#and your Tango as well ahhhhh

[silverskye13]

I haven't drawn in months but I wanted to take a crack at drawing the RnS peeps. They've claimed squatter's rights on my brain.

The them......

#submission #calicocanteloupe #havent drawn in months??? this turned out so good! #your art style makes me think of a tv show #they look like they walked put of a cartoon :V #i love how dark and floofy Welsknight's hair is! #and your Tango as well ahhhhh #and of course the bois <3 #i love how mirroring their expeessions really shows how diverse their designs are

[life-winners-liveblog]

*gives Scar a ton of books to help him therapy* (this includes many audio and picture books)

Im very invested in therapy Scars. So whatever might be needed me or other whispers will provide. Also, how much/what are you going to be charging? (Definitely not because I wanna pay for everyone’s therapy)

[I wouldn’t take it too personally Tim, he’s honestly probably avoiding you for a similar reason as to Grian and Scar. He most likely feels bad for your death and that he didn’t avenge you. Can’t guarantee that, but I doubt he’s like Lim!Martyn. Have some bones for you and see if you can give him some as well. *gives a stack of bones*]

Scar: Oh... I didn't expect all of this... do all therapists know...all of this?

Scott: Are you... ok?

Scar: Scott I am dislexic, there are like five 1000+ pages long books, look at how small the letters are. I am not going be able to read all of this.

Scott: Uhhhhh I see your point... what about the audio books?

Scar: I guess but... I like interacting and stuff... just listening to the same thing for hours at a time... seems... not doable.

Scott: Well... Psychology is kinda interesting... I wouldn't mind reading some of the lighter ones to you out loud.

Scar: Wait Really?

Scott: Sure.

Pearl: Can I join?

Scar: Ahhhhh!

Scott: Where did you come from???

Pearl:... I was next to you Scott, did you really forget?

Scott: Oh... right, sorry about that Pearl.

Scar: You want to join the book reading session? Like actually?

Pearl: Sure, It's getting boring in here anyway... Olive is also getting restless so bringing her as well wouldn't be terrible.

~~~~in the void~~~~

SL!Jimmy: Ok... I can't deal with it anymore, I am going to corner Martyn if It's the last thing I do.

DL!Jimmy: Ugh finally! Tango has been bugging me about it since he discovered whats going on.

3L!Jimmy: So what are you going to say? If you are not sure me and Scott could-

LimL!Jimmy: Give him credit he can do it on his own, the last thing we want is him embarassing himself while reciting something your Scott would say.

3L!Jimmy: Ah ah ah very funny.

SL!Jimmy: You guys aren't helping.

DL!Jimmy: At least 3rd Life is trying to be helpful... I guess?

LL!Jimmy: As helpful as getting an arrow to the head.

3L!Jimmy: ... That was low.

DL!Jimmy: Why are you here Last Life? You weren't invited. I checked, twice.

LL!Jimmy: So it was you that didn't invite me?!?! Rude!

SL!Jimmy: Why are you even here you are not welc-

LL!Jimmy: I know where Secret Life Martyn hides when he is avoiding you.

SL!Jimmy: Oh you are very welcome here, please tell me more.

#asks #trafficblr #traffic series #scott smajor #pearlescentmoon #jimmy solidarity #goodtimeswithscar

[yeyinde]

might i sue (politely? nicely?) for dropping the reincarnation fic out of the blue because it made me cry and wither away for a good ten minutes 😭. i was literally just scrolling down through tumblr before my finals too when you updated (which is my fault by the way, the tags where right there and i should have tucked it in for later today as a treat).

seriously— the way you write always captivates me! the emotionality of your fics that always seem to have this little tango around the events and even certain feelings (that i often cant quite describe myself in both my english and mother tongue) you capture so well 🥺. thank you for blessing me with your writing today, it gives me the motivation i need to push through exams 🤌

have a good one out there! ✨

Ahhhhh, if you're gonna (politely and nicely) sue me over emotional distress then we'll be in the courts for aeons, love 😭 I just can't help myself with angst, you know??

This is so incredibly sweet, and while I'm so sorry it made you cry, that's honestly such a compliment that you resonated with the fic to such an extent. I don't have the words to express how that made me feel.

I hope your exams go well!!! Wishing you the best of luck!

#ahhh #thank you so much for this youre so lovely 😭

[sauntering-down]

hey guys back in September i reread the first six Warrior Cats books and today i reread all the spam i sent Mary y'all ready for this

tbh my One True Warrior Cats Headcanon is that Darkstripe absolutely wanted to bone Tigerstar

just gonna imagine THAT Ravenpaw does in fact wear glowsticks and is constantly hauling around a boombox so he and Barley can mosh

once we got to "cats with MAGIC POWERS" everything went downhill lol Firestar? no magic powers. big of heart, dumb of ass. gorgeous orange himbo. did a fantastic job.

"how can you be sure Barley will welcome me?" buddy you and Barley are going to have THE most loving and functional relationship in this entire neverending series

Thornclaw is one of those YA-novel immortals who dates teenagers even though he's centuries old and i, at age 32, think teenagers are fucking annoying children

me: looks up Thornclaw in the Warrior Cats wiki me: sees shit about 'codebreakers' and a fucking Brambleclaw imposter and closes the window immediately

CINDERPAW MY PRECIOUS CHILD and poor Brackenpaw, you're gonna be so neglected, dude.

Brackenfur is absolutely that neglected child who winds up super responsible at a young age and grows up well despite his upbringing

Bluestar: well you're doing a good job with Cinderpaw AND Brackenpaw so you might as well just Keep Doing That me: poor Brackenpaw

Fireheart, himbo: Tigerclaw LIED to lure BLUESTAR to the thunderpath and CINDERPAW WAS BADLY WOUNDED WHY WOULD HE DO THAT TO MY APPRENTICE Princess, has more than three braincells: wow that definitely doesn't sound like it was absolutely a trap for Bluestar

ah, poor Brackenpaw, passed around between temporary mentors like a hot potato...

Sandpaw: god dammit at least this kittypet dumpster fire is hot

Fireheart and Graystripe are getting into it! THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGGGGG

Cloudkit rolling up to the ThunderClan camp like: i'm babey and i want power

lmao love how Fireheart's up on the rock like "let all cats old enough to FUCK IT GET YOUR ASSES OUT HERE NOW WE'VE GOT A PROBLEM"

Oakheart: these are DEFINITELY some abandoned kits and not my children with a ThunderClan cat Graypool: that doesn't sound right but i don't know enough about ThunderClan to dispute it

i love how every description of Redtail is basically "snack-sized but absolutely will square up and kick anyone's ass"

AND THORNPAW THE LEGEND HIMSELF HAS ENTERED THE RING

whoops turns out Mistyfoot and Stonefur are filthy half-clan abominations!

Brackenpaw continues to be neglected if Graystripe could stop sliding into Silverstream's DMs for TWO MINUTES it'd be GREAT

everyone loves Cinderpaw and they're right to do so

Fireheart having a classic Orange Tabby Himbo moment - "oh wow, Stonefur and Mistyfoot look AMAZINGLY like Bluestar... IT'S SO TRAGIC CATS FROM DIFFERENT CLANS CAN RESEMBLE ONE ANOTHER AND YET MUST BE DIVIDED." but he redeems himself by actually bothering to train poor neglected Brackenpaw

Graystripe: oh yeah this dead cat is my secret RiverClan girlfriend and these are my lovechildren Tigerclaw: what the fuck for once having a reasonable reaction to Our Latest Bullshit

ahhhhh i missed Sandstorm's frigid bitch side SORRY GRAYSTRIPE YOU MADE SOME VERY BAD LIFE CHOICES

casual mention that Whitestorm and Willowpelt did the horizontal tango...

eyyyy Thornpaw Doin' A Rescue i love how Thornclaw has just become, like... an Immortal Legend (with an underage girlfriend)

Leopardfur... absolute #girlboss... bit of a bitch but we respect her craft...

i love [Bluestar] but she DOES completely Lose Her Gourd over the next two books...

Fireheart: man Tigerclaw's tiny baby son looks pretty sus

like damn, even Tigerstar wanted to be powerful and lead the Clans and shit... Ashfur's just a Nice Guy

Mousefur out-#girlbossing Leopardfur... iconic

Fireheart: BUT THAT ITTY-BITTY TIGERCLAW CLONE IS STILL SUPER SUS

Fireheart: TIGERCLAW JR IS STILL HAUNTING ME

YES FIREHEART YELLOWFANG MAY DIE BECAUSE YOU DECIDED TO SAVE TIGERSTAR'S HORRIBLE SON, A HELPLESS KITTEN. FOR FUCK'S SAKE

Tigerstar: SURPRISE BITCH I BET YOU THOUGHT YOU'D SEEN THE LAST OF ME

Leopardfur's about to gaslight gatekeep girlboss her way into a Bad Alliance with Tigerstar ~caught in a bad romance~

good old Brackenfur... "he had the serious air of an older cat." that's probably all the neglect

ah, but at least Stonefur and Mistyfoot now get to learn they're filthy half-clan abominations!!

Fireheart: lame excuses for why Sandstorm shouldn't mentor Tawnykit Graystripe: dude as your BFF... you're an idiot... "this is why you haven't gotten laid yet, Fireheart."

Fireheart: THIS SMALL APPRENTICE IS STILL SUPER SUS

Fireheart is like. the equivalent of a grown man holding a gun on a kindergartner happily playing with some blocks Fireheart: this kitten is a POTENTIAL WAR CRIMINAL

Fireheart: hot damn Spottedleaf is still SMOKING meanwhile, Spottedleaf: PLEASE go bone down with Sandstorm, this is getting ridiculous

in my head Bluestar sounds like Cate Blanchett's Galadriel

every other time the poor guy tries to take a NAP his dreams just roll up like "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD"

also i love how One-eye is just... always there lol. she's ancient and grouchy but like hell is she gonna die anytime soon she has to stay until Thornpaw is a warrior. he's the Clan's new Immortal Legend; she's gotta make sure she passes on the mantle

anyway fuck Darkstripe, Thornclaw is now the Immortal Legend he was always meant to be

love how Tigerstar barges in, kills an apprentice, and threatens to do the same to everyone else if Tallstar doesn't join him, and Tallstar's just like "u havin a giggle there m8? i'll bash your fookin head in i sware on me mum"

welp, Tigerstar fucked around and found out! got sent to the Shadow Realm for his trouble

love how Barley vagues "oh, Scourge doesn't believe in StarClan" instead of outright SAYING "he doesn't have nine lives" because... that would've been helpful to know

THE END that was one heck of a journey lol but a fun one... those books got me through some tough times back in the day... thank you for riding the Warrior Cats Express

(bonus from my brief dive into the Warrior Cats section of ao3)

utterly REKT by the idea of Oakheart being like "well, i seduced Bluestar, might as well try it on her deputy too and see if i can complete the set." Bluestar, upon reaching StarClan: ah, i can finally see Oakheart again... we did have an illicit relationship, after all... Redtail: wait you too Bluestar: Redtail: Bluestar: Redtail:

#Warrior Cats #imo this is a pretty good summary of the series #nobody cares about this besides Mary and i but yolo

[dafukdidiwatch]

FoodFight (2012)

The origin story of Sausage Party and The Emoji Movie

I honestly don’t really know where to start with this film. Like I’ve heard of it, I’ve seen reviews of it, I was so sure I wouldn’t ever see this trainwreck because it looked and sounded so bad.

But honestly? This was an amazing film to watch. I don’t even know where to begin because I genuinely enjoyed this movie. This was a fun shitty trainwreck of a movie.

Let’s start with the obvious: The animation sucks. Like the designs are bad, the world building is bad, the animation is bad. Body movement? What body movement? The only body movement we need is arm waving and twirling and nothing else. And those are for characters they were trying for. The Humans, if there are any, are the literal worse with either being amusement park mascots at best or mountain troll monsters at worse. Yeesh they were bad to look at. In fact, a lot of characters in this movie are just, very ugly all the way around.

Celebrities: I feel so sorry for these people. Apparently it took 12 years to make this (like, wtf first off), so a lot of the “big names” they got in the day sort of faded away out of the public light. Not that I actually give a shit about it they got paid either way. I just think out of all of them, Wayne Brady was done dirty. He didn’t deserve to be in this movie, he deserves better than having his name listed in FoodFight. Tim Curry is a riot no matter where he goes, still bringing in his Dr. Frank-n-furter Vibes all the way around. And Christopher Lloyd wasn’t in for long, but by god does he leave an impression. A terrifying impression.

Why are actual food brands in this movie? Ms. Butterworth, what are you doing in here? Charlie Tuna, The Pickle Stork, Mr. Clean? I can’t tell if they did them dirty or not because they are barely in the movie anyway. The most screen-time of them went to Mr. Clean just for the bald clean jokes. It’s like playing Where’s Waldo in finding out where the notable brand icons are.

It’s also fun to play “Who the Fuck is that guy?” because there are a lot of brands being parodied here. Captain Crunch turned into Shitty Admiral Chip Peg. Chocola is a disco gay vampire bat. Some weird disturbing french cheese men....no idea who he is for but hey! That’s what the game is for! Trying to see what their ugly abominations were supposed to be in the light of day.

The only “decent” animated characters are the main one: Dex Dog-tective who speaks nothing but puns, every sentence. All the time. You want to start a counter on all the food puns he makes, but you also don’t because I’m sure it’s in the Hundreds. It also doesn’t help that he is like...furry bait? That’s the best way to describe him since he is like the Better animated characters they tried to make him handsome so...furry bait. Then we have Sunshine Goodness who is a terrifying uncanny valley creature which is just an anime catgirl that the animators decide to give up half way and hope her dead eyes give out the allure she has. But uh oh, watch out Sunshine, Lady X of Brand Ex is coming in with her twig-ass Dominatrix Barbie outfit trying to seduce your man...a talking golden retriever. Her dead glass eyes have its sights on seduction and world domination one fetish at a time.

I’m not kidding about the fetishes either, this movie is just throbbing with sexual tension. In the worst way. Like you think the food puns are a lot? Well the sex innuendos are giving them a run for their money. There is so many sex jokes. So many tension of the “oh the bad guy good guy flirt? Hwot” This is supposed to be a kids film and yet you are having jokes of raisins = nipples, chocolate = dicks, "I'll have you roll over and begging for mercy" is too sexually charged for this movie like.....AHHHHH. I fear for the children who learn their kinks through this movie. And that’s just the verbal! The visual is sexy dominatrix. Sexy plaid school girl. Sexy villain nazi-stand-in dominatrix. Sexy Tango. Sexy...sniffing?? God they were trying So so so hard and it pissed me off to no end: 50% in-credulousness because who the hell thought this was a good idea to have kids watching this, 50% anger because I’m somewhat pissed that some unfortunate lines had the gall to be actually good for romantic tension....if it WASN’T TIED TO A BAD FETISH FILM! Like, you can have sexual chemistry, but when sky planes fly out of someone’s vagina you know it’s a fetish film.

But hey, enough stalling, let’s actually talk about the plot of this movie.

It’s Casablanca.

Like dead ass Casablanca.

After losing the love of his life a grizzled detective man ends up running a club where he has to face off against nazis. This is deadass Casablanca where Rick had a dark romantic fling with a nazi at a grocery market. The decisions they went with like the bad rendition of the French National Anthem to be food themed that I could barely hear. Brand X having a nazi-like salute if someone misspelled YMCA with one letter. The...actual weird torture murder scenes? This movie was wild enough, you didn’t need to add in death to the mix. They even had the side characters from Casablanca being in here like the Moose guy being the piano player, and the weasel looking dude being the....weird ass dick weasel in this movie.

And now, some random lines that I liked:

"I just want to be loved"

"Whats the point if having luxurious hair if you can't look yourself in the mirror"

"Oh Yeah, sure, no prob, except I don't have a death wish"

"But you were recalled?! And butt ugly!?"

Overall: I honestly swear to god believe this could and should be the next Rocky Horror Picture Show. This is that level of just...badshit craziness where everything is wrong and beautiful that we can laugh at it all. This needs to have like, it’s own riff track, audience participation, SOMETHING because there is too many golden moments to let it fly by.

If you can get your friends and tell them NOTHING about this movie and see their reactions. Because that is what I’M going to do with mine.

#dafukblog #Dafuking Films #foodfight #food fight #foodfight 2012 #week 42 movie

[breitzbachbea]

Tbh, you've been nothing but kind and supportive towards me. I consider you a friend.

Tbh, I think you're an incredibly talented writer. I was surprised how well your work flows together. The language was 👌👌, and I've only read the one short work. I'd like to read some more eventually. Also (seeing your comment the other day) don't worry, I don't mind horny at all, lmao. It's graphic sex scenes itself I'm not a fan of reading/writing. I can take everything up to that point.

What does it say about me that I reblogged this askgame and was seriously convinced someone was gon call me a bitch on anon. And now. This. Ahhhhh. Fuck, I'm emotional.

Of course I'm kind and supportive! My mother would not want me to be anything else, that is not how I was raised and not how I want to live. If I can make anyone on this world suffer less than I do, I'll do it. I just want you to be happy and feel less alone in what you do.

Well, I've been honing that skill for a decade now and being easy to read is always my priority, haha. As I said, I've always liked books that were written concisely and not too heavy on any purple prose. (Like, weird comparison, but Goethe's Faust Part I & II are absolute bangers, but if I read for longer than 20 minutes, I'm going crosseyed. Lessing's Emilia Galotti, which came out a few decades earlier, is so easy to read even centuries later. It /feels/ modern all around, which is why it is one of my favourite books.) My writing is there to deliver a story - the aesthetic pleasure is found in utilizing language with all of its little tricks and knacks to do so. And I've also worked /really long/, with lots of feedback by friends over the years on making the language sound distinct and not amateur-ish. I'm actually currently reading, among other things, How to Edit Yourself Into Print by Renni Browne and Dave King. It's of course not gospel nor is everything a steadfast guarantee to work for one, but it is great at explaining why things don't work and what can be done to improve the strength of one's words. I'll definitely use their checklist for when the time comes to rewrite Irish Problems & Italian Affairs.

So... thank you, that means a lot to hear that my hard work paid off. I hope if you decide to read something else that it'll entertain you just as much.

And bwahahaha, well, good to know then! I was kind of afraid that this mess of the Cell Block Tango AU would have turned you off. Because everyone in it is being so goddamn fucking turned on, no wonder Michele is praying the rosary like three times a day. Sin's way too enticing when everyone around you is indulging it and you're susceptible to it. Tbh, I wondered if you focused so much on the writing because you disliked the story's content but wanted to say something anyways :'D Now I know it's just you enjoying the story and telling me so. Thank you again, all of this means a LOT to me, since I basically forget every single day that anyone reads my stuff at all, much less likes it.

#beareplies #cunchishai #I deadass did not expect this at all thank you so much #I wish I could send you one back but tbh. I already told you everything I could think of #I admire your kindness and patience and INVESTMENT most of all bc I could not be ARSED #I'm a very antisocial gremlin when it comes to fandom

[rudeinterrupti0ns]

Amazon Prime Concert

ok here are all my thoughts about the gig. i've already posted a few thoughts such as how brilliant the audience were before taylor even came on, chanting her name and then screaming to high hell when appeared, and a few other things, but i've sort of decided to live post a bit in one post to be less annoying. so here is my terrible stream of consciousness, live from my bed and thanks to a total lack of sleep!

omg she's starting with me! yay!- i loved that she played this first. her first song released which is, at the end of the day, owned by her and it's so happy and cheery and it's such a positive start to this era. love it. also the video is unbeatable. suddenly thinking about benjamin. been distracted brb.

blank space - hell yeah after the last few weeks taylor's gonna play blank space! another great big fuck you to the media's opinion of her. god i love this song. she so smort. this song will never age because the media will always be this dumb. this is why taylor's timeless.

owh she's giving a speech about everyone already being the most supportive crowd. good work gang. that's what we were aiming for tonight.

ikywt - i felt it was really interesting she played ikywt, especially given that it's one of the few songs sc**ter changed on apple music. to me it felt like she was reminding everyone that it was HER song, no matter what he did with it. ooh a slightly funky ending! ooh taylor yeah mix it up!

'I wrote all of it'' YES TAYLOR! fucking tell em! we will never forget this. and i love that this is how she's dealing with it. cause she's right. tbh it's not like she needs the money from them and although i'm sure it fucking HURTS to a) be backstabbed by someone so close to her and b) have her musical children in the hands of someone else, she knows that in the world's eyes and in the fans' eyes and especially in her eyes the music is hers. and that's so important. we're not under any pretences that entire albums were ghostwritten like some singers do. we know that taylor's work is her own and so we accredit it to her. so i'm glad she's reminding everyone publicly again who wrote those somgs because she deserves to reiterate that no matter whose hands those songs are in...that she wrote them. good for you taylor.

love story yay!! - i cried during the intro lmao happens every time. and oh my god. there's a guy in the backwards cap during the first verse and he is so intensely singing the words and staring at taylor and it is amazing someone please find him. and oh my god PAUL SIDOTI YES BB show him the love he deserves.

"A little me and you time one on one on the guitar" YES PLEASE AND NEW YORK CITY HOOOOOLD UP WHAT YOU SAYING-

"I get inspired by lots of things in life, not just my own life but books and relationships between characters... but then there's being inspired by a place. That definitely happened to me when i spent a lot of time in new york city... this is the FIRST song that I wrote which was inspired by new york city" OK GUYS SHE HAD A MAJOR INFLECTION ON THE WORD "FIRST" I BET THERE'LL BE ANOTHER IN LOVER!!!!!!

ok side note i've just noticed yellow stars on the frets of taylor's guitar WHAT IS THE STAR THING?? so many easter eggs, so few brain cells.

AND YOU CAN WANT WHO YOU WANT BOYS AND BOYS GIRLS AND GIRLS yes taylor you show them that yntcd isnt queerbaiting you've been publicly supporting lgbtqa+ for yonks give them the receipts!! also this has got to be a shout out to the us womens soccer team. so cute. so deserving.

well that was bloody beautiful taylor. what a lovely version of that song. we have been blessed.

DELICATE 123 LGB!!! her face when everyone screamed it oh my god. she loves it. she fucking gets it. i love that amazon didn't censor it in time lmao, they weren't stan enough to know it was coming. i bet there was at least 1 swiftie working there keeping their mouth shut just so we could get an hq version of 123lgb lmao. brilliant.

also isn't delicate just so fucking good? ahhhhh the switch from acoustic to the backing track! love that. the kick into the 2nd verse is my favourite bit. great stuff.

STYLE. i s2g i hear the tiniest part of the beginning of the backing track and my whole body lights on fire. there really is no song like style. it is a pop masterpiece.

she's talking about lover!! - a love letter to love itself AHHHHHHHHHHHH!! love is complexity, struggle, pain, joy, hope... love is EQUALITY YEEEEEEEEET god she's such a good precious lil bean!!!! so much support for the queer community this era i am so here for it.

"would it be ok if for the first time ever we play yntcd live?" lmao taylor WHAT DO YOU THINK? hooooly shit. i love it.

ahh she's dancing! aha omg the little boxing motions taylor u geek. owh her lil choreography ugh, soft bean. MUST HAVE TAKEN ALL NIGHT lmaoooo her face. CAUSE SHADE NEVER MADE ANYBODY LESS GAY yes the crowd went IN! well done bbs. and omg why does amazon keep cutting to people standing there being miserable??? they've done it the whole show like what are these camera people doing?!?! maybe focus on people actually obviously having fun lmao. um also i see the beachballs in the background video... is that a wango tango reference? who knows maybe she's somehow made it another easter egg, incredible work.

last song?? noooo! but SHAKE IT OFF yes!! you literally feel the vibe in the room change. there's something about that song man. you literally cannot help but dance. god i wished i lived in nyc. for so many reasons. but also so i could have attended this. so much fun!!

LIARS AND DIRTY DIRTY CHEATS OF THE WORLD yes taylor fucking TELL THEM. these are your words!!! and you own them and you can apply them to whoever you want. because you are the rich man!! you are so strong and powerful and don't you forget it!

also whenever i see the shake it off rainbow confetti i just die. the love in that room.

oh she's going around holding everyone's hand!! TAYLOR!!!!!!

ok that was so much fun. now just 2 more days til july 13th 👀 and 4 days til my birthday, what a life we lead. hope you enjoyed my stream of connsciousness it probably reads terribly but i'm very excited and underslept. CONGRATS @taylorswift you KILLED it as usual!! @taylornation

#amazon prime concert #prime concert #taylor swift #taylornation #taylurking

[heso-tl-index]

“Winter’s Normie-Banning Festival!” Translation (All Stages)

Originally translated by current Mod Ichi of @hesokuri-wars!

PROLOGUE

Jyushimatsu: This is JULIET 14. 7:04 PM. The steep slope in front of the station and plaza. We’ve arrived to our destination. Over! Osomatsu: [Roger!] Karamatsu: [Roger!]

Jyushimatsu: We’ve confirmed our target. A single man. In casual wear. Choromatsu: Is he our target? He’s in casual clothes, so isn’t he probably meeting up with friends? Have you guaranteed our means of retreat? Jyushimatsu: We’ll just slide down this slope, turn the corner at the Chinese restaurant, and go to the park on the right 10 meters away. For you, Choromatsu-niisan, it shouldn’t even take you a minute. Choromatsu: Are there signs of any other normies? …What’s the approximate distance between us and the target? Jyushimatsu: We’re about 20 meters away from the plaza where he’s meeting up with people. There’s someone approaching him from the left. A girl. Choromatsu: Tch! A rendezvous? He’s definitely a normie. Jyushimatsu: There’s a wind coming from the right. She’s heading right for 2 minutes. I smell kombu (T/N: which is a type of kelp). She’s 20 meters away from the target. You’re less than 10 seconds away, Choromatsu-niisan. Choromatsu: Eh? Are you telling me to go? Jyushimatsu: … Choromatsu: Ehhhhh?! What? Your eyes are saying yes! What the hell… Geez.

STAGE 1 – Jingle All the NEET

Karamatsu: This is KING ∞. 7:15 PM. The Fujio Italian Restaurant. In front of the alley. We’ve arrived to our destination. Any additional reports? Todomatsu: You’re really going with that codename? With that costume and codename, and with you talking into that transceiver, it’s like you’re trying to pick up someone at a hostess bar. I can’t even look at you~! Osomatsu: [This is OSCAR 1. In front of the Western confectionery shop. Prepared for HQ. No follow-up reports from Jyushimatsu as of yet. How is it over there?] Karamatsu: The normies are steadily gathering with their reservations for the party. Over! Heh, how carefree…! They’re oblivious to their own fates… A jovial Christmas melody… Concealed by the darkness, the messengers of darkness… This is a premonition of tragedy…! Todomatsu: That would be us. Karamatsu: T-Todomaaaaaatsu?! Todomatsu: Eh? Karamatsu: Why! …Why would you… The heart of the matter… You’re scooping out the ice cream in such a carefree way in order to save it?! (T/N: it’s a metaphor. don’t think too hard about what he’s trying to say because even I, the translator, have given up on him.) Todomatsu: Eh? I could say the same about you, Karamatsu-niisan! Really, once you get all nervous, you start talking a lot~ If you suddenly lose your sense of reason, you’re going to lose your life right away, okay? We’re on the battlefield they call Christmas! So get a hold of yourself. Geez!

STAGE 2 – Normie Normie Bang Bang

Osomatsu: Ahhhhh. Another year has gone by. There are a lot of people here, but there aren’t any potential targets. Ichimatsu: It’s kind of peaceful. Osomatsu: You could say that HQ is the one place with the most leisure time, eh? Hehe~! Well, it’s Christmas, so it’s better than being holed up at home with nothing to do, huh? Ichimatsu: Yup. Usually, HQ isn’t a safe place, but we don’t have a chain of command, so it’s okay. Osomatsu: Yup, yup! Exactly~! Ichimatsu: There are a lot of people bringing their families along. Generally speaking, they’re definitely normies. Osomatsu: Well, yeah. They’re so transcendent, I don’t even feel any hostility towards them. Ichimatsu: What are we going to do about the cake this year? I wonder if Dad’s buying it. Osomatsu: Since he’s a family man, that means he and Mom are also normies… Or rather, the mere shadows of them? Ichimatsu: You could say that. Osomatsu: I see. Ahh~ I wonder if I’m able to get married someday? What about you, Ichimatsu? Do you think you want to get married? Ichimatsu: Well, it’d be nice if I could. I don’t have a partner though. Osomatsu-niisan, you’re not going to marry just anyone, right? Osomatsu: Yup. But it’s not like I’ve met anyone. If I had to wish for someone, I’d wish for Totoko-chan~! Todomatsu: [This is TANGO 6! Hey! Anyone there?!] Osomatsu: This is OSCAR 1! What’s up? Todomatsu: [Karamatsu-niisan is being questioned by the police!] Osomatsu: Ehhhhh?! What a pain in the ass. What should we do, Ichimatsu? Ichimatsu: Just leave it alone. Negative. Osomatsu: This is OSCAR 1, negative! Todomatsu: [Ehhhhhh?!]

STAGE 3 – The Ghost of Disappointment

Jyushimatsu: The targets are meeting up. There’s a wind coming from the right. I smell light soy sauce. Choromatsu: Gulp. Jyushimatsu: The two of them are talking about something. Are they going to the right? Or the left? Choromatsu: …There’s something I’ve been wondering about for a while, Jyushimatsu. Why do you keep reporting what you’re smelling? Jyushimatsu: Because it’s an important piece of information in order to avoid danger. Choromatsu: I see. …Hey! This is a nonchalant act of subliminal food terrorism against your compatriot, you know? Jyushimatsu: Ahaha. So you get it? Ah… The targets are moving. Choromatsu: Ah! I’m going then! Waitwaitwaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit just a second, damn it! Jyushimatsu: This is JULIET 14! 7:18 PM! Choromatsu-niisan is making contact with the normies! He’s…raising a Christmas treeeeeeeeee! …Actually, he just put it back in its original spot. Over! Osomatsu: [Eh~? This is OSCAR 1, understood! What’s the situation? Over!] Karamatsu: [This is KING ∞. I’m in the middle of talking seriously with a policeman! Over.] Todomatsu: [Stop communicating, Karamatsu-niisan!] Jyushimatsu: Karamatsu-niisan is ass-serious?! This is JULIET 14! Confirming! Over!

STAGE 4 – Inemurin (T/N: ok listen translating these stage titles is my least favorite thing ever because sometimes I look at them and I’m just like “what the fuck does that even mean.” this is one of those times.)

Todomatsu: Really, what are you doing?! It would’ve been better if you just said you were taking photos! If you just offered to take a picture together, you could’ve resolved everything smoothly, you know? Karamatsu: Ah, Todomatsu. Are you telling me I should flaunt my excessive manliness? …Why not. Once this cigar is finished burning, it’ll be my time! Heh! I’ll show them the violence of love and hate! Todomatsu: What are you even saying? That’s a cigar, isn’t it? It’s already completely burned out, so what are you thinking, standing around for?! Let me have that transceiver! (steal) Karamatsu: Ah! Eh?! T-Todomatsu?! Todomatsu: This is TANGO 6! 7:25 PM. Surprise attack secured. Geez, and Karamatsu-niisan is so scared, he’s completely useless! Over?! Osomatsu: [Eh~? This is OSCAR 1, understood!! Alright! Get them, Todomatsu! Bwahahahahahaha!] Karamatsu: …He’s laughing. Todomatsu: Why do you look so hurt?! Of course he is! Are you going?! Or not?! Karamatsu: Heh! …Obviously I’m going! Hmm?! I can’t just show you the climax of our play with only you here… brother!! Todomatsu: Hehe. So that’s it. Between me and Niisan, I wonder which one of us can become the darker messenger.

STAGE 5 – Home Deletion (T/N: The Japanese word they used was “アボーン / aboon” which sounds like “alone.” In other words, this title is a reference to Home Alone.)

Todomatsu: …Hehehe… Hahaha. Karamatsu: Todomatsu? …Are you okay? Todomatsu: Haaaah?! Am I okay?! How could I be okay?! It’s Christmas, you know?! It’s Christmas, yet I’m… It’s all because of all of you Shittymatsu-niisans that I’m going day by day unable to speak normally to one single girl, and you’re asking if I’m okay?! Karamatsu: Todomatsu… Todomatsu: I hate this… If you niisans weren’t here, I could’ve been on that side over there this year. I hate Christmas…! Humanity is separated into two sides, and I hate Christmas! Don’t you think so? Karamatsu: I do… I have yet to give up on my position in the caste. I have delusions of modest happiness as I drop the flowing skirt behind me… But Christmas… This side and that side…! An uncrossable river separates humanity into two parts! Ohh! God! Cruel Goddddd! Todomatsu: Shittymatsu-niisan. I’m crossing this uncrossable river. Um, I’m going into the Italian restaurant. Karamatsu: Oi!! Don’t be hasty, Todomatsu! Todomatsu: I… I’ll show you I can cross this river…! Karamatsu: Don’t go—! Todomaaaaatsu!! T-This is KING ∞! It’s Todomatsu! Todomatsu’s going to enemy territory by himself! I’m going to go after him! Over!

STAGE 6 – Die NEETs

Jyushimatsu: Something wrong? Choromatsu: Yeah… When I raised that tree, the couple back there looked like they remembered something. Apparently, they forgot to water their plants. Looks like they live together. Jyushimatsu: …I see. That’s good. I was afraid you got sucked into the virtues of your average citizen. Choromatsu: …Yeah. ……! Ah! Look over there, at 10 o’clock! Jyushimatsu: Ahhhhh! That’s…two people who look like they haven’t started dating yet!! Ugggghhhhhhhh! Choromatsu: Ugggggghhhhhhhhhh!! That forced skinship pisses me off! I hate it! I hate it! …I’ll send them flying. Jyushimatsu: …Choromatsu-niisan. Choromatsu: It won’t be a thud, it’ll be a straight-up bam! Jyushimatsu: Choromatsu-niisan! Choromatsu: Hah?! Jyushimatsu: Fight! Choromatsu: Alriiiiiiiight! Jyushimatsu: Fiiiiiiight!! Choromatsu: Alriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!! Jyushimatsu: Choromatsu-niisan is raising the Christmas tree—!! There’s a wind coming from the right! I smell katsuo-dashi (T/N: which is bonito stock)! Brandish thaaaaaaaat! Ah, he put it down again—! What a methodical gardener! He’s not throwing it! Choromatsu-niisan. He keeps on putting it back in place—! Choromatsu: Tch! … Jyushimatsu: What? Choromatsu: I didn’t have a reservation, so I couldn’t go into the restaurant. Jyushimatsu: Ah~ We’re hungry, we’re beyond reason, should we just start killing each other? Choromatsu: We are not our brothers. Jyushimatsu: I see!! How boring!! Choromatsu: If I were the leader of this whole thing, I wouldn’t have left out the possibility of reservations, you know? Isn’t this sudden? Isn’t this half-hearted? This classifies as an arrangement, huh? This sort of stuff is important! Right?!

STAGE 7 – Knee-High Weapon

Osomatsu: Hey, the thing is I’m starting to think that taking all of this so seriously is beginning to be a pain in the ass. Ichimatsu: Well, it should be better to put in some effort while we have the chance. Osomatsu: You speak wisely! Ichimatsu: Cherry Osomatsu. You must believe. If so, you will be saved. (T/N: reference to episode 3.5 aka jealous god ichi) Osomatsu: I feel like the sect just changed around here. Ichimatsu: Look. It’s Christmas. Osomatsu: …Eh? Is that person calling us? Ichimatsu: That’s the person who just bought a cake in front of the shop over there. Do you know them? Osomatsu: No? …Eh? They’re saying that they don’t need the cake they just bought anymore, so they’re giving it to us… Ichimatsu: … Osomatsu: … Ichimatsu: …What kind of situation are you in where you don’t need a cake anymore?! Osomatsu: What the hell kind of situation is that?! I’m curious about the reasons!! Karamatsu: [This is KING ∞! We need a combat medic!! A combat mediiiiiiic!!] Osomatsu: This is OSCAR 1!! Shut up!! HQ is busy!! It’s an emergency!! Right, Ichimatsu-kun?! How do you not need a cake that you bought anymore?! Ichimatsu: I-I don’t know! Anyway, I think we’re worrying too much about this, our jealousy towards the normies and our hunger are all disappearing! Osomatsu: Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh! This bothers meeeeeeeeeeee! Ichimatsu: Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh! This bothers meeeeeeeeeeee!

STAGE 8 – NEET Man Returns

Jyushimatsu: Could those two possibly…fall to this side? Choromatsu: That moment when those normies become un-normified… I wonder if we could see that with our very own eyes. Doesn’t it make you a little nervous? …Gulp. Jyushimatsu: Oden… Gulp. Choromatsu: Ehhhh? …Oh. That’s Chibita’s stall over there. This was what you said you were smelling, right, Jyushimatsu? Jyushimatsu: …Ah. Those two… They’re talking about eating oden since they’re here at the stall. Choromatsu: Oden for Christmas! How is that even remotely Christmassy?! It looks like the girl is okay with it… Jyushimatsu: … Choromatsu: … Jyushimatsu: Now they’re sitting at the oden stall. Choromatsu: …Yeah. Jyushimatsu: There seems to be a delicate gap between them. Choromatsu: So they’re still hesitant about their relationship. Jyushimatsu: Ah! More and more customers are showing up… They’re all cramped together now. Choromatsu: Gulp. Jyushimatsu: …Their shoulders… Choromatsu: Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! I’m jealous! I’m so jealousssssss!! Jyushimatsu: He’s raising the Christmas tree—! He’s brandishing it—! Will he throw it? Choromatsu: I’m envious!! Jyushimatsu: Will he throw it—?! Choromatsu: I hate Christmas! I hate oden! How could you eat hot, delicious oden with your arms around each other’s shoulders at an oden stall on Christmas?! It’s almost like it’s real! That’s not even real happinessssssss! Goddammit… Sigh. Jyushimatsu: Are you not going to throw it? Choromatsu: Nope. I have a feeling we’re not going to win. I’m going to pretend that I didn’t see anything. We didn’t see anything, okay, Jyushimatsu? Jyushimatsu: Okay. (rustling) This is JUICY 14! There was a misrecognition! All green! Zero targets! Choromatsu: Gulp. JUICY… Did your code name just change? Is it because you’re hungry?! Karamatsu: [Th-This is KING ∞! We need a combat medic! A combat medic!! It’s Todomatsu!] Choromatsu: Another problem on Karamatsu’s side?! What are they even doing? Jyushimatsu: I think something happened with Totty? We have to go!! Choromatsu-niisan! Tottyyyyyy!!

STAGE 9 – Concealed Winning Hand Night (T/N: ??? yeah idk they use the word “pinfutsumo / ピンフツモ” here which is a mahjong term but I don’t get mahjong so idk if “concealed winning hand” is right or not)

Todomatsu: Haaaaaaaah?! Santa Claus?! Christmas?! Karamatsu: Todomatsu! Todomatsu! Are you okay?! Shit! Th-This is KING ∞! We need a combat medic! A combat medic!! It’s Todomatsu!] Jyushimatsu: Karamatsu-niisan! Totty?! What’s wrong? Did something happen?! Karamatsu: Jyushimatsu!! That Todomatsu…! He went to do a surprise attack at the enemy’s central base by himself… Choromatsu: We’re not a rescue party, are we?! We’re special forces, okay? Eh? …Or are we both? Jyushimatsu: Ah… Totty’s saying something… Eh? A Santa in a miniskirt? Choromatsu: …What…? Karamatsu: …What did you…? Jyushimatsu: …There are a lot? Ehhhhhhh?! Santas in miniskirts? And there are a lot of them?! This is bad! Hello?! Osomatsu-niisan?! Totty says that there a lot of Santas in miniskirts! Choromatsu: Jyushimatsu’s forgotten the setting here and is talking like he’s on the phone. Osomatsu: Where?! Where where where? Miniskirt Santas—?!? Choromatsu: Huh?! That was quick! So you were really close by this whole time! Ichimatsu: This transceiver is a prize toy in the lottery. It only works at a maximum radius of 30 meters anyway. So, about these miniskirt Santas… Where are they? Karamatsu: Did you see anything at the enemy’s base, Todomatsu?! Are there a lot? Are they real?! Is it a trap?! Todomatsu: Ah… There are people sitting on the terrace of the Italian restaurant over there… “Would all of you like to join us?” …is what they said. They’re all girls dressed as Santas in miniskirts… This is strange. It’s like a late-night show studio… It’s our dream world… It feels so easy to just…join this circle of college students… Choromatsu: Are they people easily sucked into the good mood? Osomatsu: What do we do? Karamatsu: Heh. If we withdraw now, our statuses as men become useless. We should join them, brothers! We’re equipped, too…! Osomatsu: But Todomatsu… Isn’t it dangerous? Jyushimatsu: Ahhhhh?! RPG—!! Everyone!! Let’s ambush—! Choromatsu: Ehhhhhh?! With an anti-tank rocket cannon?! Where?! Where is this coming from?! Ichimatsu: You’ve got it all wrong. It’s an acronym for Riajuu Patsukin Gyaru. (T/N: riajuu = normie, patsukin = blond-haired, gyaru = woman adhering to a fashion trend usually marked by brown or blond-dyed hair, gaudy clothes and accessories.) Choromatsu: How are you able to understand that?! Can’t we just speak normally? Karamatsu: Heh. I was certain that the policeman had banned this dangerous cool guy… Choromatsu: Eh? This dangerous mussel? Ah, geez! Let’s just go! I want to eat something! We’re going, Todomatsu. (T/N: karamatsu says “cool guy” in english, which in japanese, is pronounced “kuuru gai,” and choromatsu mishears it as “muuru gai,” which means moule aka a mussel.)

STAGE 10 – The Lazy Jobless Century

Choromatsu: Gyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh! Jyushimatsu: Ah—?! Choromatsu-niisan! He threw the Christmas tree!! He threw it!! He pitches in 3 consecutive games—!! Choromatsu: I won’t forgive youuuuuuuuu!! You! Todomatsu! Why did you have to sit next to a girl?! Clench your teeth—! (beep) and (beep) you—! Go (beep) and (beep)yourself! (beep)! Asshole! Todomatsu: Oh, will you just shut up?! It’s like you’re some kind of demon sergeant! God! Isn’t it fine? You said that I could sit next to her, didn’t you? Osomatsu: Do you think we could ever forgive this world? All the girls here are miniskirt Santas, aren’t they? Ichimatsu: You can throw that possibility out. This is hard to forgive. Osomatsu: Alright! Prepare yourselves! Pull the string, Ichimatsu! Ichimatsu: Got it. (baaaaaaaang!) Todomatsu: Ah! Everyone’s taken aback by the sound… They’re hugging each other…?! Osomatsu: Ahhhhhhh—Karamatsu! He leaps from his crouching start into a fierce dash! And he body slams the normies!! Jyushimatsu: Redout! Redout! Tears of blood are spurting out from Karamatsu-niisan’s eyes—!! Choromatsu: We’re still on earth, aren’t we?! Why does the gravity feel like it’s coming at us at the speed of sound?! Ichimatsu: …This is the Normie G. It’s the severe gravity coming in the form of the normies’ happiness… Osomatsu: Ahhhh! Ichimatsu! Your eyes… A weird beam is coming from them! Ichimatsu: Ehhhh! Something’s coming out? Something’s coming out?! Wah! Uwah! My eyes—! Weird beeeeeeeeeam!! Jyushimatsu: You were looking at the normies for too long. It’s the beam of darkness that’s helping us preserve the equilibrium! Choromatsu: What the hell kind of nature is that?! …Ah! Wait! What time is it now?! Todomatsu: Ah—! It’s almost 10:30?! Karamatsu: Heh, so that time has come already… It seems that we’ve gotten a little carried away with our game. Jyushimatsu: The bathhouse is going to close!! Osomatsu: Everyone—!! Disarm—! Choromatsu: Thank you! Jyushimatsu: Thank you for the meal—! Ichimatsu: Many thanks. Todomatsu: Good night! Karamatsu: Heh, ladies. Non non. The injuries that you’ve given me are fine… Come on now, it’s Christmas. Jyushimatsu: Ichimatsu-niisan, are you okay? If beams come out of your eyes at the bathhouse, it’s going to become the bathhouse of darkness! Ichimatsu: Don’t worry, it’s like stew. Once I’m warmed up, I’ll be back to normal. Ah… We have a cake. Let’s give it to Mom as a souvenir. Jyushimatsu: Where’d you get this cake? Osomatsu: We got it from this person who bought it but didn’t need it anymore. Right, Ichimatsu? Choromatsu: Ehhhhh? The hell is that?! I’m so concerned about the reasons for that, my ass hair is on fire! Todomatsu: And you just got it?! Could that person have been the real Santa Claus? Ichimatsu: Probably. Jyushimatsu: Ah—! I get it—! I see—! So there are Santas around town, too! I haven’t caught all of them yet! Then I’ll be asking him for my niisans’ presents, too!! Todomatsu: Eh? “All of them”? And what do you mean when you say you’re going to ask? Karamatsu: We swooped down on Christmas, with wings targeted by Cupid… Heh, Merry… Christmas!!

#hesokuri wars #event translation #osomatsu-san #osomatsu san

[vardasvapors]

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   can you think of any specific cool and innovative balrog pics you want to share?    

Ahhhhh oh no I have not tagged well enough for this but...

http://isozyme.tumblr.com/post/159509902789/fingon-at-the-nirnaeth

http://kirjoart.tumblr.com/post/150038062983/glorfindel-and-the-balrog

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http://egelantier.tumblr.com/post/85739410808/my-childhood-russian-edition-of-lord-of-the-rings (4th image in set)

#garden-ghoul #athrabething

[verdigrisprowl]

Lost Light Stream - Transformers Prime 53-56

Prowl tried to help with the bargain thing Rodimus asked him about a month ago. He decided he wasn’t going to make progress.

Soundwave danced at DDR. It was the most important thing to happen tonight, and perhaps in all Lost Light Stream history.

Welcome to the 'lostlightstream' room. Smokescreen: Delete that! Airachnid: Make me. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Shockbox: [[Unclear. We will see.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: //Not bad. Got to crunch up some rubble back home. Had me a damn good day.// Smokescreen: Don't make me go over there, Spidey. Timeline: they are gonna wonder around now looking up at everyone CptRodimus: *chuckles* The simple thing right? Airachnid: And what are you going to do about it? Airachnid: Cry again? Shockbox: *Hm. He pings an okay. The other is probably busy.* Whirl: Hey, she's on MY couch. If you come over here and start something, I WILL end it, Smokescreen. CptRodimus: We waiting on anyone else? Ima start Smokescreen: Spidey- you wanna fight? I'll fight you later- Airachnid: Fine. Smokescreen: I won't fight her now, but you can't stop me once I'm out of here. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ain't nothin' like it for when ya gotta work off anger.// ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He is ready when the others are.]] Whirl: I don't care what you two do when you're out of here. Fight, or play tiddly-winks, or do a tango, for all I care. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((sorry if i'm slow, i'm eating dinner and typing lmao)) Smokescreen: And spidey- you win, you can torture. Bruin: *lots of footsteps, woops they were almost late* Whirl: ((Rodimus we watched these last week)) ItsyBitsySpyers: {{It Bruin bot!}} Zoooom. Smokescreen: GEE KNOCK OUT HOW LONG WERE YOU THERE Whirl: ((we did Inside Job through darkest Hour)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((wait yeah we're on S3E1)) Whirl: ((we're on season 3 episode 1!)) CptRodimus: ((rodimus wasnt there >_> he wouldnt know >_> ItsyBitsySpyers: ((OH)) ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Ah. Rodimus, we covered this set.]] Airachnid: Oh but I think I already won. CptRodimus: ...? Smokescreen: waitwaitwait-- can we get to the part where I'm in the sky? Smokescreen: You haven't won! Smokescreen: ...... Shockbox: *is allowing the others to take care of this episode mishap.* Whirl: ((i'll let y'all sort it out, gotta finish up dinner)) Timeline: Timeline is watching with wide optics "what was that? CptRodimus: I swear I havnt shown them its a playlist Smokescreen: geez they really like showing my insides, huh? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[At Dancitron, last week. He thought you might have captain's business keeping you.]] Airachnid: Whatever you say Smokescreen, whatever you say. CptRodimus: You just---- Smokescreen: You haven't won anything, Starscream. CptRodimus: THis one too? Airachnid: Yes. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Yes. Through to after the base was destroyed.]] Smokescreen: Still- I learned something valuable from that! /He's going to turn on his phase shifter and pull out a cube of high grade from his chest./ Timeline: horrifide internal screaming Airachnid: [she's not even going to pass a glace anymore] CptRodimus: ? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[This one and the one following. You are looking for the tape he labeled... hmm]] Bruin: *yay, there's a free shoulder for lazerbeak* Timeline: "WHAT WAS THAT THING HE DID" -they are pointing at smokescreen- ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Darkmount, NV]] Smokescreen: .... Smokescreen: oh primus I remember what's coming up Airachnid: :3c Whirl: *peels up the corner of his cube and huffs it softly, trying to get a scent& CptRodimus: *grumbling to himself* CptRodimus: This one?@ ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Ah, yes. Thank you.]] Smokescreen: .......... ItsyBitsySpyers: [[By the way, your lap ornament has trouble with this set.]] Timeline: "oh that doesn't look nice" ItsyBitsySpyers: [[So you are aware.]] Windchill: *APPEARS* Whirl: *swivels his helm around as soon as Windcill walks in. It's just you and the spider lady tonight* Smokescreen: ... CptRodimus: Mechs tend to with base destruction Smokescreen: poor wheeljack.... FakeProwl: *arrives, belatedly* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Nods to Prowl. Couch?* Shockbox: (( oh that megatron, he's a fine guy. )) Shockbox: (( you could say he's)) Shockbox: (( armless )) Whirl: Okay, I got two questions. First of all--*holds up his cube and looks at Soundwave* What is this? And second of all... where's Frenzy? FakeProwl: *who else is on the couch* Quark: One arm Megatron ItsyBitsySpyers: *Just him.* Windchill: *He's going to sit down while all of this docudrama happens, k* FakeProwl: *then he'll take it* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Quark is also here though.* Smokescreen: HA they sure fragged up at all that- ItsyBitsySpyers: ((which i wasn't sure of because they were so quiet omg i'm sorry)) Timeline: *horrifide face at the screen* FakeProwl: *prowl checked his usual couches and failed to check the rest of the room. what looked like Optimus's corpse distracted him* Whirl: *scoots to make room for Windchill's HUMONGOUS BUTT* FakeProwl: *that's an interesting start* Windchill: *SITS HIS GINORMOUS BUTT DOWN* Smokescreen: .... Windchill: I see you kept it warm for me, thanks. Airachnid: [she's just watching Smokescreen's reaction to all this] Whirl: Of couse. *shifts position and very delicately props his feet up on Windchill* Feel free to make use of my footstool, by the way. *to Airachnid* Timeline: "what is this?1?!" Smokescreen: /He's just starting to curl up already./ ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Frenzy is busy working and that is Praxus Pucker-Up.]] CptRodimus: *pat pat* Airachnid: [she barely heard him at first] I'll keep it in mind Whirl. Shockwave: ((SPRINTS IN AND SLIDES INTO HOME BASE)) Shockwave: ((DID I MISS HIM DID I MISS MY SON)) Whirl: ((SAFE)) Whirl: ((not yet we just started)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //Boss, we gotta get some of these.// ItsyBitsySpyers: [[No.]] Shockwave changed their nickname to Txen. CptRodimus: WHat is what? Windchill: (( Making some elixir of life brb )) Quark: *Walks in and sits down in a near by chair Smokescreen: ........ Txen: ((okay i'm gonna be Txen tonight so i dont have to fuss about switching for 4 people)) Timeline: "that looks like that time I tried to space bridge a flower" Shockbox: ((ahhhhh, you brought the preds today? )) Whirl: *tentatively takes a sip; I'm guessing this is a very sour drink?* Hmm. Tangy. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Massive fusion cannons.]] Whirl: Ugh, he's got a THRONE. What a loser. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((very acid-burn, very sour)) Smokescreen: megatron stop calling that number Whirl: ((ROGER. So translated into whirl's weak sense of taste... QUITE TANGY)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((lol)) Smokescreen: It's a pretty comfy throne, at least, but... Airachnid: That lie was almost believeable. Whirl: Anyone who loses it enough to plop themselves on a throne is due for termination, in my opinion. That's a good sign someone's gone mad with power. FakeProwl: I wouldn't trust him if he told me my own name with that tone of voice. Txen: ((ok when is most dramatic to come in late lululul)) Whirl: *takes another, long sip* This stuff ain't half bad. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Amused bob* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((with your boy, of course)) Whirl: *SNRKS at Prowl* Txen: ((wish i could remember when that is exactly but yeeeeeeeeee)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((the end)) Smokescreen: .... A literally low profile for me FakeProwl: *oh. EXTREMELY belatedly—* Whirl: ((fowler <3 <3 <3)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble stretches out on the couch. If Rodimus' knee is still available, he's using that as a foot rest. If not, he's kicking Smokescreen's leg* FakeProwl: @Rodimus *comm ping* Timeline: -looks up at Rodimus- "An exploding space bridge is a pretty thing to see but after it messy" Whirl: *GOO,D, Rumble. You've been taught well* Smokescreen: /He's still curled up and is trying to ignore the kicking there/ Txen: (("did the trick" aka sold toys)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave shakes his helm. He STILL cannot believe the Vehicon did not think past paint jobs.* Airachnid: [she's still watching Smokescreen] FakeProwl: ((ultra Hasbro marketing technique: "but it's not safe enough. we should change your paint twice a week just to be completely safe.")) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((DON'T GIVE THEM IDEAS)) Smokescreen: /He's not crying yet, though. Sorry, Spidey./ Airachnid: [she can wait, she's a patient arachnicon] Smokescreen: Primus, everyone was going through so much... Windchill: (( Wheeljack, always the damsel in distress. )) CptRodimus: *spoiler flickers* CptRodimus: You never asked them? Windchill: He looks awful. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Heh heh. Yeah, sure. That's some plan he's makin'.// Smokescreen: I didn't really want to tell 'em about what was going on for me then-- Smokescreen: And I mean- I heard bits and pieces, but not thwe whole story. Smokescreen: ....... /Hearing Optimus does get him crying./ ItsyBitsySpyers: ((the one thing that bothered me about this asspull explanation-- ItsyBitsySpyers: ((if he had the phase shifter, he could have had everyone touch him and they would've survived the base explosion)) Txen: ((~asspulls~)) Windchill: (PFFFFT )) Smokescreen: ((I figure smokescreen just didn't think of that)) FakeProwl: ((smokescreen has to be a special snowflake alone or not at all)) Airachnid: [chinhands at Smokescreen] FakeProwl: ((so sayeth the writers)) ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Yes. yes it could.]] Txen: ((*shakes fist at writers*)) Shockbox: (( smh. )) Smokescreen: /Trying to turn away from Airachnid there- uggh/ Shockbox: (( BIRB. )) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Laserbeak remembers this now. She abandons Bruin and tries to worm her way behind Soundwave's back to dock* Txen: ((deploy the cute baby)) boomtank: ((is here now, hai Smokescreen: GOOD JOB JACK YOU RUINED EVERYTHING ItsyBitsySpyers: *He leans forward to give her room to do so before sitting back again* Bruin: *oh bye birb* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Buzzsaw will take her place though* Windchill: *Sighs* FakeProwl: *Prowl thinks he knows how this is going to end for Laserbeak* Airachnid: That's what you get for texting your mother. boomtank: -wanders in a bit late- Windchill: How dare he. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Greetings, Blaster.]] CptRodimus: *waves at blaster* Smokescreen: But-- he could've gotten hurt! And he could've gotten Arcee hurt! Bruin: *and hellooo buzzsaw* boomtank: Hello, Soundwave -and waves back at Rodimus- Whirl: *no real expression on his faceless visage; he just seems to be enjoying his drink* Txen: ((gratuitous slomo)) Airachnid: Why don't you talk to your human friend about that? He IS alive in your universe isn't he? Smokescreen: He is-- I just-- I haven't talked to anyone back on Earth in a while. Smokescreen: Don't really want to tell them about Cybertron and how-- you know. boomtank: ...oh Airachnid: Or you'll start crying again? FakeProwl: *murmurs* Are my audials deceiving me, or is Smokescreen criticizing thoughtless recklessness? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[They do not.]] CptRodimus: BOOM Whirl: HA! Smokescreen: ... Whirl: Nice, ItsyBitsySpyers: *Muffled whirring from behind him. He reaches a feeler behind himself and taps his back* Airachnid: [LAUGHS] Windchill: Obvious. Smokescreen: Airachnid, can you go jump in a scraplet pit CptRodimus: Awesome FakeProwl: Hmm. Imagine that. Whirl: Oh, dang, Laserbeak. Arcee a little to spicy for ya? *sly sidelong look* Bruin: * aw heck not again, sympathetic rumbling noises* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Long, long stare at Whirl.* Whirl: *is he supposed to feel bad for ribbing Laserbeak* Smokescreen: HA Knock Out- really? Txen: ((MY BOY)) Smokescreen: soundwave put those away Whirl: *because he doesn't. It's not like Laserbeak is DEAD* Airachnid: :3c ItsyBitsySpyers: *He may feel whatever he wants. Soundwave will think what he wants.* Smokescreen: why does it have to show those feelers like that Smokescreen: why does this show do that ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Because he was inspecting his deployer.]] boomtank: ...? Windchill: It's history you boob Smokescreen: I know it's history! But does it have to show the feelers like that Smokescreen: BOOB Bruin: *OH FRAG* Shockbox: *he sits up straighter. * Whirl: *surely he expects this sort of cavalier attitude towards violence and injury by now* Windchill: (( Finally my thirst can be quenched. )) Txen: *an unfamiliar figure temporarily fills the doorway. Predaking strides in, flanked by Darksteel and Skylynx. A few seconds later, Shockwave follows, finishing out the little 'royal retinue'* Whirl: Oh, hey! Look who it is, boomtank: -NOPE- Shockbox: *of course his alternate survived, and- oh! speak of the devil.* CptRodimus: Its your all purple people eater ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage temporarily leaps onto Prowl's lap to keep from being squashed by the Predacons as they pass* Smokescreen: :O /Waving at the predacons!!/ Airachnid: [glaring at all of the newfound company] Quark: Wep the table just tilt over to the cons even more Shockbox: *how impeccable, his timing.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *He then hops off again as soon as Soundwave reminds him not to do that.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Greetings, Shockwave.]] Whirl: *blinks and immediately looks at Darksteel; Whirl sits up a little straighter, looking as if he's about to say something... but subsides. That's not the Darksteel he knows* FakeProwl: ((lsdkfjlj. every time i haven't seen shockwave in a while i forget that he doesn't sound like G1 shockwave.)) Whirl: *or, knew* Windchill: *What the heck just walked in?* CptRodimus: Failed to accurrtly hit anything you mean Shocky. Txen: *a coincidence, of course. still, fitting.* FakeProwl: ... Excuse you. *a little warning would have been nice.* Smokescreen: PFFF-- /Offering his servo for a high five for Rodimus/ Shockbox: *he's very distracted by the display, but he pings a greeting over to his alternate.* Windchill: (( Until, one day. )) Shockbox: *he is alone on the wave couch today.* Whirl: *he looks over the others curiously, but returns his attention to the screen, somewhat disappointed* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage dips his helm. That's the best he's got.* Windchill: (( I made contact with Megatron. )) Smokescreen: ... Shockwave sounds almost sad there FakeProwl: *he'll pretend that was an apology.* Whirl: Oh, PLEASE tell me you HIT him, Shockwave. Txen: *Shockwave nods in return to the greetings and ignores the attempts to tease him for his aim* Windchill: It kind of happens when people think you're dead, no big deal. CptRodimus: Dude got left behind, it sucks. boomtank: ((and how many Shockwaves are in the room? Shockbox: (( two. )) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((two)) Smokescreen: I know it does-- boomtank: ((two too many for Blaster ItsyBitsySpyers: //You been left behind, mech?// Whirl: Damn. Missed opportunity. Shockbox: (( his little antennae twitches kill me every time. )) Shockbox: (( excuse me, i need to fan myself. )) Smokescreen: HAH I am so glad for Knock Out existing Smokescreen: just take some of the corn right there Txen: *Predaking scans the room for the open couch most resembling a throne and eases into a seat. DS and Lynx are sniffing curiously. they're all kind of skeptical about this 'spacecraft' thing* Windchill: That would be stealing, Smokes. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He did not know when to stop toying with Starscream.]] Smokescreen: but he needs to eat Windchill: Not that badly, apparently. boomtank: .... Quark: ...........When did we get a Predacon? Whirl: There's only one time to stop toying with Starscream: when you're ready to snuff him. FakeProwl: *maybe this time. trying again.* FakeProwl: *comm ping @Rodimus?* Smokescreen: cryptid ratchet CptRodimus: *ping response* Windchill: It's Sasquatch. Smokescreen: he's even in the bigfoot pose Whirl: ((PFFT)) Whirl: Ratsquatch. Txen: Skylynx: *snorts at Quark* One? Try three. agoodidstraction: what did I miss? Smokescreen: ratchet's a cryptid Windchill: That sounds even worse. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Ah, yes. This.]] Airachnid: You being tortured. Whirl: YOU. Shockbox: *Oh Starscream. So petty.* agoodidstraction: oh good Whirl: *sits up and points at Wheeljack* I got WORDS for you, mech. agoodidstraction: What? Smokescreen: ..... Airachnid: [cackles] Whirl: What the hell was in that cy-gar you gave me> Windchill: ... ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He did see it. That's why he refreshed it.]] Smokescreen: soundwave did you refresh the page there while starwasnt looking Whirl: Last week, I mean. Smokescreen: AHA ItsyBitsySpyers: *NOBODY HEARD THAT* agoodidstraction: Silver, mercury, maybe some other scrap Txen: *Predaking cracks a smirk at Starscreams misfortune* FakeProwl: ... Why would you sabotage Starscream? CptRodimus: @Prowl ::Sup?:: FakeProwl: *he's sitting right here, he heard it* Airachnid: Because why not? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Because he had already defected.]] Shockbox: (( 'because *** starscream' can be a very adequate reason. )) Whirl: It was a drug, wasn't it? It wasn' a NORMAL cy-gar at all. *narrows his optic* You slipped me something! Smokescreen: New drinking game: Take a drink every time Starscream is embarrassing agoodidstraction: Oh great I'm here for this scrap Airachnid: I think we would die if we did that. Bruin: *preemptive exit* boomtank: -once again, NOPE- agoodidstraction: HA FakeProwl: @Rodimus «I apologize for the belated reply. But—what was up with that matter you commed me about? Trading innermost energon for something?» Shockbox: *still rather curious about the path.* Smokescreen: shockwave is actually pretty agoodidstraction: And yeah, Whirl, I thought ya wanted to party FakeProwl: *he's had a busy month* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Appears to have successfully distracted from his vow by mentioning his betrayal. Is pleased* Bruin: *wait. nevermind he didnt even mannage tto get up* Shockbox: *gives smokescreen a look.* Whirl: *eyes Wheeljack warily for a few moments* If you pull something like that on me again, I will gut you. boomtank: -Nope. Nopenopenope, out the door he goes- agoodidstraction: You didn't wanna be high? Shockbox: *it doesn't communicate anything, but it's a look. * Windchill: That smelter is shaped like Whirl: *snip snips a claw* Got it? None of that slag. Ever. Windchill: A BUTT Txen: *cant find what isnt there. unfortunately, wheeljacks mind is exceptionally empty* agoodidstraction: Frag yeah Airachnid: [she'll look forward to that, doesn't blame Whirl for being upset] agoodidstraction: *hey frag u* FakeProwl: At what point did you defect? CptRodimus: @Prowl ::That was--- hella long ago. It's too late now all fragged up.:: Windchill: Do none of these know how to dogfight? Windchill: I'm dissapointed. Whirl: *Whirl should know better than to accept cy-gars from the likes of Wheeljack* Booze though... you can slip me all the booze you like. *relents* Whirl: Of course they don't. They JETS. Whirl: Sadly inferior fliers. FakeProwl: @Rodimus «I'd still like to know what it was about.» agoodidstraction: Alright, then let's do shots. Smokescreen: uh huh, sure starry Whirl: No offense. *nudges Windchill* Smokescreen: /Drink drink drink/ Windchill: We're not usually THAT pitiful. Windchill: That was just obscene. Whirl: Compared to any chopper with his salt, you are. Smokescreen: I'd say drink every time I was embarrassing, but we'd also die with that Windchill: Maybe, but that's not my point. boomtank: -is the heights scene over?- Windchill: Can we compare them to other jets for a second? Windchill: It makes them look even worse. Txen: *Shockwave goes to sit next to Soundwave as always. DS and Lynx spend a minute elbowing each other in excitement before going to help themselves to one of everything from the snack table* Windchill: I don't expect they were even trained. Smokescreen: ..... Shockbox: *you sure about sitting next to soundwave. soundwave isn't on the wave couch.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[After the Omega Lock. When both sides finished destroying Cybertron.]] Shockbox: *and prowl is with him. * Txen: *...isnt he?* Whirl: Of course they weren't--these 'Cons treated their drone warriors like scrap. You think hey'd bother TRAINING THEM? Pfft. Txen: *prowl means nothing and may as well not exist* Whirl: ((also can I say... JEFFREY.... COMBS!!!!)) Smokescreen: ....... Windchill: Depends on who's in charge and when. Windchill: (( ALWAYS. )) Shockbox: *eh, true. but as far as i know, i'm sitting alone.* Whirl: I mean, specifically, the command structure we see HERE. On these documentaries. Whirl: Megatron and his cronies. Smokescreen: Is it that wrong to give up fighting like that? agoodidstraction: Whirl. I'm buyin' drinks. Smokescreen: ................ ItsyBitsySpyers: [[They did not know yet. He coud not tell them. We were... trying to determine what to do.]] Windchill: No argument there. CptRodimus: @Prowl ::Doesn't matter now.  Chance is all burned out.:: Windchill: *He's seen the evidence.* Whirl: ... *looks to Wheeljack* If you feel like sliding one my way, I won't say no. Txen: *apparently latecomers dont get the best seats in the house* agoodidstraction: Any special orders? Whirl: Ravage gave me this really good one, though. *waves an atomically sour/acidic drink in the air. Whirl loves it, of course* It's no gaugebuster but it's really tangy. boomtank: -peers back in- ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i thought the wave couch and slendy's couch were the same thing...)) Whirl: Oh, a gaugebuster, definitely. If you can get your hands on one. Windchill: They wiped out as many seekers as they could, so nobody was left who knew how to do anything, or even cared. In terms of aerial troops, I mean. Whirl: *TWO flavors?? IN ONE DAY? THAT'D BE AMAZING* Txen: ((it was only wave couch once there were three waves on it haha)) agoodidstraction: You got it. FakeProwl: @Rodimus «That isn't what I asked, but fine.» Smokescreen: theyre so close I'm so happy for them aaaaaaa?? Whirl: ((true love, bulkhead)) Whirl: ((true love)) Shockbox: (( eh, i don't even know anymore. i know i said  i was sitting in my usual spot, and you later went on to say that only quark was sitting with you when prowl wanted to join.* Shockbox: *)) Shockbox: (( so i presumed you weren't on the usual couch. )) FakeProwl: ((schrodinger's wave couch.)) FakeProwl: ((they both are and aren't on the same couch until txen shows up to ask)) Smokescreen: I can't believe Megatron had all the fliers painted in Starscream's colors Txen: ((how long it is grows with every new person to sit on it)) Smokescreen: ... probably after that thing with me ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i thought you meant your boy took his spot near the front of the room again, and i meant quark was in the room, not on his couch lol)) Whirl: I chalk THIS up to incompetent leadership. *gestures to the screen* When you outnumber the 'Bots so, so ridiculously HEAVILY, and you STILL get shown up, I'd say that the deficiency is in quality, not ItsyBitsySpyers: ((the couch is just soundwave's feelers supporting people)) agoodidstraction: *sits by Whirl and pushes over a drink* Bottom's up. Whirl: quantity. But, I'm just calling it as I see it here. Txen: ((ok so shockwave IS sitting in his spot. yes? yes.)) CptRodimus: Why are they throwing f listers at them? Smokescreen: Wheeljack-- can I have a drink, too? Windchill: Well, to be fair. Airachnid: [cackles] agoodidstraction: Come on over, kid. Txen: ((gay)) Whirl: *if Wheeljack wants to sit near Whirl, he'll have to wiggle in between either Airachnid or Windchill* Windchill: You have to be incompetent to systematically destroy your only tactical advantage to begin with, Smokescreen: But Rodimus is a comfy seat Airachnid: [she's not moving] Shockbox: (( yes, let's go with that. and let's solidify the fact that my usual spot is on the wave couch. )) Whirl: Agreed. Thanks, 'Jack. *he will take this drink in the other claw; is this the Gaugebuster of legend? Or a special brew?* Airachnid: [she loves that little smile of Ratchet's] Smokescreen: I miss Ratchet too now and everyone and Airachnid: [so precious] Shockbox: *he greets his alternate when he joins the couch.* agoodidstraction: *he'll just hang around then* CptRodimus: Ratchet is such a Tsudere. agoodidstraction: That's your Gaugebuster, mech. Smokescreen: A what now ItsyBitsySpyers: [[We barely had anyone else to throw at them, Rodimus.]] Txen: *DS perks and stops stacking his plate comically high to look at Whirl* Did somebody say 'Gaugebuster'? agoodidstraction: auuuugh ItsyBitsySpyers: //This fragger, I swear to fraggin Primus...// Smokescreen: ULTAR MGNUSA ItsyBitsySpyers: //Hey! It's me!// boomtank: Magnus boomtank: Is he as strict as the one from my timeline? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[You have no idea.]] Whirl: *hoists his second cube up to toast Darksteel* You know it, mech! Smokescreen: babyking Whirl: *bottoms up; Whirl takes a long pull. He speaks while he's drinking* This is the good stuff. agoodidstraction: Did a lot of timelines have predacons? Shockbox: *Oh, right, shockbox doesn't even know who the predacons are.* Whirl: I dunno if we do. Whirl: Aside from Razorclaw's boys. Smokescreen: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABYKING Airachnid: Mine had them, but they were not brought back to life by Shockwave. boomtank: Not mine, thankfully Whirl: ((The Baby)) boomtank: Because a class like that would...uh...no. Txen: ((dem claws on shocky tho)) Smokescreen: i wanna pet him Whirl: Oh, hey! *swivels around and nods towards Predaking* It's you! Smokescreen: ... /wait frag predaking's in the room/ Shockbox: *...looks like the rest of the chat has given him all the context he needs to figure out that beasts such as this one are among us at present.* Windchill: A unicorn would have been cooler. Txen: *Predaking blinks– he’d been paying close attention* Indeed. It is I. Bruin: *looking from the screen to the predacons.. oh waohh* Shockbox: *….he approves.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Your majesty.]] *Helm bob* Smokescreen: … Oh yeahhh Shocks has made babies before agoodidstraction: !!!!!!!!!! Whirl: Welcome to movie night, I guess. *toasts predaking with the Gaugebuster* agoodidstraction: why’s everyone obsessed with my energon Windchill: You’re just juicy, dude. Whirl: *SNICKERS* Smokescreen: It’s pretty weird, yeah! agoodidstraction: why me Whirl: Ohh, analogue flight, right? Nice. Airachnid: [she’s glad that this beast doesn’t exist in her universe] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Because you’re an easy target.]] Txen: *inclines helm to Soundwave and Whirl. just his due respect* boomtank: -debating just staying in the hall- Smokescreen: Maybe they’re all vampires but only with your energon CptRodimus: *turn to look at who talked* OH hey– your the dragon? Whirl: ((i hope all of you are ready for Whirl Fanboying Maybe Just a Little)) Txen: ((gdi im so bad at identifiers. that was predaking lol)) Windchill: Maybe there are vampires here, in the room, right now. Txen: ((..also my universe’s predaking has a gnarly missing optic jsyk)) Smokescreen: :O ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave glances at Windchill. What do you know. Who told you.* Whirl: Better watch out, Wheeljack. Windchill: *There’s at least one bloodsucker in here that he knows of.* Whirl: *he’s gonna chug his super-sour drink so he can nurse the GB* Txen: ((snif did you miss darksteel asking about gaugebusters)) Smokescreen: Hope there aren’t any though- that’s pretty weird! Whirl: ((Nah, Whirl responded!)) Windchill: But there might be. CptRodimus: Maaaaaaaaaaaagnus Smokescreen: ughrhghh magnus why Txen: ((darn i missed it)) agoodidstraction: I’m not an easy target, frag you Txen: (sorry)) boomtank: Ah. That’s Magnus. Whirl: ((he toasted Darksteel, drank, and said while drinking [like a weirdo] basically, THIS IS THE BEST__ Whirl: Oh, NO. OH NO. Whirl: IT’S MAGNUS. Smokescreen: ... still miss seeing him though Whirl: Oh nooooo. I thought I was free. I can't believe this. How could you do this to me, Soundwave. Whirl: ((you're fine dude, it's hectic 8) )) boomtank: You can have mine ItsyBitsySpyers: //You ain't never free from him. I mean, me.// Whirl: *begins to continue lamenting but just snickers instead. Dammit Rumble* Smokescreen: ME ITS ME agoodidstraction: One, two, three *chugs* Whirl: Now, Wheeljack. You said you weren't an easy target... but does this mean you do admit to Windchill's charges? Whirl: *finishes chugging and fixes Wheeljack with the most serious optic of all* Are you juicy? Smokescreen: ... GEE HI SPIDEY Airachnid: Alternate. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Haaaaa!// Windchill: Maybe we should bite him and find out. agoodidstraction: I AM juicy Smokescreen: :o agoodidstraction: I'm the juiciest Whirl: I'll leave you that honor, Windchill, as I'm lacking the necessary biting bits. *snorts and ses his empty cube aside; time to hunch over his drink and savor the bouquet* Smokescreen: wheeljuicy Whirl: Oh, wow. Txen: DS: *he and Lynx plop down on the floor near Whirl with giant plates of snacks.* Most of you bipeds don't seem too good at handling that kind of fuel. *sniffs at the nearby bots* Whirl: Nice. Windchill: 'K, I'll bite the heck out him. CptRodimus: NEAT CptRodimus: Firebreathing! Shockbox: *really studying how predaking's fire breathing works.* agoodidstraction: why didn't I get dragons? Smokescreen: man predaking must be really warm and cozy and great for cuddling Whirl: *nods distractedly, watching the screen* Yeah. I've got next to no sense of taste, most of the time. *looks down properly* So stuff like this is heaven sent. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Perhaps Rodimus should show off a bit for the Predacons later. Have a flame on moment.* Airachnid: Do you have... negative surivival instincts? Whirl: But I got to actually taste it once. Liked to knock me unconscious. In short--it was GREAT, boomtank: -yup. Staying in the hall- Txen: PK: *snorts at Smokescreen's comment* agoodidstraction: I'm a Wrecker Smokescreen: ... Look- I'm not gonna go over and cuddle with Preds right now, but if Predaking ever sounded interested, I'd be 1000% down Whirl: *those WINGS though* Smokescreen: ... Also hi Preds! How're you doing? agoodidstraction: frag Txen: DS: Right??! *shares Whirls tastes in obscenely strong = awesome, apparently* CptRodimus: *laughs* I wonder who is hotter. Me or him? Txen: Predaking: Well, thank you. Smokescreen: You're hot in different ways! agoodidstraction: I'm cool CptRodimus: I bet me. Windchill: I'm hotter than either of you. CptRodimus: Iam hottest in a few ways. *winks at SS* Smokescreen: Aw- you're welcome! ... Seriously, if you're ever interested in cuddling, comm me. Bruin: Oh hot damn *can cybertronians drool, cause Brbuin is totaly doing the equivalent rn* CptRodimus: *looks over windchill* Not my flavour for that size. agoodidstraction: Cuddle pile Windchill: Your loss. Whirl: *LOOK AT HIM FLY* ItsyBitsySpyers: *They probably can and apparently some in here wouldn't blame him* Whirl: *IT'S FANTASTIC* Txen: Predaking: *looks a little taken aback by this offer* Whirl: I tend to run cool, myself. But yeah. If you guys have any other special brews like this--*waggles the cube at Darksteel* Let me know, mech. agoodidstraction: good to know every version of me *** hates magnus hahahaa ItsyBitsySpyers: [[You have no idea.]] Whirl: Arrgh I'm not nearly drunk enough to deal with Ultra Magnus. *TIME TO CHUG* agoodidstraction: Same agoodidstraction: I'm gettin seconds FakeProwl: *all right. he tried with Rodimus first and got a complete non-answer. Next.* agoodidstraction: Hey PROWL FakeProwl: *is going to ignore that* Smokescreen: /Giving Predaking a friendly grin and a thumbs up!/ agoodidstraction: Don't be a *** Prowl Whirl: Mech. You've got some moves. *swivels his helm to nod at Predaking* agoodidstraction: Prowl Whirl: Nice flying, ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage mutters something that might be a compliment about Predaking's tracking abilities. Even if they are inferior to his own.* Smokescreen: wheeljack no Whirl: ((predaking shows up,. everyone compliments him. he feels like the king he is. a good night)) Txen: DS: *shakes his helm* We can't make anything that good. Predacons just know how to hunt and eat things raw. So One-eye's lap ornam--- uh. We trade for it. Txen: ((A GOOD NIGHT)) Windchill: How is it that this spacecraft can't outrun an analog flier? Bruin: That was.. impressive agoodidstraction: It's a *** spacecraft Whirl: He must be that good. Windchill: *Was not impressed.* agoodidstraction: old grandpa cruiser Airachnid: Or it's a very slow ship. Whirl: *snickers--he caught that* So WHO is in charge of this brew, again? FakeProwl: @Soundwave «About a month ago Rodimus contacted me asking about a trade with Shockwave involving innermost energon? I redirected him to you. Did he comm you about it?» ItsyBitsySpyers: *WAS monitoring the frequencies closely. Decided not to say anything.* Windchill: It made it from Cybertron and back within a human lifetime, it can't be that slow. Txen: Predaking: *bows to your superior experience, oh small but mighty hunter* Windchill: Or from Cybertron to Earth, I mean. ItsyBitsySpyers: *WELL THEN. Ravage is pleased. He lifts his chin and closes his optics* CptRodimus: Magnus and his sudden dramatic earth arrivials. Ha. Whirl: Well. Slipspace travel isn't the same as flying through an atmosphere. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Affirmative. Smokescreen: stop calling him an it Starscream agoodidstraction: ((a friend of a friend introduced me to raf's voice actor last year andwe had ramen and text about guild wars. he is a cutie patootie omg)) Smokescreen: actually starscream just stop Windchill: Assuming that's what he did, it wasn't specified. Shockbox: (( holy ***, that's great. )) Whirl: ((omg)) Smokescreen: ((:OO NICE Windchill: *Frowns.* Whirl: I'd assume so. Whirl: *dramatically sighs and flops; half on windchill, and half on airahcnid. Sorry, Airachnid* I'm gonna need to bring more booze next time. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «What was that all about? I was about to start construction in Iacon so I couldn't ask him for more details. And now he doesn't feel like enlightening me.» Windchill: You need MORE? agoodidstraction: *halfway done with second cube* Txen: Predaking: *pleased by the compliments, but preening is beneath him* At this point, it was instinct more than skill. We Predacons come from a long legacy of apex predators. Airachnid: [she doesn't mind too much] Txen: ((sorry im so slow lmao)) Whirl: I need to be sloshed to deal with Magnus. Whirl: ((dude u fine)) Txen: Predaking: *tempted to growl when his onscreen counterpart did* agoodidstraction: This is *** why is everyone alive Airachnid: I do not blame you. Windchill: You guys are weird. agoodidstraction: What's this *** Smokescreen: ... okay sounds did you notice that I was dragging a hammer through darkmount and not say anything or did you frag up Windchill: He doesn't bother me. Smokescreen: ..... NO. CptRodimus: Awe, c'mon Magnus isn't bad once he  chills abit. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave points at the screen* Smokescreen: OPTIMUS. NO. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He knew what you were doing.]] Smokescreen: no no no no no boomtank: .... Whirl: Hey, if that was all instinct, then it's all the more impressive, mech. Airachnid: [chinhands in Smokescreen's direction] Smokescreen: ...... Windchill: Maybe you shouldn't have SMASHED IT THEN. Smokescreen: /Dangit no he's crying again./ Txen: DS: *shifting sheepishly in his seat when Whirl tells him to continue* Uh, you know... *drops his voice to a stage whisper, not that that works* Soundwave. The energon setup there is pretty -sweet.- Whirl: You and me are gonna hafta agree to disagree, Rodimus. He might be YOUR buddy, but he's not MINE. agoodidstraction: Smokey *hic* Airachnid: I do agree, if he wanted to restore Cybertron with it, she shouldn't have broken it. Smokescreen: all of you shhhh Windchill: No you shhh. Smokescreen: ... wheeljack Smokescreen: you shhh! Optimus knew what he was doing! He had to! Txen: ((*fart noise that sounds like 'op shouldve died instead of cockteasing it for five episodes straight*)) CptRodimus: *optic rolls* Well you get he is my buddy. Dont keep bashing him. agoodidstraction: ((omfg)) Smokescreen: ......... agoodidstraction: C'mere, want a sip? Whirl: *snickers; he is NEVER, EVER gonna forget Soundwave being called Shockwave's lap ornament. It is a thought that will amuse him in dark times. It will warm his spark and make him laugh in darkest hours Windchill: (( I hate that they dropped this plot thread jfc. )) CptRodimus: Orly, smokes? Smokescreen: ........... Airachnid: [LAUGHS HYSTICALLY] Smokescreen: /He's going over for that drink. And to curl up./ Whirl: *and since you can read his mind, Soundwave, YOU KNOW THIS* Yeah, I've spent some time at Dancitron. Prety cool. Not my kinda music, or my kinda scene, but it's not too bad. Txen: Skylynx: *noisily gobbling his plateful of snacks by just sticking his face into the pile* boomtank: Yeah, I'd have that look too CptRodimus: OPtimus told you... not the matrix? Airachnid: [MORE LAUGHER] Whirl: ((weh that's when it freezes for me)) boomtank: Leadership is a pain Smokescreen: /Chugchugchug he's trying to not answer anything/ Windchill: It's not that bad. boomtank: Really? Whirl: Oh my god. He's so HORRID. agoodidstraction: *** you magnus Whirl: Someone save me. *floops more* Windchill: Ewwww Whirl's touching me! boomtank: In my experience, it kinda is Windchill: *CRINGES.* Smokescreen: I think that was the one mistake Optimus mamde back there- Windchill: Maybe you don't have enough experience, then. Whirl: *rubs his feet all over Windchill's belly* Txen: Darksteel: *is a rude boy who's pushing his luck* We don't have -anything- like it on our planet yet. *theyre all wee bebes who see a nightclub and go AHHHHHH WHAT MAGIC IS THIS* Windchill: *Makes wretching sounds.* boomtank: ....right. We'll go with that. Txen: ((the preds are all like, 4 years old lmao SO INEXPERIENCE)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((okay i'm trying to get caught up in chat ONE: roddy since rodimus did not tell him it was a secret and he was there when the offer was made anyway would it be horrible if he told Prowl)) Windchill: *Shrugs while making wretching sounds. Sorry, dude, he's from Vos and Born Opinionated.* Whirl: *calmly continues his convo with Darksteel while rubbing his feet on Windchill and flopping on poor Airachnid* I think we used to, but I never went to places like that, myself. Airachnid: Then I think the Matrix needs a new set of standards. boomtank: -led what was left of the Autobots against Megatron when all other oficers were captured or killed- Whirl: You should travel, mech. See the multiverse. Smokescreen: I hate you Airachnid. Airachnid: :3c Smokescreen: ... But you're right. CptRodimus: ((rodimus already asummes anything he tell SW isnt pirvate anymore then no it will not make anymore issues Windchill: *Can't believe Whirl is mauling his stomach.* Whirl: *what part of this is not believeable* Windchill: *Well, to start with, Whirl is not believable. He is a myth.* Windchill: *A FANTASY.* Airachnid: [she's just going to pet Whirl, she wants to keep her servos preoccupied] Windchill: *If u know what I mean.* Whirl: *Whirl is obviously a cryptid* Smokescreen: Rodimus-- the matrix makes mistakes sometimes, right? ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Life creation. Txen: Darksteel: *grin is more like a grimace* Maybe one day. Right now I gotta think of the kids. Windchill: *The song of his people.* Whirl: *WHAT THE DICK HE'S BEING PETTED. ...allows this* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «... Elaborate?» Whirl: *blinks; the tableau before Darksteel is even more ridiculous now* The kids? Oh--yeah, Shockwave talked about them, I think. You've got little Preds running around? Windchill: *Faintly offended that they're being referred to as seekers, but whatever.* CptRodimus: Ever met a purple Blurr, Smokescreen? Pretty sure Primus can *** up. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): This one's, Shockwave's timelines have protomatter creation knowledge. Txen: DS: *w/e hes in a babypile half of the day anyway* Yup! Sure do. Smokescreen: Purple Blurr? Blurrple? Whirl: Shockwave made 'em, right? We've still not gotten past the wholle 'how to repopulate' problem. CptRodimus: *chuckles* Txen: Skylynx: *chokes a little* I fraggin' HOPE he didn't make them... Whirl: Then who did? CptRodimus: Well... still got that silly weakness Bruin: Ooooh ouch Txen: DS: *laughs* Naw, mech. He created -us-. We, uh. Handled the rest. Whirl: Oh, damn. *LAUGHS* Smokescreen: But-- you know-- he made a mistake on this part in the documentary with me, right? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave sits up slightly* CptRodimus: Ice cubed Whirl: Looks like they put you on ice, Predaking! ItsyBitsySpyers: *He likes watching this part quite a bit.* Shockbox: *is paying extremely close attention now.* CptRodimus: Primus Whirl: *looks back down to Darksteel, staring blankly for a moment* Ohhh. You guys propagate on your own, ight? Neat. Smokescreen: ........ CptRodimus: PPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFT Windchill: (( WHY AM I LAUGHING AT THAT SOUND. )) Txen: Predaking: *slight optic roll* I am susceptible to extreme shifts in temperature. It is of no permanent consequence. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «"Protomatter"?» Windchill: (( Sorry OP but your death throes amuse me. )) Smokescreen: ............ alpha trion was also-- ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): ...Basic living metal. Cybermatter. Protoform material. Smokescreen: how can two mechs and the matrix be so wrong CptRodimus: magnus is still awesome to watch. boomtank: -okay, back inside the room, again- ItsyBitsySpyers: *Quietly taps the inky mesh of his middle with a feeler claw. This stuff.* Txen: DS: *nods* Where we're from, most of the more beastlike bots do. Bruin: Aw frag, thatt wont end well Whirl: Pfft, and they have the nerve to call YOU guys primitive. You can do things we CAN'T. boomtank: HOW Txen: DS: That's what I'm always SAYING! *this guy gets it* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Such a good part.* Whirl: Oh, hey! Even you're getting in on it, Shockwave! Shockbox: *very good.* Whirl: Nice gun. Shockbox: (( i like how most of his dynamic actions actually do send shockwaves.)) Windchill: (( I live for the Shockwave fights. )) FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Ah. That's... if we're talking about the same thing, I believe it's called sentio metallico here. The material that surrounds a spark to make a new frame. That's what you can make?» Txen: Shockwave: The circumstances had become sufficiently dire to necessitate direct involvement. Windchill: He's dead, Jim. Whirl: Either way, have fun babysitting. *snorts and 'toasts' Darksteel again; it's so weird to talk to someone so familiar and yet a stranger* boomtank: -Then again, Blaster would never try jumping from any height. They terrify him- Txen: Shockwave: *has good shock absorbers. very good shock absorbers* ItsyBitsySpyers: *The feeler then drops to his side to, oh, I don't know. Pinch Shockwave's leg ever so secretly.* Whirl: *leeeans back again more. Slowly folds up his leg. Slowly. Extends it, pointing like a ballerin... for Windchill's face* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Correct. Windchill: *Stares.* Windchill: *This is it, this is how he dies. Toe to the face.* Whirl: Are you any good? *to Shockwave* Shockbox: *they're like arperture science level shock absorbers* Txen: Shockwave: *antennae perk. looks curiously over at S-- ah. Whirl* "Good?" Whirl: Can you fight worth a damn? FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Shockwave was offering—what, a sample of it? In exchange for a sample of someone's innermost energon?» boomtank: ....? Windchill: (( Starscream what do your elf eyes see. )) Airachnid: ALLLLLL)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //It ain't Skyfire.// FakeProwl: ((they're taking the autobots to nevada)) agoodidstraction: ????? boomtank: Wait Whirl: PFFT. agoodidstraction: this happened? Whirl: *BURSTS OUT LAUGHING* boomtank: Optimus got wings? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He got... well, everything]] CptRodimus: ...NICE Windchill: Why am I not surprised? boomtank: Or a jet pack? boomtank: Wow... Whirl: Wait, wait--wait. The Autobot's in you guys' dimension--they DID have fliers, didn;t they? *the foot has landed. Poke the cheek* Airachnid: [LAUGHS TOO, STILL NOT OVER IT] CptRodimus: SOMEONE HIT ME WITH THAT HAMMER agoodidstraction: robust Windchill: That's a long story. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Was always oddly uncomfortable with that upgrade. He likes big bots. He dislikes the Prime. Dilemma.* Airachnid: The Autobots had a few flyers. Shockbox: *to gay or not to gay, that is the question.* Whirl: Huh. We've always had plenty. Weird. Smokescree: THER WE GO what did I miss Windchill: Most of them were defected Decepticons, in my dimension. Smokescree: ....... Also Rodimus no Whirl: *shockwave no* Txen: ((dang i dcd. did my posts not post)) Whirl: *stop being attractive* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Small nod at Prowl* agoodidstraction: he is pretty huge Airachnid: [still laughing at the way Optimus looks] Smokescree: I'm glad Megatron didn't know about this stuff until recently, at least. ItsyBitsySpyers: //No way, Rodimus. You wanna look like a brick wall?// Whirl: Lord. That's embarrassing. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Wouldn't be racin' no more like that.// Whirl: Yeah, Rodders, you're better off staying the way you are. A good racer is better than a bad flier, any day. Txen: Shockwave: Taking into consideration that I am not a professional soldier, my fighting abilities are adequate. Windchill: *Nods. Even he'll agree to that.* Windchill: PFFFT. Smokescree: I don't think he looks so bad-- he's got a couple of my features? Like the thing on his chest and the extra biolights and-- It's weird Whirl: *just. pushed up against the cheek* Airachnid: Especially when you look like a bloated space shuttle. Bruin: *plating flared out, kibble up. Shockwave never to be underestimated* Whirl: Not too shabby. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Why did Rodimus want a sample? If it's your equivalent of our sentio metallico, then we already know what it is. Unless there's reason to think yours is significantly different than ours.» Smokescree: spidey I will eat you agoodidstraction: Haha CptRodimus: I bet if I had wings I'd out fly you whirl! Airachnid: :3c ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Replication knowledge. Whirl: NOTHING with wings can outlfy me. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave glances over at Shockwave. Tell him you were that steady.* Txen: ((COOL as a *** cucumber)) Windchill: *He's trying to sputter and there's practically a foot in his mouth. Don't complain if he spits on you, Whirl.* Shockbox: *astounded by the calmness of his alternate* Whirl: ((LIKE A BOSS)) Windchill: Depends on what you mean by that, bro. Txen: Shockwave: *are there iterations of himself who are -not- that steady?* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «... Ah. And Shockwave wanted innermost energon in return?» *unspoken: he ONLY wants innermost energon??* «Why did the trade break down?» Whirl: Go fatser than me? Maybe. But as far as moves goes, sorry Rodders. All the upgrdes in the world won't help you. *preens shamelessly* ItsyBitsySpyers: *He's met a few.* Shockbox: *shockblast, for one.* Whirl: (9FOWLER IS SO GOOD FFF)) Whirl: ((BEST)) Smokescree: ..... I want to hug optimus FakeProwl: ((shockblast does not count. he has anger management issues.)) agoodidstraction: My Optimus never got yolked Smokescree: i miss him i really miss him I- /Dangit it's happening again he's tearing up/ agoodidstraction: Smokes Txen: Shockwave: *mmh. a shame. perhaps they do not have allies that can be relied upon to form a bridge in time* Windchill: (( I HATE that we had the S2 ending that gave the cons such  huge advantage only to spend the entirety of S3 just returning it to the previous status quo, waste of time. )) Airachnid: [and she's watching Smoke. again.] Whirl: ((yeah.....)) ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Correct. Requested material not possible. Whirl: ((but the multi part setup wasn't too bad)) Txen: ((tfp didnt understand stakes)) FakeProwl: @Soundwave «... Why not?» Airachnid: TFP didn't understand a lot of things)) Whirl: *retracts his foot at last* Txen: ((now any time the stakes get risky optimus just flies in and overpowers anything thats not predaking)) FakeProwl: ((tfp didn't even understand what it had written half the time)) CptRodimus: *long hard look at whirl* Nah--- bet I would. If I have even half my skills fro mthe ground <3 Whirl: *...is he still being petted. Because if he is he is staying put, but if not, he's gonna sit up like a civilized creature* Airachnid: [yes he is] Txen: ((...only two eps tonight? :'0)) agoodidstraction: ((didn't they get a new director and make the writers cram everything into only 13 eps)) Windchill: (( Too busy selling toys + executive meddling + no actual writing team, just people pushing their own agendas. )) CptRodimus: ((there was three ItsyBitsySpyers: ((that was four heheh)) Txen: ((oh wait damn im wrong)) FakeProwl: ((yep)) agoodidstraction: ((we could've had SEASPRAY damn it. wj would have been so happy)) Airachnid: yeah season 3 was a mess)) Txen: ((WHAT how time flies)) boomtank: ((aw Windchill: *His mouth will never taste the same.* CptRodimus: *claps* There we go. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Thank Primus. He's not ready to face the upcomng memory yet.* Whirl: Pfft, in your dreams. *doing his best to look dignified while being petted and failing* You wouldn't even IMPRESS me, much less outmatch me. CptRodimus: Hey SMokes Windchill: *STRETCHES.* Shockbox: *well, tonight's showing sure has been...enlightening.* Whirl: You out, mech? Shockbox: *but he'll be leaving earlier than usual.* Smokescree: /He's just going to keep curling up here/ Bruin: *well that was something. He's just gonna eye the predacons because wow* Txen: *the preds are like wtf is wrong with petting. being petted is the BEST. ...when you ask for it. no funny moves smokescreen* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave bobs his helm to Shockbox. He figures he'll be getting questioned soon....* Windchill: *Stretches leg into the air.* Windchill: *So fancy.* Shockbox: *in a non-public setting, most likely.* Whirl: *Whirl didn't ask but he is not complaining. Airachnid has lovely fingers* Txen: Predaking: *'wow' is the acceptable response to a specimen of his stature and grace, yes* Smokescree: /He's not gonna try petting NOW at least. seeing Optimus like this again hurt a lot/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ah well. It had to happen sooner or later.* boomtank: Smokescreen? Are you okay over there? Shockbox: *he doesn't bother to take any energon with him this time.* Whirl: We going for one more? Or are we breaking for tonight? agoodidstraction: *head on table* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Unknown. Autobot morals, insufficient supply, other. Shockbox: *in any case, he pings goodbye. as he makes an exit.* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Hmm. What were the *precise* terms of the trade? And why wasn't something else simply proposed instead?» CptRodimus: We are done for hte night Windchill: That felt really short. Txen: *shockwave nods farewell to the alternate and keeps an eye on the two preds near whirl in case they Get Rowdy* Windchill: Maybe I wasn't paying enough attention. CptRodimus: *pulls out a datapad to play games on* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble peeks at the games if he can* Smokescree: /Shaking helm some in Blaster's general direction but not actually speaking. Dangit this is embarrassing/ Whirl: *if they do you'd better count on Whirl to egg them on* Airachnid: [she's still watching Smoke] Whirl: *to Windchill* You were probably distrcted. *by his feet; he looks to the Preds* You guys should come back, sometime. Whirl: We could use some Preds to liven the place up. boomtank: Do you need someone to talk to? CptRodimus: ((wher eis smoescreen at? sorry chat is moving really fast Windchill: Yeah, now that I think about it, I probably was. Smokescree: /He hasn't really moved much- probably still on rodimus unless rodimus moved?)) Windchill: *Partially due to FEET.* Txen: DS: Heh. Well, we were thinkin' about coming in for our parts at least. Uh. I mean, 'His Majesty's' parts. -We- ain't in it till the very end. Windchill: *Partially being lost in his own mindscape, the final frontier.* CptRodimus: ((nah smokey is getting a gamer hug rn then since rodders started playing a game on his datapad Txen: DS: *downright unfair if you ask him* CptRodimus: *mummers* Hey Smokey. agoodidstraction: zzz ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Innermost energon samples, sources: four/more outliers. After debate, other unusual mutations, spark readings also accepted. Whirl: PFFT! You actually call him MAJESTY? Whirl: *LAUGHS* Whirl: *who knows what wonders await us all in Windchill's mind* Windchill: *Raises eyebrows.* Smokescree: ... /Leaning up to Rodimus, still all curled up/ Bruin: *would buzzssaw object to helm scritches? Bruin is going to find out* Windchill: *Fart sounds, we've established this.* Txen: *they both shush Whirl urgently before His Kingliness notices hes being made fun of* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «... Huh.» *an odd request.* «Why?» ItsyBitsySpyers: *If Bruin asks, he may give one (1) helm scritch. If he surprises Buzzsaw, he'll get activated chainsaw wings (but no damage yet) instead* Windchill: *Windchill will fight his Kingliness, nobody tells Whirl what to do.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Buzzsaw is one of the minis who don't like surprise touches* Whirl: *he does subside, but no faster than he feels like* That is HILARIOUS. Txen: Skylynx: Look. We got to, all right. You don't know how he gets. Txen: DS: Don't mean we can't be sarcastic about it. CptRodimus: I gave optimus mack the matrix too. Txen: Predaking: *sarcasm what is sarcasm* Windchill: Wow. Bruin: *very slow moving han, making it obvious where he's reaching*This okay? Whirl: You'll neve, ever catch ME simpering up to someone just because he likes to think he's royalty. But, I'm not a Pred, so I guess it does't matter. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Shockwave.... many, MANY millions. Most genetic data already learned, understood. New knowledge, higher understanding sought. Educational. Entertaining. Smokescree: I mean- I didn't really take it in the first place... Is it a mistake to not to do that now? ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Soundwave has seen own. Fascinating. Txen: Skylynx: Ehh. *scratches cheek* It's like. A "pack thing." *air quotes* And the sooner you kiss a little aft, the easier he gets to live with. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Buzzsaw floats juuuuust a little lower to permit the hand. Briefly.* Windchill: Better to kick his aft, if he's gonna act like that. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «... Is there any danger to the people whose innermost energon is handed over?» ItsyBitsySpyers: }}Be certain you do not mistake me for a pet. I simply enjoy the sensation.{{ Txen: DS: Uh, were your optics shut during that show? *snorts* We tried, once. Whirl: Hey, you know what? I ain't even gonna judge you guys. boomtank: -Okay, no need for him now, Rodimus has this- Windchill: I saw everything, I think. Whirl: Do what you gotta to keep high command from breathing down your neck. But someone who wants THAT level of DEFERENCE from me's gotta EARN it. CptRodimus: *shrugs* All that matters is that you listened to your Spark Smokescreen. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Minor innermost energon loss. Privacy matter: full genome inspected. No other dangers expected. Windchill: *It's an unfair assessment, he still outweighs even Predaking, so. His perception regarding kickable aft is a little different than most people's.* boomtank: -Back to listining to music- CptRodimus: @Boom *pings a <3* Whirl: *whirl will 100% fight Predaking. He will probably lose but he will enjoy every second of it* Whirl: *an aerial battle against someone like THAT? HOT DAMN SIGN HIM UP* Bruin: I would never. Spotter and Lazerbeak enjoy it so guessed you might as well. *one  scritch and he'll stop* Smokescree: Well-- of course. I can't be a prime- I'd be bad at it! I'd get someone hurt and I know it and I don't want to hurt anyone because of my own mistakes CptRodimus: *rueful smile* It sucks. Txen: DS: It's not like we gotta grovel or nothing. He's just touchy about titles. *and he wouldnt admit it, but honestly... the guy does an okay job at leadership when he's not being a pompous aft* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Approving whistle. A wise mech, this Bruin. He can see why his sister floats nearby some nights.* Windchill: *Is a little more interested in Smokescreen's dilemma than Predacon problems, now.* Windchill: Listen, dude. boomtank: -Blinks but pings back a ':)'- CptRodimus: ((they are talking softly to eachother Whirl: *Whirl's just Extra Rebellious, don't worry, Darksteel* Fine, fine. But still. Principle of the thing. *he also might be slightly tipsy* Windchill: (( Whoops sorry, I couldn't tell. I keep getting up and missing blocks of chat. >:U )) CptRodimus: ((at least rodimus is. certinally not a thing he would have just anncounced to a room Txen: DS: *scraggletooth grin* If you care that much about it, you could always take a shot. FakeProwl: *a moment of silence as Prowl contemplates that.* @Soundwave «I can see why Rodimus balked. Taking another's innermost energon is... a questionable endeavor. Taboo, depending on the circumstances.» CptRodimus: ((it be pretty clear Smokey is upset thou! Whirl: I'd do it for fun, mech. Whirl: *lowers his voice* Soounds like a hell of a time. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Do you think he would be willing to accept something else?» Smokescree: ((smokescreen might be a bit louder because bad at controlling volume while crying)) Whirl: *lowers his voice YET AGAIN to a hoarse whisper* And I like to fight. CptRodimus: (9^^ I say they can hear Smokescreen but not rodimus? Whirl: *lowers his voice TO EVEN EVEN MORE LUDICROUS DEGREE* It's basically all I'm good at. That and singing karaoke. CptRodimus: ((that fine Smokey-mun? Windchill: *Chin, meet hands.* Smokescree: ((that's fine!!)) ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Soundwave knows energon taboo. Native planet has own versions. Taboo clinging not understood; Prowl's timeline gives in survival hope. This, literal survival hope. CptRodimus: ((so they all can see smokey upset and tearing up while rodimus and mummeringly softly at him ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Regardless... other items accepted, IF suitable. Txen: DS: *leans in, taking it seriously until that last bit startles a laugh* We're Predacons. We -all- like to fight. Whirl: *snickers back* That's why I like you guys. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((... can rumble hear if he's right nearby or is it really murmury murmuring?)) CptRodimus: ((would soundwave know the other item--- nvm i dont care about the details at this point Whirl: I used to be pals with another Darksteel--from a different timeline. *nods to Darksteel* It's... weird. Meeting the same people from other dimensions. But not a bas weird, necessarily Whirl: *bad CptRodimus: ((rumble can hear them he is right next time :D ItsyBitsySpyers: *Then Rumble can hear but is keeping his mouth shut for the moment.* Txen: DS: Huh. Never met another ME before... What was I like?? CptRodimus: *idle takes one of smokey's hand and start to make it dance to the beat* ItsyBitsySpyers: *He doesn't care for Smokescreen much but he knows embarrassing Rodimus won't win him any points for his application* CptRodimus: *a twitch of a grin* Windchill: *Makes snoring sounds, he's starting to get irritated for no rational reason.* FakeProwl: *hmm. what does Prowl feel safe giving...?* Txen: Shockwave: *well. movie night is over. he shifts in preparation to stand up* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Oh no you don't. Another hidden pinch with the feeler claw that is still right by that leg* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Would Tarantulas's innermost energon be of sufficient interest to him?» Smokescree: /Letting Rodimus take his hand, but still mostly curled up/ CptRodimus: *this make happen* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave leans back so Prowl can see Shockwave better and keeps looking at him. Try asking.* FakeProwl: *maybe not, considering that if Shockwave asked, Tarantulas would polish Shockwave's pedes with his own innermost energon for nothing in return; but it's worth checking.* Whirl: He was real cool, mech. *nods slowly; Whirl is actually somewhat sad to have lost him* Once, we both got blackout drunk and went on a rampage through a space station. Whirl: Spent the whole rest of the next day trying to piece it all together. Whirl: ...*perks up suddenly* Ravage! You're on-screen! ItsyBitsySpyers: =That poor feline.= ItsyBitsySpyers: =Filthy biped.= Smokescree: ?? /Smokescreen's not tearing up mostly because he's completely confused about what Rodimus is doing here/ Whirl: O,h come on, that;'s not so bad. If I was a cat, I'd let someone do that. Txen: Shockwave: *startles slightly when pinched. caught partway into stand-mode, he pauses, then sits back down. apprently, his presence is required* CptRodimus: *a soft purring laugh* Windchill: Cats are so patient. Txen: DS: Oh. I did that once. *nods somberly, mouth pursed* At Dancitron. Didn't end so good. ItsyBitsySpyers: =Lucky for you.= CptRodimus: ((thats totally is what rodimus is doing to smokey ItsyBitsySpyers: *He'd be clawing someone's optics out by now* Whirl: Rodimus? Can I make a request? CptRodimus: *laughing* Yeah? boomtank: -snickers at the sight- Whirl: *it's easy for whirl to say, he's not a cat* CptRodimus: *this is laughing therapy* FakeProwl: ((what a patient cat)) CptRodimus: *for the smokes lol* Windchill: (( I love them so much. )) boomtank: ((cat looked like about ready to do some murder Smokescree: /he's so confused right now and might be trying to squirm out of this!/ Whirl: HEH. I had a grand old time. FakeProwl: *sends Soundwave a comm ping that's the digital emotional equivalent of a mildly displeased blep face.* «Fine.» Txen: Predaking: *mystified. is this human entertainment. why does the small predatory mammal accept this abuse of its dignity* Whirl: Anyway--from my experiences, you guys know how to party. *nods* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage growls and slips out of the room. He's not watching his furry brethren be treated this way.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Buzzsaw's giggling though.* Whirl: *and now, aided by the coprious amounts of booze he has drunk, he straightens up, bobbing his helm in thanks to Airachnid, before swiveling around and pointing at Predaking* Whirl: YOU. CptRodimus: *ok he will show this vid ic now so smokey can see the cat vids* Airachnid: [she just lets him] Txen: Predaking: *eloquent brow raise* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Don't worry, Prowl. He'll make it up to you.* FakeProwl: *comm ping to Shockwave* Whirl: We gotta fight. Smokescree: Rodimus please-- Whirl: It's inevitabe. CptRodimus: *pets pets for good kitties* Windchill: (( That is the face of a cat that just doesn't care. Look at him. )) Whirl: Also, my request is anything by Dio. But Holy Diver is a good pick. Smokescree: ... /Grumbling but he's not trying to squirm away- the petting is kind of nice./ Txen: Shockwave: *one antennae twitches. aha. so the reason reveals itself.*  «What do you want.» ItsyBitsySpyers: *Close, Shockwave, but not quite.* CptRodimus: ((what was whirl's request? ItsyBitsySpyers: ((anything by Dio but Holy Diver is good)) Whirl: ((anything by Dio, but he recommends Holy Diver. Rainbow in the Dark is also a good pick)) Whirl: ((feel free to have Rodders promise it next week!)) Whirl: ((Smokescreen needs the therapy and whirl will not hold it gagainst him(( Txen: Predaking: *tilts helm to level his good eye* ...Oh? And what makes you think so, Autobot? CptRodimus: Next week Whirl I'll do it just remind me~ Whirl: Because if you don't agree to fight me... you're a CHUMP. Windchill: *Says the guy who won't agree to fight HIM.* Whirl: *THIS DOESN;T CONCERN YOU SICKBOY* Windchill: *LEFT OUT AGAIN.* Whirl: *HE WILL flip rodders a quick salute. Dragon Time* Windchill: *Story of his life.* CptRodimus: *poke smokes cheek* You dont like silly earth cats? FakeProwl: @Shockwave «I've been given to understand that about a month ago you offered to trade the process for creating cybermatter in exchange for four samples of innermost energon with unique properties.» Whirl: *WINDCHILL HE WILL PUT HIS FEET ALL OVER YOU AGAIN LATER. DRAGON. TIME.*& Windchill: *THAT'S NOT A FIGHT THO.* Whirl: *it is if you think about it. whirl's feet against your gag reflex* Txen: Predaking: *optic widens, surprised. he doesnt know what a chump is but gathers its an insult* You challenge my authority? FakeProwl: @Shockwave «In hopes of assisting Captain Rodimus in concluding this bargain, may I ask you some questions about that arrangement.» Txen: DS: Oh boy. Now you've done it. Windchill: *Did you just assume my gag reflex?* Whirl: Damn right I do. *puffs up* I challenge ALL authority. Smokescree: /And he's starting to curl up again./ Not right now... ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble chokes on his snacks. Whirl can't be this dumb.* Windchill: *It's not that dumb.* Airachnid: [she likes Whirl but dhe's not getting involved] Windchill: *Are there seriously only two people in this room not scared of the flying toad? Shockwave presumably aside?* Smokescree: ((eggs is just staring at me and slow-blinking at this)) Txen: Predaking: *lets out a deep and resonant "HAH" and pounds his fist on the armrest before standing up. looks more exhilarated than angered* I will take the utmost pleasure in defeating you on the -- Txen: Predaking: -- field of combat. CptRodimus: *tiny sigh* Fiiine. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble isn't scared, but he knows better than to make an outright challenge. That's the kinda mech you gotta sneak up on.* Airachnid: [she doesn't like to waste energy on things that don't concern her] ItsyBitsySpyers: *This is the difference between him and his brother.* Whirl: *he looks purely exhilarated. Well also like, 30% drunk, but mostly exhilerated* Big talk, flyboy. Windchill: *That's ONE way of doing it.* Whirl: Name the time, and the place, and I;'ll be there. Windchill: *Some of us have options. A bonfide CORNUCOPIA of meting out buttkickings.* Windchill: *Bonafide wow Whirl: *whirl, some might be shocked to know, IS capable of sneaking around when he needs to. see: Luna 1. but man. Sneaking on THIS magnificent specimen would be a WASTE* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Whirl's some 5 or 6 times Rumble's size. Cut him some tactic slack* Whirl: *understandable* Whirl: *but he'd probably do this even if he was still stuck as a bird, because. Whirl* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Final countdown, huh? This 'bout how long Whirl has til he gets snuffed or how long til ya pop guns 'n chase us all out?// Windchill: *Windchill, on the other hand, has no real excuse for sneaking around.* CptRodimus: Huh...? Whirl: PFFT! Oh, ye of little faith! Txen: @Prowl: *first, a correction* «The offer entailed a set amount of the substance, for the purpose of testing whether it could serve as a substitute for your sentio metallico. It was understood that-- CptRodimus: *looks up form his game playing and petting* Txen: further negotiation for the method could follow.» ItsyBitsySpyers: ((OOPS that's... mun error, not soundwave lying)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((frick)) Smokescree: /Purring from the continued petting and is starting to cling to Rodimus/ ItsyBitsySpyers: //OH HECK YEAH// CptRodimus: ((soundwave wouldnt heard the that part anyways ItsyBitsySpyers: *Air guitars* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((whew)) CptRodimus: *is fine being a purring heating pad* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «... So the bargain was for four samples of innermost energon, in exchange for a sample of the substance? And the method, I expect, would be more costly?» Windchill: *Narrows his optics. This song has always annoyed him a little and he can't figure out why.* CptRodimus: *he will just play his game on the datapad =)* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble stops to look at Rodimus.* Txen: @Prowl: «Ask your questions. My offer remains open, so long as my terms are not disrespected. I care not -who- acts, nor who reaps the benefits.» ItsyBitsySpyers: //Hey. Hey. I know a game you gotta do.// FakeProwl: *he did ask a question* Txen: (sorry im like)) Txen: ((that was still my initial response)) CptRodimus: *glance at rumble with an encouraging smile* FakeProwl: ((ok no prob. i didn't know if you thought the questions where rhetorical, my bad)) Txen: ((i hate this chat format and always struggle with it)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //There's this whole human game where ya sorta - where ya fake play this stuff on a fake instrument. 'N it got this song.// Txen: Shockwave: *in other words... he can go to someone you'd prefer that he not* CptRodimus: Guitar hero. ItsyBitsySpyers: //YEAH! You know it already? Don't tell me ya got it?// Windchill: *Stretches for REAL this time; he's getting frustrated and it's time to go.* Txen: ((your last post was to soundwave was that supposed to be shocky)) FakeProwl: ((.... yes, my bad)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *He's still waiting on Arcade to fashion a metal controller after he accidentally crushed the plastic one* FakeProwl: ((again)) Smokescree: ... Guitar hero!! We need to get some Cybertronian-sized guitar controllers ItsyBitsySpyers: //That's what I been sayin'!// FakeProwl: *not fazed. he never expected shockwave to care about who he gives his materials to as long as he's paid for them* Smokescree: I've got Cybertronian-sized DDR dancepads, but not guitars. CptRodimus: haha. I'll get hte nerd on it. ItsyBitsySpyers: *The BIGGEST shocked face.* CptRodimus: They scaled up PS4 controlers already Smokescree: YES PLEASE Whirl: I still need to learn to play. Smokescree: :O Really? I've got scaled up wiimotes and stuff-- we should just scale up as many consoles as we can! Smokescree: /He's starting to smile again at the thought/ boomtank: Scale up? Smokescree: Scale up so we can play 'em! ItsyBitsySpyers: //Yeah. Whatcha want us to do, play on them lil human ones?// Txen: @Prowl: *slowly inclines his helm* «Innermost energon, or an alternative but viable method for genetic analysis. Surely you understand the inherent difference in value between a substance and its-- ItsyBitsySpyers: //...I mean, I kinda can.// ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ain't none of you could.// Txen: --method of creation.» Windchill: *Just use a holoform, pssh.* boomtank: No, no, I just...didn't know what you were scaling up CptRodimus: *leans over a hits a few keys on the control pad under the table top* Whirl: You should absolutely do it, Rumble. Whirl: And I'll get a me-sized one and join you, someday. After a lot of classes. Windchill: I can't believe I've almost sat through this song twice now. Windchill: I'm leaving. Smokescree: Game controllers! Whirl: I've always wanted to use an electric guitar as a weapn, though... *distant look* Txen: ((OK GOMEN going to try to reply for predaking)) Windchill: You all tricked me. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Seeya, footstool// boomtank: Game controllers. Whirl: ((NO RUSH DUDE U FINE)) Windchill: Bye, suckers. Whirl: Pfft. *nudges Windchill with his foot one last time* Seeya, loser. boomtank: For...? Smokescree: ... FRAG YEAH hold on hold on maybe I have the dance pads in my subspace somewhere-- /He's rifling through his subspace. No dance pads unfortunately/ CptRodimus: *a set of ddr pad scaled uo rotate out of the floor. this is their multipurpose room* Smokescree: Video games! Smokescree: !!!! Smokescree: RODIMUS RODIMUS ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave accidentally perks at the sight, then pretends he didn't* boomtank: Um...? Smokescree: You wanna go? Windchill: (( For the record: I like that awful song but Windchill...not so much. )) Smokescree: /He's going to go over and take one- he's really good at this game!/ boomtank: -sits back to watch, curious- CptRodimus: Ill go I pick an easy song first! CptRodimus: *hops onto the player one pad* Smokescree: We don't need easy. FakeProwl: @Shockwave «Surely I do. I asked for clarification only because I had been led to believe the bargain was different.» Windchill: *He gets up and GETS THE HECK OUT before musical chaos breaks loose.* Smokescree: Well- I don't need easy, but still. Airachnid: [she's just going to sneak off becase things are getting boring] Whirl: *bobs is head in farewell* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Intently watching Rodimus play* CptRodimus: ((i didnt que up a twoplayer on sorry xD Txen: Predaking: *sweeps an arm wide* Whatever place and time you deem fitting for your defeat. *his own planet is just acid rain rn u may have to pick lol* Airachnid: [waves at Whirl before disappearing] CptRodimus: *oh we is hella fancy he learned to play in korea* Smokescree: ((All good!! just imagine smokescreen playing along here/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Itch to challenge rising. Mustn't.* boomtank: -Soundwave. They seriously need to sit and talk- Smokescree: Not bad, Rodimus- bet I'll still win this though boomtank: -He had the same idea- ItsyBitsySpyers: *Yes they should.* Whirl: Okay. All right. So. *poiints* ...I'll pick when I'm sober. Txen: @Prowl: *doesn't waver* «Good.» *hasn't seen his previous dealings as terribly rational, so -he's- just heading off more of the same* Whirl: But anyplace with room to FLY. FakeProwl: @Shockwave «What, then, would you consider a reasonable payment for the full process? Without the patronizing comments, if you please, I find they waste valuable time.» ItsyBitsySpyers: ((omg the angriest ddr battle. blaster vs. soundwave. it could only be worse with a jazz.)) Whirl: *because OF COURSE he has to fight this guy in the air* boomtank: ((that would be HILARIOUS Txen: *duh of course* CptRodimus: *laughs* zi get too fancy--- footwork top notch! CptRodimus: WHo else for the pad? Smokescree: We've both got some AAA footwork, I think! CptRodimus: *steps off* Txen: Shockwave: *thats probably the most patronizing way to request a lack of patronizing comments, but ok. he runs some calculations* Smokescree: !!!! CptRodimus: *glances at blaster* I know you can rock this. CptRodimus: Get over here <3 ItsyBitsySpyers: *WATCHING SO CLOSE. Might be leaning forward.* Whirl: *Whirl will not even look at the pad; he'd definitely be good at this stuff but like hell is he gonna admit it* boomtank: Waiiiit Smokescree: I wish we could have infinite challengers and just have everyone go at it CptRodimus: *see that noodles* Whirl: For now... time to go on. *hops up and streeeetches before ndoding to the Preds* Nice meeting you two. Whirl: *turns and points to Predaking* YOU. You're goin' down. CptRodimus: *grins at boom* Whhhhaaaat scared SMokes is going to up seat a music mech? Txen: DS and Lynx: *wave to Whirl* boomtank: ...I think I know how this is played... boomtank: -okay, challenge accepted- boomtank: -up he goes- Smokescree: Hey- I'm a dancing mech. I'm not going down. CptRodimus: The arrows are times to music you press the arrows as the go up. You dont have to do al lthe stuff I was doing~ FakeProwl: *If Shockwave wasn't able to figure out by himself that it's illogical to waste his own time patronize someone who's trying to conduct business with him, clearly he needed it pointed out to him.* boomtank: So the arrows are notes boomtank: Got it boomtank: ((I'm laughing ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i got one lmao)) boomtank: ((hmn? ItsyBitsySpyers: ((am i allowed to link in here or should i put in skype)) CptRodimus: ((skype me Whirl: ((i cant believe a google search for "ddr kokomo" came up with NOTHING)) Smokescree: ... ((Ok how are you supposed to do that part where it's all notes at once Smokescree: ((do they just want you to use your feet that badly)) Txen: Shockwave: *perhaps prowl shouldnt be so ready to feel patronized by simple word choices made in the face of exhausting and negotiation with bots who care more about morality than saving cybertron* Smokescree: ((*hands boomtank: ((yup Txen: ((*minus that and. shoo you)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave would be sighing if he could hear those asterisks. Instead he's watching the other shenanigans* Smokescree: Soundssoundssounds- you can dance right? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He can.]] Smokescree: You should play this! boomtank: -That was fun- Whirl: *and poof he's gone for now* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[And why should he do that?]] Whirl: ((i must shower and i Caannot Abide this song)) Whirl: ((or the one that was playing last)) boomtank: ((whoa CptRodimus: ((soundwave mun wanted it linked =) Smokescree: 'Cause it's fun and you'd be good at it ItsyBitsySpyers: ((it's hard to see little but his legs are in full jitter mode too)) ItsyBitsySpyers: [[What does he get for doing it.]] CptRodimus: Fun ItsyBitsySpyers: ((pictured here: both music mechs)) Smokescree: A good time? What, do I have to let you look into my mind for secrets or something? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Fine.]] Txen: @Prowl: «Supervised study of your Enigma of Combination.» ItsyBitsySpyers: [[After this one.]] Smokescree: ... Fine to doing it for fun or for doing it for my secrets? 'Cause I don't really have that many secrets boomtank: -Can't. Sitting and laughing at this song- ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Both. Give him a moment.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Wanders into the hallway too toss back a quick ration* Smokescree: wait what CptRodimus: *rodimus does this dance without the dance pads cause he knows it xD* boomtank: -off the mat though- CptRodimus: *the actual dance* Txen: ((are prowl and shockwave going to have to Have A Serious Discussion while soundwaves dancing)) FakeProwl: @Shockwave «Noted.» boomtank: -laughing so hard- boomtank: ((Blaster here CptRodimus: *laughing too this is fun* boomtank: ((I think there is only one Soundwave in the room ItsyBitsySpyers: *Okay. Quick ration digested. He's back in and waiting to see what he'll have to work through.* boomtank: -okay, back on his peds- Smokescree: /And he's gonna sing along here!/ ItsyBitsySpyers: ((omg it's so slow tho....)) Txen: *the predacons are basically fascinated by this Revolution of the Double Dance* boomtank: ((gah ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i was hoping for something fast for him ;; )) boomtank: ((it doesn't match uuuup CptRodimus: ((this one is awful boomtank: ((yeah CptRodimus: ((lt find another ItsyBitsySpyers: ((thank you ;; )) boomtank: ((tanks Txen: ((god)) Smokescree: /Watching the predacons and grinning. They like it?/ Txen: *darksteel's trying to get skylynx to take a turn* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Okay. Soundwave shakes his arms a little and steps on the pad.* boomtank: ((oh god FakeProwl: @Shockwave «Thank you. At present, that's all the information I need. I will inform you should I require more.» ItsyBitsySpyers: *And he won't be using his feelers.* boomtank: -Smokes or him against 'wave?- CptRodimus: ((can we all take a moment to picture this Smokescree: /Going to just go over near them and try to pat/ You should give it a go, too! Txen: Shockwave: «Very well.» *if thats all to that conversation, he has other things to pay attention to* CptRodimus: ((lmao FakeProwl: *... ah. and just in time for a much more interesting show.* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((you are free to. that's the only reason I gave in lmfao. though he's fancir than this guy)) CptRodimus: ((i really nearly two yers had a thread where rodimus had these scaled up for the rec room boomtank: ((hehe ItsyBitsySpyers: ((nobody who can twirl like he did in the wj fight is this bland)) Txen: ((honestly DDR dancing tends to be really bland stomps)) boomtank: ((we need a fancier one for 'wave Txen: ((i appreciate the talent required regardless)) CptRodimus: ((rodimus is too boomtank: ((yup Txen: ((but its not super conducive to ACTUALLY dancing)) Txen: ((...unless soundwaves just Doing Riverdance RN)) boomtank: ((HAH ItsyBitsySpyers: ((LMAO)) Txen: ((picture it tho lmfao)) boomtank: ((ohgod ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i have seen some creative players)) CptRodimus: ((lmao Txen: ((*SNORT*)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((HAHAHA)) CptRodimus: (((ooc now CptRodimus: ((i am down a rabbit hole ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave steps down and nods. That was a little fun.* CptRodimus: ((minibots ItsyBitsySpyers: *And goes back to take his seat like nothing *** happened.* CptRodimus: ((ok i need to go get food Smokescree: /Thumbs up at Soundwave! Maybe he forgot the secrets part from the fun? Smokescreen's hoping that./ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ha. As if.* Txen: ((A SOUNDWAVE NEVER FORGETS)) Txen: ((except when he does)) boomtank: ((good luck Smokes boomtank: ............ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Tilts his helm.* FakeProwl: *farewell ping to Soundwave* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Nods farewell to Prowl.* Smokescree: /Dangit/ boomtank: I am going to have to talk to my alternate ItsyBitsySpyers: [[....Hmm.]] FakeProwl: *flickers out* boomtank: What? CptRodimus: @Smoke ::You can come over and play DDR later!:: ItsyBitsySpyers: [[....Nothing. It is nothing.]] Smokescree: @Rodimus ::That'd be awesome-- thank you.:: boomtank: ...right. Smokescree: Hey- Preds, preds- you ever play any games? Txen: DS: *stops mid-attempt to scratch his head with his foot* Uh. What kinda games? Smokescree: Like the game we had up! Or even physical games- you ever try lobbing? ItsyBitsySpyers: *...Makes a small note to maybe. MAYBE. Ping Blaster of his own accord some day.* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((what are you lookin for roddy?)) CptRodimus: *ok has to run out---* CptRodimus: Oh *** guys--- i got a shift who is on duty rn.... CptRodimus: *enjoy npc cyclonus glaring til you all leave* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Farewell.]] boomtank: ...goodnight ItsyBitsySpyers: [[We should also be heading home.]] CptRodimus: *spins out of the room as Cyclonus comes in* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Stands and summons all of his minis. Glances at Blaster.* boomtank: Yeah? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[...You were.]] NnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnO can't give a full compliment. [[Acceptable.]] boomtank: ....thanks. Same to you. ItsyBitsySpyers: *A sort of. A kind of. A stiff nod.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Coils a feeler loop around Shockwave's wrist and pulses Interest, Capital I, with a Question.* boomtank: -waves and leaves- G'night! boomtank: ((because mun is laughing so hard right now agoodidstraction: what Smokescree: Wheeljack Txen: Shockwave: *glances at feeler, then at wheeljack. maybe they should... have this conversation somewhere with fewer pests present* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Agreed. Shall they?* Txen: Shockwave: *offers arm* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Takes it. And out they go.* Txen: (SORRY SMOKEYMUN we got in a big convo on skype)) Smokescree: ((All good!)) Txen: DS: *shakes head vigorously* Sometimes we wrestle. Or take an old steel beam and have a tug-of-war. The kids got -loads- of chew toys...

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Platinum Diamond Scene: Sneak Away with Avery

You walk over to them and whisper into them ear. You: Sneak away with me? Avery: As though you even needed to ask.

You use the motel key to unlock the door and spin into the room, laughing like conspiring kids. You: Do you think we were subtle? Avery: Oh, I didn’t realise that we were trying to be. Should we re-do it? You: I think that’d probably be even less subtle. You both throw off your shoes and glance around the room. You: Looks like this place has lived through many pre-games. More like a hundred. Avery: I think it’s charming. Reminds me of my days in uni. You: You were this messy? For some reason I have trouble equating Avery Wilshere with messy. Avery: Oh, of course not, I would spend the whole day after hoovering. But I never worried about it the night of. Let chaos be chaos. Avery walks over to the table, finds an empty cup, and places their phone in it to amplify the sound. You: Ah, modern acoustics. Avery: What? You’ve made me nostalgic. Avery puts on a sultry dance tune and holds a hand out to you. You accept it, and they whirl you in toward them.

You: (I should…) -Dance sexy.

You dance with your back to Avery, moving your hips slowly back and forth. You place Avery’s hands on your thighs, and place your hands over theirs. Avery: Hmm… you read my mind. You weave your hands up into the air, Avery’s hands still intertwined with yours… then Avery spins you out and back toward them. You: You’re good at this. Dancing close to Avery, you can see a mischievous glint in their blue eyes. Your lips are only a few inches apart…

-Dance silly.

You take Avery in your arms for a funny tango, if you can call it that, holding one pair of arms out straight and marching toward the wall in an intense fashion. Avery: You never told me about this special talent of yours. You: Oh, stop. Avery: No, I’m serious. Next headlining show of Indio, here we come! You: Don’t say anything you’ll regret. Avery spins you around and dips you. Avery: I personally think we’d make a graceful dancing pair. Avery brings you back up, and you can see a mischievous glint in their blue eyes. Your lips are only a few inches apart…

You: (I should…) -Close the distance and kiss Avery.

You move in close and kiss Avery. They respond in kind, the kiss deepening, awakening different parts of you. You: Hmm… Entangled in each other, you step backward, bumping lightly against an armchair. Their hands trail down the slop of your back, then hold you tightly as you each grasp for more of each other. Avery: I have an idea. Avery gently takes your hand…

You: The bathroom? Avery takes in your sceptical look and just gives a mischievous smile, getting the shower water running. Avery: After being in hot weather all day, this’ll be so refreshing. Avery slips out of their clothes, letting them drop down to the floor in a pile. They hop in the shower, water droplets streaming down their skin. Avery: Well, are you coming in? You: Okay, I’m convinced. You pull your clothes over your head and join them inside eagerly. Steam wafts up all around, cloaking you. You: Ahhhhh. This feels so good. You’re in close proximity now. You cup their face with your hands, their lips soft and sweet. Avery: What a perfect end to an amazing day… You: Couldn’t agree more. After all we went through, it feels like a million years have passed… Can you imagine? This morning we were still in my hometown. You: It’s lovely to end everything with this. You meet Avery’s eyes.

You: We should… -See what fun we can get up to in here…

Avery: Oh, I like the way you think. What kind of fun? You: I’m taking suggestions… You watch as Avery lowers themselves to their knees, smiling slyly up at you. They move between your legs to taste your skin, making you dizzy. You: Don’t stop, Avery. Don’t stop. Don’t… You hold onto the railing for support with one hand, and reach down with the other, running your fingers through their hair, guiding them closer. Suddenly, your vision goes while. Your knees tremble, and you pull Avery up to meet you. You: Get over here. I’m not quite done with you.

You: Avery, I want you to… -Take me right here.

Avery: Good, because I need you now, and I don’t want to move any further. Avery turns you so you’re facing the wall. Their hand moves agonisingly slow down the course of your body, down your breasts, your ribcage, between your legs… You: Oh… You brace one hand against the wall as you bend over slightly. You: Yes… You feel Avery’s fingers at work, while they adjust your hips to fit better against them. Avery: Cadence… You turn around, your back pressed up against the wall. Avery draws your knee up as you sink into each other, moving rhythmically. You: Oh god… You buck against them, the waves hitting you all at once. You clutch them close to you as you ride it out together… Soon, they flop down next to you in the shower, exhausted.

-Take me on that sink.

Avery: Well, I’m not going to let one of your wishes go unfulfilled. Avery slides back the shower curtain, hot steam wafting into the air, warming up the whole room. They pick you up under your thighs and sets you down gently on the sink, kissing your neck. You: Yes… You feel Avery’s fingers at work, while they adjust your hips to fit better against them. Avery: Cadence… Avery draws your knee up as you move rhythmically with each other. You: Oh god… Avery lays a hand against the mirror behind you to steady themselves. Avery: You feel amazing like this… Soon, you buck against her, the waves hitting you all at once. You clutch them close to you as you ride it out together… Avery lays their forehead against yours.

Avery: Cadence, that was… You: Incredible. Avery reaches for your hand, kissing your knuckles softly…

-Wash each other off.

Avery: Good thinking. Avery lathers body wash onto your back and massages it into your skin, carefully getting your shoulders, the curve of your back, down to your legs… You: Mmmm… Now your turn. You do the same for Avery, hearing them sigh contentedly as you clean them off, releasing tension at the same time. Avery: Now I’m questioning why I haven’t brought you along to all my showers. You: Coordinating schedules might have made it difficult. Avery: We’d make it work. You spin Avery back around for another kiss… and then another… After a few minutes… You: Let’s head out. I think my fingers are starting to get pruney. You step out of the shower, tossing Avery a fluffy white towel. You: These are the fluffiest towels ever. After Avery dries off, a smile spreads on their face. You: What? What’s that look? Avery: I have an idea. Let’s head to the rooftop, the side we haven’t been to yet…

-Keep dancing instead.

You spin back away, then break apart for a dance solo. Avery ups the volume on the music. Avery: You’re a natural. You: I’m just letting the music do with me what it will. After a few more minutes of dancing, a smile spreads on Avery’s face. You: What? What’s that look? Avery: I have an idea. Let’s head to the rooftop, the side we haven’t been to yet…

Later that night, you’re curled up in blankets with Avery on a private area of the roof. You have front row seats of a full moon. You: I think I’m still absorbing the fact that I’m free from Ellis’ contract. Avery: You and me both. There are so many opportunities out there for you now. I can’t wait to see what you do with them. You: It’s funny… coming out of One in a Million, I felt like I had won the lottery. You: The true nature of things don’t really become clearer until later down the road. Did you ever have an uncertain feeling about Overknight? Avery: I’ve known Ellis since the beginning of my journey. There’s a lot of good in him too. I think I chalked the first few compromises I saw up to being a good businessman, knowing how to make it… Avery: But I can see now how he let some things go to the wayside after working so long.

You: I’m just glad that… -You found your voice.

You: Writing songs, performing ‘Hurricane’, helping me stand up to Ellis… You: It’s been great to see you come into your own. Avery: And to see you coming into yours. You: I guess we’re growing together, huh? Avery: And there’s no one else I’d rather do it with.

-I’m onto something new.

You: Onto bigger and better things. Maybe I don’t know where I’ll land yet… but I have a feeling things will work out. Avery: I have the same feeling too. You have an undeniable spark in you… I’m excited to see what you do with it.

You settle into their arms, taking in the starry desert sky together.

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