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thermaboo · 4 years

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Happy Here || Villain!Reader X Shoto Todoroki

Warning: Reader is yandere, Noncon, recording, HEAVY Angst, Degradation, Slapping, verbal abuse, kidnapping, reverse noncon, very NSFW

All characters are 18+, and you have to be too to read this.

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a/n: If you follow me, you’ve probably seen this post 900 times because tumblr has been struggling to upload things properly, if you’re seeing this in the tags, hello~~~ Anyway, lmao nothing smacks harder than breaking in a strong character bruh and thats that! I typed this like a woman possessed so if you see a mistake mind ya business lmao.

He looked into the abandoned building, getting a reading that there was an energy source in the area. The sidekicks in his agency scoured the bottom levels and he went straight to the source. Today was supposed to be his day off, he really didn’t want to be out at this time. It was your 3 year anniversary, and he had to see it through without you.

It’s been 14 months and 23 days since you’ve gone missing.

If he had known that final call would be your last. He would've stayed on the phone with you longer, he would’ve talked about something else besides work, he would’ve told you not to go out. So many would haves and should ofs, none of them brought you back home.

His mind returned to the present, his feet had carried him to where he needed to be without the consciousness to follow it. It was useful for work, but otherwise a sign of his emotional disturbance. The floor was empty, a few broken windows illuminated the dirty flooring with a late evening orange. There were some glass bottles in the corner and pieces of trash strewn about. It looked properly abandoned, but the pulsating radar said differently. There was something in this room, but absolutely nothing at all.

He walked around the room, noticing a faint difference in temperature in a certain spot in the room. He walked through it a few times just to make sure he wasn’t making it up, but the last time he did it the temperature difference vanished. In an instance a rope like material surrounding him, leaving him in an upright but uncomfortable position.

“Hello love, I’ll be a bit late again, please don’t wait up for me.”

“It’s okay hun, I’m going out with a friend tonight.”

“Please be safe and enjoy yourself. I know I’ve been really busy but just in case you make it back home before me, I have some wonderful news to tell you.”

“Oh! Don’t leave me in suspense Sho, I’m gonna be thinking about it all night!”

“It’s a surprise, you’ll love it, I promise.” He glanced at the small jewelry box on his desk, hoping that you love it just as much as he loves you.

“Okay” He could hear your pout even through the phone. “Well I miss you okay, take a break if you need to. I love you.”

“Love you more.”

A figure walked into view from the dark, taking him out of his thoughts once more. A mask obscuring your face, whirring in the darkness with a faint glow. It illuminated the body underneath, a light green glow against your figure.

"Who are you", he shouted, trying to seem confident. He was a pretty powerful hero, he wasn't used to being so easily caught. There wasn't any response on your end, you simply tilted your head and stared at him through your mask. The whirring and the sound of his teammates running around confused being the only thing in the room. He rocks against his bindings, sending out a distress signal to notify the others of his location. You both hear the pings echo across the floor, the door slams open. Izuku looks around confused.

"Todoroki?"

"I'm here!" he calls out, watching his friend whip around confused. Izuku sighs and quickly leaves, assuming it was a mistake and all the machinery was acting up.

What's happening.

You laugh, voice aggressively distorted through your mask. He's still not frightened, not letting go of his hope that he can escape this. He tries again to activate his quirk to no avail, the bindings are quirk proof.

You continue laughing at him in the vague encroaching darkness of the room. "Who ARE YOU" he shouted a little louder. An explosion went off in the distance, the building groaned at the nearby pressure. Any heros currently in the building rushed towards the sound of destruction, realizing that this was a distraction.

The small device next to you fizzled at the tap of your foot, emitting a large energy pulse before turning off. You pulled out a scanner of your own to demonstrate how that mysterious ping on it before is suddenly gone. Curious.

You walked up to the man in front of you, his heterochromic eyes stared at you intently, trying to figure out who this mysterious woman was. You still said nothing. You didn't think it was possible for him to get any stronger but he looked bulkier since you've last seen him. A little darker, maybe not as nice to others, cold, frigid. You imagined what his interactions were like now in days. Did he try seeing anyone else, did he still hang out with friends? Did he even miss you? Your partners only showed you so much before leaving, all you’ve seen of him in months were through short videos and pictures, and he seemed so happy that you were gone. You stroked your hand up his chest, feeling around your old stomping grounds, trying to test the waters of your guilt. See if there's still any left.

All you felt was hatred, pure, unbridled hatred. You held his head delicately, patting his frayed hairs away as you thought about how much you missed his head. How he would lay in your lap and let you play with his hair and tell you about his day. Days you had ripped from you, days he seemed to forget. The pro hero was shaking in your grasp, you're not sure if it was from fear or the uncomfortable positioning of the ropes, but either was fine for you. You grabbed him by his hair and forced his vision up, you got your answer. It was fear.

"What was that explosion? What are you doing." He lets out in slight trembles.

"Oh, just a few friends. Don't worry about them, you can't do shit for them anyways."

“Why is this happening?”

“Because I can Shoto, because

can. They can handle that without me, but here, here is where I’m needed.”

He had no clue what you were talking about, the fear was starting to get to him. Usually there’s some kind of motive behind these sorts of things, but this seemed entirely too personal. He can’t help but notice how familiar you look and a thought crosses his mind.

You let one hand roam downward fiddling with the zipper of his hero costume. Giggling under her heavy breathing. "Stop.”

You keep going. Slowly.

"Please."

Slower.

"Ple-" a smack lands across his face, he doesn’t bother to move his face back, he just leaves it there. He isn't weak by a long shot, but right now there wasn't a single fight in him, he just wanted to run.

His mind replays the moment of panic. When her friend called to see if she simply didn’t leave your shared apartment.

“Hey Todoroki, I know she said you were at work, but do you know if she left the house.”

His whole body paused, “Yes, she left, she was walking when she last called me.”

“I-”. The sound of traffic and wind blew through the call. “She never showed up. I’ve called her and text her a dozen times and she didn’t respond. I don’t want to worry you I just-. I don’t know what happened.”

“I will call you back.” He hung up and immediately called you while running out of his office, call after call after text and nothing. He left a few panicked voicemails, hoping that you just had your phone on silent and was busy. His mind reeled at the possibilities, trying his hardest to think the best of the situation. Yeah, he’d arrive home and you’d be asleep on the couch, wrapped up in your favorite blanket, Tv cycling through Netflix shows. Maybe you realize you didn’t want to go, and forgot to tell your friend. Maybe-

The door to your apartment opened, silent, cold, nothing. He ran through the apartment checking everything, even underneath the pillow hoping there would be some kind of sign of you. All that was left was a funny little drawing you left for him on the whiteboard near the door. “Don’t forget to eat! There’s some Soba in the fridge, I won’t be gone too long!”

He rang the police and then your friend. “She hasn’t responded to any of my calls or text, and she’s not at the apartment. I’ve called the police.” The both of them continued the call in silence, hoping to say something that would reassure the other but nothing came to mind.

"Awwww, look who came to visit."

You poked at the forming bulge in his pants. "You're fucking sick, you know that?".

He cranes to look down, unaware that his body was reacting without his mind. "Let me fucking go,” he strains against his bindings, desperate to escape whoever this was torturing him.

You squeeze his dick, and laugh again. "Or what? Where are you going to run to? Who's gonna hear you? You're in my world now." He tries to move away from your touch and you just persist. "Do you get this hard for every villain that touches you or just me?" He pushes against his restraints and looks at you with murderous but fearful intent. "You still don't know me? I'm hurt." His brain hurts trying to figure out who this woman was, wanting to figure out anything that can vaguely put some kind of understanding to this situation. He couldn't think of anything but-

Was it?

Who else had that quirk.

Images flashed in his head to you two holding hands in a crowd, he watched as the world continued on without any notice of their presence. The cars drove straight through them, people walked right by them, they were there and weren't all at once. "See, it's neat I guess but I can't go much further than here. One layer below this and it's pretty much the same thing with less people. One to the left has a weird saturation to it."

"I think it's amazing Y/n"

"Really?" You ask, unsure of how to feel. He was very confused at your insecurity, you were just not trained, but pocket dimensions were surely a powerful quirk. He wondered just how many of these dimensions there were?

He came back to his senses when he felt his dick pop out of his boxers. His memories fade into the darkness of his reality that keeps calling him back when he so badly wants to escape. In his mind he still has you, you’re safe, and this isn’t happening to him. For a second, the thought passes by that whoever this is may kill him, and he may get to see you again. He quickly shakes the thought away, you were alive, and he was going to find you one day. He mentally berated himself for even entertaining the thought of this being you or death.

"Shotooooo, I'm trying so hard to get your attention? Why do you keep leaving me?” You lift your mask slightly to accommodate his length in your mouth, you almost forgot how much you enjoyed this. Almost. Your lips bop up and down paying close attention to his cute pink head, it was always so pretty. Lucky for Shoto, it was always prettier in your mouth. You drag your nails around his thighs, making sure to draw blood on your way back. He arches, hating himself for responding to your actions

His dick leaves your mouth with a sickening pop, “How's my little Pro Hero? Think about how many people needed your help while you were here, you didn't even clock out for this.” You rest your head on his thigh and lazily stroke his cock, “you couldn’t even save your girlfriend.”

“Shut the fuck up you don’t know a thing about her.”

“Oh, really struck a chord there. Didn’t think you cared about her that much, especially because you’re gonna cum to some villain you can’t even recognize.” You begin to pick up the pace, precum coating your hand and filling the air with a wet gliding sound. “Or can you hold it in? Can you do it for her? Her dead body is in a ditch somewhere, and here you are, about to come on some other chick's hand.”

He said nothing, you could tell from the faint light that was left in the room that he was crying. Oh god did you love seeing those tears. You felt a familiar tensing underneath you and you prepared for what was going to happen next and placed your mouth over his cock again. His groans mixed with his sobs and he came in your mouth, you swallowed quickly and smiled upwards at him.

“I think she’ll forgive you for cumming, after all, the conditions weren’t entirely fair.” You stand up and turn on a lamp next to you before activating a button to readjust his ropes. He hit the floor with a thud and you could hear him groaning behind you before the bindings quickly tightened to their new position. You turn back around and take your place on top of his thighs, your hands reaching upward to wipe the tears from his cheeks.

“Sho are you okay?” He wasn’t sure if that was the memory or the woman on top of him, quite frankly they’re both starting the sound the same.

“Babe you’ve been so silent, are you okay? You sat across from him, holding his hand. You two were at a Diner, it seemed very late.

“Yes, I’m alright, I’m not sure where I went.”

“I understand, you smile at him and squeeze his hand.” There is only one cup on the table.

Izuku walks between the tables looking concerned.

“Midoryia, nice seeing you, we were just waiting for our food.” The green haired man stares at him sympathetically and puts his hand on his shoulder.

“Shoto, I think you need to see someone.”

“Why?” He looks in front of him, no one’s there. The seat is empty. It dawns on him that he’s done it again, went off on an adventure like he used to do with someone who wasn’t there. He paid the tab and quickly left, making sure to ignore the concerned faces of people who recognized him and must’ve seen him talking to himself.

“Izuku.”

“Yes?”

“Do you think she’s dead?”

Reality welcomes him back and he sees the top of your head laying down on him. You’re very warm, it sounds like you’re muttering something to yourself.

You snap up, glossy eyes connecting with his heterochromatic ones. “I was worried you might have died.” There wasn’t an ounce of seriousness in your voice. He continued to say nothing and you could feel him tremble again. He must have noticed that you were no longer wearing pants or underwear. The sound of burning in the distance still emanated in the air. This was all so horrid, well, for him at least.

You pull off the mask hiding your face and he begins to struggle underneath you wildly. You hold on to the sides of his hip and let him thrash about.

“No no no no NO NO NO!”

“Shhhhh It’s okay, it’s me.” You crawl upwards to be closer to him, you watch him, wild and confused underneath you. He looks like an animal caught in headlights. “I’m gonna make this all so much easier for you.” You glide back down him, hand reaching first for his dick. You give him a few good strokes and hover above him, seeing if he’d move on his own.

There was nothing.

You know, I don't know why you idiot Heros have big cocks if you're not gonna use it. You plunge all the way down him, earning a delicious whimper as he twitches inside of you, clearly feeling overstimulated by what's happening. "Awwwww, I forgot you were a virgin. I’m not anymore, but I was thinking about you every time they touched me.” His insides felt like liquid, he hated this. He wanted to lose his virginity to you, but not like this. He still sees you as the soft girl he met at a bakery, he sees your smile as you giggled in the rain underneath your umbrella, he remembers all the times he's confided in you, and the memory can not merge with who you are now. Corrupted, violent, dark.

You continue bouncing on his dick, watching him writhe underneath you. You wonder where he is right now, he looks at you so betrayed, so lost, but you can't tell if its painful or in lust. At this point, it doesn't matter and it all becomes a muddled mixture of everything.

"Y/n, p-please. This isn't you."

You slowly lift your bottom half, making sure to keep eye contact with those beautiful eyes, waiting to see the moment when he loses all his composure.

"You don't know that. You don't know anything about me." You slowly go back down on him, making sure it feels like blissful hell. "Where were you Shoto?"

You slammed down again. "I needed you." Slam. "And you weren't there." Slam. "You weren't there for so fucking long." Slam. "But you're here now."

"I'm sorry I didn't save you. I won't leave you again." He's crying a cry you’ve never seen before. It should invoke worry in you, bring out the motherly instincts you always had for him, but instead it made you crave to see him broken like this again and again. You look at him tenderly and stroke his cheek. He seems like he’s on the verge of losing it.

“You're a good boy shoto, always have, always will be. And I can't hate my good boy.” He can’t escape to his head anymore, you were here, you were finally here with him.

You buck down on him, one hand leaned back on the concrete other on your phone's record button. You pull your mask down in order to distort your voice. "Show me you’re sorry". He bucks up into you, completely blissed out. His rhythm is sloppy and desperate, he can’t really think straight anymore. All of his thoughts are of you, and you were happy like this. He just wants to make you happy.

The light from the camera is blinding him, he should be covering his face, he should be doing something but he can't bring himself to fight against you. He smiles back at you and all he can manage out is a weak "I love you."

You look at him through your screen and he looks absolutely beautiful like this. Sweat plastered to his face, deep in a breakdown that you're sure he'll never recover from. You feel yourself going ragged against him, slapping his face as you near your end. He can't even form words anymore. Not an ouch, not a stop, just groaning and incoherent words. He's so close.

You slow your movements and grab him by the throat, just tight enough for his dick to feel it, but not tight enough for him to not be able to talk. "You're fucking worthless you know that right?"

"Yes."

"You're nothing without me."

"I'm nothing with or without you."

You pause and smile underneath the mask, surprised that you broke him down that badly in such a short time span.

"You're a fast learner. Now, smile Princess." You set your sights on the end and continue riding him with all the strength you had left. He obliges you, smiling with exhaustion, up at the light. You position your body at the right angle so his cock hits everything at the right angle, and you feel yourself flying over the edge of your orgasm. Your body spasms violently, your sure the camera is probably disoriented. Your hips continue to meet with his as you ride out your orgasm. He shortly met his own, moans and sobs echoing throughout the abandoned room.

You hope you caught that because you sure as hell couldn't see it through your own orgasm still burning through you.

You stopped the recording and laid on his chest in silence. A sticky liquid continued to drain down your legs, a lot of it actually. You tried not to focus on the feeling of his cum in you, it could probably get you going again and you definitely didn't need that. You instead listened to his heavy breathing, it felt so nice to be home.

He watched you type something away on your phone before you looked up at him. "This is gonna be everywhere in probably....20 minutes? Maybe even less. Your father will probably try to have it taken down but you know how the internet is." He continued to breathe on the ground, still feeling waves of his pleasure mixed with shame. He knows his Hero career is essentially over, but maybe it's better this way. You were the only person to ever understand him, and if he couldn't show you his love through saving you, he'd show you his love this way. Even if you never love him again, even if he can only see you smile by being below you. He just wants to be your hero, even if that means he has to be the world's villain.

You ran your finger through his hair, he cuddled further into you silently. He must've seen the news reports about his disappearance. It’s been weeks and it’s still on every station, his father is probably pushing hard to get him back but you know better than that. Besides, everyone loves his videos, every time you post it blasts to the top of trending before being “removed”. He should be happy to know his son is still alive. Your captors, well, coworkers let you keep a pet and you’ll be damned if anyone takes him away from you. "You're happy here right Sho?"

He says nothing, he just clutches into you further, his breathing increasing with every moment. That familiar tremble began to accompany his breathing, he was going to cry again.

"There there love, there there."

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whyarewecalledtheshipname · 3 years

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kh3, khux, recoded spoilers:

ramblings about unreality, the BoP, and the journal:

ngl i'm hella late to the party and i'm still not super familiar with what ideas and theories have been made regarding khux shit, unreality shit, etc. these are thoughts i had after rewatching recoded.

i know the maleficent/book scene isn't novel, but i wanna ramble about it anyway.

a question i had when listening to some khux talk: is it agreed that MoM made unreality? bc we know he hid there, right. idk how or since when, i'm guessing it's where he originally disappeared to.

But what's our understanding of that scene in the khux finale, where MoM's telling Darkness about the fictional world, the world he couldn't even conceive? Where neither light or darkness rules?

i've only watched that scene a few times, and i'm not clear on whether MoM's talking about the fictional world as if it already exists, or something he's envisioning.

pff i can't even organize my thoughts lmao. So, my guess at this point is that MoM was envisioning/imagining this world where neither light or darkness rules (and where voices and eyes can't reach but idk what dictates THAT particular rule). By simply imagining/thinking of it, i don't think it resulted in that world becoming real. Cause i thought he said something about that idea having to be "realized", but rewatching that specific scene, he doesn’t. If anyone knows for sure if he ever mentioned something like this i’d appreciate confirmation. [EDIT: MoM does specify putting your imagining into realization in the fan translation, which is more direct/literal and often times more accurate than the official localization…🤷🏽‍♀️]

But—IF it's not enough to /just/ think of it, and you do have to literally put it into realization—. My interpretation of what that means is, you know, putting the idea into action. /Making/ it real. Manifesting it. And that can happen any number of ways. Namely, in this case, putting it on paper. In the Book.

THE BOOK, UGH. The recoded scene. I know it kinda basically confirms that the book can create worlds but again i wanna scream about it a little.

But first. So far, i have that idea. Now as for the actual sequence of events, mmm. My brain goes all over the place for that one. Bc before rewatching those scenes, the question took form of "what came first? the chicken or the egg?" bc an idea i had heard was that Verum Rex, the game, could be a documentation of what's going on in unreality. And i've been flip flopping on that.

for me it would depend on whether unreality as we see it was spawned (that's the word i use) as soon as MoM originally thought of it, and wrote it down. Bc then Verum Rex could be made in the image of that world. On the other hand, if Verum Rex is like, 'additional' realization of the /idea/, then that would mean the game came before (most/some of) the world. But i think the first option is more likely.

So MoM conceived the world --> MoM wrote about it in the Book --> the world became real --> SOMEONE made the world into a game

and that gets into my thoughts about who tf has access to unreality, at least to the extent that they can see into it and observe it, and how. and obv, square enix (in kh) made the game. and square enix is literally "the powers that be" so. kinda an obvious option. but anyway.

i covered my main points ig. so time to scream about how tf this even could happen and why. not that i have any actual answers bc how tf could a book make worlds.

recoded. GOD, RECODED. If i didn't already ramble about HOW the Book could make worlds then i'm about to.

idek where to start lmao. Maleficent. she brings up the book, after she and pete have been rescued/released from the datascape.

(And what IS the datascape exactly? WHAT does it encompass? is the datascape in recoded strictly the data made from the journal? like, could there be multiple datascapes based on different source materials, or based in different devices/computers? ????)

“Yes, considering legend has it the book can conjure, making an entire world filled with beings and powers that have yet to exist.”

So that's just there. We've seen this. So this is assuming we can take the legend as (probable) fact. I'm assuming the Book really /can/ make worlds.

this next part about fairy tales i'm including to like cover my bases and see if anyone has thoughts about it bc i have not thought too much about the concept of fairy tales in kh and what it could mean:

“Really? A book that can just make up a world? I don't know. That sounds like nothin' more than fluffy, pink, kids' fairy tale stuff. It just sounds too good to be true"

“Ah, but who’s to say a fairytale’s not true?”

So that's that about fairy tales. (omg cinderella, dreams coming true, true love's kiss, sleeping beauty, WHHHHH--)

“And I ask you, how does that differ from this world they call the ‘date escape’?”

THIS BITCH. (the quote not maleficent lol) I know that early theories and probably current one's still, suggested unreality/quadratum/other-shibuya were data worlds, or something akin to them. and i mean, yeah, i wondered too, bc of the glitchy stuff with sora’s heart station in the secret episode.

but also, like. this whole world manifested "outside" of kh's reality. like, is it even possible that it COULD be /just/ data? As in, could data just exist on it's own like that? (or is there more? if the part of unreality we see /is/ data, is it only the data aspect of a bigger whole? i've seen a theory talk about this, is why i even bring it up)

If what we see of unreality so far is data, like, does that data exist within something? does it /need/ to?

and if unreality is data, like. i feel like it'd have to be different than that data worlds we see in kh. pure guesswork, but i feel like it's /more/ than just data worlds. /Bigger/.

"how does [world created by the BoP] differ from [datascape of the journal]?" thats the thing, too. essentially, what's the difference between the Book, and the journal.

sHEESH i just rambled in my notes. it's a bunch of guesswork, and idk if i should even put it here. gimme a sec.

okay well might as well address this while i’m here. my guess is that there IS no difference. there is no difference between the BoP and fucking jiminy’s journal, ability wise. We know the BoP doesn’t actually predict the future, it was simply written in the past after the future had taken place.

inherently, there’s no difference.

the difference between their CONTENTS however. one accounts the future (that has already happened, this is kinda important imo). the other records the past.

two things they both share. 1) the events in both books already happened 2) we saw them happen. in reality.

just like the past is fixed and unchangeable, so is the future (bc it’s already happened). We know this.

so what ISNT fixed and unchangeable? if literally all of time IS?

fiction.

okay, well, duh.

this is where my ideas become pure assumptions.

my guess is that like i said, neither of these books holds any special power over the other. and if my next guess is right, then neither of these books holds any special power over literally any other book (in kh).

this has no bearing on my main points above. (did MoM not discover unreality, did he THINK of it? i think he did. did MoM write his idea in the BoP? i think he did. did writing it down result in the idea manifesting as a world? i think it did.)

the idea is that ANY book [any MEDIUM, for that matter (books, shows, movies, games)] can create worlds. THIS world (or these, that we’ve seen in the secret ending and secret episode) is just the only one we’ve been shown.

i could not tell you how. and i could not tell you why. the only guess i currently have is that fictional ideas (given a medium) create worlds bc that’s Just How Things Work in kh. like, it’s literally just the laws of physics of kh.

For SOME fucking reason, fictional worlds given a medium spawn real worlds, outside of kh. hence, unreality. (bc they’re outside of kh reality, and bc they’re Not Real. fictional)

What about the BoP and the journal then? The shit in there doesn’t manifest as a separate world because it has already manifested in reality. That’s why i was saying it was important that the future already happened. bc if you wrote about a hypothetical future, not simply recorded the future as witnessed through your time traveling eyeball, then that would therefore be fiction. even if it’s based on the real world, this hypothetical future would not consist of real world events. An AU, basically. like real world=canon, hypothetical future=noncanon (fanfiction oop) (nonfiction vs fiction)

so if you wrote your fake future shit, it would hypothetically spawn as a world in unreality. IF the idea of the creation of worlds through fictional ideas given a medium pans out lmao.

On the other hand, the power to create worlds really could be special to the BoP or MoM himself. but the reason i don’t assume that in the first place is due to his wording in his khux scene.

“If you imagine hard enough, you can make anything a reality.” (maybe it’s just phrasing. maybe only he has the power and he’s just not specifying it but 🤷🏽‍♀️)

this brings me to Pete in kh2 LMAO LEGIT i just remembered that one theory video about how the fuck pete manifested a whole ass time capsule world by WISHING for it. if all it takes is JUST IMAGINING (in the case of fictional ideas) and WISHING (in the case of real world events), that would throw this whole post out the window lmao.

if imagining ISNT enough, and you DO have to go through the step of /realizing/ your idea, by giving it a MEDIUM, then.

and the reason i stick so much to the concept of giving things MEDIUMS is bc of khux. and this is all based on the english versions of the game.

at this point i’m not even connecting random dots, i’m scribbling all over a blank page but. it reminded me of time travel. to time travel, you leave your body behind, resulting in just a heart. to restore the body, the physical form, you need two things at your destination. Someone with memories of you, and a medium.

a mental/non-physical element, and a physical one.

memories could equate to imagining. a medium to restore the physical form could equate to a medium through which to express a fictional idea. and these two things combined results in a physical manifestation. Except one process restores real people in reality, and the other process creates people/places in unreality. (bc worlds don’t time travel or do they oh god)

the likely thing is that these two things aren’t related at all, esp since i’m working with the assumption that the second process even exists.

there’s also this random google definition of the word medium as it relates to computers: “a particular form of storage for digitized information, such as magnetic tape or discs” 🤷🏽‍♀️

another random idea/question regarding the process by which we’ve seen mediums result in worlds. the journal was converted into data with mickeys fucking macbook computer/machine. and that resulted in the worlds and people written about in the journal being recreated as data, hence data worlds and data characters. (and real people can enter data too without necessarily being data themselves but that’s a random note)

would the writings in the BoP require a similar process? or any other book/medium for the matter? obviously it wouldn’t be the exact same process or it’d just result in a data world, and a fictional data world would just be a video game at that point. is writing it at all the process? i mean i already assumed it is but just thinking.

i thought maybe Verum Rex could have been the process for this world specifically. The video game could be the writing converted into data but i don’t think the time aligns. Like, Verum Rex is like the best selling game right now. and MoM conceived and potentially wrote the idea down back in the age of fairy tales. I don’t know what time shenanigans could explain that time gap.

imo the wildest part of this whole thing is just the assumption that writing down a fictional idea results in the creation of a whole ass world in a whole different plane of existence lmao. like i said, i could not guess as to why this would be the case, only that it could just be part of the physics in kh world. Action, reaction. Conception, manifestation.

if anything, this whole concept of ideas becoming worlds would just be a fourth wall thing. get an idea, put it on paper, make worlds. ofc everyone has recognized the meta-ness of all this lmao i’m here trying to rationalize it in-game.

i had more quotes i didn’t add lol, in regards to the similarities between the BoP and the journal. it’s kinda additional stuff about why i do or don’t assume the things i do. (the first maleficent quote is the biggest tho for me)

“Don’t you think it might just be worth our while to search for a connection? Perhaps there’s a link of some sort between that so-called journal of theirs and the Book of Prophecies.”

(“so-called” why this phrasing? is it that maleficent suspects the journal is more than it seems? is it just the eng dialogue or just maleficent’s speech pattern?)

at this point i’m mostly gonna copy/paste my ramblings, so it’s gonna be messier:

So clearly they’re telling us to LOOK for the connections between the journal and the book. is it for proof that the book of prophecies CAN make worlds?

and also, does it make worlds OUTSIDE of kh BECAUSE you can’t change fate? it depends on the power of the book, and what gives it that power. (if it’s a power exclusive to the BoP after all)

lmao admittedly, this can be encapsulated by stuff Spuuky said during one of his streams about how Jiminy’s journal is OP bc you could create literally anything by writing it down bc converting it into data would make it real, and able to directly affect and interact with the real world. And at that point i was like bruh it’s not the journal it’s the machine but??? LMAO ARE THEY SO DIFFERENT AFTER ALL, i hate this game

and, another random question, does stuff from unreality manifest in kh? and if it does, does it do it on its own or would someone in kh need to access unreality and carry the ideas back over to kh? i already asked this earlier, and my end assumption for now was that verum rex did NOT just leak into kh by accident, someone brought the idea over. and the reason i don’t think it was MoM is because i’m guessing MoM doesn’t work at square enix in kh (nomura is MoM theories incoming lol). And MoM is hiding in unreality (tho he seems to have been coming back to kh every so often when he sees fit, such as his intervention with xehanort).

imma leave this for now, my thumbs are RIP

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scarletta-ec · 4 years

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Original Sin Story: Re_Crime

[AFTERWORD]

So this is mainly mothy talking about the original book so I guess this means I get to go through my process. More or less just my patch notes from this build of Original Sin Story: Crime.

Part 1

First, I made Maria a little older when she was caught in a storm. I wanted to distance Levia from lightning and make Maria a more Miku-ish age rather than a typical Rin age.

Basically, I’m increasing Levia’s association with wind instead of lightning.

Next was Miroku’s name. I don’t know, it’s an alright name but it feels weird for a surname from later EC being a first name of a not-Jakokuese character here. I first renamed him Nemanja, but then found a Slavic G- name I liked, Gavriil. It’s an equivalent to “Gabriel” which is the name of an archangel.

I liked the first few chapters so not too much has changed. It got exponentially more and more divided from the source material as the book quality went down.

I haven’t changed too much of the worldbuilding or politics cause that is not my strong point, lol. It’s serviceable so I let it be.

I added a description of curled platinum blond hair for Irta Li because I think he should look like Alucard.

Changed the “gear” system of time to “period” since that term is an actual expression of time and is not used in-universe/in the book for this purpose.

Changed Adam and Gammon’s reactions to being late. I just feel maybe Adam shouldn’t be so smug and Gammon such an ass.

I didn’t change anything about Vaju, but his description makes me think of the Capitol elite from The Hunger Games.

Part 2

Didn’t feel like settling on “Mogura” or “Mole People” for those people who dig up Second Period relics, so I just titled them Excavators.

Kept the magic car cause it’s pretty dope and it made my friend go feral cause she predicted it.

Genderbent Raiou into Raijoou because I always imagined the Zvezdas as matriarchal and instead of switching it so Raiou was the late parent, I just said screw it, Eve gets two moms.

I like the idea of Horus Solnste being his own character but there’s really no way to make it work without even more rewrites so he’s still Seth here.

Raijoou’s wife still claims to have found Eve in a river. This is an in-story lie and a meta misdirection.

Added that Adam and Eve have a year to two year difference in age, but they’re both around 20.

I found the whale thing kind of dumb so I just made Catherine a “white blur under the waves” (i.e. a dead sunken body). I get it was a Jonah’s whale reference but I don’t think she needs to literally be a whale for her to fulfill that reference, like how Seth is never a literal snake.

Changed the mention of “THE White Army” to “A White Army”. Raisa mentions a test of her “Second Regiment”. I changed her from a Salem inheritor to a Vlad inheritor (who uses fire magic). This “Second Regiment” is an undead army that are all white, like the Netsuma humans of her First Regiment. Though the zombies are resistant to regular fighting, lightning gets them down quite easily.

I have to say, I wasn’t really chill with Meta being a Gilles inheritor when the info came out but the Red Devotees are so terrifying I couldn’t change it.

Salem inheritor fire is not fire magic. The Netsuma are not all Vlad inheritors like Raisa, but they are all skilled in the fire arts, that is, fire spells and weapons. The arts don’t cover blue flames, as only Salem inheritors produce that.

I made Eve a Held sect member from the start, for more conflict between her and Zellana as Zellana proceeds to be an asshole about Held. Since Nemu isn’t too close to the forest, Eve hasn’t seen Held for herself, so she tries not to cause so much of a fuss, aware she’s in a Levia sect majority place.

Part 3

Adam doesn’t have a direct memory of any river. He was just already out in the open as a very young child as far as he could remember.

Adam is still caught up in a storm like the original tsunami and is saved by Catherine.

Made Horus/Seth as less of a dick than he is, by him being unable to bring Adam to Maria (or reveal Adam as Maria’s son) since Maria’s visitors really are restricted and enforced.

It’s unclear if Horus really did update Maria on Adam’s condition as he claims, decide depending on how you want to see him.

Made Gammon and Adam’s relationship just a bit more pining-y, so when Gammon is drunk he just leans on Adam instead of the counter.

Changed the fucking STUPID Levia inheritor bullshit with Venom. Venom is now connected to Gilles Inheritors. Kept the dead body experimentation part so it’s uncomfortably close to the truth.

Made Adam a little less willing to commit homicide.

MADE ADAM KEEP HIS STUPID, GROSS PLAN ON THE BACKBURNER. HE DOESN’T GO THROUGH WITH IT.

Adam circumvents Seth for the recipe for Venom. This is very important.

Horus/Seth has told Adam about the river children, not telling Adam he is one of those. Adam thus assumes he must be one of them. This is further misdirection.

Raijoou is still a founding member of Apocalypse.

Seth isn’t around so much while Adam and Eve hang out, so as far as Adam is aware, Seth doesn’t know he’s using Venom. This is important as well.

Gammon flirts with Adam but slyly takes it back before he notices.

Adam is already paranoid that he’s given Eve too much Venom (this is unchanged from the source but still important for the payoff)

Scene with Catherine is unchanged, because I love her and this scene.

When Eve has the stillbirth, Seth implies something on Adam’s part is what caused it. The pieces all come together: Seth may have created Venom, but Adam went behind his back to get Venom, used it while trying to keep Seth from knowing about it, thus making this all Adam’s fault. Seth didn’t even convince him to use it, either.

Part 4

Seth gets a black eyes and is being creepy when pistol-whipped. Also his glasses were sent flying off his face.

Finally, Seth clears the meticulous shit I set up, lmao.

After Maria was rendered sterile and her twins were gotten rid of, she still wanted a child and enlisted Seth to make it happen.

The twins aren’t Adam and Eve. Seth kept the boy in cryostasis in Lunaca Labora for his destruction powers, and gave the girl to the Lighwatch Temple so he could keep a close eye on her. These are Amostia and Elluka, respectively.

Adam is essentially a tube-grown human. He’s not a ghoul child because he was made with two sets of DNA, Maria’s and a foreign man to obscure Adam’s phenotype.

Lunaca Labora is a large underground complex, with secret entrances spanning to and from many important capital buildings.

Thus, when Apocalypse bombed one of these buildings, this caused a collapse in the section of Lunaca Labora below it, the chaos in which Adam disappeared.

It was incidents like this that made Raijoou leave Apocalypse and take a wife in the quiet village of Nemu once again.

Horus had met both Raijoou and her wife, Inanna while searching Evillious.

I named her wife Inanna because I wanted a name that resembled “inazumi” to fit Raijoou’s lightning theme, in addition to Inanna meaning “lady” and “heaven/sky”, and being a Sumerian goddess equated to Ishtar.

Without Raijoou’s input, Inanna enlisted Horus to make them a child, she she couldn’t have any, and of course not with Raijoou.

Eve is fashioned the same way as Adam- made with two sets of DNA donated by Inanna and Raijoou.

She was a backburner project so she was finished about a year after both Adam and Meta. Seth had also made Eve a HER carrier.

Since Raijoou is a Held inheritor, Eve ended up as one, too. Noticing this early in her development, it got Seth interested in making ghoul children with inheritor abilities.

Seth is still a shitty father, but I made it less..... cartoonishly horrible. Not better, just less awful. Seth is already a twisted guy, so he tried raising Adam the way he himself was raised, the only way he could think of: purely for their intelligence. Seth had gifted child syndrome, I’m calling it.

Seth tried making Gilles inheritor ghoul children specifically because they were hard to make. If he could get them correctly, he could make any kind of inheritor.

When he failed, he melted down their compositions since they were now useless. This is where Venom really comes from.

His first success was Meta, which opened the door for more inheritors.

Seth would have preferred Cain and Abel be born alive, as he swapped the God Seed for Seeds of Malice when they were first conceived. (Notice how Seth just always has it with him and is the first to brandish it, even in OSS: Crime?) Eve being a HER carrier would have increased Cain and Abel’s chances of being born with HERS.

They did indeed die because Eve had too much Venom. Not because of some really gross lazy ass-pull of a plot twist. That’d be crazy, right?

Eve was actually immune to Venom because as the Held inheritor test tube human Seth made, her own powers cancelled Venom’s powers out.

But even though the drug did not affect her mind, it was still in her bloodstream.

Normally, that’s not a problem, but Venom’s side effects in a pregnant person include deformities in the developing fetus(es) that can kill in utero (the same general reason Gilles Inheritors were so hard to make)

Eve still went mad after the stillbirth, which is not because of all the Venom in her bloodstream, the trauma activated the self-hypnosis (another Held inheritor power) she uses throughout the series. It’s a self defense tactic to protect her from the death of her children, by making her think they are alive and well.

That hypnosis will last a VERY long time, it’s in constant action like a flexing muscle, though its effects waver. I imagine it’d make her kind of despondent or tired since she’s just constantly using her inheritor powers without even realizing it.

Seth is definitely puppeting all these disasters but Cain and Abel’s deaths are on Adam’s hands.

Part 5

RAISA AND META ARE ACTUALLY FRIENDS, LIKE MOTHY ORIGINALLY SAID.

I mean honestly they’re like casual, informal girlfriends. It’s like they never actually asked the other out but when they spar for fighting practice they pin each other a lot. They just like being near each other. Looking at each other. They drink together a lot.

I made Meta not such a bitch about Raisa, too. Like, Jesus Christ, mothy. Meta is now worried for Raisa because she’s such a hellbeast in battle, not cause she hates her for [404 REASON NOT FOUND].

Meta didn’t really have any impression of Raisa when Pale suggested they recruit her, mainly agreeing because it beefed up their forces, coming to know her because they had since lived together with the rest of Apocalypse.

Meta finds Raisa’s scar (particularly around her mouth) distracting because they aren’t covered up behind a mask like they usually are.

Raisa literally climbs onto Meta’s bed and probably over Meta so they can be face to face.

Meta’s almost not even listening, cause Raisa’s hair is like a glowing white next to her red face. Meta, please stop thinking about how pretty your girlfriend is and listen.

Instead of completely pointless amnesia, Meta simply wishes to not dwell on her past. It’s more of a conscious effort to repress that time of her life than actual locked-away memories.

To nonamnesiac Meta, her life really only meant something once she was around 20.

HEY, INSTEAD OF CHILD META BEING ASSAULTED, LET ME PROPOSE:

Much like Adam, Meta had nothing to do but wander around the country, though she more often broke into homes and stole than he did.

Her Gilles inheritor charms allowed her to weasel her way out of trouble, but she always thought people went easy on her because she was a homeless child.

Her powers/the genuine pity of onlookers sometimes allowed her to SCP-1076 her way into a home, but she always felt out of place and would usually end up running away again.

Meta was caught up in an attack by Apocalypse but as the action was winding down, Pale found her and recruited her, her murdering a hostage as a sort of initiation.

The Royal Capital Army’s armor can’t be breached by Raisa’s fire. This is important later on.

Meta is done zoning out so she hugs Raisa to make her stop shouting.

Some very subtle rewording that implies Meta wasn’t dressed before Raisa left the room. Not necessarily naked, but maybe in whatever nightclothes she had. I imagine just lingerie though.

Milky is dressed as she usually is, on top of the covers while Pale is under them.

Made Meta less so goddamn spiteful about Milky??

Basically Meta and Pale kind of joke with each other about their other partners, Raisa and Milky respectively. Apocalypse is a big ol’ polycule, minus Yegor. Cause he’s a creep.

Kept the cute stuff Meta thinks about Pale... who’d have thought their relationship would be the least garbage out of the original book?

Changed a little bit about Pale’s music box tinkering. He’s not making something, he’s taking it apart. Though he plans to put it back together to get better at making things.

Meta is still thinking about Raisa so she accidentally brings her up when they’re discussing the mole in the group.

Meta genuinely doesn’t think Raisa is the mole, and defends her when Pale asks if she’s implying something.

The woman Meta comes across is still? Eve? I have no goddamn idea why it can’t be her in the original so, you’re welcome mothy, I fixed it.

The fog and fighting has knocked out Adam, whom Eve is cradling. The fog is a byproduct of Venom so it doesn’t affect Meta nor Eve.

Eve is so stressed, so hypnosis is going into overdrive to the point she can’t even get her children’s names right. or she could just be so upset that she’s slurring her words.

Raisa has somehow come into intel that says Yegor is the mole and is conspiring to capture Meta, so she abandoned her trip north to warn or help Meta.

Raisa is not immune to Venom, but the mask she uses to cover her scars is helping filter some of it out so she’s still lucid enough to yell to Meta.

The fog has overtaken most of the scene, Eve has escaped with Adam, and Capital Army forces are closing in on Meta.

Raisa tackles Meta to the ground in an effort to cover her and unleashes an explosion (that ends up knocking the both of them out) in an effort to keep them away.

Elluka is older on account of being Maria’s twin daughter. She’s still quite youthful anyways.

Removed the second period legacy room mumbo jumbo. It can just be a Third Period anti-magic room.

Yegor Asayev looks like V from V For Vendetta, because I said so.

Instead of dying like a punk and offscreen no less, Raisa was killed immediately after her stunt to protect Meta. Remember, her fire can’t penetrate the army’s armor. She was aware of this but it was all she could think to do, or to do at all.

Yegor doesn’t know how Raisa caught wind of his betrayal and wonders if he has a mole of his own. I don’t either. It’s for intrigue!!

Made Meta more... emotional. Cause she kind of seemed not to care too much. Like obviously she was angry and defeated but since in this version, someone she loved, Raisa, died protecting her, all in vain, she’s even more griefstricken.

Meta and Elluka are friends by the barest means. Meta tried scaring her to get what she wanted, but Meta ends up giving her advice. This is how it was in the original but I still want to highlight it.

Instead of a pendant, Seth’s plan and map is kept in a glass bottle on Meta’s person.

Seth remains a little shit in this scene because he’s honestly the best part of the original book.

Elluka still cries for Meta, because of their rapport. God, I just think it’s so sweet.

Kept the baby Pale thing. I mean in the original it was probably added to make the age gap between Elluka and Kiril less YIKES, but I wasn’t quite sure how to take it out. Even if Elluka is older in this continuity, I think Pale being de-aged doesn’t hurt.

Hansel and Gretel are preemies!

Clearly something is up with Gammon, so I added he’s being tying his hair differently and smiling more often.

Since it was traveling into Maria’s maze that marked this changed, I changed his hair tie from high to low to match Irina’s low braid to suggest Maria might be in there.

I think it’s weird if Gammon himself was just kind of removed from the story by another character in his body so I made it ambiguous as to whether he’s still in there or not.

Looking at the babies forces Meta to think about her own childhood.

Meta can’t drain the tanks without letting the babies fall, so she dives inside, disconnects them from their support tubes and breaks them from the inside.

Yes, I’m aware the strength needed to break the glass would have to be fucking IMMENSE since it can handle the pressure from containing a building’s worth of heavy fluid, but shut up, Meta is buff in this continuity. Besides, the glass probably isn’t made to withstand sharp, repeated points of stress from the inside as opposed to the designed entire surface area pressure. I’m sure someone who’s into physics is reading this and pulling their hair out and I’m sorry. Not sorry enough to fix it. sdfghj

I want the incident that allowed Adam to escape to be the same one Meta escaped in, but I have NO idea if I can make that work in the timeline. I sure which there was a goddamn calendar system for this, mothy.

I have no idea what the hell mothy is talking about with Levia’s blessing, but anyways I kept it vague about how the babies are immune to the Venom fog. The wording is more in line with what we hear during Lust Arc when IR is talking about Mikulia’s immunity to Sateriasis’ lust spell.

Part 6

Kept the fourth wall breaking with Eve. That shit’s too great.

Definitely made the pre-demonic Venom Sword Raisa’s sword that they confiscated.

Eve picks up her Held worshiping habits again. They technically never went away but it was hard to do deep in Levianta.

Part 7

Adam doesn’t recognize Meta. To be honest, I can’t tell if he DOES recognize her in the original or not. But for sure here, he doesn’t point her out as Meta.

Adam is kind of silently panicking, so he just says sorry for every movement of the shovel he makes to bury her.

The time placements are all over the place in this chapter, just ignore it.

Eve’s self-hypnosis is still in full effect when they escape deep into Elphegort.

I sort of added a whole scene? More like I took stuff from other scenes and added enough to make it its own scene.

Her hypnosis was in complete swing when she came in the door, but Adam and the reality of Meta’s death finally broke it. Her denial from now on is normal self-denial, not the result of an inheritor ability defense mechanism.

Even though Eve has, on some level, acknowledged her wrongdoing and the reality of things, she still finds comfort in the babies.

I know earlier I made Adam less willing to commit homicide but I find his even just contemplating infanticide darkly humorous. Like, what the fuck, Adam? Of course he doesn’t follow through on it, though.

Kept Gretel being weirdly conscious of everything while Hansel is just a normal baby. I love the idea of Gretel being a creepy horror movie baby who knows more than she should and Hansel is just here vibing.

Remember that Adam thinks she’s done all this because he drugged her with Venom. He is indeed responsible for killing her unborn children with Venom, but he isn’t aware Venom hasn’t affected her mentally.

So Eve’s Original Sin is killing Meta and taking her babies, and Adam’s Original Sin is “ruining Eve” and thus killing her children.

Part 8

Added how Seth technically had Maria’s permission to do what he did, but he still took advantage of that, so even revealing that wouldn’t make him look good. It’s not officially reported cause it could lend him some credence.

Kept his edgy little manifesto because it makes me laugh.

Didn’t take out the Pale/Kiril thing because honestly that was an adequate turn of events.

Glossary

Levianta was founded by a cabal of mages who discovered Second Period artifacts. Magic is powerful, but requires time and preparation to use—however, the old technology streamlined the usage of magic, making it easier and more useful for technological advance. The woman who would become the first queen was named Alice Merry-Go-Round, and she is the one who realized this.

She hired people to dig up the technology in the temple, but was faced with resistance from the local populace, who revered Levia-Behemo using that temple. Alice put a wall around it in response, and this became the “first wall”. More walls were built and eventually this became a fortress.

Her followers named it Alicegrad, and Alice herself founded Levianta with herself as the queen. Still, they faced resistance from the natives. To appease them, Alice declared Levia-Behemo as the country’s god, and made a council of 12 people. Six of them were mages who served under her, and six were comprised of the local natives. Levianta grew prosperous.

When the first queen died, her daughter inherited her position and took on the name of Alice Merry-Go-Round herself. Since then, every queen has taken that name. The one who appears in the story is the seventh one.

Alices 1 through 4 are based on Alice of Human Sacrifice, broken by the Fifth one.

Loop Octopus and Vaju are of the 6 mage families in the senate. Asayev and Li are of the 6 native local families. The families are supposed to be equal, but there are great gaps between them. Example being Loop Octopus has taken much of Vaju’s wealth, and there are two Loop Octopuses on the senate now (Gammon and his younger brother, Nazar, the family’s heir).

Lighwatch is a place where they raise queen candidates, but also has things like jail cells and execution devices like Torcia Tower. Lighwatch collects girls with Levia inheritor powers. They are able to remove “malice” from people’s hearts, and also hear the “voice of god”. Yegor is able to tell them by sight, as he is an inheritor of Behemo, who can see another person’s inheritor powers. Zellana and Elluka are orphans.

There were different varieties of Ghoul Children when it came to the artificial personalities they had. “Clean” refers to those that have no memories, “Preset” refers to those that have pre-made false memories, and “Copy” refers to those that have identical memories to Seth.

Catherine was a marine scientist, and married to Gilles. They rode along in the Climb One. They had a son, but he was sickly and did not ride on the same ship as them.

For this reason she grew jealous towards female psychologist Rahab, whose two children were able to board the ship with her. When she realized that Rahab was having an affair with Gilles, her jealousy turned to rage. She conspired with Lich to kill Rahab, but in the end was killed by Lich, who she realized too late was really “malice” wearing his form.

So then, I guess I’m gonna have to fix Original Sin Story: Punishment, whether I want to or not. Can’t wait to see what fuckery awaits us in it.

#infoedit #story #fanfic #patch notes #original sin story #ec #evillious chronicles #is this salty? yes #get your daily dose of sodium here

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celawrites · 4 years

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Day 18

When I wake up in the morning, the day already feels weird. While this could just be me being paranoid, I honestly don’t like the feeling. It’s a Sunday, which means a hangout session with my public school friends, specifically the movie group.

As expected, the groupchat is blowing up with ideas.

Tired: GOOD MORNING WHO’S READY FOR HELL ON EARTH

Clown: SHUT UP IT’S 8AM ES ISN’T EVEN AWAKE YET

Mist: Then we plan without her lMAO

Clown: Where do we go today?

Tired: Park. Or we can find a cute coffee shop and chill

Clown: You’re driving if we do

Tired: sMH

Mist: Roasting waters. I need a new water bottle

Clown: Alright. @ Tired you’re driving

Tired: I hate you

Clown: LOve you too <3

Seen by 2

As I dress and prepare to leave the room, I notice rustling outside my window. And lo and behold.

“sUN?? Z???”

“Uh. Shoot she wasn’t supposed to see us. HI?” Z panics, nearly falling off the tree.

I pull open the window and let the two in.

“Why?”

“Well an anonymous source told us that you’d be going on a date today and we were hoping to get material on this”

“???”

“Don’t ask me. Z wanted to crash at your house for today”

“Then call me like a normal person?? I have plans????”

“Then we’re crashing your plans as well. Don’t even think about going on a date today”

“hUH????”

“No going out young lady”

“I’m single?????”

“Wait. Then Estelle lied?”

“Uh. I guess?”

“You don’t have a date today????”

“Nope”

“Then where are you going? yOU have plans?”

“Hanging out with friends. How’d you guys get here anyway?”

“Our parents dropped us off”

“And you sneak in through the tree?”

“WHy not?”

“Money??? What if you broke the window???”

“Then it’s a win win”

“hA?”

“You gotta stay and guard your house, and you won’t end up on a date”

“I can’t with you”

“Who are you hanging out with later?”

“A couple of old friends. We try to hang out every weekend”

“Can we join today”

“No Z. I’m gonna drive you guys home and then I’m gonna hang out with them.”

“No fair!”

“Says the one who broke into my bedroom”

“Oh by the way. You have a very nice figure”

Time stops. I malfunction, and Sun braces himself for Z’s demise.

“yOU SAW ME CHANGE?”

“IT WAS AN ACCIDENT”

“OH SO SNEAKING UP THE TREE TO MY BEDROOM WINDOW WAS AN ACCIDENT TOO?”

“I’M SORRY”

“No you’re not”

“No I’m not. If you weren’t in love with my brother, I would’ve 11/10 asked you out by now. Like who in their right mind would leave a person like you hanging?”

“Sibling goals. I’d steal the man if I had a sister with no mercy”

“Maybe I should take you on a date then”

“Aren’t you a little too young for her?”

“GeTTING PROTECTIVE NOW AREN’T WE?” Z cackled.

“I mean last time I checked, she was into men older than her”

“You make sound like I’m attracted to 40 year old men or something”

“Are you not?”

“I don’t know darling. I mean I do love you after all. I’m pretty sure your age is somewhere around 40 mentally”

“I will actually choke you”

“That’s kinky” Z and I pipe up in sync.

“Both of you are disgusting”

We only snicker in response.

“Wanna go somewhere before I have to kick you both out?”

“Hm? Sure”

“Can we go shopping?”

“Disgusting”

“yOU’RE A GIRL?”

“sO?”

“I thOUGHT GIRLS LIKED SHOPPING”

“I SWEAR-”

“Enough. We can go to the mall and check out anything new. Both of you” he glares at both of us. “No chaos.”

“bUT”

“No buts”

“I hate you”

“Can we throw him out the window?”

“Oh yeah sounds nice”

“You two are insane”

“Only with you”

“What have I gotten myself into” he mumbled.

The three of us walked over to the mall, and started wandering around.

“Cress.” Z grins.

“Hm?”

“Can we dress you up?”

“No”

“bUT”

“No”

“One outfit. plEAAASE”

“Last time you turned me into an E-girl, and the time before that I was transformed into a vsco girl, and the time before that you turned me into an ABG. No more”

“Please? I’ll pick the comfiest sweater”

“We already have a school uniform. What’s the point in having a closet when you don’t need one?”

“I donno. Ask Pebble”

“Please? I’ll pick an outfit that actually suits your vibe this time?” I glare at him.

“You have 10 minutes to put an outfit together for me. No more than that”

“yES. I LOVE YOU”

“Love you too now get going”

Z runs off to grab clothes and Sun sighs next to me.

“You really trust him after you almost ended up in a bikini last time huh?”

“My clothes are starting to wear off at the seams, I need a couple new pieces of clothing.”

“So you trust my brother with it?”

“yeP”

“Don’t blame me when you end up in a tube top and butt shorts or smth”

“I mean I am hanging out with my friends today, it doesn’t hurt to look good”

“And get harassed?”

I pause for awhile. “No. But I trust him”

As I crouch down on the floor, I let the scene before me sink in. I’m crouching next to the wall, and endless rows of clothing racks limit my vision. The floor is a pale marble, and the walls are a quaint shade of baby blue. Sun is on his phone, probably looking at science facts again, and in the corner of my eye, I see Z running over.

“I got it!”

“What’d you get me?”

“Ok so. I got this pure black hoodie, it’s the last one and your size. I also got you a pair of black shorts. So it’ll look like you’re in just a hoodie. It works right?”

“I did need shorts. Hm. I’ll try it on”

“Of course!” I grab the clothes and head over to the nearest dressing room, the two tailing behind me.

When I enter and change. I find that the outfit is nice and cozy. I smile, knowing that I’ll just rip off the tag and pay at the cashier. But for the sake of decency, I grab my clothes and head out.

“You look cute!” Z grins.

“You sure you’re not just saying that because you put this together?” I tease.

“Of course not! You look cute!” Z beams. Sun only hums in agreement.

After paying for the clothes, I text into the groupchat that I’d be driving there myself and drove the two home.

“Call me if you need to wiggle your way out of anything” Sun reminds.

“Or me if you don’t wanna bother him!”

“Yeah yeah. See you guys tomorrow!”

“See you!”

I finally let out that breath I had been holding the whole day. Heading over to the location we agreed to meet up at, I was greeted by the four of them together. My usual order already waiting for me with them.

“I love you guys”

“omG ARE YOU NOT WEARING ANYTHING UNDERNEATH?” Es screams.

“What?”

“You’re wearing just a sweater? Are you trying to get laid? We have enough siblings already please”

“JFKASLD nO. My classmate came over today and decided to help me dress up”

“You look very cute” Mist pipes up.

“Thank you. You look cuter as always”

“nO”

“Ok there’s one thing I can’t stand today and that’s you all arguing over who’s the prettiest and I will say. None of you. So be quiet and let us enjoy this afternoon”

“I hate you”

“I love you too”

The hours fly by, and soon, it’s time for dinner. Deciding on korean barbecue, we head over to the nearest store. In which we destroy our wallets, scream, and have fun. Soon, the time is over, and we all have to head home.

“See you!”

We text eachother when we get home, and I shower and fall asleep. And like that, the day is over.

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#fluff #im getting rid of the angst tag it's nonexistent here #writing #365 days #365 days of writing #365 days of rejection #fiction #first person #project #quarantine project #my ocs #this better help with college i swear

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vampirefreakism · 5 years

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The Scientist (Chapter 33)

Summary: In the events following Asgard’s destruction, Loki finds himself on Earth seeking refuge to await the inevitable. Much to his surprise, it comes from a source he would never have expected.

Warnings: none

Word count: 3.5k

A/N: God let’s hope this shows up in the tags and stays there. The AO3 and Spotify playlist are linked in the Masterlist. I haven't stopped or deleted anything. I also posted this on Wattpad so check me out on there if you like!

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As one song transitioned to the next, Loki glanced away from his book to the back of the CD case. Luna wasn’t around to enjoy the music with him – the reason he spent most of the morning sending high praises to the Allfathers. She would be able to tell how quickly he lost interest in the wonders of evolution over a new album. New for him, normal for her.

Marking his place, Loki put his book down and strode over to the newly set-up record player. He traced a finger around the edges as he tapped his foot to the beat, imagining how a track might sound played through it. It escaped him as to why Luna would need another thing to play music. ‘You have one already,’ he had reasoned, but it was a lavish gift from Stark. It would have been rude to not accept it.

Loki had the privilege of carrying the boxes into her apartment and assembling everything with her. A different science than he was used to, but it was no less entertaining. Ignorantly, he had pondered out loud which album they could play. ‘We don’t have the proper format,’ Luna told him and expanded on what a vinyl record was. Loki remembered them from a trip or two to Earth during the early 20th century. A surprise people still used them, but he figured it was purely for the nostalgia.

He pressed the on button on the front, awakening the turntable. It spun clockwise in a lazy fashion. Loki was tempted to lift the cover and touch it. Feel the material move against his skin, but Luna was firm. ‘Don’t touch it unless you’re putting a record on. It has to be kept clean.’ Would she be able to tell if he defied her? Perhaps. She was more perceptive than he previously took her for.

Feeling peckish, he switched the turntable off and grabbed his phone on the way to the kitchen. Peter teased him with the promise of sending pictures of the inside of his school and his other friends. It was a naughty and dangerous idea, and Loki was all for it. Finding nothing of interest on the counter or in the fridge, he settled for an ice cream pint. No need to worry about his hand turning blue, so long as he was alone.

Loki’s phone pinged to life as he was finishing the first half of the container. It was a message from Peter. He shook his hand out, getting some warmth back into it, and opened it.

‘Hey! Im in math. Is boring’

Attached is a hastily-taken picture of a whiteboard covered in diagrams and equations. Portions of it were blocked by the many students in front of Peter’s phone camera. Loki snickered and typed out his response.

‘doesnt look so’

Two minutes pass by – enough time for Loki to fish out a few more scoops of ice cream – and Peter messages him again.

‘its one of my best subjects so it doesn’t bother me too much. Ned and MJ are in another block from me so I miss them’

Loki's brow creased. He held his spoon in his mouth, so his hands were free.

‘MJ?’

‘oh yeah right you don’t know her. Shes my other really good friend’

‘what’s she like’

The long delay for Peter’s return message put Loki a bit on edge. Intent on calming his nerves, he put the rest of his ice cream away and ventured to Luna’s room. He could hear his music still, only muffled a little.

Beneath her bed sat a row of shoeboxes, containing everything but a pair of shoes. The first Loki opened housed all of Luna’s keychains and charms. A few piqued his interest; a simple black skull, a Darth Vader figure, a mini Mjolnir, and a crescent moon with two stars attached. He smirked, turning over the little moon in his hand. He expected no less from her.

Through the concluding music, Loki’s phone chimed anew with a message for him. Careful not to step on the charms littering the floor, he shuffled back to the kitchen and opened up his device. Again, it was from Peter.

‘hey! Srry for the wait. Teacher almost caught me txting lmao’

Loki grins.

‘first rule of mischief: never get caught’

‘ooh neds here now. He says hi’

Attached is another picture, taken at a low angle, of Peter and Ned. Both boys smile into the camera as Ned waves down to it, greeting Loki through the phone.

‘hello ned. Grand to see you again’

‘we r at lunch now. MJ is here too’

This photo was not of either of the two boys, but of their friend sitting across from them at a table. The friend – Loki assumed – was MJ. She held a book in one hand as she shot someone an irritated look.

‘is this MJ?’

‘yeah. We interrupted her reading but its ok XP’

‘does she know about me being here?’

A pause in the messaging held the air still. It was as though Peter deliberated in secret. Loki was impatient for the outcome.

‘no, but she might suspect. She’s really observant. Lolol shes already commented on my txtin’

‘may not be wise to communicate in front of people’

‘maybe not. txt u later?’

‘sure’

‘kk! Talk l8r!’

A loud silence took the apartment once more. Loki was desperate to banish it, so he started the album over again. He didn't mind. It wasn't the first time he'd exhausted the work of a musician in a day.

Feeling antsy, he went back to Luna’s room. He always liked looking at her little treasures, no matter if they were new to his eyes or if he’d seen them ten times before. Tucking her box of keychains back where it belonged, he moved on to another corner of the room: her closet.

Clothes were always crucial to Loki. Being a royal meant looking his best, both in the ballroom and on the battlefield. He was consistently stereotyped as the brother with the more developed fashion sense, but Thor knew his way around an outfit as well as he. Presentation was critical in any scenario.

Loki pried the door open as careful as he could, should anything come tumbling out. Luckily, everything inside was placed smartly and in order. The upper shelf supported a few boxes and spare sheets, the clothes hung on the rack in a beautifully organized fashion, and the remained floor space kept extra bags and larger boxes. Many places to start, not enough time to go through them all.

He started with the clothing. It was a surprise to see Luna hanging her T-shirts and long-sleeved shirts up as Loki preferred to fold his, but he liked it. It made them look neat and presentable. Beside them, her pants were placed in the same way. She had a few different kinds, so Loki took a look at each.

He’d seen her in leggings and joggers in the house and the gym. Which one she wore all depended on her mood and how the day went. One pair of dress pants sat suspended amongst them. Her skinny jeans – a black pair and a dark red pair – she wore any time they went out. Today, she put the dark red ones on for work, leaving Loki with the black pair. He tried to pick a favorite, but Luna wore both exceptionally well.

Sweaters and jackets squeezed in next to them. Luna possessed a broader assortment than previously believed. The first of the group Loki spied was the sweater she wore the day they went to the aquarium. It was light grey with a graphic on the front of a dark forest. Loki passed a hand over it, tracing the trees from the exaggerated sharp tops down to the bases on the drawn ground. Simple and practical yet stylish and unique. He snuck a hand into the sleeve, feeling the inside. It was soft and plush, like wearing a blanket. A whisper of jealousy passed through his head as he imagined feeling something so comforting against his skin; a far cry from the leather and rougher fabrics of his homeworld.

He peeked at the others he hadn’t seen: a black pullover with a small cartoon alien spaceship on the left side of the chest, a dark grey hoodie with a geometric skull design, a plain black suit jacket, and a notably large black hoodie with a four-letter abbreviation embroidered broad across the chest. Loki tilted his head and unhooked it from the bar. In front of the mirror, he held it up to his frame. In theory, it could fit him, but the forefront of his mind was occupied by one question: why was it so different from the others? Looking crossly at his reflection, Loki stepped back from the mirror and put the sweater back. Better for him to move on to something else lest he leaves a trace of his meddling.

Shoved into the far side of the closet were the clothes he considered to be more formal and fancy. Things Loki never bothered to think he would see, much less worn by his friend. His eyes were first met by a dress. Luna never seemed the type to wear such a garment. Loki found it difficult to imagine it on her, but he kept inspecting it. It was black with a fit-and-flare shape and long sleeves. The fabric was soft and stretchy, and the neckline left less to the imagination than Loki was used to. He tucked it back and pushed it towards the opposite side. Enough with it for now.

The outfit behind it lay draped over the hanger in three pieces. To the untrained eye, they were indistinguishable as to what they might be. Possessing such a sight, Loki took a bold step, unhooking the hanger and laying it on Luna’s bed. One piece had a red-to-black gradient, the other was plain black, and the last was small and wine red. He took the black garment out first and held it at eye-level. Seeing it clearly, he discovered it to be a long skirt with a drawstring waistband. The fabric was a bit flimsy, as though it was meant to go underneath something. He set it down – keeping its proposed purpose in mind – and picked up the gradient piece.

The color shifted along the entire length of the cloth, and it was long. It looked to be a scarf or a wrap skirt. Perhaps it could be both at the same time. The fabric was soft, and Loki couldn’t stop touching it. It was made of silk and felt like cool water in his hands, flowing and moving as though it was alive. He hastily pulled up his sleeves and let it fall across his bare arms. To say it was heaven to touch would be an understatement. He could wear an entire robe of the material and never want to take it off.

He retrieved the final raiment and held it as he did the skirt, feeling the soft material. It was made of stretchy velvet and resembled the sports bras Luna kept in her drawer set. The neckline of the tiny top scooped a bit lower than the one on the black dress, and the short sleeves were made of embroidered red lace. Loki turned it from back to front and back again. It held no zipper, buttons, or strings to tie. Only a simple tug was needed to put it on.

Loki lay it down and stepped back. With all the pieces on display, he surveyed them properly and built up the outfit in his mind in various ways, but nothing seemed correct. Again, he was at a loss. But, to his luck, Luna’s voice came floating into his mind as he recalled a past conversation.

“I do have one, and I like it a lot, but it’s nowhere near as nice as that one.”

One. One what? Loki had an idea and a heavy feeling.

Racing out of Luna’s room, he charged through the open space to the picture of Luna’s mother. The one of her wearing an expensive saree. His eyes widened, realizing he'd snooped in the wrong place and disturbed the wrong item. Loki glanced at the kitchen clock. He had enough time to put everything back before his friend came home. He walked back to Luna’s room, swallowing nervously.

Gently, he ran his fingertips along the saree wrap cloth, feeling the energy it held. This was Luna’s one. Her one outfit representing her culture and heritage – what made up the core of her being – and he’d gone and disturbed it without a care in the world. For shame. Loki groaned and closed his eyes. He had an apology ready, but no one to apologize to.

He closed his eyes and, with his soul, reached out to Luna’s ancestors. Her family members from the mother country. The ones who survived so she could exist. Loki acknowledged the boundary he crossed and asked for their forgiveness. He folded and hung the clothes back where he got it from, hoping they would listen and grant his request. Feeling light in his chest, he smiled. They knew he was sincere.

Loki pushed the clothes into the order he found them in and closed the closet door. Enough snooping for today. He shut the bedroom door on his way out and ambled to the kitchen for an apple. The skin was crisp and the inside as savory as he liked. The apartment was quiet again. For now, Loki deserved it. A bit of hushed contemplation would do him some good. It was a curve, but he was learning.

Throwing the apple core away, he rinsed his hands and got a fresh glass of water. He took the book he had been reading and sat in the armchair by the window. Luna warranted a bit of good behavior from Loki, even though she was not there to see.

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Close to 3pm, Loki’s phone dinged with a new message from Peter. He marked his spot in his book and opened the text.

‘finally done! Wow the day felt long’

Loki grinned and responded.

‘I bet’

‘so where r u now? R u at the compound?’

‘no, im in lunas home’

‘ooooooh what do you do there all day’

Loki paused, deciding what to tell him.

‘read her books, watch her movies, listen to her music’

‘noah fence, but that sounds kinda boring :P’

“‘Noah fence?’" Loki muttered under his breath. "Oh, ‘no offense.' Right.”

‘it can be, but we go to the compound on Saturdays and out anywhere else’

‘nice nice nice! U comin by this weekend??? to the compound???? ?????’

Loki snickered at Peter’s apparent excitement. He humored the boy.

‘I might’

‘pls bcuz I have some stuff I wanna show u’

‘looking forward to it’

‘:D I have decathlon practice now, so txt l8r??’

‘sure. You know where to find me’

‘lol yeah’

Loki didn't bother texting back. Peter was busy studying with his friends, or so he imagined. He got up and turned his music back on, again, not bothering to change the CD. Good music deserved to be listened to.

His enjoyment was short-lived as his phone rang with a different tune, this one constant and more musical. Luna had shown him what it meant. Someone was calling him.

Loki looked at the screen and saw Luna’s name lit up. He pressed the green button and held it to his ear.

“H-hello?” he spoke.

He heard a light muffled gasp. “You answered! Yay!” Luna praised.

Loki smirked. “Yes, I did.”

“So, uh, hi.”

“Hi.”

Loki heard a distant cough. “Um, what are you doing right now?”

“Waiting for you. Listening to music and reading.”

“What are you reading? Anything interesting?”

"Oh, yes. In fact, it’s one of your biological science books.”

“Ooh, which one?”

Loki read the cover. “‘Four Billion Years’ by William Loomis.”

“Mm, good choice.”

He opened the book to a random page as though Luna was watching him and he had to prove it. “The genetic code is so complex. It’s no wonder you study it.”

“Yeah. There isn't a dull moment with it. So, which artist are you listening to?”

“A wonderful lady by the name of,” Loki picked up the CD case, “Marina.”

“Oh! Awesome!” Luna exclaimed. “And how do you like her?”

“Very much. She’s fantastically accomplished.”

“I had a feeling you would like her stuff. Which song do you like most so far?”

“I couldn’t possibly choose. They’re all good.”

“Just one. The other songs won’t feel less liked, I promise." She giggled, and so did he.

“Let’s see.” Loki flipped the case to the back and read the track list. "Uh, ‘Fear and Loathing.’ "

“Ooh, nice choice. I love that one. They're all good. I have several favorites.”

He hummed. “So, what are you doing now?”

“Taking a bit of a break. I called to tell you that I’m going to be late. Traffic is horrible right now, so it’s not safe for me to leave yet. I’m also working out some ideas for a new experiment.”

The fire of Loki’s interest was stoked. “Oh?”

“Mhm. It’ll be a DNA manipulation using CRISPR like last time, but I would have to redo an RNA template for the new organism.”

“Which one might you be using?”

“Zebrafish. I want to test healing time.”

“Why use a new one when you already have the first one?”

“Because zebrafish are larger than the worms and transparent, so I can see all the inner workings, even the blood vessels in real-time. I can nick one a little and see the movement of the cells as it heals the wound. They also have an organ system similar to humans so I can visualize things more easily than with a worm.”

Her job never ceased to capture him. He felt like he could watch her work all day.

“Amazing,” Loki breathed out.

“Yeah! I've seen a bunch of videos where they do that, and it's really cool, so I'm hoping to get some good results. Even if they don’t change from the average results of a non-mutated fish, it’s not nothing.”

“Of course, but may I speak freely?”

Luna chuckled low into the phone. “You may.”

“I think you will get a difference." He didn't wish to give anything away, but he was confident she would get something. If the worms could produce ice particles on their own, the fish would do the same.

“I will keep that in mind.”

“I suppose I should let you get back to work.”

“Yeah, I have some more things to finish up before I leave. Hopefully, the traffic will be a little more merciful on me.”

“Here’s to hoping.”

“Hm, yeah. Well, bye, Loki. See you at home.”

“Yeah. Bye.”

Loki listened to the buzzing silence on the other end of the line. Pressing the red button, he set his phone down and wandered back to the record player. A present from Stark. Luna got a pair of socks from Peter. And what from Loki? Nothing. As he pulled gently at the string bracelet around his wrist, he thought of her. Luna was the best friend he wished he had earlier in his life but never got. Now, he had her, but how has he repaid her kindness?

Loki gave to his kingdom for four years as its king, proving to his people he was better than the person he used to be. He had the capacity but lacked the resources. What could only he offer? Stark and Peter had more stable connections, but what did Loki have? What did they have together?

He looked around the room and noted all points of interest. They shared film, music, food, and dancing. Yes, dancing was a good place to start. She only did it with him. With nothing Asgardian to gift, he would have to settle for something earthly. Something she didn’t currently possess but would greatly enjoy.

Loki perused the CD shelf. He knew most of the artists, but he didn’t know what Luna didn’t have or if she would like something new. His eyes flitted from album to album and stopped on one he recognized: ‘Led Zeppelin IV.’ Their first dance was in there. Reading the spine of the case, Loki laughed under his breath. Luna was influencing him again, making him sentimental. But now, as an idea formed in his head, sentiment felt good.

His phone dinged, providing a momentary distraction.

‘done with the stuff. About to go on patrol so my messages will be here and there’

It was from Peter. Perfect timing.

‘alright, but one thing before you go’

‘yah??’

Loki took a deep breath and, with shaking hands, typed out his question.

‘how much do you know about vinyl records’

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verdigrisprowl · 5 years

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Dec 31 Dancitron Movie Night - Gotham s2 e6-9

There was a Starscream. He insulted Prowl and Prowl promptly ignored him the entire night.

There was, as usual, debate about the legality, morality, and intelligence of the Gotham police and their criminal rivals.

Today NoodlesAtNight 7:46 pm ((SORRY rabbit literally closed my cast right as i posted, i'm setting back up ahhhhh i'll go fast)) Today badmasteryoujerk 7:46 pm ((hhaha npnp NoodlesAtNight 7:47 pm ((LMAO prowl's name)) verdigrisprowl 7:47 pm ((ouo)) NoodlesAtNight 7:48 pm *Soundwave is hurrying to put things in order tonight, so he's almost done. He's GOT to know what is happening in Penguin land. His poor creator.* badmasteryoujerk 7:48 pm ((too pure for this world)) badmasteryoujerk 7:49 pm *Starscream bursts in, swinging his arms out* BOOM BABY- wheres my sweets. I demand sweets. Swervester 7:49 pm I missed last week so I'm flying blind this week but that's fine. How's everyone? NoodlesAtNight 7:49 pm ((summaries linked on post if needed! you got 25 minutes to read)) *Soundwave doesn't even act surprised by Starscream's nonsense. He just points his arm at the bar. Snacks and drinks over there. Free. No high grade though, unless you pay for it.* This message has been removed. verdigrisprowl 7:49 pm *Prowl arrives JUST in time to see that display.* Oh no. Swervester 7:50 pm //etgv is this a slow version it's so much slower than the one i have badmasteryoujerk 7:50 pm Oh yes~! *He snags a bag of chaps and shuffles behind the lounging unit* NoodlesAtNight 7:50 pm ((i have no idea)) NoodlesAtNight 7:51 pm [[All he will ask is that you keep any declarations of leadership to a minimum. This is his home, and as such, /he/ is the law here.]] *Soundwave pings Prowl an affection/greeting combo.* [[And Swerve, he is doing fine, thank you.]] badmasteryoujerk 7:51 pm *He squints in defiance but reserves his announcements of leadership, just stuffing a few chaps in his intake* Swervester 7:52 pm Good to hear. NoodlesAtNight 7:53 pm [[Nothing to report from any of you?]] verdigrisprowl 7:53 pm *A Starscream who appears to be in a confident mood. Prowl's worst nightmare.* Swervester 7:53 pm Not much. Chased a Meme out of my bar for dabbing. badmasteryoujerk 7:54 pm *he's just going to sit back here and squint at everyone like a raccoon protecting its food source* NoodlesAtNight 7:54 pm [[Oh? He knows how to do that. What is so terrible about it?]] verdigrisprowl 7:54 pm *Returns Soundwave's pings.* Nothing you probably haven't already seen in the news. *An arrest here, an ongoing investigation there.* Swervester 7:54 pm It's the root of all evil. Also it annoys Meme when I tell him he can't dab. NoodlesAtNight 7:55 pm *Eyes Whirl and gives... sort of a tiny nod. Definitely time to get Rumble down here.* Boomtank 7:55 pm -trots in, not looking dead tired for once- chronosmith 7:55 pm *he has been lingering in the doorway for the last few moments, very still, just looking around a bit* Swervester 7:55 pm ...Have I ever seen you dab. NoodlesAtNight 7:55 pm [[He hardly doubts dabbing has any ties to Unicron.]] *Pause.* [[And no, you have not. But there is a visual record of it somewhere around here...]] [[Blaster. Evening.]] badmasteryoujerk 7:55 pm *He climbs over the back of the couch and sort of perches on the back of it, folding his legs and resting his chin on his servo* chronosmith 7:56 pm *he looks at Soundwave when he nods, but doesn't return the gesture; instead he starts to slooowly walk in, making his way across the floor to his usual spot* verdigrisprowl 7:56 pm *PROWL hasn't seen Soundwave dab. He must've done it for Shockwave.* Boomtank 7:56 pm Hello, Soundwave verdigrisprowl 7:56 pm *a greeting nod at Whirl.* Swervester 7:56 pm I'm pretty sure Unicron dabs. badmasteryoujerk 7:56 pm What is this- dabbing thing? NoodlesAtNight 7:56 pm [[Unicron does NOT dab.]] Swervester 7:56 pm [that's a joke but also now that he's said it...] verdigrisprowl 7:57 pm It's a mating display. badmasteryoujerk 7:57 pm Oh dear Primus. I demand you show me how. chronosmith 7:57 pm *another look, a slight bob in return* verdigrisprowl 7:57 pm *There is a chance that he sort of just wants to show off that he knows something Starscream doesn't.* I— what. badmasteryoujerk 7:57 pm *he clicks his digits and points to the floor in front of him* Now Swervester 7:57 pm You can't just demand someone dab NoodlesAtNight 7:57 pm [[Like that.]] *Gesture.* badmasteryoujerk 7:58 pm DO IT SWINE Swervester 7:58 pm OH. Soundwave *does* dab Boomtank 7:58 pm -covers mouth, at the picture on screen, trying not to laugh- NoodlesAtNight 7:58 pm [[...And it is NOT a mating display.]] *Someone's belatedly catching up on what was said while he was searching.* verdigrisprowl 7:58 pm *check out that deer in headlights look on Prowl.* I haven't— *and IMMEDIATELY shuts his mouth at the insult.* Swervester 7:58 pm Anyway like I was saying, you can't insult someone and demand they dab on cue. chronosmith 7:58 pm *okay, the sheer anmount of ridiculousness actually... makes him feel a little better* chronosmith 7:59 pm I don't think he's into you, Starscream. Go beg a mating display off someone else. badmasteryoujerk 7:59 pm I dont give one single frag if he is or not. I demand he dab in my presence NoodlesAtNight 7:59 pm [[...Who were you calling]] [][][]swine.[][][] Swervester 7:59 pm It's not-- Boomtank 7:59 pm Can we demand you leave then? badmasteryoujerk 7:59 pm Its different if its an explanatory sexual advance chronosmith 7:59 pm This message has been removed. NoodlesAtNight 7:59 pm *Because he noticed Prowl getting quiet, and Primus help him, if Starscream was insulting his amica--* verdigrisprowl 8:00 pm And I decline to obey your completely invalid command. chronosmith 8:00 pm Looks like you're in for a nice long night of disappointment. verdigrisprowl 8:00 pm *and he is VERY FIRMLY fixing his gaze on the screen.* Swervester 8:00 pm Don't click the button. badmasteryoujerk 8:00 pm *he rolls his optics and just shoves a few more chaps in his intake* NoodlesAtNight 8:01 pm *Sits next to Prowl but still gives Starscream a lingering stare. He then turns a feeler that direction so he can look at the screen with his optics. He is WATCHING YOU, birdy butt.* chronosmith 8:01 pm *that was satisfying. This isn't so hard. He's just going to pick up the pace, trotting over to his usual place, and takes a seat on his couch* NoodlesAtNight 8:02 pm *And here comes Rumble charging down the stairs with a whoop. Three guesses where he's headed and the first two don't count!* verdigrisprowl 8:02 pm ((and there was half a second there where he was considering it, until he was called a pig.)) badmasteryoujerk 8:02 pm *The seeker squints towards whomever this mech thought he was sitting on his perching place* *he sort of just* *flicks a chap at him* NoodlesAtNight 8:02 pm @P: [[Was that directed at you?]] SCProwl 8:02 pm *arrives finally* SCProwl 8:03 pm *missed all the "fun"* Boomtank 8:03 pm Hi, Prowl NoodlesAtNight 8:03 pm *It's probably for the best.* Swervester 8:03 pm [feels so much regret] chronosmith 8:03 pm *he will shift to make room* Hey, Rumble. NoodlesAtNight 8:03 pm ((grab snacks n drinks, use the bathroom, whatever you gotta do - we start in 6)) chronosmith 8:03 pm Long time no see. verdigrisprowl 8:04 pm @S «It was. I'm inclined to ignore it as long as similar behavior doesn't continue.» SCProwl 8:04 pm Hello, Blaster. *takes her usual seat* badmasteryoujerk 8:04 pm *Flicks another chap* *and then another* *so many chaps* *all over the couch* Swervester 8:04 pm Stop wasting snacks. verdigrisprowl 8:04 pm ((guess who got food on time tonight for once)) SCProwl 8:04 pm ((eyyy badmasteryoujerk 8:04 pm ((yasss!! NoodlesAtNight 8:05 pm //No kiddin'! Time's been rough. Glad yer - glad yer here, though. Heh.// *He'd kind of wondered if the Boss had managed to chase Whirl off.* chronosmith 8:05 pm *pauses a moment to look over at Starscream's Couch, which is rapidly becoming Starscream's Table* ...interesting crowd you got tonight. NoodlesAtNight 8:05 pm [[New rule: Anyone who intentionally makes messes will be denied the materials for said messes next time they attend.]] SCProwl 8:05 pm ((i know you just played a p!nk song, but now I wanna hear beautiful trauma badmasteryoujerk 8:05 pm *He squints at this, before grumbling and snapping up the food off the couch* chronosmith 8:05 pm Yeah. *there's a pause. He's still staring off, and after a moment, he looks back down again* Sorry that I haven't made it out. NoodlesAtNight 8:06 pm @P: [[He is sorry he missed it. Should it happen again, he will act on it.]] *Ha. Look at that. Starscream listening to his orders. Now where was that with his own during the war, he asks you?* chronosmith 8:07 pm ((i just gotta share the way my rabbit icons are arranged:

https://gyazo.com/7b90e5ada1aabc3b3d20a4958650200d Gyazo Gyazo Boomtank 8:07 pm -settles down, and pulls out a data-pad- chronosmith 8:07 pm ((SUSPICIOUS)) Boomtank 8:07 pm ((HAH SCProwl 8:07 pm *is gonna remember that rule the next time Swoop does something disgusting with food* NoodlesAtNight 8:07 pm ((omg)) badmasteryoujerk 8:07 pm ((look at that good boy tho Swervester 8:07 pm //im laughing the wave soundwave's just [innocent whistle] verdigrisprowl 8:08 pm ((on my version, whirl is angrily squinting over at nothing)) badmasteryoujerk 8:08 pm ((kdlsjgklsdjg Swervester 8:08 pm //meanwhile mine's arranged with soundwave glaring at starscream badmasteryoujerk 8:08 pm ((lord help me SCProwl 8:08 pm ((soundwave looks all like "i've done nothing wrong, ever, in my life" chronosmith 8:08 pm (("Screw you, NOTHING. I'm gonna save Fantasia and there's nothing you can do about it.")) Swervester 8:08 pm //trhgbg NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm //Interestin's a good word for it.// *Rumble snorts at Starscream before looking back to Whirl.* //Nah, nah. Don't apologize. We - I get it. Like, all of it. You got reasons.// badmasteryoujerk 8:09 pm

the anger is real)) NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm ((mine has soundwave staring at literally ALL OF YOU. as it should be.)) SCProwl 8:09 pm ((Prowl just smirking in the middle lol chronosmith 8:09 pm ((looks like swerve is glaring at starscream across a room)) Swervester 8:09 pm //lmao badmasteryoujerk 8:09 pm ((Exactly XD chronosmith 8:09 pm ((SOME ENCHANTED EVENING... when you see your true hate... when you feel him call you, across a crooowded room)) NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm *Gets his timeline's Prowl set up with a feed and digs out his warnings for the group. Thankfully, Whirl missed the really terrible arm chop last week.* badmasteryoujerk 8:10 pm *A quiet little chirp could be heard from the seeker, and he settles again, this time, searching the room not for the glances being shot at him, but where ever the fuck the blankets were* SCProwl 8:10 pm *appreciative ping* NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm *Upstairs. Ask nicely and he might share one.* NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm ((OH HELL i apparently overwrote tonight's warnings by accident. okay, let me think if i can think of what they'd be)) Swervester 8:12 pm //rip Boomtank 8:14 pm ((scuse me, dying over here ((friend did a dumb and now I hurt something laughing NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm ((WARNINGS: Violence, blood, death, excessive police force, foul language, the usual. Poor depictions of mental illness. Severed body part(s), needles, cannibalism. Anything else I'll try to remember before it happens but I can't promise.)) ((Whirl: you ain't gonna want to look during the vending machine scene)) chronosmith 8:15 pm ((TWO STARSCREAMS)) ((GOTCHA)) Yeah. Yeah. *he falls contemplatively quiet, like he's trying to decide something; after a moment he just gives his head a little shake* But you know me. Can't keep me down. *nudges gently* You been good? badmasteryoujerk 8:15 pm ((My dang connection!! chronosmith 8:16 pm I see dangling his weakness out there for everyone to see is finally biting him in the ass. badmasteryoujerk 8:16 pm *He jolts up a tad at the sounds of the television, quirking his helm in confusion* NoodlesAtNight 8:16 pm //Ain't nobody stronger, huh?// *He offers up a little smile. He doesn't want Whirl to have to act anything less than that in front of others. They can talk more about that later, if Whirl wants.* // Yeah, sure, I been good. Done a whole lotta writing.// NoodlesAtNight 8:17 pm //Oh, yeah. This guy been blackmailin' him real good into doin' all kindsa scrap.// verdigrisprowl 8:17 pm Hm. And here I'd thought they'd lure him to a fake location. chronosmith 8:17 pm HA. Oh, that's delightful. I love that. badmasteryoujerk 8:17 pm *he narrows his optics and lets out a little, low growl* *he doesnt like that lady* chronosmith 8:18 pm *he genuinely perks up a bit, looking back down to Rumble* Really? I should--I mean, if you want to share it, I should check it out. Boomtank 8:18 pm . . . NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm *He should. She broke Butch's mind control.* verdigrisprowl 8:18 pm *very, very slow, very quiet sigh of relief.* chronosmith 8:18 pm *he might have missed a chunk of this season but he remembers Butch's whole situation, and watching this mind control backfire is delicious* NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm //Yeah?// *His visor flickers in a blink.* //I mean-- yeah! Yeah, sure! I got questions, actually - don't know nothin' 'bout helicopterin', 'n the Boss don't fly like that.// badmasteryoujerk 8:19 pm *Even lower, guttural growl* NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm [[Oh dear.]] *He hears that sigh and is relieved for a different reason.* chronosmith 8:19 pm HA. Swervester 8:19 pm Oh chronosmith 8:19 pm I picked a good night to come back, I really did. verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm I was expecting a gun. The knife is certainly more dramatic. badmasteryoujerk 8:19 pm COBBLEpot?! what an insult. NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm [[This poor human. Imprisoned for so long, and then this...]] NoodlesAtNight 8:20 pm //...Why's it an insult?// badmasteryoujerk 8:20 pm Sounds like an insu- *he gets quiet, squinting back at the television* chronosmith 8:20 pm I'm not exactly a literary critic so I probably can't give you any kind of useful WRITING advice, but yeah. Hell yeah. *bobs his head* Boomtank 8:20 pm Um... badmasteryoujerk 8:21 pm *seeker wings fly up, loud chirps* Ooooh~ Swervester 8:21 pm That's dramatic. badmasteryoujerk 8:21 pm I like him~ SCProwl 8:21 pm I thought it sounded like a term of endearment. NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm [[He is quite the conniver.]] *To the other Prowl.* [[And so did he. Perhaps it has a bad meaning for other humans.]] verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm He is indeed. chronosmith 8:22 pm It's a shame he wasn't so dumb about his *big claw air quotes* Conniving. But hey, I guess he's alive. Counts for something. NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm ((ngl i love that the riddler's first riddle goes to himself)) chronosmith 8:22 pm ((it's a cool touch!)) badmasteryoujerk 8:23 pm *eats the rest of his chaps, before squinting towards the other snacks and slowly crawling his way off the couch and shuffling towards the table* NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[...You're welcome to eat as much as you like.]] *They have more than enough, and they are, in fact, mostly provided for those who can't get enough rations any other time.* badmasteryoujerk 8:24 pm *Another little chirp* Mmmph.. *He takes the pack of cookies and climbs back onto the couch* Boomtank 8:25 pm -hums and has gone to picking at his paperwork between listening to the show and conversations- NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm *Test lean on Prowl? Allowed? Or is this Starscream's presence too much of a Danger?* NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm [[...He does not like this development.]] Boomtank 8:26 pm ...... badmasteryoujerk 8:26 pm ... verdigrisprowl 8:26 pm *what's the worst Starscream can do? insult Prowl again? leans back against Soundwave.* Boomtank 8:26 pm That's not a good sign verdigrisprowl 8:27 pm Bad development. Expected development. chronosmith 8:27 pm *rolls his optic* NoodlesAtNight 8:27 pm [[...He said]] [][][]feel safe.[][][] [[Not be safe.]] badmasteryoujerk 8:27 pm PSh. *He snickers* verdigrisprowl 8:27 pm If people are safe but don't feel safe, they don't think they're safe. chronosmith 8:27 pm Shame I can't exactly root for the guy who took out the Penguin's mom. verdigrisprowl 8:27 pm If people feel safe but aren't safe, they think they're safe. chronosmith 8:27 pm The only character left for me is Drunk Cop, apparently. NoodlesAtNight 8:28 pm //The Harvey fleshie? I like him/// verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm Whirl, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this. Swervester 8:28 pm Oh. verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm He's sober now. chronosmith 8:28 pm Yeah, that guy. *exhales a long, drawn-out, mock sigh. Long pause.* Thank you for breaking it to me gentle, Prowl. Swervester 8:28 pm //rthbg prowl im dying badmasteryoujerk 8:29 pm *he growls again, sort of rolling a bit* Swervester 8:29 pm Does she have the authority to make that decision. NoodlesAtNight 8:29 pm [[She is certainly claiming it.]] Boomtank 8:29 pm ............. badmasteryoujerk 8:29 pm What a snot nosed little-- chronosmith 8:29 pm There's only one thing left for me to do. Make up for all the drinking he's missing out on. *he's gonna hop up to head for the bar* Swervester 8:29 pm ...I don't advocate hurting children but wow I don't like her. badmasteryoujerk 8:29 pm I ADVOCATE IT verdigrisprowl 8:30 pm I wish I didn't have to break it to you at all. NoodlesAtNight 8:30 pm ((this song ahaha)) badmasteryoujerk 8:30 pm she should perish Boomtank 8:30 pm She's...not...a child I like Swervester 8:30 pm ...She reminds me of Starscream actually. chronosmith 8:30 pm So do I, Prowl. So do I. But I need the truth. badmasteryoujerk 8:31 pm *he jolts, letting out a loud chirp of slight shock* NoodlesAtNight 8:31 pm //...Bro, that's only a snack if you're Blurr.// chronosmith 8:31 pm *blinks at the screen. Pauses. Then just stares* verdigrisprowl 8:31 pm ... He just s-sticks it under his— chronosmith 8:31 pm *resolutely does not look away* verdigrisprowl 8:31 pm *puts a hand over his mouth. he shouldn't laugh. it's not funny.* *it's pretty funny.* Swervester 8:31 pm [slowly turns off his visor for a moment] Boomtank 8:31 pm ............................... SCProwl 8:31 pm *except it is, ladyfingers* badmasteryoujerk 8:32 pm Soundwave. Soundwave. Sound. Wave. Soundwave *whispers* Where are your blankets NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm @W: //... Hey, you okay? I thought you wasn't supposed to lookit...// Boomtank 8:32 pm -soft snort. He's not laughing at that, he's NOT- NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm *Soundwave glances at Starscream.* [[What color.]] badmasteryoujerk 8:32 pm ...mmrrr.. *He rolls over onto his back a bit, wings sprawled out under him* Red. No Purple. no Red. SCProwl 8:33 pm I sincerely hope he's not going to be finding body parts all over the GCPD. verdigrisprowl 8:33 pm *flatly* Give him yellow. badmasteryoujerk 8:33 pm NOOOOOOOOO chronosmith 8:33 pm *he just stands there by the bar, staring blankly at the screen, for a few long moments. Eventually blinks, tilts his head, and turns back to the bar* @R: Fine. Fine. verdigrisprowl 8:33 pm *both annoying AND satisfying.* NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm *He'll just stretch a feeler through a bridge opening at the ceiling, sort through his collection, and bring one down. It is a sunset. Reds, purples... AND yellows. And oranges.* badmasteryoujerk 8:34 pm Mouthy little snot nosed... NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm *Here you go, Starscream. Enjoy.* NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm [[Saved your hide, human.]] badmasteryoujerk 8:35 pm *A happy little chirp escapes him and he quickly snags it, pulling it over his head* verdigrisprowl 8:35 pm Selina could very easily clear this up by telling him what she said while he was out of the room. Very, very easily. But of course, she doesn't. NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm [[If he believed her.]] [[He seems very taken with the other human.]] @W: //If you're sure - uh, DON'T LOOK.// Boomtank 8:35 pm -facepalms- verdigrisprowl 8:35 pm She won't know unless she tries. There is no good reason NOT to try. NoodlesAtNight 8:36 pm [[A fair point.]] chronosmith 8:36 pm *doesn't respond, but he's facing the bar, doing what he's gotta to get himself a Gaugebuster* NoodlesAtNight 8:36 pm *Yes, apologies - Ravage is hunting tonight.* badmasteryoujerk 8:37 pm *There is a moment of silence, before he shifts down into his skinny little holoform and burrows into the blanket* Swervester 8:37 pm Did he seriously just leave her around the police station. chronosmith 8:37 pm *he's had enough practice mixing on his own, it's perfectly fine. Just needs to remember to pay the mech next week* NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm *Soundwave startles at Starscream's transformation into a human.* [[What in the Pits--]] //Guess he musta done.// Boomtank 8:37 pm -WELL that's new- NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm //Leavin' her, I mean.// badmasteryoujerk 8:37 pm *He squints just from under the corner fold of the blanket, happy tiny seeker boy* SCProwl 8:38 pm It's a good thing for him the GCPD is full of incompetents. NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm [[He hopes Jim will /do something/ with that belief after this.]] //Haha, frag, lookit them guns.// NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm //Hot.// badmasteryoujerk 8:39 pm Heheheh baldy chronosmith 8:39 pm *and he trots back, Gaugebuster gripped in his claw* Damn, I missed 'em. SCProwl 8:39 pm Oh. Him. chronosmith 8:39 pm *settles back down and hunches over his drink like a gargoyle, as per usual* NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm *Turns to V Prowl* [[...CAN they do that?]] verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm Legally? Absolutely not. chronosmith 8:40 pm Why leave when you apparently have some pretty awesome guns inside? That the camera is RESOLUTELY refusing to show me. verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm Ethically? Also no. Strategically? It's a sound plan. NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm //Awww yeah.// Swervester 8:41 pm Oh, I'd never be allowed to shoot those. verdigrisprowl 8:41 pm ... There's a back window. They could have just, gone out the back window. Swervester 8:41 pm Which is a smart decision. chronosmith 8:41 pm Oh, there we go. *nudges Rumble* You're right. *and he tilts his head like a wine-taster savoring a bouquet* Listen! The clarion call of automatic weaponry. NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm [[And lose the chance to fire those?]] *Huffing.* badmasteryoujerk 8:41 pm *little raven head peeks out from behind the blankets, wiggling his legs* verdigrisprowl 8:41 pm Take one along and try it out at the shooting range. chronosmith 8:41 pm Prowl, shooting through glass and AT people is so much more satisfying. NoodlesAtNight 8:42 pm *Rumble mock swoons across Whirl's lap and puts a hand over his forehead.* //I'm overcome by th' beauty of it all.// [[Would they not then be in trouble for stealing the gun?]] *He can't tell if Prowl's advice was real advice or not.* verdigrisprowl 8:43 pm Well. They'd be in trouble for not locking it up as evidence. NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[And no. You shot Primus. No more large guns for you.]] *To Swerve* Swervester 8:43 pm OF course she knew. rthbb It wasn't on puirpose. verdigrisprowl 8:43 pm Practically speaking, though, they probably wouldn't ACTUALLY get in trouble for it if they gave everyone turns on it. Boomtank 8:44 pm I have a bad feeling about ALL of this NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm *Soundwave huffs LOUD* [[Should he keep that in mind when presenting the department with such gifts?]] chronosmith 8:44 pm *looks down, amused* Hmm. I've only got one tool to revive you, and it's this terminally spicy drink... *he does not, however, employ the drink to do anything but go down his gullet* badmasteryoujerk 8:44 pm *He's getting kinda sleepy, so he grabs a few more of the cookeis and munches on them, his little head trying to keep upright* NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm //Oh, lookit that. I'm back to life. Ain't no need to pour none of that down my hatch, nope. 'S a fraggin' miracle.//

[[...If you sleep, do not ooze oral lubricants all over his couch.]] badmasteryoujerk 8:45 pm *he mocks the other, using his hand as a puppet* bleh bleh dont drool on my couch* chronosmith 8:45 pm *snickers* Good. More for me. *another drink* You can stay, though. Need your rest. Swervester 8:45 pm [kicks at the blankets irritably] badmasteryoujerk 8:46 pm *Squeaks and sits upright, glaring up at the other* chronosmith 8:46 pm *sly, sidelong look* You look sleepy, Starscream. A little drink would do wonders to revive you. badmasteryoujerk 8:47 pm I dont need a drink, I DO need that one- *he shoves his hand out and points at Swerve* to not touch me. chronosmith 8:47 pm We got room over here on our couch, Swerve. chronosmith 8:48 pm *gestures grandly; for once he's not sprawled out like a degenerate. There is, indeed, some room* Swervester 8:48 pm I didn't touch, I kicked the blanket because he was being rude. [drops down with Whirl though] badmasteryoujerk 8:48 pm *He glares, letting out a little rumble, before pulling the blanket back over his head and burrowing in deeper* verdigrisprowl 8:49 pm ... Now, Gordon isn't going to do this, and SHOULDN'T do this. However. chronosmith 8:49 pm *welcome to the Whirl Couch, Swerve* Nice. NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm ((this is my favorite penguin plot like ever)) Swervester 8:49 pm [it's the Cool Couch] chronosmith 8:49 pm Pfft. Boomtank 8:49 pm Oh. Clever. chronosmith 8:49 pm A grenade would solve THAT problem. Swervester 8:49 pm How are they all-- SCProwl 8:49 pm There were like six drawers in that room. How does she not know which ones have bodies in them? He should have been found out immediately. verdigrisprowl 8:49 pm He could deal with a corrupt, manipulative mayor, AND pay Penguin forward for several dozen years worth of debts, just by letting him get in and get at the mayor. badmasteryoujerk 8:50 pm *Little jolt from under the blanket, before he covers his ears and curls up* chronosmith 8:50 pm *snorts* NoodlesAtNight 8:50 pm [[That is what he would consider doing, himself. What Prowl suggested.]]

[[And perhaps she had not come to work yet that day.]] Boomtank 8:51 pm Maybe she was really distracted by him? SCProwl 8:51 pm She was there earlier in the day talking to Jim. NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm [[Ah. Then she is just sloppy.]] badmasteryoujerk 8:51 pm *He peeks out under the blanket again* Swervester 8:52 pm The way his head jerked. NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm [[...If he knows, why does he not step aside, or arrest Galavan?]] Boomtank 8:52 pm That could be it verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm Lack of evidence? chronosmith 8:52 pm Quick, someone grab the world's smallest violin. Swervester 8:52 pm Moral center? verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm Planning to use this affair as an excuse to get evidence? NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm //Plucky's been dead for millennia, mech. Ain't no violin minicons left.// Swervester 8:53 pm There was a violin minicon? verdigrisprowl 8:53 pm "Moral center" doesn't explain the lack of an arrest. badmasteryoujerk 8:53 pm *scoffs* Idiots- if they had just had their little party somewhere else last minute maybe all of them would still be alive. chronosmith 8:53 pm Damn. *tips the Gaugebuster in a toast* To you, Plucky. We're feeling your loss tonight. NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm *Rumble scoffs.* //Course there was. We're all kindsa stuff.// chronosmith 8:54 pm And because the Penguin didn't finish the job, he put the mayor in a stronger position than before. NoodlesAtNight 8:54 pm [[He had /better/ arrest Galavan. Soon, if not tonight. Letting a corrupt politician like that stand--]] *Bristle.* Swervester 8:54 pm Huh. badmasteryoujerk 8:54 pm EWWWWWWWWWWWWW EEEWWWEWEWEW BLUUHH **coils back under the blanket* Boomtank 8:54 pm He's not thinking wi-oh come on. NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm [[Oh - now go on, get him.]] Swervester 8:55 pm [chinhands] Selina got there first, though. NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm [[...Not quite what he wants, but still satisfying.]] Boomtank 8:55 pm ...you don't make that announcement out loud Swervester 8:55 pm Will he ever learn verdigrisprowl 8:55 pm What is with his stupid tendency to TELL the people he's going to be investigating that he's going after them? Boomtank 8:55 pm Nope chronosmith 8:55 pm Not until you've got the means to, y'know. Follow up on your threat. Boomtank 8:56 pm It's stupid And going to get him killed NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm [[He would swear it is related to his refusal to take backup. A "lone hero" thing, despite what Harvey told him.]] chronosmith 8:56 pm I mean, grandstanding is GOOD and all... but you've got to know when to do it. It's an art. Boomtank 8:57 pm Jim is gonna get.....oh.... badmasteryoujerk 8:57 pm *He whines a little at what he's seeing, before sort of huddling away again* Boomtank 8:57 pm He.....oh. NoodlesAtNight 8:57 pm ((don't worry he's not gonna eat her)) ((...not that it makes it THAT much better, but.)) verdigrisprowl 8:58 pm ((and waste all that perfectly good meat?!)) Swervester 8:58 pm //gfhfg song does it no favors lmao NoodlesAtNight 8:58 pm ((PUFF)) [[Hm. He never knew your alternates to shrink from such sights, Starscream.]] verdigrisprowl 8:58 pm Flashback or fantasy? Boomtank 8:58 pm -puts face in his data-pad- verdigrisprowl 8:58 pm Dream. badmasteryoujerk 8:58 pm I'm not my alternates. *He snaps* NoodlesAtNight 8:58 pm [[...Nightmare, yes.]] Swervester 8:58 pm Ph chronosmith 8:59 pm *snickers, and tosses another sip back* NoodlesAtNight 8:59 pm [[Of course, of course. None of us are.]] verdigrisprowl 8:59 pm *mutters* Pity. badmasteryoujerk 8:59 pm *He's quiet again, just staying beneath the blankets close to himself and the warmth they provided* NoodlesAtNight 9:00 pm *Oh so gently elbows Prowl at the sight of the items on the bed. Ideas ™️.* verdigrisprowl 9:00 pm *a little less gently elbows back* chronosmith 9:01 pm He can raise the dead? Damn. badmasteryoujerk 9:01 pm *Noms his cookies* Boomtank 9:02 pm ((scuse me hacking up a lung NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm ((same)) verdigrisprowl 9:02 pm For once, he's right. Don't arrest the mayor until and unless you KNOW you can keep him there. NoodlesAtNight 9:03 pm [[Broken cloc-- do they not have anyone watching the damn front doors?]] badmasteryoujerk 9:03 pm Whats wrong with her teeth? *muffled from the cookies* NoodlesAtNight 9:04 pm //Wait, what? Whose teeth? Who's raisin' dead? I look away to tell Frenzy to get outta my fraggin' room 'n I miss all the stuff.// verdigrisprowl 9:04 pm If she refuses to talk to anybody except her ex that she's been stalking and whose new girlfriend she tried to kill, then tell her fine, then you're not going to talk to anyone. badmasteryoujerk 9:04 pm Her teeth are all- *He sits up, wiggling his thin fingers to signify jaggedness* chronosmith 9:04 pm The Big Bad Mayor said he was going to get Bruce Wayne's company by the end of the day, by offering him what he wanted the most. Only way he can do that is if he raises the dead. Swervester 9:05 pm ...Is she faking NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm *Soundwave turns and shows a few of his many jampacked and not quite straight thin fangs.* [[Is there something wrong with that?]] verdigrisprowl 9:05 pm Whether or not she's faking, she's manipulating. badmasteryoujerk 9:05 pm *he winces and growls* Swervester 9:05 pm Seriously badmasteryoujerk 9:05 pm ewww NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm //Oh, that kinda dead raisin'. ... Second most want, I guess. Don't think humans could really do that.// Swervester 9:06 pm ...Is it normal to leave her hands free when she's known to be a danger NoodlesAtNight 9:06 pm [[She is, and she's much better at it than he is. We have seen that repeatedly. Why he is fool enough to get sucked into it...]] chronosmith 9:06 pm Yeah. Just a joke. *pauses* ...then again, this is a world with a LOT of superpowers. verdigrisprowl 9:06 pm Is he falling for it that easily, or is he playing along? badmasteryoujerk 9:07 pm *he drops his cookies on accident and lets out a low little whine, slowly wiggling to try and grab them* verdigrisprowl 9:07 pm Good cop, bad cop, lovestruck cop. Swervester 9:07 pm I'm hoping he was playing along, given his actual girlfriend was right there and he had to know NoodlesAtNight 9:07 pm *Soundwave turns back to the screen. He'll have that feeler pick up the cookies for the weird Starscream fleshling.* [[You'll have to have your officers try that. See how it goes.]] chronosmith 9:07 pm Thank you, voice of reason. ...I mean, you can be crazy as hell and still be SMART, jeez. badmasteryoujerk 9:07 pm *His scrawny arms quickly grab the package, before wiggling and pulling them back into his blankets* Swervester 9:08 pm Don't go alone when you know it's a traop, why is he so dumb Boomtank 9:08 pm He's desperate And not thinking verdigrisprowl 9:08 pm *HUFF* Tell you what, if you ever get arrested I'll come make out with you in the interrogation room in exchange for a confession. chronosmith 9:08 pm You just got to have a counter-trap ready. Swervester 9:09 pm [snorts] NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm *Soundwave considers this.* [[What is the smallest crime he can commit for the least amount of punishment?]] SCProwl 9:09 pm *huffs* badmasteryoujerk 9:09 pm BLUHHH!!! badmasteryoujerk 9:10 pm STOP PUTTING YOUR DIRTY HUMAN FILTHY LIPS ON HIS FACE MEAT!! NoodlesAtNight 9:10 pm *Eyes the Prowl of his own timeline. Don't you laugh. He knows who YOU ran around with.* Swervester 9:10 pm Well, at least he'll have backup chronosmith 9:10 pm See? Counter-trap. In the form of lots and lots of guns. Boomtank 9:10 pm ..... chronosmith 9:11 pm This chief is a man after my own spark. NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm //My favorite kinda countertrap.// chronosmith 9:11 pm Hell yeah. SCProwl 9:11 pm *smirks in Soundwave's direction* NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm //Maybe a grenade or two.// verdigrisprowl 9:11 pm ... Well, if you WANT a trip to the interrogation room that badly, skip the crime and punishment and come by sometime after work. Boomtank 9:11 pm -and just going to ignore Soundwave and his Prowl- badmasteryoujerk 9:11 pm *yawwwwn, he sort of stretches, before recoiling again and munching on his cookeis* Boomtank 9:11 pm -by doing paperwork- NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm *Tiiiiiiny biolight increase. He'll just nod and, uh. Let that sit there. Yep. That's an acknowledgment.*

[[Slow down, Bruce.]] [[You do not have the experience necessary to kill someone of that caliber.]] SCProwl 9:13 pm At least Lee knows better than to fall for this. NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm *Yes, this is his argument. Not that he shouldn't kill him. Just that he probably can't yet.* chronosmith 9:13 pm Yeah, like. She's being very calm and professional about it all. Seems like less of a bubblehead than last season. verdigrisprowl 9:13 pm ... I've suspected since we found out about his grudge that he was behind the murder of Brace's parents. I'm nearly completely convinced, at this point. chronosmith 9:13 pm Soundwave, he's rich, though, he can hire someone to do it. NoodlesAtNight 9:14 pm //Prob'ly gettin' used to all this scrap by now. The Lee fleshie.//

[[Yes, it makes sense.]] verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm Currently? I think he's going to give Brace his parents' killer, LET him kill him, and then get him arrested. SCProwl 9:14 pm Jim's also painfully predictable. Swervester 9:14 pm Is Bruce not allowed to fire the board? Swervester 9:15 pm I don't get human business Boomtank 9:15 pm Say no Bruce NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm [[He is too young. And if he fires them before he finds out what they know...]] [[At least there he can keep an eye on them for now.]] NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm //So how's HE know that?// badmasteryoujerk 9:16 pm *He grabs the blanket and wiggles to the edge of his couch, plopping down to the floor, the blanket following. He scuttled with it across the room towards the other rooms* Boomtank 9:16 pm Say no NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm *There are no other rooms. The bottom floor is just one big nightclub and the second floor is sealed off by a heavy duty door with no keypad or handle.* Boomtank 9:16 pm Kid, he's manipulating you Swervester 9:16 pm Don't listen to hiiim verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm Grab the envelope and run. badmasteryoujerk 9:17 pm *Tiny boy is gonna try to wiggle through- but he wont accomplish much, just sort of fiddle with the creases of the door* Swervester 9:17 pm Not in the car with you, Barb NoodlesAtNight 9:17 pm //Faster reflexes, kid.// NoodlesAtNight 9:17 pm [[Who's not in the car?]] Swervester 9:17 pm His spirit of adventure NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm [[Ahh. No. No it is not.]] ((i want that coat y'all.)) Swervester 9:18 pm IS now the time for dinking chronosmith 9:18 pm Oh my god. All this time... I never knew. This is Blurr's origin story. badmasteryoujerk 9:18 pm *waddles through the room to the snack table, which he starts to scale* Swervester 9:18 pm OH my god chronosmith 9:18 pm *drapes a claw over his spark* SCProwl 9:18 pm What? NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm //Wha?// chronosmith 9:18 pm Y'know, Teach. Having a date with a corpse. chronosmith 9:19 pm And murdering someone on the date. NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm [[Brilliant. /Now/ what are you going to bury him with.]] verdigrisprowl 9:19 pm Does he really date them, too? Swervester 9:19 pm What did he even see that tipped him off it was weird??? I didn't see NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm //...Is, uh. Is that - really true?// badmasteryoujerk 9:19 pm **wiggles up onto the table and starts eating all the snacks** **content** verdigrisprowl 9:19 pm The makeshift coffin. chronosmith 9:19 pm I mean, as far as I can tell, yeah. NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm [[Ah. There was a bloody section of plastic poking out.]] chronosmith 9:20 pm He's got living beaus, too, though. Swervester 9:20 pm Oh. I didn't see the bloody plastic. chronosmith 9:20 pm SHE'S the one who left! NoodlesAtNight 9:20 pm *Rumble points* //I love doin' that.//

[[He knows. He does not love it when you do that.]] chronosmith 9:20 pm Hm? Doing what? NoodlesAtNight 9:21 pm //Pretendin' the line's breakin' up when ya get told to do somethin' you don't wanna.// badmasteryoujerk 9:21 pm **Squeals** chronosmith 9:21 pm Oh, pfft. They didn't have a chopper on him? Amateurs. badmasteryoujerk 9:21 pm IS HE DEAD!? OH HES NOT DEAD NoodlesAtNight 9:21 pm ((i always know the truck is coming and it STILL startles me)) badmasteryoujerk 9:21 pm okay verdigrisprowl 9:21 pm ((i don't give a CRASSH)) NoodlesAtNight 9:22 pm //Unsanitationary.// SCProwl 9:22 pm ((augh i forgot that happened chronosmith 9:22 pm How hilarious would it have been if he'd pulled the trigger when she got to the word "gonna?" Because, in my book--very hilarious. badmasteryoujerk 9:23 pm *He murrs and sort of climbs into the chip bowl* verdigrisprowl 9:23 pm Quote from man who was stabbed: Swervester 9:23 pm .... Why can't he make it bigger verdigrisprowl 9:23 pm "What are you gonna do, stab me?" chronosmith 9:23 pm *snickers* Oh damn, he's going to get eaten by a bear. NoodlesAtNight 9:24 pm *Soundwave is busy shaking like a leaf at Prowl and Whirl's commentary. Mostly Prowl's. He's trying to give Whirl a bit of a wide space.* //Thought bears was into honey.// badmasteryoujerk 9:25 pm Why did they give a child so much power? Why not that old human? chronosmith 9:25 pm Far as I know, they also eat meat, right? That guy was hunting SOMETHING. And if you eat meat, I figure a rotting corpse smells like a five-course meal. NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm [[...He would ask if you needed to be in the chip bowl, but he supposes you do at that size. Do be sure to take them with you when youleave.]] badmasteryoujerk 9:25 pm Isnt he more intelligent? Boomtank 9:25 pm ((what'd I miss? NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm ((where'd you leave off)) chronosmith 9:25 pm Also, Prowl, are you telling a joke or is that literally something from your case files? Boomtank 9:25 pm ((um... verdigrisprowl 9:25 pm It's a news report I saw once. Boomtank 9:26 pm ((after Jim said he was going to continue despite being told to get out chronosmith 9:26 pm Thank Heqet. It being real makes it even more hilarious. *toasts again. Whether he's toasting Heqet, or the guy, or the news report, is a mystery* NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm ((Theo's convincing Bruce to sell his company in exchange for the name of his parents' murderer, Jim fell for Babs' trap and got himself into a car crack/anesthetized, Nygma went to bury Kristen and killed a hunter who found them. He then had to go get something to fit them into the same hole and returned to find out that someone had eaten his sandwich, so went off to find THEM.)) Boomtank 9:27 pm ((oh fun NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm ((...crash not crack)) badmasteryoujerk 9:27 pm *He sort of places his chin on the ridge of the bowl, a little smile on his face* SCProwl 9:27 pm ((it occurs to me that bruce being a minor means anything he'd sign probably wouldn't be legal and binding? NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm ((it would be if he got alfred to approve of it)) Boomtank 9:27 pm ((true SCProwl 9:27 pm ((fair point, though i hardly think alfred would allow it NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm ((but theo wouldn't know that.)) NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm //Shotgun weddin'! So that's what that means.// SCProwl 9:28 pm ((true true chronosmith 9:28 pm I mean, it's a good look. NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm //Pit yeah. Dress ain't good for fightin' in, but maybe if the enemies was standin' far away.// chronosmith 9:29 pm Well, that's what the bridesmaids are for. verdigrisprowl 9:29 pm Honestly, I can't imagine how humans fight in clothes anyway. badmasteryoujerk 9:29 pm Its not hard~ SCProwl 9:29 pm I suppose they must be used to them. badmasteryoujerk 9:29 pm Its just like having a separate skin. verdigrisprowl 9:29 pm It seems like it would be very restrictive. badmasteryoujerk 9:29 pm only above your plating chronosmith 9:30 pm Sounds like a pain in the ass. SCProwl 9:30 pm That sounds aggravating. badmasteryoujerk 9:30 pm Oh it is~ Especially in the lower regions NoodlesAtNight 9:30 pm //Wouldn't it jus' catch in everythin'? Make it real easy t'get grabbed?// badmasteryoujerk 9:31 pm Yes, but its like... chronosmith 9:31 pm Hell yeah, drunk cop figuring it out! badmasteryoujerk 9:31 pm having a blanket on all the time. chronosmith 9:31 pm Blankets sound like a pain in the ass, too, though. *peers* But I guess if you're not very pointy, it's no big deal. NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm //Blankets ain't good if you gotta move.// badmasteryoujerk 9:31 pm *A sly little smirk as he hides in the chip bowl* chronosmith 9:32 pm She's a shrink, THAT'S how she knows. NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm @P: [[...There isn't anyone who's going to come be like her, is there?]] verdigrisprowl 9:33 pm "Oh Lee, you can't possibly know who he is because he doesn't know who he is, and yet somehow I know who he is despite the same reasoning." NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm *If he has to be prepared to get wheeled into a religious facility so Chromedome can act weird at them, he'd like to know.* chronosmith 9:33 pm (9I'm really enjoying Barbara's actress, she's hamming it up and she's a load of fun)) Boomtank 9:33 pm ((I am...getting a bit drunk, my bad verdigrisprowl 9:33 pm That was my Barbara impression. chronosmith 9:34 pm *snickers again* Prowl, you've got to put on the dress to sell it. NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm *Rumble applauds.* //On the money, my mech. On the money.// SCProwl 9:34 pm ((babs is the best chronosmith 9:34 pm And we need to get you a sawed-off. badmasteryoujerk 9:34 pm *Little chirp, wearily shrinking into the bowl* Swervester 9:34 pm //she's very into the yandere act i'm dying verdigrisprowl 9:34 pm @S «The biggest risk of that was Tarantulas.» NoodlesAtNight 9:35 pm @P: [[Ah. Then that is unlikely. Good.]] chronosmith 9:35 pm Once again, should've shot her while she was having her little monologue. badmasteryoujerk 9:35 pm Mmmph. Stupid. NoodlesAtNight 9:35 pm //For real.// badmasteryoujerk 9:35 pm Shes' going to jump out the window. Swervester 9:35 pm Does she want him to do it, honestly? verdigrisprowl 9:36 pm ((see, i like yanderes. I am very pro-yandere.)) SCProwl 9:36 pm Or fall out one. NoodlesAtNight 9:36 pm //Maybe. Sometimes people get like that.// verdigrisprowl 9:36 pm ((barbara's just annoying.)) Boomtank 9:36 pm ........... verdigrisprowl 9:36 pm Pity. Boomtank 9:36 pm Yikes... badmasteryoujerk 9:36 pm *he wiggles out of the chips, dumps them a little on his way out by dragging the blanket over the bowl* NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm *Soundwave rubs his crest in frustration. He's going to get a very small box and lock that Starscream in it next time.* badmasteryoujerk 9:37 pm *he leaps off the table and rolls until he's on his feet* *he's spilled a few cheese puffs* Swervester 9:37 pm He's gonna be dead by now. Oh. He's alive. NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm ((....what cheese puffs? they're cybertronians)) [[Don't sign, boy.]] badmasteryoujerk 9:38 pm (( 😉 energon cheesepuffs)) Swervester 9:38 pm //i'm trying to pictue energon cheesepuffs badmasteryoujerk 9:38 pm ((jk im just blabbering)) verdigrisprowl 9:38 pm And that's where the police bust in? Or that. Ah. Close. NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm [[Or both.]] Swervester 9:38 pm Oh. NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm //Aw, no, c'mon-- the file--!// SCProwl 9:39 pm ((i'm picturing like balls of fiberglass tbh badmasteryoujerk 9:39 pm ((PFTT Swervester 9:39 pm Are we sure this isn't part of his act. PLan. Plan and act Boomtank 9:39 pm . . . chronosmith 9:39 pm Guess it wasn't a bear. Swervester 9:39 pm Shame Boomtank 9:39 pm This series is just... chronosmith 9:40 pm Shame. Would have been funny to watch him fighting one of THOSE off--oh it's THAT guy. NoodlesAtNight 9:40 pm //Huh. Never heard of no penguins livin' in the woods.// chronosmith 9:40 pm *snickers* Boomtank 9:40 pm Oh. Oh wow... NoodlesAtNight 9:40 pm ((OuO it Begins)) SCProwl 9:41 pm Political climate change caused them to migrate further south. verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm ((im looking forward to finally liking edward)) Swervester 9:41 pm [snorts] NoodlesAtNight 9:41 pm [[....He is tempted to ban you for that.]] *Pause.* [[Unfortunately, it is too entertaining.]] verdigrisprowl 9:42 pm Are puns against the rules? NoodlesAtNight 9:42 pm [[No. Not strictly.]] NoodlesAtNight 9:43 pm ((i love The Lady's hair)) badmasteryoujerk 9:43 pm *He's just. Gonna sit out of the way...* verdigrisprowl 9:43 pm ((i wouldn't mind wearing that hair)) chronosmith 9:43 pm ((I love The Lady's whole THING rn she's slick as hell)) SCProwl 9:43 pm I'll try harder next time. verdigrisprowl 9:43 pm ((... it actually IS pretty close to that style, i'm just bad at taming my waves.)) NoodlesAtNight 9:43 pm ((i'd say life goals but i don't wanna be a criminal)) chronosmith 9:43 pm *toasts SCProwl* That's the spirit. NoodlesAtNight 9:44 pm ((needle approaches)) SCProwl 9:44 pm ((something to do for a very fun event perhaps, Puff? verdigrisprowl 9:44 pm ((put on a suit and become an assassin? tempting.)) NoodlesAtNight 9:44 pm ((LMAO)) SCProwl 9:44 pm ((yes definitely NoodlesAtNight 9:46 pm [[No. No, you didn't.]] NoodlesAtNight 9:49 pm ((THIS SCENE)) Swervester 9:50 pm //etregbfg verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm *shoulders shake* Boomtank 9:50 pm ... Swervester 9:50 pm [snickers] SCProwl 9:50 pm *laughs* Boomtank 9:51 pm -muffled laughter- NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm [[Fascinating.]] *He'll have to get his claws on some and test it out himself.* chronosmith 9:52 pm Man. A night where every assassion of some super secret organization is out to get me? Sounds like a good fraggin night. NoodlesAtNight 9:52 pm //Dream come true, huh?// chronosmith 9:52 pm Hell yeah it is! NoodlesAtNight 9:54 pm //Three's like a slow day for the Penguin, heh.// verdigrisprowl 9:54 pm Mhm. SCProwl 9:55 pm Three before breakfast given his habit of stabbing anyone that offends him. NoodlesAtNight 9:55 pm [[Four if breakfast if someone else's sandwich.]] chronosmith 9:55 pm Gotta start somewhere, right? *toasts the concept of starting somewhere by murdering three people and tips his drink back* badmasteryoujerk 9:57 pm ((im gonna... (head off ;0;)) chronosmith 9:57 pm ((gnight!)) NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm ((okiedokie. happy new year's!)) badmasteryoujerk 9:57 pm ((you tooo NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm [[At least she is thorough.]] verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm Smart policy. If one person can't do the job, don't send one more and then another. Send everyone. chronosmith 9:57 pm All these assassinations are so high-profile though. I mean, if you really want to get someone, REALLY really? NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm ((did it just die)) verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm ((still good here)) Swervester 9:58 pm //fine here chronosmith 9:58 pm Use those awesome assassin infiltration skills and slip some poison into his food. Boomtank 9:58 pm ((all good chronosmith 9:58 pm ((good here!)) NoodlesAtNight 9:58 pm *Makes a note to scan all the energon in the bar after Whirl is gone.* Swervester 9:58 pm This is the least assassiny assassining I've ever seen verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm Gotham isn't known for its subtlety. NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[Hit men, not assassins. Bit of a difference.]] Boomtank 9:59 pm No, it really isn't Swervester 9:59 pm Oh well. Yeah that makes sense. NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm //Whirl, don't look.// NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm ((mun types too slow ahaha)) chronosmith 9:59 pm ...I'll be fine. *switches to comms, he slipped up there* @R: I'm fine. I'm fine. NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm ((also that was supposed to be an @ whoop)) chronosmith 10:00 pm ((oh WHOP well... let me edit rq. Because one will and one won't be)) Swervester 10:00 pm Oh. chronosmith 10:01 pm Did he just.. bring this guy the gift of murdering someone who pissed him off? Is that what he's doing? SCProwl 10:01 pm He did. NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm //Huh. Kinda sweet.// chronosmith 10:02 pm Is he trying to LEARN from this guy or trying to COURT him? Because yeah that's just. That's a heartfelt gesture right there. Boomtank 10:02 pm He's...worrying me The Ed guy NoodlesAtNight 10:02 pm //Aww, rejected.// NoodlesAtNight 10:02 pm [[He worries everyone, he thinks.]] chronosmith 10:02 pm Tragic. verdigrisprowl 10:02 pm *Prowl feels like this is how Wreckers flirt.* SCProwl 10:03 pm *is absolutely certain this is how Dinobots flirt* chronosmith 10:03 pm *it's definitely how SOME Wreckers flirt* NoodlesAtNight 10:03 pm *Soundwave tilts his head. He doesn't know this song. Is it important?* Boomtank 10:03 pm Just a bit..... NoodlesAtNight 10:03 pm //THAT'S Blurr.// chronosmith 10:03 pm Yep. There he is! Our one and only. *drapes a claw over his spark again* NoodlesAtNight 10:03 pm //Maybe if the li'l fur thingie was blue insteada pink.// verdigrisprowl 10:04 pm ((my first thought was "really? raw? not gonna cook it? not even gonna wash it off??")) chronosmith 10:04 pm Yeah. But I bet Blurr could pull of pink. Color of energon, and all. ((SAUTEE IT WITH GARLIC AND OLIVE OIL)) verdigrisprowl 10:05 pm ((at least get off the earwax, yeesh)) NoodlesAtNight 10:05 pm ((internet died)) ((oh EW)) chronosmith 10:05 pm ((WB!)) verdigrisprowl 10:06 pm See, I don't necessarily think wanting to pull the trigger means he has an inner monster. I think that's a rational reaction to Barbara's presence. NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm [[Ha.]] chronosmith 10:06 pm I mean yeah, he was just solving a problem. A big, mouthy, Barbara-shaped problem. Boomtank 10:07 pm -dead silence from Blaster- NoodlesAtNight 10:07 pm [[Hmm.]] verdigrisprowl 10:07 pm Intriguing philosophy. Swervester 10:07 pm Wouldn't that make the law the line? verdigrisprowl 10:08 pm It would. NoodlesAtNight 10:08 pm [[But there is no /natural/ line is what he is saying.]] *Oh! The song again. What is it?* Boomtank 10:09 pm -oh his silence is about what the man said he did, not philosophy- verdigrisprowl 10:09 pm Memory. Hah. NoodlesAtNight 10:09 pm [[Nicely done.]] verdigrisprowl 10:09 pm Penguin solved it too, so I figure it's not THAT impressive. Swervester 10:10 pm I feel like all of Gotham needs therapy at this point. NoodlesAtNight 10:11 pm [[An honest statement.]] chronosmith 10:11 pm I mean, DUH. No prizes for that one, Eddie. chronosmith 10:12 pm And no prizes for this one, either--of course someone with nothing to lose is going to be more dangerous. verdigrisprowl 10:12 pm Depends on the circumstances. Boomtank 10:13 pm ..... chronosmith 10:13 pm *tilts his head at VProwl, and gestures with his free claw in a "go on" motion* Boomtank 10:13 pm He's...ugh verdigrisprowl 10:14 pm Someone with nothing to lose won't fight half as ferociously as, say, someone with one thing to lose. NoodlesAtNight 10:14 pm [[At least this time he has something of a point. His presence endangers both of them.]] chronosmith 10:14 pm Possibly. Depends on a few things, I'd say. Spite is a hell of a thing. Swervester 10:14 pm Humans have a thing about cornered rats, too. chronosmith 10:14 pm Though I guess you could argue that someone who's fighting out of pure unfiltered homicidal anger might have something to lose--revenge, or something. Swervester 10:14 pm Whihc... I don't remember right now. verdigrisprowl 10:15 pm Perhaps it depends on the mech. chronosmith 10:15 pm But it wouldn't do you any good if the one thing the person has to lose is you living through the fight. Probably. *another toast, this time, it's anyone's guess, Whirl is nearly done with that drink, and down it goes* NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm //Aw, c'mon, Jim. Don't.// verdigrisprowl 10:16 pm Don't do that. Huh. He didn't do that. NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm [[He supposes something Barnes said stuck.]] chronosmith 10:16 pm Piss-poor assassins. NoodlesAtNight 10:17 pm *Rumble squints at that smile.* verdigrisprowl 10:17 pm ... I can't fight for spite. Swervester 10:17 pm Best assassins doesn't seem worth much if they lost to like, one guy NoodlesAtNight 10:17 pm //Oh! Oh! He's givin' it a shot!// chronosmith 10:18 pm Yeah, that's straight up romance, right there. That doesn't surprise me, Prowl. You're not the type. NoodlesAtNight 10:18 pm [[The Lady's lackeys do seem to be on the shoddy side. Must be skimping on paying the best to keep up the atmosphere.]] //I can totally fight for spite.// NoodlesAtNight 10:18 pm @P: [[He is better with at least one left. In support of your comment.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm [[They should have muzzled him.]] Boomtank 10:19 pm .... chronosmith 10:19 pm I made a career out of fighting for spite. Boomtank 10:19 pm Wasn't expecting that.... verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm You certainly did. chronosmith 10:20 pm *another toast* *this time, he announces it* To spite! verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm What does he mean, "tonight"? "Tonight" he almost crossed the line? He crosses multiple lines almost every time we see him. NoodlesAtNight 10:21 pm //...Kinda hope they clammed the Flamingo guy up before stickin' him in lockup with a buncha other guys.// NoodlesAtNight 10:21 pm [[Indeed he does.]] chronosmith 10:22 pm Man, it's almost like taking the guy out would mean... *mock gasp* less victims? Less VICTIMS for him to kill? Should've offed him in the fight and claimed self-defense. verdigrisprowl 10:22 pm Putting a muzzle on him would have achieved the same results. NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm ((i'd offer to go to 10 tonight so y'all see bruce in a bit of a pickle and we don't have to split 12 and 13 next week but i expect y'all are tired and got new year's plans lol)) Boomtank 10:23 pm ...... That went badly verdigrisprowl 10:23 pm There is a problem in how they handled him, and the problem is not that Gym should have murdered the already-defeated culprit. The problem is that they did not properly secure him. chronosmith 10:23 pm Yeah, he should have murdered him as PART of the defeat. verdigrisprowl 10:24 pm Nnnnno. chronosmith 10:24 pm *shrugs* I think if someone comes to assassinate you, they've made themselves fair game. NoodlesAtNight 10:25 pm ((time marker: 10:45)) verdigrisprowl 10:26 pm ... Okay that technically has some legal basis. SCProwl 10:26 pm I'm going to head back now. I have plans. NoodlesAtNight 10:26 pm [[Oh? Enjoy them, Prowl.]] Boomtank 10:26 pm Good night! verdigrisprowl 10:27 pm Evening, alternate. SCProwl 10:27 pm Evening, everyone. *heads out* chronosmith 10:27 pm *one final toast, for legal basis. And then he drains his drink* NoodlesAtNight 10:28 pm [[Oh, yes, it would, wouldn't it? Self-defense?]] verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm Self-defense, yes. Boomtank 10:29 pm Yeah, if someone's trying to kill you, you're generally not thinking about not killing them chronosmith 10:29 pm Yeah. Might have missed it, but I did say self-defense earlier. verdigrisprowl 10:29 pm However: if you KEEP trying to kill them after they've stopped or being capable of trying to kill you—which is the situation we're talking about—it's illegal. NoodlesAtNight 10:29 pm *Rewinds and checks.* [[Ah! So you did. He apologizes.]] chronosmith 10:30 pm *stares blankly at Soundwave for a moment and shrugs* That's why you gotta do it in the middle of it. NoodlesAtNight 10:30 pm *Hey. He doesn't need to make Whirl any angrier by stepping on his words.* chronosmith 10:31 pm *Whirl, who has no idea Soundwave thinks he is angry, is just a bit off-balance* Anyway. I gotta make it back again. Need to see what happens, and all. chronosmith 10:32 pm See you losers later. And you, too. *nudges Rumble, as usual, excluding him from the "losers" category. Privileges* NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm //Yeah! We gotta see what them monks're doin'.// NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm *Nudges Whirl back and grins.* //Maybe I'll bring ya a punchin' bag.// verdigrisprowl 10:32 pm ... While technically not illegal, I severely object to the idea of using an assassination attempt as an excuse to use unnecessary excessive force. verdigrisprowl 10:33 pm And by "technically not illegal" I mean "actually definitely illegal, but next to impossible to prove or easily legally define." chronosmith 10:33 pm If you wanna. I've got some stuff done on the ship. You can drop by, y'know. Whenever. *he pauses, blinks, as a thought occurs to him* Oh damn, I need to--Prowl. I'm going to bring my tire next session. chronosmith 10:34 pm Still haven't figured out how to talk to it except for the most basic stuff. NoodlesAtNight 10:34 pm //Yeah? I'm down for that.// *He wants to see!* chronosmith 10:34 pm *he will bob his head at Rumble* verdigrisprowl 10:34 pm Oh—good. We'll try to figure that out. Boomtank 10:35 pm Right. I'm going home now. Thanks for the show. Good night. NoodlesAtNight 10:36 pm [[Goodnight, Blaster.]] chronosmith 10:36 pm *and he will extricate himself from Rumble and the couch* See you guys next week, probably. *he'll drop off the cup on the way out* NoodlesAtNight 10:36 pm //Seeya!// *Rumble will go grab that and run it into the recycling.* Swervester 10:36 pm I better head out too. Night everyone. Boomtank 10:37 pm ((good night and happy new year! Swervester 10:37 pm //u too NoodlesAtNight 10:37 pm [[Goodnight, Swerve.]] ((that people use this song for marriage proposals makes me laugh but that's neither here nor there)) ((well not THIS one but anyway)) NoodlesAtNight 10:38 pm [[He really does hope Jim gets his act together soon.]] verdigrisprowl 10:39 pm It's not looking likely. NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm *Tiny vent.* [[No. No, it isn't.]] verdigrisprowl 10:40 pm He just seemingly had all his worst impulses validated and reinforced. NoodlesAtNight 10:41 pm [[Because Officer Parks died?]] *Nodding.* verdigrisprowl 10:41 pm Mhm. verdigrisprowl 10:42 pm There's not a chance he isn't taking the opportunity to tell himself "I should just kill any future criminals I cross paths with without arresting and without due process to prevent more innocent deaths." NoodlesAtNight 10:42 pm [[What would it take, do you think, to prove to him that is not the way?]] verdigrisprowl 10:43 pm Hm. Him killing an innocent. NoodlesAtNight 10:45 pm *Shakes his head.* [[He hopes it will not come to that. But you may well be right.]]

[[And the Captain? Where does your opinion of him stand now?]] *Soundwave can't make up his mind, himself. There are things the fleshling does that bother the Pit out of him and things he does that make him want to sigh in relief at the lack of corruption. It's a strange place to be in.* verdigrisprowl 10:46 pm ... Mixed. verdigrisprowl 10:47 pm Where does yours? NoodlesAtNight 10:51 pm [[Mixed as well. If Barnes would stop treating it as a damned /war/ - and if he had given those poor recruits a slower introduction to Gotham... But his determination to do things the right way reminds him of you, in a sense.]] *Chews on his lip for a moment.* [[But not enough.]]

[[He does not mean to embarrass, but presently he thinks you are still the best Captain he has encountered. Barnes could learn from you. It is a pity he can't.]] verdigrisprowl 10:51 pm I imagine most of my competition is poor. NoodlesAtNight 10:53 pm [[So, so much of it.]] *Huffing.* [[Well. We will have to wait to see if he abandons his military spin. In the meantime, he'd like to clean up, and then see if we can't replicate the Barbara human's bed setting - unless you have other plans for the night?]] verdigrisprowl 10:54 pm That sounds like an excellent plan. Can I help clean? NoodlesAtNight 10:55 pm [[Of course. He encourages you to try to treat the recycling bin as a distance target, if you'd like.]] *Pats Prowl's knee and rises to attend to scanning the energon, being that he's paranoid about Whirl. They'll meet up somewhere in the middle of it.* verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm *stares at the bin. oh, now Prowl is going to be throwing objects in the bin all night.* NoodlesAtNight 10:58 pm *You know what? That, too, is perfectly fine. He'll have a captive audience.*

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