horrible. This child, who looked so much like my little brother, was scared of me - and for good reason.

Artemis noticed Apollo’s reaction and gave me a hard look. I couldn’t meet her eyes.

She turned to Apollo, shooting me a warning glare, as if saying I don’t know what you did, but if you hurt him, I’ll turn you into a jackalope.

She told Apollo my idea, to have the memorial be for everyone who dies, who deserves to be remembered. Apollo teared up a little at that, making a request, “Can we put Heloise, Money Maker, and Crest on the memorial too?”

I didn’t know who those people were - Money Maker, in particular, seemed like a VERY strange name - but they clearly meant a lot to him.

“They deserve to be remembered,” I announced somberly. “I’m sure Jason would like that.”

Apollo smiled as he started crying, tears running down his cheeks. He stepped towards me, looking like he was about to give me a hug - and then thought better of it, and stopped.

I needed to lay this to rest.

“I’m sorry,” I apologized. “I shouldn’t have yelled at you before, about Jason’s death. And I shouldn’t have hurt you,” at that, I heard a small hiss from Artemis, but I continued onwards. I’d take whatever punishment she deemed fit later. Apollo was my focus right now. “I was furious and wanted to hurt anyone or anything I could. That doesn’t excuse what I did. You were hurting too, I should have seen that. I DID see that but didn’t want to believe it. I needed someone to blame, and you were convenient. You didn’t deserve it. And I was wrong. You do care.”

Apollo stared at me, unbelieving. Then he surged forwards and wrapped his little arms around my leg, which was as high up as he could reach.

Meg escorted Apollo back to his cabin. Artemis waited until they were out of earshot, then confronted me. “You will not hurt Apollo again,” she stated coldly. It was a statement of fact, rather than a threat. She would not allow her little brother to be harmed, not now that she had the power to stop it.

That was fine with me. I had no intention of doing so.

She changed tone. “We’ll have the memorial service in three days time. That will be plenty of time for the Hephaestus cabin to craft the plaques and build the wall to record the fallen’s names on.”

Those three days passed quickly. Apollo no longer appeared nervous around me, though he didn’t seek me out much either.

On the morning of the third day, the entire camp assembled on Half-blood Hill. The Hephaestus cabin had installed the plaques and the memorial wall overnight. Jason Grace, Crest, Heloise, and Money Maker’s names were carved into the wall, as those of us who knew Jason best swapped stories. My rendition of how EXACTLY Jason had gotten that scar on his upper lip was extremely popular.

I heard a new name for the hill, in the snatches of conversation I caught at dinner. “Grace Hill.”

I smiled. I used to despise that last name because it reminded me of my mother, but now it meant something different. It connected me to my brother. It declared proudly that Jason had been my brother, my fantastic little brother.

Smiling, I decided that the name “Grace” wasn’t so bad after all.

#trials of apollo #the trials of apollo #toa #apollo #Thalia grace #meg mccaffrey #artemis #convalescence #fanfiction #my post

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spartanguard · 6 years

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growing old is nothing to fear

based on @pirateherokillian‘s awesomely silver foxy gif right there and this conversation between her and @sherlockianwhovian: What if something in an upcoming episode causes Killian to age faster than normal? (With Zelena along for the ride because why not and I love her and Green Hook in-laws is my jam).

un-beta’d. 1.8 k. rated S for SILVER FOX

Bloody magic. Hadn’t it caused enough strife in Killian’s life already? Despite its occasional use, he’d long grown tired of the many ways it was used for harm rather than good.

Yet, here he was on a quest for another magical object, hidden behind an enchanted door, on the journey with a former witch.

“At least this is all the magic we’ll need,” Zelena commented as he found the invisible knob of the magically hidden doorway. The notes on the map had made it incredibly specific: magic could not be used to retrieve this item. “I can barely remember what my powers felt like, and you haven’t had any since—oh wait, wrong you.”

He turned the knob and tugged the door open, revealing a dimly lit tunnel that seemed to appear from thin air, and turned back to Zelena, incredulous. “The other me had magic?” That seemed horrifically out of character, but then again, for the last few decades, he’d lived a vastly different life than the Hook she knew, even if he no longer looked it.

“Oh, I think you’ll quite like that tale. I’ll tell it when we get through this,” she teased, approaching the entrance to the dimly lit tunnel behind the door and gesturing down it. “Shall we, darling?”

“Lead the way.” Everyone else might trust her, but he wasn’t quite ready to have his back to the ex-sorceress just yet. Maybe it had something to do with Alice’s mother, or maybe it was just the fact that he was still unnerved to be around someone who acted like they knew him, but didn’t truly.

The air in the tunnel was heavy and dry, as if its jagged stone walls were trying to smother them with a blanket. There didn’t seem to be an end in sight, and the light of the clearing from whence they’d come grew smaller and dimmer as they traveled down it in companionable silence. Eventually, the only light was that of the torches placed periodically on the walls, and Killian found his eyes straining to see in the gloom.

“You know, I hadn’t noticed it before, but that silver makes you look quite distinguished.” Zelena’s voice broke the quiet, but left him baffled.

“Pardon?”

“I’m just saying, I understand the term ‘silver fox’ now.”

“I’ve no clue what you’re talking about, love.” He knew he far outpaced her in years but he’d only recently reclaimed the confidence he’d had as a younger man; even if her comments seemed to be in admiration, he wasn’t keen on the implication.

“Surely a man as vain as you, Captain, would notice when he started going gray.”

His hand flew up to the hair at his temple. “What?”

They stopped walking. “You seriously hadn’t noticed? Hang on.” She fished through her pockets for a moment before exclaiming “Here we go!” and producing a small mirror, which she then held up to his face.

To his shock, the hair at the side of his face, and streaks across the top, were indeed significantly lighter than the rest, and white was now peppered through his beard. It followed the same pattern it had when he’d first started going gray, all those years ago. He remembered teasing Alice that it was all her fault, and smirked at the memory; but something about this didn’t sit right. “That wasn’t there this morning.”

“Well, age has to catch up with all of us at some point. No use in complaining about it,” Zelena shrugged, and turn to continue on. But he saw a flash of something in her own fiery locks, and grabbed her arm to stop her.

She tried to protest, but he just reached to her scalp and plucked. Of course, that drew even more whining, but it abruptly stopped when she saw what was in his hand: a curly silver hair of her own. “Seems you’ve got a streak of gray yourself, love.” And he could see another one woven through her updo.

“Psh, it was bound to happen at some point. Come on.” She trudged ahead, but he was now on alert—something strange was going on in this tunnel. He didn’t say anything, but he watched as more silver worked its way through her hair the deeper into the tunnel they went.

Though the path was even, they both gradually slowed down, despite having not traveling long enough for fatigue to really set in. The air temperature hadn’t changed, but he eventually had to concede defeat as he wiped the sweat off his brow and worked to undo buttons on his vest in an attempt to cool himself off. He sighed in relief upon loosening the last closure; the brocade had been constricting and stifling, and the cool air on his skin through his thin top felt divine.

His exhale caught Zelena’s attention, who glanced back at him, and then began to smirk and bit her lip as if holding back a laugh.

“What is it?” he groaned, surprised at how gravelly his voice sounded, though he wasn’t particularly thirsty.

“I think I see why Emma wanted your other self to give up the rum,” she quipped.

He wanted to be offended, but a glance down showed that there was a bit of a paunch on his belly that was also a recent acquisition—or, rather, reacquisition. But it had taken years for his stomach to go soft the first time; why was it doing so at such a rapid rate now?

“Let me see your mirror again.” She held it up for him, and it was just as he suspected: the fine lines on his face had grown deeper, and his hair and beard were now full gray, though thankfully more well-kept than they had been before his recent transformation.

As he pondered his reflection, the hand holding the looking glass changed color, taking on what he thought looked like a deep green hue, but the damned lighting made it hard to tell. She seemed to notice at the same moment, only with a far more violent reaction: she screamed and dropped the mirror, shattering it.

“What the hell is this place?” she shouted at no one in particular. “Why am I turning green again?”

“And old,” he added, pointing up at her hair that was nearly as silver as his. She grabbed for her ponytail and released an equally horrified sound at the discovery. “Now, when you say ‘again’...” he started, hoping she would fill in the blanks.

“I used to be literally green with envy. It was only Glinda’s magic that removed it. Oh god, is it anywhere else?” She knelt to look at herself in the broken mirror shards, but he was hung up on that word: magic. They’d both had it used on them to change their physical appearance. He was fairly certain he knew what was going on now, but he had one more question.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but you were also frozen under a curse for a lengthy period of time, yes?”

She stood up, albeit slowly. “Yeah, what of it?”

He nodded; it seemed to be as he suspected. “It appears to me that this cavern not only does not permit the use of magic, but...it erases it as well.”

She cocked her head to the side in confusion, giving him a glance at the green that was making its way up her neck. “So…”

“So my recent return to youth via a fairy’s wand is well on its way to reversal. And you, my dear, are finally looking the age you should be.”

She set her jaw and scowled at the news; he had to admit, he felt rather the same way. “I thought only magic had a price,” she complained. “Not no magic, too.”

“To be fair, we are still in search of magic,” he offered with a shrug.

“True,” she reluctantly agreed, crossing her arms and sulking.

“We may as well continue on; the damage is probably done.” It had been nice being a young man again, but he supposed he didn’t really need to be one anymore. He was still damn handsome, anyways.

Wordlessly, they set off once more. Killian’s belt eventually reached a point of tightness that told him the transformation was complete on his end, but he didn’t want to slow them down to loosen it—the general decay of their joints was doing a good enough job of that on its own. He did hazard a look over at his companion; the green now covered her skin, and though lines on her face made her look significantly older, she hadn’t lost her poise or glamor.

“You know...green and silver is an awfully fetching combination,” he observed out loud. She didn’t say anything in response, but he did see a small smile replace her frown, and the apples of her cheeks turned a darker green.

It wasn’t long before they reached the end of the tunnel, which opened into a wide room. The amulet they sought was prominently displayed in the middle, with a healthy supply of traps and tripwires around it. It took some time to navigate, given their less-than-spry bodies, but they successfully reached the center and claimed the tool.

As soon as Killian’s hand wrapped around the charm, it was as if the entire journey hadn’t happened: they were immediately back in the clearing, youthful glow intact, though still with the amulet in their possession.

Both quickly took stock of their forms and each other’s; his gut was gone and his hair felt smooth again, while Zelena’s bright red locks and fair skin tone had returned. It was almost as jarring as the first change.

“Bloody hell,” he breathed, unsure of what the hell had just happened, but at least it appeared to be over.

“Yeah,” Zelena agreed, hesitantly. “I guess that’s that.”

They stood silent for a few more moments, processing, before both seemed to shake themselves out of it. Their mission wasn’t done yet. With a wordless nod, they both headed off in the direction of the camp.

Knowing what he’d look and feel like some time in the future truthfully had been more of an annoyance to Killian than anything, given that it was his past as much as his future. But he could tell it was still nagging at Zelena in the way she worried her bottom lip.

“I wasn’t lying back there: verdigris or not, you’ll be a rather attractive older lady, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”

She chuckled, but shook her head. “No, it’s not that; I had no worries there,” she said emphatically. “Just being reminded of my own mortality is all.”

“Ah, yes. Well, we’ve made it this far. No need to fear what lies ahead in that regard.”

“Very true,” she conceded. “And you’ll be quite the looker yourself, Captain.”

“Oh, I’m well aware. Now I believe you owe me a story about my other self and magic?”

She cackled in glee. “Oh, where do I begin?”

i’m not even sure who to tag, but y’all might like this (my apologies if not; feel free to ignore): @kat2609 @thesschesthair @optomisticgirl @xpumpkindumplingx @shipsxahoy @cocohook38 @annytecture @wingedlioness @word-bug @bleebug @its-imperator-furiosa @flipperbrain @laschatzi @nfbagelperson @stubble-sandwich @killian-whump @lenfaz @athenascarlet @kmomof4 @ilovemesomekillianjones @whimsicallyenchantedrose @snowbellewells

#silver fox killian #kj ff #wish hook #green hook #ouat spoilers #wish killian jones #idk how to tag this #my ff

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verdigrisprowl · 6 years

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Aug 13 Dancitron Movie Night - Gotham 7-9

Prowl learned how to poorly use the word simpatico. Everyone’s proud of him.

After movie night, he discovered that Soundwave has sixty blankets, and a washing machine, and therefore, is unspeakably wealthy. Soundwave gave him three and a fourth for the Constructicons, and Prowl has absolutely no idea what to do with this embarrassment of riches. He’s grateful, but like......... he doesn’t even use blankets.

Today NoodlesAtNight 7:31 pm ((sorry it's delayed, i've been fighting to get a decent rabbitcast tonight)) ((about to put post up tho)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:31 pm ((dw about it! I just feel really bad about missing last week, especially since I was so hyped, that I refuse to miss it this week)) NoodlesAtNight 7:31 pm ((if you want wiki articles for last week's, i can give them to you over tumblr im!)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:32 pm ((I TVtropsed them >_>)) NoodlesAtNight 7:32 pm ((LOL that works)) NoodlesAtNight 7:36 pm ((okay, links up, so i'll get the music on and it'll get going about 8:10 probs)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:37 pm ((woop woop)) MedicalMurdersaurus 7:37 pm *toddles in* NoodlesAtNight 7:38 pm *It's been a little more than three weeks, but the movie night has finally returned to the inside of Dancitron. Things aren't perfect - observant types will notice a few items out of order or uninstalled where they previously were, and the bar contents look VERY different - but it's functional.* *And the red glass doors are back in action.* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:38 pm *is not observant and just wanders where his feet take him, he'll get to BIrd eventually* verdigrisprowl 7:39 pm *prowl appears outside and is confused that he's apparently the first one to arrive.* opatoes 7:39 pm /Smokescreen's coming into Dancitron and is immediately heading for the bar/ Sounds! You've got everything up again! When's the re-opening party? NoodlesAtNight 7:40 pm [[This weekend, if all goes well.]] opatoes 7:40 pm Oh man, really? Do you want any help that night? I'd love to come over either way. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:40 pm *wanders up to whoever* NoodlesAtNight 7:40 pm *Hey, Prowl. Frenzy's just gonna pop out of the roof hatch and shout to you. After throwing a rock down to get attention, that is.* \\YO. AIN'T OUTSIDE THIS WEEK.\\ SCProwl 7:41 pm *pulls up outside* NoodlesAtNight 7:41 pm *Ravage looks up at Swoop.* =...Yes?= verdigrisprowl 7:41 pm *was movie night canceled or is soundwave just delayed? or— there's a rock.* Oh. Thank you. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:41 pm Where Bird? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:41 pm *the dragon's brought a bit different of a selection today; along with rust sticks and mercury drops, she's got "bars" of crystalized energon with thin layers of silver folded over them. there's some pictographic writing on it, but it's her language, so good luck deciphering it. she looks different too. violet ceramic bells are strung across her limbs and tail with black metal chain, and she's got an odd mask hanging from her neck- was that mask inspired by the local adorabug zori?* NoodlesAtNight 7:41 pm =She is coming. Delayed. Dinner time.= SCProwl 7:41 pm *two Prowls for the price of one rock?* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:41 pm Hello, everyone! verdigrisprowl 7:42 pm *he'll head ins... or maybe he'll wait for his alternate to catch up.* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:42 pm Keheheh Her Bird too much dinner? NoodlesAtNight 7:42 pm [[And we could use the help, he thinks. As he said, our Smokescreen is away right now, and he typically acts as a bouncer.]] SCProwl 7:42 pm *transforms and catches up* Hello, Captain. NoodlesAtNight 7:42 pm *Soundwave taps his wrist to indicate the phase shifter and huffs.* verdigrisprowl 7:42 pm Evening. opatoes 7:42 pm I'd be glad to help out like old times, Sounds. Just ping me when I should come over! /Smokescreen is making a beeline for those snacks./ NoodlesAtNight 7:43 pm *Soundwave twists to look at the dragon. He smells silver, and-- oh, what's this now?* [[Is it the scaring season already? He thought that was in... hmm. What is Earth time right now. Two w-- no. Two months.]] *He gestures to the mask.* =Always, Swoop.= *Frenzy throws another rock down, but doesn't say anything. This one is just to try to startle their timeline's Prowl before he disappears into the hatch.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:45 pm No, it's not! Well. It sort of is. Since all the little ones are hatching, the festivities are in full swing, and part of it includes keeping "evil spirits" out of the new children. *she puts on her mask and flares her wings to show off a little, before taking it back off* Red and black is actually more traditional, but purple isn't unheard of. Besides, I'm not a docent, so it isn't as though I'll see the little ones and confuse them by being purple. SCProwl 7:46 pm *hears the rock whizzing through the air and steps back to ensure it doesn't skid into her when it hits the ground and bounces* I suppose that's our cue to head inside. I hope things have been going smoothly on your Cybertron. opatoes 7:46 pm Wait- wait, what holiday is this? Do you need any help scaring hatchlings? verdigrisprowl 7:47 pm Apparently so. *Doesn't want to give Frenzy a chance to come back with more rocks.* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:47 pm *wanders up to someone else* verdigrisprowl 7:47 pm The past week or so has been remarkably normal. You? Clich.A 7:48 pm QUEEn!! opatoes 7:48 pm CLICH Clich.A 7:48 pm (Strikes a pose) Hello everyone, Soundwave! opatoes 7:49 pm /Smokescreen's stopping everything to pose at Clich!/ SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:49 pm *the dragon stares at Smokescreen for a moment. she's a full-grown adult, and SHE'S only the size of a fox. the hatchlings probably won't register Smokescreen for how big he is.* It's a dragon holiday, or festival, really, since it's three weeks long. Fresh babies are important. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:49 pm *wanders aimlessly, making no attempt not to bump into people* Chillsins 7:49 pm *Walks in, but he has to go real slow...real slow like a glacier, because Rebel insists on running in front of him.* Clich.A 7:49 pm (Poses back) SCProwl 7:49 pm There was a protest. opatoes 7:49 pm Ohhh- that's fair, that's fair. Still, I hope everyone has fun! That sounds like a nice holiday. /More dramatic pose at Clich!/ Chaoit 7:50 pm -wanders in to this. Stops and stares- Clich.A 7:50 pm OKay, we better keep it relaxed now, don't want to run out of poses too soon. (Plots down) (plops even) opatoes 7:50 pm Awww. But I have like, an infinite amount of poses in me. _Whirl 7:50 pm @S: *ping; he's not physically there yet* Hey, could I get permission to open a bridge? And some... floor space. Got. Something to bring with me. opatoes 7:50 pm I guess you could say I'm super posable! Clich.A 7:50 pm ha! NoodlesAtNight 7:50 pm ((SORRY delivery came had to parcel out food)) Chaoit 7:51 pm ((FOOD Clich.A 7:51 pm ((No probs, hellows) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:51 pm ((FOOD)) MedicalMurdersaurus 7:51 pm ((what's for dinner? 😀 )) opatoes 7:51 pm ((asbnxcv i'm waiting for food still verdigrisprowl 7:51 pm Oh? Protest against what? Chillsins 7:51 pm Rebel: HEY! *spins around in a circle and almost crashes into Chill's leg* THERE'S NO DIRT HERE! NoodlesAtNight 7:52 pm [[He's to take it that you consider Zori capable of frightening off great evils?]] MedicalMurdersaurus 7:52 pm *eventually decides to wait for Bird by perching near the snacks* NoodlesAtNight 7:52 pm *Soundwave dips his helm in greeting to Clich, and gets Whirl that bridge permission through Chimera.* Chillsins 7:52 pm *Chill wordlessly steps over Rebel's head to find a seat on the floor with Blue.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:53 pm Given that I am on the actual moon, and will probably encounter no hatchlings, I would say that I consider Zori to be aesthetically pleasing and a great muse for masks. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:53 pm *watches anyone who happens to come by* _Whirl 7:53 pm *Excellent. Fwoosh, there's a blue bridge, and shortly after, a blue helicopter. He does not, at yet, greet or acknowledge anyone. He's swiveling in place... ah, there. Whirl dives back through. The vortex disappears* SCProwl 7:53 pm A small demonstration for peace between the factions. In front of Autobot headquarters. NoodlesAtNight 7:53 pm *Laserbeak hovers down flying as lazily as possible, heading toward Swoop right away. Rumble and Frenzy follow after her, but make a beeline for Whirl's company instead.* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:54 pm *perks up the second she flutters in* verdigrisprowl 7:54 pm I thought you were at peace? Chaoit 7:54 pm -drops into a seat out of the way- _Whirl 7:54 pm *it reappears a moment later in a different spot, closer to a wall. And then, bit by bit, something large and purple begins to nudge its way through. It's a couch, and Whirl is pushing it from the other side in a very slow and undignified fashion because he can't hold bridges unless he's in alt-mode* NoodlesAtNight 7:54 pm [[He is sure Zori will be happy to hear that. It is not often that he gets to inspire an outsider.]] SCProwl 7:54 pm Not quite. Both sides agreed to a ceasefire, but the... details are still being worked out on a peace treaty. Clich.A 7:54 pm (Curious squint) NoodlesAtNight 7:54 pm //What in the ever-lovin' FRAG--// *Staring openmouthed at the couch.* SCProwl 7:55 pm *like whether or not just about everyone on either side should be put on trial for war crimes* Chaoit 7:55 pm -Blaster's just going to join in with the curious staring- MedicalMurdersaurus 7:55 pm Bird : > SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:55 pm Zori is an inspir- *eyes the couch* Um. Chaoit 7:55 pm Is...that a couch? NoodlesAtNight 7:55 pm [[...Do we know any couchformers?]] verdigrisprowl 7:55 pm Ah. Well, then there's probably little harm in... *why is a couch appearing* opatoes 7:55 pm ... /Smokescreen's going to try to sit on this new couch./ Chillsins 7:56 pm *Thought he was the only furniture Whirl needed, but guess not.* _Whirl 7:56 pm *the couch's progress halts, and Whirl pokes the nose of his alt-mode through the bridge* Move it, wide load. NoodlesAtNight 7:56 pm ((STARTING IN APPROX 10 MINUTES, GRAB UR SNAX N DRINKS)) Chillsins 7:56 pm *Betrayal* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:56 pm ((SNAX)) Chaoit 7:56 pm Um...do you need help getting the couch through? verdigrisprowl 7:57 pm *IS WHIRL PUSHING IT IN ALT MODE* NoodlesAtNight 7:57 pm *Yes. Yes he is.* *Laserbeak waves a feeler at Rebel.* {{What you thinking them dirt here for? It clean house! Not dirty Autobot desert base.}} SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:58 pm *the dragon flies up on a table and rubs her eyes. did she eat a hallucinogen, or...* _Whirl 7:58 pm *regardless of whether or not Smokescreen moves, Whirl resumes pushing from the other end. The multiverse is giving birth to this couch* verdigrisprowl 7:59 pm *the miracle of life* SCProwl 7:59 pm *would have agreed with her alternate about there being so harm done. no one showed up to counter-protest or anything so it was an enjoyable way to spend an afternoon* opatoes 7:59 pm . . . /Smokescreen does move, if only to try to help out Whirl and because this feels *so weird*/ Chillsins 7:59 pm Rebel: Never not seen DIRT before! *Now she's gotta run and circle the entire damn room to make sure.* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:59 pm Keheh clean house? Chillsins 8:00 pm *Windchill's just...not going to acknowledge anything that's happening right now.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:00 pm *truly, the multiverse is full of little miracles* NoodlesAtNight 8:00 pm {{...Well. It clean floor one. Them twins room not so clean, neheh.}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:00 pm *snickers* _Whirl 8:00 pm *with the help the rest of it should go smoothly and a little faster. There we go. Whirl follows, sealing the bridge behind him and just plopping, nose-first, into the couch* So. This is for you, if you want it, Soundwave. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:00 pm You Bird don't FLOOR NoodlesAtNight 8:01 pm *Soundwave sits up and just sort of. Puts a curled finger over where his mouth would be if anyone else could see it.* _Whirl 8:01 pm *unfurls into root mode, conveniently in a perfectly lounging position* Just the couch. Not Smokescreen. ...or me. opatoes 8:01 pm I don't think Soundwave would want to keep me! verdigrisprowl 8:01 pm *... right, okay. he should probably sit.* Good to see you, alternate. *he's heading over to his usual couch.* _Whirl 8:01 pm Take it as a "sorry I made you wreck your bar by turning into a ravenous undead monster" present. opatoes 8:01 pm ... Wait, what? Chillsins 8:01 pm *There's no dirt to be found, but Rebel keeps running as fast as her short legs will go.* SCProwl 8:01 pm *hm, Prowl should probably sit down while everyone is distracted by the space bridge and whatever is being pushed through it* Of course. NoodlesAtNight 8:01 pm [[...He'll take it. He likes the color.]] *Pause.* [[Besides. He'd rather you not be forced to push it back through.]] opatoes 8:02 pm /Smokescreen's going to sit down next to Whirl. He did help push the couch, after all! NoodlesAtNight 8:02 pm *Rumble and Frenzy clamber up on to the couch to either side of Whirl.* \\HUH. COMFY.\\ Chaoit 8:02 pm ....we didn't get everyone? With the cure on the ship - ships? - or...? SCProwl 8:02 pm *ah it was someone Prowl doesn't know* verdigrisprowl 8:02 pm *sits with Soundwave* Do I owe you a table now? Chillsins 8:03 pm *Some universes were left on their own in the Crisis.* _Whirl 8:03 pm Damn right it is. If I'm gonna pick out a couch, I'm gonna pick out a GOOD one. *bobs his head to the twins in turn, and then to the rest of the room, taking note of his peeps. Windchill, the dragon, and...* I'll be damned, is that the big Worm? SCProwl 8:03 pm *takes the nearest empty chair* NoodlesAtNight 8:04 pm *Soundwave shakes his head no, and follows it up with a personal comm.* @P: [[Not unless you come bound with it as part of the gift.]] *AND ON THAT NOTE, he'll glance around to see where Clich went.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:04 pm *chirps at Whirl. thanks to all the bells, she chimes when she bobs her head* NoodlesAtNight 8:04 pm ((four minutes)) _Whirl 8:05 pm *he'll scoot a bit so Frenzy can get in between him and Smokescreen, but he will spare Smokescreen a nod of acknowledgement. You have done Good on this day* Clich.A 8:05 pm (IS being good but then he see's big Bee and a SWERVE) OH haii~ _Whirl 8:05 pm Hey, dragon! What're you all decked out for? verdigrisprowl 8:05 pm *slight choking noise* radioactivibee 8:05 pm [waves] verdigrisprowl 8:05 pm *flops his head back to stare at the ceiling. oh boy.* opatoes 8:05 pm /Aww, Smokescreen's doors flutter. He did good for- IS THAT BEE Smokescreen's practically dropping everything to go over to him./ SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:06 pm It's hatchling festival! Everyone else is scaring away "evil spirits" and I'm looking dashing and wonderful. radioactivibee 8:06 pm Hey Smokes. Kelpy 8:06 pm [throws himself into view] AM I LATE? NoodlesAtNight 8:06 pm *He does so love that noise.* [[Greetings, Blaster, Swerve, Bumblebee.]] opatoes 8:06 pm Bee! My BF! My Bee Friend! It's good to see you! Kelpy 8:06 pm Hi Sounds. radioactivibee 8:06 pm Hi Soundwave. Chillsins 8:06 pm *Chill turns to give Whirl a wave, but doing so puts him in Blue's line of sight and the BEEP is unleashed.* opatoes 8:06 pm /Also waving at Swerve!/ SCProwl 8:06 pm *pings Smokescreen hello* radioactivibee 8:06 pm Good to see you too, Smokey. Any shenanigans since Saturday? Kelpy 8:06 pm Hey Smokey. opatoes 8:07 pm !! /Pings Round Prowl in return!/ _Whirl 8:07 pm *BEEPS back, utterly delighted* NoodlesAtNight 8:07 pm *Soundwave is gonna quickly give his timeline's Prowl the data concerning tonight's show so she can look up the audio description.* opatoes 8:07 pm You know it, Bee. Uh- ... Actually, not that much happened. I guess I almost died but it wasn't a big deal in the end? verdigrisprowl 8:07 pm *without looking down from the ceiling* Hi, Swerve. Kelpy 8:08 pm Hi Prowl. Something interesting up there? radioactivibee 8:08 pm you WHAT?! _Whirl 8:08 pm ...hey, so. Are you the same Swerve who has that whole... drink challenge thing? *peers* Because if so, I'm still game. Kelpy 8:08 pm Yeah! SCProwl 8:08 pm *hesitantly access the audio description* Does anything happen in tonight's documentaries that I should be aware of beforehand? Kelpy 8:08 pm The Fusion Cannon To The Face challenge. _Whirl 8:08 pm *points to him* Name the time and place. I'll be there. I'm still doing TWO. radioactivibee 8:08 pm Primus Swerve, you're gonna kill someone. opatoes 8:08 pm It wasn't anything, really! I just bridged somewhere and it was a trap, but I got out of there! radioactivibee 8:08 pm Can I watch? ... NoodlesAtNight 8:08 pm *He gives her anything he thinks she might need to know.* Kelpy 8:08 pm You can watch and no one has died yet! But sure. How about tomorrow?> MedicalMurdersaurus 8:08 pm *hops from being perched by the snacks to sitting on the bar* radioactivibee 8:09 pm [sighs] I'll take your word for it. _Whirl 8:09 pm I'm fine with it if Swerve is. NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm [[Why would anyone want a fusion cannon to the face? How do they SURVIVE IT?]] opatoes 8:09 pm I promise, I'm fine now! Kelpy 8:09 pm It's a drink! _Whirl 8:09 pm Works for me. My schedule is wide open. verdigrisprowl 8:09 pm "Fusion cannon to the face"? Kelpy 8:09 pm Yeah! It's a drink I invented. It's really styrong. verdigrisprowl 8:09 pm Is it legal? radioactivibee 8:09 pm Seconded, Soundwave. It's, like, impossible. NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm ((WARNINGS: Gotham S1 7-9 Penguin's Umbrella, The Mask, Harvey Dent // Violence, blood, death; police brutality and corruption; criminal being creepy; self-harm; foul or sexist language; improper terminology for indigenous peoples)) opatoes 8:09 pm You can beelieve me! Kelpy 8:09 pm ....Yes? I think. It should be. MAgnus hasn't said anything yet. opatoes 8:09 pm ... I want a fusion cannon to the face! radioactivibee 8:10 pm No. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:10 pm There's a draconic drink called the velveted claw. Supposedly it feels like being thrown off of a cliff and landing on your face. Since I'm not the right species, I wouldn't know. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:10 pm *kicks his heels up and chirps, if there's a tune it's by accident* opatoes 8:10 pm but verdigrisprowl 8:10 pm Does Magnus /know/ about it yet? SCProwl 8:10 pm That doesn't seem wise, Smokescreen. Kelpy 8:10 pm I'm pretty sure he does. NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm //I've fallen off a cliff 'n landed on my face. It ain't fun.// Kelpy 8:10 pm It's been around for a year. NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm [[Neither is landing on your back.]] verdigrisprowl 8:10 pm Hm. Probably. Clich.A 8:10 pm "that doesn't seem wise, Smokescreen" is like the background radation of his life,and yet somehow he is still here. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:10 pm Falling off of a cliff just seems terrible, really. Chaoit 8:10 pm ....all of this sounds terrible opatoes 8:11 pm ... I'm pretty sure I'm like, immortal or something. _Whirl 8:11 pm I've sampled a lot of what the multiverse has to offer. gaugebusters, LITERAL death liquor--which I survived, by the way--and at least one drink that was... at least 50% liquid drugs? Not that I knew THAT at the time. verdigrisprowl 8:11 pm *oop, sits up. pings a comm feed to his alternate.* Kelpy 8:11 pm Do you still want the rust held off? _Whirl 8:11 pm Yeah, no solid particles. radioactivibee 8:11 pm Smokey, we're not testing that theory. Kelpy 8:11 pm OKay. _Whirl 8:11 pm ...how--*looks to Rumble* How did you land on your face? opatoes 8:11 pm Come on, Bee- I'm pretty sure it's a drink! Chillsins 8:11 pm *Blue wiggles out of dad's arms and plops FATLY onto the floor. She's on a mission.* Kelpy 8:11 pm Did they just skip over what happened when Penguin revealed himself? radioactivibee 8:12 pm Oh wait it's a drink? Kelpy 8:12 pm Yeah it's a drink. NoodlesAtNight 8:12 pm [[They did.]] [[Somewhat.]] Kelpy 8:12 pm OKay good I didn't miss it. radioactivibee 8:12 pm In that case, Swerve, send me a recording of Smokey after the drink. NoodlesAtNight 8:12 pm //Landed on my face cuz I didn't land on my feet.// _Whirl 8:12 pm Let's see if I can figure out what any of this is about. My challenge for the night. SCProwl 8:12 pm *...will accept it, but she keeps the audio description on in case the video is too much* Kelpy 8:12 pm Sure thing! OmicronTheIceQueen 8:12 pm *Ice Queen comes in, shaking herself* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:12 pm *pokes his claw through a goodie* keehee Clich.A 8:12 pm I am..so confused at what we are looking at right now. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:12 pm Icy! Hello! *jinglejangle* _Whirl 8:12 pm ...that's fair. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:12 pm O,0 NoodlesAtNight 8:12 pm [[Ah. He apologizes, Clich. You did come in on the seventh episode of a show.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 8:12 pm *pauses, looking around* _Whirl 8:13 pm *beeps again at Blue, encouragingly. The Worm approaches* Clich.A 8:13 pm Well I used context clues to figure out this is that Gothem show But I thought it took place in Batman past? NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm [[It does.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:13 pm *flicks the goodie off his talon and into the crowd* Clich.A 8:13 pm And then there was Harvey Dent? Old? And cell phones?? ????? NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm [[Ah. That is Harvey Bullock.]] Clich.A 8:13 pm Oooooh OmicronTheIceQueen 8:14 pm Racer: O,o *standing under Icy, is this inside and outside again?* _Whirl 8:14 pm Nice. NoodlesAtNight 8:14 pm *Inside, today* Clich.A 8:14 pm (Gestures vaguely) Phones...of the cellular persuasion....hm. verdigrisprowl 8:14 pm Push her on the bus. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:14 pm Sedatives work wonders for that sort of thing. opatoes 8:14 pm Knowing how this show goes, there's gonna be someone fragged up on the bus, huh? Clich.A 8:14 pm If she is actually only 110 then he could probably more easily pick her up. NoodlesAtNight 8:14 pm [[...Are you advocating for him to murder her?]] *Surprised* Chillsins 8:15 pm *She's coming. Chill watches his spawn undulate across the floor like a wave of worm towards the couch.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:15 pm *giggles and throws another goodie into the movie watching crowd* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:15 pm No, just to knock her out! verdigrisprowl 8:15 pm No. ONTO the bus. Through the door. Not UNDER. Kelpy 8:15 pm [snorts] _Whirl 8:15 pm *snickers* NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm [[/Oh./ Yes, of course.]] Clich.A 8:15 pm Mmm. Goth..ham. Yes. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:15 pm *icy comes in, sniffing at specs before finding a place to loaf* verdigrisprowl 8:15 pm *HUFFS.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:15 pm *goddess, the worm is perfect in every way* NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm *HE WAS A LITTLE CONCERNED, THERE* opatoes 8:15 pm The city of goth pigs gotham Clich.A 8:15 pm very goth, much ham. radioactivibee 8:15 pm primus SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:15 pm *loafs on Icy* Did you get the gifts? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:16 pm *picks up an entire fistful of goodies and throws it up in the air towards everyone watching the show* NoodlesAtNight 8:16 pm //Ain't ham like. Pig meat? Or is it the cows?// Kelpy 8:16 pm Bam bam radioactivibee 8:16 pm GothBambam SCProwl 8:16 pm Blank warrants. verdigrisprowl 8:16 pm Blank. Warrants. NoodlesAtNight 8:16 pm *Laserbeak zooms to get as many of those as she can before anyone else does* opatoes 8:16 pm I think it's pigs? Maybe it's cows. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:16 pm we did SCProwl 8:16 pm *frowning so hard* Clich.A 8:16 pm It's also a joke about Hammy acting! _Whirl 8:16 pm I thought pork was pigs? NoodlesAtNight 8:16 pm //I didn't know there was actor pigs.// MedicalMurdersaurus 8:16 pm *arms up in the air* YAHH BIRD! _Whirl 8:16 pm Or was it... bacon? verdigrisprowl 8:16 pm I— Just when I thought this city... Blank warrants. radioactivibee 8:17 pm [watching Laserbeak because wow that's entertaining] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:17 pm *happy chirp* Excellent! Did everyone like it? Clich.A 8:17 pm ((Peter Spellos just mentioned me....WHY?)) _Whirl 8:17 pm *soft bawking noises* NoodlesAtNight 8:17 pm //Heh heh.// Kelpy 8:17 pm What are they doing radioactivibee 8:17 pm Where did the chicken come from? NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm [[A farm, he supposes.]] Clich.A 8:18 pm (( Oh it's about Sex Machine...the Iron Circus anthology...I keep forgetting he's...there...asljdflk)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:18 pm They're talking right in front of him? Really? Chaoit 8:18 pm .... verdigrisprowl 8:18 pm Maybe they should get outside before having that conversation, about overthrowing their boss, in front of their boss. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:18 pm *laughs* Chaoit 8:18 pm He's going to get himself killed _Whirl 8:19 pm You'd be surprised how often *claw air quotes* "smart" people underestimate folks around them. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:19 pm there was a shiny factor, but not sure if Racer is ready for a blade yet Kelpy 8:19 pm You don't seem like it. NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm [[He is either extremely brave or very suicidal, this Gordon.]] _Whirl 8:19 pm So this guy is the one good cop in a bad, bad town. SCProwl 8:19 pm Both. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:19 pm I understand. It is a traditional gift, but you know him better than I do. Chaoit 8:19 pm Both verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm I think he thinks he's already dead. radioactivibee 8:19 pm Maybe a bit of both. opatoes 8:19 pm Honestly, I think he just doesn't care anymore So yeah both NoodlesAtNight 8:20 pm ((AW YISS)) radioactivibee 8:20 pm Relatable. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:20 pm *picks up the biggest goodie available tonight and CHUCKS IT full speed across the room* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:20 pm ((who's bondage cop)) NoodlesAtNight 8:20 pm *Laserbeak cheats and grabs it out of the air with a feeler* radioactivibee 8:20 pm PRIMUS WHAT THE FRAG??? [ducks] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:20 pm ((er, bondage gal who stole the cop- WOAH)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:20 pm *ERUPTS in laughter* *starts to bend over* *whoops there goes his balance* *BAM* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:20 pm ((ZSAZ)) radioactivibee 8:20 pm [pouts at Swoop] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:20 pm *swop on the floor* _Whirl 8:20 pm I dunno. If I knew I was dead either way my focus would be to do as much damage as possible on the way out. Let's see what Jim does. verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm I think that's exactly what he's doing. NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm ((zsasz is FANTASTIC every time he shows up on this show i stg)) _Whirl 8:21 pm Well. Good. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:21 pm ((fucking bonkers serial killer man)) SCProwl 8:21 pm ((problematic fav SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:21 pm ((he's such a great character, and such a bad person)) Chaoit 8:21 pm ...... _Whirl 8:21 pm *very slight wince* Kelpy 8:21 pm Huh. _Whirl 8:21 pm *he has decided he doesn't like this Zsaz guy* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:21 pm ((the angriest please)) opatoes 8:21 pm Man, these cops are the worst MedicalMurdersaurus 8:21 pm You Bird best at goodies _Whirl 8:21 pm Just shoot him. NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm @W: //...Ah, sorry. Didn't know you was comin' or I'da asked Ravage for warnin'.// _Whirl 8:22 pm He likes to monologue, just shoot him in the fraggin' face while he's grandstanding. NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm {{Bird best at eeeeverything.}} SCProwl 8:22 pm ...they all left. Chillsins 8:22 pm *The Worm reaches the couch, and lifts her upper half up, up like a hooded cobra before scrabbling with her limbs to heave her self up. You couch dwellers better make room for HER MAJESTY.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:22 pm YAH verdigrisprowl 8:22 pm He brought backup Why do ONLY the bad guys know how to bring backup? Chaoit 8:22 pm Yep He's both NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm [[Only the criminals care about doing their job, mostly.]] _Whirl 8:22 pm @R: It's fine, it's fine. Nothing serious, mech. *he gets an affectionate nudge for the trouble, though* Clich.A 8:22 pm ooh..ouch Kelpy 8:22 pm Anyone else hear wheezing dogs? Chaoit 8:22 pm Brave and crazy SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:22 pm You'd think, if humans are supposed to be a social species, they'd know to attack in swarms. verdigrisprowl 8:22 pm Hff. True. NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm =Dog? WHERE.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm Then again, social is a broad term. Chillsins 8:23 pm *Chill grunts. He's been abandoned, left to sit by himself by his own spawn.* Kelpy 8:23 pm I dunno every time they fired I heard a wheezing ydog yap. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:23 pm Racer: O-o *at the sounds from screen, then goes back to sniffing about for likely treat givers* verdigrisprowl 8:23 pm *oh no, don't shoot the cop cars* _Whirl 8:23 pm *snickers and reaches over to help Blue clamber up onto a section of the couch. Fishes around and moves an extra pillow over there for her, and give sher the greeting beep again* NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm ((LMAO PROWL)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:23 pm *rolls forward into a handspring* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm ((prowl is perfect)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:23 pm *is up!* verdigrisprowl 8:23 pm ((I WANT HIS SHOES)) NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm *Bird claps for Swoop* SCProwl 8:23 pm *the police cars are the only good cops left in this city* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:24 pm (this can end badly for the cars I think) NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm //Because you're gonna fraggin' shoot him, baldy.// Chillsins 8:24 pm *Blue grunts and BEEPS to the couch at large.* NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm //Whatcha think he's gonna do, stand there 'n dance?// Kelpy 8:24 pm Did no one warn her OmicronTheIceQueen 8:24 pm ...... Chillsins 8:24 pm *This is her spot now.* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:24 pm aparently not _Whirl 8:24 pm Little did he know, Jim had weaponized the macarena. verdigrisprowl 8:24 pm ... Was that the cop in the MCU? OmicronTheIceQueen 8:24 pm run the fragger over radioactivibee 8:24 pm Primus....... Kelpy 8:24 pm .... _Whirl 8:24 pm HELL yeah. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:24 pm Well, well, well. Clich.A 8:24 pm Get out of my dreams, he says get into m ycar, he says Kelpy 8:24 pm I still hate her,. verdigrisprowl 8:24 pm Oh, no, there she is. Clich.A 8:25 pm Makes as much sense as anything! Chaoit 8:25 pm Primus OmicronTheIceQueen 8:25 pm Question. I thought car doors didn't stop human bullets SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:25 pm ...That's not something you're supposed to do without scales, human. NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm [[They were the Gordon human's enemies for a while, Clich. They discovered that they had no reason to hate him, and that he was working for good.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:25 pm *wanders over to the couch in time to catch the tally marks* Clich.A 8:25 pm There are....so many better ways to keep tally of things... MedicalMurdersaurus 8:25 pm What Him count for? NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm \\HE'S COUNTIN' MURDERS. LIKE NOTCHIN' A WEAPON.\\ _Whirl 8:26 pm ................ @R: They don't. Catch him and make good on their threats though, right? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:26 pm What arm for? Him bad at count? Kehehhheh SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:26 pm Oh, I thought it would be for snacks. NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm @W: //Nah. Nah, that don't happen.// _Whirl 8:26 pm And, pfft, I mean, if you don't plan on taking more people out than you've got room for on your body, then you're a rank amateur. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:26 pm (pfft) _Whirl 8:26 pm *another gentle nudge of acknowledgement; ok, good* Chillsins 8:27 pm Only matters if you count that sort of thing. NoodlesAtNight 8:27 pm //He oughta do 'em smaller, like that Killmonger fleshie.// _Whirl 8:27 pm Killmonger? opatoes 8:27 pm Oh man, that's awkward Clich.A 8:27 pm Oh wow.....this guy is what I might call??? Unfortunate. opatoes 8:27 pm she will MedicalMurdersaurus 8:27 pm Who is Killmonger? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:27 pm Or with a better blade. That one looks... Gross. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:28 pm That cool name : > SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:28 pm ((sjfkhalsfklasha)) Kelpy 8:28 pm Oh my god. opatoes 8:28 pm PFF NoodlesAtNight 8:28 pm //Some fleshie tried takin' over this Black Panther hero guy's throne. Did dots all on him for every kill.// SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:28 pm Goddess above. verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm *huffs* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:28 pm She's going to put a knife in his neck. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:28 pm Throne is King thing verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm *that's the most disrespectful apology for disrespect Prowl's ever seen.* Chaoit 8:28 pm . . .well that's not good Chillsins 8:29 pm *Blue pats the couch cushions and wiggles until she's comfy.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:29 pm Ah, she's going to unspool his digestive tract while keeping him alive? opatoes 8:29 pm This all seems a little.... Chillsins 8:29 pm Still a weird name. opatoes 8:29 pm Fishy NoodlesAtNight 8:29 pm [[Is that particularly painful, dragon?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:29 pm Or she's going to cover him in tar and slowly roast him alive? Yes. verdigrisprowl 8:29 pm Why did he reveal himself, anyway? What benefit has it given him? Clich.A 8:29 pm Nun?? TAKEN? _Whirl 8:29 pm Huh. Well... I guess if you're gonna name yourself Killmonger, might as well. *glances over to Blue, then gestures in the general direction of snacks, making an interrogative beep at her* NoodlesAtNight 8:29 pm //None of what?// radioactivibee 8:29 pm Nuns? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:29 pm ((pff, my great aunt would've beaten the shit out of that man)) opatoes 8:29 pm Nun of that Clich.A 8:29 pm AN OFFENCE! Nuns taken OmicronTheIceQueen 8:30 pm *eyes specs, then eyes Racer under a couch* just eat em Kelpy 8:30 pm Oh. NoodlesAtNight 8:30 pm ((LOL clich)) Kelpy 8:30 pm Um _Whirl 8:30 pm They should get out of the road. That's a bad............... habit. verdigrisprowl 8:30 pm ((WHIRL)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:30 pm KAHAHAHAHAHHA NoodlesAtNight 8:30 pm ((haaaaaahahaha)) Clich.A 8:30 pm Hehe _Whirl 8:30 pm (( o3c )) opatoes 8:30 pm Wow, rude. _Whirl 8:30 pm They sure do love kneecapping people. Clich.A 8:30 pm I have to admire the guy who wanted to just tell them it was serious. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:31 pm Honk SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:31 pm I dislike torture. The, er. *scratches her chin* Monasteries? Keep a list of the tortures utilized by the Eaten. I had to memorize them for an essay. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:31 pm *climbs up to sit on the back of the couch* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:31 pm Racer: *pats at Swerve again* opatoes 8:31 pm Uh oh OmicronTheIceQueen 8:31 pm hmm verdigrisprowl 8:31 pm ... He's TRYING to start a war. radioactivibee 8:31 pm So what does Penguin do in this? Chaoit 8:31 pm ((it kicked me)) Kelpy 8:31 pm [leans to pet Racer] Here for snacks? _Whirl 8:31 pm I was about to say, he's playing this guy like a fiddle. NoodlesAtNight 8:31 pm [[Manipulate his bosses, mostly.]] opatoes 8:31 pm He causes messes, basically! Chillsins 8:31 pm *Blue stares at Whirl blankly, before slowly following his gesture and BEEPING.* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:32 pm Racer: =D!!! SCProwl 8:32 pm Maybe? NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm ((wb blaster mun)) Kelpy 8:32 pm Here you go. Snack. SCProwl 8:32 pm Her personal feelings defined almost every one of her actions. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:32 pm ((holy fuck alfred)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:32 pm *looks around at everyone* W O W Chillsins 8:32 pm WOW yourself, Swoop. Clich.A 8:32 pm Oh it's a baby bat. Chaoit 8:32 pm Alfred SCProwl 8:33 pm ((MY SON _Whirl 8:33 pm *hmm, he'll take that as a yes* I'm heading to the bar. You two want anything? *looks to Rumble and Frenzy* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:33 pm There lots lots of bot here SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm Does he have to start every meeting with the boy like that? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:33 pm Like 100 opatoes 8:33 pm b Chaoit 8:33 pm Scary man opatoes 8:33 pm but you are a child Clich.A 8:33 pm Put him in a blanket burritooo (whispers) itty bitty bat burrito SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm ... *deep breath* He needs a better docent. NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm //Somethin' spicy.// \\GIMME ONE OF THEM REAL BRIGHT PINK BOTTLES. 'S UNDER THE SINK.\\ //Oh, yeah! Grab two.// MedicalMurdersaurus 8:33 pm 1000 people OmicronTheIceQueen 8:33 pm Racer: *noming away at snack* radioactivibee 8:34 pm Alfred! _Whirl 8:34 pm *salutes, and hops up to gather the drinks, a snack for Blue, and...* Heeey bartender, what do I need to do to get a double gaugebuster? Chillsins 8:34 pm *Chill looks to see what the foster spawn is up to; she's not running but is stomping around, bowlegged like a monkey in the documentaries they watched. So be it.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:34 pm Aw. Clich.A 8:34 pm Amazingly saying "it will be fine" when you've recently been shot, does not help as much as it may seem like. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:34 pm 1000000 NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm *Ravage narrows his optics.* =...Small dance.= OmicronTheIceQueen 8:34 pm Racer: *eyes other younglings??* NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm *He just wants to know if Whirl will do it.* _Whirl 8:35 pm Now Ravage, you know I can't DANCE. Chaoit 8:35 pm Oh dear. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm Oooh, did she scratch his face when she slapped him? OmicronTheIceQueen 8:35 pm likely NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm =Eh, you're right. Then nothing. Here. I make it.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm Humans should use claws more often. NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm *He ducks below the counter.* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:35 pm humans have bad claws _Whirl 8:35 pm *salutes Ravage, and goes about gathering the other things--asking, of course, before he scoops up the drinks for the twins* opatoes 8:35 pm Uh oh SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:36 pm Do they? Chillsins 8:36 pm I got a problem. NoodlesAtNight 8:36 pm =Very bad. Flat. Blunt. Thin.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:36 pm Ah, that is terrible. radioactivibee 8:36 pm ......... MedicalMurdersaurus 8:37 pm Fire can kill lots of people : > NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm ((i just want to say that i am presently drinking out of a Gotham cup because Appropriate)) opatoes 8:37 pm /Smokescreen's going to subtly squeeze Bee's servo./ Kelpy 8:37 pm Oh Clich.A 8:37 pm OH that is the problem with hired muscle... radioactivibee 8:37 pm [leans on Smokey] Clich.A 8:37 pm someone can pay them more...is a thing. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:37 pm *welp. that's. welp.* opatoes 8:37 pm /Squeezesqueeze/ NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm *He does like Penguin's style. Though he won't say so.* Kelpy 8:37 pm .... Well then OmicronTheIceQueen 8:37 pm *scents around* .........the frag Chillsins 8:38 pm *Rebel stops marching to watch the show.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:38 pm *blinks at the screen* Clich.A 8:38 pm The head pat and kiss....a bit..much? Can't tell. radioactivibee 8:38 pm primus.......... MedicalMurdersaurus 8:38 pm Weird Chillsins 8:38 pm Rebel: He's DEAD! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:38 pm *that was very clever, and the Penguin is a cunning little bird, but he's horrifying* _Whirl 8:38 pm So... obviously this penguin is on the rise to power. Clich.A 8:38 pm Quick someone pat my head and kiss me. NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm *Soundwave leans on Prowl. He is once again tempted to find a way to test his wits against his brilliant cop amica.* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:38 pm Racer *eyeing to see if its safe to hop up on swerve's lap* Chaoit 8:38 pm ...he's a bit...off his rocker? verdigrisprowl 8:39 pm I think it was a bit much at the point when he stabbed the other guy in the guts, but. Kelpy 8:39 pm [blinks back. will he be crushed?] NoodlesAtNight 8:39 pm *Laserbeak pats Clich and gives him a light peck before going back to Swoop. It's close enough.* Clich.A 8:39 pm Aww...you didn't offline me either, that was great, thank yuuu. _Whirl 8:39 pm Hmm. I mean, the obvious thing to do would be to pit his enemies against each other. But--*points to the screen* He SEEMS to be telling lies to... patch em up? Which is pretty clever. Clich.A 8:40 pm (( DEXTER< that's where I remember Marcone from!)) OmicronTheIceQueen 8:40 pm Racer: *is about the size of a earth pony* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:40 pm ........... *now that Clich points it out, he's kind of disappointed Bird didn't murder him* *no reason, just wants to see a murder* _Whirl 8:40 pm Because folks can usually tell when you're trying to get em to fight. NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm *There are plenty of those on screen. No reason to spill blood here too.* Kelpy 8:40 pm [well, he coul fit half of Racer then] Clich.A 8:40 pm (Yeah like 3 at least??)) _Whirl 8:40 pm No, there's nothing more dangerous than a PATIENT man. NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm [[Indeed.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:40 pm That seems to hold true over all species. verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm *leans back against Soundwave. What's all this? Thinking about that table?* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:41 pm Me Swoop not PATIENT kehehh Still dangerous! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm ((she's pretty)) Clich.A 8:41 pm I thought it was there is nothing more dangerous than an kind man who has been pushed past the brink. NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm ((she is)) Chillsins 8:41 pm *Curls his lip.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm Kind people are often patient, too. That's the trouble. NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm *Oh, the table's somewhere in that thought pile, yes.* Kelpy 8:41 pm Well. That's a plan. NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm [[What is a RICO?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm Kindness requires thought, patience, and stubbornness. _Whirl 8:42 pm Well, some kind people are patient, but not all patient people are kind. verdigrisprowl 8:42 pm Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations Act. NoodlesAtNight 8:42 pm [[He remembers it being mentioned by law enforcement in another Bat property.]] Clich.A 8:42 pm Thank you Prowl, I was wracking my processor and it was coming up blank. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:42 pm Racer: *lifts up to swerve's seat, he's waiting to see if the okay is given. MANORS while Icy's watching him* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:42 pm *HAH* NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[Ah. So something designed /specifically/ for groups like Falcone's.]] Kelpy 8:43 pm [Amused pat] I think you can get half in here buddy. NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[Rather than the standard laws applicable to individuals.]] verdigrisprowl 8:43 pm Exactly. It's for clamping down on criminal organizations. Chillsins 8:43 pm *Blue peeks up over the couch and peeps. She wants FOOD!* NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[Hm. Useful.]] _Whirl 8:43 pm *once he has all his drinks he will... hmm. He's got more bottles than claws. The bottles are going in his cockpit. He's gonna carry his drink in one hand and the treats in the other* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:43 pm *pets Bird* NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm *Bird warbles and chatters to herself about all the attention.* opatoes 8:44 pm ((I was away for a few minutes what'd I miss MedicalMurdersaurus 8:44 pm keehee <3 NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm ((where were you last smokey)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:44 pm He's got the mate. Of course he does. opatoes 8:44 pm ((uhhhh they were mourning the guy penguin killed MedicalMurdersaurus 8:44 pm *has no shortage of attention* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:44 pm ((whoops OOCd when I meant to IC)) opatoes 8:44 pm He's bluffing isn't he verdigrisprowl 8:44 pm Mm. Take them in anyway. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:45 pm *it might be scattered to the wind but he gets good coverage* Clich.A 8:45 pm I could, but I don't have her! opatoes 8:45 pm Definitely bluffing NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm ((not much then)) Kelpy 8:45 pm Why would she be dumb enough to come back OmicronTheIceQueen 8:45 pm Racer: *hops, and then jumps up to sit half beside the mech, and tries the snuggle in close* verdigrisprowl 8:45 pm She took the risk, it was her own stupid fault. opatoes 8:45 pm Wait Harvey's still helping SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:45 pm He's a mob boss. Why wouldn't he bluff? NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm ((they traded a property and harvey agreed to help jim on this since he's dead anyway)) Kelpy 8:45 pm [now has one child half on his la] Hello then. Chaoit 8:45 pm .... opatoes 8:45 pm oh dang he wasn't lying- FUNKYTOWN SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:45 pm ...Did she really? Did she REALLY? Chillsins 8:45 pm Wow. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:45 pm What is wrong with bondmates? NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm ((i want you all to know that this cellphone ringtone becomes a great brick joke)) Kelpy 8:46 pm *Did* she come back or did he track her down. SCProwl 8:46 pm Take him in. NoodlesAtNight 8:46 pm ((but i'm not gonna spoil it)) OmicronTheIceQueen 8:46 pm ((gaaaah the construction things are parking)) Chaoit 8:46 pm That's not good.... _Whirl 8:46 pm *Blue gets her treats first* Here ya go, squirt. Bon appetit. *once he's satisfied that she has a handle on the treats he's gonna sit and pop his cockpit glass and dig out the twins' drinks* Kelpy 8:46 pm God she's dumb. Clich.A 8:46 pm Honestly I am ashamed of the writers for having her actually written as coming back. Chaoit 8:46 pm No backbone, that one SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:47 pm Gotham's most famous invertebrate. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:47 pm ANARCHY :V Chaoit 8:47 pm Yup Chillsins 8:47 pm *Blue PEEPS gratefully and shoves a treat in her mouth to smack her lips noisily.* NoodlesAtNight 8:47 pm *The twins snatch up their bottles and happily pop them open. Sideswipe's stuff is supposed to be really, really good.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:47 pm Cool : > _Whirl 8:47 pm There is GOING to be a catch. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:47 pm By rights she should rip his throat out with her teeth. Or Gordon should. verdigrisprowl 8:47 pm Punch out Zsazsa and arrest the people you came here to arrest. _Whirl 8:48 pm *SNORTS* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:48 pm Eat him. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:48 pm this will not end well yes MedicalMurdersaurus 8:48 pm Me Swoop like anarchy. Her Carly said. Her say so. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:48 pm eat them all >C _Whirl 8:48 pm Z--Zsazsa. NoodlesAtNight 8:48 pm \\ANARCHY'S FUN.\\ Chaoit 8:48 pm Oh. Oh, that's...no verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm Dump her. Kelpy 8:48 pm What mad her think that was helpful???? verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm *whispers* That's the opposite of dumping her. Chillsins 8:48 pm So this entire episode was a waste of time. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:48 pm *looks at the twins, and griiiins, Pirate arches her wings a little* _Whirl 8:48 pm *pauses for a moment, drumming up his best Zsa Zsa Gabor impression* I cut my murders into my plating, daaahling. SCProwl 8:48 pm Ugh SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:49 pm Historically, and I should probably clarify that this applies only to organics, bondmates are stupid. NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm [[She does not understand criminal organizations. She thought pleading would change their mind, as it would your average person. She is not the first to try that and he doubts she will be the last.]] Clich.A 8:49 pm (snorts at Whirl's impression) OmicronTheIceQueen 8:49 pm that's correct... Chillsins 8:49 pm *Points* Chickens. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:49 pm Penguins, too. NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm *Soundwave huffs at Whirl's comment.* Chillsins 8:49 pm *Points* Penguin. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:49 pm *chicken noises* SCProwl 8:49 pm Aha NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm *Steeples his fingers and leans forward.* verdigrisprowl 8:50 pm No, but she DID refuse to listen to him when every other time she's refused to listen to him it's made things worse for him. Kelpy 8:50 pm ooooh _Whirl 8:50 pm I mean... dumping her would probably help protect her, too. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:50 pm *watches with great interest* Chaoit 8:51 pm ..... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:51 pm ... NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm *Oh, he DOES like Penguin.* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:51 pm hmm Chaoit 8:51 pm Well then SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:51 pm *clever little bird, he is* verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm You would think that by now she'd have learned that she DOESN'T UNDERSTAND his work and maybe she should LISTEN to what he says. radioactivibee 8:51 pm Wow. Agooddistraction858 8:51 pm what _Whirl 8:51 pm I mean, not a bad pitch from him but why would you trust someone like that? Chaoit 8:51 pm Clever man Clich.A 8:51 pm That was a very intellectual request. Agooddistraction858 8:52 pm What did I miss? Chillsins 8:52 pm I don't think Boss Guy has much to lose or risk on that deal. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:52 pm *sees Wheeljack come in* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:52 pm He can't possibly trust Penguin with his back, but why not trust Penguin with other peoples' backs? OmicronTheIceQueen 8:52 pm a lot MedicalMurdersaurus 8:52 pm W O W BILLION bot in Dancitron :V Chillsins 8:52 pm A BILLION? MedicalMurdersaurus 8:52 pm A BILLOIN Kelpy 8:52 pm Oh boy. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:52 pm ...What's with that face, Cobblepot? NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm [[Greetings, Wheeljack.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:53 pm soooooooooo many Chillsins 8:53 pm Wow, that's a lot. I think. Chaoit 8:53 pm I'm...he's...just, wow NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm [[You missed the revelation of Penguin's true intentions.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:53 pm Yah Lots radioactivibee 8:53 pm I'm glad I don't live there. _Whirl 8:53 pm I'd only take that offer if I can ensure he wouldn't get his snitching little hands on something useful to MY enemies. Cos he'd do it in a sparkbeat. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:53 pm Racer: *lifts head and peers around* Agooddistraction858 8:53 pm Great verdigrisprowl 8:53 pm His actions make a lot more sense now. Chaoit 8:53 pm That's many types of amazing SCProwl 8:53 pm This is going to get so much worse before Gotham has any chance at getting better. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:53 pm Us shooould fight to the death : > Then more goodie for BIrd NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm [[They do indeed. As does why Falcone seemed so smug about Fish.]] radioactivibee 8:53 pm Almost feels like Iacon then. verdigrisprowl 8:53 pm Ah. White collar crime. Chaoit 8:53 pm Yep Clich.A 8:54 pm I wentto get pudding, who is fighting? Chillsins 8:54 pm Rebel: *Stomps around the room again, but spots Blue chomping away at treats. Her mouth forms a little O of surprise.* NoodlesAtNight 8:54 pm [[Overtime hours are serious matters.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 8:54 pm what the frag is going on here? _Whirl 8:54 pm *snickers* verdigrisprowl 8:54 pm Heh. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:54 pm Wha- IT'S THE RIDDLING HUMAN! Chaoit 8:54 pm Gotta love things like this. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:54 pm Wasn't it? What will he tell us today? IT WAS HIM! *the dragon chirps delightedly* My favorite human. NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm @W: //Oh, uh. You're gonna wanna maybe look away once the glasses human gets pokin' in his mouth.// Agooddistraction858 8:55 pm Uhhh _Whirl 8:55 pm *very slight nod; he's going to glance to the sidr to watch Blue chomp away and take a swig of his drink* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:55 pm ... radioactivibee 8:55 pm Oh that's gross. Agooddistraction858 8:55 pm ?? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:55 pm *soft chirp* He's delightful. radioactivibee 8:55 pm Humans can be really gross. Ew. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:56 pm What print? Chaoit 8:56 pm WELL Clich.A 8:56 pm (He was not eating pudding at a good time) NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm [[He did not know human bites were capable of that.]] radioactivibee 8:56 pm ... MedicalMurdersaurus 8:56 pm ((swoop's way of asking)) OmicronTheIceQueen 8:56 pm *before she forgets, shifted and un-subspaces something for Specs* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:57 pm !!! *a gift! what a wonderful day!* Chillsins 8:57 pm *Rebel runs and LEAPS onto the couch, screaming and scrambling up Blue's long body to make grabby hands and earn an indignant screech from her older adopted sister.* Rebel: GIMME! _Whirl 8:57 pm Hey! Knock it off! radioactivibee 8:57 pm wow MedicalMurdersaurus 8:57 pm KAHAH NoodlesAtNight 8:57 pm ((WHOOP i forgot about that one)) Clich.A 8:58 pm Ooh did I feel that coming in my spark. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:58 pm her STAB SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:58 pm He probably should have expected that. opatoes 8:58 pm Oh man rude ... I guess Penguin'll be okay but NoodlesAtNight 8:58 pm ((distracted by cat)) _Whirl 8:58 pm ((whirl is sufficiently distracted by a small angry truck o7)) Chillsins 8:58 pm *Chill's head swivels around as far as his armour allows to see what sort of child fight has broken out this time.* opatoes 8:58 pm /Practically squeezing Bee's servo off/ _Whirl 8:58 pm Go get your own snacks, they're at the bar. radioactivibee 8:58 pm [Doesn't even notice the squeezing.....] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:58 pm What a don? Chillsins 8:58 pm *Naturally, this fight revolves around food.* verdigrisprowl 8:58 pm He really should have expected that. Agooddistraction858 8:59 pm Is it like a dom? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:59 pm He's lucky he didn't get the teeth. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:59 pm doN nnnnnnnnnnnnn radioactivibee 8:59 pm Awe Bruce.... NoodlesAtNight 8:59 pm [[He really should have. She wanted to have him killed, after all.]] Kelpy 8:59 pm Has he never been to scool?? NoodlesAtNight 8:59 pm [[It is not a dom. A don is a leader of a criminal organization.]] Chillsins 8:59 pm Rebel: Too short! *She makes more grabby fingers until Blue takes pity on her and lets her have one. ONE.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:59 pm Don means leader? Chaoit 8:59 pm Trying to wiggle his way out OmicronTheIceQueen 9:00 pm *opens jaws, its nearly the only way she can and lets a red and orange thing drop beside specs* Chaoit 9:00 pm Poor kid radioactivibee 9:00 pm Swerve, I'm pretty sure he goes to private school. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:00 pm Bah. Socialization is only as helpful as it isn't dreaded. NoodlesAtNight 9:00 pm //I dunno. Don't rich types always like teachin' mechs themselves? Don't let 'em mingle with us dirty low caste bots 'n stuff. Can't have 'em sympathizin' with us.// opatoes 9:00 pm Private school? Kelpy 9:00 pm He's acting like this is a new school though opatoes 9:00 pm Is that really a thing on Earth? Agooddistraction858 9:00 pm *gazing at the bar* _Whirl 9:00 pm *peers at her, but doesn't seem impressed by her reasoning. Blue seems to be all right with it, so he lets it drop* NoodlesAtNight 9:00 pm *Ravage eyes Wheeljack.* =Fewer snacks today, hm?= verdigrisprowl 9:00 pm Among humans, rich families put their children together in the same school. radioactivibee 9:00 pm Yeah. Raf was looking into it for high school since he could get the scholarships. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:00 pm Forcing a hatchling into the playground with the others only results in pain. *GIFT! GIFT! GIFT!* Icy? Is this for me? Agooddistraction858 9:01 pm You got it, meow mix. opatoes 9:01 pm ... Harvey's a surprisingly loyal friend _Whirl 9:01 pm And, Rumble's got the right of it. verdigrisprowl 9:01 pm To isolate them from the rest of society. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:01 pm Racer: *falls off swerve and onto the floor* Kelpy 9:01 pm Are they plagued? NoodlesAtNight 9:01 pm *Ravage growls quietly but puts up with it. No murders in public.* opatoes 9:01 pm Wait, really? Good job, Raf! What's the main difference between that and public school? Kelpy 9:01 pm Is that why they isolate them? NoodlesAtNight 9:01 pm //They ARE the plague.// *Grunt* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:01 pm ((ugghhh)) Chaoit 9:01 pm And I have to go back home, see you all later! radioactivibee 9:02 pm I think education and the types of kids who go there. NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm [[Goodnight, Blaster.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 9:02 pm its a gift little fluffy Chillsins 9:02 pm *Rebel SHOVES the treat into her mouth and makes gross chewing noises and leans against Blue like she's her own couch. Blue allows this.* Chaoit 9:02 pm ((gotta go, thanks for the stream! _Whirl 9:02 pm ((omfg CAROL???)) ((IT'S THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT)) NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm ((YEP)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:02 pm Well, that's where he gets it from. Kelpy 9:02 pm Oh radioactivibee 9:02 pm Ah. Chillsins 9:03 pm *Squints.* opatoes 9:03 pm ... is he gonna offline his mom Agooddistraction858 9:03 pm hjklds Chillsins 9:03 pm Um, wow. _Whirl 9:03 pm Is that how you sedate your patients, Frenzy? Kelpy 9:03 pm //dgbg did she just admit she outed someone to nazis or did i misunderstand tat ghnh NoodlesAtNight 9:03 pm *Rumble nudges Frenzy.* //He doctors like you, heh.// \\AH, GET FRAGGED, BOTH OF YOU.\\ _Whirl 9:03 pm *outright laughs* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:03 pm ((communists)) Chillsins 9:03 pm That brings back memories. Kelpy 9:03 pm //fgbhb NoodlesAtNight 9:03 pm ((communists, i think? but then idk because himmelfarb sounds like a german name)) radioactivibee 9:03 pm [Now it's his turn to squeeze Smokey's servo] Kelpy 9:04 pm //that's still bad omg she's Evil SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:04 pm ((she's hungarian, according to TVTropes)) NoodlesAtNight 9:04 pm ((yeah she's awful)) OmicronTheIceQueen 9:04 pm Racer: *scooting around sniff* _Whirl 9:04 pm ((blue-color? huh)) ((or, well. sky-color)) SCProwl 9:04 pm (( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/State_Protection_Authority State Protection Authority - Wikipedia State Protection Authority - Wikipedia OmicronTheIceQueen 9:04 pm O_o SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:04 pm ((er, is anyone getting video)) verdigrisprowl 9:04 pm ((still fine here)) OmicronTheIceQueen 9:05 pm (its skipping here) Chillsins 9:05 pm (( I still am. )) opatoes 9:05 pm ((Yeah? 😧 Kelpy 9:05 pm //fine here NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm ((could be your connection, refresh?)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:05 pm ((it came back, but I'll refresh if it does it again)) SCProwl 9:05 pm ((sorry about the giant image, i hate the link preview thing radioactivibee 9:05 pm (( i'm fine OmicronTheIceQueen 9:05 pm I have a feeling this gorden human will be doing this a lot NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm [[Primus.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:06 pm *noses the gift, and picks it up. what is it?* Thank you, Icy! Chillsins 9:06 pm Maybe she should, I don't know, leave and stay away this time? She's a liability. opatoes 9:06 pm ... I looked away and I thought she said "That monster's ass" and NoodlesAtNight 9:06 pm [[If she is this frightened, it might be a wise idea. For her health, if nothing else.]] radioactivibee 9:06 pm Smokey. Is that what you call Overlord's aft? opatoes 9:07 pm Wait what no _Whirl 9:07 pm Honestly, yeah he... he should have driven her off. I mean, if someone can stand by you AND take the heat, that's one thing, but if they can't... better for them to hate you and be ALIVE, right? OmicronTheIceQueen 9:07 pm Its one of the rarer crystals we mine Kelpy 9:07 pm Uh Chillsins 9:07 pm *His ears perk up at THAT name, but it only lasts for a second.* verdigrisprowl 9:07 pm "How can you promise me that"? He did a PRETTY GOOD job keeping you out of trouble until you deliberately ignored all his advice and did the exact opposite of what he told you you needed to do to stay safe. NoodlesAtNight 9:07 pm \\...KINDA FANCY FOR A FACEMASK. ALL THEM FANGS 'N SCRAP.\\ opatoes 9:07 pm Also- wait, Wheeljack, hey! Agooddistraction858 9:08 pm Hey, kid SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:08 pm Thank you so much! It looks beautiful! *nuzzles the Icy* You're wonderful. ((god ed is so cuuuuute)) verdigrisprowl 9:08 pm ... He DOES do the medical examinations. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:08 pm https://stauer-cdn-bi1tspyakbh4frq6pd1dkakl9n7hjflhje.netdna-ssl.com/images/stauer/products/22180_800.jpg ((sorry if this is big)) Agooddistraction858 9:08 pm I didn't catch any of what just happened, SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:08 pm ((like not in the aesthetics way, his personality is just adorable)) opatoes 9:08 pm Neither have I, Wheels. But I'm liking it! NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm [[No, Prowl, he does not.]] *Huffs* verdigrisprowl 9:09 pm *laughs* Never mind. _Whirl 9:09 pm *snickers* Clich.A 9:09 pm Discover you butt! Kelpy 9:09 pm [snorts] Chillsins 9:09 pm Wow. verdigrisprowl 9:09 pm *but Prowl sympathizes* NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm [[He is right to call the human sloppy, though, after that coin miss.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:09 pm He wants to do his job right, and everyone else's too. *chirps* ((WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT)) Clich.A 9:09 pm Wow, whata way to start that. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:09 pm ((WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT)) radioactivibee 9:09 pm .......... Agooddistraction858 9:09 pm What a little scraphead OmicronTheIceQueen 9:09 pm *rubs head lightly against the fluffy dragon* NoodlesAtNight 9:10 pm ((and idk ed's appearance is adorable in an unusual way)) OmicronTheIceQueen 9:10 pm [guess who's turning into bullies] NoodlesAtNight 9:10 pm *Rumble looks over at Frenzy again.* //I ain't even gotta say it.// SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:10 pm *cleans the icy snout affectionately* It's a beautiful gift! NoodlesAtNight 9:10 pm \\SHUT UP.\\ \\IT'S IMPORTANT QUESTIONS.\\ _Whirl 9:10 pm *tilts head, looking between them interestedly* What? You decided to become a nun or something? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:11 pm ((it is, but I don't find him as aesthetically pleasing as I do personality-wise. which is fine, because aesthetics are secondary to me. I would probably date ed, IRL. which is probably going to end badly considering that he becomes the FUCKING RIDDLER)) NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm //Nah, the kid askin' bout the li'l fleshie's creators.// NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm ((ouo)) verdigrisprowl 9:11 pm ((and considering that when he walks by uninterested girls he smells their hair)) SCProwl 9:11 pm ((*laughs* _Whirl 9:11 pm *snickers* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:11 pm ((wait he what)) Kelpy 9:11 pm //dfgbfgb SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:11 pm ((I didn't see that one)) ((I missed three eps)) NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm ((last week yeah. he's got a crush on the file clerk and smelled her hair as she walked by)) Agooddistraction858 9:11 pm [i knew i got crispin hellion glover vibes from him] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:12 pm ((ed that's creepy)) Chillsins 9:12 pm *Rebel whines until Blue forks over another treat. It's okay, Blue can eat them faster.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:12 pm ((and menacing)) verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm ((he also rearranged her files while she was out of the room because he thought his method was better)) opatoes 9:12 pm ((ed no SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:12 pm ((okay, that's annoying, but also endearing)) verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm ((after she said she wasn't interested and didn't want him to)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:12 pm ((that's just annoying)) verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm ((so, yknow, no respect for boundaries or no's)) _Whirl 9:13 pm *just laughs* Chillsins 9:13 pm *Snorts.* Warrior baloney. Kelpy 9:13 pm OKay there Gordon. verdigrisprowl 9:13 pm ((but i mean outside of that he's endearing)) Clich.A 9:13 pm Oh wow. Forshadowing? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:13 pm ((take ed to social skills class and then date him)) verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm ((eyyyy)) Clich.A 9:14 pm ....Wow for a moment he looked at gorden like he was a snack. _Whirl 9:14 pm ...Does Sionis want to frag him or...? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:14 pm That's not suspicious at all. NoodlesAtNight 9:14 pm [[Wrong kind of hunger.]] Clich.A 9:14 pm (Looks at Whirl) SImpatico.. SCProwl 9:14 pm *huffs at Harvey's comment* _Whirl 9:14 pm *points a claw at Clich* Simpatico. radioactivibee 9:14 pm .......... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:14 pm ((to be fair, I've been in SS for ten years and counting and I still have issues with boundaries, but I do what I can)) Chillsins 9:14 pm Rebel: *Points* Blood. verdigrisprowl 9:15 pm ((ed can be a work in progress)) Clich.A 9:15 pm OH no..a nerd. radioactivibee 9:15 pm [snickers] opatoes 9:15 pm ... i didn't realize he had a bloody nose for a second and I thought that was just really tacky facial hair NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm {{Two thumb up, Bullock fleshie.}} Clich.A 9:15 pm HA. radioactivibee 9:15 pm A rockin' twink. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:15 pm At least he has two. Chillsins 9:15 pm Um wow. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:15 pm ((what the fuck, kid)) verdigrisprowl 9:15 pm *glances at Soundwave and murmurs* Which reminds me—I need to get back to you about that mask discussion we had before. opatoes 9:15 pm primus rude NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm //Punch this li'l scrap.// Clich.A 9:15 pm OOOOH Chillsins 9:15 pm Good. radioactivibee 9:15 pm Oh this brings back memories. Agooddistraction858 9:16 pm oh scrap _Whirl 9:16 pm Push him down the stairs! opatoes 9:16 pm ... /Petting Bee's back./ Chillsins 9:16 pm He's Batman, he doesn't MURDER people. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:16 pm This is why you do not force hatchlings to socialize when they hate it. Clich.A 9:16 pm Baby bat you are not yet a judo master it is not the time... _Whirl 9:16 pm He'll PROBABLY be all right. NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm *Soundwave glances over.* [[Oh? He'd thought you changed your mind. ... But so noted.]] radioactivibee 9:16 pm He scares the living daylights out of them and then flies into the moon. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:16 pm Did he just beat a man with food? verdigrisprowl 9:16 pm No—just got distracted. Chillsins 9:16 pm *Turns just enough to give Whirl a skeptical eye, and maybe check on his spawn.* opatoes 9:16 pm he ehsy OmicronTheIceQueen 9:17 pm that's impressive opatoes 9:17 pm what just left his thumb in verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm And I've recently been re-encouraged. opatoes 9:17 pm primus NoodlesAtNight 9:17 pm *Tilts his head. How?* =Biting. Valid fight tactic.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:17 pm ((Ed! Ed! Ed!)) verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm *tilts his head back at him.* opatoes 9:18 pm ... What Clich.A 9:18 pm INDEX CARDS??? NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm [[...Why? Or how. Both. A curiosity, not a complaint.]] opatoes 9:18 pm primus offices are scary SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:18 pm ((he's so cute when he's showing off)) radioactivibee 9:18 pm Wow. NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm *Laserbeak shudders. Cards down the throat. How can anyone eat with a neck cut up like that?* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:18 pm *blinks at Bird* ? Agooddistraction858 9:18 pm *scratching at audial* I have no idea what's happenin Chillsins 9:18 pm Never forget Balloon Man. radioactivibee 9:19 pm Balloon Man? NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm //Balloon Man was AMAZIN'.// NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm \\WHAT YOU CONFUSED ON, JACK?\\ verdigrisprowl 9:19 pm Mm. During the protoform crisis. Kelpy 9:19 pm Give Bruce some time to grow up. Chillsins 9:19 pm *Hand over spark.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:19 pm Fly too high, and freeze to death. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:19 pm (*making dream catches did omie miss something*) opatoes 9:19 pm OH YEAH Balloon man tied corrupt politicians to balloons killing them Agooddistraction858 9:19 pm Everything _Whirl 9:19 pm *squints* Balloon man...? radioactivibee 9:19 pm Oh Alfred. The best butler. Clich.A 9:19 pm Yeahhhh. Someone put baby bat bruce in a blanket burrito. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:20 pm Racer: *stalking a pede* NoodlesAtNight 9:20 pm [[Is there someone he should be irritated with?]] opatoes 9:20 pm Can't they text NoodlesAtNight 9:20 pm *Who did what during the protoform crisis?* Chillsins 9:20 pm Yeah, every once in a while we get a vigilante episode. Balloon Man was the most...Inventive. radioactivibee 9:20 pm Or teach him some hand to hand. opatoes 9:20 pm Oh man, I hope Alfred teaches him to fight radioactivibee 9:20 pm Huh. verdigrisprowl 9:21 pm No. *But Soundwave gets an elbow nudge for asking.* NoodlesAtNight 9:21 pm *Nods and - nudges back? Was that a good nudge?* Chillsins 9:21 pm *Taps his chin, thinking.* verdigrisprowl 9:21 pm *it was the most affectionate elbow nudge.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:21 pm It's an important skill for hatchlings to know. Even when there isn't trouble. It's hard to have trouble when there's large teeth in one's thro- OH. Clich.A 9:22 pm I hope it's been refitted... opatoes 9:22 pm Imagine it just falling off over and over NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm //So, Wheeljack. That li'l fleshie, the Bruce kid - his parents got popped by some masked guy. Cops 'n some mob types framed some fragger for it, 'n Gordon found out. Wants to fix the city. He 'n Penguin sorta made friends, Penguin's playin' his new boss for a dip, 'n the kid's investigatin' stuff.// SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:23 pm ...This is not training. This is throwing a boy into a meat grinder. NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm //'S about whatcha missed.// radioactivibee 9:23 pm O.o opatoes 9:23 pm primus Clich.A 9:23 pm Oh. verdigrisprowl 9:23 pm ((did alfred bring his kid to another kid's house in order to beat him up)) OmicronTheIceQueen 9:23 pm well then opatoes 9:23 pm ((yes SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:23 pm Oh. _Whirl 9:23 pm Nice! Kelpy 9:23 pm //yes NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm [[That is the most inventive use of a watch he has ever seen.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:23 pm Nevermind. radioactivibee 9:23 pm OH Clich.A 9:23 pm Dang. radioactivibee 9:23 pm ALFRED SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:23 pm Good docent. Clich.A 9:23 pm Stone....cold. _Whirl 9:23 pm I mean, he's got MY approval. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:23 pm HAH Agooddistraction858 9:23 pm Thanks Chillsins 9:24 pm Interesting. opatoes 9:24 pm I love Alfred Chillsins 9:24 pm He's already becoming a vigilante. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:24 pm ((just listen to ed!)) ((he knows things!)) radioactivibee 9:25 pm ... NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm [[...Interesting choice of arena. He does have to give the Sionis fleshling that credit.]] opatoes 9:25 pm rip gordon SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:25 pm *watches Prowl's reaction* NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm [[Quite a break from tire fires and scrap spires.]] radioactivibee 9:25 pm Harvey please opatoes 9:25 pm man poor harvey OmicronTheIceQueen 9:25 pm go human XD SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:25 pm They're all cowards. They've shown their colors once. They'll do it again. verdigrisprowl 9:25 pm *neutral face* _Whirl 9:26 pm *regarding the screen with an intensely deadpan expression* opatoes 9:26 pm poor gordon though this has gotta suck as a work environment SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:26 pm Gotham's own unique class of invertebrates. ... Huh. radioactivibee 9:26 pm I don't like this city. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:26 pm I would still like to use a fireball on that place Kelpy 9:26 pm Does his board actually take this as entertainment opatoes 9:26 pm Neither do I, Bee. Neither do I NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm [[You aren't meant to like the city. It is an awful place to live. That is why they must try to clean it up.]] Chillsins 9:26 pm It's like a gladiatorial arena. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:26 pm Blood fights are fun to people who don't fight in them. verdigrisprowl 9:26 pm *... leans forward at the display in the police office, though.* radioactivibee 9:26 pm Maybe they all like the Hunger Games. Chillsins 9:26 pm But with more printers. NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm //Yeah, 'course they do. Ain't no different'n Senators comin' to watch the Pit fights.// Kelpy 9:27 pm Yeesh radioactivibee 9:27 pm That's true. I don't understand the appeal. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:27 pm Neither do I. SCProwl 9:27 pm Though no one got a million shanix signing bonus and a job in finances for winning. Chillsins 9:27 pm I'd rather do my own fighting than watch someone else do it. Kelpy 9:28 pm Don't turn your back! Agooddistraction858 9:28 pm I love fighting _Whirl 9:28 pm *rolls his optic* Clich.A 9:28 pm Good punch Agooddistraction858 9:28 pm I love getting my aft dragged verdigrisprowl 9:28 pm ... Huh. radioactivibee 9:28 pm ... NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm [[There were bonuses, on occasion, but only if you were a volunteer. Those who were property did not. And they certainly were not a million shanix. Or a high-caste job.]] Kelpy 9:29 pm Yeah, I imagine. _Whirl 9:29 pm Never spent any time in the arenas, myself. NoodlesAtNight 9:29 pm *Soundwave glances at Prowl.* [[Why the]] [][][]Huh[][][]? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:29 pm It feels inappropriate to put fighting on display, at least to me. I don't think that's a typical attitude amongst my kind? _Whirl 9:29 pm All my fighting was out on the streets. opatoes 9:29 pm uh oh SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:29 pm If I have to kill someone, I'd prefer to do it discreetly. opatoes 9:29 pm she really shouldn't have gone back radioactivibee 9:30 pm nope _Whirl 9:30 pm She's playing the long game. verdigrisprowl 9:30 pm He's already changing the department, merely by being there, and being moderately decent. opatoes 9:30 pm She really is! Agooddistraction858 9:30 pm Yeah, but not all fights are for killing _Whirl 9:30 pm *tilts his head thoughtfully. He likes Fish* Agooddistraction858 9:30 pm A good fight's like a good frag opatoes 9:30 pm ... Is it? NoodlesAtNight 9:30 pm *Nods. So he is.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:31 pm I have hollow bones, Wheelijack. A "good fight" puts me down for a month. NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm //Pit yeah it is.// *Pause.* //I mean, I figure it's gotta be. A good fight's a GREAT time.// _Whirl 9:31 pm Honestly, I love a good, long, complex, and agonizingly painful revenge scheme. I mean, who doesn't? radioactivibee 9:31 pm What would be a good fight? _Whirl 9:31 pm I'll drink to that. *toasts Rumble, Wheeljack* NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm //Any fight with me. Heh.// NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm *Rumble toasts WJ and Whirl.* radioactivibee 9:31 pm A...Rumble rumble? NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm *Rumble snorts his drink and chokes for a second* _Whirl 9:32 pm Watch out. You might crumble. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:32 pm *licks specs' back* radioactivibee 9:32 pm A Rumble tumble? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:32 pm *licks Icy's snout. clean predacon!* Chillsins 9:32 pm *Blue PEEPS.* SCProwl 9:32 pm Ha. Clich.A 9:32 pm Interpersonal skills are important. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:32 pm RAcer: *MEEPS back at blue* verdigrisprowl 9:33 pm Maybe you shouldn't say that, at that volume, in the middle of the police department. NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm [[For Primus' sake, don't insult the human who just helped you.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:33 pm Is that her docent? radioactivibee 9:33 pm O h. NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm [[He does not know.]] _Whirl 9:34 pm I see. Well. It was a good story. Clich.A 9:34 pm Oooh..ouch. Ghosted. SCProwl 9:34 pm He would have to get himself too at this point. Chillsins 9:34 pm *Blue PEEPS again, and eats the last treat.* radioactivibee 9:34 pm Oh primus SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:34 pm *sigh* Why are these bondmates so dysfunctional. _Whirl 9:34 pm Ugh. Of course she did. Weak. Chillsins 9:34 pm *This causes Rebel to cross her arms and pout.* verdigrisprowl 9:34 pm Maybe she'll stay away this time. NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm =The Cat human!= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:34 pm Cat! My second-favorite human! opatoes 9:34 pm Cat!! NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm *Ravage leaps off the bar and comes to park himself near the front of the crowd.* SCProwl 9:35 pm One can only hope. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:35 pm No, he didn't miss her, but he should have. Because she's wonderful. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:35 pm that cat girl needs to learn better outs opatoes 9:35 pm the smaller you are the angrier you can get Kelpy 9:35 pm He *looks* angry all the time SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:35 pm You can only scratch out so many peoples' eyes. Agooddistraction858 9:35 pm yeah! do it! radioactivibee 9:35 pm 😮 opatoes 9:35 pm so bruce is the angriest living being alive SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:35 pm Before your hands get tired. Chillsins 9:35 pm *Doesn't look convinced of that, Smokescreen.*' Agooddistraction858 9:35 pm Anyone wanna fight? Right now, let's fight Let's brawl NoodlesAtNight 9:36 pm ((this will be the last one for the night)) radioactivibee 9:36 pm (( sounds good! )) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:36 pm ... *the dragon climbs up onto Icy's back. save her from wheelijack and his demands to fight* radioactivibee 9:36 pm Um...depends, what're the rules? Clich.A 9:36 pm What like with fist? Or like, 'Glossa battling for dominance' fight? NoodlesAtNight 9:36 pm //He assumes anyone would be angry to have lost their loved ones and get no closure.// _Whirl 9:36 pm After movie night? Maybe. But I've already wrecked the bar enough times this year. Agooddistraction858 9:36 pm No, just a fight! NoodlesAtNight 9:36 pm [[NO FIGHTING INSIDE.]] Agooddistraction858 9:36 pm Whirl shh verdigrisprowl 9:36 pm Good riddance. Agooddistraction858 9:36 pm Just come with me after Kelpy 9:37 pm Does away mean out of town radioactivibee 9:37 pm ...I'd like to see that fight. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:37 pm Good for her! Hopefully it will help. Agooddistraction858 9:37 pm You say no fighting inside like you haven't gotten torn over that bar before Chillsins 9:37 pm *Blue smacks her gross mouth and BEEPS, showing Whirl her sticky hands. She ate ALL the treats and you should be proud.* _Whirl 9:37 pm I literally did. Two weeks ago. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:37 pm ((sorry, the sound wasn't synced)) radioactivibee 9:37 pm [snickers] NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm ((np, web)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:37 pm ...He's putting that girl with the angry little boy? NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm ((....er, wb)) SCProwl 9:37 pm ((batcat! NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm ((AARON BURR MY BOY)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:38 pm She's going to eat him alive. SCProwl 9:38 pm ((AARON BURR SIR NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm //Heh. Sounds like yer kinda human, Wheeljack.// _Whirl 9:38 pm *finally realizes he's being beeped at, and turns his attention to Blue* Well, look at you. *does the beep for "praise!"* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:38 pm (brb, racer's under a couch ) radioactivibee 9:38 pm (( WAIT IT'S LESLIE ODOM JR????? Kelpy 9:38 pm Um SCProwl 9:38 pm ((YES NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm //Bomb expert.// radioactivibee 9:38 pm (( aaAAAAAHHHHHHH Agooddistraction858 9:38 pm Me Chillsins 9:39 pm *Blue shows off her gross mouth, as well.* _Whirl 9:39 pm *she takes after her father, then* NoodlesAtNight 9:39 pm [[...Is this a valid protective tactic?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:39 pm That's the correct answer, docent, but it's a very personal thing for the boy. Chillsins 9:39 pm *Yeah kinda.* NoodlesAtNight 9:40 pm [[A DA. A - district attorney. Yes?]] *He's pretty sure he remembers learning that before.* verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm Seems like the options are limited. And yes, district attorney. NoodlesAtNight 9:41 pm [[So an /important/ lawyer.]] [[Hm.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:41 pm ((hey fun fact- dehydrated urine is full of ammonia, a base. piss, vinegar, and match shavings actually WOULD work)) verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm An important lawyer. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:41 pm ((just not as a particularly strong bomb)) Agooddistraction858 9:41 pm [pee bomb!] NoodlesAtNight 9:41 pm //...Heh. He got a cruuuuush.// NoodlesAtNight 9:41 pm ((i did not know that!!)) Chillsins 9:42 pm *Blue snuggles into the couch; she's been FED.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:42 pm ((neither did I, at first- I asked my dad because that sounded so fake, but! it was real!)) verdigrisprowl 9:42 pm ((*sudden flashback to starscream making shit explosives*)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:42 pm ((sflashflaka)) ((HEY IT'S HARVEY DENT)) Kelpy 9:42 pm Huh SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm ((bye, two-face)) Kelpy 9:43 pm Can he just... drop charges like that SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm If he has the power. verdigrisprowl 9:44 pm A district attorney can choose what cases he takes, yes. _Whirl 9:44 pm *watches Blue for another moment longer, amused, before concentrating on chugging down some of that Gaugebuster* Anyway. If you wanna throw down after movie night, Wheeljack, I'm in. Anyone else want some? NoodlesAtNight 9:45 pm *Frenzy folds his arms and scowls.* \\CAN'T. I GOT SHIFT DUTY AFTER CLEANUP.\\ verdigrisprowl 9:45 pm Well, that's a great way to get her life endangered. ... Ah. Kelpy 9:45 pm Are you sure though SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:45 pm Gambling is dangerous for a reason, Gordon. Never bet your skin to the Eaten. verdigrisprowl 9:46 pm Of course, it's all going to go wrong, because we wouldn't be watching this if it went right. But it's a sound plan. NoodlesAtNight 9:46 pm [[Pessimist.]] *Huff.* *Not that he disagrees.* Agooddistraction858 9:46 pm Snack time Chillsins 9:46 pm *Rebel huffs and rolls off the couch with a thud. She ALMOST lands on her feet, but the length of her legs changes every day and she rolls onto her butt instead.* Chillsins 9:48 pm Nice. Kelpy 9:48 pm [snickers] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:48 pm She's going to eat that boy alive. _Whirl 9:48 pm *points at Frenzy* Raincheck. SCProwl 9:48 pm ((*cackles* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:48 pm *churrs a laugh* NoodlesAtNight 9:48 pm *Soundwave bobs his head, amused. Alfred knows his pain.* \\WEATHER'S FINE.\\ _Whirl 9:49 pm *SNORTS* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:49 pm Put things back where you found them, bird. NoodlesAtNight 9:49 pm [[Sloppy spy work. He didn't put the objects back.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:49 pm Er, Penguin-Bird. Her Bird is perfect, naturally. verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm Very sloppy. Kelpy 9:50 pm Uhh verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm And now he's getting distracted. radioactivibee 9:50 pm why is he smelling stuff? NoodlesAtNight 9:50 pm [[...What is a lie-lack?]] verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm ... And stealing clothes. Agooddistraction858 9:50 pm *eating the sweetest grossest candy* _Whirl 9:50 pm Scent's useful, especially if you need to track someone. verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm I don't know. They must smell. SCProwl 9:50 pm Learning how to fight within the confounds of rules and safety is an excellent way to begin. He doesn't need to learn how to street fight immediately. opatoes 9:50 pm If you got a nose, you gotta use it 24/7 _Whirl 9:50 pm Dunno how good or bad humans are at that sort of thing. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:50 pm (*leans back in, blinks*) NoodlesAtNight 9:50 pm =Worse than cats.= Chillsins 9:51 pm *Rebel picks herself and stomp stomp stomps back across the room to crawl into Chill's lap.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:51 pm Worse than dragons, as far as I know. _Whirl 9:51 pm Well. I mean. Honestly, that's a pretty high bar, so... verdigrisprowl 9:51 pm Another vigilante. NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm [[Interesting form of pacifism.]] *He doesn't disapprove.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:51 pm Twelve buildings with only two casualties is actually rather impressive, considering that humans pack themselves in like canned food. Kelpy 9:52 pm [squints] What diod he just add verdigrisprowl 9:52 pm I think a pin from his prison uniform. NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm [[No, it was attached to the table.]] Kelpy 9:53 pm Was that a way to ask for help or an extra bit of shrapnel verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm A calling card? Does he want to be stopped? SCProwl 9:53 pm It was something off the desk. _Whirl 9:53 pm Probably. radioactivibee 9:53 pm You should care.... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:53 pm If he's sick and wants help, he must. verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm I think he's asking for help. He doesn't want to hurt people, he only destroys buildings, not people. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:53 pm ((WHAT'S THAT MYSTERIOUS TICKING NOISE)) _Whirl 9:53 pm If he doesn't want to kill, then obviously he wants to be rescued, right? radioactivibee 9:53 pm Never accept a random basket without checking it, primus..... verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm Now he's been captured by people who are using his skills to hurt people. radioactivibee 9:53 pm (( I FOUND THE SOURCE OF THE TICKING, IT'S A PIPE BOMB _Whirl 9:54 pm *points at Prowl* Simpatico. verdigrisprowl 9:54 pm ((YAAAAAAY)) _Whirl 9:54 pm I'm Simpaticoing the whole room tonight. Who's next? Kelpy 9:54 pm So then he's trying to leave a clue NoodlesAtNight 9:54 pm //Sounds painful.// Kelpy 9:54 pm [raises a hand for Whirl] verdigrisprowl 9:54 pm What's simpaticoing? NoodlesAtNight 9:54 pm [[Yes. Clever human, this one.]] *Sits upright.* [[There is EVERYTHING to learn.]] _Whirl 9:54 pm Sometimes it is, Rumble. *gravely* Sometimes it is. NoodlesAtNight 9:54 pm [[Always, for everyone.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:55 pm No one is finished with learning. verdigrisprowl 9:55 pm *pats Soundwave's arm in agreement.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:55 pm Not even the Goddess knows everything. radioactivibee 9:55 pm Oh Alfred. NoodlesAtNight 9:55 pm [[Agreed. ...And he misstepped.]] _Whirl 9:55 pm All right, Swerve. We'll see. And just having the exact same thought at the exact same time, Prowl. ...or, generally the same thing. verdigrisprowl 9:55 pm Oh. Got it. NoodlesAtNight 9:55 pm *Settles back and glances at Prowl. Nods. Thank you.* Chillsins 9:55 pm *There's quiet grumbling in the Chill and Rebel corner, until the former is FORCED to get up and hold the squirt at a height where she can pick her own treats.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:56 pm *certainly in life the goddess was terrible at bureaucracy- her mate handled that* NoodlesAtNight 9:56 pm [[For Primus' sake, Alfred human. Give her time to adjust. She is not a perfectly trained rich bitlet.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:56 pm Look up, Alfred. She's listening. _Whirl 9:56 pm Honestly. Kelpy 9:56 pm Same opatoes 9:57 pm Frag, I keep zoning out- how's everyone doing, anyway? penguin why Kelpy 9:57 pm Uh NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm [[....Ahhh.]] Kelpy 9:57 pm Oh! Chillsins 9:57 pm *Snorts.* Kelpy 9:57 pm I see SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:57 pm Penguin, why. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:57 pm Racer: *inches over to sit under soundwave's couch* verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm ((why do they keep smelling people.)) NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm ((well, how else do you tell if it's her perfume, i guess)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:57 pm ((I know, right)) OmicronTheIceQueen 9:57 pm what....humans don't scent. and that's rude SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:57 pm ((please stop the snorfle)) NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm *Soundwave stretches a feeler down to toy with Racer.* Kelpy 9:57 pm He's figuring it out _Whirl 9:58 pm See? Useful. Wanna see if two people are colluding through their cologne? You can do it. Wanna track down an armory because you can detect trace amounts of weapons-grade nucleon across an enemy lunar facility? All possible, through the power of smell. NoodlesAtNight 9:58 pm =You.= *Flicks at paw toward Whirl.* =I like you.= verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm ((ed plz)) OmicronTheIceQueen 9:58 pm Racer: *little paws swipe at the feeling happily, to play and not to hurt* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:58 pm ((ED! Ed you are perfect)) Kelpy 9:58 pm Ed... radioactivibee 9:58 pm Ed...oh Ed....... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:58 pm ((cute! such a cute science)) opatoes 9:58 pm what kinda video games though ... He's like weird me _Whirl 9:59 pm *a toast to Ravage. He's almost finished this gaugebuster* You know what's up, mech. radioactivibee 9:59 pm Oh Primus he is. He likes puzzles too. NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm *The tendrils twitch and flicker, wiggling at Racer like prey worms, occasionally booping him on the nose.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:59 pm Puzzles are fun. And his are delightful. verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm *he's like Prowl, but with about 40% less social skills. ... Which is saying something.* NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm *And a sense of smell.* verdigrisprowl 10:00 pm *And a sense of smell.* Chillsins 10:00 pm *Chill, armed with treats in one hand and a Rebel in the other, wanders over to the New Couch.* I come in peace. Kelpy 10:00 pm My smell's not that advanced but I can tell you chemical make up of metal with my hands. opatoes 10:00 pm Puzzles are pretty fun, I guess- but I'm not all that into them. Then again, I'm bad at them. verdigrisprowl 10:00 pm *analyzing shrapnel and butting in on the autopsies.* NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm [[Hmm. This human - Hargrove? What will the law do with him if it can keep him? He is forced into this, and he was cooperating. Can he be - forgiven, somehow?]] _Whirl 10:01 pm *gravely* These territories are open to you, traveler. *pauses, noting Rebel, and looks to Blue* Oh, wait--this one--*looks to Rebel to address her directly* You're with this big lug too, huh? NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm *Ravage looks over at Swerve.* =Eh? Your hands?= Kelpy 10:01 pm Yeah! NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm *He's gonna pad over and come sniff those hands.* Kelpy 10:01 pm They got receptors in the fingers. [wigglewiggle fingers] verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm Strictly speaking, unless his life was in immediate jeopardy, charges can still be filed against him as though he'd done it willingly. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:02 pm Strictly speaking is horrible. Kelpy 10:02 pm He mentioned something about his brother under threat? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:02 pm Families stick together. That's what they do. verdigrisprowl 10:02 pm In reality, in such circumstances, charges are often lessened or dismissed. Especially since he's cooperated. _Whirl 10:02 pm That's the vast majority of "justice systems" for you, dragon. Kelpy 10:02 pm Ya NoodlesAtNight 10:02 pm =...You have finger tongues?= Kelpy 10:02 pm Something like that [snorts] Chillsins 10:02 pm *Chill offers the treats to the Elder Spawn, as appeasement, and she takes them greedily.* opatoes 10:02 pm ... she's not lying is she radioactivibee 10:02 pm .......that's a weird...ok then. _Whirl 10:03 pm *can't help but snicker* Chillsins 10:03 pm Rebel:...What's a... *she puts a treat in her mouth* a lug? NoodlesAtNight 10:03 pm [[Hmm. He had best be forgiven these incidents. Have him serve the remainder of the time from before, if necessary - but no new time.]] *Though personally he would not mind letting the human go. Destroying weaponry factories, and all. An attempt to bring peace.* _Whirl 10:03 pm This guy. *points at Windchill* And I... *looks to Blue and points to himself. What's his name, Big Worm?* NoodlesAtNight 10:04 pm [[This is the third time he has angered the Mayor. It cannot go well from here.]] verdigrisprowl 10:04 pm ... Hm. Reduced charges. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:04 pm *chuffs* The Mayor either shows his fangs, or he doesn't. Although he looks awfully toothless to me. NoodlesAtNight 10:05 pm [[He is in league with the Falcone fleshling. His teeth are borrowed, and dangerous.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:05 pm Fair enough. NoodlesAtNight 10:05 pm *Startles slightly at Dent's outburst.* radioactivibee 10:05 pm O.o Kelpy 10:05 pm Er SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:05 pm *FLUFFS UP* Kelpy 10:05 pm Wow Agooddistraction858 10:05 pm ZZWhat radioactivibee 10:05 pm oh verdigrisprowl 10:05 pm He DID help kill people. More people than were threatened. But heavily reduced charges. Chillsins 10:05 pm Blue: WUB! Agooddistraction858 10:05 pm that woke me up _Whirl 10:05 pm Hell yeah I'm Wub! NoodlesAtNight 10:05 pm [[...........There is more to that lawyer than shows on the surface.]] verdigrisprowl 10:05 pm ... Well. I can see where his second face comes in. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:06 pm ((her boa matches! her boa matches!)) OmicronTheIceQueen 10:06 pm *Icy streaches out of her loaf for a bit* opatoes 10:06 pm ... Wheels, Wheelie, Wheeljackie Agooddistraction858 10:06 pm Yeah? SUp Chillsins 10:06 pm Rebel: *She just looks...confused.* She doesn't talk words. NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm *...Supposes heavily reduced is acceptable enough, as long as the original sentence itself was a fair time.* SCProwl 10:06 pm ((Fish <3 Chillsins 10:06 pm Rebel: Why are you a lug and a wub? _Whirl 10:06 pm She talks beeps, though. I taught her that. Chillsins 10:06 pm *Chill holds back a snicker.* NoodlesAtNight 10:07 pm //...Weird thing to wish a helper, breakin' legs.// opatoes 10:07 pm How've you been doing, Wheels? _Whirl 10:07 pm Could be the leg of someone you don't like. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:07 pm *the dragon looks exceedingly disturbed* Won't he drow- ah. He will not drown. NoodlesAtNight 10:07 pm *Rumble scratches his chin* //Huh. Yeah, I could see that.// OmicronTheIceQueen 10:07 pm why is he bubbling? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:07 pm Air. The air is coming out of his lungs. OmicronTheIceQueen 10:07 pm and why in the cloths in the water? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:08 pm *the dragon shudders* I don't understand either. That would drag him down. *says the one with heavy fur.* OmicronTheIceQueen 10:08 pm the bubbles where coming from his back and head?! _Whirl 10:08 pm She's right. NoodlesAtNight 10:08 pm [[Hmm. He could learn a great deal from her, if she stays to teach him.]] Chillsins 10:08 pm It means without ruth. Kelpy 10:08 pm Is she gonna influence Batman NoodlesAtNight 10:08 pm [[He /should/ learn from her.]] [[She survives without a grown human present.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:09 pm ((ed is so so cute)) Chillsins 10:09 pm *Rebel huffs and snacks on a treat before leaping out of her hand-chair and onto the back of the couch to perch like a gargoyle.* _Whirl 10:09 pm Anyway, I'm Whirl, squirt. *watches this set of acrobatics, nods to her once, and returns his attention to the screen* NoodlesAtNight 10:10 pm \\I WANNA KNOW WHAT HE USED.\\ Chillsins 10:10 pm Rebel: 'Kay. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:10 pm They should appreciate the riddling human more. He's fun. opatoes 10:10 pm I know, right? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:10 pm If nothing else, you could bother him for hours and learn new things the whole time. _Whirl 10:10 pm *snickers* Chillsins 10:10 pm *Chill snorts...but figures the night is almost over and chooses to remain, looming around the couch.* OmicronTheIceQueen 10:10 pm Racer: *tries to nom on a soundwave tendrill* NoodlesAtNight 10:10 pm [[A good point. There are worse humans to encounter, he thinks.]] verdigrisprowl 10:10 pm And he's smarter than the rest of them combined. NoodlesAtNight 10:11 pm *Ah, ah, ah, don't bite that. Delicate. He needs them for work. Racer may nibble a feeler claw instead; they're much sturdier.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:11 pm And he wants to do a good job, which is more than can be said for the other cops. NoodlesAtNight 10:11 pm *And Soundwave won't worry so much about wiggling it and shaking Racer around a wee bit.* [[......RUN]] radioactivibee 10:11 pm why SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:12 pm *pff* _Whirl 10:12 pm *LAUGHS* verdigrisprowl 10:12 pm *LAUGHS* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:12 pm Well, that was a choice of music. verdigrisprowl 10:12 pm The Final Countdown. _Whirl 10:12 pm Gotta love that choice of ringtone. *points at the dragon* Simpatico. Kelpy 10:12 pm [cackles nto hands] _Whirl 10:12 pm Sorry, Swerve, you were ousted. Chillsins 10:12 pm Rude. radioactivibee 10:12 pm ... why Kelpy 10:12 pm Aw OmicronTheIceQueen 10:12 pm pffft Kelpy 10:12 pm Food fight radioactivibee 10:12 pm children SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:12 pm Simpatico? *the dragon churrs delightedly* Simpatico! SCProwl 10:13 pm ((baby batcat, look at these adorable dorks _Whirl 10:13 pm I mean. As far as flirting goes hurling things at each other isn't such a bad move. radioactivibee 10:13 pm Oh poor Alfred. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:13 pm Eat your food, hatchlings, don't play with it. OmicronTheIceQueen 10:13 pm Racer: *wraps forelegs around the feeler!* Kelpy 10:13 pm Gonna break so much stuff NoodlesAtNight 10:13 pm {{That look fun.}} {{Them eat food later?}} Chillsins 10:13 pm Wasting food is a sin. OmicronTheIceQueen 10:13 pm but a fun one SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:13 pm They had better eat that food later. Kelpy 10:13 pm He changed his mind Chillsins 10:13 pm *Glares pointedly down at his spawn, who both remain oblivious.* _Whirl 10:14 pm Laserbeak, I promise you if I ever get into a Romantic Food Fight ™️ I'll call you. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:14 pm Goodness gracious, Penguin. Soundwave, did you ever do that to people? *he probably did, and probably still does* Kelpy 10:15 pm I'd be scared too with your mood swing verdigrisprowl 10:15 pm ... He was scared because you screamed at him. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:16 pm Absolutely. That scared me, and I wasn't in trouble. verdigrisprowl 10:16 pm I'm simpaticoing Swerve. *did he do that right.* radioactivibee 10:16 pm Why are there two Harveys though? Kelpy 10:16 pm Nice. We're simpatico now. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:16 pm ...Ah. Those are the mayor's teeth. verdigrisprowl 10:16 pm *he did that right. he learned a new slang today.* Chillsins 10:16 pm Sparkly. NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm {{...What Bird want with Whirl romantic fight?}} _Whirl 10:16 pm You did it, Prowl. You can have the food when we're done. NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm ((i looked away, did soundwave ever do what to people)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:17 pm ((sit in their room quietly until they entered)) ((lurking)) ((watching)) verdigrisprowl 10:17 pm Thanks, but you can keep it. radioactivibee 10:17 pm oh no Kelpy 10:17 pm I don't think this Asylum is going to be good opatoes 10:17 pm ... this is gonna be another corrupt thing isn't it OmicronTheIceQueen 10:17 pm well that's just so wise verdigrisprowl 10:17 pm *ooooh. winces.* Chillsins 10:17 pm Of course. NoodlesAtNight 10:18 pm [[...........Isn't that the building that was supposed to be torn down.]] verdigrisprowl 10:18 pm @S «This is going to go bad, isn't it.» Chillsins 10:18 pm Why though. _Whirl 10:18 pm Lord. Just... no, buddy. Don't. NoodlesAtNight 10:18 pm [[Yes, dragon, he's done that.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 10:18 pm I think it was? .............no verdigrisprowl 10:18 pm You could do better than her, Gym. OmicronTheIceQueen 10:18 pm ......primus Kelpy 10:18 pm .... radioactivibee 10:18 pm oh Agooddistraction858 10:18 pm what Chillsins 10:18 pm *Rolls eyes.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:18 pm *churrs* Is it as fun to do as it looks? Kelpy 10:18 pm Wasn't that the MCU lady opatoes 10:18 pm ... can't we watch more, Sounds? NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm @P: [[It is not going to go much better.]] radioactivibee 10:19 pm Is everyone just universe hopping now? opatoes 10:19 pm Come onnnn Kelpy 10:19 pm MCA? Whatever it was opatoes 10:19 pm Yes also bee bee bee wanna come home with me NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm [[It was her, yes. Her old lover.]] Kelpy 10:19 pm Man. She sure hopped lovers fast. NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm [[And we will see more next week.]] opatoes 10:19 pm but I won't be heeeere next week 😔 can you fill me in later, Sounds? NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm [[He will.]] _Whirl 10:19 pm We'll get together and re-enact them for you. NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm ((time marker: 10:40)) opatoes 10:20 pm Aww- Thank you Sounds. Love you! _Whirl 10:20 pm Gotham: the stage play. radioactivibee 10:20 pm Because that won't end in disaster. Kelpy 10:20 pm Who plays Jim? NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm [[...You needn't say that last part ever again.]] _Whirl 10:20 pm It absolutely will, and that's the beauty of it. NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm [[But you're welcome.]] opatoes 10:20 pm ... You? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:20 pm *stretches* Goodnight, everyone! Thank you for letting me come, Soundwave. *there goes the dragon, back to her universe* NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm [[Goodnight, dragon.]] _Whirl 10:20 pm Seeya, dragon! OmicronTheIceQueen 10:20 pm *sneeks a lick in* Chillsins 10:20 pm 'Night, dragon. Kelpy 10:21 pm Night derg. Chillsins 10:21 pm *Blue peeps. That's what you get.* radioactivibee 10:21 pm Alright, goodnight everyone. It's been a mentally scarring experience, but fun. NoodlesAtNight 10:21 pm [[Come back some time, Bumblebee.]] opatoes 10:21 pm Aww- I'll see you later, right, Bee? NoodlesAtNight 10:21 pm [[It has been a long time.]] opatoes 10:21 pm I love you, Bee! _Whirl 10:21 pm *chugs the last of his drink and streeetches* radioactivibee 10:21 pm I'll try to. Chillsins 10:21 pm *Blue COMPLAINS.* Kelpy 10:21 pm Bye Bee. radioactivibee 10:22 pm Love you †øo, Smokey. opatoes 10:22 pm Aww- thank you, Bee. I should head out, too! NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm *Frenzy and Rumble mutually sigh and get up to start cleaning. Maybe they'll get to join a fight next time.* verdigrisprowl 10:22 pm ... Rough estimate, how many facial expressions does Gym have? opatoes 10:22 pm Hey Rumble, Friendzy, you need any help cleaning? NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm [[Clenched Jaw, Bad Fake Smile, Tired, Bored.]] Chillsins 10:22 pm Could let Blue loose on the floor, she'll eat anything. Kelpy 10:23 pm Have we seen more than five? verdigrisprowl 10:23 pm I can do every one of those. OmicronTheIceQueen 10:23 pm Hurt cop? _Whirl 10:23 pm *pauses. Watches Rumble and Frenzy for a moment. Looks around the place, at the damage still there. Hm. Hmm... well. Well, he knows what he's got to do* Kelpy 10:23 pm Can you do grimace in pain, we saw that too. _Whirl 10:23 pm @Wheeljack: Raincheck on the fight. verdigrisprowl 10:23 pm Does "clenched jaw" cover "grimace in pain"? Kelpy 10:23 pm I think it could if you're a Stocic Dude. _Whirl 10:23 pm Okay, Prowl, but can you fight armed only with office supplies? NoodlesAtNight 10:23 pm [[Please do not eat the trash this week, or convince anyone else to do it.]] opatoes 10:23 pm Can I eat the trash? NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm \\NO EATIN' TRASH.\\ OmicronTheIceQueen 10:24 pm *peers at prowl at that question* Chillsins 10:24 pm Blue can handle it, I promise. But sure. verdigrisprowl 10:24 pm I've /metaphorically/ fought armed only with office supplies. opatoes 10:24 pm ... Can I take it home, then? NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm //'N nah, you don't gotta stay 'n help. We're jus' gonna - uh. I mean... sssssssure?// Chillsins 10:24 pm *Blue PEEPS loudly to confirm. She can eat anything that's not, like, lava.* NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm [[....How do you METAPHORICALLY fight with office supplies.]] verdigrisprowl 10:24 pm Political battles. opatoes 10:25 pm Wait, do you want my help or nah? Either way, I can at least... I don't know, finish off all the drinks? _Whirl 10:25 pm *hops up, and trots on over to the twins* Hey. Change of plans. Might as well help fix some of the mess I made, right? verdigrisprowl 10:25 pm Battles of wits and paperwork. NoodlesAtNight 10:25 pm [[Those are metaphorical fights with old grease and the mud you pick out of tires.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 10:25 pm but that's not fighting with physical office suplies Kelpy 10:25 pm Makes sense to me. NoodlesAtNight 10:25 pm [[And slingshots.]] verdigrisprowl 10:25 pm You choose your weapons, I choose mine. _Whirl 10:25 pm Honestly, Prowl, we're making this to entertain. And i can think of fewer things in this moment more entertaining than watching you go ballistic on someone with a stapler. NoodlesAtNight 10:25 pm [[He is only going by what he heard from Ratbat.]] *Holds his hands up. It's not like he remembers his senate days very well, y'know.* verdigrisprowl 10:26 pm *stares at Whirl* NoodlesAtNight 10:26 pm //Ruler'd be funnier.// verdigrisprowl 10:26 pm *keeps staring* Kelpy 10:26 pm If we're going for entertaining, I nominate Whirl for Harvey. _Whirl 10:26 pm *stares back* verdigrisprowl 10:26 pm ... That actually does sound pretty funny. _Whirl 10:26 pm I know, right? NoodlesAtNight 10:26 pm //Which Harvey?// OmicronTheIceQueen 10:26 pm Can someone record that if it happens? _Whirl 10:26 pm ...*squints* I don't think I could pull off "district attorney." NoodlesAtNight 10:26 pm [[Of course.]] Kelpy 10:26 pm Bullock verdigrisprowl 10:26 pm ((is this it.)) ((is this how the buddy cop romcom gets made)) Kelpy 10:27 pm //yes _Whirl 10:27 pm ((omfg)) Kelpy 10:27 pm No, not Dent. Jim's partner Harvey _Whirl 10:27 pm ((this is it. At Long Last)) Chillsins 10:27 pm (( Your time Has Come )) _Whirl 10:27 pm Ohh. Oh, the drunk asshole? Yeah, I can definitely do THAT. NoodlesAtNight 10:27 pm *Rumble looks up and lifts his visor long enough to squint at Whirl.* //Dunno.// //Can't see ya with a beard.// verdigrisprowl 10:27 pm *SNORTS* NoodlesAtNight 10:27 pm *Goes back to picking up floor treats and sticking them in a trash cube.* Kelpy 10:27 pm We can give Whirl a fake beard _Whirl 10:27 pm *snickers* Chillsins 10:28 pm Ehehehe. verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm Do we have to dress like humans? That's a whole lot of fabric. _Whirl 10:28 pm If you get me a fake beard we've got to get Prowl a wig, too. verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm I'm not wearing a wig. Chillsins 10:28 pm *Is reminded of the spider-web Santa beard. Glorious.* NoodlesAtNight 10:28 pm [[He could cover the fabric.]] verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm Soundwave, I was trying to get out of having to wear clothes. _Whirl 10:28 pm My prop flask is going to be full of REAL liquor though. For maximum authenticity. Kelpy 10:28 pm Whirl would need a hat. Like Harvey's. NoodlesAtNight 10:28 pm [[There are, what... sixty mech-sized blankets upstairs?]] [[...Oh. He apologizes.]] verdigrisprowl 10:29 pm Wh— _Whirl 10:29 pm I'll absolutely wear a hat. verdigrisprowl 10:29 pm ... Why do you have sixty blankets. Where did you get all that fabric. NoodlesAtNight 10:29 pm [[...Because they are warm?]] _Whirl 10:29 pm Damn, Soundwave. Doing good for yourself. NoodlesAtNight 10:29 pm [[And in different colors.]] Chillsins 10:29 pm All right, ladies. verdigrisprowl 10:29 pm *... how rich is soundwave* NoodlesAtNight 10:29 pm *Looks at Whirl all uncomprehending-like.* verdigrisprowl 10:30 pm Do you have a washing machine? Kelpy 10:30 pm Man, I only have 3 blankets. NoodlesAtNight 10:30 pm *Which is basically a blank face but a slight lean back and tilt.* verdigrisprowl 10:30 pm YOU have three blankets?! _Whirl 10:30 pm Hey! Windchill! *points* ...good to see you, mech. *looks to Blue to give a farewell beep*...and then looks to Rebel* That's how you say "goodbye" in beeps. Kelpy 10:30 pm Yeah! I got them at some bargain basement store on some organic planet. Chillsins 10:30 pm *Rebel sticks out her tongue.* Yeah. You look...a little better. verdigrisprowl 10:31 pm Oh. Huh. NoodlesAtNight 10:31 pm [[Of course. How else is he supposed to keep them clean?]] *Taps his fingers.* [[Of course, getting that delivered was a problem. The humans insisted it had to go to a place where they could install it themselves.]] Agooddistraction858 10:31 pm Whirl, ping me whenever you're done and I'll show ya something verdigrisprowl 10:31 pm The benefits of travel. Kelpy 10:31 pm Four shanix for the lot! _Whirl 10:31 pm Only marginally better than a slavering undead monstrosity. But that's how I normally look, so. *shrugs* Chillsins 10:31 pm *He has to pluck Rebel from the back of the couch, but Blue climbs up Chill's arm voluntarily.* _Whirl 10:31 pm *salutes Wheeljack* verdigrisprowl 10:31 pm *Soundwave has a washing machine.* Chillsins 10:31 pm You saying I got bad taste? NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm [[It was fine, though. He didn't mind spending a month's rent on a place for them to go to and sending the twins to pick it up later.]] verdigrisprowl 10:32 pm *You can take the mech out of the senate but you can't take the senator out of the mech.* _Whirl 10:32 pm *deadpan* You REALLY want me to answer that, 'Chill? Agooddistraction858 10:32 pm See ya NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm [[Goodbye, Wheeljack.]] *Has NO IDEA this is a thing. As far as he's concerned it's good house upkeep for precious gifts.* Chillsins 10:32 pm It was a rhetorical question. Even I can manage those at times. verdigrisprowl 10:32 pm That's impressively convoluted. OmicronTheIceQueen 10:32 pm *chirps for racer* NoodlesAtNight 10:33 pm [[He's done stranger things to acquire Earth products.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 10:33 pm (laptop is over heating, see you guys!) verdigrisprowl 10:33 pm ... Can I wash my shamwow here? _Whirl 10:33 pm I see. Forgive me, this one time. *salutes Windchill, as well* Take care of yourself, bolts-for-brains. NoodlesAtNight 10:33 pm ((bye!!)) Chillsins 10:33 pm (( Night! )) _Whirl 10:33 pm seeya!)) Kelpy 10:33 pm //bye!\ verdigrisprowl 10:33 pm ((gnight)) Chillsins 10:33 pm *Sticks his gross and mildly traumatizing tongue out.* NoodlesAtNight 10:33 pm [[If you wish. Chimera can show you how. They enjoy that task.]] [[Something about the spinning wash loads being mesmerizing.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 10:34 pm ([thank you for the stream! also doing some more TF themed dreamcatchers soon if anyone has requests to see <<) _Whirl 10:34 pm If the greyfaces ever give me my tongue back, it's OVER for all of you. Raspberries like nobody's BUSINESS. verdigrisprowl 10:34 pm *this is going to be the fanciest thing Prowl's done in his LIFE.* ... Some washing machines have windows. Does yours? Kelpy 10:34 pm Did you know humans invented little portabe washers now? Chillsins 10:34 pm You think you can out-gross me? I learned from a true master. You stand no chance. None at all. Kelpy 10:35 pm And ones that come with *dryers* attached _Whirl 10:35 pm ...you're right. But I had a LOT of tongue last time, so my rapsberry will be extremely impressive. NoodlesAtNight 10:35 pm [[The round one in the front? Yes. That's where they watch the blankets.]] *Soundwave glances over to Swerve.* [[...More portable than the boxy ones?]] Chillsins 10:35 pm ...I'll give you that. NoodlesAtNight 10:35 pm [[But those are so easy to move already.]] verdigrisprowl 10:35 pm ... Can I watch? Kelpy 10:35 pm I think so! They're small counter ones. I think they're called pandas. Or maybe that's the brand? I'm not entirely sure. _Whirl 10:36 pm *at any rate, Whirl is gonna stick around and help clean. It seemed like the decent thing to do, and he is Trying ™️ * Chillsins 10:36 pm *Consider yourselves blessed with Three weirdos sticking their tongues out.* _Whirl 10:36 pm *if The Tongue ever returns, you're getting paid back in spades, buster* Chillsins 10:37 pm *This is fair.* You guys have fun eating trash without me. I know that's what's going on when I'm not here. NoodlesAtNight 10:37 pm [[Of course you may.]] *Stares at Swerve.* [[That is not a panda. A panda is a black and white creature that eats a plant called bamboo, has difficulty mating, and is almost extinct.]] Chillsins 10:37 pm I gotta put these to bed. _Whirl 10:37 pm Catch ya later! NoodlesAtNight 10:38 pm [[...It is irritating that he knows this.]] Kelpy 10:38 pm Maybe they named it after pandas? Though I dunno why Chillsins 10:38 pm *He'd wave dramatically but his arms are full.* Bye, sucker. Kelpy 10:38 pm //real talk tho i'm dying for a panda counter dishwasher bc god know si hate dishes gbvgfv verdigrisprowl 10:38 pm ...... Can I record it? NoodlesAtNight 10:38 pm //We only eat trash when Buzzsaw cooks.// \\PFFF.\\ Chillsins 10:38 pm *Blue reaches out to make a grabby hand, it's supposed to be a bye-bye hand but she's not privy to such nuances yet.* Wub! _Whirl 10:39 pm *clicks his claw at her and gives the good-bye beep!* Chillsins 10:39 pm *Blue BEEPS.* NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm *Rumble looks in surprise at Whirl, since he's gonna be cleaning. Gives him a bop in thanks and goes back to work with a grin.* Chillsins 10:39 pm *And they're gone.* Kelpy 10:39 pm Time for me to head out too. Gotta chase more grey faces from my bar. Night! NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm [[...What, record a panda? He supposes, but he'd have to track one down first. Do you feel strongly about breaking and entering when it comes to human zoos?]] _Whirl 10:39 pm *you get a nudge in return, Rumble. And then, it's back to work* NoodlesAtNight 10:40 pm \\NIGHT, SWERVE. DON'T GET TURNED INTO NOTHIN' WEIRD.\\ verdigrisprowl 10:40 pm *hm. when Prowl offers to help clean, Soundwave tells him he doesn't need to.* Kelpy 10:40 pm I WON'T! NIGHT. [waves] verdigrisprowl 10:40 pm *decides not to feel slighted; maybe the exception is only because the place was recently trashed.* No, I meant your washing machine. While it's washing. NoodlesAtNight 10:41 pm *Technically, he doesn't need Whirl to help either. He's letting Whirl do it because he can see when Rumble's being as twitterpated as he himself was recently accused of.* [[Oh. Yes, of course. But he must know - why this interest in them?]] verdigrisprowl 10:42 pm It's a /washing machine./ NoodlesAtNight 10:42 pm [[You've never asked about anything else he has here.]] verdigrisprowl 10:42 pm ......... Can... I show the video at work? NoodlesAtNight 10:42 pm [[And you have seen his primary storage quar-- er - yes, he supposes so...?]] [[..............Is this a kink he does not know about?]] verdigrisprowl 10:43 pm ... I didn't see your storage by your consent. *therefore—it's off limits.* What? No. ... Maybe? I'm sure somebody out there has a washing machine kink. NoodlesAtNight 10:43 pm [[Ah. Well, we can change that if you'd like. He trusts you not to take things from him without permission.]] verdigrisprowl 10:44 pm ... I'd like that, sometime. NoodlesAtNight 10:44 pm [[And if it is not that, why all this focus on it? It is just a cleaning appliance. No different than a dust collector or a - a sink.]] *Soundwave bobs his helm.* [[So it will be done, soon.]] verdigrisprowl 10:44 pm Everyone has a sink. verdigrisprowl 10:45 pm You, however, have imported enough off-world fabric to justify importing a specialized piece of off-world machinery designed specifically to clean it. ... Is that... Is that not... a thing, here? NoodlesAtNight 10:49 pm [[He doesn't know that he would call it a 'thing'. Not /everyone/ cares for fabric blankets. He finds they scratch him less than the mesh or chainmail blankets, though. And their colors and patterns give him something soothing to focus on before recharge.]] *He taps his chin with a finger.* [[Arcee likes them. He believes she has a few dozen herself. The Jack human likes to save them up as gifts for when she visits.]] [[He does not know if she has a machine, though. Perhaps she should get one.]] verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm *... huffs.* NoodlesAtNight 10:49 pm *Huffing.* [[She'll deny it if you ask, but he has seen them. They have Earth motorcycles on them. Pinups.]] verdigrisprowl 10:50 pm Hers have PATTERNS? NoodlesAtNight 10:51 pm [[.......Yes? Many of them do. He doesn't care for motorcycles, himself, but there are a few with crossed lines and starbursts upstairs. Quite beautiful. And Ravage would claw you before letting you touch his panther one.]] [[...Do you not have any, yourself?]] verdigrisprowl 10:53 pm Fabric blankets? With patterns?? No. NoodlesAtNight 10:53 pm [[Strange. He would have thought with you being an Autobot, and your faction's pet humans...]] verdigrisprowl 10:54 pm I know I've worked for a couple of Primes, but despite what people who haven't might imagine, I wasn't making THAT kind of a paycheck. NoodlesAtNight 10:55 pm [[Odd. He's heard that /other/ timelines' Autobots get Earth currency allowances. Some of them even go purchasing items in public without upsetting humans. Not ours, of course - but some of the ones like Swoop's.]] [[Well. We'll fix that.]] verdigrisprowl 10:56 pm ... But I suppose they /do/ lose a little cachet when you know an alien who's willing to just give them away, don't they. NoodlesAtNight 10:56 pm *Soundwave pops a bridge overhead and stretches his feelers into it. Give him a minute and a half and he'll have picked out a black and white zebra stripe, a red one, and a blue one. * verdigrisprowl 10:56 pm I— Wh—? NoodlesAtNight 10:57 pm [[Cachet?]] *Got them. Here you go.* [[They're just blankets, Prowl.]] [[Fancy tarps, really.]] verdigrisprowl 10:59 pm /Extremely/ fancy tarps! *his jaw almost drops when Soundwave hands him the blankets. Look at the stripy one. Primus below.* NoodlesAtNight 11:01 pm [[You're welcome to borrow the cleaning device if they get filthy, though a sink and a corrugated surface works as well in an emergency.]] [[What's extreme about them?]] *He tilts his head. These are no different from any of the other ones he's seen.* verdigrisprowl 11:02 pm ... I can't possibly— If I walked into Iacon with these draped over my shoulder people would start asking me how many moons I own. NoodlesAtNight 11:03 pm *A long, long silence and a good staring.* [[...He's sorry. What?]] verdigrisprowl 11:04 pm Is—Is fabric—really just—not a big deal here? Did it become THAT common after you visited Earth? NoodlesAtNight 11:07 pm [[Earth supplies were all most of us had /access/ to for the last few years of the war.]] *He shrugs.* [[Enough Autobots have human connections to get what their comrades need. Most of the Decepticons either prefer Cybertronian material or - ah. Hmm. Find ways to get the Earth items they want, let's say. The humans have far more to spare than our own planet.]] [[Is it NOT common on your planet?]] verdigrisprowl 11:08 pm Let me put it this way. verdigrisprowl 11:09 pm Before the war, Sentinel Prime sent me to Senator Ratbat's penthouse, with his cape in a locked briefcase, in order to beg permission to use his washing machine. NoodlesAtNight 11:09 pm [[...You're pulling his leg.]] verdigrisprowl 11:10 pm ... "Beg" might be an exaggeration. Most of the begging was subtext. NoodlesAtNight 11:11 pm *Soundwave leans back to process this.* [[You - you had fabric /before/ the war?]] verdigrisprowl 11:11 pm /I/ didn't. NoodlesAtNight 11:11 pm [[Your Cybertron, then.]] verdigrisprowl 11:12 pm Senators and those who moved in their circles did. Oh, and the Functionist Council. They made quite a show of it when they first paraded out in their dozen capes. verdigrisprowl 11:14 pm I investigated a case where someone in the Primal Vanguard who'd come back from space with a scarf was robbed. A burglary, just to steal the scarf. NoodlesAtNight 11:16 pm [[That - it--]] *Soundwave holds up a hand for a second before pressing it to his crest.* [[That's absurd. These things are no more expensive than... hmm. Two or three human meals. He would think /those/ are more valuable. Those are perishable.]] verdigrisprowl 11:16 pm Maybe they're not expensive if you're ON Earth. verdigrisprowl 11:18 pm What do you think it cost to take leisure trips off of Cybertron—to go somewhere in the galaxy where fabric like that is plentiful? Or the cost to export fabric through the few merchants willing to trade with a mechanical planet? You had to be a soldier, or insanely rich. ... And you can't wear human meals. NoodlesAtNight 11:21 pm [[He wouldn't know. Nobody left our planet for... hmm. Not since the rust plagues. We didn't even know there was anywhere else /to/ go, once the colonies began to fail.]] *Pause.* [[He takes that back. Shockwave was trying to investigate a distant planet near the end of the war. But aside from that...]] NoodlesAtNight 11:22 pm [[We did not even find an organic planet for at least... three, four bridge jumps?]] verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm Hm. Well. If one of your colonies had crossed paths with an organic world with fabric, how much do you think it would have cost to export it home? NoodlesAtNight 11:23 pm [[Not as much as a moon!]] *You'll have to forgive him, Prowl. He's trying to wrap himself around a financial concept he has little to no basis for.* verdigrisprowl 11:24 pm *holds the zebra blanket up* This has STRIPES! NoodlesAtNight 11:25 pm [[...They don't make it heavier.]] *That would increase the cost, wouldn't it? If it was more trouble to transport?* *But they've all come through the bridge fine. Except the weird, shiny, flat purple one. That one singed a little at the edges.* verdigrisprowl 11:26 pm No but it's—it's—extra craftsmanship! You can't just drop it in a vat of dye and call it a day! A CRAFTSMAN made this. NoodlesAtNight 11:27 pm [[A factory machine made that.]] verdigrisprowl 11:27 pm ... Oh. *looks at the stripes.* ... it's still impressive. NoodlesAtNight 11:27 pm [[...Do you /want/ one made by a craftsman?]] verdigrisprowl 11:28 pm God, no. That really WOULD be excessive. This is—ALREADY excessive. Three blankets! For a forensic investigator! NoodlesAtNight 11:29 pm [[He supposes this is a bad time to mention that he thought about giving you a green and a purple one to take back to the Constructicons.]] *He'd decided against it because Bonecrusher would probably figure he'd bugged it.* verdigrisprowl 11:30 pm *slowly looks at Soundwave* ... I was actually going to ask. NoodlesAtNight 11:31 pm [[He doesn't mind, if you want them. You like them. They're important to you and other mechs on your Cybertron, it seems - and to him, they're not irreplaceable.]] verdigrisprowl 11:33 pm ... I mean. *looks at the blankets guiltily* I'm... not entirely sure I LIKE them, per se. I'm IMPRESSED by them. They're—impressive. NoodlesAtNight 11:33 pm *Pauses.* [[Besides, had he known their worth on your planet, he would have given you at /least/ ten.]] verdigrisprowl 11:33 pm I don't know what I'm going to do wYOU WHAT? NoodlesAtNight 11:34 pm *Shrugs.* [[As he said. They're not as important to him. You are. And you impressing others is.]] verdigrisprowl 11:34 pm ... Three's fine. Three's excessive. NoodlesAtNight 11:34 pm [[Though if you don't particularly like them he won't force you to take them. But... he /has/ seen some that are... 'fuzzy'.]] [[Merely a thought.]] verdigrisprowl 11:35 pm *optics flicker* Oh. No—no thank you. These are fine. NoodlesAtNight 11:35 pm *He's seen how Prowl reacts to that texture.* verdigrisprowl 11:35 pm ... And one for the Constructicons. NoodlesAtNight 11:35 pm [[As you wish. Which color?]] verdigrisprowl 11:35 pm You said you have a green and purple one? NoodlesAtNight 11:36 pm [[Not together. One of each.]] verdigrisprowl 11:36 pm Oh. *well. they certainly don't need TWO.* ... Green. They prefer green. NoodlesAtNight 11:37 pm [[Very well.]] *And he's a little glad for that. He likes purple. Not so much green. Up the feelers go. The green one is, in fact, still rolled and wrapped. It's just not his color.* [[...He hopes you do not think him a fool for not realizing what he was saying.]] *Passes it over.* verdigrisprowl 11:39 pm If fabric wasn't a big deal on your planet, it wasn't a big deal. verdigrisprowl 11:40 pm *very carefully adds the green blanket to his pile. He's got them draped across his forearms, very carefully, keeping them flat and trying to keep the blankets away from his elbows and wrists so they don't catch on anything. The way no less a figure than Sentinel Prime himself taught him to carry fabric. NoodlesAtNight 11:41 pm *Can see that care, and wonders if he's being too careless with them, himself. Perhaps he ought to try looking at them from Prowl's point of view some time? Might make him appreciate the gifts and purchases all the more.* [[...You have to tell him more about your days with Sentinel Prime, some time. He has the feeling you have other interesting stories hidden in your subspace pocket.]] verdigrisprowl 11:42 pm *huff.* I doubt you'll enjoy it. NoodlesAtNight 11:45 pm *Light torso bobbing.* [[Perhaps. Perhaps not. Even if they themselves are not enjoyable, acquiring useful knowledge is. Besides,]] *and here he stretches a little,* [[he is ever curious about who you were and have been. A picture of the full Prowl, and not merely the one he knows now.]] verdigrisprowl 11:46 pm Hm. ... We'll trade stories, sometime. NoodlesAtNight 11:47 pm [[Though the one he knows now is, of course, priceless to him. But you've probably realized that now that he's given you three blankets.]] *Soft huff. It's a playful comment.* [[And he would like that. Probably.]] verdigrisprowl 11:47 pm Worth at least one moon, I see. *humor ping.* NoodlesAtNight 11:48 pm [[He would offer you both, but he does not know where your Cybertron's other moon is.]] *Humor ping right back.* verdigrisprowl 11:49 pm Hm. ... For another three blankets, maybe I'll tell you. I'm joking, I don't need more blankets. NoodlesAtNight 11:50 pm [[Hmm. He can think of three things you /would/ like, but you would probably prefer to get to work on time tomorrow.]] *Stretches again and rises, offering a curling feeler for assistance and balance.* verdigrisprowl 11:52 pm ... Don't tempt me. *gonna, kinda, balance his elbow on the feeler, so he doesn't have to adjust his hold of the fabric.* *looks down at his haul.* ... The Constructicons are going to lose their minds. NoodlesAtNight 11:55 pm [[Do not worry. He left his days of automatically defying Autobots behind with his faction badge.]] *Glances at the rolled blanket.* [[Feel free to let them know you asked for it for them. They might like that.]] *As opposed to saying that Soundwave had anything to do with it, that is.* verdigrisprowl 11:56 pm Mm. They'll know the truth. *BUT they'll know that Prowl intended to even before he was offered; and they'll know that he picked out the green for them. They should like that.* NoodlesAtNight 11:58 pm *Nods. He doesn't want to interrupt Prowl's fabric-holding, so--* [[If you do not mind, may he bump the side of your helm? He's loath to send you on tonight without at least that.]] verdigrisprowl 11:59 pm ... You don't think we can manage a kiss? NoodlesAtNight 11:59 pm [[He thinks we can, but he didn't want to assume.]] Yesterday verdigrisprowl 11:59 pm The math works out. NoodlesAtNight 12:00 am [[And he is ever thankful for its existence.]] *He'll get himself as close to appropriately positioned as he can figure out without having Prowl's sense of mathematics.* verdigrisprowl 12:01 am *and Prowl will slide the fabric under his bumper and lean in the rest of the way.* NoodlesAtNight 12:02 am *...Clever, clever mech. Soundwave might be silently laughing into Prowl's mouth when he gets that visor lifted and kisses him.* verdigrisprowl 12:03 am *good. now hold that position, Prowl plans on keeping this up for a bit.* NoodlesAtNight 12:04 am *Oh, well. By all means. He'll carry on with that (and the occasional nip from fangs or inner jaws) as long as Prowl wishes tonight.*

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elaiah-starsinger · 4 years

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It was another day in the Rift. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The vastness of the black glittering with flecks of light still comprised most of the view of the floating hunk of void riddled rock. A few stray voidstalkers still lingered and hid amongst the rocks, still curious about the group of elves that inhibited it. The blue tented area had its usual elves — void, blood, and high elves — that congregated, whether it be for studying, practicing, or what other reason they had. Time still continued to feel slow in that relatively small space.

A little ways further from the tents was an empty space, enclosed by several sides by remaining risen rocks. A little tinkling sound came from a silver bell around the purple fox’s neck, one of the few constants amongst the variables in the Rift, as she jumped down from a rock to trot over towards her owner. She let out an impatient yip as she circled him until he could finally pick her up and start petting her head. “Stop moving, I can’t pick you up if you keep skipping around.”

His voice was strangely flat, although a little out of breath, but with it came no echoing. As he held the fox, he balanced himself down to sit on the ground without use of his hands, the plated armor clattering. This was a nice break from training, a way to catch his breath. It almost felt like an eternity since he last wore his armor, the plate feeling familiar but heavier than usual. He hadn’t even donned the complete set, opting out of the shoulder pieces and parts of the arm and leg plates. He needed to start getting used to it again. He needed to remember that he had full use of his once-chronically pained leg again. Of course, that would only happen if he forced himself to. Behind him, still standing, was his partner for the time being, Velythiel Silverwind.

He was a few inches shorter than Elaiah, standing just short of six feet tall. While his fox carrying sparring partner sported a short cut, he had kept his hair long. The transformation that all of the Ren’dorei underwent had left him with blue-tinted void tainted skin, and had created a mess of silvering strands with iridescent tentacles littering the mix. He didn’t seem to mind the new appendages, and had rather taken to decorating them with various fitted rings. Elaiah asked Velythiel several times by now how he managed to even think about doing his hair, and all he had to respond with was a shrug and a lazy smile. Heavy dark blue cloth robes was his usual choice to cover his lithe frame, preferring the freedom they gave over, in his opinion, clunkier metallic options.

“How long do you plan on taking a break? I feel like we only just got started.” There was an air of sarcasm behind the words that escaped from the rather lazy smile on his face. Elaiah could only let out a short scoff, a few lingering beads of sweat still clinging to his face. Yip! was the only vocal response, a tail swishing as large purple eyes appeared over Elaiah’s shoulder to stare at the possible break interruptor.

“Aww, don’t look at me that way. You know I wouldn’t force you away, Lithela.”

Velythiel casually strolled closer, taking a seat a few inches away from Elaiah. He let out an exaggerated yawn, and leaned back onto his hands. Despite the seemingly carefree and lazy attitude from the elf, he was actually quite fast. The two had sparring, which mostly consisted of Elaiah trying to land any sort of hit whatsoever on the other without any external magic. It had allowed him to use the void to let him move faster physically, although he still struggled with using rifts without leaving an obvious anchor point.

Lithela, still staring at Velythiel, seems content for the moment that her interruption won’t be stopped. She squirms until her owner loosens his arms, circling in his lap a few times before nestling in. A breathy pant came from the fox, happy for now.

“So, has this been helpful at all?”

“... Yeah, I guess. I’m more out of fucking practice than I’d like, but yeah, it’s helping.”

“Well, that’s not surprising. You took a little longer than the rest of us to get your head back together.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

Velythiel let out a short laugh before rejecting the command. “Hey, it’s just the truth. At least you did. Better than losing your mind to the whispers like some.”

The freckle littered elf kept silent, a more somber expression replacing his usual scowl. He absently scratched at the fox’s head. It wasn’t false, but he didn’t like to be reminded of the fact he was almost overwhelmed by this change. He had gotten significantly better, although there was still days that took a heavier toll on him than he’d like to admit. The sparring hadn’t stopped the whispers, but only encouraged them. For once, the incessant reminders that he wasn’t good enough only made him power through this harder. He was moreso worried for when this ended, when he would be alone again with them and he would have all the time in the world with them with not much to distract him. Even if he shouldn’t be alone, he still much preferred it mostly out of habit.

Velythiel’s voice broke the stagnant silence. “What are you planning on doing after this?”

“What?”

“You heard me. With the lack of a quick snippy reply, I’m going to assume it’s go be mopey on a rock somewhere.” He idly adjusted one of the appendages over his shoulder. “Help me do bitch work for ‘lyanna.”

“Fuck that. No.”

Velythiel let out a short laugh. “Alright, fine. If I remember right, you said you’d owe me for doing this in the first place.”

Elaiah shot him a glare, the usual scowl resettling upon his features. “... And?”

“I’m calling in my favor then. You are coming to help me do bitch work with ‘lyanna instead of hiding.”

“What part of ‘fuck that, no’ wasn’t clear to you?” The other gave a nonchalant shrug, smile growing.

“I guess you’re too dense to figure out that I really don’t care about how you feel about it. Here I was, trying to let you figure it out on your own too. There’s some things the void can’t fix, it seems.”

A string of curses came from Elaiah, eyes narrowing as he continued to glare. Lithela’s pets had quickly come to a halt, soliciting a half lidded annoyed look from the fox as well. “I’m still not fucking doing it. I’ll owe you something else.”

“How about a bet then? If you can land a single hit on me — without any of your shmancy fire magic — in, uhhh, lets go with three minutes, you win.”

“Why are you so fucking intent on me doing this?”

He paused, letting out a low hum as he slowly rolled his neck as he appeared to be searching for an answer. “If you win, I’ll tell you and you can go find your nice rock to sit on too.”

“And if I lose?”

“Then you come with me, still owe me a favor, and you’ll never hear why from me.”

Elaiah gave him a look, clearly suspicious about this bet in the first place. In his lap, Lithela let out a yawn, annoyed look still on her face, as she stretched before circling a few times and jumping out. She trotted off to her spot a short distance away.

“... You don’t get to use rifts, and I’ll agree.” “Hmm, alright, then I get to start the countdown.”

The freckled elf grunted, getting up. If he couldn’t use the rifts, then three minutes should be more than enough. He made a hand motion for Velythiel to also rise, who only laughed at the other’s eagerness to be done with this ‘bet’.

“All ready to lose so quick?”

“If you don’t rift, I got this.”

Velythiel’s rather lazy expression turned into a smirk as he finally stood. He slowly stretched, rolling his shoulders and his neck. Taking a few steps towards his assumed ‘starting position’, his gaze quickly drifted towards the ledge of the high rocks around them. Elaiah, instead of stretching, cracked his knuckles and shook them out, already fixating on his target.

“Alright, I guess we can start in ...”

Velythiel popped his thumbs into his pockets, already looking thoroughly relaxed. “Three ...”

The lazy attitude from the other had Elaiah’s scowl deepening. “Two ...”

A yawn. “Oooon- ...”

Before he can finish the word, he disappeared from view. Elaiah’s head turned frantically around, trying to find him. His eyes snapped towards the rocks as he heard the resuming word.

“-nnne. Go!” A rather pleased smirk was on the elf’s face as he stared down at Elaiah from the top of the rocks.

“What the fuck, I said no rifting!”

“I didn’t, it just started. Now are you going to bitch or you coming? Timer’s started, Starsinger.”

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randomwoohoo · 6 years

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Nick: Previously on Zoomorphia!

Judy: Why use the word ‘morph’ anyway?

Nick: Cuz it sounds radical! We should try saying ‘It’s morphin’ time!’-

Judy: Not gonna happen. It’s too cheesy.

Nick: Said by a mammal who announces ‘Transform’ during transformation~

Judy: Shush! We are running out of time but we haven’t mentioned the previous chapter yet!

Nick: Well~ To put it simply, folks, fuzzy bun bun here always meddles in the attack of monsters called Savage, so Chief Buffalo gave us a disciplinary penalty. Still that wasn’t enough to stop Carrots from scouting and Bam! we found a Savage and beat it!

Judy: That’s too slipshod! Can’t just skip the Hybrid part! Gosh! We’re dragging this way too long.

Nick: It’s our first time. We’ll be good at it someday. Until then-

Nick & Judy: Now the chapter 2!

Thank you everyone for reading this fic. Please leave the comments. I would love to hear you thought. I will try to make this series active as possible.

Here’s Fanfiction.net link

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“-got a report from SCU yesterday. A Savage showed up at Cliffside Asylum. A guard informed that fox and bunny cops also showed up even though it shouldn’t be possible since they both were supposed to be writing parking tickets in Downtown!... Abandoning your post, trespassing on restricted area, encountering Savage but didn’t contact SCU… correct me if my assumption is wrong.” Chief Bogo behind a table had summoned Senior Officer Judy Hopps and Senior Officer Nick Wilde to his office, narrating violations that duo had done the day before.

They sat quietly opposite to their supervisor. Nick was rubbing the back of his neck while Judy froze like a kid in the principal’s office. The cape buffalo shut his eyes and deeply inhaled. “I thought so… Despite being among the best, you two are such troublemakers. I should punish ya right away-” The threat caused fox and rabbit ears stand erect. They was going to voice. “-but lucky for you, new cases keep coming, old cases haven’t been solved yet. Currently, we need you to handle more investigation of illegal possession of Night howlers that’s been increasing recently. I’m counting on experts in this particular kind of cases.”

“Noted, sir” The pair responded, Nick raising right paw in a salute. “Dismissed!” Bogo bawled.

Nick and Judy exited the room. As a door closed, they let out a groan. “That was tense.” Loosening his tie, tod whispered loudly. The partner ambled down the stairs. “I prayed so hard for him not asking what we did when we faced Savage .” The doe hissed. “Thanks tod, those hustler skills enabled me to conceal secrets.” He whined, appreciating his past life. “The less mammals know the truth about Hybrid. The better it is.” She ratiocinated. They stepped on the first floor, strolling through the hallway.

“Judy! Nick!” An enthusiastic chubby cheetah hailed the duo from across the entrance. “Hello Jude! Miss me?” The silvery female voice greeted.

Judy changed direction, rushing towards her friends. “Hi Benjamin. Mornin’ Jasmine! How are you? It’s been a while~” The bunny greeted back, hopping to wrap her arms around bengal tigress neck. By the way, the rabbit lied. She just met Jasmine Fangmeyer yesterday… in the SCU group, who targeted them. The tiger had been recruited in the Savage Control Unit ( SCU) since the team was first formed but it was good to see their intimate without field gears.

“Sup, Clawhauser, Fangmeyer.” Nick followed, rolling his sleeves up in order to get more casual.

Jasmine held the doe, gently put her down before addressing the fox “Hey, Wilde.”

“Jasmine and I are gonna go get a lunch. Wanna come?” Cheetah invited them, which Judy promptly replied. “Sure! That would be lovely~”

Frankly, both Nick and Judy had a rough start with their fellow officers. The partners were discriminated against, which is inevitable because of their species. Even Fangmeyer used to sneer at Judy, thinking she was just a bunny. Nevertheless, after years of cooperation, others came to respect them for who they are. The duo did not hold a grudge; thus, the friendships were born. Nowadays, they can call each other ‘friend’ confidently.

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“It’s funny… ” Judy uttered, confusing her workmates. “What, Fluff?” Nick questioned. Four of them were eating at Savanna Central local diner’s outdoor table. Guys were sitting on the same side while ladies were taking the seats of opposite side. Felines were facing one another, so were the partners.

“These days, Midnicampum holicithias has become an illegal plant. One cannot possess exceeding a certain amount which depends on legal documents one owns according to their occupation.” the doe explained. Everybody knew this fact about Midnicampum holicithias or Night howlers. However, her friends still did not understand what the doe tried to convey. “What’s funny then?” Jasmine spoke out for the rest, poking her seafood salad with a fork.

“They used to be all over the place. My family grew them to keep bugs off the produce. After Night howler case and the new law created, many label this plant as a menace. My parents even gotta find a substitute.” the doe elucidated.

“At least, those scarecrows are getting more jobs.” The tod joked. “Y’know they’re for discouraging birds, not bugs right? Besides, they’re barely practical.” His partner delivered the requisite reality-check. Both made the feline fellows chortle.

The mention of Night howlers jogged Clawhauser’s memory. “Oh! Please remind me to hand you the case file-” He was requesting when Fangmeyer interjected. “C’mon guys! It’s lunch break. Don’t bring up the work. Anyhow, are there anybody seeing someone… special?” She grinned cheekily. The cheetah awkwardly smiled. “Do donuts count?” He quizzed. “Sorry, Ben. No.” Tigress gave the answer Benjamin expected. “Well, I might be too good at making friends, so...” He muttered. Nick contemplated his pal’s statement. “Got friendzoned huh? Poor thing~” Fox sympathized.

“What about you, Judy?” Clawhauser passed the baton to Judy to tackle peeps’ attention. “You’ve always been popular. Must be lots of mammals hitting on ya.” said Jasmine. Every eyes pinned on the rabbit opening her mouth. “Nah~ I’m too busy working. My off-time is terribly uncertain. It’s better to hang out with my partner. We usually get off work at the same time. Crashing at his apartment for sharing meals and movie night, spending time with him in general is quite pleasant… Did I say something wrong?” Judy’s words left two big cats goggling at her. Tod guffawed at how innocent the bunny was.

“I’m not paying for this! Food doesn’t deserve even half the price!” At nearby table, dark brown slim bull moose grumbled. A koala waitress was scared by bull’s manner. Cops who witnessed the scene were about to take an action, especially the rabbit. “Hold up, Carrots.” Nick halted her. Judy was on the verge of disputing but “Quiet! You’re disturbing others!” cow moose that sit with aggressive moose scolded her probable associate. The bull angrily walked off. The waitress was unsure what to do. “Just leave him. He’s always like this.” The cow beamed at the koala.

“See~?” Nick smirked, picking up a bug burger from his plate to take a bite. “Wow! Wilde, you know them?” The tiger agent inquired, which the fox officer boastfully quipped. “I know everybody~ like reading a book, except this unpredictable cute bunny.” He referred to Judy in the way that would trigger her. Everyone anticipated a protest from the doe.

“Hey Nick, what does bug burger taste like?” Rabbit sniffed the smell of meat patty wafting through the air. Since her partner started digging in his meal, she had been captivated by the scent and the predatory ways of eating, fangs chomping breads, lettuce leaves and minced insects.

“Hmm? Like chicken sandwich but greasier I guess.” He gave a straight answer. “And how am I supposed to know the chicken taste?” She jested, resulting in a snigger from the rest.

“Kinda weird that prey’s interested in predator’s diet, isn’t it?” Cheetah presumed. “Cuz she is an unpredictable bun bun.” Nick bantered, reaching to pat Judy’s head. “Nick, don’t! Your fingers are oily!” She tried to block his paw. Bet she doesn’t even notice… Clawhauser and Fangmeyer thought, recollecting the dating question.

The scream together with roar attracted mammals’ attention in the area. The police officers recognized the noise. “Savage ! Evacuate!” Judy directed, pushing Nick’s paw away, hurriedly taking control of the situation. Moose Savage appeared from ally. The muscular feral purple capreoline went on a rampage.

“Officer- I mean- Agent Fangmeyer to dispatch! Savage !---” Jasmine radioed while helping Benjamin clear the area. She told SCU the location detail. It was ironically fortunate that many mammals were frightened to be outdoors. Therefore, evacuation was rather easy. “Okay, team should arrive soon. Ben and you two- Jude!” She was shocked to see her rabbit friend holding a gun which is useless against most Savages. Normal gun can only slow them down at best.

“We’ll buy you some time. Go!” The doe insisted. Tigress grouched for a moment. However, she decided to leave with cheetah eventually, having no weapon and knowing how determined Judy can be.

“Alone at last.” Nick licked his paw, cleaning the burger grease off. Judy put back the gun. They confronted Savage fearlessly. “Ready, partner?” She brought out the black device with the purple circle core, 45 degree angled silver syringe on the left and maroon handlebar on the right.

“Born ready.” He turned around then fled. “Hey! Wait! Where are you going?” The doe panicked. “Hiding! No way I gonna fall asleep defenseless in the middle of battlefield!” The racing tod vociferated. “Ya gotta be kidding me!” She shouted, bewaring of the monster.

Moose Savage attacked bunny officer. She dodged its antlers, putting the device on her in order not to inconveniently grasp the arm-sized device. Device’s belt wrapped itself around her waist mechanically. She kept hopping, darting away and avoiding all the attacks, pretty out of breath. “Finally!” She cheerily exclaimed when she spotted Nick’s blood in her syringe, meaning he found a place to hide and had proceeded with transformation. She was going to transform but the monster was still hunting her. The rabbit dived off from getting gored then rolled on the ground. Sitting with knees up, she gazed at Savage which was aiming on her. As it was hurtling towards Judy, she pressed the syringe. “ INJECT ” The device spoke robotically. Then she spontaneously twisted the handle anticlockwise. “ IGNITE ” The transformation’s broiling purple mist explosion blew the monster away, revealing the bio-armored fusion between a fox and a rabbit, Hybrid, shiny full body metal-like exoskeletons in Nick’s hustler color scheme, rabbit ears, fox tail and two amethyst headlights for eyes.

“Save~” Nick swept Hybrid’s legs before standing up, uttering a baseball vocabulary, implying he made it in time. “What took you so long?” Judy griped.

Moose Savage arose, shaking off a daze from the stream blast. It and Hybrid simultaneously ran into one another. The monster jumped whilst Hybrid slid under it. Nick and Judy elongated claws. Cupped paws thrust upward, the claws stabbing Savage ’s abdominal skin. It slumped down ignominiously. Hybrid sprung up, striking a fighting pose.

“Let’s end this quick. I don’t wanna waste lunch break.” Doe talked with tod. She approached the injured moose.

Suddenly, something crashed Hybrid from the side. Hybrid fell over and rolled. Fox got up on knees to observe what had just hit him and bunny.... or just bunny with his mind also in her body. “Other Savage !” Both yelled. A drooling purple spiky haired wolverine Savage emerged out of the blue. Naturally, Savages had spread across Zootopia since one year ago. It was no surprise to see more of them unexpectedly showing up.

The moose got back on hoofed feet. Savage s were cautiously circling around Hybrid , who retracted the claws while inspecting beasts’ motion. Two monsters rapidly charged at the armored mixed breed from both left and right. Paw pressed the syringe. “ ACTIVATE ” Afterwards, Savages should assail their single prey. However, the event turned out to be them colliding with each other.

“We’re here!” An exuberant male tone pronounced. Hybrid stood a step away, mockingly glaring at the tricked monsters.

Fox and rabbit just activated the phenomenal ability. Deception and survival are essential hustler’s skills that Hybrid adopted and applied for a fight, which consequently created the instant movement technique capacitating Hybrid to move in a split second. That was why Nick and Judy can relocate from one place to another or effortlessly elude SCU, sardonically reminding Judy of the time when she first learned that Nick was a con-artist and she was fooled by Nick pointing other way then he disappeared around a corner when she turned back.

Hybrid span to generate momentum, swinging right leg around circularly to slash Savages’ flesh with protracted foot claw. The wolverine bent away in due course, thereby receiving shallower wound than the moose which was flopping down due to lacerations, still it was not enough to finish off the monster.

Wolverine Savage drew back. Hybrid hounded it. Fists, kicks and claws did not reach the target. It ducked every strike and not let its foe get close. Tod and doe ceased roughing up Savage or attempting leastwise.

“Keeping a distance, I see~ Clever girl~” Fox quoted a movie. “I think it’s a male, Nick.” Bunny analysed this wolverine’s figure being larger than average females. “Doo do doo doo DO Doo do doo doo-” He hummed the movie theme, making his partner roll her eyes.

Judy twisted the handlebar clockwise. “ FORM SHIFT-POLICE ” The device vocalized, releasing a purple fog covering Hybrid whose armour emit steam from gaps synchronously. The purple core and the amethyst headlights brightened in brume. The duo as one thrashed left arm to clear the haze, unveiling the same flamingo red armored hybrid but with some alteration, navy police hat with gold ZPD logo added to the top of helmet, rabbit ears flat against the back of head, blue arms and torso, dark scale vest, black armlets on both forearms, dark blue lower half except red feet, grey knee pads.

“Hybrid Police form. Policed to meet you~” Nick introduced Hybrid ’s other form to Savage s. They had not taken action yet, providing the partners an opportunity. Tod pushed the syringe. “ ACTIVATE ” Nothing happened. “Where is it?” Doe asked. “It takes time to summon it. You should have known, Carrots.” He informed. “No! Now, we need a pistol! That’s reason I chose this form!” She vociferated. “How am I supposed to know what to activate!?” The fox claimed. “Get a clue!!” The rabbit hollered.

Whilst the pair were bickering, wolverine Savage engaged them. “Oh fudge!” Nick blurted out as Judy warded off the monster. Paws smacked it time and time again to divert its dashes towards them. “It’s not working! Physical strength is obviously weaker than Hustler form.” She shoved the wolverine, comparing the current form’s branch of power to the previous form’s. Savage tried to hurt Hybrid once more. “Then use a lifeline~” He suggested. Doe accepted an advice by pressing the syringe. “ ACTIVATE ” Wolverine pounced on Hybrid. Its fangs and nails hit hard.

“Easy, mate~ Ya don’t wish-” Nick used an Australian accent seeing that Savage was a wolverine which sort of reminded him of Outback Island even if wolverines are not originated from this district. “-to ruin those perfect teeth, do ya?” Judy finished the sentence. The monster was obstructed by a chain, handcuffs on both ends. Hybrid tied Savage ’s arms and muzzle with the chain, holding handcuffs in left paw while right punch pummeled the beast’s face. Next, Hybrid leaped over the dazed wolverine and hurled it across the street.

The monster, slipping out of the chain, intuitively landed on feet. Hybrid steadily strode forward as Savage recoiled. Nonetheless, distance was no obstacle anymore. The chain was lengthened. Hybrid swung the weighted chain in a large circle over the head and then whipped the monster. Handcuff smashed into wolverine’s rear. Hybrid yanked the chain back and lashed the monster’s flank with other end. It was thrashed by handcuffs on both ends, unable to defend or escape.

The moose Savage rose after it recuperated, scuffing front right hoof on road surface. It sprinted, intending to butt the armored cop.

The moose cried. All of a sudden, a car ran into Savage ’s side before it could touch Hybrid . The duo paused beating wolverine to look around. Moose Savage overturned. “Right on time~Just as planned.” Nick bragged about the arrived vehicle he summoned earlier. It is a hatchback sports car, painted in black with white on the doors, having a pair of sirens at the top. “It was just a coincidence, wasn’t it?” Judy felt that her partner did not plan anything. The car luckily came at the most appropriate time, rescuing them from an assault.

The wolverine seized a chance to flee, limping down the road when Hybrid turned back. “It’s getting away!” Tod changed the subject, ignoring doe’s doubt. She focused the hobbling monster and then push the syringe. “ ACTIVATE ” The handcuffs vanished. Thereafter, a pistol, suitable for rabbit, popped up. It is a black AutoMag with a purple cylinder-like extra part and an auburn grip. Hybrid grabbed it to shoot at wolverine. Six bullets were fired in a mere second. Wolverine Savage suffered from several gun holes, beyond a dozen, as it collapsed. Nick chuckled, twirling the gun.

“Let’s finish this for real. We still have the other one to deal with.” Judy span the cylinder, sparks flying out.

“Freeze, Hybrid !” The pair, interfered, averted their gaze from the monster. “You’re here at last! Please save us~” Nick mocked SCU troop. Judy even saw tiger gal pal, full gear set, among the agents.

“Drop your weapon!” Demanding, they parked their vehicles surrounding Hybrid , sports car and Savages. The moose one bounced back, scramming through encirclement.

“I would love to stay and sign autographs but I really mustache~” He punned. Hybrid got in the sports car. “Stop!” White stallion commanded. “Can you handle Savage lying over there? Thank you, bye~” Nick saluted. Meanwhile, Judy drove off to chase the moose. SCU mammals must make a way. “Wait!” The horse grunted. When other agents checked the riddled wolverine, it had already begun to evaporated, indicating it was dead. “Darn you, Hybrid!!” He cursed.

In the meantime, moose Savage was bolting blindly in Savanna Central, pursued by black and white. The car drew alongside the monster. The driver’s window was slid down, which allow Hybrid to talk to Savage despite the fact that it probably would not understand.

“Why vamoose, mr. moose?”

“Bun bun just made a pun.” Tod cracked up. “Guess I’m infected with your habit.” Doe joshed. Their car outpaced the moose then drifted to cut in front of it. Hybrid braked the sports car, opening the door, aiming the pistol in her left paw at Savage while her right paw twisting the device’s handlebar anticlockwise. “ CRITICAL BREAK ” The gun fired a energy ball. It exploded like a firework. The burning lights curved to strike the monster.

Moose Savage, crumpling, completely disintegrated. Nick pretended to blow away gun smoke from the barrel though there was no smoke and Hybrid cannot blow the air because of a helmet.

“Sweet cheese. We’ve driven pretty far off from where we left your body, huh?” Judy had just realized. “We shall meet up later then.” He proposed. “Ahh, see ya, Nick.” She agreed, pulling the syringe to draw her blood out. It was teleported as she detransformed.

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Fox opened his eyes. Apparently, his mind was transferred back to his body. He moaned, experiencing fatigue.

“You’re awake.” Deep gravely voice uttered next to tod.

“Hang on...” Knackered, Nick pressed the syringe, injecting blood teleported from Judy. All weariness had gone at once. “Much better, thanks for the ride, Fin.” Tod expressed his gratitude to the driver. He was presently sitting on a passenger seat of the moving van, not leaning against a wall like the doe believed.

Back before Hybrid transformation, Nick texted his former partner-in-crime, Finnick the fennec fox, to pick him up where he fell unconscious and give him a lift. “Did you coddle my body when I passed out?” Nick examined his physical body.

“I’m being more than a generous guy. I carried somebody almost twice my size, fatass.” Finnick beefed, glancing the belt bound around fox’s waist. “Seriously, man, that thing you’re wearing is unnerving.”

“You mean MidniDriver ?” Nick tapped the morpher, MidniDriver , the devices he used with his bunny partner to transform into Hybrid. “Yeah, midnight whatever. Anyways, what’s the plan?” Finnick wondered, concentrating on the road. “Just go to the place I sent you a location. I have an appointment with Tuck boy~” Nick mentioned Jim Tuck, the raccoon who intruded Cliffside Asylum… who also accepted fox cop’s help.

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