#They have movie nights each week and one bot is in charge of picking the movie

[amiablyinept]

Chase: "Life is a highway and I'm going to ride it all night long." Wouldn't you not want to ride this highway, because you'd just be heading towards the end of the road? Do humans wish to speed through life and not take their time? Blades: I don't think that's what it means,Chase. Ooh, clearly it's about being with someone even as the sun sets, and it doesn't matter that we're heading into the darkness, because I've got you by my side and we'll be able to handle anything! Boulder: Ah, maybe it has something to do with an endless stretch of road and the infinite possibilities on it. Like that road trip we took last week with Cody. It didn't matter where we ended up, but instead we had fun on the way there. Blades: Oh yeah maybe... hmm I don't know, what do you think Heatwave? Heatwave: You wanna know what I think? I think that life is a highway and I've missed the exit and I have to hear you idiots talk about it. Now quiet down, this movie is getting interesting.

[writing-red]

from the dining table

draco malfoy x reader (mentions of harry potter x reader)

summary: You and Draco broke up and he is trying desperately to get in touch with you even though he knows exactly why you aren’t picking up the phone (song fic based on harry styles’ from the dining table)

request: @runninglownad​ hii! can i request a draco imagine based on from the dining table by harry? thanks sooo much <3

warnings: this is super angsty, breakup, toxic relationship, sad anger and drinking

a/n: I hope you enjoy!! and photo credit to @fixedunit​

word count: 2.1k

Woke up alone in this hotel room

Played with myself, where were you?

It was seven when Draco finally decided to stop fighting the insomnia. Thoughts of you claiming his mind and making him entirely unable to find sleep. The white hotel sheets were curled around him, pillows on the floor, broken glass shattered around him like an unholy halo, and the room in total disarray. He laid there, staring at the ceiling, unsure of what to do with himself, unsure of what to do with himself now that he had lost you. He so desperately wished that he could squeeze his eyes shut only to open them and find you laying there next to him, wishing desperately to see that incredible beaming smile of yours, the one that would turn your cheeks rosy red.

He rose from the bed and navigated around the mess on the floor to get to the bar in the room. With a heavy hand he poured himself a scotch, as he continued to think of you; the feeling of your lips on his, the lines of witty banter you always seemed to whip out of nowhere, and the idea that he may never hear the rasp of your voice in the morning again.

Fell back to sleep, I got drunk by noon

I’ve never felt less cool

He abandoned the glass dragged the bottle back to the bed, putting on the television as a distraction. He couldn’t seem to find a program that didn’t make him think of you, he couldn’t get the sound of your sweet and joyous laugh echoing through whatever space you held.

Tears streamed down his face as he downed the scotch, he felt like an absolute child. Crying over a girl, drinking, and sleeping. The pattern was pathetic and the last thing Draco Malfoy was, was pathetic. Yet it seems you could reduce him down to a blubbering child and all he would think of is how terribly he missed you, and how badly he wanted to smell your deep ambrosial perfume. By the time he woke up again the digital clock next to the bed was flashing 12:13 as if it was mocking him, goading him to wake up and get over himself. 

We haven’t spoke since you went away

Comfortable silence is so overrated 

Why won’t you ever be the first one to break?

Even my phone misses your call, by the way

Your voicemail, the one you had recorded with him, your voice was happy, and it sounded as if you would never be sad again.

“You’ve got Y/n” joyful, happy, in love. “I am buuuuusy and I am so very sorry I missed your call but shoot me a text or leave a voicemail after the beep and we shall speak at another time! Thanks.”

“Y/n, darling?” he muttered. “Look I know that I fucked up, and that you don’t want to talk but can we please just go get coffee, I want to see you, and I don’t want to end things on that note. Please, I know that we aren’t getting back together, I just, Y/n I need to see you.”

“You’ve got Y/n! I am buuuuusy and I am so very sorry I missed your call but shoot me a text or leave a voicemail after the beep and we shall speak at another time! Thanks,” Draco was mocked by the shrill beep that followed the sound of your voice.

“Hey, I’m sorry about all the voicemail’s and all of the text messages, if you don’t want to see me please just tell me so. Look I just, Y/n, I am miserable and I really just want to apologize for everything face to face. Please don’t just ignore me.”

“You’ve got Y/n! I am buuuuusy and I am so very sorry I missed your call but shoot me a text or leave a voicemail after the beep and we shall speak at another time! Thanks,” Draco listened solemnly as the voicemail played wishing this wasn’t the only way he could hear your voice.

“Look, I get it if you don’t want to talk to me, just, tell me yourself don’t just ignore me. Please,” he was desperate, to see you without tears streaming down your face, tears he had caused.

I saw your friend that you know from work

He said you feel just fine

I see you gave him my old t-shirt

More of what was once mine

Weeks past and Draco didn’t hear back from you. He knew that you were forcing him to move on and he didn’t want to accept it but he knew that he had no other choice. He was back to work, back to normal, although no matter what he did he couldn’t seem to get the thought of you out his head. He was drinking, more than usual, smoking more than usual, and he had destroyed his fair share of hotel rooms. It was time for him to start living his life again.

You had always loved coffee, going to coffee shops, trying out different drinks, people watching, you had made the whole ordeal a habit for Draco and now it was a way for him to hold onto you. He thought that if he was lucky enough he’d catch you at one of them.

Today he went before work, luckily he had skipped the morning coffee shop rush and there were just a few other people inside the shop.

“I’ll have a black drip coffee, and a croissant,” he said, handing the barista money.

“Here’s your change, and it’ll all come up at that bar over there,” she said gesturing to the end of the bar.

“Thanks,” Draco said kindly as he stepped over to where the barista had gestured to wait for his order.

“Malfoy,” he heard a familiar voice.

“Potter,” Draco said, surprised to see the man you had both gone to school with, and who you now worked with.

“Nice to see you, what have you been up to recently” Harry asked him.

“Just work,” Draco observed Harry, the man he had always been so jealous of, for a moment when his eyes caught something similar. “That’s a bit of a posh shirt for you isn’t it?”

“Ah- it was in Y/n’s flat, I mean she gave it to me because it was in her flat and it’s my size and all that.”

“Got it. I think that’s mine,” he said, his eyes still on the shirt as the barista placed his coffee and pastry on the bar in front of them. “Tell Y/n I say hi?”

“Sure thing mate, she’s uh doing pretty alright,” Harry offered and Draco nodded, swiftly exiting the coffee shop refusing the urge to start crying over you again.

I see it’s written, it’s all over his face

Comfortable silence is so overrated

Why won’t you ever be the first one to break?

Even my phone misses your call, by the way

Potter. You had to choose Potter of all the men you knew to sleep with. It was as if you were trying to hurt him, trying to drive the knife further into his heart. That night Draco proceeded to call you all of thirteen times, four of the calls sober, and the other nine varying levels of drunk until he finally blacked out.

All he wanted was to hold you one more time, to hear you talk over a movie, shout out the lyrics to some old Bon Jovi song, watch you dance atop your kitchen table, you were always the perfect antagonist to silence and now it seemed that silence was all he could hear. People would speak to him and he couldn’t hear it, he would try and remember the sound of you, your singing, your voice, your laugh, but his memories of you were only pictures.

Maybe one day you’ll call me and tell me that you’re sorry too

But you, you never do

The ringer on his phone was always on, and when it buzzed he picked it up as quickly as a man could. Although, he was routinely disappointed to find that it was either Blaise, his boss, his mum, or a hotel calling to let him know of the damages done and the charges he would incur. But it didn’t matter, none of those calls mattered because they weren't you.

He just wanted you back, and all he could do was call and call, while picturing you lying in Harry Potter’s arms. You had chosen to be with Potter, and you had chosen to leave Draco, and Draco just couldn’t cope with your choices.

Woke up the girl who looked just like you

I almost said your name

He didn’t know this ones name, and he didn’t know the last one’s name. These girls that circled through his bed, each of them vaguely resembling you in one way or another. Today he awoke to seeing your nose, and your hair on someone else. Sleeping with these women upset him more than it comforted him, but it was at least something to do with himself.

“Y/-” he stopped himself. “Hey, I’ve got to go to work.” He said, shaking the girl awake.

“Can’t I just leave after you?” She groaned, her eyes still closed.

“No, get up,” Draco said as he got out of bed and pulled the duvet off of her. “Now,”

“Fine, I’m going,” she said, taking her time to draw herself up. “And I promise I won’t be back.”

And there she went, another person lost whether he wanted her or not. All he knew how to do was drive people away. He didn’t want to get over you, ever since your trip to New York you had been the love of his life. But now he resolved to living his life as a ghost, constantly in terrible silence without you.

Comfortable silence is so overrated

Why won’t you ever be the first one to break?

Even my phone misses your call, by the way

Taglist -  @sarcasticallywitty15​​ @fred-love-bot​​

[brattywriters-anonymous]

This Way..

 Part V (and the Valentine’s Day special) of the “I’m Never Wrong” Series.

Erik x (Black!)Reader

Fic Playlist: Back in One Piece x DMX feat. Aaliyah, This Way x Khalid feat. H.E.R, Gonna Love Me x Teyana Taylor, You Got Me x The Roots feat. Erykah Badu

Warnings: ANGST, Violence, Erik done fucked up!

It had been over six months since your night off, and quite a bit has changed. You recently chose to work as the remote part time senior partner to spend more time with Leanna and JuJu, as you promised N’jadaka on your honeymoon. The two of you made a pact to be more involved in the family you were building. He vowed to transition from Wakandan Wardog to the Director of the Oakland Wakandan Outreach Center. In reality, N’jadaka was only home for about four months out of the year. One month for every season. When he left a month after your romantic night, he promised that it was his last mission and he’d only be gone for a month. One month turned into six. It was reminding you of the first year of your relationship when he returned from Wakanda. Except for now, you have paperwork and two children between you. Which fueled your anger on a different level.

Each day that passed after that promised month, Y/N’s resentment grew. It had been radio silence for five months, JuJu had learned to roll over, crawl, and even started standing on his own. N’jadaka missed all of those precious milestones. He and Y/N couldn’t even celebrate his birthday together the week prior to this one. This particular day, you cup runneth over. Leanna is on her worst behavior, talking back and being sassy. N’Juma was screaming all day at the top of his lungs due to his top two teeth coming in. You couldn’t even finish reviewing your junior partner’s briefings due to your children running amok in your house. You have had it. While Lee Lee was throwing all of her toys out of her bin, and JuJu was having a temper tantrum, you walked out on your porch.

You let out a scream and broke down. You were out of steam, out of options. Your ears pick up the sound of tires rolling up to your house. Since your home is the only one in the col du sac, whoever it is is either turning around or they’re parking. When you hear the engine die you lift your head to find a blacked out Suburban. Nakia emerges from the passenger seat, Ayo from the drivers side. You hold your breath, thinking the worst when you don’t see N’jadaka. You see the rear passenger door crack open, you let out a short sigh; still panicking because you can’t see who’s behind the tented windows. Those muddy steel toe boots hit the pavement your breathing find it’s normal pattern, then your eyes  turn more red than they already are from your tears.

Erik gets out of the car, all smiles. That’s until he sees your bloodshot eyes and mean mug. His smiles disappear into a look of concern. You charge straight for him with your fists balled. You huff as you swing and your fist connect with his cheekbone. He reaches for your arm but your anger adds to your speed. Your other fist bangs against his nose. His head twists to the opposite side of your abuse as blood flies across your front yard. He gains control of your arms, ignoring his injuries. “Y/N, Y/N! Dammit! Calm down, woman!” You grunt at his demand, trying to free yourself from his hold. He grips your wrists tighter, “Our kids in there alone!? Ayo, Nakia, can y’all check on them please?”

The pair stand among you two in shock. Nakia taps Ayo’s side and they fall into the house. “I’ve been taking care of them day in and day out for over six months so excuse me for needing to take a fucking breather, N’Jadaka! Why didn’t you call? Why haven’t I heard from you!? I was starting to think you--” “You was starting to think I was dead?” “I was starting to think yo ass left! You’re so fucking selfish! I can’t even believe you right now. Hopping out of the car like you were gonna be met with kisses and hugs. Nigga fuck you!” You shove him with your shoulder, he surrenders and lets you go. You push the front door open, it slams against the wall; attention from your children, Ayo, and Nakia turns to you.

You make a beeline to your bedroom and you start stuffing clothes, toiletries, and shoes into your oversized backpack you fill it to the brim and grab your car key. You brush past your estranged husband to close your laptop and put that in its respective bag. “Where do you think you going?” “Away from you.” And with that, you turn you back and trail to your car. You hear N’jadaka’s heavy footsteps follow you, “Babe, can we talk about this? I’m so--” “Yeah I know, You’re sorry. You’re sorry as fuck. You let half a fucking year go by! You haven’t seen or heard from me. Let alone your daughter and son. You missed Leanna’s birthday! You’ve missed so fucking much with not even so much as a bullshit filled excuse as to why!” As he intends on interrupting you, you slap him clean across his cheek. “You had six months to talk and you didn’t. I’m about to say my peace before I peel out. I’ve highhandedly taken Leanna to and from school, battled her chicken pox and three colds she’s gotten, and put her in ballet in the six and a half months of your absence. I’ve watched N’Juma flourish. He went from babbling and slobbering to teething, crawling, and standing. The boy is damn near walking and you were nowhere to be found! You left me here with little to no help and support. I needed you! You neglected your responsibilities and didn’t make good on your promise which left me to pick up your slack!”

N’jadaka swipes his thumbs across your cheeks to wipe your tears but you push him away, “You ain’t shit for this ‘Ja. You really not. I’m out. I’ll be back whenever. Like you.” You push start your car and peel off with your tires screeching.

--

Erik’s POV

Lee Lee and JuJu were both screaming and crying at Y/N’s dramatic exit. I knew I had some explaining to do when I got home but, shit! I didn’t know I was gon come back to a couple of blows to my face(PAUSE). Now I’m in the middle of my living room, with two crying kids on my hip with my sore ass face.

I finally get my kids asleep and I start my search for my wife. I call up Shuri, “Hey cuzzo, are Y/N’s Kimoyo beads activated?” Shuri types some figures into her database before answering, “Yes. She’s traveling pretty fast. She may be on a flight.” “A flight!? Where?” Shuri gets to typing again, “Let’s cross check the San Fran International flights.. track the flight plans with her location.. Cousin?” “Yeah?” She pauses before continuing, “She’s coming here.” “Here, meaning, Wakanda?” “Yes.”

T’challa has allowed flights to come into our home country, exclusively for natives and their families. So Y/N actually going is a pleasant surprise. “Alright, bet. Tell ‘Cha I need the jet.” “N’Jadaka, maybe you should give her some time, eh?” “Shuri, maybe you shoooould mind your business, eh? Look I’ve gone six months without my wife. I need her to come home. Plus, it’s not gon be just me coming. The kiddos are tagging along too.” Shuri smiles at the suggestion, “Great! Mother has been dying to meet them!”

--

Y/N’s POV

“Good Morning ladies and gentlemen! We are now landing. Welcome to Wakanda!” The flight attendant graciously announces my arrival to N’jadaka’s home country. I haven’t been back here since the wedding. Since Leanna was too young to travel, she’s never been here and of course JuJu hasn’t either. I miss my babies, don’t get me wrong. But being with those two, caring for them day in and day out for that long, alone, took it’s toll on me. Mentally and physically. I need this vacation. This is the best place I thought about going in the midst of my rage. The clear port is next to the Golden city. I find my way to the center of the city to Shuri’s lab where it seems like she’s waiting.

“About time, Y/N!” She hugs me tight, “How are you?” “Uh, Shuri, how did you know I was coming?” She gives me a childish chuckle, “My cousin asked me to track you down. I knew you were coming about an hour after you took off.” I roll my eyes, “So he’s coming?” Her eyes wonder off as she turns back into her lab, “I do not know Y/N! But uhm, come on in. I wanna show you what I’ve been working on. And I’ll take those while I’m at it..” She rolls my Kimoyo beads off of my wrist, “Why? They work just fine.” “Ugh! You sound like T’challa! Just as I tell him. Just because something is working, doesn’t mean it can’t be improved.” Some contraption standing before us piques my interest, she begins explaining what it is. “This is what I’ve been working on. It’s a collection of vibranium bots. I got the Idea from that Disney movie, Big Hero 6. Leanna showed it to me! They’re about 300,000 microbots that can help improve the construction and infrastructure in major cities all over the world.” The microbots built a replica of T’Challa’s panther suit,  a car, and finished off with a replica of the outside of Shuri’s lab. “Wow Ri, this is awesome!”

Shuri turns off the remote which controlled the bots in the form of a glove. “Thank you Y/N. It’s only in prototype stage right now. But.. once it’s ready for mass production, I’ll introduce it after opening the latest Outreach center in Brooklyn, New York City!” I’m truly impressed. Shuri is a kid genius. I surely hope Leanna takes after her since they are quite fond of one another.

“Cool! I’m sure you’ll be in the Forbes magazine, once again, on that invention alone. Anywho, how’s Queen Mother?” “Queen Mother is doing quite well, Y/N.” T’challa and Shuri’s mother appears from the front entrance. “Queen Mother.” I bow, she takes my hand to pull me upright, “Y/N, we are family. There’s no need to bow.” Ramonda gives me the warmest hug. I truly feel at home here. The people are beautiful, it’s like the colors are more vibrant. The sun rises and sets in a brighter tone. Maybe I should’ve made it here a long time ago.

I pursue Ramonda to the throne room as she asks, “Now child, what brings you to Wakanda? I know that American holiday for lovers is tomorrow. Where’s my nephew?” I’m trying to think of how to tell her what happened in a respectful manner. Even though we are technically family, I still want to reply in a courteous manner. “Well.. Er-- I mean, N’jadaka.. He said he was only gonna be gone for a month. A month was more like half a year. Plus, to be honest, I haven’t even thought about Valentine’s day.” Ramonda’s face furrows into one of amusement. “Maybe you should think about that Y/N, it may remind you and him why you fell in love to begin with. I am not sure why he would tell you when he would return. War dog missions have no set duration.” I stare out to the panoramic view of the Golden City, “He wasn’t supposed to be doing this forever either.” Ramonda hums in agreement, “Mhm. He’s spoken to T’challa about that mission being his last. He will be accepting the director position for Director of your home town’s Outreach center, yes?” 

“I mean, yeah. I guess. He never told me any of that.” I let out a sigh “You never gave me the chance to explain, love.” Swinging around toward the door, I find N’jadaka standing in his typical at ease stance, force of habit from bring in the Navy. My mouth twitches to form a smile, but my thoughts correct me. “What are you doing here ‘Ja?” He plasters a smirk and shrugs, “I came to get my wife. What is my wife doing here?” “She came here to relax, to reflect. We can do that.” N’jadaka turns his lip up and nods, “Okay Y/N. As far as I can tell, you do need that. You damn sure deserve it.” I cross my arms, deeply amused at his response, “Ha! Ha! Oh, We, huh? What part of me leaving you with the kids you didn’t understand? What part of anything I told you has you misconstrued that got you to come here?”

He mirrors my movement, crossing his arms, “I don’t have anything misconstrued, Y/N. I get everything you said to me. I apologize for making you feel neglected, baby. I just didn’t wanna start anything by telling you it was gonna take a lot longer than I thought before I completed the mission. Next thing I knew, we had to go under the radar, and I couldn’t tell you.” “N’jadaka Erik Stevens-Udaku. How dare you! You left me to think whatever!” He grips me by my waist and pulls me to him, looking at me face to face, “I’m sorry for that. I’m sorry for it all. I think you should be here right now. You need some R&R, I get that. So, we’ll be spending Valentine’s Day here this year.”

“Ugh. Here you go with this we shit again!” Ramonda clears her throat, “I apologize..” ‘Ja whispers in my ear, “I don’t just mean me in the we..” I hear tiny footsteps close in, “Mommy! This place is so prettyyyy!” Leanna exclaims this to me while reaching her tiny arms as far as they can stretch to hug my legs. I bend down to meet the love that is my first born, “It is isn’t it?” She enthusiastically nods, “Yes! Baba said this is where he’s from, why don’t we live here?” He intercepts, “Le, we don’t live her because daddy and mommy have responsibilities to home.” I pick her up and nod, “Yeah, we both have jobs to do, lovebug. We’re always welcome to visit though.” Leanna jolts for joy and chants, “I wanna hang out with cousin RiRi! Where she at?!” Ramonda chimes in, “I’ll take you to her, she’s in her lab! Give mommy and daddy some time alone, eh?”

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Erik leads me to the west wing of the palace where the Dora placed my bags at the door, “This is your room Y/N. Leanna, N’Juma, and I are gonna be on the other side of the palace.” “Okay, so are we gonna be separate the entire time?” He shushes me, “Damn, woman! No. But You did say you needed time to yourself. I’m giving you that! Tomorrow is Valentines day, I got a few things lined up for us to do with the kids and I got something special for you.. Just let me, okay?”

I open the door to my suite, my back to him I rebut, “Let’s just see how the day goes with the kids. Then I’ll tell you if I’ll let you or not.”

With that, I roll my belongings in with me and shut the door. Retiring to the room for the remainder of the evening.

--

I spent the ladder part of the night prior completing the brief reviews I had left before my huge blowup. I fell asleep after I completed my last one. It’s eerily quiet on this side of the palace. Yet, I am grateful for it. I woke up around seven AM with the strangest crook in my neck. I wince in agony, holding my neck where the source of pain resides. Shit! I must have slept wrong. I guess I can try to ease the pain with a hot bath. I plug my phone up to my beats pill and turn on my r&b playlist. Apple sure knows how to channel my mood because This Way by Khalid and H.E.R. begins playing, channeling all of yesterday’s energy into my morning.

You say I'm trippin', bullshit You're the one to make me do shit You're the one to make me feel it The feeling of stupid I was in your corner When you were putting me through shit Now you wanna leave No, you leaving me was foolish

I sink lower the more my comfy bath as the song continues, my mind flashes back to N’jadaka’s abrubt return back home..

“You’re sorry as fuck. You let half a fucking year go by! You haven’t seen or heard from me. Let alone your daughter and son. You missed Leanna’s birthday! You’ve missed so fucking much with not even so much as a bullshit filled excuse as to why!”

Yeah, all of these excuses Say I'm the one that made you ruthless Well you're the reason I'm crazy And with you, I feel useless I let you have it You took me for granted Always wanna play the victim When they don't know the truth is...

You left me this scar on my heart When I'd never take it that far (oh) Why would you say that it was true love If true love is absolute, what more can I say?

My Kimoyo beads go off on my left wrist, I answer it. N’jadaka is on the other end, “Good morning baby.” “Good morning ‘Ja, how are you?” “He releases a heavy sigh, “Our kids are a handful, ma. N’Juma is still on west coast time so he’s sleep now. But he was up until the past hour. Leanna is a total diva. She doesn’t wanna get up, at all!” Poor Erik. He looks so defeated. He only got a night compared to my one hundred eighty-some odd nights of that. “Bribe her with breakfast ‘Ja. JuJu can only be sleep for the next hour or else you’ll have a repeat of last night so you may wanna get her breakfast like, ten minutes ago.” Something flies by his face when he shakes Leanna to wake her up, “Lil girl did you--Get up Leanna! It’s time for breakfast!”

“What’s the plan for today Stevens?” He goes away from the camera view, you hear him tell your eldest child to brush her teeth and wash her face before he comes back, “We’re gonna take the kids to meet W’kabi, Okoye, and the boarder tribe so they can see the rhinos, then we’ll make the trip up to Jabari land so they can play in the sn--” he looks in what I assumed to be where his bathroom was located to see if Leanna was being nosey. I guess the answer was yes because he spells out the next word, “S-N-O-W.”

They’ve never been in the snow with us living in California and all, so it’s really thoughtful that he wants the kids to have that experience in Wakanda. I just hope he takes my advice or we’ll be in for a long and trying day. “Sounds good ba..” The words of adornment almost slips through my teeth, his eyebrows hit the top of his forehead waiting for the rest of the word to drop, “--Sounds good N’jadaka. The kids should enjoy it. I’ll be out for breakfast in a bit.”

--

I stumble through the corridors in my robe and slippers, searching for the dining room. I feel like I’m walking in circles at this point. I hadn’t bumped into anyone and I haven’t seen anything resembling a kitchen or a dining room. I finally found some stairs so I descend to what looks like a foyer next to two huge ass doors, then I hear my daughter yelling, “Where’s mommy? You said she was gonna be down here!” I follow the bossy little voice to the dining room, “I’m sorry LeeLee. Mommy got lost in here it’s so big!” Ramonda and Shuri laugh, “Sorry cousin, I told N’jadaka I should’ve retrieved you.” Speak of the Devil, he comes into the area with a large plate of pancakes in one hand, and a pitcher of OJ in the other, “And I told you she would find her way. How you doing baby?”

I cradle my neck again, “I’m good, except for my neck. I think I slept wrong last night.” N’jadaka huffs, “You slept sitting up, working?” My eyes squint as I purse my lips, “Yes--” I mouth, ‘smartass’, then continue, “I did.” He leaves that where it is as Leanna goes on to talk about her lab time with Shuri, “We’re syncing her gloves to surge an--E--M--P?” She looks over at Shuri for agreement of her termenology, Shuri nods, “Yes, LeeLee. Which stands for?” Leanna looks up, deep in her thoughts, then she snaps, “Eeee--Electromagnetic Pulse.” My four year old is truly on her way to becoming a genius. I’m so proud, “Look at my little scientist!” Leanna glows at the praise, “Baba says I can help with cousin RiRi’s project at home at the center, right?” N’jadaka pops a strawberry in his mouth and nods at his baby girl’s query, “Absolutely. I just got the news, T’challa will offically name me as the director of the Oakland Wakandan Outreach Center before we leave. I start work the week after next.”

Ramonda embraces her nephew and congratulates him. Their relationship had come a long way since he left Wakanda seven years ago. They resented one another. She disliked him because of his quarrel with T’challa, he disliked the entire side of the family that neglected him after his Uncle killed his father, and she wasn’t excluded. Now, he’s closer with her than he is with T’challa or Shuri. She’s like a surrogate mother to him that he needs in his life to keep him balanced. He’s become a better man since reconciling his differences with her. “Congratulations N’jadaka. I’m happy for you.” He turns his attention to me, “I’m happy for us. This is what we’ve wanted since we’ve gotten married. It’s taken me longer than expected..but now I’m able to be closer to our family.” I look down, poking my fork at my piece of watermelon, “Yeah, you are.”

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Part Two is dropping later tonight. Stay tuned!!!

[verdigrisprowl]

Oct 19 Library Movie Night - Mathnet 1-3

Prowl might just have a new favorite show. Although it’s hard to beat Brooklyn Nine-Nine.

Jazz showed up, to Prowl’s delight. And the guy that looks like but is definitely not Smokescreen gave Prowl a puzzle to give to Magnemite.

More importantly: Swerve spilled the beans about who the rest of the Guiding Hand are. Prowl’s still not sure how to process the knowledge that he banged a bot that’s considered a god. On the other hand, the news that info creep is artificial was quite well received.

Today verdigrisprowl 8:01 pm *Hello Soundwave, you got here just in time to help Prowl finish arranging chairs. And/or sit and watch, whatever you prefer.* NoodlesAtNight 8:02 pm *Please, he'll help. It's the nice thing to do. ... That, and the sooner the chairs are down, the quicker he can steal Prowl for himself.* verdigrisprowl 8:03 pm *this is very true* verdigrisprowl 8:04 pm *people are starting to trickle in just as he plops down in a chair in the same place as last week.* Hi. Swerester 8:05 pm Hey! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:05 pm *in comes the dragon! still no snacks, still no passport. she's tiny and sneaky, though.* Hello, Prowl! verdigrisprowl 8:07 pm *don't tell him you don't have a passport.* Hello. NoodlesAtNight 8:07 pm *Settles himself down right and proper and does not squeal on the dragon.* opatoes 8:08 pm /Smokescreen is coming in with a kind of weird capsule shaped object, sitting down very close to the screen again./ Hello. verdigrisprowl 8:08 pm *beginning to suspect that the guy who looks like but definitely isn't Smokescreen might need glasses.* Hi. Chaoit 8:08 pm -ohwait does he need one? If he does he's leaving so he's not getting people in trouble- Osmond 8:08 pm *enters waves with a smile* What's shakin everyone? verdigrisprowl 8:09 pm Jazz! Hello. *hold on, he's gonna, get up pull over another chair next to his chair. you have to sit next to him jazz it's mandatory.* NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm *Certainly isn't going to tell if Blaster doesn't* Osmond 8:09 pm Heya, Prowler *comes over and sits at his "mandatory" seat Prowl has picked for him* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:10 pm *the dragon sits herself down right and proper next on the back of Soundwaves chair and does not squeal on herself.* Hello, Soundwave! Chaoit 8:10 pm -good, because he's clueless- verdigrisprowl 8:10 pm *as long as he doesn't know he needs one, and prowl doesn't know he doesn't have one, he's good* opatoes 8:10 pm Prowl- Prowl, is Magnemite capable of holding items? I have something I made for them, but I am not sure if they can hold it. verdigrisprowl 8:10 pm Some items. It depends on the size and shape. What is it? NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm *Tilts back to look at the dragon. This does not work, thanks to his build. He twists a feeler up to look at her instead.* [[Good evening, dragon. Doing well?]] Chaoit 8:11 pm -and he's dropping into a chair now- skullstronaut 8:11 pm *he's just going to sit down in whatever open seat is available.* verdigrisprowl 8:11 pm *Who Is That Sneaking Into The Room.* verdigrisprowl 8:12 pm *welp. Prowl's not drinking tonight.* NoodlesAtNight 8:12 pm *Notes to himself: 1) Overthrow Starscream. 2) Enjoy drunk Prowl.* opatoes 8:12 pm It's this. /Smokescreen gets up and holds the capsule out to Prowl, which is about 1/4-1/2 of magnemite's size. There's a marble ball-style maze puzzle inside the capsule, and different purple switches inside different portions of the maze./ Swerester 8:12 pm Oh, you got more of that stuff Mixmaster made last time, or is it different this time? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:12 pm I'm doing well. It's almost time for the Human Scaring Holiday, isn't it? I have an even funnier costume this year. *given that last year's was a human dragon costume made for dogs...* NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm [[It is indeed. He and Rumble have already chosen costumes for the showing on the 30th. They are... amusing.]] verdigrisprowl 8:14 pm Oh—how does it work? *takes it carefully in one hand.* I expect it's supposed to manipulate the ball with its magnets, but...? *to Swerve* I have no idea. There's only two this time and one of them's the same color as the danger stuff, but I think he kind of makes up the recipes on the fly. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:14 pm *heck yeah!* That's what the holiday's about, right? Chaoit 8:14 pm Oh! That holiday is coming up...I forgot all about it Swerester 8:15 pm Oh. Well, guess I'll try it this time and see how it tastes. verdigrisprowl 8:15 pm Earth years are so short. Chaoit 8:15 pm Very. NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm [[His deployers would claim it is about free fuel. Personally, he enjoys the opportunity to be someone else for a brief time and not be deep undercover or get scolded for it.]] verdigrisprowl 8:15 pm All right, is everyone more or less settled? I'm planning on showing three episodes tonight. NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm [[As settled as possible.]] Osmond 8:16 pm *Jazz is taking in and making note of everyone present then curiously looks at the puzzle Prowl is holding* hm? *thumbs up* ready to go! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:16 pm I'm set, Prowl! Chaoit 8:16 pm Good here Swerester 8:16 pm Yup skullstronaut 8:17 pm Yes. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:17 pm *the dragon shrugs her wings* I like making the free fuel for the scaring holiday, so there should be people who like eating it. opatoes 8:17 pm There are magnets with opposing polarities on each end, and when the ball first leaves the starting position of the puzzle, it will begin to release a slight electrical charge. As it hits each purple portion, the charge will strengthen. Do you think magnemite would be interested? verdigrisprowl 8:17 pm I have no idea. I can give it to it and find out. NoodlesAtNight 8:17 pm *Perks.* [[Baseball?]] verdigrisprowl 8:17 pm Baseball. verdigrisprowl 8:18 pm Baseball, math, and police. *he's Delighted.* NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm [[/Delightful./]] Osmond 8:18 pm oh man this is going to be interesting NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm [[And I Don't Know is on third.]] verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm I was just thinking that. opatoes 8:19 pm I don't know on third? verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm That's right. opatoes 8:19 pm ... What? Chaoit 8:19 pm Um.... NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm *Huffing.* verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm No, What's on second. Swerester 8:20 pm Then who's on first? verdigrisprowl 8:20 pm That's right. *this is the best night of his life.* opatoes 8:20 pm W. What are you talking about verdigrisprowl 8:20 pm No, he's on second. opatoes 8:20 pm Who??? verdigrisprowl 8:20 pm No, he's on first. opatoes 8:20 pm I don't know what you are talking about! verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm ... I'll show you a video later. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:21 pm *the dragon has never wanted to be Soundwave more than this moment. ah, to have a camera ready to film everything...* Swerester 8:21 pm [snickers] opatoes 8:21 pm ... Is there context for this? verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm Yes, there is. Remind me to show a skit after the episodes. opatoes 8:21 pm Very well. verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm *look at them, talking about Trajectories.* NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm *If the dragon asks nicely, he'll share.* Swerester 8:22 pm That child's father is very violent. opatoes 8:22 pm Their dad seems particularly ruthless. .... Babe Ruthless. NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm [[A poor creato-- ha.]] Chaoit 8:22 pm If that ball is that special, why was he playing with it in the first place? verdigrisprowl 8:23 pm I think that kind of violence is more grounds to call the police than a missing ball. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm *if he figures out how to install a visor like his on her she'll never ask to borrow anything* opatoes 8:23 pm W What NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm [[HER WHAT.]] verdigrisprowl 8:23 pm What?! Swerester 8:23 pm How Chaoit 8:23 pm How? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm Um. NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm [[What bridge artist--]] Swerester 8:24 pm Wait if the house is gone how are they calling her house phone? Chaoit 8:24 pm Someone that's making an attempt at copying you, Soundwave, NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[Perhaps the thief already had one and left it behind.]] skullstronaut 8:24 pm Personal phone. verdigrisprowl 8:24 pm Maybe the wiring was left. NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[Hm. Well, they left the communications device. He'd never.]] Chaoit 8:25 pm Didn't say it was a good attempt NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm [[Forethought is everything, elderly human.]] Swerester 8:25 pm ...Should I put 'Do not steal bar;' on my bar? Chaoit 8:25 pm .... opatoes 8:25 pm I need to add signs to my greenhouse. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:25 pm They say imitation is the highest form of flattery, but if that was an attempt to imitate Soundwave, the incompetence involved seems more like a grave insult. Chaoit 8:25 pm True Chaoit 8:26 pm And a flatbed? NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm [[Indeed, dragon.]] *Soundwave points to the sign over his bar that says "Do Not Steal Bar." [[Yes, Swerve. You should.]] Swerester 8:26 pm [snorts] I'll do that when I get home. //plot twist swerve gets home to a stolen bar NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm ((DO IT)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:26 pm *although she won't say it, the dragon would like to see someone try to steal an entire cave. that would be a challenge.* NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm [[Aha, she learned.]] Chaoit 8:26 pm ((that'd be hilarious verdigrisprowl 8:27 pm ((the magnemite picked it up and took it away)) Osmond 8:27 pm This is dialog is pretty solid... very quick. *scoffs* why is the old lady in the tent again? verdigrisprowl 8:27 pm Her house was stolen. NoodlesAtNight 8:27 pm *Putting his hand over his face. Primus below.* Chaoit 8:28 pm Still don't know how they managed that verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm ... He's intelligent, but he's not very bright. Swerester 8:28 pm Is he... okay SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:28 pm *note: when the dragon says "she'd like to see someone try," Soundwave is excluded, since one of his alternates modified the place.* opatoes 8:28 pm He shows the difference between intelligence and wisdom. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:28 pm *it takes a Soundwave to steal a Soundwave, or something of that sort.* NoodlesAtNight 8:28 pm [[The house could be shielded.]] [[Or Shadowzoned.]] Swerester 8:28 pm Why are they okay with this kid being murdered Chaoit 8:29 pm They're trying to prevent it SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:29 pm So they just put the house in the Shadowzone and left it there? That seems sloppy. How do they intend to fetch it? verdigrisprowl 8:29 pm I doubt the humans have access to shielding or bridging technology. Osmond 8:30 pm They don't... not yet at least Metal shields... NoodlesAtNight 8:30 pm *Whirl /would/ steal a house.* Swerester 8:30 pm He probably would. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:30 pm It only takes one human with access and intent, even if most don't have it. Chaoit 8:30 pm HOW skullstronaut 8:31 pm Carefully. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:31 pm ...Why is Whirl stealing houses? Swerester 8:31 pm He wants a home. NoodlesAtNight 8:31 pm [[The Constructicons were busy?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:31 pm Maybe he needed it for Whirlbug. opatoes 8:31 pm The constructicons? Chaoit 8:32 pm Well, yes, but.... Osmond 8:32 pm *snickers at her joke* Swerester 8:32 pm //how old is this show lmaop verdigrisprowl 8:32 pm ((i think early 90s? Chaoit 8:32 pm ((old NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm ((put it this way: it aired when /i/ was a wee cro)) Swerester 8:33 pm //oh man SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm ((it's from the mesozoic era?)) verdigrisprowl 8:33 pm ((87 to 92)) NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm ((HOW DARE)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm ((I'm sorry I'll put myself in time-out)) Swerester 8:33 pm //MAO NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm ((SHAME CUBE)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm ((*enters the shame cube*)) Swerester 8:33 pm Hi George. NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm [[HA.]] Chaoit 8:33 pm ((shaaaame UnkillableJazz 8:33 pm Guess she doesn't like meatloaf Osmond 8:33 pm Scrap *stifle a laugh* nope she doesn't Osmond 8:34 pm I like her verdigrisprowl 8:34 pm ((that was a good pun. a quality pun.)) Chaoit 8:34 pm ((two Jazzs Swerester 8:34 pm [looks between Jazz and Jazz] NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm *It's practically a nightmare, isn't it?* Osmond 8:34 pm *two finger salute to other Jazz, not often an alternate* Chaoit 8:35 pm -oh, which Jazz is this?- Swerester 8:35 pm He lied. NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm [[What kind of report--]] [[What has the temperature in Sri Lanka to do with this.]] verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm Nothing. That's the joke. Swerester 8:36 pm Did 'Bluff Drive' not tip them off. NoodlesAtNight 8:36 pm [[Hmph. Sounds like the average report he had to read before he switched jobs.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:37 pm It's good to have a vocation you enjoy. Chaoit 8:37 pm Well, probably not, considering that was the street they were on opatoes 8:37 pm You had a previous job? verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm They're very dismissive of that boy's fears. NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm [[He has had many jobs.]] Swerester 8:37 pm They really should protect that kid. Osmond 8:37 pm Could be they think those are empty threats? verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm They've repeated some of them themselves. UnkillableJazz 8:38 pm They think the kid is overreacting Osmond 8:38 pm Yea, probably verdigrisprowl 8:38 pm They're prioritizing the baseball over the house AND the threat against that kid's life. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:38 pm You'd think they'd know better. Is it just an organic thing? "No, I'm the docent, and that can't possibly taste bitter, so eat it or you'll go to bed hungry." NoodlesAtNight 8:39 pm ((agh chalk no)) UnkillableJazz 8:39 pm Range would be cut on only the return trip Chaoit 8:39 pm Oh NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm ((this guy sounds like Egon)) verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm *is amazed at watching these humans illustrate math that Prowl does subconsciously without even thinking about it.* Swerester 8:40 pm I'm still not sure why he took the house? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm Because Whirlbug needed somewhere to stay. *yes, she's still on this joke. you can't stop her.* UnkillableJazz 8:41 pm How do they miss a chopper Chaoit 8:41 pm Oblivious? Osmond 8:41 pm By not looking up? NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm [[Was the fool flying too low?]] Chaoit 8:42 pm Apparently verdigrisprowl 8:42 pm Maybe it has signal jamming technology. Chaoit 8:42 pm If he's flying low enough to cause interference it is too low to be safe opatoes 8:42 pm Is the meatloaf that important? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:43 pm I have heard that the meatloaf is not to be eaten. opatoes 8:43 pm Why? Chaoit 8:43 pm I thought that was fruitcake? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:43 pm I... I don't know. verdigrisprowl 8:43 pm Then why don't they make something else with the meat? NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[No peppers.]] opatoes 8:43 pm Indeed. Seems like a waste of meat. opatoes 8:44 pm ... It is meatloaf, peppers are not meat. Why would there be peppers in meatloaf, anyway? Osmond 8:44 pm They could have repainted the house.... NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm [[For pep.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:44 pm *excuse the dragon, she's having a slight existential crisis about the origin of the phrase "don't eat the meatloaf"* Chaoit 8:45 pm It's not going to be there Or it shouldn't Swerester 8:45 pm Irony UnkillableJazz 8:45 pm American culture thing: apparently it's a traditional food that no one knows how to make properly any more Chaoit 8:45 pm With the flying around, it would have rolled around NoodlesAtNight 8:46 pm [[Isn't that planting evidence?]] opatoes 8:46 pm ... How good is his vision? UnkillableJazz 8:46 pm slight of hand Swerester 8:47 pm Do they Osmond 8:47 pm A lot of people....? Not last I checked opatoes 8:47 pm ... Is that a crime, specifically? Chaoit 8:47 pm .... um skullstronaut 8:47 pm for the gold.. Osmond 8:47 pm Oh, casually mentions spending time in prison... sounds like a good guy. Osmond 8:48 pm And steals a house cause he needs it... for gold Swerester 8:48 pm I'm not sure what just happened verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm ... Isn't what planting evidence? Osmond 8:48 pm Well they got the bad guy? NoodlesAtNight 8:48 pm [[Putting the glasses on the floor.]] verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm Oh. No. Chaoit 8:49 pm What SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:49 pm I have questions. Swerester 8:49 pm Is it baseball theft if they already know it getting the house was an accident Osmond 8:49 pm *laughs* Chaoit 8:49 pm I'm... verdigrisprowl 8:49 pm If, say, they'd taken the baseball in the house, put it there, and said it was always there, THAT would be planting evidence. NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm [[Hmm. All right.]] verdigrisprowl 8:49 pm I'd only charge him for stealing the house, personally. opatoes 8:50 pm ... What is an answering machine? skullstronaut 8:50 pm a machine that answers SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:50 pm ((the goblin princess is snoring loud enough that I almost can't hear the dialogue. I love her so much)) Swerester 8:50 pm //pft Chaoit 8:50 pm ((kitty! Swerester 8:50 pm //it's easy to tell this is an old show with house blurry the videos are gbh Swerester 8:50 pm //i can't actually see george's face which makes it funnier SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:50 pm ((good kitty who lay down on my laptop while I was working on my personal statement for grad school and farted)) verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm An answering machine is a specific human device that plays a prerecorded message for a caller if they can't answer the comm in time, and takes their message. NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm ((probably also was VHS'd because i have never seen square one for sale aaaaanywhere)) verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm It's like an extremely dumb personal secretary. *mumbles* "Who's on first." SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:51 pm To be fair, it's also one that doesn't have to be paid. verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm This is true. opatoes 8:52 pm Hm. I see. Thank you. Osmond 8:52 pm *chuckles at Prowl's description, smirks over at him* Swerester 8:52 pm Twenty pounds of bananas. NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm *SUSPICIOUS STARE* [[Who would want a banana.]] verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm *hi, Jazz. why's Prowl being chuckled at?* UnkillableJazz 8:52 pm Why does he need to keep asking Swerester 8:52 pm A monkey, apparently NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm [[Are monkeys committed to evil?]] Swerester 8:52 pm Probably. Osmond 8:52 pm *because he found your response clever and cute* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:53 pm ((wait can I)) UnkillableJazz 8:53 pm That's too clean a cut out Osmond 8:53 pm Plus normal monkeys, like the smallish ones, can't break through walls. Last I checked NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm [[...He had hoped we wre going to see a monkey stealing the car.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:53 pm (( https://conversations.rabb.it/u/57dcfb03-1e5f-41e8-a5ad-32368fd49489.gif )) NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm [[Like the Jumanji film.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:53 pm ((I CAN)) skullstronaut 8:53 pm "another market" opatoes 8:54 pm ... I should grow all this in my garden. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:54 pm ((hey everyone look at this horror I made in class instead of doing my work)) NoodlesAtNight 8:54 pm ((THE EVIL RETURNS)) [[You have a garden?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:54 pm ((the banana will one day come for us all)) verdigrisprowl 8:55 pm I'd walk away from him too. Swerester 8:55 pm That's a fast monkey. opatoes 8:55 pm I do. I have a greenhouse, and I am growing a Titan in there, as well as cats. UnkillableJazz 8:56 pm Monkey suit? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm ...Cats are flora? NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm [[A tuxedo.]] opatoes 8:56 pm Apparently. I have these cattails growing. I look forward to having many cats. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm But where's the rest of the cat? opatoes 8:57 pm I assume the cat is the fruit when it is in season? NoodlesAtNight 8:57 pm [[They skinned the gorilla.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:57 pm Why do the tails grow first, then? verdigrisprowl 8:57 pm It's possible. Osmond 8:57 pm Ouch, that's dark Swerester 8:57 pm So is it a monkey or a man in a monkey opatoes 8:57 pm They have to grow from somewhere. UnkillableJazz 8:58 pm Or they released a gorilla to cover their use of a suit SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:59 pm That's fair. *the dragon is confused but not discounting this wholly* NoodlesAtNight 8:59 pm *Soundwave places a squinting emoji on his visor. Jane Rice Burroughs?* Osmond 9:00 pm Could the little girl be behind it? The show is sort of odd enough for that. A little mastermind, or the parent using... or zookeeper using the little girl and the gorilla Swerester 9:00 pm Wouldn't everyone see a monkey loose verdigrisprowl 9:00 pm Or she might have just let it go out of friendship. UnkillableJazz 9:00 pm Unless someone's got a van Osmond 9:01 pm Why would they mention a little girl if it didn't go with the plot though? verdigrisprowl 9:01 pm *... is that how normal people measure distances* opatoes 9:02 pm I wish I had a friend. Osmond 9:02 pm So the girl seems innocent... Swerester 9:02 pm Is that true? UnkillableJazz 9:03 pm drop the gorilla in a place to cause chaos and rob stores 36 cubed Osmond 9:03 pm Exactly, distraction to get what you want skullstronaut 9:04 pm (( this girl sounds like lisa )) NoodlesAtNight 9:04 pm ((i was thinking that)) NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm ((it IS)) opatoes 9:05 pm Martha, why would you do that? NoodlesAtNight 9:06 pm [[ABSOLUTELY UNFORGIVEN.]] verdigrisprowl 9:06 pm It's not necessarily the gorilla. It might have been someone impersonating him. Including stealing his preferred foods. opatoes 9:07 pm Could it be a zookeeper? They would know the gorilla's preferences. Osmond 9:07 pm I think it could be someone using him... yeah, like the zookeeper UnkillableJazz 9:07 pm Gorillas don't have use for money opatoes 9:07 pm Perhaps the zoo was low on funding. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:07 pm Money can be used to buy many bananas. Osmond 9:07 pm Or he hates his job and wants a better, bigger life opatoes 9:07 pm Explain. Osmond 9:08 pm Why would the gorilla steal bananas and cash to get more bananas? He knows he can steal them Something ain't adding up NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm [[Refrigerator money. He'll need a place to store his goods.]] verdigrisprowl 9:09 pm Maybe he has to pay for services as well. You can't steal a service, but you can steal the means to bribe someone to perform a service. UnkillableJazz 9:09 pm Still say he's got a van driver Osmond 9:11 pm 14 hours a day? Phew what's that like? verdigrisprowl 9:11 pm Nearly enough. opatoes 9:11 pm I wish I could sleep that much per day. UnkillableJazz 9:11 pm They brought the girl? NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm [[He'd settle for four.]] skullstronaut 9:11 pm Not the possibility that its not the gorilla. Chaoit 9:11 pm ((annnnd I'm out Chaoit 9:12 pm ((literally out verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm Four?! Osmond 9:12 pm You and me both verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm ((bye~)) Chaoit 9:12 pm ((f'night! NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm ((aw, bye)) Osmond 9:12 pm (( night!! Four is a solid number verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm I would die. NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm [[What do you think he does Sunday nights.]] opatoes 9:13 pm Four hours of sleep sound enjoyable right now. verdigrisprowl 9:13 pm Die? NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm [[Nearly.]] *Deep, deep recharge.* verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm ... Why don't you just... get enough sleep each night. Osmond 9:14 pm *he feels some empathy for your soundwave. that is a relatable claim* NoodlesAtNight 9:14 pm [[So much to do.]] verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm So do it on Sunday, when you won't have to die because you've got adequate sleep the rest of the week. NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm [[And have to listen to everyone he isn't interested in talking about their interface life?]] [[He'll take the rest.]] Swerester 9:15 pm [frowns] Shouldn't they take into account ALL information, including gorilla needs for rest. Whether she likes the gorilla or not, she's already made it clear that it's an objective fact that Grunt couldn't possibly make the distance without a chance to rest. verdigrisprowl 9:16 pm *mumbles* Well, what if I talked about mine more? *... although to be fair soundwave is most of it.* NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm [[..............He could be persuaded to reconsider his opinion.]] verdigrisprowl 9:16 pm You're correct—they absolutely should take all information into account. Osmond 9:16 pm *jazz overheard that prowl, but doesn't say anything* Osmond 9:17 pm They haven't been considering /all/ information this entire time verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm *that's very generous of jazz* skullstronaut 9:17 pm They're bias. Swerester 9:17 pm [crosses arms] I think maybe it's bad police work to ignore physical abilities of the culprit in figuring out if something is possible. verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm It is. Osmond 9:17 pm There we go verdigrisprowl 9:18 pm Oh, she apologized. Good of her. NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm [[...At some point this very educated young human is going to inform them that their 'monkey' is, in fact, an ape. Yes?]] Swerester 9:19 pm Maybe Is there a difference? Osmond 9:19 pm She keeps calling Grunt a gorilla... you think they'd catch on NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm [[Tails.]] Swerester 9:19 pm Oh. UnkillableJazz 9:20 pm Grunt must be hiding somewhere Swerester 9:22 pm //god the lisa voice opatoes 9:22 pm Is it really Grunt, though? Osmond 9:23 pm but what about the robberies...? Scrap the SWAT team verdigrisprowl 9:23 pm If it wasn't the real gorilla, the human wouldn't have put himself into a cage while trying to get away with so many crimes. Osmond 9:23 pm she ain't messing around verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm (notice how they very cleverly avoided having to feature an actual gorilla in the show) ("oh he just... took himself home.") Osmond 9:24 pm (( yup xD how convenient opatoes 9:24 pm ((couldnt afford a gorilla rip NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm ((honestly i would've just had two guys in suits and claimed one was OBVIOUSLY a real gorilla)) verdigrisprowl 9:28 pm ... I really don't think this is a case for the swat team. Osmond 9:28 pm Nah, it's a bit much UnkillableJazz 9:28 pm That looks more like a real gorilla NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm [[And miss an opportunity to recreate a famous scene?]] opatoes 9:29 pm ... He looks very soft. NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm [[Both, please.]] UnkillableJazz 9:32 pm Gorillas don't speak english opatoes 9:32 pm ... I wish someone would pat my helm. UnkillableJazz 9:32 pm The gorilla is short compared to the description Osmond 9:33 pm Oh look Soundwave, they called him an ape UnkillableJazz 9:33 pm finally NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm [[Finally.]] *The things you learn when one of your deployers is a nature documentary fiend.* NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm [[It is as bad as calling an octopus a mere squid.]] Osmond 9:34 pm *looks offended* Who would ever call an octopus that?? NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm *Slow stare.* [[...What does it matter to you.]] Osmond 9:34 pm They are one of my favorites. UnkillableJazz 9:35 pm They're kind of cute Osmond 9:35 pm *smiles* they are definitely cute and smart! Clever little things NoodlesAtNight 9:36 pm *This is a setup. He just doesn't know how.* Osmond 9:36 pm Do ya got a favorite one Sounders? verdigrisprowl 9:36 pm *oh hey soundwave hey the jazzes like octopuses too* NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm [[...A favorite what.]] *SUSPICIOUS* verdigrisprowl 9:37 pm *isn't that great and not at all suspicious* UnkillableJazz 9:37 pm I prefer owls, but octopi are cool Great escapists Osmond 9:37 pm Octopus? Ya know there are a couple Yea! Ooo owls are a solid, cool choice too! Probably in my top ten UnkillableJazz 9:38 pm 1.5 hours NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm [[A couple. Hmph.]] *Sits up.* [[There are around /300/ kinds.]] verdigrisprowl 9:38 pm They're so slow. Is that normal? I've never seen humans do math that slowly. NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm [[A /couple./]] *Honestly. If you're going to trap him somehow, do your research.* NoodlesAtNight 9:39 pm [[We should watch more humans do math to find out.]] Osmond 9:39 pm *chuckles* Yeah, "couple" was more a phrase. You know a general sum... big general, vague sum. Anyway, Sounders, out of the around 300 kinds do ya have a favorite? verdigrisprowl 9:39 pm I like that idea. verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm *these aren't just mathematicians who are also cops.* *these are mathematicians who are also cops and have terrible social and communication skills.* Swerester 9:40 pm //they;r prowls Osmond 9:40 pm (( yuuupppp verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm *Prowl appreciates these mathematician cops with poor social skills.* Swerester 9:42 pm I don't think bears are safe. skullstronaut 9:42 pm *It's like looking into a mirror* UnkillableJazz 9:42 pm oh, by the allspark. don' do that Osmond 9:43 pm Bears are /not/ the best choice. Well plot twist opatoes 9:43 pm W Osmond 9:45 pm we all knew it wasn't going to be simple NoodlesAtNight 9:47 pm *He's decided.* [[Amphioctopus marginatus.]] opatoes 9:47 pm ... May the floss be with you? What is flossing Swerester 9:47 pm //their slang is so painful i'm laughing verdigrisprowl 9:47 pm ... Which one is that? Swerester 9:48 pm Did he... follow the car? NoodlesAtNight 9:49 pm [[The coconut octopus. They pull together coconut shells or other similar objects for shelter. And walk on two legs, sometimes.]] [[Quite clever.]] verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm Oh. That one. *he knows that one. ... because of soundwave.* Osmond 9:50 pm *pauses for a second, comparing the answer to any of his memories/previous research. even if he doesn't quite remember Jazz plays along* Oh yeah! Aren't they the only ones who can do that? Osmond 9:51 pm Or one of the only... they are all clever, but ya know, could be that eight-legged buddy's style verdigrisprowl 9:52 pm ... Why is he holding his calculator like... NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm *Prowl knows more than any other bot has a right to, because of Soundwave.* [[One of only two who regularly walk that way, and the primary shell user. Although gloomy octopuses have been known to treat shells as weapons.]] [[And a calculator is a serious weapon in the right hands.]] [[Besides, if he forgot his badge, he probably forgot his gun.]] verdigrisprowl 9:54 pm Not THAT kind of weapon. Unless you're—I don't know—Skids or something. Swerester 9:54 pm [snorts] NoodlesAtNight 9:54 pm [[A little creativity...]] Swerester 9:54 pm I don't think I ever saw Skids using one that way Osmond 9:54 pm *is genuinely interested to refresh his memory on octopus and talk about them more * verdigrisprowl 9:56 pm *points* I've done that. The—copying tracks. Osmond 9:56 pm *smiles* yeah, any guess? NoodlesAtNight 9:56 pm [[Oh? Is it very accurate?]] NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm [[...And what ways HAVE you seen this Skids mech using one?]] verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm Yes, but the cast he was making was sloppy. Swerester 9:57 pm Uh. Using them like... normal calculators, generally. verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm A calculator? I haven't seen him use a calculator. But I HAVE seen him using unconventional weapons. verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm $104,020? Are they trying to purchase something specific? opatoes 9:58 pm They have computers? I assumed this was ancient media. Perhaps it's for tax reasons? Although, if you are holding someone ransom, I suppose taxes are not a concern. verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm Pfff-- verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm Imagine trying to pay taxes on ransom money. NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[Just launder it first.]] opatoes 9:59 pm Pfhff- How would you file it? NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[...Is what he would say.]] UnkillableJazz 9:59 pm It's like a computer advertisement in a show Swerester 9:59 pm Why call the cops for the ransom? Wouldn't it make more sense to call his friends or family? NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[Well. At least they're polite.]] verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm At least it's a polite kidnapper. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:00 pm ((sorry, I'm zoning out completely- I'm gonna turn in for the night. pretend that the dragon does dragon things for the rest of the movie night)) verdigrisprowl 10:00 pm ... Maybe he's singing notes that have a meaning? opatoes 10:00 pm ((... i thought being pitch perfect was being able to identify a pitch exactly aszcxv i was off)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:00 pm ((ilu all thank you for looking at my horrible banana gif)) NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm ((awww okay, goodnight ;; )) verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm *looks at Soundwave. what notes is he singing.* ((it can mean hearing or singing it perfectly)) Swerester 10:01 pm He knows the zipcode. opatoes 10:01 pm ((OH, oh, okay Swerester 10:01 pm What's a zipcode NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm *Glances over. Oh. Is that a - is that a request look? He'll pass the notes over.* verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm ((typically if you can hear it perfectly, you can then sing it perfectly)) verdigrisprowl 10:02 pm Humans divide their territory into smaller areas and assign each small territory a number to keep track of them more easily. The numbers are zip codes. Swerester 10:03 pm Oh,. verdigrisprowl 10:03 pm ((that forlorn man with the laundry)) Osmond 10:04 pm Do /not/ let George answer.... nevermind Swerester 10:05 pm They're... all in red ties NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm [[They do if they're Ravage.]] verdigrisprowl 10:06 pm I appreciate that they took the time to ask questions about what kind of math has been used. Swerester 10:06 pm They use a lot of kids in their cop work. Is that normal? NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm *Note: Convince reporters to ask that exact question more often.* Osmond 10:07 pm (( soundwave's mental note made me laugh cause I sometimes think that of my stations reporters xD (I'm a producer for a local news station) Osmond 10:08 pm I don't think using kids to solve crime is... normal verdigrisprowl 10:08 pm It wasn't normal when *I* was undercover in Earth's police. And I spent some time with the LAPD. NoodlesAtNight 10:08 pm ((oh man that is NEAT)) verdigrisprowl 10:09 pm ... Ice doesn't sink. NoodlesAtNight 10:09 pm [[It does if what it's sinking is a ship.]] verdigrisprowl 10:10 pm *smacks the arm of Soundwave's chair* Swerester 10:10 pm How... How does he know their number? verdigrisprowl 10:10 pm ((the accusatory point at the phone)) NoodlesAtNight 10:10 pm *Bobs his head.* [[It was disrespectful. You are right.]] verdigrisprowl 10:10 pm *but it was funny. he's not going to admit that.* Osmond 10:11 pm *surprised at the smack sound, looking over at Prowl and Soundwave. shakes helm in amusement before looking back at the screen* verdigrisprowl 10:12 pm ((imagine the random person they call while trying to figure out this number)) Swerester 10:12 pm //looks at my own phone number verdigrisprowl 10:13 pm ((this slang is TERRIBLE)) Osmond 10:13 pm (( I think by terrible you mean AMAZING xD )) NoodlesAtNight 10:13 pm [[Of course it's at glockenspiel way.]] UnkillableJazz 10:14 pm *chuckles* NoodlesAtNight 10:14 pm [[They have -- hah. They have trouble recognizing non-mathematical patterns. A good thing they have the musical child with them.]] Osmond 10:14 pm *laughs* primus... they almost kicked him out opatoes 10:14 pm Fight him. opatoes 10:16 pm fphfhfhff Swerester 10:16 pm Oh my god verdigrisprowl 10:16 pm He's a very poor kidnapper. But a very friendly one. opatoes 10:16 pm Life would be much simpler if it was always this way, I assume. verdigrisprowl 10:17 pm I wish all criminals were that genial. ((they're married)) opatoes 10:17 pm It would make the work a bit more pleasant, I'm sure. Swerester 10:19 pm I think you mean kidnapping UnkillableJazz 10:19 pm kidnapping not stealing opatoes 10:19 pm How is your work, generally? Is it similar to this series? ... Is this your work? I assumed, but I may be wrong. NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm [[Is that a specific crime? Does it happen often?]] verdigrisprowl 10:19 pm Maybe musicians aren't considered people. NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm *ARMOR FLUFF* Osmond 10:19 pm ouch Swerester 10:19 pm [coughs] NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm *He's searching the Tyrest Accord for that later, just you wait.* verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm *absent-mindedly leans over to pat Soundwave* It's a bad law, if they're not. UnkillableJazz 10:20 pm if that's the case then they're takin' advice from the old senate opatoes 10:20 pm ... phff verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm *just for you, Not-Smokescreen. Who's on first.* NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm *Settles slightly.* [[He'll see it changed if that's so. Especially if it is because of the old Senate.]] verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm ... They're humans, I doubt they're taking advice from anyone. NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm *Settles more when he realizes what they're watching.* opatoes 10:21 pm O. OH. OHhhh. UnkillableJazz 10:21 pm oh that's a funny one Osmond 10:21 pm I'll help ya with that-- changing that law-- Sounders *knows Soundwave would never accept his help but hey he'll throw it out there* opatoes 10:21 pm phfpfphh--ehahah Primus, Primus- Swerester 10:22 pm [holds face and cackles] NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm *In between almost-restrained trembles.* [[Hm. Y-- yes, he will. He will consider that.]] *Jazz has impressed him twice so far, after all. And Prowl doesn't seem suspicious.* verdigrisprowl 10:22 pm *leans forward, puts his elbows on his knees, and laces his hands in front of his mouth.* Osmond 10:23 pm *nods to Soundwave, but chuckling at the skit* NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm *Yellow lines start crackling at the edges of his visor.* verdigrisprowl 10:24 pm *his shoulders are trembling* Swerester 10:25 pm [muffled behind his hands] This is literally a conversation between me and Ten. verdigrisprowl 10:25 pm *muffled* That's mean. NoodlesAtNight 10:25 pm [[How they - how they remember all of...]] *Pause* [[Who's Ten?]] Swerester 10:25 pm My bartender. A legislator. [still muffled giggling] All he can say is Ten. opatoes 10:25 pm /Smokescreen is shaking, trying to keep himself from breaking into laughter./ NoodlesAtNight 10:26 pm [[Does he - write?]] *Maybe he just has a vocal glitch.* Swerester 10:26 pm I've never seen him write, but he can draw and he can carve toys. Osmond 10:26 pm *has his lips covered, stifling laughs* Osmond 10:27 pm *snickering* "naturally" *snickering* verdigrisprowl 10:27 pm Drr—eheh— *AHEM.* Drift was teaching him chirolinguistics. At least in this universe. opatoes 10:27 pm Wait, carve toys? Swerester 10:27 pm I don't know if he is teaching him in ours, but he doesn't seem to mind not being able to talk. He just says 'Ten'. We get his meaning. opatoes 10:27 pm sfDasdXCVNB Prowl, thank you. NoodlesAtNight 10:28 pm *...Wonders what he'd hear if he listened in on Ten.* verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm You're welcome. Swerester 10:28 pm Feel free to talk to him sometime. I think he likes friends. NoodlesAtNight 10:28 pm [[Ah. Well. He - he doesn't claim to be friendly, but he would. Speak, sometime.]] opatoes 10:28 pm ... Would he enjoy toys of some kind? Swerester 10:29 pm He might, not sure. You'd have to see if he wants them. NoodlesAtNight 10:29 pm *Get it together, Soundwave. Your mental broadcast is losing focus and fritzing out. Repeats are bad.* opatoes 10:29 pm Hm. Perhaps I can make something else soon, then. I have a few new materials I want to test out. Osmond 10:30 pm do ya often make toys? verdigrisprowl 10:30 pm I don't know that we have anything in common. *Prowl doesn't want him to be lonely, though. He's got a soft spot for mechs that can't speak.* opatoes 10:30 pm No, I make puzzles. Osmond 10:31 pm Ahh even better opatoes 10:31 pm Better? Swerester 10:31 pm He was one of Tyrest's legislators before. But he's pretty cool. Osmond 10:32 pm Puzzles better than regular toys, sure. Puzzles can be complex, intriguing, good learning tool, rewarding. Toys-- depending on the toy-- can get boring after a while. Flat. NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm [[The Tyrest who gave his name to the Accord?]] opatoes 10:32 pm Exactly! Yes, exactly- do you enjoy puzzles? What is your name? Swerester 10:32 pm Yeah like. Tyrest Tyrest. verdigrisprowl 10:32 pm The only Tyrest I know of. ... Barring alternates. Osmond 10:32 pm *smiles* Mech, I love puzzles. Name's Jazz NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm [[His name is Tyrest of Tyrest?]] Swerester 10:33 pm I-- I'm not sure actually. verdigrisprowl 10:33 pm No. Just Tyrest. He's a—one of those people that only goes by one name. The way nobody says "Optimus Prime of Rodion." Swerester 10:33 pm [frowns. can he even *be* Tyrest of a place if he's a god?] NoodlesAtNight 10:33 pm [[Ah. Like him, when he did not want anyone to know where he was from.]] *Pause.* [[What has he got to hide.]] Swerester 10:34 pm [clamps mouth shut] verdigrisprowl 10:34 pm He's just ancient. I'd suspect that the place he's from doesn't exist anymore. opatoes 10:34 pm Really? Perhaps- perhaps I can show you a few I've made. I have been making puzzles for- for a long period of time. I might have the only remaining collection of Cybertronian puzzles in the universe. Swerester 10:34 pm [wait, he's dead and maybe it doesn't apply to other Tyrests?] opatoes 10:34 pm The largest, without a doubt. Osmond 10:35 pm Now, you are speaking my language. Hell yea! I'd dig that. How many we talking? *is on the edge of his seat with interest* verdigrisprowl 10:35 pm Anyway, particularly important people always seem to get their locations dropped from their names. And he's been particularly important at /least/ since the Golden Age. Swerester 10:35 pm Yeah. Haha. NoodlesAtNight 10:36 pm [[He's THAT o--]] *Wait. The golden age is barely anything here. ... But still.* [[He is that old?]] opatoes 10:37 pm How many... I would say close to a hundred unique puzzles or so? I have lost many over time, but I have blueprints for each puzzle I obtain so I can make more. verdigrisprowl 10:37 pm He's—was—an unparalleled renaissance mech. A master of engineering and of the legal system. Swerester 10:37 pm He's uh. He's REALLY old. Iiiis your Tyrest dead? verdigrisprowl 10:37 pm Yeah. He really is. opatoes 10:37 pm There are a few puzzles I received from museums that are in surprisingly good condition, as well. verdigrisprowl 10:37 pm *long sigh* No. Missing, somewhere. NoodlesAtNight 10:37 pm *Glance at Swerve.* [[Is yours alive?]] Swerester 10:37 pm Nnno, he's dead. Very very dead. verdigrisprowl 10:37 pm Half of what's left of Autobot High Command is out chasing after him, last I heard. Osmond 10:38 pm That's amazing! Oh-- sorry, heh, what's you name? verdigrisprowl 10:38 pm ... Unfortunate. Deserved, I suppose, but—unfortunate. Swerester 10:38 pm Okay well if they find him, keep him away from Pharma and or anyone who says he is the Grand Architect. verdigrisprowl 10:38 pm *quizzical look* Why? NoodlesAtNight 10:38 pm [[Who killed him?]] *Maybe they can stop him h--* [[He's sorry. Pharma? Pharma. The one who was pulled through the portal?]] Swerester 10:38 pm Yyyes. NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm [[...Then that should be easy. Pharma is dead.]] Swerester 10:39 pm Yeah. He kinda was. And then he wasn't. [jazz hands] verdigrisprowl 10:39 pm ... What happened. Swerester 10:39 pm So, you remember how Rung was. Uh. You know. opatoes 10:39 pm You think so? ... Thank you very much, Jazz. My name is Smokescreen. verdigrisprowl 10:39 pm Yeees? NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm *Nodding.* verdigrisprowl 10:39 pm *he's turning around in his chair to face Swerve* Swerester 10:40 pm [leaning back slowly] So uh. Turns out Pharma was mostly dead and then he got possessed. verdigrisprowl 10:40 pm ... Byyy? Osmond 10:40 pm Nice to meet ya formally Smokescreen, but yeah. I haven't had a good puzzle in ages. Swerester 10:40 pm Adaptus. NoodlesAtNight 10:40 pm [[What.]] [[He was possessed by a... t-cog?]] Swerester 10:41 pm You know--We never saw his real form we just saw Pharma-possessed-by-Adaptus. NoodlesAtNight 10:41 pm *Is that the right legend? It's so hard keeping all these damned Primes straight between timelines.* verdigrisprowl 10:41 pm *opens mouth.* ... *shuts mouth.* Swerester 10:41 pm He's the one who told us who Rung is. verdigrisprowl 10:41 pm ... Okay. ... How do you know it wasn't Pharma CLAIMING he was being possessed by Adaptus? NoodlesAtNight 10:42 pm [[Next you'll tell him you found all the rest of them.]] Swerester 10:42 pm I- [coughs] opatoes 10:42 pm Well, perhaps I could show you one of mine. I brought one for Prowl's magnemite, but that one should be solved by magnemite first. Swerester 10:42 pm According to Adaptus, we did? Sort of? Not that any of them remembered more than Rung did. verdigrisprowl 10:43 pm Again, HOW do you know it's actually Adaptus? Swerester 10:44 pm Because Pharma definitely was not nearly old enough or in the right places for some of the information he had, including the situation we were in, unless he was being possessed by a time traveling Adaptus. verdigrisprowl 10:44 pm ... Might have been someone else just as old puppeting him. Swerester 10:45 pm Rung seemed pretty convinced honestly. I think that was the biggest factor--*Frag*! Osmond 10:45 pm That sounds fair. Another puzzle for another time then. Do you have a favorite? Maybe bring that one in? *aaaandd possessed by a time-traveling Adaptus vaguely catches part of Jazz's attention* NoodlesAtNight 10:45 pm *Tilts his head. What.* Swerester 10:45 pm I just had a thought/ NoodlesAtNight 10:45 pm [[He'll forego the snippy comment. Speak.]] UnkillableJazz 10:45 pm ((heading to sleep)) *Jazz waves as he heads out, as interesting as the debate he's watching is he'll miss his rift home at this rate* opatoes 10:46 pm ... I can make a duplicate of my favorite. /He still isn't trusting enough to risk his favorite puzzle./ NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm ((ah goodnight!!)) verdigrisprowl 10:46 pm *nods. speak.* opatoes 10:46 pm ((Nini! Osmond 10:46 pm (( night!! )) verdigrisprowl 10:46 pm ((gnight)) Swerester 10:46 pm The DJD literally killed Mortilus. NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm [[WHAT.]] Swerester 10:46 pm I mean, assuming everything is correct. opatoes 10:46 pm /Are there drinks? Smokescreen is going to go to where the drink table was located last time, trying to find a drink./ NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm [[You will explain at once.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:47 pm *If they're capable of killing mechs like that, he's definitely going to need to up the defenses back home.* verdigrisprowl 10:47 pm *there are engex cans and two jugs of mysterious Mixmaster brew.* Osmond 10:47 pm If it ain't too much work, I'd be down. *then looks over in the direction of their ongoing conversation* NoodlesAtNight 10:47 pm ((i like how it looks like you're suggesting mix's brew as an anti-djd weapon)) Swerester 10:48 pm Censere--the Necrobot! On his planet. It was just before Rodimus and the others went to the alternate Cybertron universe. verdigrisprowl 10:48 pm ((LOL)) Swerester 10:48 pm He was dead when we got there, and it was the DJD's work. Osmond 10:48 pm (( I honestly thought that for a second )) verdigrisprowl 10:48 pm ... The /Necrobot/ is Mortilus. Of course. Of course he is. Of course. That's the most obvious— Of course. opatoes 10:48 pm /Smokescreen is taking a jug of mixmaster brew, and an empty cube, and is taking them both back to his seat./ Swerester 10:48 pm In my universe at least. verdigrisprowl 10:48 pm ... The same Mortilus that likes picking flowers. Swerester 10:48 pm Yes. verdigrisprowl 10:48 pm Sure. verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm Okay. That's not the wildest—okay. NoodlesAtNight 10:49 pm *To Prowl.* [[That is the one rumored to mark dead mechs on a list, yes?]] verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm Yes, that one. Swerester 10:49 pm I mean, he's actually the most obvious of the group. How did we get on this subject again. verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm The one that every creepy cult is dedicated to. NoodlesAtNight 10:49 pm *Visibly wilts.* [[...How disappointing. He wanted to speak with that mech...]] verdigrisprowl 10:50 pm I suspect that's why the DJD went after him—drawing Decepticons away from worshiping Megatron. Swerester 10:50 pm Honestly I think it was more just because he was there. verdigrisprowl 10:50 pm You know, I believe that too. opatoes 10:50 pm Who would even worship Megatron? NoodlesAtNight 10:50 pm *Has an extra reason to hate the DJD now.* *As if he needed one.* Swerester 10:51 pm It's been awhile since that particular adventure so I don't remember all the specific details or if we ever figured out all of what happened. verdigrisprowl 10:51 pm The DJD. Osmond 10:51 pm *mumbles in response to Smokescreen* You'd be surprised... verdigrisprowl 10:52 pm ... Wait. What does this have to do with keeping Tyrest away from Pharma? Pharma-slash-Adaptus, I assume? Does—what—does Adaptus try to possess /him/ next? Swerester 10:52 pm Nooo, he kills him. After the whole monologue and explanations thing. verdigrisprowl 10:52 pm Oh. Well. I can't blame him, honestly. Swerester 10:52 pm Though I guess in his defense Tyrest sorta tried to kill him first. Swerester 10:53 pm Not that it's much of a defense. verdigrisprowl 10:53 pm If I was one-fifth of a god I'd probably be miffed at someone who tried to kill half my species, too. opatoes 10:53 pm ... The DJD. Oh. Oh, yes. I think I met one of those bots one time. Fairly annoying. Would not stop trying to look into my own business. NoodlesAtNight 10:53 pm *The tiniest thing that sounds like "dsrvit" sneaks through while Soundwave is distracted by hatred over Tarn and his crew.* Swerester 10:54 pm Y-yeah. Osmond 10:54 pm I think "miff" might be a gentle way of putting it verdigrisprowl 10:54 pm Yes, I was trying for humorous understatement. Osmond 10:55 pm Successful, adding to it verdigrisprowl 10:55 pm Oh, thanks. ... Byt /Tyrest/ tried to kill /Adaptus/? Hold on, that—that makes no sense. The last time he was seen, Tyrest was—was /obsessed/ with gods and divinity, and—and—purity and divine retribution and all that. He wouldn't try to kill a god. Or did he not believe Pharma was actually possessed by a god? Or—does his obsession only extend to Primus and stop before the other four? Swerester 10:55 pm Um. Swerester 10:56 pm [wrings fingers nervously] It's a bit more complicated than that? verdigrisprowl 10:56 pm Then I suggest you explain. NoodlesAtNight 10:56 pm [[He is not surprised the glitch looked into your personal business. He puts his insignia mask everywhere it does not belong.]] *At Smokescreen* verdigrisprowl 10:56 pm *what's swerve nervous about? HE didn't start the fight, did he?* NoodlesAtNight 10:57 pm *Oh, wait. He's missing details, here. Rewind, Soundwave. Play back and process alongside the new data.* opatoes 10:57 pm Insignia mask? I don't believe it was that bot. Swerester 10:57 pm HewaskindafraggedoffaboutlearningactuallyhewasSolomusandthatAdaptusactuallynotonlystartedthefightbetweenthegodseveryoneblamedMortilusforbutalsocausedinformationcreepandmadethemforgetwhotheywereinanattempttokillthem verdigrisprowl 10:57 pm *stares* Swerester 10:58 pm So he was sort of mad that he'd forgotten his own identity? Among, uh. Other stuff. verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm *there's a whole lot of information packed into all of that* Osmond 10:58 pm uh huh.... verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm *here's what Prowl takes out of it:* ... I 'faced a god?! Swerester 10:58 pm What verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm ............ *claps hands over mouth* NoodlesAtNight 10:58 pm *Immediately looks at Prowl* @P: [[You are never allowed to make another Primus as his dom joke again.]] Osmond 10:58 pm /what/ verdigrisprowl 10:59 pm *hey. don't mind him. he's hiding his face in the back of his chair.* Swerester 10:59 pm [slowly sinking in his chair] Oh wow. NoodlesAtNight 10:59 pm [[...Was it worthwhile, at least?]] verdigrisprowl 10:59 pm *he's going to try to push soundwave's chair away without lifting his head* verdigrisprowl 11:00 pm *it doesn't work* *it actually pushes his own chair the other direction* NoodlesAtNight 11:00 pm *Pulls Prowl's chair back. Come over here.* Osmond 11:00 pm *jazz is just watching you prowl with a mixture of curiosity, surprise at least visible* *into jazz then probably* *nope there Prowl goes back over to soundwave* um... Prowler? NoodlesAtNight 11:00 pm @P: [[He apologizes. He is not making fun. He is legitimately curious.]] Swerester 11:00 pm I'm kinda disappointed I didn't get to 'face a god. verdigrisprowl 11:01 pm UM. SO. INFO CREEP, huh. Swerester 11:01 pm YEAH! He uh. Caused that too. opatoes 11:01 pm ... Info creep? /He's finally starting to pay attention to the conversation again, taking a sip from the cube of mystery grade/ Swerester 11:02 pm Yeah where information deteriorates over time. Which makes sense because it was only twelve million years ago! There were bots definitely around then who should have remembered who they all were but didn't, because of it. And then the stories about them got all mixed up and rewritten because of memory fading. opatoes 11:03 pm Only twelve million? NoodlesAtNight 11:03 pm [[...They lost who they were after that little time?]] Swerester 11:03 pm EM pulse. verdigrisprowl 11:03 pm What—you mean like, all of it? He caused ALL info creep? Swerester 11:03 pm It scrambled everyone on the planet, which left them disoriented and confused apparently. And that em pulse is what created info creep. I dunno how it passed to new bots. verdigrisprowl 11:04 pm *looks up* Then—info creep isn't /natural/? Swerester 11:04 pm Apparently not? According to what he told us. verdigrisprowl 11:04 pm ... Is there a way to reverse it? Swerester 11:04 pm Oh but it does explain why no one can ever rememer Rung's name! Swerester 11:05 pm I dunno, but now that you ask, maybe we can look into that. opatoes 11:05 pm ... I am going to head to berth, as I am somewhat tired. May I take this jug? I can return it next time. NoodlesAtNight 11:05 pm [[Go back. You said they lost themselves by twelve million. When does it hit its stride? How long until they forget who they are?]] *Absent wave to Smokescreen with a feeler.* Swerester 11:06 pm I mean, they lost themselves pretty much immediately after the blast. The em Pulse removed their memories of their identities. Osmond 11:06 pm *waves to Smokescreen* nice meet ya Swerester 11:06 pm So it was after the Knights were forged, though. NoodlesAtNight 11:06 pm [[The mechs who came after them, then. When did they forget? When were the Knights forged?]] *Please. Please let it be a high number. Don't let it be any time soon. Please. He doesn't want to lose another person.* opatoes 11:06 pm Nice to meet you as well, Jazz. Thank you for the entertainment tonight again, Prowl. Swerester 11:07 pm The Knights were the first generation. So pretty much immediately. verdigrisprowl 11:07 pm So—no, that messes up the timeline of info creep completely. All the calculations on info creep were BASED on the oldest generation, with the "oldest generation" being bots that would be twelve million if they were still alive today. Swerester 11:08 pm I'm not sure if there's a specific time when info creep actually becomes a problem honestly? I know of some bots who experience it who are only Roddy's age and he's about four million. verdigrisprowl 11:08 pm But they didn't forget who they were by a certain age, they forgot EVERYTHING twelve million years ago. Correct? It's—it's not "creep" at all. It hit them all at once and then only later they came to the conclusion that it had "crept" up on them with age. verdigrisprowl 11:09 pm Have—have their been new studies? Do younger bots ACTUALLY forget as much as the older generations did all at once? Has anyone checked? Swerester 11:09 pm Seems so? But there *are* cases where info creep happens. Chromedome calls it memory fatigue? Memories start to decay. That is a thing that happens--Nautia says on Caminus they call it 'blurred data'. verdigrisprowl 11:09 pm Maybe it's—not even real? A few frayed memories, okay, that's one thing, that happens in every computer system. But with info creep, eventually you lose—huge things. verdigrisprowl 11:10 pm DO we naturally lose huge things? Or is it just—just a few faces and names from millions of years ago? Swerester 11:10 pm [frowns thoughtfully] From what I understand of it, since I haven't experienced it myself as far as I know, it's the latter. Older memories get corrupted and we rewrite them. Details get forgotten or misremembered, that kind of thing. verdigrisprowl 11:10 pm Then that's nothing like the syndrome that makes people—that makes people forget the origins of gods and myths! verdigrisprowl 11:11 pm Maybe it's not going to happen, then! Maybe when we're all ten million we'll still remember the important things! NoodlesAtNight 11:11 pm [[...He hopes so.]] *And he's not talking about himself. He doesn't have that problem.* Swerester 11:12 pm [frowns harder] Maybe it's like with human stories? Since everyone forgot was confused and disoriented for awhile after, they misremembered the stories and because of the misremembering, the stories mutated through oral retellings with details changed and rewritten to fill in what they forgot. verdigrisprowl 11:12 pm Exactly—exactly. Swerester 11:13 pm That was sort of what Adaptus implied happened, and then it became known as info creep later. Maybe they just assumed natural decay of small details and the entire giant hole of forgotten things from the blast were from the same source. And since they had no way to know otherwise it became fact? verdigrisprowl 11:15 pm We now KNOW for a FACT that our historical records circa twelve million years ago aren't unreliable BECAUSE of info creep but because of one massive psychological weapon. That hasn't happened SINCE then, right? When—when Nova Prime and Galvatron crawled out of the dead universe, they hadn't forgotten what happened on Cybertron before the unification, did they? That would be the same time ago to them as the age of myths when info creep was first described. When KUP came out of the dead universe, he hadn't forgotten his life from FOURTEEN BILLION years ago. Swerester 11:15 pm Is Kup actually fourteen billion verdigrisprowl 11:15 pm Yes, Kup is actually fourteen billion. Time travel was involved. Swerester 11:15 pm Wow, that's wild. verdigrisprowl 11:16 pm Unless the dead universe does damn strange things to your brain module—besides making you want to kill all life—then—then—info creep isn't real at all. We'll still remember all the things that matter. Osmond 11:16 pm *its taking all of this in for right now* Swerester 11:16 pm Huh. That might be right. verdigrisprowl 11:17 pm *takes a deep breath* NoodlesAtNight 11:17 pm [[...Then why did everyone forget about Alpha Trion? Where he's from.]] Swerester 11:17 pm Or if it does exist, then it's not nearly on as large a scale or as bad a thing as we all have thought this whole time. verdigrisprowl 11:17 pm *lets out a long, LONG sigh.* Swerester 11:17 pm He's uh. Hm. verdigrisprowl 11:17 pm Wouldn't YOU want to forget Alpha Trion? Swerester 11:17 pm [snorts] I don't think I've ever met him. NoodlesAtNight 11:17 pm [[And lose access to the Covenant and Quill?]] Swerester 11:18 pm //me @ swerve *I* know trion's an original prime, but do YOU know this swerve Osmond 11:18 pm *very very gently touches Prowl's shoulder before pulling his servo away, mildly concern* *goes back to listening* verdigrisprowl 11:18 pm I don't know about any quill, but— *STARTS* Yes? Swerester 11:18 pm I feel like I was saying something earlier but I forgot. Osmond 11:18 pm Hm? Nothing, just making sure you were good. Please continue NoodlesAtNight 11:18 pm [[That's not funny.]] Swerester 11:19 pm No I mean--I got distracted from something else I wanted to say and then forgot what it was. I got really focused on the info creep thing. verdigrisprowl 11:19 pm Yeah. Fine. I'm fine. *relieved, actually. the fear of his mind deteriorating has been— he's been— it's— That's one less route he has to worry about it coming from.* Osmond 11:20 pm *nods, soft smile but doesn't comment anymore. Focused now* NoodlesAtNight 11:20 pm *Rewinds in his head.* [[Everyone unfairly blamed Mortilus for what Adaptus did? Multiple Hand members are dead?]] Swerester 11:21 pm No it wasn't those--hrm. Well, if I remember what train of thought it was I'll remember. If not then oh well. verdigrisprowl 11:21 pm ... All hand members but... uh... Okay. There are two that, according to legend, turned into a brain module and the Matrix. One of them is Solomus. I don't remember which. The other one is... sssomeone. verdigrisprowl 11:22 pm THAT one isn't confirmed dead. Swerester 11:22 pm Epistimus? verdigrisprowl 11:22 pm Yes! That one. I'm not very familiar with them outside of Primus and Adaptus. Swerester 11:22 pm No, he's dead. Nickel smashed him into pieces. Swerester 11:23 pm In her defense she sort of saved the universe doing that. verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm Who? NoodlesAtNight 11:23 pm *Suddenly, with the kind of soft, almost pained quiet you get when you think you know and you deeply, desperately hope you're wrong, because otherwise that's 5 for 5:* verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm Oh, well, good for her. NoodlesAtNight 11:23 pm [[...Is Rung alive.]] verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm Last I heard. Swerester 11:23 pm I have no idea who she is, honestly. [opens mouth][closes mouth] verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm I've spoken to him since he found out all this. verdigrisprowl 11:24 pm I need to contact him again, in fact—I mean to give him Prophet's contact information. NoodlesAtNight 11:24 pm *Shakes his helm.* [[Not ours.]] *A slip? Maybe.* [[His.]] *Staring at Swerve.* [[Is. He. Alive?]] verdigrisprowl 11:25 pm *turns to Swerve* Swerester 11:25 pm [buries face in hands] We're assuming not, but in reality we don't actually *know*. The only thing in his hab were his glasses and twelve matrixes. verdigrisprowl 11:26 pm *reaches over and puts a hand on Soundwave's arm before he can—Prowl doesn't know—get upset.* *turns to Swerve and asks, very seriously,* Do you need all twelve. NoodlesAtNight 11:26 pm *....Sets a hand on that hand. Curls the fingers tight over it.* Swerester 11:27 pm We did, yeah/ They were one for each hot spot. We had to open all of them at the same time on the fake Primus from the alternate universe. No one even knows what he *d8di, he went off alone into his hab and that was the last anyone saw him. Rodimus went to ask if he'd been able to produce them and all he found were them and the glasses. verdigrisprowl 11:28 pm *that's a whole lot to unpack but Prowl is gonna leave it wrapped up for now.* Do you STILL need all twelve. Swerester 11:28 pm We opened them. They don't really exist anymore, I think. I'm not entirely sure where they went. verdigrisprowl 11:29 pm ... Not very robust, were they? Swerester 11:29 pm They weren't intended to be, I think. verdigrisprowl 11:29 pm Well. If any of them survived the—the fake Primus hot spots—then dibs. Dibs on one of them. NoodlesAtNight 11:30 pm [[A fake Primus. Why build something so - so disrespectful? How was it even done? Someone discovered Rung's secret before you?]] Swerester 11:30 pm It was an alternate Cybertron, so I might be able to get you some coordinates but. It was a universe where the functionists were never removed. verdigrisprowl 11:31 pm Oh, I've been to one of those. No fake Primuses. Swerester 11:31 pm It had an alt mode. The Senate were trying to invade our universe with it. verdigrisprowl 11:31 pm No Senates, either. NoodlesAtNight 11:31 pm *Where the - yes. Of course.* [[Of course they would do th--]] [][][]It?[][][] [[The alternate Cybertron? ... The alternate Cybertron had an alt mode?]] Swerester 11:32 pm I didn't get to go to its universe though, so I only know what the others told me about it. It was the universe Megatron was left in, though. And yeah, Cybertron had an alt mode and it was 'Primus'. Except, obviously, not Primus. verdigrisprowl 11:32 pm And no alt-modes on the one we visited. Of course the universes Megatron was left in went so much worse than the one I saw. Swerester 11:33 pm [considers. shoould he tell them about that Rung. Is that a can of worms he wants to open, when he really only knows what he heard from those who HAD gone?] Yeaaah apparently he never existed in their universe? ... Actually I think that universe even existed because of Brainstorm's briefcase? Percy didn't explain that too well. verdigrisprowl 11:33 pm The one that he opened in other universes but not in this one. verdigrisprowl 11:34 pm I read about his trial in the Lost Light Insider. Pity. Swerester 11:34 pm Yes. That briefcase. NoodlesAtNight 11:34 pm *He's just. Gonna put his free hand over his visor. One timeline's Primus mysteriously gone, no Matrices left. Another Cybertron - what? Pulled apart? Mangled? How does one tear the planet open and make it take a new shape? It's ruined, whatever happened to it. If there was a Primus there - somewhere in that planet's core, perhaps? - then there's no telling what damage was done to him in addition to the planet.* Swerester 11:34 pm Apparently Rewind shot and killed Megatron's original spark when they were there. verdigrisprowl 11:35 pm I read about it, yes. Swerester 11:35 pm So I guess the alternate Cybertron was a universe where Megatron stayed dead. verdigrisprowl 11:36 pm It's a damn pity he didn't stay that way everywhere. Osmond 11:37 pm Hm... Swerester 11:37 pm [frowns] Not sure if I'm mad or glad he didn't start another war in that alternate universe. Apparently he did start a revolution but this time it's not a completel genocide. Why couldn't he have done that from the start *here*? Swerester 11:38 pm Turns out he's a medic now. NoodlesAtNight 11:38 pm *Two more failures. Huge ones. A dead god and no remaining defenses in one, another just... ruined. He's too damned uninformed and slow to keep up with his promise. And what if something is happening here, now, in this timeline that he sometimes calls home? What if something is happening and it's too late to stop?*

*The rest of the conversation hardly matters to him at this point. He's just dimly lit and quiet, gripping Prowl's hand and adding nothing else. Chances are he'll stay like that for a bit while the conversation goes on.* verdigrisprowl 11:38 pm Ugh. Osmond 11:38 pm *harsh scoff* Swerester 11:39 pm [annoyed huff] This whole 'learning from his mistakes' thing would have been better if he'd done that *before* an entire war happened. verdigrisprowl 11:40 pm He didn't "learn from his mistakes." He got sad that he wasn't being worshiped as a dictator-god and changed his tactics. Swerester 11:40 pm Well, yes. But to hear him tell it, he learned from his mistakes. Osmond 11:40 pm He was always good with words.... Swerester 11:40 pm I'll give him saving Drift, I guess. But that's really not much. verdigrisprowl 11:41 pm So what? Swerester 11:41 pm But! Um. Yeah. If you run into Pharma possessed by a god, just kill him I guess. You know, before he kills anyone. verdigrisprowl 11:41 pm Genocidal warlord spares one life. So what? That sure balances out the billions of others, doesn't it. Swerester 11:41 pm Noot really no. Which is why I'm gonna kick anyone who says it does. verdigrisprowl 11:42 pm And give them a high kick from me. Swerester 11:42 pm Yes,. verdigrisprowl 11:43 pm Can't we just lock Pharma up? How powerful a god are we talking here? Are we talking mythological levels of power, or—well—Rung and Tyrest levels? *i.e., none really* Swerester 11:43 pm Rung and Tyrest, probably. The biggest problem we had I think was actually just lackeys? Swerester 11:44 pm I'm trying to remember who he had other than Tyrest. verdigrisprowl 11:44 pm So bring enough handcuffs for a large crew. Swerester 11:45 pm Probably, yeah. Honestly it seems like none of them were nearly as powerful as stories make them to be? They were just regular mechs with a bit of extra special powers. NoodlesAtNight 11:45 pm [[Names.]] *Small head lift.* [[When you remember them. He wants names.]] Swerester 11:46 pm Sure, if I know any of them by name. Otherwise I'll send descriptions. NoodlesAtNight 11:46 pm [[Good.]] *Tiny nod.* [[Thank you.]] verdigrisprowl 11:46 pm Makes sense. Why shouldn't they be regular mechs? *squeezes Soundwave's arm. Don't go murdering people just for working for Adaptus.* Swerester 11:46 pm [just spy on them extensively?] NoodlesAtNight 11:47 pm *He doesn't have to murder them. He just needs to watch their every movement as close as he can.* verdigrisprowl 11:47 pm *... still illegal but less illegal* Osmond 11:48 pm *best kind of illegal? the less illegal?* verdigrisprowl 11:48 pm *the least illegal is the best but honestly prowl will take what he can get* Swerester 11:49 pm [ironically Swerve may be the legalest bot in the room right now, since gossip is not illegal] verdigrisprowl 11:49 pm *hey, prowl is PERFECTLY legal* Swerester 11:50 pm [he's not counting the cop in that count] NoodlesAtNight 11:50 pm *Spiders Prowl is an outlier and shouldn't be counted* Swerester 11:50 pm //lmfao Swerester 11:50 pm [that is correct] verdigrisprowl 11:51 pm *hey. rude. prowl hasn't eaten any spiders in months.* Swerester 11:51 pm Should I give you like a week to roll over all of that new info before I drop any new really horrible news on you? NOt that I have any really horrible news to drop. I think. verdigrisprowl 11:51 pm Don't hold back any new really horrible news you come across. The sooner I know, the sooner I can prepare for it. NoodlesAtNight 11:52 pm [[He doubts there's anything you'll have to tell him he'll hate more than what he's already heard.]]

verdigrisprowl 8:10 pm Some items. It depends on the size and shape. What is it? NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm *Tilts back to look at the dragon. This does not work, thanks to his build. He twists a feeler up to look at her instead.* [[Good evening, dragon. Doing well?]] Chaoit 8:11 pm -and he's dropping into a chair now- skullstronaut 8:11 pm *he's just going to sit down in whatever open seat is available.* verdigrisprowl 8:11 pm *Who Is That Sneaking Into The Room.* verdigrisprowl 8:12 pm *welp. Prowl's not drinking tonight.* NoodlesAtNight 8:12 pm *Notes to himself: 1) Overthrow Starscream. 2) Enjoy drunk Prowl.* opatoes 8:12 pm It's this. /Smokescreen gets up and holds the capsule out to Prowl, which is about 1/4-1/2 of magnemite's size. There's a marble ball-style maze puzzle inside the capsule, and different purple switches inside different portions of the maze./ Swerester 8:12 pm Oh, you got more of that stuff Mixmaster made last time, or is it different this time? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:12 pm I'm doing well. It's almost time for the Human Scaring Holiday, isn't it? I have an even funnier costume this year. *given that last year's was a human dragon costume made for dogs...* NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm [[It is indeed. He and Rumble have already chosen costumes for the showing on the 30th. They are... amusing.]] verdigrisprowl 8:14 pm Oh—how does it work? *takes it carefully in one hand.* I expect it's supposed to manipulate the ball with its magnets, but...? *to Swerve* I have no idea. There's only two this time and one of them's the same color as the danger stuff, but I think he kind of makes up the recipes on the fly. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:14 pm *heck yeah!* That's what the holiday's about, right? Chaoit 8:14 pm Oh! That holiday is coming up...I forgot all about it Swerester 8:15 pm Oh. Well, guess I'll try it this time and see how it tastes. verdigrisprowl 8:15 pm Earth years are so short. Chaoit 8:15 pm Very. NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm [[His deployers would claim it is about free fuel. Personally, he enjoys the opportunity to be someone else for a brief time and not be deep undercover or get scolded for it.]] verdigrisprowl 8:15 pm All right, is everyone more or less settled? I'm planning on showing three episodes tonight. NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm [[As settled as possible.]] Osmond 8:16 pm *Jazz is taking in and making note of everyone present then curiously looks at the puzzle Prowl is holding* hm? *thumbs up* ready to go! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:16 pm I'm set, Prowl! Chaoit 8:16 pm Good here Swerester 8:16 pm Yup skullstronaut 8:17 pm Yes. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:17 pm *the dragon shrugs her wings* I like making the free fuel for the scaring holiday, so there should be people who like eating it. opatoes 8:17 pm There are magnets with opposing polarities on each end, and when the ball first leaves the starting position of the puzzle, it will begin to release a slight electrical charge. As it hits each purple portion, the charge will strengthen. Do you think magnemite would be interested? verdigrisprowl 8:17 pm I have no idea. I can give it to it and find out. NoodlesAtNight 8:17 pm *Perks.* [[Baseball?]] verdigrisprowl 8:17 pm Baseball. verdigrisprowl 8:18 pm Baseball, math, and police. *he's Delighted.* NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm [[/Delightful./]] Osmond 8:18 pm oh man this is going to be interesting NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm [[And I Don't Know is on third.]] verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm I was just thinking that. opatoes 8:19 pm I don't know on third? verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm That's right. opatoes 8:19 pm ... What? Chaoit 8:19 pm Um.... NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm *Huffing.* verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm No, What's on second. Swerester 8:20 pm Then who's on first? verdigrisprowl 8:20 pm That's right. *this is the best night of his life.* opatoes 8:20 pm W. What are you talking about verdigrisprowl 8:20 pm No, he's on second. opatoes 8:20 pm Who??? verdigrisprowl 8:20 pm No, he's on first. opatoes 8:20 pm I don't know what you are talking about! verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm ... I'll show you a video later. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:21 pm *the dragon has never wanted to be Soundwave more than this moment. ah, to have a camera ready to film everything...* Swerester 8:21 pm [snickers] opatoes 8:21 pm ... Is there context for this? verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm Yes, there is. Remind me to show a skit after the episodes. opatoes 8:21 pm Very well. verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm *look at them, talking about Trajectories.* NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm *If the dragon asks nicely, he'll share.* Swerester 8:22 pm That child's father is very violent. opatoes 8:22 pm Their dad seems particularly ruthless. .... Babe Ruthless. NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm [[A poor creato-- ha.]] Chaoit 8:22 pm If that ball is that special, why was he playing with it in the first place? verdigrisprowl 8:23 pm I think that kind of violence is more grounds to call the police than a missing ball. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm *if he figures out how to install a visor like his on her she'll never ask to borrow anything* opatoes 8:23 pm W What NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm [[HER WHAT.]] verdigrisprowl 8:23 pm What?! Swerester 8:23 pm How Chaoit 8:23 pm How? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm Um. NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm [[What bridge artist--]] Swerester 8:24 pm Wait if the house is gone how are they calling her house phone? Chaoit 8:24 pm Someone that's making an attempt at copying you, Soundwave, NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[Perhaps the thief already had one and left it behind.]] skullstronaut 8:24 pm Personal phone. verdigrisprowl 8:24 pm Maybe the wiring was left. NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[Hm. Well, they left the communications device. He'd never.]] Chaoit 8:25 pm Didn't say it was a good attempt NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm [[Forethought is everything, elderly human.]] Swerester 8:25 pm ...Should I put 'Do not steal bar;' on my bar? Chaoit 8:25 pm .... opatoes 8:25 pm I need to add signs to my greenhouse. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:25 pm They say imitation is the highest form of flattery, but if that was an attempt to imitate Soundwave, the incompetence involved seems more like a grave insult. Chaoit 8:25 pm True Chaoit 8:26 pm And a flatbed? NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm [[Indeed, dragon.]] *Soundwave points to the sign over his bar that says "Do Not Steal Bar." [[Yes, Swerve. You should.]] Swerester 8:26 pm [snorts] I'll do that when I get home. //plot twist swerve gets home to a stolen bar NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm ((DO IT)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:26 pm *although she won't say it, the dragon would like to see someone try to steal an entire cave. that would be a challenge.* NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm [[Aha, she learned.]] Chaoit 8:26 pm ((that'd be hilarious verdigrisprowl 8:27 pm ((the magnemite picked it up and took it away)) Osmond 8:27 pm This is dialog is pretty solid... very quick. *scoffs* why is the old lady in the tent again? verdigrisprowl 8:27 pm Her house was stolen. NoodlesAtNight 8:27 pm *Putting his hand over his face. Primus below.* Chaoit 8:28 pm Still don't know how they managed that verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm ... He's intelligent, but he's not very bright. Swerester 8:28 pm Is he... okay SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:28 pm *note: when the dragon says "she'd like to see someone try," Soundwave is excluded, since one of his alternates modified the place.* opatoes 8:28 pm He shows the difference between intelligence and wisdom. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:28 pm *it takes a Soundwave to steal a Soundwave, or something of that sort.* NoodlesAtNight 8:28 pm [[The house could be shielded.]] [[Or Shadowzoned.]] Swerester 8:28 pm Why are they okay with this kid being murdered Chaoit 8:29 pm They're trying to prevent it SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:29 pm So they just put the house in the Shadowzone and left it there? That seems sloppy. How do they intend to fetch it? verdigrisprowl 8:29 pm I doubt the humans have access to shielding or bridging technology. Osmond 8:30 pm They don't... not yet at least Metal shields... NoodlesAtNight 8:30 pm *Whirl /would/ steal a house.* Swerester 8:30 pm He probably would. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:30 pm It only takes one human with access and intent, even if most don't have it. Chaoit 8:30 pm HOW skullstronaut 8:31 pm Carefully. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:31 pm ...Why is Whirl stealing houses? Swerester 8:31 pm He wants a home. NoodlesAtNight 8:31 pm [[The Constructicons were busy?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:31 pm Maybe he needed it for Whirlbug. opatoes 8:31 pm The constructicons? Chaoit 8:32 pm Well, yes, but.... Osmond 8:32 pm *snickers at her joke* Swerester 8:32 pm //how old is this show lmaop verdigrisprowl 8:32 pm ((i think early 90s? Chaoit 8:32 pm ((old NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm ((put it this way: it aired when /i/ was a wee cro)) Swerester 8:33 pm //oh man SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm ((it's from the mesozoic era?)) verdigrisprowl 8:33 pm ((87 to 92)) NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm ((HOW DARE)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm ((I'm sorry I'll put myself in time-out)) Swerester 8:33 pm //MAO NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm ((SHAME CUBE)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm ((*enters the shame cube*)) Swerester 8:33 pm Hi George. NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm [[HA.]] Chaoit 8:33 pm ((shaaaame UnkillableJazz 8:33 pm Guess she doesn't like meatloaf Osmond 8:33 pm Scrap *stifle a laugh* nope she doesn't Osmond 8:34 pm I like her verdigrisprowl 8:34 pm ((that was a good pun. a quality pun.)) Chaoit 8:34 pm ((two Jazzs Swerester 8:34 pm [looks between Jazz and Jazz] NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm *It's practically a nightmare, isn't it?* Osmond 8:34 pm *two finger salute to other Jazz, not often an alternate* Chaoit 8:35 pm -oh, which Jazz is this?- Swerester 8:35 pm He lied. NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm [[What kind of report--]] [[What has the temperature in Sri Lanka to do with this.]] verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm Nothing. That's the joke. Swerester 8:36 pm Did 'Bluff Drive' not tip them off. NoodlesAtNight 8:36 pm [[Hmph. Sounds like the average report he had to read before he switched jobs.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:37 pm It's good to have a vocation you enjoy. Chaoit 8:37 pm Well, probably not, considering that was the street they were on opatoes 8:37 pm You had a previous job? verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm They're very dismissive of that boy's fears. NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm [[He has had many jobs.]] Swerester 8:37 pm They really should protect that kid. Osmond 8:37 pm Could be they think those are empty threats? verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm They've repeated some of them themselves. UnkillableJazz 8:38 pm They think the kid is overreacting Osmond 8:38 pm Yea, probably verdigrisprowl 8:38 pm They're prioritizing the baseball over the house AND the threat against that kid's life. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:38 pm You'd think they'd know better. Is it just an organic thing? "No, I'm the docent, and that can't possibly taste bitter, so eat it or you'll go to bed hungry." NoodlesAtNight 8:39 pm ((agh chalk no)) UnkillableJazz 8:39 pm Range would be cut on only the return trip Chaoit 8:39 pm Oh NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm ((this guy sounds like Egon)) verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm *is amazed at watching these humans illustrate math that Prowl does subconsciously without even thinking about it.* Swerester 8:40 pm I'm still not sure why he took the house? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm Because Whirlbug needed somewhere to stay. *yes, she's still on this joke. you can't stop her.* UnkillableJazz 8:41 pm How do they miss a chopper Chaoit 8:41 pm Oblivious? Osmond 8:41 pm By not looking up? NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm [[Was the fool flying too low?]] Chaoit 8:42 pm Apparently verdigrisprowl 8:42 pm Maybe it has signal jamming technology. Chaoit 8:42 pm If he's flying low enough to cause interference it is too low to be safe opatoes 8:42 pm Is the meatloaf that important? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:43 pm I have heard that the meatloaf is not to be eaten. opatoes 8:43 pm Why? Chaoit 8:43 pm I thought that was fruitcake? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:43 pm I... I don't know. verdigrisprowl 8:43 pm Then why don't they make something else with the meat? NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[No peppers.]] opatoes 8:43 pm Indeed. Seems like a waste of meat. opatoes 8:44 pm ... It is meatloaf, peppers are not meat. Why would there be peppers in meatloaf, anyway? Osmond 8:44 pm They could have repainted the house.... NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm [[For pep.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:44 pm *excuse the dragon, she's having a slight existential crisis about the origin of the phrase "don't eat the meatloaf"* Chaoit 8:45 pm It's not going to be there Or it shouldn't Swerester 8:45 pm Irony UnkillableJazz 8:45 pm American culture thing: apparently it's a traditional food that no one knows how to make properly any more Chaoit 8:45 pm With the flying around, it would have rolled around NoodlesAtNight 8:46 pm [[Isn't that planting evidence?]] opatoes 8:46 pm ... How good is his vision? UnkillableJazz 8:46 pm slight of hand Swerester 8:47 pm Do they Osmond 8:47 pm A lot of people....? Not last I checked opatoes 8:47 pm ... Is that a crime, specifically? Chaoit 8:47 pm .... um skullstronaut 8:47 pm for the gold.. Osmond 8:47 pm Oh, casually mentions spending time in prison... sounds like a good guy. Osmond 8:48 pm And steals a house cause he needs it... for gold Swerester 8:48 pm I'm not sure what just happened verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm ... Isn't what planting evidence? Osmond 8:48 pm Well they got the bad guy? NoodlesAtNight 8:48 pm [[Putting the glasses on the floor.]] verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm Oh. No. Chaoit 8:49 pm What SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:49 pm I have questions. Swerester 8:49 pm Is it baseball theft if they already know it getting the house was an accident Osmond 8:49 pm *laughs* Chaoit 8:49 pm I'm... verdigrisprowl 8:49 pm If, say, they'd taken the baseball in the house, put it there, and said it was always there, THAT would be planting evidence. NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm [[Hmm. All right.]] verdigrisprowl 8:49 pm I'd only charge him for stealing the house, personally. opatoes 8:50 pm ... What is an answering machine? skullstronaut 8:50 pm a machine that answers SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:50 pm ((the goblin princess is snoring loud enough that I almost can't hear the dialogue. I love her so much)) Swerester 8:50 pm //pft Chaoit 8:50 pm ((kitty! Swerester 8:50 pm //it's easy to tell this is an old show with house blurry the videos are gbh Swerester 8:50 pm //i can't actually see george's face which makes it funnier SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:50 pm ((good kitty who lay down on my laptop while I was working on my personal statement for grad school and farted)) verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm An answering machine is a specific human device that plays a prerecorded message for a caller if they can't answer the comm in time, and takes their message. NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm ((probably also was VHS'd because i have never seen square one for sale aaaaanywhere)) verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm It's like an extremely dumb personal secretary. *mumbles* "Who's on first." SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:51 pm To be fair, it's also one that doesn't have to be paid. verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm This is true. opatoes 8:52 pm Hm. I see. Thank you. Osmond 8:52 pm *chuckles at Prowl's description, smirks over at him* Swerester 8:52 pm Twenty pounds of bananas. NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm *SUSPICIOUS STARE* [[Who would want a banana.]] verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm *hi, Jazz. why's Prowl being chuckled at?* UnkillableJazz 8:52 pm Why does he need to keep asking Swerester 8:52 pm A monkey, apparently NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm [[Are monkeys committed to evil?]] Swerester 8:52 pm Probably. Osmond 8:52 pm *because he found your response clever and cute* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:53 pm ((wait can I)) UnkillableJazz 8:53 pm That's too clean a cut out Osmond 8:53 pm Plus normal monkeys, like the smallish ones, can't break through walls. Last I checked NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm [[...He had hoped we wre going to see a monkey stealing the car.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:53 pm (( https://conversations.rabb.it/u/57dcfb03-1e5f-41e8-a5ad-32368fd49489.gif )) NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm [[Like the Jumanji film.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:53 pm ((I CAN)) skullstronaut 8:53 pm "another market" opatoes 8:54 pm ... I should grow all this in my garden. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:54 pm ((hey everyone look at this horror I made in class instead of doing my work)) NoodlesAtNight 8:54 pm ((THE EVIL RETURNS)) [[You have a garden?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:54 pm ((the banana will one day come for us all)) verdigrisprowl 8:55 pm I'd walk away from him too. Swerester 8:55 pm That's a fast monkey. opatoes 8:55 pm I do. I have a greenhouse, and I am growing a Titan in there, as well as cats. UnkillableJazz 8:56 pm Monkey suit? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm ...Cats are flora? NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm [[A tuxedo.]] opatoes 8:56 pm Apparently. I have these cattails growing. I look forward to having many cats. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm But where's the rest of the cat? opatoes 8:57 pm I assume the cat is the fruit when it is in season? NoodlesAtNight 8:57 pm [[They skinned the gorilla.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:57 pm Why do the tails grow first, then? verdigrisprowl 8:57 pm It's possible. Osmond 8:57 pm Ouch, that's dark Swerester 8:57 pm So is it a monkey or a man in a monkey opatoes 8:57 pm They have to grow from somewhere. UnkillableJazz 8:58 pm Or they released a gorilla to cover their use of a suit SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:59 pm That's fair. *the dragon is confused but not discounting this wholly* NoodlesAtNight 8:59 pm *Soundwave places a squinting emoji on his visor. Jane Rice Burroughs?* Osmond 9:00 pm Could the little girl be behind it? The show is sort of odd enough for that. A little mastermind, or the parent using... or zookeeper using the little girl and the gorilla Swerester 9:00 pm Wouldn't everyone see a monkey loose verdigrisprowl 9:00 pm Or she might have just let it go out of friendship. UnkillableJazz 9:00 pm Unless someone's got a van Osmond 9:01 pm Why would they mention a little girl if it didn't go with the plot though? verdigrisprowl 9:01 pm *... is that how normal people measure distances* opatoes 9:02 pm I wish I had a friend. Osmond 9:02 pm So the girl seems innocent... Swerester 9:02 pm Is that true? UnkillableJazz 9:03 pm drop the gorilla in a place to cause chaos and rob stores 36 cubed Osmond 9:03 pm Exactly, distraction to get what you want skullstronaut 9:04 pm (( this girl sounds like lisa )) NoodlesAtNight 9:04 pm ((i was thinking that)) NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm ((it IS)) opatoes 9:05 pm Martha, why would you do that? NoodlesAtNight 9:06 pm [[ABSOLUTELY UNFORGIVEN.]] verdigrisprowl 9:06 pm It's not necessarily the gorilla. It might have been someone impersonating him. Including stealing his preferred foods. opatoes 9:07 pm Could it be a zookeeper? They would know the gorilla's preferences. Osmond 9:07 pm I think it could be someone using him... yeah, like the zookeeper UnkillableJazz 9:07 pm Gorillas don't have use for money opatoes 9:07 pm Perhaps the zoo was low on funding. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:07 pm Money can be used to buy many bananas. Osmond 9:07 pm Or he hates his job and wants a better, bigger life opatoes 9:07 pm Explain. Osmond 9:08 pm Why would the gorilla steal bananas and cash to get more bananas? He knows he can steal them Something ain't adding up NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm [[Refrigerator money. He'll need a place to store his goods.]] verdigrisprowl 9:09 pm Maybe he has to pay for services as well. You can't steal a service, but you can steal the means to bribe someone to perform a service. UnkillableJazz 9:09 pm Still say he's got a van driver Osmond 9:11 pm 14 hours a day? Phew what's that like? verdigrisprowl 9:11 pm Nearly enough. opatoes 9:11 pm I wish I could sleep that much per day. UnkillableJazz 9:11 pm They brought the girl? NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm [[He'd settle for four.]] skullstronaut 9:11 pm Not the possibility that its not the gorilla. Chaoit 9:11 pm ((annnnd I'm out Chaoit 9:12 pm ((literally out verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm Four?! Osmond 9:12 pm You and me both verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm ((bye~)) Chaoit 9:12 pm ((f'night! NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm ((aw, bye)) Osmond 9:12 pm (( night!! Four is a solid number verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm I would die. NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm [[What do you think he does Sunday nights.]] opatoes 9:13 pm Four hours of sleep sound enjoyable right now. verdigrisprowl 9:13 pm Die? NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm [[Nearly.]] *Deep, deep recharge.* verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm ... Why don't you just... get enough sleep each night. Osmond 9:14 pm *he feels some empathy for your soundwave. that is a relatable claim* NoodlesAtNight 9:14 pm [[So much to do.]] verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm So do it on Sunday, when you won't have to die because you've got adequate sleep the rest of the week. NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm [[And have to listen to everyone he isn't interested in talking about their interface life?]] [[He'll take the rest.]] Swerester 9:15 pm [frowns] Shouldn't they take into account ALL information, including gorilla needs for rest. Whether she likes the gorilla or not, she's already made it clear that it's an objective fact that Grunt couldn't possibly make the distance without a chance to rest. verdigrisprowl 9:16 pm *mumbles* Well, what if I talked about mine more? *... although to be fair soundwave is most of it.* NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm [[..............He could be persuaded to reconsider his opinion.]] verdigrisprowl 9:16 pm You're correct—they absolutely should take all information into account. Osmond 9:16 pm *jazz overheard that prowl, but doesn't say anything* Osmond 9:17 pm They haven't been considering /all/ information this entire time verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm *that's very generous of jazz* skullstronaut 9:17 pm They're bias. Swerester 9:17 pm [crosses arms] I think maybe it's bad police work to ignore physical abilities of the culprit in figuring out if something is possible. verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm It is. Osmond 9:17 pm There we go verdigrisprowl 9:18 pm Oh, she apologized. Good of her. NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm [[...At some point this very educated young human is going to inform them that their 'monkey' is, in fact, an ape. Yes?]] Swerester 9:19 pm Maybe Is there a difference? Osmond 9:19 pm She keeps calling Grunt a gorilla... you think they'd catch on NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm [[Tails.]] Swerester 9:19 pm Oh. UnkillableJazz 9:20 pm Grunt must be hiding somewhere Swerester 9:22 pm //god the lisa voice opatoes 9:22 pm Is it really Grunt, though? Osmond 9:23 pm but what about the robberies...? Scrap the SWAT team verdigrisprowl 9:23 pm If it wasn't the real gorilla, the human wouldn't have put himself into a cage while trying to get away with so many crimes. Osmond 9:23 pm she ain't messing around verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm (notice how they very cleverly avoided having to feature an actual gorilla in the show) ("oh he just... took himself home.") Osmond 9:24 pm (( yup xD how convenient opatoes 9:24 pm ((couldnt afford a gorilla rip NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm ((honestly i would've just had two guys in suits and claimed one was OBVIOUSLY a real gorilla)) verdigrisprowl 9:28 pm ... I really don't think this is a case for the swat team. Osmond 9:28 pm Nah, it's a bit much UnkillableJazz 9:28 pm That looks more like a real gorilla NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm [[And miss an opportunity to recreate a famous scene?]] opatoes 9:29 pm ... He looks very soft. NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm [[Both, please.]] UnkillableJazz 9:32 pm Gorillas don't speak english opatoes 9:32 pm ... I wish someone would pat my helm. UnkillableJazz 9:32 pm The gorilla is short compared to the description Osmond 9:33 pm Oh look Soundwave, they called him an ape UnkillableJazz 9:33 pm finally NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm [[Finally.]] *The things you learn when one of your deployers is a nature documentary fiend.* NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm [[It is as bad as calling an octopus a mere squid.]] Osmond 9:34 pm *looks offended* Who would ever call an octopus that?? NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm *Slow stare.* [[...What does it matter to you.]] Osmond 9:34 pm They are one of my favorites. UnkillableJazz 9:35 pm They're kind of cute Osmond 9:35 pm *smiles* they are definitely cute and smart! Clever little things NoodlesAtNight 9:36 pm *This is a setup. He just doesn't know how.* Osmond 9:36 pm Do ya got a favorite one Sounders? verdigrisprowl 9:36 pm *oh hey soundwave hey the jazzes like octopuses too* NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm [[...A favorite what.]] *SUSPICIOUS* verdigrisprowl 9:37 pm *isn't that great and not at all suspicious* UnkillableJazz 9:37 pm I prefer owls, but octopi are cool Great escapists Osmond 9:37 pm Octopus? Ya know there are a couple Yea! Ooo owls are a solid, cool choice too! Probably in my top ten UnkillableJazz 9:38 pm 1.5 hours NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm [[A couple. Hmph.]] *Sits up.* [[There are around /300/ kinds.]] verdigrisprowl 9:38 pm They're so slow. Is that normal? I've never seen humans do math that slowly. NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm [[A /couple./]] *Honestly. If you're going to trap him somehow, do your research.* NoodlesAtNight 9:39 pm [[We should watch more humans do math to find out.]] Osmond 9:39 pm *chuckles* Yeah, "couple" was more a phrase. You know a general sum... big general, vague sum. Anyway, Sounders, out of the around 300 kinds do ya have a favorite? verdigrisprowl 9:39 pm I like that idea. verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm *these aren't just mathematicians who are also cops.* *these are mathematicians who are also cops and have terrible social and communication skills.* Swerester 9:40 pm //they;r prowls Osmond 9:40 pm (( yuuupppp verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm *Prowl appreciates these mathematician cops with poor social skills.* Swerester 9:42 pm I don't think bears are safe. skullstronaut 9:42 pm *It's like looking into a mirror* UnkillableJazz 9:42 pm oh, by the allspark. don' do that Osmond 9:43 pm Bears are /not/ the best choice. Well plot twist opatoes 9:43 pm W Osmond 9:45 pm we all knew it wasn't going to be simple NoodlesAtNight 9:47 pm *He's decided.* [[Amphioctopus marginatus.]] opatoes 9:47 pm ... May the floss be with you? What is flossing Swerester 9:47 pm //their slang is so painful i'm laughing verdigrisprowl 9:47 pm ... Which one is that? Swerester 9:48 pm Did he... follow the car? NoodlesAtNight 9:49 pm [[The coconut octopus. They pull together coconut shells or other similar objects for shelter. And walk on two legs, sometimes.]] [[Quite clever.]] verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm Oh. That one. *he knows that one. ... because of soundwave.* Osmond 9:50 pm *pauses for a second, comparing the answer to any of his memories/previous research. even if he doesn't quite remember Jazz plays along* Oh yeah! Aren't they the only ones who can do that? Osmond 9:51 pm Or one of the only... they are all clever, but ya know, could be that eight-legged buddy's style verdigrisprowl 9:52 pm ... Why is he holding his calculator like... NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm *Prowl knows more than any other bot has a right to, because of Soundwave.* [[One of only two who regularly walk that way, and the primary shell user. Although gloomy octopuses have been known to treat shells as weapons.]] [[And a calculator is a serious weapon in the right hands.]] [[Besides, if he forgot his badge, he probably forgot his gun.]] verdigrisprowl 9:54 pm Not THAT kind of weapon. Unless you're—I don't know—Skids or something. Swerester 9:54 pm [snorts] NoodlesAtNight 9:54 pm [[A little creativity...]] Swerester 9:54 pm I don't think I ever saw Skids using one that way Osmond 9:54 pm *is genuinely interested to refresh his memory on octopus and talk about them more * verdigrisprowl 9:56 pm *points* I've done that. The—copying tracks. Osmond 9:56 pm *smiles* yeah, any guess? NoodlesAtNight 9:56 pm [[Oh? Is it very accurate?]] NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm [[...And what ways HAVE you seen this Skids mech using one?]] verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm Yes, but the cast he was making was sloppy. Swerester 9:57 pm Uh. Using them like... normal calculators, generally. verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm A calculator? I haven't seen him use a calculator. But I HAVE seen him using unconventional weapons. verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm $104,020? Are they trying to purchase something specific? opatoes 9:58 pm They have computers? I assumed this was ancient media. Perhaps it's for tax reasons? Although, if you are holding someone ransom, I suppose taxes are not a concern. verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm Pfff-- verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm Imagine trying to pay taxes on ransom money. NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[Just launder it first.]] opatoes 9:59 pm Pfhff- How would you file it? NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[...Is what he would say.]] UnkillableJazz 9:59 pm It's like a computer advertisement in a show Swerester 9:59 pm Why call the cops for the ransom? Wouldn't it make more sense to call his friends or family? NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[Well. At least they're polite.]] verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm At least it's a polite kidnapper. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:00 pm ((sorry, I'm zoning out completely- I'm gonna turn in for the night. pretend that the dragon does dragon things for the rest of the movie night)) verdigrisprowl 10:00 pm ... Maybe he's singing notes that have a meaning? opatoes 10:00 pm ((... i thought being pitch perfect was being able to identify a pitch exactly aszcxv i was off)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:00 pm ((ilu all thank you for looking at my horrible banana gif)) NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm ((awww okay, goodnight ;; )) verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm *looks at Soundwave. what notes is he singing.* ((it can mean hearing or singing it perfectly)) Swerester 10:01 pm He knows the zipcode. opatoes 10:01 pm ((OH, oh, okay Swerester 10:01 pm What's a zipcode NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm *Glances over. Oh. Is that a - is that a request look? He'll pass the notes over.* verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm ((typically if you can hear it perfectly, you can then sing it perfectly)) verdigrisprowl 10:02 pm Humans divide their territory into smaller areas and assign each small territory a number to keep track of them more easily. The numbers are zip codes. Swerester 10:03 pm Oh,. verdigrisprowl 10:03 pm ((that forlorn man with the laundry)) Osmond 10:04 pm Do /not/ let George answer.... nevermind Swerester 10:05 pm They're... all in red ties NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm [[They do if they're Ravage.]] verdigrisprowl 10:06 pm I appreciate that they took the time to ask questions about what kind of math has been used. Swerester 10:06 pm They use a lot of kids in their cop work. Is that normal? NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm *Note: Convince reporters to ask that exact question more often.* Osmond 10:07 pm (( soundwave's mental note made me laugh cause I sometimes think that of my stations reporters xD (I'm a producer for a local news station) Osmond 10:08 pm I don't think using kids to solve crime is... normal verdigrisprowl 10:08 pm It wasn't normal when *I* was undercover in Earth's police. And I spent some time with the LAPD. NoodlesAtNight 10:08 pm ((oh man that is NEAT)) verdigrisprowl 10:09 pm ... Ice doesn't sink. NoodlesAtNight 10:09 pm [[It does if what it's sinking is a ship.]] verdigrisprowl 10:10 pm *smacks the arm of Soundwave's chair* Swerester 10:10 pm How... How does he know their number? verdigrisprowl 10:10 pm ((the accusatory point at the phone)) NoodlesAtNight 10:10 pm *Bobs his head.* [[It was disrespectful. You are right.]] verdigrisprowl 10:10 pm *but it was funny. he's not going to admit that.* Osmond 10:11 pm *surprised at the smack sound, looking over at Prowl and Soundwave. shakes helm in amusement before looking back at the screen* verdigrisprowl 10:12 pm ((imagine the random person they call while trying to figure out this number)) Swerester 10:12 pm //looks at my own phone number verdigrisprowl 10:13 pm ((this slang is TERRIBLE)) Osmond 10:13 pm (( I think by terrible you mean AMAZING xD )) NoodlesAtNight 10:13 pm [[Of course it's at glockenspiel way.]] UnkillableJazz 10:14 pm *chuckles* NoodlesAtNight 10:14 pm [[They have -- hah. They have trouble recognizing non-mathematical patterns. A good thing they have the musical child with them.]] Osmond 10:14 pm *laughs* primus... they almost kicked him out opatoes 10:14 pm Fight him. opatoes 10:16 pm fphfhfhff Swerester 10:16 pm Oh my god verdigrisprowl 10:16 pm He's a very poor kidnapper. But a very friendly one. opatoes 10:16 pm Life would be much simpler if it was always this way, I assume. verdigrisprowl 10:17 pm I wish all criminals were that genial. ((they're married)) opatoes 10:17 pm It would make the work a bit more pleasant, I'm sure. Swerester 10:19 pm I think you mean kidnapping UnkillableJazz 10:19 pm kidnapping not stealing opatoes 10:19 pm How is your work, generally? Is it similar to this series? ... Is this your work? I assumed, but I may be wrong. NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm [[Is that a specific crime? Does it happen often?]] verdigrisprowl 10:19 pm Maybe musicians aren't considered people. NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm *ARMOR FLUFF* Osmond 10:19 pm ouch Swerester 10:19 pm [coughs] NoodlesAtNight 10:19 pm *He's searching the Tyrest Accord for that later, just you wait.* verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm *absent-mindedly leans over to pat Soundwave* It's a bad law, if they're not. UnkillableJazz 10:20 pm if that's the case then they're takin' advice from the old senate opatoes 10:20 pm ... phff verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm *just for you, Not-Smokescreen. Who's on first.* NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm *Settles slightly.* [[He'll see it changed if that's so. Especially if it is because of the old Senate.]] verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm ... They're humans, I doubt they're taking advice from anyone. NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm *Settles more when he realizes what they're watching.* opatoes 10:21 pm O. OH. OHhhh. UnkillableJazz 10:21 pm oh that's a funny one Osmond 10:21 pm I'll help ya with that-- changing that law-- Sounders *knows Soundwave would never accept his help but hey he'll throw it out there* opatoes 10:21 pm phfpfphh--ehahah Primus, Primus- Swerester 10:22 pm [holds face and cackles] NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm *In between almost-restrained trembles.* [[Hm. Y-- yes, he will. He will consider that.]] *Jazz has impressed him twice so far, after all. And Prowl doesn't seem suspicious.* verdigrisprowl 10:22 pm *leans forward, puts his elbows on his knees, and laces his hands in front of his mouth.* Osmond 10:23 pm *nods to Soundwave, but chuckling at the skit* NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm *Yellow lines start crackling at the edges of his visor.* verdigrisprowl 10:24 pm *his shoulders are trembling* Swerester 10:25 pm [muffled behind his hands] This is literally a conversation between me and Ten. verdigrisprowl 10:25 pm *muffled* That's mean. NoodlesAtNight 10:25 pm [[How they - how they remember all of...]] *Pause* [[Who's Ten?]] Swerester 10:25 pm My bartender. A legislator. [still muffled giggling] All he can say is Ten. opatoes 10:25 pm /Smokescreen is shaking, trying to keep himself from breaking into laughter./ NoodlesAtNight 10:26 pm [[Does he - write?]] *Maybe he just has a vocal glitch.* Swerester 10:26 pm I've never seen him write, but he can draw and he can carve toys. Osmond 10:26 pm *has his lips covered, stifling laughs* Osmond 10:27 pm *snickering* "naturally" *snickering* verdigrisprowl 10:27 pm Drr—eheh— *AHEM.* Drift was teaching him chirolinguistics. At least in this universe. opatoes 10:27 pm Wait, carve toys? Swerester 10:27 pm I don't know if he is teaching him in ours, but he doesn't seem to mind not being able to talk. He just says 'Ten'. We get his meaning. opatoes 10:27 pm sfDasdXCVNB Prowl, thank you. NoodlesAtNight 10:28 pm *...Wonders what he'd hear if he listened in on Ten.* verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm You're welcome. Swerester 10:28 pm Feel free to talk to him sometime. I think he likes friends. NoodlesAtNight 10:28 pm [[Ah. Well. He - he doesn't claim to be friendly, but he would. Speak, sometime.]] opatoes 10:28 pm ... Would he enjoy toys of some kind? Swerester 10:29 pm He might, not sure. You'd have to see if he wants them. NoodlesAtNight 10:29 pm *Get it together, Soundwave. Your mental broadcast is losing focus and fritzing out. Repeats are bad.* opatoes 10:29 pm Hm. Perhaps I can make something else soon, then. I have a few new materials I want to test out. Osmond 10:30 pm do ya often make toys? verdigrisprowl 10:30 pm I don't know that we have anything in common. *Prowl doesn't want him to be lonely, though. He's got a soft spot for mechs that can't speak.* opatoes 10:30 pm No, I make puzzles. Osmond 10:31 pm Ahh even better opatoes 10:31 pm Better? Swerester 10:31 pm He was one of Tyrest's legislators before. But he's pretty cool. Osmond 10:32 pm Puzzles better than regular toys, sure. Puzzles can be complex, intriguing, good learning tool, rewarding. Toys-- depending on the toy-- can get boring after a while. Flat. NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm [[The Tyrest who gave his name to the Accord?]] opatoes 10:32 pm Exactly! Yes, exactly- do you enjoy puzzles? What is your name? Swerester 10:32 pm Yeah like. Tyrest Tyrest. verdigrisprowl 10:32 pm The only Tyrest I know of. ... Barring alternates. Osmond 10:32 pm *smiles* Mech, I love puzzles. Name's Jazz NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm [[His name is Tyrest of Tyrest?]] Swerester 10:33 pm I-- I'm not sure actually. verdigrisprowl 10:33 pm No. Just Tyrest. He's a—one of those people that only goes by one name. The way nobody says "Optimus Prime of Rodion." Swerester 10:33 pm [frowns. can he even *be* Tyrest of a place if he's a god?] NoodlesAtNight 10:33 pm [[Ah. Like him, when he did not want anyone to know where he was from.]] *Pause.* [[What has he got to hide.]] Swerester 10:34 pm [clamps mouth shut] verdigrisprowl 10:34 pm He's just ancient. I'd suspect that the place he's from doesn't exist anymore. opatoes 10:34 pm Really? Perhaps- perhaps I can show you a few I've made. I have been making puzzles for- for a long period of time. I might have the only remaining collection of Cybertronian puzzles in the universe. Swerester 10:34 pm [wait, he's dead and maybe it doesn't apply to other Tyrests?] opatoes 10:34 pm The largest, without a doubt. Osmond 10:35 pm Now, you are speaking my language. Hell yea! I'd dig that. How many we talking? *is on the edge of his seat with interest* verdigrisprowl 10:35 pm Anyway, particularly important people always seem to get their locations dropped from their names. And he's been particularly important at /least/ since the Golden Age. Swerester 10:35 pm Yeah. Haha. NoodlesAtNight 10:36 pm [[He's THAT o--]] *Wait. The golden age is barely anything here. ... But still.* [[He is that old?]] opatoes 10:37 pm How many... I would say close to a hundred unique puzzles or so? I have lost many over time, but I have blueprints for each puzzle I obtain so I can make more. verdigrisprowl 10:37 pm He's—was—an unparalleled renaissance mech. A master of engineering and of the legal system. Swerester 10:37 pm He's uh. He's REALLY old. Iiiis your Tyrest dead? verdigrisprowl 10:37 pm Yeah. He really is. opatoes 10:37 pm There are a few puzzles I received from museums that are in surprisingly good condition, as well. verdigrisprowl 10:37 pm *long sigh* No. Missing, somewhere. NoodlesAtNight 10:37 pm *Glance at Swerve.* [[Is yours alive?]] Swerester 10:37 pm Nnno, he's dead. Very very dead. verdigrisprowl 10:37 pm Half of what's left of Autobot High Command is out chasing after him, last I heard. Osmond 10:38 pm That's amazing! Oh-- sorry, heh, what's you name? verdigrisprowl 10:38 pm ... Unfortunate. Deserved, I suppose, but—unfortunate. Swerester 10:38 pm Okay well if they find him, keep him away from Pharma and or anyone who says he is the Grand Architect. verdigrisprowl 10:38 pm *quizzical look* Why? NoodlesAtNight 10:38 pm [[Who killed him?]] *Maybe they can stop him h--* [[He's sorry. Pharma? Pharma. The one who was pulled through the portal?]] Swerester 10:38 pm Yyyes. NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm [[...Then that should be easy. Pharma is dead.]] Swerester 10:39 pm Yeah. He kinda was. And then he wasn't. [jazz hands] verdigrisprowl 10:39 pm ... What happened. Swerester 10:39 pm So, you remember how Rung was. Uh. You know. opatoes 10:39 pm You think so? ... Thank you very much, Jazz. My name is Smokescreen. verdigrisprowl 10:39 pm Yeees? NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm *Nodding.* verdigrisprowl 10:39 pm *he's turning around in his chair to face Swerve* Swerester 10:40 pm [leaning back slowly] So uh. Turns out Pharma was mostly dead and then he got possessed. verdigrisprowl 10:40 pm ... Byyy? Osmond 10:40 pm Nice to meet ya formally Smokescreen, but yeah. I haven't had a good puzzle in ages. Swerester 10:40 pm Adaptus. NoodlesAtNight 10:40 pm [[What.]] [[He was possessed by a... t-cog?]] Swerester 10:41 pm You know--We never saw his real form we just saw Pharma-possessed-by-Adaptus. NoodlesAtNight 10:41 pm *Is that the right legend? It's so hard keeping all these damned Primes straight between timelines.* verdigrisprowl 10:41 pm *opens mouth.* ... *shuts mouth.* Swerester 10:41 pm He's the one who told us who Rung is. verdigrisprowl 10:41 pm ... Okay. ... How do you know it wasn't Pharma CLAIMING he was being possessed by Adaptus? NoodlesAtNight 10:42 pm [[Next you'll tell him you found all the rest of them.]] Swerester 10:42 pm I- [coughs] opatoes 10:42 pm Well, perhaps I could show you one of mine. I brought one for Prowl's magnemite, but that one should be solved by magnemite first. Swerester 10:42 pm According to Adaptus, we did? Sort of? Not that any of them remembered more than Rung did. verdigrisprowl 10:43 pm Again, HOW do you know it's actually Adaptus? Swerester 10:44 pm Because Pharma definitely was not nearly old enough or in the right places for some of the information he had, including the situation we were in, unless he was being possessed by a time traveling Adaptus. verdigrisprowl 10:44 pm ... Might have been someone else just as old puppeting him. Swerester 10:45 pm Rung seemed pretty convinced honestly. I think that was the biggest factor--*Frag*! Osmond 10:45 pm That sounds fair. Another puzzle for another time then. Do you have a favorite? Maybe bring that one in? *aaaandd possessed by a time-traveling Adaptus vaguely catches part of Jazz's attention* NoodlesAtNight 10:45 pm *Tilts his head. What.* Swerester 10:45 pm I just had a thought/ NoodlesAtNight 10:45 pm [[He'll forego the snippy comment. Speak.]] UnkillableJazz 10:45 pm ((heading to sleep)) *Jazz waves as he heads out, as interesting as the debate he's watching is he'll miss his rift home at this rate* opatoes 10:46 pm ... I can make a duplicate of my favorite. /He still isn't trusting enough to risk his favorite puzzle./ NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm ((ah goodnight!!)) verdigrisprowl 10:46 pm *nods. speak.* opatoes 10:46 pm ((Nini! Osmond 10:46 pm (( night!! )) verdigrisprowl 10:46 pm ((gnight)) Swerester 10:46 pm The DJD literally killed Mortilus. NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm [[WHAT.]] Swerester 10:46 pm I mean, assuming everything is correct. opatoes 10:46 pm /Are there drinks? Smokescreen is going to go to where the drink table was located last time, trying to find a drink./ NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm [[You will explain at once.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:47 pm *If they're capable of killing mechs like that, he's definitely going to need to up the defenses back home.* verdigrisprowl 10:47 pm *there are engex cans and two jugs of mysterious Mixmaster brew.* Osmond 10:47 pm If it ain't too much work, I'd be down. *then looks over in the direction of their ongoing conversation* NoodlesAtNight 10:47 pm ((i like how it looks like you're suggesting mix's brew as an anti-djd weapon)) Swerester 10:48 pm Censere--the Necrobot! On his planet. It was just before Rodimus and the others went to the alternate Cybertron universe. verdigrisprowl 10:48 pm ((LOL)) Swerester 10:48 pm He was dead when we got there, and it was the DJD's work. Osmond 10:48 pm (( I honestly thought that for a second )) verdigrisprowl 10:48 pm ... The /Necrobot/ is Mortilus. Of course. Of course he is. Of course. That's the most obvious— Of course. opatoes 10:48 pm /Smokescreen is taking a jug of mixmaster brew, and an empty cube, and is taking them both back to his seat./ Swerester 10:48 pm In my universe at least. verdigrisprowl 10:48 pm ... The same Mortilus that likes picking flowers. Swerester 10:48 pm Yes. verdigrisprowl 10:48 pm Sure. verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm Okay. That's not the wildest—okay. NoodlesAtNight 10:49 pm *To Prowl.* [[That is the one rumored to mark dead mechs on a list, yes?]] verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm Yes, that one. Swerester 10:49 pm I mean, he's actually the most obvious of the group. How did we get on this subject again. verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm The one that every creepy cult is dedicated to. NoodlesAtNight 10:49 pm *Visibly wilts.* [[...How disappointing. He wanted to speak with that mech...]] verdigrisprowl 10:50 pm I suspect that's why the DJD went after him—drawing Decepticons away from worshiping Megatron. Swerester 10:50 pm Honestly I think it was more just because he was there. verdigrisprowl 10:50 pm You know, I believe that too. opatoes 10:50 pm Who would even worship Megatron? NoodlesAtNight 10:50 pm *Has an extra reason to hate the DJD now.* *As if he needed one.* Swerester 10:51 pm It's been awhile since that particular adventure so I don't remember all the specific details or if we ever figured out all of what happened. verdigrisprowl 10:51 pm The DJD. Osmond 10:51 pm *mumbles in response to Smokescreen* You'd be surprised... verdigrisprowl 10:52 pm ... Wait. What does this have to do with keeping Tyrest away from Pharma? Pharma-slash-Adaptus, I assume? Does—what—does Adaptus try to possess /him/ next? Swerester 10:52 pm Nooo, he kills him. After the whole monologue and explanations thing. verdigrisprowl 10:52 pm Oh. Well. I can't blame him, honestly. Swerester 10:52 pm Though I guess in his defense Tyrest sorta tried to kill him first. Swerester 10:53 pm Not that it's much of a defense. verdigrisprowl 10:53 pm If I was one-fifth of a god I'd probably be miffed at someone who tried to kill half my species, too. opatoes 10:53 pm ... The DJD. Oh. Oh, yes. I think I met one of those bots one time. Fairly annoying. Would not stop trying to look into my own business. NoodlesAtNight 10:53 pm *The tiniest thing that sounds like "dsrvit" sneaks through while Soundwave is distracted by hatred over Tarn and his crew.* Swerester 10:54 pm Y-yeah. Osmond 10:54 pm I think "miff" might be a gentle way of putting it verdigrisprowl 10:54 pm Yes, I was trying for humorous understatement. Osmond 10:55 pm Successful, adding to it verdigrisprowl 10:55 pm Oh, thanks. ... Byt /Tyrest/ tried to kill /Adaptus/? Hold on, that—that makes no sense. The last time he was seen, Tyrest was—was /obsessed/ with gods and divinity, and—and—purity and divine retribution and all that. He wouldn't try to kill a god. Or did he not believe Pharma was actually possessed by a god? Or—does his obsession only extend to Primus and stop before the other four? Swerester 10:55 pm Um. Swerester 10:56 pm [wrings fingers nervously] It's a bit more complicated than that? verdigrisprowl 10:56 pm Then I suggest you explain. NoodlesAtNight 10:56 pm [[He is not surprised the glitch looked into your personal business. He puts his insignia mask everywhere it does not belong.]] *At Smokescreen* verdigrisprowl 10:56 pm *what's swerve nervous about? HE didn't start the fight, did he?* NoodlesAtNight 10:57 pm *Oh, wait. He's missing details, here. Rewind, Soundwave. Play back and process alongside the new data.* opatoes 10:57 pm Insignia mask? I don't believe it was that bot. Swerester 10:57 pm HewaskindafraggedoffaboutlearningactuallyhewasSolomusandthatAdaptusactuallynotonlystartedthefightbetweenthegodseveryoneblamedMortilusforbutalsocausedinformationcreepandmadethemforgetwhotheywereinanattempttokillthem verdigrisprowl 10:57 pm *stares* Swerester 10:58 pm So he was sort of mad that he'd forgotten his own identity? Among, uh. Other stuff. verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm *there's a whole lot of information packed into all of that* Osmond 10:58 pm uh huh.... verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm *here's what Prowl takes out of it:* ... I 'faced a god?! Swerester 10:58 pm What verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm ............ *claps hands over mouth* NoodlesAtNight 10:58 pm *Immediately looks at Prowl* @P: [[You are never allowed to make another Primus as his dom joke again.]] Osmond 10:58 pm /what/ verdigrisprowl 10:59 pm *hey. don't mind him. he's hiding his face in the back of his chair.* Swerester 10:59 pm [slowly sinking in his chair] Oh wow. NoodlesAtNight 10:59 pm [[...Was it worthwhile, at least?]] verdigrisprowl 10:59 pm *he's going to try to push soundwave's chair away without lifting his head* verdigrisprowl 11:00 pm *it doesn't work* *it actually pushes his own chair the other direction* NoodlesAtNight 11:00 pm *Pulls Prowl's chair back. Come over here.* Osmond 11:00 pm *jazz is just watching you prowl with a mixture of curiosity, surprise at least visible* *into jazz then probably* *nope there Prowl goes back over to soundwave* um... Prowler? NoodlesAtNight 11:00 pm @P: [[He apologizes. He is not making fun. He is legitimately curious.]] Swerester 11:00 pm I'm kinda disappointed I didn't get to 'face a god. verdigrisprowl 11:01 pm UM. SO. INFO CREEP, huh. Swerester 11:01 pm YEAH! He uh. Caused that too. opatoes 11:01 pm ... Info creep? /He's finally starting to pay attention to the conversation again, taking a sip from the cube of mystery grade/ Swerester 11:02 pm Yeah where information deteriorates over time. Which makes sense because it was only twelve million years ago! There were bots definitely around then who should have remembered who they all were but didn't, because of it. And then the stories about them got all mixed up and rewritten because of memory fading. opatoes 11:03 pm Only twelve million? NoodlesAtNight 11:03 pm [[...They lost who they were after that little time?]] Swerester 11:03 pm EM pulse. verdigrisprowl 11:03 pm What—you mean like, all of it? He caused ALL info creep? Swerester 11:03 pm It scrambled everyone on the planet, which left them disoriented and confused apparently. And that em pulse is what created info creep. I dunno how it passed to new bots. verdigrisprowl 11:04 pm *looks up* Then—info creep isn't /natural/? Swerester 11:04 pm Apparently not? According to what he told us. verdigrisprowl 11:04 pm ... Is there a way to reverse it? Swerester 11:04 pm Oh but it does explain why no one can ever rememer Rung's name! Swerester 11:05 pm I dunno, but now that you ask, maybe we can look into that. opatoes 11:05 pm ... I am going to head to berth, as I am somewhat tired. May I take this jug? I can return it next time. NoodlesAtNight 11:05 pm [[Go back. You said they lost themselves by twelve million. When does it hit its stride? How long until they forget who they are?]] *Absent wave to Smokescreen with a feeler.* Swerester 11:06 pm I mean, they lost themselves pretty much immediately after the blast. The em Pulse removed their memories of their identities. Osmond 11:06 pm *waves to Smokescreen* nice meet ya Swerester 11:06 pm So it was after the Knights were forged, though. NoodlesAtNight 11:06 pm [[The mechs who came after them, then. When did they forget? When were the Knights forged?]] *Please. Please let it be a high number. Don't let it be any time soon. Please. He doesn't want to lose another person.* opatoes 11:06 pm Nice to meet you as well, Jazz. Thank you for the entertainment tonight again, Prowl. Swerester 11:07 pm The Knights were the first generation. So pretty much immediately. verdigrisprowl 11:07 pm So—no, that messes up the timeline of info creep completely. All the calculations on info creep were BASED on the oldest generation, with the "oldest generation" being bots that would be twelve million if they were still alive today. Swerester 11:08 pm I'm not sure if there's a specific time when info creep actually becomes a problem honestly? I know of some bots who experience it who are only Roddy's age and he's about four million. verdigrisprowl 11:08 pm But they didn't forget who they were by a certain age, they forgot EVERYTHING twelve million years ago. Correct? It's—it's not "creep" at all. It hit them all at once and then only later they came to the conclusion that it had "crept" up on them with age. verdigrisprowl 11:09 pm Have—have their been new studies? Do younger bots ACTUALLY forget as much as the older generations did all at once? Has anyone checked? Swerester 11:09 pm Seems so? But there *are* cases where info creep happens. Chromedome calls it memory fatigue? Memories start to decay. That is a thing that happens--Nautia says on Caminus they call it 'blurred data'. verdigrisprowl 11:09 pm Maybe it's—not even real? A few frayed memories, okay, that's one thing, that happens in every computer system. But with info creep, eventually you lose—huge things. verdigrisprowl 11:10 pm DO we naturally lose huge things? Or is it just—just a few faces and names from millions of years ago? Swerester 11:10 pm [frowns thoughtfully] From what I understand of it, since I haven't experienced it myself as far as I know, it's the latter. Older memories get corrupted and we rewrite them. Details get forgotten or misremembered, that kind of thing. verdigrisprowl 11:10 pm Then that's nothing like the syndrome that makes people—that makes people forget the origins of gods and myths! verdigrisprowl 11:11 pm Maybe it's not going to happen, then! Maybe when we're all ten million we'll still remember the important things! NoodlesAtNight 11:11 pm [[...He hopes so.]] *And he's not talking about himself. He doesn't have that problem.* Swerester 11:12 pm [frowns harder] Maybe it's like with human stories? Since everyone forgot was confused and disoriented for awhile after, they misremembered the stories and because of the misremembering, the stories mutated through oral retellings with details changed and rewritten to fill in what they forgot. verdigrisprowl 11:12 pm Exactly—exactly. Swerester 11:13 pm That was sort of what Adaptus implied happened, and then it became known as info creep later. Maybe they just assumed natural decay of small details and the entire giant hole of forgotten things from the blast were from the same source. And since they had no way to know otherwise it became fact? verdigrisprowl 11:15 pm We now KNOW for a FACT that our historical records circa twelve million years ago aren't unreliable BECAUSE of info creep but because of one massive psychological weapon. That hasn't happened SINCE then, right? When—when Nova Prime and Galvatron crawled out of the dead universe, they hadn't forgotten what happened on Cybertron before the unification, did they? That would be the same time ago to them as the age of myths when info creep was first described. When KUP came out of the dead universe, he hadn't forgotten his life from FOURTEEN BILLION years ago. Swerester 11:15 pm Is Kup actually fourteen billion verdigrisprowl 11:15 pm Yes, Kup is actually fourteen billion. Time travel was involved. Swerester 11:15 pm Wow, that's wild. verdigrisprowl 11:16 pm Unless the dead universe does damn strange things to your brain module—besides making you want to kill all life—then—then—info creep isn't real at all. We'll still remember all the things that matter. Osmond 11:16 pm *its taking all of this in for right now* Swerester 11:16 pm Huh. That might be right. verdigrisprowl 11:17 pm *takes a deep breath* NoodlesAtNight 11:17 pm [[...Then why did everyone forget about Alpha Trion? Where he's from.]] Swerester 11:17 pm Or if it does exist, then it's not nearly on as large a scale or as bad a thing as we all have thought this whole time. verdigrisprowl 11:17 pm *lets out a long, LONG sigh.* Swerester 11:17 pm He's uh. Hm. verdigrisprowl 11:17 pm Wouldn't YOU want to forget Alpha Trion? Swerester 11:17 pm [snorts] I don't think I've ever met him. NoodlesAtNight 11:17 pm [[And lose access to the Covenant and Quill?]] Swerester 11:18 pm //me @ swerve *I* know trion's an original prime, but do YOU know this swerve Osmond 11:18 pm *very very gently touches Prowl's shoulder before pulling his servo away, mildly concern* *goes back to listening* verdigrisprowl 11:18 pm I don't know about any quill, but— *STARTS* Yes? Swerester 11:18 pm I feel like I was saying something earlier but I forgot. Osmond 11:18 pm Hm? Nothing, just making sure you were good. Please continue NoodlesAtNight 11:18 pm [[That's not funny.]] Swerester 11:19 pm No I mean--I got distracted from something else I wanted to say and then forgot what it was. I got really focused on the info creep thing. verdigrisprowl 11:19 pm Yeah. Fine. I'm fine. *relieved, actually. the fear of his mind deteriorating has been— he's been— it's— That's one less route he has to worry about it coming from.* Osmond 11:20 pm *nods, soft smile but doesn't comment anymore. Focused now* NoodlesAtNight 11:20 pm *Rewinds in his head.* [[Everyone unfairly blamed Mortilus for what Adaptus did? Multiple Hand members are dead?]] Swerester 11:21 pm No it wasn't those--hrm. Well, if I remember what train of thought it was I'll remember. If not then oh well. verdigrisprowl 11:21 pm ... All hand members but... uh... Okay. There are two that, according to legend, turned into a brain module and the Matrix. One of them is Solomus. I don't remember which. The other one is... sssomeone. verdigrisprowl 11:22 pm THAT one isn't confirmed dead. Swerester 11:22 pm Epistimus? verdigrisprowl 11:22 pm Yes! That one. I'm not very familiar with them outside of Primus and Adaptus. Swerester 11:22 pm No, he's dead. Nickel smashed him into pieces. Swerester 11:23 pm In her defense she sort of saved the universe doing that. verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm Who? NoodlesAtNight 11:23 pm *Suddenly, with the kind of soft, almost pained quiet you get when you think you know and you deeply, desperately hope you're wrong, because otherwise that's 5 for 5:* verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm Oh, well, good for her. NoodlesAtNight 11:23 pm [[...Is Rung alive.]] verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm Last I heard. Swerester 11:23 pm I have no idea who she is, honestly. [opens mouth][closes mouth] verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm I've spoken to him since he found out all this. verdigrisprowl 11:24 pm I need to contact him again, in fact—I mean to give him Prophet's contact information. NoodlesAtNight 11:24 pm *Shakes his helm.* [[Not ours.]] *A slip? Maybe.* [[His.]] *Staring at Swerve.* [[Is. He. Alive?]] verdigrisprowl 11:25 pm *turns to Swerve* Swerester 11:25 pm [buries face in hands] We're assuming not, but in reality we don't actually *know*. The only thing in his hab were his glasses and twelve matrixes. verdigrisprowl 11:26 pm *reaches over and puts a hand on Soundwave's arm before he can—Prowl doesn't know—get upset.* *turns to Swerve and asks, very seriously,* Do you need all twelve. NoodlesAtNight 11:26 pm *....Sets a hand on that hand. Curls the fingers tight over it.* Swerester 11:27 pm We did, yeah/ They were one for each hot spot. We had to open all of them at the same time on the fake Primus from the alternate universe. No one even knows what he *d8di, he went off alone into his hab and that was the last anyone saw him. Rodimus went to ask if he'd been able to produce them and all he found were them and the glasses. verdigrisprowl 11:28 pm *that's a whole lot to unpack but Prowl is gonna leave it wrapped up for now.* Do you STILL need all twelve. Swerester 11:28 pm We opened them. They don't really exist anymore, I think. I'm not entirely sure where they went. verdigrisprowl 11:29 pm ... Not very robust, were they? Swerester 11:29 pm They weren't intended to be, I think. verdigrisprowl 11:29 pm Well. If any of them survived the—the fake Primus hot spots—then dibs. Dibs on one of them. NoodlesAtNight 11:30 pm [[A fake Primus. Why build something so - so disrespectful? How was it even done? Someone discovered Rung's secret before you?]] Swerester 11:30 pm It was an alternate Cybertron, so I might be able to get you some coordinates but. It was a universe where the functionists were never removed. verdigrisprowl 11:31 pm Oh, I've been to one of those. No fake Primuses. Swerester 11:31 pm It had an alt mode. The Senate were trying to invade our universe with it. verdigrisprowl 11:31 pm No Senates, either. NoodlesAtNight 11:31 pm *Where the - yes. Of course.* [[Of course they would do th--]] [][][]It?[][][] [[The alternate Cybertron? ... The alternate Cybertron had an alt mode?]] Swerester 11:32 pm I didn't get to go to its universe though, so I only know what the others told me about it. It was the universe Megatron was left in, though. And yeah, Cybertron had an alt mode and it was 'Primus'. Except, obviously, not Primus. verdigrisprowl 11:32 pm And no alt-modes on the one we visited. Of course the universes Megatron was left in went so much worse than the one I saw. Swerester 11:33 pm [considers. shoould he tell them about that Rung. Is that a can of worms he wants to open, when he really only knows what he heard from those who HAD gone?] Yeaaah apparently he never existed in their universe? ... Actually I think that universe even existed because of Brainstorm's briefcase? Percy didn't explain that too well. verdigrisprowl 11:33 pm The one that he opened in other universes but not in this one. verdigrisprowl 11:34 pm I read about his trial in the Lost Light Insider. Pity. Swerester 11:34 pm Yes. That briefcase. NoodlesAtNight 11:34 pm *He's just. Gonna put his free hand over his visor. One timeline's Primus mysteriously gone, no Matrices left. Another Cybertron - what? Pulled apart? Mangled? How does one tear the planet open and make it take a new shape? It's ruined, whatever happened to it. If there was a Primus there - somewhere in that planet's core, perhaps? - then there's no telling what damage was done to him in addition to the planet.* Swerester 11:34 pm Apparently Rewind shot and killed Megatron's original spark when they were there. verdigrisprowl 11:35 pm I read about it, yes. Swerester 11:35 pm So I guess the alternate Cybertron was a universe where Megatron stayed dead. verdigrisprowl 11:36 pm It's a damn pity he didn't stay that way everywhere. Osmond 11:37 pm Hm... Swerester 11:37 pm [frowns] Not sure if I'm mad or glad he didn't start another war in that alternate universe. Apparently he did start a revolution but this time it's not a completel genocide. Why couldn't he have done that from the start *here*? Swerester 11:38 pm Turns out he's a medic now. NoodlesAtNight 11:38 pm *Two more failures. Huge ones. A dead god and no remaining defenses in one, another just... ruined. He's too damned uninformed and slow to keep up with his promise. And what if something is happening here, now, in this timeline that he sometimes calls home? What if something is happening and it's too late to stop?*

*The rest of the conversation hardly matters to him at this point. He's just dimly lit and quiet, gripping Prowl's hand and adding nothing else. Chances are he'll stay like that for a bit while the conversation goes on.* verdigrisprowl 11:38 pm Ugh. Osmond 11:38 pm *harsh scoff* Swerester 11:39 pm [annoyed huff] This whole 'learning from his mistakes' thing would have been better if he'd done that *before* an entire war happened. verdigrisprowl 11:40 pm He didn't "learn from his mistakes." He got sad that he wasn't being worshiped as a dictator-god and changed his tactics. Swerester 11:40 pm Well, yes. But to hear him tell it, he learned from his mistakes. Osmond 11:40 pm He was always good with words.... Swerester 11:40 pm I'll give him saving Drift, I guess. But that's really not much. verdigrisprowl 11:41 pm So what? Swerester 11:41 pm But! Um. Yeah. If you run into Pharma possessed by a god, just kill him I guess. You know, before he kills anyone. verdigrisprowl 11:41 pm Genocidal warlord spares one life. So what? That sure balances out the billions of others, doesn't it. Swerester 11:41 pm Noot really no. Which is why I'm gonna kick anyone who says it does. verdigrisprowl 11:42 pm And give them a high kick from me. Swerester 11:42 pm Yes,. verdigrisprowl 11:43 pm Can't we just lock Pharma up? How powerful a god are we talking here? Are we talking mythological levels of power, or—well—Rung and Tyrest levels? *i.e., none really* Swerester 11:43 pm Rung and Tyrest, probably. The biggest problem we had I think was actually just lackeys? Swerester 11:44 pm I'm trying to remember who he had other than Tyrest. verdigrisprowl 11:44 pm So bring enough handcuffs for a large crew. Swerester 11:45 pm Probably, yeah. Honestly it seems like none of them were nearly as powerful as stories make them to be? They were just regular mechs with a bit of extra special powers. NoodlesAtNight 11:45 pm [[Names.]] *Small head lift.* [[When you remember them. He wants names.]] Swerester 11:46 pm Sure, if I know any of them by name. Otherwise I'll send descriptions. NoodlesAtNight 11:46 pm [[Good.]] *Tiny nod.* [[Thank you.]] verdigrisprowl 11:46 pm Makes sense. Why shouldn't they be regular mechs? *squeezes Soundwave's arm. Don't go murdering people just for working for Adaptus.* Swerester 11:46 pm [just spy on them extensively?] NoodlesAtNight 11:47 pm *He doesn't have to murder them. He just needs to watch their every movement as close as he can.* verdigrisprowl 11:47 pm *... still illegal but less illegal* Osmond 11:48 pm *best kind of illegal? the less illegal?* verdigrisprowl 11:48 pm *the least illegal is the best but honestly prowl will take what he can get* Swerester 11:49 pm [ironically Swerve may be the legalest bot in the room right now, since gossip is not illegal] verdigrisprowl 11:49 pm *hey, prowl is PERFECTLY legal* Swerester 11:50 pm [he's not counting the cop in that count] NoodlesAtNight 11:50 pm *Spiders Prowl is an outlier and shouldn't be counted* Swerester 11:50 pm //lmfao Swerester 11:50 pm [that is correct] verdigrisprowl 11:51 pm *hey. rude. prowl hasn't eaten any spiders in months.* Swerester 11:51 pm Should I give you like a week to roll over all of that new info before I drop any new really horrible news on you? NOt that I have any really horrible news to drop. I think. verdigrisprowl 11:51 pm Don't hold back any new really horrible news you come across. The sooner I know, the sooner I can prepare for it. NoodlesAtNight 11:52 pm [[He doubts there's anything you'll have to tell him he'll hate more than what he's already heard.]] [[So do not refrain.]] verdigrisprowl 11:52 pm But do check in on those Matrices for me. Swerester 11:52 pm //just wait soundwave Swerester 11:52 pm I will. NoodlesAtNight 11:52 pm ((someone's gonna Die)) Swerester 11:52 pm //lmao tbh Swerester 11:53 pm If anything I can at least find out if we did use them up or if Magnus or someone stuffed them away from dangerous hands. Swerester 11:54 pm I should probably head out then. Still gotta put up a sign not to steal the bar. NoodlesAtNight 11:54 pm [[Yes. Yes, you do.]] Swerester 11:54 pm Night! NoodlesAtNight 11:55 pm *Nods. Goodnight, Swerve. Even if you are the bearer of bad news.* Swerester 11:55 pm [woops. waves as he goes] verdigrisprowl 11:55 pm Evening. Osmond 11:55 pm *waits a moment before a soft sigh* guessin' that's my cue verdigrisprowl 11:56 pm You don't have to. *squeezes Soundwave one last time, then stands.* I should start cleaning, though. But you don't need to leave yet. Osmond 11:57 pm Do ya want help? I can at least be useful if I'm goin' to stay NoodlesAtNight 11:57 pm *Will help clean from where he is. He doesn't quite trust himself to stand yet.* Osmond 11:57 pm And I don't... *glances at Soundwave then back to Prowl and stands* want to over stay my welcome, ya know? verdigrisprowl 11:58 pm ... There wasn't as much drinking tonight—but if you pick up the trash, I'll get the rest. Osmond 11:58 pm Sure thing *starts getting the trash with a soft little hum* NoodlesAtNight 11:59 pm [[...Ah. He is sorry. If it is his turn to go--?]] *He's not sure. He does know Jazz has a higher amica slot, and probably all that goes with it.* verdigrisprowl 11:59 pm No, nobody's getting kicked out yet. Nobody has overstayed his welcome. When you have, I'll tell you to leave. Calm down and stop trying to kick yourselves out. Today NoodlesAtNight 12:00 am *Nods.* Osmond 12:00 am *small laugh and smiles* alright, alright. 10-4 Prowler. verdigrisprowl 12:00 am *it LOOKS like Prowl is taking a disproportionate amount of the labor—but honestly he's just opening a bridge under the remaining drinks to drop them back in his apartment, and under the chairs one by one to drop them back to the points in the library where they belong.* verdigrisprowl 12:01 am *he barely even has to move* *to Soundwave* Okay, NOW you need to stand up. *last chair.* NoodlesAtNight 12:01 am *He'll scoot himself up on his feelers and make a chair out of them instead.* Osmond 12:03 am *has the trash picked up* you goin' be alright there Sounders? NoodlesAtNight 12:03 am [[He is fine. He often uses them in place of furniture.]] verdigrisprowl 12:04 am *thinks that's not what Jazz means, but isn't going to push until/unless Soundwave indicates he wants to talk about it.* NoodlesAtNight 12:04 am *Ssssssomewhat grudgingly* [[Th...ank you for asking.]] *Ugh ugh* verdigrisprowl 12:05 am ... I don't remember it very well. To your question earlier. Osmond 12:05 am *its not but Jazz just hums and nods* gotcha... *pauses, looks at him and smiles politely* yeah of course, just figured check in. Wait...which question? Osmond 12:06 am *curious* NoodlesAtNight 12:06 am *Spinny processing wheel. Rewinding, rewinding...* [[Whether it was worth the time?]] verdigrisprowl 12:06 am Soundwave's. *nods* NoodlesAtNight 12:06 am [[Pity. You'd think interfacing with a god would be more... memorable.]] NoodlesAtNight 12:07 am [[Some special talent or other.]] verdigrisprowl 12:07 am Well. We were both inebriated. VERY inebriated. Osmond 12:07 am *oh that question* verdigrisprowl 12:07 am ... We got tangled in his cape. /That/ was memorable. NoodlesAtNight 12:07 am *Sharp huff.* Osmond 12:07 am pfft-- NoodlesAtNight 12:08 am [][][]No capes.[][][]

Osmond 12:03 am *has the trash picked up* you goin' be alright there Sounders? NoodlesAtNight 12:03 am [[He is fine. He often uses them in place of furniture.]] verdigrisprowl 12:04 am *thinks that's not what Jazz means, but isn't going to push until/unless Soundwave indicates he wants to talk about it.* NoodlesAtNight 12:04 am *Ssssssomewhat grudgingly* [[Th...ank you for asking.]] *Ugh ugh* verdigrisprowl 12:05 am ... I don't remember it very well. To your question earlier. Osmond 12:05 am *its not but Jazz just hums and nods* gotcha... *pauses, looks at him and smiles politely* yeah of course, just figured check in. Wait...which question? Osmond 12:06 am *curious* NoodlesAtNight 12:06 am *Spinny processing wheel. Rewinding, rewinding...* [[Whether it was worth the time?]] verdigrisprowl 12:06 am Soundwave's. *nods* NoodlesAtNight 12:06 am [[Pity. You'd think interfacing with a god would be more... memorable.]] NoodlesAtNight 12:07 am [[Some special talent or other.]] verdigrisprowl 12:07 am Well. We were both inebriated. VERY inebriated. Osmond 12:07 am *oh that question* verdigrisprowl 12:07 am ... We got tangled in his cape. /That/ was memorable. NoodlesAtNight 12:07 am *Sharp huff.* Osmond 12:07 am pfft-- NoodlesAtNight 12:08 am [][][]No capes.[][][] NoodlesAtNight 12:09 am *Covering with humor: the age-old way.*

[[Next Jazz will tell him that he personally became worshiped by an entire city-state.]] verdigrisprowl 12:09 am *does not get the reference. or that it's a reference.* Osmond 12:09 am Well... actually... now that you mention it Sounders... verdigrisprowl 12:09 am Before you have an opportunity to make up Jazztopia, now it IS time to leave. Osmond 12:10 am Ah, okay okay NoodlesAtNight 12:10 am *Nods and lets the chair unwind to push him up.* verdigrisprowl 12:10 am But I'll look forward to hearing about what offerings your supplicants left you at next movie night. Osmond 12:11 am *smiles* oh yeah of course. Thank ya for hostin' Prowler verdigrisprowl 12:11 am Thanks for coming. *that's aimed roughly at both of them.* NoodlesAtNight 12:12 am [[Thank you for hosting. Goodnight.]] *He has an apartment bed to sit on and stare into his map from.* verdigrisprowl 12:12 am *and he has a Magnemite to give a gift.* Osmond 12:12 am *dips his helm to both of them with a two digit salute and makes his exit*

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 I spent the last few days imagining this ridiculous Voltron Team Bonding scenario and finally sat down to type it up. Not sure if I'll ever turn it into a fic or not, but I wanted to share it.

  The whole thing starts with Lance (because who else would it be?)

“Okay, sure, but last time you made us do team bonding we got kidnapped by a giant blue lion who took us to the other side of the universe so we could find other giant robot lions and fight the big bad evil threatening the universe!” - Hunk, probably

Also most likely happens sometime during/after season 3, during a lull period where they're just traveling around helping planets. Everyone's back together and things are looking good, but they've been split up for a while so...

Lance loves his space-family and just really wants them to be happy, okay? This means team bonding.

Shiro, ever the supportive leader, thinks it's a great idea. With him backing Lance, the others agree to try.

Reluctantly.

Very reluctantly.

The first Team Bonding Activity (chosen by Lance), goes surprisingly well.

It's a “movie” night, but all they have are Coran's old tutorial videos. Naturally, they spend the night making fun of them and laughing themselves silly.

Everyone congratulates Lance on a good idea. In their own way.

Shiro's pick is next. He decides the theme will be “family game night”. Similar to their so-called movie night, all they have are old Altean board games with near incomprehensible rules, so they make up their own.

Somehow these rules are even more convoluted and ridiculous than the originals.

Keith and Lance spend most of the night arguing over said rules while Pidge and Hunk pick sides. Shiro mostly sits back and watches to make sure things don't get too out of hand.

It's agreed that Keith's pick is up next, but he passes it off to Hunk instead, citing that he needs more time to work on his.

The others are mildly worried about what he's planning.

Hunk gives cooking lessons.

As with most things involving Team Voltron and food, it ends up more on everything else than in their bellies.

A food fight totally happens.

Hunk starts it.

Pidge is up next and decides what they really need is something team based. Naturally, this means Battle Robots.

Pidge puts herself in charge of one team and assigns Hunk to lead the other. It comes as no surprise when Hunk picks Lance, but then Pidge's pick is Keith? And they agree Hunk gets Shiro?

Team names become a thing. (Team Forest Fire vs Team Space Landslide)

This is the activity that really alerts Allura and Coran to the fact that something unusual is happening in the castle. There's some concern about the possible destruction that could happen.

They decide to join in and build their own robot.

The mice help

They give themselves a time limit of one week to built their 'bots.

At last it's time for Keith to announce his activity. There is no small amount of worry when he tells them to meet in the training room

Pidge doesn't act the least bit concerned. In fact, she almost seems smug.

Lance is instantly on to that.

“There's something going on between you two, I know it!”

It's laser tag

Keith roped Pidge into helping him create their own laser tag

Earth style, non-deadly lasers

Because it's for fun and not a crazy, painful Altean training session, Allura and Coran.

It goes so well that Shiro actually considers putting it into their training schedule

Things only seem to get better from there, with only a few hiccups

They eventually get back to the Space Mall, where Lance drags everyone to the “earth” store to raid it for movies

Pidge does something creative with tech and makes it so they can actually watch said movies back at the Castle of Lions. (And also so she can finally play games again.)

They have to go in disguise because the Galran mall cop recognizes them.

The disguises are awful, but somehow they work?

After the last kitchen food fight, everyone comes to the general realization that Hunk's 100% serious about teaching them to cook. Without even talking to each other beforehand, the other four give him more respect the second time around

Hunk's both flattered and disturbed by the turnaround.

“You guys are acting weird. Is everything alright? Is someone dying? Someone's dying aren't they?! Who is it? Is it Lance? Is it me?”

“No one is dying, Hunk!”

Movie night hits a speed bump when Pidge and Keith continue their trend of making fun of every movie they watch

Lance snaps at them and then spends the rest of the night sulking

After which he demands they sit off on the other side of the room and whisper to each other if they want to keep it up

Who knew he'd take The Princess Bride so seriously?

Family game night only gets crazier

Especially on nights when Coran and Allura join them

Coran keeps trying to play by the original Altean rules

Allura actually catches on to their made-up rules quickly and gleefully adds new ones of her own

Shiro almost starts to regret picking something so competitive

Pidge decides she can't handle another round of watching her beloved robot wage battle against the clunky monstrosity lovingly built by Hunk, Lance, and Shiro, so it's time for some video games.

It's at this point that Lance regrets ever deciding they all needed to bond as a team

Pidge is terrifying when it comes to these games

No, seriously

Even Keith and Shiro are a little afraid

Coran and Allura wisely stay away – both citing work to do around the Castle

Lance wonders if he should have seen it coming after the way she demanded they buy it during their first trip to the Space Mall

“I should have known when she thought raiding the coin fountain was a good idea!”

Shiro bans all betting pools.

Over time, Team Bonding Night slows down a little. It becomes less everyone-picks-an-activity-for-each-week and more casual relaxed night-in one week, full group training exercise the next.

Movie nights continue. Hunk usually makes snacks and will drag a person of his choice to the kitchen to help him.

Allura helps devise a version of “the floor is lava” after a particularly heated discussion about useful Earth childhood games that can be adapted for training. The fake lava floor nearly sends the paladins running for safety the first time they see it.

It's surprisingly non-painful

After a castle-wide pillow fight ends in 17 pillows flying out of an airlock (nearly taking Coran with them), Allura has to request they keep all team bonding to one room at a time. Preferably far away from all airlocks.

Some nights are spent more quietly, with everyone together but working on their own little projects.

These are nights of whispered conversations and faint laughter; of shared smiles and playful nudges. Nights when Lance and Keith don't argue. Even Pidge tones back the sarcasm. Hunk sets up an array of snacks, but doesn't pester anyone about eating. Shiro takes the rare chance to actually relax.

[thestarwarspost]

It's A Raining Starships - A Star Wars: Aftermath "Empire's End" Review.

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It's A Raining Starships - A Star Wars: Aftermath "Empire's End" Review.

I don’t think there was ever a book that has elicited so many different emotions from me after its completion. Last Friday, I was delighted to receive my review copy of Star Wars Aftermath: Empire’s End from the awesome folks at Del Rey. This new novel from Chuck Wendig is the third and final installment of the series and one that I have been eager to get my hands on. With two nights and a comfortable couch, loaded with an impressive wine and snacks, I hit the pages running like a Battle Cat charged with cocaine.

Star Wars Aftermath Empire’s End” has a tempo that is fast paced, -imagery that delights your inner iris and characters that feel like old friends. Chuck Wendig will make you swelter and scar your eyeballs describing the Plaintive Hand plateau on Jakku and make you cry as he captures the voice of Princess Leia in a sad reminder of our recent loss. Empire’s End is rock and roll, run and gun Star Wars that will carbon score your brain meat. The heroes are like family, and the stories have never felt more real and authentic in the Star Wars Galaxy.

The third installment begins with our group of heroes on the hunt for Admiral Rae Sloane. This elusive target, which went missing after the terror attack on Chandrilla is public enemy #1 for our primary heroine Nora Wexley. The famed pilot of the Rebel Alliance who is now fever bound to hunt the woman she feels is responsible for her husband becoming a brainwashed assassin. This planet hopping manhunt is the spine of “Empire’s End.” A confrontation in the making that lends itself to a dramatic conclusion beneath the hot sands of Jakku. Vengeance that runs in parallel with the same veracity for Admiral Rae Sloane and her desire to destroy Counselor Gallius Rax. The Supreme Admiral that has taken over the Imperial Remnant with cunning callousness and strength.

If vengeance is the spine of Empire’s End than the characters within it are its central nervous system, each one is familiar and feels like seeing family on holiday. For me, I could read every word about Sinjir and never feel full. He is my Doritos on paper, the more he talks, the more I want to learn about him. Nora, Snap and Jas are also engaging and expressive in their actions that make you root for them over and over again. Nora wants death; Jas wants to earn money while doing a little good and Temmin, well, he’s still worried about his Mom and wants to fly X-Wings. As for Mr. Bones, which now for some strange reason I hear Sidney Poitier’s voice yelling “THEY CALL ME MR. BONES!”, when I read him in the pages of “Empire’s End.” The idea of a murder bot teaching a bunch of bad kids in a downtrodden inner city school would make for an excellent spin-off novel. Regardless, our psychopathic droid does not disappoint in Empire’s End going on a killing rampage that would make Quentin Tarantino squee with glee. The melee’s in Empire’s End are gloriously well done and don’t skimp on the gory imagery.

As for our antagonists in Empire’s End, they remain mysterious, full of conviction and determined to stick to the plan. A devious machination from nonother than Palpatine himself. A final contingency order levied at Gallius Rax if Palpatine were into ever fall to the alliance. A Galaxy wide scorched Earth policy that Adolf Hitler might nod at or get big orange thumbs up from President Trump. If the Emperor is no more, then the Galaxy should follow suite.

The ploy, in this case, is Jakku itself and the battle that ensnares the fledgling new Republic in a showdown to end all showdowns. Like the “Rumble In The Jungle” or the “Thrilla in Chandrilla,” this bout will take the lion share of Republic Starships against the Imperial Remnant. The last of the gleaming white Stormtroopers, erratic, bloodthirsty and pushed to their breaking point. Sand scrubbed, hardened razors sharpened by Gallius Rax on the hot sands of Jakku. A place of scorched lungs, blinding heat, and cruel death. A planet that conveniently enough can serve as a makeshift bomb.

As the plots converge between Nora, Rae and Gallius in a secret observation facility in the bowels of Jakku, the battle for the end is both surprising and complete for the series. Chuck Wendig did an excellent service wrapping up the legacy of the Empire in a bow matted in blood and spirit. From the very end of the Battle of Endor to the voyage into the beyond, the Aftermath series sets the stage for Star Wars: The Last Jedi.

There is also the great Interludes from Chuck, where we catch up with the Mando Armor wearing Law Man Cobb on Tatooine, to the Anklebiter Brigade on Coruscant, facilitating the end of the war. The Acolytes Of the Beyond are in there too, if only for a few delightful, mysterious pages with red lightsabers switching ownership. Then there is something special, and that is the return of Jar-Jar Binks in the lively city of Naboo. An interlude that is both charming and at the same time incredibly sad about the fate of our beloved character from the prequels.

Like I mentioned earlier in this review, this book did make me feel lots of emotions, especially within its final pages. It taught me some valuable lessons and had my thinking long and hard for the better part of a week. A good book makes you wonder; a great book makes you kick the trash can a week later. The last thirty pages brought out feelings of being deceived and cheated. Emotions that took a few days to sort out. With my family and me moving to a new place this week, it was a joy to sort of wrestle with my feeling about the ending of this book while drenched in the sweat of manual labor. I was wrong about the magnanimous Gallius Rax being Snoke, a character that would have made for an incredible back story for our new main villain in the saga. I felt Nora’s decision, in the end, didn’t make sense to her character, yet for the council of a really great guy, I understood why. I know this might sound strange, but I love to be wrong because that ultimately leads me to learn something new.

I will never be surprised about the experiences you learn while running a popular Star Wars fansite. You make a lot of mistakes in this hobby of blogging, and the lessons come down in a trickle some days and waterfalls in the next. Star Wars Aftermath “Empire’s End” taught me valuable ones that took a few days to flesh out. This new lesson was about approaching reviews for novels in the understanding that the vast majority of readers do not sift through every bit of news, interviews, and spoilers about Star Wars. With “Empires End” I sort of felt cheated that there wasn’t any big reveals or some new slab of meat we all could chew on. Instead, I found myself wanting to know more about the new era of Star Wars. Especially after three books in the series, I wanted something new, something that would blow my pants off into the next room. I didn’t get that in Empire’s End, but that’s because I am so ingrained with the every day in our Star Wars Galaxy, that my perception is skewed. For the person who barely keeps up with Star Wars and picks up “Empire’s End” at the airport, is going to be blown out the emergency hatch with smiles on their faces during their flight. They are going to marvel about the Plaintive Hand plateau and the secret research facility beneath Jakku because they didn’t obsess over the Junior book “Rey’s Survival Guide” for a year. I also learned that Star Wars novels are stories first and data points last. Enjoy the tale and worry about the clues later.

However, there is a point to be made, and I cannot stress this enough in particular for Lucasfilm. If Star Wars print is ever to leave the realm of “Meh, I might pick that up” to “Holy Jehoshaphat! I need to get my hands on that book!” it needs to have more information about the new era of Star Wars. Trusting the talented pen, of writers like Wendig and Gray to new elements and backstory for the principle characters in the episodic films is worth the risk. The movies are always a priority. However, there is room there to share more and propel Star Wars print to a must have.

The Star Wars Aftermath series has been wrought with unfair, unforeseen events. Like the douchebaggery of the Bring Back The Extended Universe Sandinistas to the poor timing and exposure of the release of Star Wars Aftermath “Life Debt,” right before convention season. It’s this author’s hope that Star Wars: Aftermath “Empire’s End” get’s the credit and exposure it deserves this time around. Chuck Wendig has done a fantastic job with the series and explaining the new era of Star Wars in an excellent fun, run and gun style that feels authentic. It’s this Author’s sincerest wish that Lucasfilm continues its partnership with Wendig and his rock and roll pen. Whether for a spin-off film, animation series or new novels, we want more Wendig.

We will have more features on this great novel in the coming days, most of which will be spoilerific.

You can pick up Star Wars Aftermath “Empire’s End” today at your favorite bookstore. It’s worth every single penny.

[be21zh]

May 12, 2017

firstly dreamt likely in airport lounge, I with my son in queue for aboard. then it broke for awhile to let cargo unload. its likely railway cargo, emergent quilts and pillows for distressed people in problematic situation. once the queue restored, the conductor persuaded us buying sapling on the way, instead of brought it from hometown to destiny, for former mostly more resilient. after peed and returned to bed, I dreamt with my old family, relatives. we criticized each other, we enjoyed chatters, we are family. esp my mean nephew, ie. only son of my passed eldest sister who committed suicide in her mid age decades ago, who is so mean that defied my small loan request several times. we disappointed by counterpart but still we expecting. this week was a bit leisure. I picked up my zohosites and sorted them into precious assets. quite some web services allow early birds privilege more gracious than its current mature clients which generate stable product income. google apps and zoho sites are such cases. previously zohosites free charge of custom domain mapping for its sites users, but now it charges. in recent years I saw zohosites potential and powerful on web building, and more and more willing making better usage of it. so this week I enable all free functions zohosites offers for free old users, like blogs, spam control, custom form, collaborators, etc. I was so contented by the gains! in final step, I collect and sort them into my local bookmarks and web linkbook. this week also specially hard for my financially coping with coming events, weekend gathering my son, woz into dining out and monthly cinema, his coming birthday celebration, his lottery experience I promised to support on the event, and my longing for a new ring mouse to replace my old Microsoft arc touch. in God's bliss, QRRS dispatched one child policy reward, ¥60, yesterday. then I gathered courage from it to contact my niece in Wuhan, central China, for aid. she generously offered ¥400, doubles my entrust. with it I immediately ordered the innovative mouse on taobao.com. but sinking PRC surveillance again exploited and delayed near 2 days in logistics: so far since last morning my order status still remains paid rather than dispatched, or relay of expresses, which quite abnormal nowadays bragging next day delivery but usual in my case in recent years shopping online. they surveillanced my vpn in accurate in seconds: most cases under surveillances my critical submission online result in immediate time out or offline. my conversation with my son, each time broke amid, esp when I urging him adopting securer connection. however, my sweet companion of google music, these days last hours daily and that eases a lot pressure. coming weekend brings many hope of joys when I gather woz, dearest son. God, dad, I'm so contented with my life here so far, that almost leaves me more silence of harmony. bring me sooner my Royal China to be more productive. bring me Asoh Yukiko for brighter future family, and our offspring that drives the eastern Asia coming centuries. thx for sunshine outside, dad God, I know summer is soon under your shine.

May 6, 2017

first dreamt in a party where cult or mythical power shown by a mojo, likely in San Francisco or western coast of US. dark magic of superpower, manipulation of mind and fate. then in my routine space when I shitting I was surveillanced. I got up for pee. then dreamt among my senior school alumni, we saw magic robot through which one's life and properties can be exported and imported. there are several robots all can export and when you delete some information it can be restored by other robot peer. most dream details lost after sleepily got up. it's a drizzling morning after 2 or 3 days windy weather, or sandstorms, which tinted sky into brown. rains seemingly due ample but this summer scarce so far. however most plants turning green. last night I refined zhone sites on zohosites, but PRC surveillance heavily blocked me. I finished near 12am and satisfied. I also blessed in success gaining loan from dorm canteen, ¥300, for new public bathroom groupon and other small bills. yesterday bankcommm buzzed in, blamed me not return credit debt as ¥2000 as planned rather ¥1500 I paid in 2 series months. I explained my life should put first, esp my with kid while my salary under expectation. she threatened to sue me. I just can't see how ¥500 means so much for a bank, and how severe I broke my promise with ¥500 less. this noon I will visit my son, which I almost can't wait, for the relief loan, for new restaurant we found last labor day holiday, railway hotel which likely a SOE with proper standard at least we saw rich ready meals in addition luxury leisure space. and for my works review in a week. but financial situation still stern: next weekend movies, 4 gathering meals in weekends before next salary day 2 weeks out, woz's birthday celebration, etc. my sites hosting plan needs renew, ¥60/month. dad God, my life so fit that I envy nobody. let me walk through difficulties like on meadow. prepare us for greater descending, and forever uprising. dad God, bring me sooner my Royal China to overcome surreal. bring me my family clean and tidy with Asoh Yukiko, for our children coming heavenly. thx for the moisture last night and now, God, for the baptism in rough of rotten atmosphere ever seen.

May 4, 2017

first dreamt my passed mother brought me, a kid, to a training center. its a bit unreal, for my childhood never had out class tutorials in rural central China. but my son, woz, he was arranged quite some by his teacher mom. in the center an elder woman teacher whose student includes Dilraba, the hot Uygur actress in PRC now, exchanged words with my mom while I was impressed by the famous girl student. then on a train, Dilraba just aboard and seated feet apart me. she is alone and a bit unease in my gaze. I watched her and her natural beauty likes neighbor door girl, clean and untouched. when a foreigner or small English talk out heard in the carriage, she complained in murmur her English not good enough to catch up it, with which I echoed in common sense. in the dream I likely feeling collegian youth. its a brown morning. the overnight sandstorm left the air dirty and tinted. but in air dusts didn't felt. my breakfast in dorm canteen still satisfying, even in 2 series days the menu less choices on it. this early summer quite chill in Qiqihar, northeastern China. I usually have to put on winter coat against coldness in dorm. last morning I napped after breakfast in boring chill and idle. amazon video, esp old time real people movies inspired me a lot with righteous moral, standard of life and loyalty. recently quite some movies on elders' life caught me in my mindless picks. I was so enchanted that I pray God to keep me the secret of the hidden treasure of meanings and gospel. my life enriched by review of my campus loves movies aroused. I saw timeless love and purity of sanity stems out independently we were young. I saw flourishing lives in my life then and now fautless brilliant. God, dad, my son, woz, Hope of China, his birthday near in May, I promised him each birthday offer him ¥150 for lottery experience. and cake for celebration. we also have cinema agenda next weekend. and our spa groupon should renewed. dad, God, free me off trap of financial problem. with my dear sister's son's aid, I got webcam as longing after a month, I greatly refreshed by its inauguration in my workspace last 2 weeks. now I want to replace my frequently ill working microsoft Arc touch bluetooth mouse with a new innovative gear, ring mouse. aid me ¥100 for it. dad God, liberate me in this month's salary. bring me sooner my Royal China, esp my Crowned Queen, Asoh Yukiko, from Japan, to cater to our family and living. bring my children in time in our hatch before lapse of my prime time. thx for the life we enjoy so far and so frontmost.

May 1, 2017

dreamt in a dorm, Nankai campus or my QRRS dorm, I busy with my desktop. likely previously I played with water and sands through my under pants and gathered on my bottom. So I took off underpants and half naked. but Zhang Chongfu, my Nankai deputy monitor, brought a girl visitor and she waiting outside of the door. I at the moment can't find my underpants and later someone thrown me it or I found it somewhere. with almost put right I woke up. this PRC international labor day holiday almost again a disaster for me: I hardly support any treat entitles it. I ate a meal a day and still worring next 3 weekends' gathering dinning out with my son, woz, Hope of China. however passed weeks proves fruitful in heavy workload. I second time install Google Apps on woz new zte android without a single error after many failures missing in wrong files and their directories, as a false response to previous google play store pending download but forever zero traffic as penalty to region like PRC where google denied. I also deleted problemed payment account lest locked out again for PRC's shame. I also found google doesn't delete its gsuite account after our purchase for zho.io 2 email accounts phrased out due to unpaid on time. encouraged by the cheat, I applied 3 new gsuites for our new 3 domains, each claimed several GA accounts under trial period and hoping these accounts' chrome sync, contacts, custom search engines and other user data/settings maintained out of free trial period. we fatally love google's web sync service. last Friday I also found time to rip spam bots, minor errors on my dynamic sites, esp forum at bbs.zhuson.com and cms at agarten.in. after near a year running the web apps roughly familiared, I more or less more experienced with their structure, system, just like I perceived and executed, like other insights in my life so far holy grants. long time pains in ass, disorder among articles on dabbog.com, also totally relinked structurally. my son now seemingly likes to bring new smartphone with him, after many times I cursed him for unreachable online. when I can't access him I wondered why it is so painful. I saw most important thing I needed to share with him is my achievement in life stream. I need treat, celebration for holy witness and double joys devil eyes stolen most. but I prepared to live alone my stuff in my darker and longer journey ahead, in my aging world of coldness, hatred thick dusty land I stood decades. I don't afraid death nor rotten time, I only care holy bliss, and my mission here in northeastern China for future millennium, for Japan, US and my vested land of China Empire from my glorious ancestor. God, dad, its lunch time now, grant us an adequate lunch for the leisure time. bring me sooner my Royal China to outpace the curious eyes upon my legend. bring me sooner my Crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, for my children's cosy family space.

[chinad]

for delayed warmth of summer 2017

May 12, 2017

firstly dreamt likely in airport lounge, I with my son in queue for aboard. then it broke for awhile to let cargo unload. its likely railway cargo, emergent quilts and pillows for distressed people in problematic situation. once the queue restored, the conductor persuaded us buying sapling on the way, instead of brought it from hometown to destiny, for former mostly more resilient. after peed and returned to bed, I dreamt with my old family, relatives. we criticized each other, we enjoyed chatters, we are family. esp my mean nephew, ie. only son of my passed eldest sister who committed suicide in her mid age decades ago, who is so mean that defied my small loan request several times. we disappointed by counterpart but still we expecting. this week was a bit leisure. I picked up my zohosites and sorted them into precious assets. quite some web services allow early birds privilege more gracious than its current mature clients which generate stable product income. google apps and zoho sites are such cases. previously zohosites free charge of custom domain mapping for its sites users, but now it charges. in recent years I saw zohosites potential and powerful on web building, and more and more willing making better usage of it. so this week I enable all free functions zohosites offers for free old users, like blogs, spam control, custom form, collaborators, etc. I was so contented by the gains! in final step, I collect and sort them into my local bookmarks and web linkbook. this week also specially hard for my financially coping with coming events, weekend gathering my son, woz into dining out and monthly cinema, his coming birthday celebration, his lottery experience I promised to support on the event, and my longing for a new ring mouse to replace my old Microsoft arc touch. in God's bliss, QRRS dispatched one child policy reward, ¥60, yesterday. then I gathered courage from it to contact my niece in Wuhan, central China, for aid. she generously offered ¥400, doubles my entrust. with it I immediately ordered the innovative mouse on taobao.com. but sinking PRC surveillance again exploited and delayed near 2 days in logistics: so far since last morning my order status still remains paid rather than dispatched, or relay of expresses, which quite abnormal nowadays bragging next day delivery but usual in my case in recent years shopping online. they surveillanced my vpn in accurate in seconds: most cases under surveillances my critical submission online result in immediate time out or offline. my conversation with my son, each time broke amid, esp when I urging him adopting securer connection. however, my sweet companion of google music, these days last hours daily and that eases a lot pressure. coming weekend brings many hope of joys when I gather woz, dearest son. God, dad, I'm so contented with my life here so far, that almost leaves me more silence of harmony. bring me sooner my Royal China to be more productive. bring me Asoh Yukiko for brighter future family, and our offspring that drives the eastern Asia coming centuries. thx for sunshine outside, dad God, I know summer is soon under your shine.

May 12, 2017

first dreamt in a party where cult or mythical power shown by a mojo, likely in San Francisco or western coast of US. dark magic of superpower, manipulation of mind and fate. then in my routine space when I shitting I was surveillanced. I got up for pee. then dreamt among my senior school alumni, we saw magic robot through which one's life and properties can be exported and imported. there are several robots all can export and when you delete some information it can be restored by other robot peer. most dream details lost after sleepily got up. it's a drizzling morning after 2 or 3 days windy weather, or sandstorms, which tinted sky into brown. rains seemingly due ample but this summer scarce so far. however most plants turning green. last night I refined zhone sites on zohosites, but PRC surveillance heavily blocked me. I finished near 12am and satisfied. I also blessed in success gaining loan from dorm canteen, ¥300, for new public bathroom groupon and other small bills. yesterday bankcommm buzzed in, blamed me not return credit debt as ¥2000 as planned rather ¥1500 I paid in 2 series months. I explained my life should put first, esp my with kid while my salary under expectation. she threatened to sue me. I just can't see how ¥500 means so much for a bank, and how severe I broke my promise with ¥500 less. this noon I will visit my son, which I almost can't wait, for the relief loan, for new restaurant we found last labor day holiday, railway hotel which likely a SOE with proper standard at least we saw rich ready meals in addition luxury leisure space. and for my works review in a week. but financial situation still stern: next weekend movies, 4 gathering meals in weekends before next salary day 2 weeks out, woz's birthday celebration, etc. my sites hosting plan needs renew, ¥60/month. dad God, my life so fit that I envy nobody. let me walk through difficulties like on meadow. prepare us for greater descending, and forever uprising. dad God, bring me sooner my Royal China to overcome surreal. bring me my family clean and tidy with Asoh Yukiko, for our children coming heavenly. thx for the moisture last night and now, God, for the baptism in rough of rotten atmosphere ever seen.

May 12, 2017

first dreamt my passed mother brought me, a kid, to a training center. its a bit unreal, for my childhood never had out class tutorials in rural central China. but my son, woz, he was arranged quite some by his teacher mom. in the center an elder woman teacher whose student includes Dilraba, the hot Uygur actress in PRC now, exchanged words with my mom while I was impressed by the famous girl student. then on a train, Dilraba just aboard and seated feet apart me. she is alone and a bit unease in my gaze. I watched her and her natural beauty likes neighbor door girl, clean and untouched. when a foreigner or small English talk out heard in the carriage, she complained in murmur her English not good enough to catch up it, with which I echoed in common sense. in the dream I likely feeling collegian youth. its a brown morning. the overnight sandstorm left the air dirty and tinted. but in air dusts didn't felt. my breakfast in dorm canteen still satisfying, even in 2 series days the menu less choices on it. this early summer quite chill in Qiqihar, northeastern China. I usually have to put on winter coat against coldness in dorm. last morning I napped after breakfast in boring chill and idle. amazon video, esp old time real people movies inspired me a lot with righteous moral, standard of life and loyalty. recently quite some movies on elders' life caught me in my mindless picks. I was so enchanted that I pray God to keep me the secret of the hidden treasure of meanings and gospel. my life enriched by review of my campus loves movies aroused. I saw timeless love and purity of sanity stems out independently we were young. I saw flourishing lives in my life then and now fautless brilliant. God, dad, my son, woz, Hope of China, his birthday near in May, I promised him each birthday offer him ¥150 for lottery experience. and cake for celebration. we also have cinema agenda next weekend. and our spa groupon should renewed. dad, God, free me off trap of financial problem. with my dear sister's son's aid, I got webcam as longing after a month, I greatly refreshed by its inauguration in my workspace last 2 weeks. now I want to replace my frequently ill working microsoft Arc touch bluetooth mouse with a new innovative gear, ring mouse. aid me ¥100 for it. dad God, liberate me in this month's salary. bring me sooner my Royal China, esp my Crowned Queen, Asoh Yukiko, from Japan, to cater to our family and living. bring my children in time in our hatch before lapse of my prime time. thx for the life we enjoy so far and so frontmost.

May 12, 2017

dreamt in a dorm, Nankai campus or my QRRS dorm, I busy with my desktop. likely previously I played with water and sands through my under pants and gathered on my bottom. So I took off underpants and half naked. but Zhang Chongfu, my Nankai deputy monitor, brought a girl visitor and she waiting outside of the door. I at the moment can't find my underpants and later someone thrown me it or I found it somewhere. with almost put right I woke up. this PRC international labor day holiday almost again a disaster for me: I hardly support any treat entitles it. I ate a meal a day and still worring next 3 weekends' gathering dinning out with my son, woz, Hope of China. however passed weeks proves fruitful in heavy workload. I second time install Google Apps on woz new zte android without a single error after many failures missing in wrong files and their directories, as a false response to previous google play store pending download but forever zero traffic as penalty to region like PRC where google denied. I also deleted problemed payment account lest locked out again for PRC's shame. I also found google doesn't delete its gsuite account after our purchase for zho.io 2 email accounts phrased out due to unpaid on time. encouraged by the cheat, I applied 3 new gsuites for our new 3 domains, each claimed several GA accounts under trial period and hoping these accounts' chrome sync, contacts, custom search engines and other user data/settings maintained out of free trial period. we fatally love google's web sync service. last Friday I also found time to rip spam bots, minor errors on my dynamic sites, esp forum at bbs.zhuson.com and cms at agarten.in. after near a year running the web apps roughly familiared, I more or less more experienced with their structure, system, just like I perceived and executed, like other insights in my life so far holy grants. long time pains in ass, disorder among articles on dabbog.com, also totally relinked structurally. my son now seemingly likes to bring new smartphone with him, after many times I cursed him for unreachable online. when I can't access him I wondered why it is so painful. I saw most important thing I needed to share with him is my achievement in life stream. I need treat, celebration for holy witness and double joys devil eyes stolen most. but I prepared to live alone my stuff in my darker and longer journey ahead, in my aging world of coldness, hatred thick dusty land I stood decades. I don't afraid death nor rotten time, I only care holy bliss, and my mission here in northeastern China for future millennium, for Japan, US and my vested land of China Empire from my glorious ancestor. God, dad, its lunch time now, grant us an adequate lunch for the leisure time. bring me sooner my Royal China to outpace the curious eyes upon my legend. bring me sooner my Crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, for my children's cosy family space.

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[verdigrisprowl]

Jan 4 random movie night - Mindhunter: Episodes 1-5

On Rung’s recommendation and with Soundwave’s participation, Prowl’s trying out a new TV show, about FBI agents trying to develop a new method to track down serial killers based on what they can guess about their psyches from the gruesome crime scenes they leave behind. Prowl is not exactly persuaded of the validity of the science behind the technique, but he considers the show a work of fiction and so isn’t too fussed by it. There’s almost too much psychology in the show for him to handle, but so far it’s been tolerable.

But, he’s enjoying the mysteries, he likes that the main character is a socially incompetent but brilliant do-gooder who no one really likes but has proven very successful regardless, and the show’s spawning some great conversation with Soundwave.

ItsyBitsySpyers 6:54 pm *One couch, one Soundwave, one working caster, and another surprisingly large stash of fuel, because he's been using more than usual lately. Blame the interface, constant flying, and severed limb.* FakeProwl 6:55 pm *One Prowl, who's very curious about what it is Bonecrusher and Scavenger did. They weren't willing to fess up.* ItsyBitsySpyers 6:58 pm *Lifts his helm to look up at Prowl just so he can dip it again in an appropriately respectful manner.*

[[Greetings, O Captain, my Captain. Thank you for the suggestion.]] FakeProwl 7:01 pm *Stops dead. And for a second, a self-conscious but pleased little smile creeps across his face.*

*It hastily disappears, though. Back to neutral.* The credit goes to Rung, he recommended it to me. *He takes his seat, then nods at Soundwave's welded and braced arm.* Is THIS what they did to you? What happened? ItsyBitsySpyers 7:06 pm *He'd hoped one would. He's pleased with and proud of Prowl for taking that step. There'll be a few details to go over once Prowl actually settles into his position of authority, of course, but that can wait.*

[[He will transfer his gratitude if he sees the mech.]] *Nods to his arm.* [[It is. Scavenger approached him on Bonecrusher's behalf and punched his arm off.]]

*Casually, like having a limb severed is no big deal.* FakeProwl 7:08 pm He did WHAT?! *It's a big enough deal! Especially when the mech who lost his arm is a nigh-on undefeatable gladiator.* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:13 pm *Soundwave uses his good hand to motion for Prowl to quiet down.*

[[It's fine. He needed to have the joint replaced anyway; it's been weak and poorly repaired since the first time his arm was severed.]] *And now it's been given proper treatment, as Prowl can no doubt see.* [[It made Scavenger look impressive in front of Bonecrusher, evened out what he owed Bonecrusher, gave him a reason to stop avoiding the hospital, and lets the Constructicons think he is more fragile than he really is. He's pleased.]] FakeProwl 7:15 pm *Well. That was all personally rational and reasonable. Prowl still didn't like knowing Soundwave had been so badly damaged.* ... Take care of it while it heals. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:17 pm *Nod.* [[Of course.]]

*Then, after a moment:* [[...He does appreciate your concern.]] FakeProwl 7:19 pm Good. Because it's not leaving until that brace does. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:20 pm [[In a couple of weeks. He promises.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 7:21 pm *He still has to pick Prowl up like he said he would when Prowl got his freedom, after all.* FakeProwl 7:22 pm *Nod.* I'm sure you've got more than enough spare limbs to compensate for the loss, but, if you find yourself in need of another couple, you have my comm. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:24 pm *Appears to think this over. In reality, he's already noted that and is letting Prowl sit in the hopes his reply will be more amusing for the brief silence.*

[[He -would- like one around his shoulders while we watch.]] FakeProwl 7:25 pm *A tiny huff.* I think I can manage that. *Drapes an arm around Soundwave's shoulders, careful of the fresh welds.* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:26 pm [[Hmm. Good. Good.]] *Settles in, minding not to get the brace snagged on Prowl's fingers as he wiggles into place.* [[Shall we?]] FakeProwl 7:27 pm Let's. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:28 pm *The tiniest startle. What big font the show has. The better to see words with, he supposes.* [[The location must be very important.]] FakeProwl 7:30 pm *Pennsylvania. Has Prowl ever been to Pennsylvania?* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:30 pm ((HAHA)) [[...Sectioned? She wanted to have him cut into pieces?]] FakeProwl 7:31 pm Involuntarily committed to psychiatric care. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:32 pm [[Ah.]] *Slight frown.* [[Strange choice of word. But he sees, thank you.]] FakeProwl 7:33 pm *starts.* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:33 pm *Joins.* FakeProwl 7:33 pm *... well that was a hell of a start to the show* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:34 pm *Soundwave leans forward.* [[He has heard of these old recording devices.]] FakeProwl 7:34 pm ... I have—had—a friend who was a hostage negotiator. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:34 pm *Hmmwhat? Focus back on Prowl. Listening.* FakeProwl 7:35 pm I'm fairly certain that he's a walking example of why Functionism is wrong, because I don't know how he got the position, but he's the single most socially inept bot I have ever known. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:36 pm [[...Did they often end like the one we just witnessed...?]] FakeProwl 7:36 pm I didn't know him then. And I'm a little concerned to find out. FakeProwl 7:38 pm I met him only a couple of times before the war, never saw him work, and by the time I got to know him he was a soldier and a detective in his free time. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:38 pm [[Who are they? Does he know them?]] FakeProwl 7:38 pm Nightbeat of Yuss. *listens carefully to the lecture on hostage negotiation* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:40 pm *Light wrinkling of faceplates.* [[He has heard of them.]] FakeProwl 7:44 pm ... For the record, on Earth, the majority of murders are still between people who know each other. The claim that murder has become something largely between strangers is false. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:45 pm [[It is a poor one.]] *Mental equivalent of a mutter at her "do you like my approach" thing.*

[[Was it false at the time this is set?]] ItsyBitsySpyers 7:47 pm *...This conversation they're having feels somewhat familiar.* FakeProwl 7:48 pm I'd have to look it up, but from what I've seen, that massive a demographic shift in crime would likely have been evident while I was on Earth. FakeProwl 7:50 pm *Prowl knows it's a variation on conversations he's had plenty of times.* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:54 pm *Minor optic roll. At least it's back to the police business.* FakeProwl 7:54 pm *optics glaze over for the organics fucking.* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:54 pm *At least they're on the same wavelength on that.* FakeProwl 7:55 pm *... what IS a backroom boy?* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:55 pm *He doesn't know. He's looking it up right now.* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:56 pm [[...Someone who does important thinking and work for an organization in secret. How is that something not to aspire to?]] FakeProwl 7:59 pm Ah. Well, those aren't the people who are respected. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:00 pm [[But they get what needs to be done, done.]] FakeProwl 8:01 pm Of course they do. But the people in charge don't respect them for that. And will ignore their opinions as often as they think they can. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:05 pm *Disgruntled puff. It's true. He still thinks it's not the best idea to tell someone trying to get something done "do you want to be mistaken for someone who gets something done?" if you're trying to discourage them.* FakeProwl 8:07 pm *Unless the person you're talking to also disrespects them.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:07 pm *Fffffair point.* FakeProwl 8:09 pm *Hey, brilliant law enforcement mind who's totally clueless about normal relationships with other people. Prowl can sympathize with that.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:10 pm *Glance.* [[For the record, he is not intimidated.]] FakeProwl 8:11 pm *Glances back* I haven't been law enforcement as long as you've known me. Talk to me in a week. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:13 pm *A thin but wide smile.* [[He'll be sure to do that.]] FakeProwl 8:14 pm *they're saying a name that sounds like "Froid" a whole lot* *while talking about psychology.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:15 pm *Has not met a Froid and does not know to be intrigued by that.* FakeProwl 8:16 pm *it's making Prowl nervous.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:17 pm *Visibly?* FakeProwl 8:18 pm *for a little bit, he went very still.* *but now he's just normal still.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:19 pm *Then it'll have been noted, but it will probably take at least another few incidents for him to think something connected is going on.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:23 pm ((ah gotta pause be back in like three minutes)) FakeProwl 8:24 pm *ugh, can't stand those people. the ones that lash out at the people who are trying to help because they're upset. as if saying "I can't tell who the murderer is" is the same as saying "I'm the murderer."* FakeProwl 8:27 pm ... So what's the other one's solution? Does he think they SHOULD make up things to tell the officer that they don't know with any certainty? He's telling the main character that he's full of scrap because he said they don't know anything. I didn't hear him say otherwise—I didn't hear him offer anything. He's just mad at the main character for admitting they can't conclude anything. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:31 pm [[It doesn't make any sense to be mad about that. Were they not on that trip to find answers to the things they don't understand? Admitting they don't is -important-.]] FakeProwl 8:31 pm Exactly. Claiming they've figured out more than they have—making up rubbish to offer the officer—will only achieve two things: it will feed their egos, and it will hinder the case. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:32 pm [[Three things. If they do find a way afterward, it will make others unlikely to pay it attention.]] FakeProwl 8:33 pm Mm. That too. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:34 pm [[Eurgh.]] ((...*checks the name on the teacher's actor because the voice is familiar*)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:36 pm ((*doesn't recognize. damn.*)) FakeProwl 8:40 pm ... How can he claim that he's an authority on criminal behavior and psychology when he won't even deign to speak to the criminals he claims to be an authority on. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:41 pm [[And risk proving himself wrong? Losing status?]] *Soundwave is only half looking at the screen.* FakeProwl 8:41 pm *Huff.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:44 pm *His turn to huff.* FakeProwl 8:46 pm He really needed a better cover story before going in. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:47 pm [[...Why would he want that for himself.]] FakeProwl 8:48 pm I don't think he's talking about what he wants. I think he's judging, from a practical standpoint, what he believes would let society get the results they want out of him. FakeProwl 8:51 pm The criminals I've known are all mostly quite self-aware about the difference between their behavior and what society expects out of them. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:51 pm [[No arguments.]] FakeProwl 8:52 pm He wasn't asked "what do you want," but "what do you think society should do with you." ItsyBitsySpyers 8:55 pm [[...Good point. He can't say he would have agreed with what he knew society would want to do to him.]] *Pause.* [[What some in it still think should happen to him.]] [[Though most of them are at least a third as accomplished.]] FakeProwl 8:56 pm ... I... don't think that's what that hole is for. *is learning SO MANY new things about human anatomy and the things you definitely shouldn't do with them.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:58 pm *Indeed.* FakeProwl 9:01 pm ... This time, he does have a point. There IS a distinct probability that that's all manipulation. FakeProwl 9:02 pm He was asking him about his psychological history, asking "how does this make you feel," with his little notepad out to take notes—and he fed him back tailor-made psychological explanations for his behavior. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:02 pm [[Perhaps. Though there's something to be learned from that too.]] FakeProwl 9:04 pm Oh, there's always something to be learned from someone lying. As long as you know it's lying. You learn, for instance, what he's been taught a psychologist looks for. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:05 pm [[And then not to be that, he assumes?]] FakeProwl 9:06 pm Oh, no, if that one was lying, he was lying by trying to be exactly what a psychologist looks for. He presented a very obvious psychology-based motive for his behavior. *points at screen* He's wildly speculating on insufficient evidence. "Doesn't bathe because bathing is what his parents want," or maybe he's homeless and can't shower. You don't know. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:10 pm [[That was the one he expected. It seems more likely than... defiant filthiness.]]

*Soundwave sits up to see if things differ between people.* FakeProwl 9:12 pm He's even using psychiatric terms. FakeProwl 9:15 pm He might be funneling his own, real experiences through the framework of the psychology he's learned; or he might be making up a pile of motives based on what past shrinks have told him ought to be the root causes of his behavior. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:15 pm [[Do you think - if it is the latter - that he has come to believe them?]] [[Or is it simply convenient to regurgitate them?]] FakeProwl 9:17 pm Either is a possibility. I don't think anything about it. It's psychology, and it's aliens. It's not my forte. But he's basing his beliefs on his /instincts./ *shakes his head.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:21 pm [[Hm. At least he listened to -one- of them.]] [[He must ask what you do when faced with a case like the ones they are trying to work out if you don't apply these psychology things, though.]] FakeProwl 9:23 pm Mm. And yet he still can't comprehend that maybe understanding a criminal makes it easier to catch the criminal. Psychology is good for theories. It works for guesses. Guesses give you somewhere to look if you don't have anywhere else. FakeProwl 9:25 pm Where you WANT to look? Facts. Evidence. Paint, tread marks, dents. Objects that have clearly been removed from the crime scene that should be there, objects that were left at the crime scene that shouldn't be there. THAT'S where you want to look. FakeProwl 9:28 pm If you have imagined up a theory of what the suspect ought to look like, and then you find a suspect that matches your fantasy, that doesn't prove anything. No matter how good your theory is. That doesn't make your suspect guilty. Once you HAVE that suspect, sure, you can look for REAL evidence. You find a hammer in his home with scrapes of the victim's paint around the edge—great. NOW you've got your killer. Because now you have EVIDENCE. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:29 pm [[Then the point of his work should be use as a helpful tool, not the ending of the search.]] [[Correct?]] FakeProwl 9:30 pm Exactly. And he's—overreaching. Like the theory with the kid with a problem with authority. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:32 pm [[Is that a common problem? Making up too much?]] FakeProwl 9:32 pm Ugh. SOME people. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:33 pm *A little startled by the ugh and the emphasis on '"some".*

[[...What? What is wrong?]] FakeProwl 9:34 pm Nothing's wrong. I've had some coworkers I didn't like. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:35 pm [[Oh. You were - he thought something on screen was objectionable and he'd missed it.]] FakeProwl 9:35 pm No, no. I was answering your question. Terrible investigators. They could make up a whole novel based off the shape of a scrape. FakeProwl 9:37 pm Trust me on this—as the most meticulous report-writer in the Iaconian Mechaforensics Division—the maximum you can /actually/ get out of the shape of a scrape is eight pages. Single-spaced. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:38 pm *He looks at Prowl, slightly open-mouthed even though he doesn't intend to speak out loud, closes his mouth, opens it.*

[[...Do you still have any? Reports like that.]] FakeProwl 9:39 pm From IMD? They probably didn't survive the war. The only person I know who /might/ still have some of my old paperwork is— Oh, no, he's dead. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:39 pm *Yes, yes? Who? Wh-- oh. Damn.*

[[...If he found an interesting scrape, could you write a sample?]] ItsyBitsySpyers 9:41 pm *Gestures to the screen with his free hand.* [[They can't possibly--]] ((one sec i cro'd my food)) FakeProwl 9:41 pm ((oh my god)) Hm. They revised their theory based on new evidence. The bad investigators don't do that. FakeProwl 9:43 pm Psychology is still a dangerous game, though. Anybody can make up any one of a dozen stories to fit the known facts. Maybe one of that dozen fits the actual profile of the actual perp. FakeProwl 9:44 pm But what if the theory that the investigator actually thought up and settled on was one of the OTHER dozen? His optics will glaze right over when the real suspect goes by, because he didn't fit the profile. It's bound to be no different on Earth. Their minds are no less varied and complicated than ours. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:45 pm [["Now what has he done"? Has he done other things?]] FakeProwl 9:46 pm She clearly despises him. Maybe he's never done anything—that she knows of. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:51 pm [[...It still seems lucky.]] FakeProwl 9:51 pm It IS lucky. It's also TV. They got to script an easy capture. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:54 pm [[Well, yes. But if it is meant to reflect how things are done - that's all.]] FakeProwl 9:55 pm It's sci-fi. The sci is scicology. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:56 pm *Looks at.* FakeProwl 9:56 pm *poker face* ... It wasn't very good, was it. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:57 pm [[It was very good. He was trying to think of how to compliment it without you denying the compliment.]] FakeProwl 9:57 pm Oh. Thanks. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:59 pm *Nod nod.* [[He likes when you dabble in wordplay. You tend to find unexpected moments for it.]] *So Prowl doesn't feel pressured for the future, and because it is true:* [[Though he likes the more obvious ones too.]] FakeProwl 9:59 pm It isn't my forte. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:00 pm *See? Denying the compliment.* [[Then it is all the more impressive.]] FakeProwl 10:02 pm I do what I can. *He knows Soundwave appreciates them.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:02 pm *Better.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:09 pm *Munch munch munch.*

[[Sometimes he has wondered - no. Hold on.]] *Tries to rearrange his thoughts some.* [[He is not truly meant for law enforcement. You know that already; he told you. And you have working optics.]]

[[But sometimes he wonders what things would be different if others had his abilities. In this case, if a better officer had them.]] [[How that would change dealing with suspects, and the laws around it.]] FakeProwl 10:10 pm Mm. ... It'd make interrogations a lot easier. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:10 pm [[He can confirm that one.]] ((AAAAGH OJ IN MY EYE brb washing eye)) FakeProwl 10:10 pm ((oh no)) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:12 pm [[Whether or not that would - hmm. Should? Be legal to use. Information gathered that way.]] FakeProwl 10:12 pm ... This character again. Is he going to be a mass murderer? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:13 pm [[Perhaps they'll use their invention to catch him.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 10:14 pm [[...He's in security system work. He's going to break into places he's already secured, isn't he.]] FakeProwl 10:14 pm ... It probably would be legal, under the right circumstances, with the right supervision and clearance and evidence that it was both justified and necessary. I don't know whether it SHOULD be. ... Well—yes. It should be. But /should/ it be. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:17 pm *Soundwave vents quietly.*

[[Do you know how many illegal things he hears others being tempted to do? How many he listens to every day?]] FakeProwl 10:18 pm Give me a rough number. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:19 pm [[You don't want it.]] FakeProwl 10:19 pm I wouldn't ask if I didn't. FakeProwl 10:26 pm *jumps* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:26 pm *Soundwave shakes his head. No, he really doesn't think Prowl does. At least, he won't once he sees how high the number climbs even on a good day.*

[[But he can't act on them. Not now, anyway. Under Megatron, it was--]] Never mind. [[Not now. He has to wait until something comes of it, if it does. Which is rare, compared to how often he hears things.]]

[[It is good for an intelligence officer to have. It is not for a p--]] *JUMP* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:28 pm *Long vent. What timing.*

[[...Not a good ability for a police mech, he thinks.]] FakeProwl 10:30 pm *he DOES want to see that number, thank you.* ... It sounds like a nightmare. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:36 pm [[It was less of one when he wasn't trying to do your job.]] *Soft huff.* [[So. You see why he wondered what would happen to the system if there were more like him.]]

[[...It is probably for the best that there aren't.]] *Flicks a hand.* [[He doesn't mean to derail. He was thinking about the idea of 'useful tools'.]] FakeProwl 10:37 pm I don't know. It's hard to extrapolate from a sample size of one. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:44 pm [[He is a Pit of a one sometimes, if he says so himself. Forgive him if he's not eager to increase the sample size.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 10:46 pm [[...And he doesn't see what an interest in bondage has to do with criminality.]] FakeProwl 10:47 pm You'll be pleased to know we're not going to ask you to sign up for any tests trying to replicate your brain. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:47 pm [[...He is, actually.]] FakeProwl 10:47 pm It's an awful stereotype, the bondage thing. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:48 pm [[Have you run into it yourself?]] FakeProwl 10:53 pm The worst I ever encountered was a mech who believed it was impossible for someone who got off to tying people up to be psychologically stable. FakeProwl 10:54 pm I took out a set of bright, red, and obviously toy handcuffs. He shut up. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:55 pm *Amused.* [[Do you still have them?]] ItsyBitsySpyers 10:58 pm *LOUD huff.* [[Buzzsaw is highly intelligent and he could not find a thing in the correct spot in his deployer's room if everyone's life depended on it.]] FakeProwl 10:59 pm Like I said. Science fiction. That particular set of cuffs? No. I like cuffs like them, though. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:02 pm [[...Do you have any now?]] FakeProwl 11:03 pm Not currently. Lost my last set on the Lost Light. Rodimus borrowed it. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:04 pm *The return of the wrinkled faceplates and some munching.* [[Let's leave that pair where it is.]] FakeProwl 11:05 pm If he's still got it, it's somewhere halfway across the galaxy by now, so I think that's fair. FakeProwl 11:06 pm That's the third time he's shown up. He's definitely going to be the big villain. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:09 pm [[The to-be villain is off to a slow start.]]

[[...This reminds him. He has had a silver handcuff key for some time now, but nothing to go with it.]] [[An anonymous gift. He's often wondered what to do with it. Perhaps he'll have a set built around it.]] FakeProwl 11:10 pm Hm. An interesting concept. Building a lock to fit a key. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:12 pm [[More complex things have been reversed before.]] This message has been removed. FakeProwl 11:14 pm If you want /recreational/ cuffs, I'll have to give you specifications. They have to be designed differently than regular cuffs. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:15 pm [[...He didn't say they were for him. But that would probably be helpful.]] FakeProwl 11:16 pm Hm. Well, whoever they're for. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:17 pm [[Yes. Whoever they're for.]] FakeProwl 11:18 pm *a brief ghost of a smirk* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:22 pm [[It amuses him when others mistake cuteness for an inability to manipulate.]] FakeProwl 11:26 pm ... Why is the girlfriend in this show? I thought when she was introduced that she was going to contribute her psychological education to the development of this whole system. But she's... not part of the plot. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:28 pm [[Perhaps she has a greater role yet to come?]] FakeProwl 11:28 pm Perhaps. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:32 pm [[So be rude.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 11:34 pm [[...What does hair have to do with confiding.]] FakeProwl 11:35 pm *shrugs. hair is mysterious and kind of hard to look at.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:35 pm *He knows there is an Earth movie claiming someone's hair is full of secrets, but he never worked out what that meant and this seemed to have been a dead end too, so... oh well.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:40 pm *Polishes off the last of his snacks and sets the stash on the ground by the couch. He'll clean that up later.* FakeProwl 11:40 pm *for the record—that was an impressive quantity of snacks.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:41 pm *He won't have thought about it as such. It's just what he needed to refill on.*

[[Cleaning supplies.]] FakeProwl 11:42 pm *And Prowl has changed his estimates for the capacity of Soundwave's fuel tank.* The magic words. FakeProwl 11:44 pm There will likely be blood in the drains of the sink and tub still. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:44 pm [[...Still?]] FakeProwl 11:44 pm Still, yes. Dried. Traces. But detectable, even without luminol. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:45 pm [[But humans bathe more often than we do.]] [[Shouldn't that have washed it down?]] FakeProwl 11:45 pm From what I have seen of forensics on Earth, blood is /extremely/ hard to get rid of. Traces of it will dry and stick around forever. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:46 pm [[Hmm. That... sounds odd, but he will trust you.]] *And maybe not tell Knock Out there are probably traces of Silas all over his tools still.* FakeProwl 11:47 pm Even once it's been completely cleaned up to the naked eye, invisible traces of it will remain and be detectable with proper chemical tests. I think it's the... lllipids? Some component of the blood. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:48 pm [[...Human blood has components?]] FakeProwl 11:48 pm ... Yes. There's multiple ingredients. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:49 pm [[And those don't separate in their fuel lines.]] FakeProwl 11:50 pm No. It's all very thoroughly mixed. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:50 pm [[...He will be reading up on this.]] FakeProwl 11:51 pm I don't know all of the components. But I know it contains mitochondria and DNA. And I'm told it contains iron, but tastes like copper. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:51 pm [[That part is true.]] FakeProwl 11:52 pm Please tell me you haven't tasted human blood. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:53 pm [[He hasn't, no.]] *Disgusting.* [[But Ravage licked some once, and it was not too different from the blood of the creature they call e-mu. Which he has hunted.]] FakeProwl 11:54 pm *... eating organics. yeah, okay, great. just keep your mouth shut and nod, Prowl. yes. fascinating. e-mu.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:54 pm *Eyeing Prowl. He can hear that awkward silence, you know.*

[[He said it smelled like metal and wanted to find out why. The emu was for a plant.]] [[Those without hands have to have -some- way of carrying things.]] FakeProwl 11:55 pm "For a plant"? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:56 pm *...Oops. He'll carry on like it's nothing.*

[[Yes. Our Ratchet maintains a... what is the word. A greenhouse. Many Earth plants benefit from the presence of dead organic matter and some consume other organics.]] *And so does the one in his shed, but they're not talking about that one right now.* FakeProwl 11:57 pm *oh. that's much better than what prowl was thinking. he was picturing a pink alchemy production plant.* Yes, ah... fertilization, I think it's called? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:57 pm [[That is eggs.]] FakeProwl 11:58 pm Oh. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:58 pm [[...He thinks.]] FakeProwl 11:59 pm ... You're probably right, I've been researching eggs far more recently than I've been researching anything that might concern plantlife on Earth. Yesterday ItsyBitsySpyers 11:59 pm *One of his optics twitches ever so slightly with the effort to keep a straight face. He doesn't normally bother when his mask is off, so it's not easy.*

[[He's not surprised.]] FakeProwl 12:01 am *oblivious to the twitch. probably would have been oblivious to whatever expression soundwave was suppressing, too.* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:02 am *Good. It'll make him happier not being called out on the difference between the blank visor and his rather mobile features.*

[[He wouldn't mind seeing the data you've gathered, when you have a chance to share it.]] FakeProwl 12:03 am *Barely manages to keep a straight face himself. Most of the "data" he's gathered is Tarantulas's porn.* ... I'll see what's shareable. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:04 am *Helm tilt. That's an odd thing to say. Has he been interviewing other egg-layers or something?*

[[Very well. Thank you.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 12:06 am [[For now, though, he should rest. Frames heal faster with fewer systems running.]]

[[Would you like to join him? He does not yet know how your new schedule changes things...]] FakeProwl 12:07 am I am, once again, diurnal. So I'd be delighted. *The Constructicons are letting Prowl sleep NEAR them again, but not WITH them.* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:12 am *Perk. Then he doesn't need to rush off right away?*

[[Good.]] *He wobbles slightly standing up, but gets his balance quickly enough and offers his good arm. He'll carry the avatar up there with him if Prowl wants.* [[Let us go. Here, for now, though he -would- like to see your apartment in person and not through a camera lens some time.]] FakeProwl 12:14 am ... Sometime when the Constructicons are out. And confident you won't bug it while they're gone. *that's going to take a while.* *takes Soundwave's hand. no carrying. not with your arm the way it is. no matter how light avatars can get.* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:16 am [[He is a very patient mech... and they'll have even less reason than usual to worry about that if you keep him busy enough.]]

*Ah? Not a problem. He likes that, too. And toward the stairs he goes - after giving the back of Prowl's hand a kiss.*