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July 19 Blurr’s Horror Stream - Night of the Living Dead

What happened at this stream? I don’t know. It was over a week ago. I’m not gonna reread the log.

Welcome to the 'speedxstealer' room. The chat room has been cleared by the moderator. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((*prods livestream. you gonna work now u punk?*)) B l u r r: / yes hello , he is here. With a brand new finial and patch. Nice and ugly again/ Whirl: *oho, look at him, early for once. He's gonna savor this* Whirl: Yo, Teach. *pauses to look him over critically* You're looking significantly less beat-up that last week. B l u r r: Mm.. Ratchet fixed me up. B l u r r: /taps his finial / Made it better than before. Whirl: *interesting choice of music, Blurr* Whirl: *bobs his head and clambers up to assume his rightful place* B l u r r: / it's the best / Star: /shows up. tadah/ B l u r r: We've landed for supplies. / flexes claws / B l u r r: So try to remain on the ship. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Y'know that picture of the dog peeking around the door Whirl uses? That's Soundwave right now. He's scanning for Ratchets.* B l u r r: / There are no Ratchets here / B l u r r: / hisses at Star as he walks by to set up snacks / Whirl: *simply swivels his helm to watch Starscream* Bevel: *trundles in* Star: /is to tired to deal with anyone/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Cautious entry in, every step hesitant, like he's ready to bolt again. The twins are glued to his sides.* Bevel: [[i get so let down every time that song plays and doesn't immediately segue into my shot B l u r r: [[ LOL ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *All right. Nothing appearing out of the shadows to leap on them. He'll send them off - but in a beeline for the hammock, and nowhere else.* B l u r r: [[ same ]] B l u r r: [[ but it on shuffle ]] Wing: *he really is too tired to deal with much of anything tonight but here he be* B l u r r: [[ tonight is in honor of Romero. RAISE A GLASS. ]] Bevel: [[shuffle is a blessing and a curse, especially when you listen to musicals B l u r r: [[ Truth ]] Whirl: *takes his attention away to bob his head in greeting at Bevel* Yo, shovel. B l u r r: / waves claws at Bevel and Wing ! / Whirl: *and, of course, he will make room for the twins as well* Bevel: [[raise a glass to to freedo--zombie B l u r r: [[ freedom zombies ]] B l u r r: [[ free the zombies ]] Bevel: Hey, Whirl. Hi, Blurr. :] Drift: *vaults over the back of a couch to land by Blurr* Hey! B l u r r: / flicks finials / Hey. Whirl: What's up, chumps? Wing: *small wave back. wall gargoyle time. he's exhausted* Bevel: *will find her usual seat* Star: /is settled in the back, get nice and comfy and dozing off already/ B l u r r: You seem excited. / to Drift / B l u r r: / glancing at his claws. Shifts a little / Drift: Just full of healing light and positive energy. Wing: *and by Star he goes. poor mech. looks how he feels* Whirl: *returns to curving his neck around like some horrid bird, staring at Starscream* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Nothin'. How's the movie last week? Fish lady get home?// Whirl: Yep. Eded up taking the octopus with her, too. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\WHAT FOR? FOOD?\\ Whirl: Companionship, presumably. Bevel: Friendship. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\PFFFT. LAME.\\ Bevel: I liked it. Whirl: *shrugs and finally returns his attentions to the twins and Bevel* Decent enough, if you like fish, I guess. B l u r r: Ah... energy. Sounds nice. Bevel: It was nice that Dory got home and stuff too. *nods* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Eh. Fish's more the Boss' thing. Octopus 'n all that.// Bevel: Tarantulus is gonna show us some soon. Whirl: Some... fish? Star: /has his optics shut off, so he's just relaxing/ Bevel: Octopuses and squids and stuff. Ones that change colors and light up. B l u r r: Anyway, I've been busy. Er... We. We have a heading. B l u r r: Just needed to stop by and gather supplies. LORDStarscream: *guess who's just marked himself in* Whirl: Oh. Huh. You know, I believe it. If anyone could get their hands on weird exotic organics, it'd be him. B l u r r: Which is what Dart and NOS are doing. LORDStarscream: **marched Whirl: WHOAH, Teach. Teach, hold it. LORDStarscream: **dammit he blew his big entrance with a typo* Whirl: May not wanna give away your secrets with our enemies in the room with us. B l u r r: ... Hnnh? I didn't say where I was going. Whirl: Yeah, even so. Drift: ... Comm it. *wants to know where Blurr's going* B l u r r: Oh, yes, good. Wing: *soft vent8 B l u r r: Are you mechs ready? I just got this new upgrade. Whirl: Oh for the love of--ANOTHER one? Whirl: Blurr, if you drop dead, I'm going to carve "I told you so" on your damn grave. B l u r r: @D @ W @ Bevel : :: We're heading to another universe to access an ancient temple that I found on a grid map! :: Bevel: Hi, Lord Starscream *grins* B l u r r: / welcome to group calling. With secured lines / B l u r r: / And CLEAR quality calls. / Whirl: *if this was like a phone group chat wihirl would immediately spam with emojis* B l u r r: Oh, come on, Ratchet insisted. Drift: @Bl @W @Be «... Did you get a new comm?» *yeah he's messaging the whole group* LORDStarscream: "Another"? Why, do I have an alternate already here? *glances around* Whirl: *he actually seems a little surprised to be included--surprised, but not displeased* @Group: What, like, freelance archaeology or something? Whirl: Ratchet's an idiot, then. Wing: *he doesn't know this Starscream but he's sticking next to the one he knows* B l u r r: @B @ W @ Be: ::Yes, a new comm. It's very complex and connected. Ah? It's more like there's a treasure beneath it. :: Bevel: @Group - What kind of temple? Is it Cybertronian or something else? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave heard the word Ratchet. He's on high alert again, scanning the room* Whirl: @Group: So, freelance Indiana Jones style archaeology. Got it. LORDStarscream: *nvm that though, there's a Bevel here. nods in greeting* Hello, Bevel. Do you have room for a visitor to sit down? B l u r r: @Group: :: Sure, why not? It's not Cybertronian, per say, but it might be. :: Star: /greets Wing with a nod before pulling out a data pad/ Whirl: @Group: Hey check this out. 🐸 Drift: @Group: «🐸🐸🐸🐸🐸» Bevel: @Group: How did you do that? Drift: @Group «I'm just copying Whirl's.» Bevel: *makes some room, she will be Starscream's movie buddy and body guard tonight yep* B l u r r: @Group: :: You're flooding my optic with this? :: Bevel: @Group - 🐸🐸🐸 Whirl: @Group: 🐸🐸Praise Heqet🐸🐸 Whirl: @Group: Blurr, this is the cost of you doing things that I advised you against. Accept it. B l u r r: @ Group: :: I can end the call, I made it first. :: Drift: @Group «🐸 What 🐸 did 🐸 he 🐸 do?🐸» Wing: *little smile back at Star. he could just as easily be reading off that datapad, but he'll look away* B l u r r: @ Group : :: Nevermind. :: /ENDS CALL / Bevel: *giggles* B l u r r: /scratches finial and flickers optic. Flicks finial and shakes helm/ Hnnh. Whirl: *snickers* Drift: ... Ribbit. B l u r r: / shoves claw in his face/ Shush. Drift: Pbbbt. Whirl: @Blurr; Anyway, read you loud and clear. No idea if I'll have anything to do with all that, or where I'll be, but I'll keep it in mind. LORDStarscream: *good. he'll take that body guard. as supremely, unflinchingly confident as he's pretending to be, he's very nervous being outside Cybertron's anti-Unicron barrier.* B l u r r: @ W: :: Works for me. :: B l u r r: @W: :: If we need help, we'll comm you. :: B l u r r: [[ whos ready? ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((me)) Drift: ((ready)) LORDStarscream: *... not that a bodyguard would do anything if unicron flew up and ate the ship, but it helps his comfort levels.* B l u r r: / flicks finial and shifts up/ ... I have visitors. Star: /doesn't have anything on the pad excpt things dinocos are begging for/ Whirl: ((me!)) Star: (ready) ItsyBitsySpyers: *If Unicron flies up to eat the ship, Soundwave is finding a way to drag Starscream, Bevel, the twins, and Whirl with him.* Bevel: *she'll die first, that's... something?* Whirl: *he simply nods in acknowledgement* Yeah. Unfortunately, you forgot to spray for Starscreams. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Like, off the ship.* B l u r r: Well, I can SEE that. Whirl: You've got an infestation. B l u r r: My poor single optic. It burns. LORDStarscream: *starscream is flattered, if confused that he made the list* B l u r r: / snickers / Bevel: *or get saved via deus ex soundwave* Whirl: *SAVE YOURSELF SOUNDWAVE HE'LL HOLD UNICRON BACK* Whirl: *he's always wanted to fight a god* ItsyBitsySpyers: *...You know what, he'd believe Whirl could. And anyway, Bevel would be sad if Starscream got eaten and he doesn't want the headache of Kaon finding a new leader.* Wing: *he'll ignore that. it's not worth it* ItsyBitsySpyers: *But none of this much matters, because he isn't thinking of Unicron. He's nervously watching the room, plating pulled in so tight he looks even thinner than usual.* LORDStarscream: *he'll count that as soundwave's vote in support of starscream's leadership* B l u r r: / stretches arms up/ This Earth is so quiet. Whirl: ((god dammit i played myself. now that song's stuck in my head)) B l u r r: [[ kay imma set up so gimme a second ]] LORDStarscream: *jolts* We're on Earth?! Bevel: Different Earth. B l u r r: For the moment. B l u r r: A pretty much dead one, at that. Bevel: *probably not a Unicron Earth... maybe. she didn't check* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Oh Primus. A zombie movie. He hates zombie movies.* LORDStarscream: ............ *NERVOUS LAUGH* Wing: ((***. yes.)) Bevel: *...pats Starscream's arm comfortingly?* B l u r r: I don't even think there are Autobots alive in this verse anymore. Aside from Jazz. Whirl: *black and white? You have his attention* B l u r r: Who I dropped off. B l u r r: Unharmed. Someone ought to give me a metal. Whirl: *he perks up like a ferret that just saw something it liked for a moment& LORDStarscream: @Bevel «You are aware of what's IN Earth, aren't you?» Whirl: Oh. I've not seen this one. Wing: *this is different* Star: (I'm surprised this hotel internet im using is letting me watch this) Bevel: @Starscream - Unicron, yeah. But I do not think he is in this one. Other universes are funny like that. LORDStarscream: @Bevel «Does it vary? You're certain he's not here?» B l u r r: I like this one. It's nice and old. B l u r r: / pulls out a tin of snacks. Willing to share with Drift. / B l u r r: / special snacks / Whirl: The 60s was a good time for movies. Whirl: You've gotta make it to Culture Club... sometime. If we have it. B l u r r: Ah? Maybe. Whirl: *he started that statement without thinking about how that statement had to end, good job him* Drift: ... You can still have it. Whirl: *shrugs* Depends. LORDStarscream: *glances at movie* ... I've seen this one before. Bevel: @Starscream - It does! I can double check if you want but I am pretty sure. B l u r r: You can always have it here on The Emperor. Bevel: Culture Club? Whirl: That might work. Whirl: And, a while back me and some other mecha decided to start having it. We'd pick movies. Rotate them. LORDStarscream: No... part of it. I've seen part of it. Up to where they're stuck in the house. Bevel: Aw that sounds fun. Whirl: Yeah, it was pretty cool, actually. LORDStarscream: Knock Out showed it. It was excruciatingly boring. B l u r r: Well, if you want to use the Emperor, you only need to comm me. Whirl: *bobs his head* Gotcha. B l u r r: We're gathering supplies for the night and then we're taking off in the morning. B l u r r: Humans aren't patrolling, so we're not as on edge. B l u r r: I mean, they are, but for some reason, they weren't around this area. B l u r r: Might have been an Autobot hideout or something. LORDStarscream: @Bevel «I'd appreciate if you did. For your own safety, of course.» Star: /is actually pretty in to the movie/

Missed some.

Whirl: She's pretty useless, isn't she? Bevel: *thinking about how she's going to make sure Unicron isn't the center of this planet* B l u r r: well, I bite the hardest Whirl: I believe it. I've seen you have a snack attack. Obviously, MY biting days are over. B l u r r: I'll bite double just for you LORDStarscream: *ah—there he is. a bright smile and a wave to catch the other Starscream's attention.* Alternate. Star: /pretty smart zombies/ Sides: [ skates in on his wheelie feet and skids into the doorway ] The frag- I thought this ship was empty. Star: /notices the other Starscream and give him a small wave and smile/ B l u r r: / nudges Drift / Hey, what do you call three Starscreams in a room? LORDStarscream: Always a pleasure to meet another of myself. LORDStarscream: Particularly such a... sturdy looking one. Drift: *mutters* Grounds for cancelling an event. B l u r r: / huge, sharp tooth grin / NNo no. Whirl: *chimes in* A plague? B l u r r: /grabs Drift's arm/ A herd of Screamers. They're like geese. Drift: Breakfast, lunch, and dinner? B l u r r: They just make annoying honking noises. Whirl: PFFT. B l u r r: / Makes a disgusted face/ No, I don't eat junk food. Star: Its quite interesting to see an alternate of myself as well. Star: /smiles/ Ah, sturdy I am. B l u r r: But how interesting! /twists around/ I didn't think the infamous anger bomb of the autobots was still alive! B l u r r: / rubs claws together / Now /Sideswipe/ there is a decent meal. LORDStarscream: I wouldn't have expected to see one at an Autobot's event. Not /friends,/ are you? Sides: ... I'm disgusted on so many levels. Whirl: *calls over* He's DEFINITELY no friend of ours. Whirl: He's an enemy. Actively. I have no idea why Blurr's letting him squat here. B l u r r: Not a friend of mine either Sunstreaker: /skates in right after Sides and just tackles him/ SIDES!! I can't believe you're here! Who's- Oh, Blurr... B l u r r: He's not squatting here. Squatting means he's living here- B l u r r: ... /OH GRINS WIDER / Bevel: He can be my friend. *so defensive of all this Starscream hate* B l u r r: A double meal?! /stars getting up / If it isn't the TWINS in one precious spot! Wing: *eying Blurr* LORDStarscream: *well, the mystery intensifies. why IS his alternate here, then?* Whirl: Bevel, if you ally with that Starscream--*gestures to the SGScream* The one who's threatening Blurr, then you can count yourself an enemy, as well. LORDStarscream: *a pleased smirk for Bevel.* Making you one of the few here with good taste. Sunstreaker: /sqints at Blurr/ What are you doing back on Earth? Whirl: I don't got a beef with YOUR Starscream. Aside from the baseline levels, y'know. Sides: [ tenses upand almost punches Sunstreaker ] ... Sunny? I thought you died. Sides: Huh... the more you know. LORDStarscream: ... Threate—? You're— *points at his alternate* —threatening him? *points at the purple Blurr* B l u r r: /I'm/ here getting supplies. with your precious Prime gone, there's no guardian of the planet. B l u r r: And as for Starscream, Starscream, he's just as obnoxious, if not as full of himself as Starscream. Sunstreaker: /scoffs/ Yeah well, we're still here. You lookin' for a fight now? Star: Of course I am /sarcasm/ B l u r r: Not right now, Sunflower. Maybe later. Wing: I thought we weren't fighting. B l u r r: / circling him / I sure missed you two. How cute... still together. Whirl: Do you see me, sitting here? Being calm and cool as a cucumber? This is my not fighting. LORDStarscream: Well, if there's another side to the story, alternate, I would far prefer to hear YOURS over THEIRS. Whirl: O'm not shooting, or stting anything on fire, or ripping off body parts with my claws, or ANYTHING fun. I'm being GOOD. Wing: I didn't mean that for you. B l u r r: K-KYAHAHAHA!! Of course you'll side with Starscream. B l u r r: Everyone wants to hear the /innocent/ party's story. Don't they? Whirl: Well, even so, let the record show I'm being good. Sunstreaker: /lightly pushes at Sideswipe, just keeping an eye on Blurr/ Yeah well, we all got split up... B l u r r: I know. I've had Jazz for a while Wing: I'm proud of you for that. *he means it. and he's still eying Blurr* Star: I'd rather not talk about it now. Or else everyone will get more hostile then they are now. And I'd rather not. Sunstreaker: Wait, why do you have Jazz? LORDStarscream: *this might be the first time starscream's ever heard the "Starscream" and "innocent party" used to refer to the same person.* B l u r r: Babysitting. B l u r r: Baiting Prime. B l u r r: /flops down next to Drift again / Butterbuns changed their nickname to King Starscream. Sides: [ shoves Sunny aside a bit . Grumbles. ] Sunstreaker: ... I don't think he's coming back, your bait isn't gonna work. Whirl: She is so incredibly irritating. LORDStarscream: *turns back to the movie long enough to sneer at it. why do humans have to sound so annoying.* B l u r r: Oh? Then I guess the All spark is mine. B l u r r: /leans against Drift and snickers/ King Starscream: (( 8O is this night of the living dead?)) Wing: ((the good one)) Whirl: ((IT IS!)) Star: (LMAO) King Starscream: ((eeey! I've seen this once before! 8D Sunstreaker: He's still Jazz. You should give him back to us. Whirl: She's just dragging him down. Star: (im sorry im laughing that he hit her back...) LORDStarscream: Hmm. It would be far easier to take your side if I knew what it was, alternate. But, I suppose I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt. Wing: ((hey man, if you start ***...)) Wing: ((she was going a little cray anyway)) B l u r r: Back to you? B l u r r: You, the twins who fight over who is better? B l u r r: [[ zombie screaming. The best caption ]] Star: /looks/ As nice as support is, I rather not get you inovled unnecessarily. Star: (lol) Whirl: I wonder why they're scared of fire? LORDStarscream: I don't need to get involved to offer support. Sunstreaker: Better than your 'Autobots,' killing each other for fun. B l u r r: We don't do that anymore Whirl: It's much more fun to kill Decepticons, anyway. Star: Its quite alright. Sides: [ tugs Sunny's arm to go sit by... that lanky soundwave. He sems safer. Just gonna. Sit on a couch over in this area ] LORDStarscream: *... killing each other for f...? squints at blurr. then at his own alternate. hmmm.* B l u r r: ... /smirks/ Need something? LORDStarscream: Not a thing. B l u r r: I should hope not. Sunstreaker: ... Either way, Jazz isn't your toy. We'll come get him with the others. /follows Sideswipe for now/ Sunstreaker: Sides, you okay? LORDStarscream: @Bevel «Is this one of those... ember universes?» B l u r r: / flexes claws/ Oh go ahead and come get me, you shiny metal twit. King Starscream: *BOOM BABY it's another starscream* King Starscream: *Blurr should fumigate* B l u r r: / SNARLS / Wing: *Primus help him* B l u r r: How irritating... B l u r r: The urge to commit murder is so high... /bouncing a leg. Fidget. / Wing: You can still tell them to leave. Bevel: @Starscream - It is, yeah. Whirl: It's your ship, Teach. All you gotta do is give the word, and it's open season. Sides: ... I'm good. [ looking over Sunny ] Where were you? Who'd you run with? Whirl: *click-clicks his claws* Why not treat yourself? B l u r r: Oooh, I don't think treating myself now is a good idea. /bounce bounce bounce leg / King Starscream: I just thought I'd see what choice entertainment was available for tonight. LORDStarscream: @Bevel «Hm. Explains a lot.» Whirl: I think it sounds like a GREAT idea. Whirl: *HE;S TRYING HIS DAMNEDEST TO ENABLE YOU* B l u r r: / sir u r enabling / Star: /is too into the movie. its rather interesting/ Wing: *Primus help the lot of you if you make him draw swords* LORDStarscream: Alternate! Emperor Perpetua, wasn't it? Bevel: *giggles* Wing: Here I was proud of you a moment ago. Sunstreaker: /shrugs/ I ran with Blaster and some others. No idea where they are now, we got attaked. Whirl: Me? Wing: You. I take it you were ignoring me. Whirl: I thought you were talking to someone else. Sides: Same with us... [shrugs a shoulder ] Star: /Wants to know how that fire is dying down so quickly/ Whirl: But, I mean, it's all the same, what the hell do I care what some NAIL thinks of me? *manages a haighty look, even with his lack of face* Sunstreaker: /looks at Sides and frowns/ Who were you with? B l u r r: I told you to call people by their names... Wing: I never said you cared. I just assumed you were ignoring me. Whirl: I was referring to your so-called pride. Sides: [ huffs] 'Raj. We cloaked for a while with Ratchet, but we lost him. Sides: By the time we found out where he went, it was... you know. too late. King Starscream: Indeed, and it is good to see you again. Wing: It was honest, if short lived. LORDStarscream: A pleasure. Whirl: ((he's fantastic)) B l u r r: If they were a three course meal, which one would be the appetizer... King Starscream: *gonna sit near the other Starscreams* LORDStarscream: *the starscreams are separate. but THIS starscream is cooler.* Sunstreaker: Yeah, we heard about Ratchet... What about Mirage? Is he around? Sides: [ makes a face. Rattles plating a little too loud. ] King Starscream: *the COOL starscream, then* Sides: [ shakes helm ] Gone, too. Bevel: *feeling a litle too purple of this Starscream party over here* Sunstreaker: ... I'm sorry. /reaches over and pats Sides' shoulder/ Sorry I wasn't there to help. Star: /is the smartest Starscream/ LORDStarscream: *excuse u* Sides: [ HUFFS. Just settles in the couch ] I don't think we woulda won. They outnumbered us. Sides: Ran solo for a while. Ran into some other mechs. You know. Same old. Drift: I hope he gets eaten. B l u r r: SAme. Whirl: Same. B l u r r: / smirks/ B l u r r: /chomps down a snack/ Whirl: They should work together--keep the kid down there. The cellar could be a useful fallback of last resort. Drift: Yeah, that's what the people upstairs were suggesting. Whirl: *nods* B l u r r: I mean, places that have only one entrance are usually safer. Drift: The kid's going to wake up dead and start eating people. B l u r r: No one can sneak up on you. Sunstreaker: At least things seem alright in here. For now. /shoots Blurr a look/ King Starscream: The cellar is a pit. It's the most defensible location but the hardest to escape. Sides: ... For now. [huffs and slouches ] LORDStarscream: I'd prefer a dozen escape routes to a defensible death trap, myself. Star: /pokes Wing/ Whirl: Useful if you're a coward. Whirl: I'd rather fight than retreat. Wing: *okay you have his attention* Hm? King Starscream: Well Whirl, we all know that with our luck you'd be the sole survivor. B l u r r: Right, and none of you would make it. Whirl: Hey, what can I say? I'm hard to kill. B l u r r: All the Starscreams would be trying to use the other as a shield. K-Kyeheheheheh. Star: /Doesn't really have much to say he really just wanted to poke Wing../ B l u r r: / snickering and pops another snack in his mouth / Whirl: *SNRK* Star: /frowns at Blurr/ ... Wing: *fair enough. little smile* King Starscream: Oh please. Less useful mechs are the natural choices if we're talking shields. LORDStarscream: Naturally. B l u r r: But each of you thinks everyone not you is less. Star: /is tapping his finger on his seat in irritation/ King Starscream: Bingo. B l u r r: Why do humans continue to reproduce? the kids are always an issue. Sides: [ hold up. Gonna get up, go get snacks and come back. He's starving] King Starscream: Reincarnation. They posses the bodies of the young to continue living. B l u r r: I'm... pretty sure that'snot what reincarnation is. LORDStarscream: *snorts* King Starscream: Well do you have a better theory? B l u r r: For children? B l u r r: Yes. It's called stupidity and improper planning. Whirl: Well, Teach, I imagine they wanna reproduce for the same reason we do. Bevel: *laughs* Wing: It ensures the survival of their species... Something we can't do. B l u r r: Hnh. King Starscream: Wow. King Starscream: Amazing job. Whirl: PFFT. Star: /is shaking his head at the movie/ Whirl: Damn. If he makes it out of there--not bad. Not bad. B l u r r: Right? Drift: About time! B l u r r: Finally. Whirl: Hey, they got barbeque. B l u r r: Mmm. B l u r r: / squirms/ Makes me hungry. Drift: *... same tbh* Whirl: Yech. I'll pass. B l u r r: / hold out tin of snacks to Drift / Star: (So i sorta missed it. How did truck on fire?) B l u r r: / They're cannibal snack packs / Sunstreaker: ... This is disgustin' Whirl: Not big on solid food, myself. Wing: ((the younger guy was an idiot and dropped the torch)) Star: (Ahh, ty) King Starscream: ((he dropped the tourch and then spilled gas all over it from the pump and neatly set the truck on fire Whirl: *streeetches out and sprawls all over the hammock* B l u r r: Honestly, I just want that guy to live. The smart one. Whirl: Blurr, don't you dare do tis to me when I die. B l u r r: Turn you into a zombie or harvest your internals? Whirl: Ravage has dibs. Star: /shudders/ Ugh... Whirl: Eat me. Sides: ... It's kinda cool. Sort of. [eating snacks ] B l u r r: I won't eat you. B l u r r: Besides, Piston really wants to keep you Whirl: Honestly, you can just throw me in the garbage. ...just make sure Piston doesn't get my remains. Whirl: NO B l u r r: Kyeheheheh. Whirl: I will come back to life and pop your head off like a cork. And his. Drift: Radiation. Huh. B l u r r: K-Kyehheheh. Drift: A lot more simple than the usual plots. B l u r r: Radiation? B l u r r: It B l u r r: seems less complicated than describing a false disease. Whirl: ((beat em off eh) Drift: ((*eyebrow waggle*)) Whirl: I like his strategy. Whirl: If we can find 'em, we can kill 'em. Elegant. Simple. B l u r r: secure. Drift: ((isn't it 3 a.m.? that was clearly daytime in the background.)) King Starscream: ((very bright lights Wing: ((this movie was made in like the 60's or sommat)) B l u r r: ... Wow. B l u r r: Definitely should have klled that guy a while ago. Whirl: Yeah. Drift: Mhmm. B l u r r: There you go! Whirl: He's more dangerous than the damn zombies. B l u r r: Most living people are Whirl: ...but now he's gonna re-animate, ain't he? Sides: [ optics glued to screen. He's so invested ] B l u r r: Shoulda double tapped. Wing: *something about that makes him snrt* Drift: Is he going to eat his child. B l u r r: Is she going to eat him? B l u r r: K-KYAHAHA!! Wing: ((the sound effects during this scene I *** LOVE IT)) B l u r r: These zombies are so smart... they use weapons. B l u r r: Eugh, our zombies use weapons, too. Whirl: ((ME 2)) B l u r r: It's obnoxious. B l u r r: [[ omg SAME ]] Wing: ((I want this as a ringtone can you *** imagine)) Whirl: ((man trying to imagine how shocking this movie must've been, ICONIC)) Drift: ((way better than more Hysterical Female Shrieks would've been)) B l u r r: people were so terrified man ]] Wing: ((dude they were. people were throwing up and running from the theater the first time they showed Alien)) Star: Well then... Whirl: ((horror is so damn neat. Fear is so fascinating!!)) B l u r r: [[ it is! ]] Whirl: Uh oh. Bevel: [[there's a quote on wikipedia about how ppl were shocked into silence and small children were just sobbing quietly mid-movie Whirl: She's about to pull a Blurr. Whirl: Snack attack! B l u r r: Kyeheheheh. B l u r r: I'm so honored. Drift: ((why would u bring a small child to a movie called "night of the LIVING DEAD")) Whirl: ((IKR??)) B l u r r: [[ CAUSE PARENT ARE DUMB ]] B l u r r: [[ I've seen people take their kids to see the Purge. ]] B l u r r: Dude, you're wasting ammo. Wing: ((they also took kids to Deadpool when it first came out because HEY IT WAS ADVERTISED AS A ROMANCE NEVER MIND THE RATING)) Star: /And he went to the basement anyway/ B l u r r: [[ UGH YEAH ]] Drift: Save a bullet for the other one. Bevel: [[there wasn't really a rating system at the time so kids could just buy their own tickets as well and ppl were expecting it to not be this gorey and dark Whirl: Yeah. You're gonna need at least two. Whirl: (*(man i love this sound too)) Whirl: ((something about those weird 60s/70s noises, they're so oddly chilling))

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Star: ... B l u r r: That's more than I can say for most horror films these days King Starscream: The undead aren't speaking. How hard was it to yell 'hey!'. Whirl: Not bad. It was clumsy in a lot of ways, but this is clearly older. Bevel: Bad. Wing: ((the end credits used to freak me out)) Whirl: *spins his rotors, imitating the prompts on screen* Whirl: *really just succeeds in sort of pushing his hamock back. Time to rock* B l u r r: [[ the end credits scared a lot of people when it came out, i think. ]] B l u r r: se they look so realistic ]] B l u r r: *cause ]] Wing: ((nah, it was the music for me)) Whirl: Not bad, Teach. Whirl: We should spend more time with the classics. B l u r r: We should. Bevel: Bad ending. B l u r r: I don't know it's better than most. B l u r r: /looks at Drift/ Whatcha think? King Starscream: Well the rest of the humans lived, so they seem pretty satisfied. Bevel: *likes her scary movies with happy endings* Whirl: *swivels his helm towards Bevel* @B: Hey. Bevel: @W - Yeah? Drift: ... Still getting tired of horror movies that end with a last-minute twist that screws over the main characters. Whirl: @B: I'm assuming you were being defensive of the Starscream next to you. And not the one at the back who's trying to get Blurr killed. Am I right? B l u r r: Well, this was a little better than the last one. Right? Drift: *glares around the room like he's daring somebody to start slag with him about it this week.* Whirl: Yeah. I mean, it's realistic--life'll screw you over every damn chance it gets--but it's not interesting. Or creative. Drift: Yeah. At least it wasn't global extinction. B l u r r: /pokes Drift's cheek/ Drift: *pokes back!* B l u r r: Look for that positive, you walking motivational poster. B l u r r: /smirks and pokes again/ King Starscream: ...are there horror movies that DONT end with the main characters getting screwed over? Drift: Pff—! B l u r r: The Babadook! King Starscream: I thought it was part of the genre. B l u r r: / immediate excitement / B l u r r: They even learn to live with themonster! Bevel: @W - Of course! Lord Starscream is my friend. He helped beat Megatron and end the war. B l u r r: / bright optic. So excited / LORDStarscream: They usually end with the last surviving stragglers stumbling into a secure military base. Whirl: *bobs his head* @B: All right. Good. Hey, anyone who beats up Megatron can't be so bad. ........don't you dare tell him I said that. Bevel: *he can also fly and do cool tricks but she thinks Whirl might not find this very impressive* LORDStarscream: ... Based on the ones Knock Out shows, at least. Bevel: @W - Promise. Whirl: *Whirl is satisfied; he actually kind of likes Bevel. He'd hate to have had to re-catergorize her as "foe"* Whirl: *it's very difficult to impress Whirl in the air, but Starscream is welcome to try* Bevel: *she likes not being a foe yeah* Wing: ((oh my god it actually is Derezzed)) King Starscream: ((eeeeey! Whirl: *he bobs his helm again, cordially; all is once again well* Star: (I love this song) Whirl: I liked that one with the guy in the wall. Whirl: That ended on a happy note. He got to stay in the wall, and they killed the psychiatrist. LORDStarscream: At least this movie explains where Knock Out got the ridiculous idea that the reanimated dead can be taken out with head shots. Star: That movie was rather interesting B l u r r: Oh, yes. Starscream knows /ALL/ about that. B l u r r: don't you, Starscream? /sneers over the back of the couch / King Starscream: ...So how DO you kill the reanimated dead? Bevel: [[oh geez the first slam in this song scared me Wing: *carefully stretches his wings to full and back again* Whirl: Tear them into little pieces. Bevel: Fire. Whirl: Or--burn 'em up. Melt em. Star: /theres like three of them here/ B l u r r: / starscream knows who he's talking to B( / LORDStarscream: Take out the spark. Sides: [ snort ] Sides: Cut 'em up LORDStarscream: Or—ember, I suppose it would be here. LORDStarscream: Although the pieces have an annoying habit of becoming /independently/ animated. LORDStarscream: Smelting is a good idea, so long as your smelter isn't connected to anything that might become infected and animated itself. B l u r r: Smelting pits are such a blessing. Sides: Never had a problem with enemies resurrecting. When I start scrap, I finish it. Whirl: All right. *streeetches again* I gotta get back to packin'. Whirl: Catch ya next week, Teach, if all goes well. B l u r r: / waves claw at Whirl / King Starscream: Independantly animated. B l u r r: I'll comm you if I need your help. King Starscream: *note to self: prevents undead outbreak* Whirl: *hops out of his hammock and bobs his head goodbye to Bevel* Bevel: Hot water stops space barnacles but the bots they infect are not dead so I do not think they count as zombies. Bevel: *waves to Whirl* Whirl: Yeah. You ever called about the other thing. I figured you must have handled it. Whirl: *FREEZES mid-stride* Wait, what about space barnacles? LORDStarscream: Independently animated, yes. As in I have seen an arm fall off an undead mech and start running around and attacking people on its own. B l u r r: ... Oh, no, I didn't B l u r r: Woops. B l u r r: I'll comm you. Bevel: Space barnacles do not like heat. Hot water works really well on them. King Starscream: ..I feel like I should be asking why you are all experts on this. B l u r r: Well, in my universe, we have zombies. King Starscream: *tilts head at Bevel* We haven't been introduced, have we. Whirl: *shrugs at Blurr* LORDStarscream: Have you not had the misfortune of encountering dark energon? Sides: KSI bots are pretty much zombies. Whirl: Why are we talking about hem like they're zombies? Is that a thing? Whirl: Mine's always been pretty well-behaved. Except for when it tries to eat me. B l u r r: ... /perks up / Oooh, what's /dark/ energon? What's that do? B l u r r: / twitches claw / I bet it's valuable. Whirl: Bad shi t, Teach. Whirl: Turns you into an Empty. King Starscream: No. Only a Dark Universe, and /that/ was more than enough. King Starscream: *he'd rather forget all of that* Bevel: It is in some universes, yeah. They take over a bot and make them all shambly and evil. B l u r r: Oh, well, we have those naturally. Whirl: Don't. If you start dealin' in that, you'll never see MY sorry hide again. LORDStarscream: The blood of Unicron. /Literal/, believe it or not. Whirl: Really? Huh. Bevel: *oh hey other Starscream* I do not think we have. My name is Bevel. B l u r r: Oh, the unicorn thing again... / rolls optic / B l u r r: We don't have that thing here. Whirl: Killer's never done that. B l u r r: well, not HERe, but in my verse. Sunstreaker: /snorts/ I saw a KSI with Brawl's face, they really are like zombies Whirl: But it did dismember someone, once. It was hilarious. LORDStarscream: Stab it into a corpse and it behaves much as the dead humans in this movie. They rise from the dead, blindly attack anyone they see, and spread the infection to their victims—bots and machinery alike. Sides: They are. All they do is wander. B l u r r: .....They do? B l u r r: / leans forward with a grin/ The mech has to be dead, though, right? B l u r r: / twitches claws/ Sounds interesting... Sunstreaker: Yeah, I don't think they even have sparks King Starscream: *he met one (1) new person today!* Sides: They have a power core. Sunstreaker: ((lol if my Sideways was here he'd be so offended by this)) Sides: Ripped it out once. Star: (cya later. too sleepy to do much) Sides: ( gnight! ) Wing: ((niight)) LORDStarscream: Stab a LIVE mech and they are briefly blessed with enhanced strength and a limited ability to control the undead beasts—but in exchange, that person can be controlled and possessed by Unicron himself. Bevel: *she met another Starscream today ey* Whirl: *shoots Blurr one last, exasperated look, but just shakes his head and turns to go* B l u r r: / waves at Whirl! / B l u r r: sounds boring. I'd rather stab it into something dead. B l u r r: / smirks/ Something very big. And dead. Wing: *this whole conversation is darkening his optics* Whirl: *from the doorway* Not kidding, Teach. LORDStarscream: Do so and IT'S set up to be Unicron's tool as well. Whirl: Do it, and it's curtains. B l u r r: Okay, Whirl! I got it. I'm just hypothetically speaking. B l u r r: Ratchet would never let me. LORDStarscream: These things have no intelligence and no loyalty. They can and WILL turn against their creators in spectacular fashion. Whirl: Yeah, well, I don't exactly trust you to make good decisions. Considering. B l u r r: / shrugs/ Sounds like home to me. B l u r r: / snorts at Whirl/ Fair enough. But, I yield. I won't. B l u r r: You're more valuable than that. King Starscream: ..I should call you later for more details on this. Sides: This sounds like a royal mess. [leans back to watch ] LORDStarscream: PLUS using it leads to damnation to everlasting torment after death, if the short-term consequences aren't bad enough. Sides: Much better than what I've been doing. Whirl: *regards Blurr with a half-lidded optic* Flattery won't get you anywhere. But hat's good enough. B l u r r: / smirks at whirl / B l u r r: / thumbs up / King Starscream: For now I must be going. The company was better than the movie. Whirl: *bobs his head one last time and goes* King Starscream: *nods to Starscream and Bevel* Until next time. B l u r r: I wouldn't be interested in anything unless it makes me faster. Bevel: Night, Starscream. LORDStarscream: Until next time, alternate. B l u r r: / shrugs and leans back/ Sounds like that weird energon won't helpwith that. Wing: *just quiet in thought* Bevel: There are better weird energons anyway. B l u r r: Yeah? Like what? LORDStarscream: *... faster, huh. blurr has starscream's attention.* Sides: I can't believe Jazz lives on this scrap wagon... B l u r r: This thing I stole from Thundertron increases my speed twice over. LORDStarscream: And what would be willing to trade for something that could make you faster? B l u r r: But I can always go faster- hn? Bevel: The bad synth-en does not make you a zombie or a slave to Unicron. B l u r r: Trade? Hnnh. Depends. I'm not a fan of being ripped off. Bevel: *it does make you a drugged fueled rage roider but details* LORDStarscream: A fuel that makes you so fast, it appears that time has ground to a stop around you. Sunstreaker: /shrugs at Sides/ Pretty sure he's just buying time until Prime gets back. IF he comes back B l u r r: ... Ah... /twitches entire frame. Flex claws/ B l u r r: Depends on what you'd want. We pirates can get anything. LORDStarscream: My Decepticons have a healthy cache of such a substance... although we don't just hand it out for free. Sides: ... What if he doesn't come back? [looks at Sunny ] Who's leading ? B l u r r: Depends on what you'd want. Sunstreaker: Nobody I guess... Sides: ... Huh. [frowns ] Sides: Guess there's no one to lead anyway. No wonder he took off. Sides: Surprised he ditched Jazz, though. LORDStarscream: Oh, the usual—weapons, armor, rare artifacts of great power... B l u r r: ... I have an All Spark. B l u r r: / smirks/ Oh, but he's not for sale. Wing: *that gets his attention* B l u r r: I'm sure I could find /something/ in the various verses. B l u r r: There's always someone to steal from. LORDStarscream: Then don't waste my time with things that aren't for sale. B l u r r: I have plenty of weapons and armor, but it's not something that I would hand over to you. You're liable to back stab me. B l u r r: And my back has enough scars. Sunstreaker: Maybe he didn't know? He took off pretty fast LORDStarscream: Pf! Please. What would I stand to gain? Sides: I don't know. Jazz never tried to contact any of us. And if he's here, he's not even comin for us. He probably ditched, too. LORDStarscream: My focus is on Cybertron and its restoration. Not screwing over petty pirate crews. B l u r r: We're not /petty/ Sunstreaker: Jazz wouldn't do that, he would have said something. ... Right? LORDStarscream: The security on this ship is so lax, a mech who's trying to kill you was able to walk in and take a seat. LORDStarscream: It's not exactly the most tightly-run ship, is it? Sides: Would he? [scoffs and just crosses arms. ] He's just like everyone else. Hiding for himself. B l u r r: / twitches claws/ It IS tightly run. B l u r r: Starscream can TRY to kill me all he wants, but he'll never succeed. B l u r r: He's not a threat to me. LORDStarscream: Mhmm. Sunstreaker: I dunno... Maybe. Remember his history. B l u r r: Oh, but you'll fan your precious alternate. Someone has to. Sides: Well, I hope he doesn't come back. Sides: He's no help. LORDStarscream: Funny. That's what most of my kills thought too. B l u r r: I'm not that easy to kill. Or intimidate. Sunstreaker: I guess. /huffs/ Should we stay here? I don't like the looks of most of these mechs... Especially the obvious one. Sides: [ scowls and just shrugs ] I don't care. LORDStarscream: The ability to feel intimidated is the ability to recognize a naked threat. I'm not impressed by its deficit. Sides: It doesn't matter where we stay. Someone's always trying to kill us. LORDStarscream: *stands* But fine. Let me know if you find something useful. Perhaps a trade can be arranged. B l u r r: Regardless of the little brain game you want to play. B l u r r: It's about a trade, not an alliance. LORDStarscream: *disgusted look* Who said anything about an ALLIANCE? Eugh. B l u r r: I'll let you know what I can steal. I travel plenty of verses. I'm sure there's something you don't have. B l u r r: Like tact. Sunstreaker: Guess that's true. LORDStarscream: *snorts* I save that for people who have impressed me. Bevel: *well that could have gone better* B l u r r: I don't need to impress you. /crosses arms/ B l u r r: Like I said, if I find something, I'll offer the trade. B l u r r: I'm always willing to go faster than everyone else. Sides: [glances at Sunny ] If you wanna stay on Earth, the stay there. Sides: You'reprobably gonna look for Blaster anyway, right? LORDStarscream: Then you don't need my tact. LORDStarscream: Fine. *ping.* You have my comm. B l u r r: Are we striking a deal or not? The next thing I find is yours. B l u r r: But I want double the amount. Sunstreaker: ... I do yeah, but I don't want us to get separated again. LORDStarscream: I don't want the next thing you find. I want the first thing you find that I consider interesting. LORDStarscream: Find something interesting, tell me what it is, I'll tell you if I want it, then we can haggle over the price. B l u r r: / snerk/ Fine. Sides: [ huffs] I guess. Wing: *watching Sides and Sunstreaker* If I may? Sides: [ rolls shoulder and cracks neck armor ] Huh? Sunstreaker: Hm? B l u r r: If I find it interesting enough, I'm willing to pay routinely for it. Wing: I apologize for eavesdropping, but if you need a place to stay safely, I can offer one. All I ask is peace while you are there. LORDStarscream: Then I'll await your comm. B l u r r: Oh, don't worry. It won't take me long. B l u r r: I'm pretty swift. Sunstreaker: /squints at Wing/ ... Full offense, we've got no idea who you are. Sides: ... I probably shouldn't be near people at all. Wing: *he nods* I understand. I don't know you either. I don't expect you to accept. My name is Wing. Sides: Sideswipe. [ motions to Sunny ] My brother. B l u r r: Honestly... / vents and flops back on the couch/ I'm sure I can find something... /tapping chinplate / B l u r r: Bit dangerous, but that makes it more valuable. Sunstreaker: /small hand wave at Wing/ Wing: *he nods to them* If you should change your mind, please let me know. Again, all I ask is peace while you stay. LORDStarscream: Hm. We'll see. Sunstreaker: Heh, can't make a promise on that. Thaks for the offer. B l u r r: Yes, we will. When it comes to speed, I am incredibly serious LORDStarscream: I meant about the /value/ of what you find. B l u r r: That' what I'm saying. What I give you won't be a waste of your time. LORDStarscream: Now, if we're quite done exchanging clever quips, my army needs me. B l u r r: ... / he misses that. Ah well. Shrugs / You have my comm. /pings/ I have yours. I'll contact you. Sides: We'll keep it in mind... [ nods] LORDStarscream: *nods to Bevel.* A pleasure, as always. Wing: *he waves at that* No need. It's about time anyway. Bevel: Good night, Lord Starscream. B l u r r: / flicks claws / LORDStarscream: Good night. *heads for the door.* B l u r r: / the idea of something making him faster is so tempting / Bevel: *should go herself, it's getting late and others have been filtering out for a while now* B l u r r: / bounce bounce leg / LORDStarscream: ... *stops at the doorway. turns.* Blurr. B l u r r: Hnnh? Sunstreaker: /nudges Sides/ We should go, there's a place nearby we can hideout. LORDStarscream: Keep Bevel safe. B l u r r: ... My crew will always be safe. So long as I'm here. LORDStarscream: Good. Sides: ... [ rubs helm ] I don't know, Sunny. Bevel: *grins* Sides: I /really/ shouldn't be around people. Sunstreaker: It's alright, I'm kinda the only one there... LORDStarscream: *doesn't have anything else to add to that, he supposes. turns again and leaves.* B l u r r: / looks at Bevel / I will. B l u r r: You guys are safe with me. Bevel: And I will keep you safe too. Bevel: *nods* Drift: ((and i forgot what i was doing with drift, if anything, so. *skedaddles*)) Bevel: [[night B l u r r: ... I haven't heard that one in a while. Sides: Yeah, but- I mean, yeah. Bevel: Really? Wing: *why is he still here he needs to go he's too tired* B l u r r: Eh, Drift says it sometimes and so do a few rare others, but. No one has said that to me in a while. B l u r r: My Prime... he used to tell me that a lot. We had this thing. I kept him safe, he kept me safe. Sunstreaker: Come on Sides, /stands up and nudges his shoulder/ It'll be fine where I'm at. There's nobody around. Sides: [ frowns more ] I don't sleep really anymore. Bevel: Then I am extra glad I said it. *stands up* I am gonna go now. Sides: I'll just... keep watch. B l u r r: ... Yeah. Yeah, sure. B l u r r: / lifts claw to wave at Wing and Bevel / Wing: Thank you for the stream. *again. wave. he needs gone* Sunstreaker: That's fine, come on. I don't want to be around Blurr right now anyway Sides: [ sighs ] ... [ just stands up and presses doors in close to his back] Bevel: *she's bad at moments but she'll take a second longer than usual to put her left hand to her chest and give Blurr and slight bow before leaving* B l u r r: / w-wweh ;-; a proper salute / Bevel: *a slight bow even, moment ruined by spelling error whee* Bevel: [[night everybody Sides: [[ ni ni ]]

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