#and while they aren’t featured as much I still love Bee and Optimus and Megatron and Elita!!!! they’re so fun and interesting to me!!

[peak-dumbass]

tumblr isn’t letting me edit my tags unless I add text sorry OP

I will never full-on slander Earthspark.

Yes, I know S2 and "S3" writers are different (I'm always for Marty Isenberg though that was a neat surprise) AND the animation went downhill with a new studio (no hate to any workers) but it is not the worst show like I've seen people say it is ever since S1 finished. It's not "ruined", maybe lost potential but not flat out "RUINED FOREVER".

A few episodes in these last two batches were kinda "huh" BUT, I personally really enjoyed them, ESPECIALLY this last batch. Good amount of action, comedy and character interactions.

Imo, Earthspark doesn't SUCK. It is not "ruined". Circumstances may have affected the production quality, but I don't think it needs "saving" the way people think.

I do criticise the "batches" format and I will always criticise Paramount's shit advertising and Hasbro's lack of care and toy distribution. Hasbro hates money after all.

And I'm saying this as a Starscream fan? I bloody love Earthspark and the plot S2+S3 gave us.

(Even if he is a total bitch ala Starscream, I am a little concerned for him. But this is not the Starscream show, it's the Malto show!!)

[unimooshi]

Christmas Fluff Snippet Megapost

(brought to you by your host Mooshi bc I’m stuck at home and wanna procrastinate cleaning my room :) )

Rated: G/Fluff

Relationship(s): Literally as many I can think within the span of 3 hours as they’re all basically 1 paragraph long. Feel free to read whichever ones you want I’m making word soup rn. We smackin’ tonight kings, queen, and royals in between😌😭✨

All relationships can be whatever universe you want, unless stated otherwise. Have a good time

Also please keep in mind that I haven’t read a lot of the comics and have a limited knowledge on the cartoons bc I haven’t watched some of them, but I’ll try my best to write out the dynamic as I see it.

1) Starscream/Optimus (StarPrime) you knew we were gonna start with OTP

“I know you wanted to visit Earth for a small vacation, but did you really have to choose the coldest of Earth months to visit?”, Starscream said with borderline disgust as he stared at the snow at the bottom of their ship, the only redeeming thing about the environment was the setting sun.

He kneeled down and scooped up a pile of snow, watching it crumble away between his digits. His internal heating system kicking into overdrive to compensate, little puffs of steam floating into the air. It wasn’t that it was cold, the issue was how wet it would be. The mess that would be made inside their circuits and the water dripping from exposed wiring made Starscream shiver.

“No, I didn’t have to but Earth has such a happy culture this time of year and I wanted to share that with you. I think you’ll like Christmas. Cheer up, let’s take a walk.” , Optimus planted a small peck on the side of Starscream’s helm and stepped outside, the soft crunch of snow following the Prime.

Starscream reluctantly stepped into the snow and groaned with how much water his sensors were already detecting, “How happy could this holiday possibly be with frozen condensation falling from the sky and getting into your circuits?”

“Well, according to what can be found on the internet, it’s an annual religious festival, but most humans use it as a time to see loved ones and celebrate their love for one another.”, Optimus took Starscream’s servo and interlaced it with his own, removing his battle mask to reveal a soft smile with blue optics to match, “and besides you can take a warm lather in the washracks later while I warm up some energon. I know you like watching Earth movies every once in a while.”

Starscream really couldn’t argue with his conjux and just vented out more heat, the puff leaving a trail of white steam as it floated into the evening sky. If being on a mud ball planet meant Optimus would be relaxed then he supposed it would be worth getting his circuits drenched for. Honestly, doing anything was worth it if it meant his Prime would stop thinking about his responsibilities even for just a cycle.

“Your strobes are blinking by the way.”

Starscream stopped walking and flapped his wings into view then dipped them low, brushing it off.

“It doesn’t mean anything.”

“I’m sure it doesn’t.”, Optimus rolled his optics and laughed, holding his conjux’s servo a little tighter.

———

2) Knockout/Breakdown (KOBD)

“Merry Christmas Knockout!”, Breakdown burst into the Medbay with a clumsily wrapped box.

Knockout nearly dropped his datapad and jumped from the sudden intrusion, his servo switched out for his buzz saw until he saw who it was.

“Breakdown!”, Knockout vented out and transformed his servo back, “Don’t scare me like that so suddenly.”

“I’m sorry, but I just wanted to finally give you this. I knew you just had to have it when I saw it and I really hope you like it.”

“All is forgiven. Thank you.”, Knockout casually tore away at the wrapping and lifted the lid, his optics glowing brighter.

“Well...do you like it?”

“Like it? I love it!”, Knockout unfolded the white stripe vinyl inside to it’s full length, laughing with a full smile, “You always know just what to get me!”

He put his gift down on the examination table and went to go hug his conjux, climbing up a little to properly plant a kiss.

As high as the mood was brought up, it was quickly shot down again.

“Wait, I’m not done with your gift yet.”, Knockout left for his datapad and scrolled through something.

“It’s alright, you don’t have to give me one. Your company is the only gift I need.”, Breakdown tried to comfort his conjux, but Knockout held out a servo to stop him.

“That’s a sweet sentiment, but it doesn’t feel fair if I had my gift before yours is even done and I don’t want you seeing it while it’s incomplete.”

“I’m sure I’ll like it even if it’s unfinished. The thought matters more than what it is. Can you tell me what it is?”

“Are you sure?”

Breakdown nodded excitedly.

Knockout sighed and handed over the datapad, “It’s only about 75% of the way done, but it’s a transcription of that Earth book you wanted to read but couldn’t find an online PDF version of it.”

Breakdown scrolled through the pages of words and felt his frame melt.

“I know it’s not as good as what you gave me but—”

“I love it!”, He lifted Knockout off the ground and squeezed, “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome but watch the paint!”

———

3) Bumblebee/Blitzwing (TFA Blitzbee)

Bumblebee wasn’t one for snow to be perfectly honest. Sure, making snowmen and having snowball fights with Sari were fun, but he mostly did those activities to make her happy as her best friend. The frosty windows on the base served as another reminder as to why he liked to stay inside where it was warm and there was plenty of oil to drink, so it was rather ironic when he started seeing a mech who could make ice and enjoyed just burying himself in the frozen stuff.

“Come outside my little bee~”

Random sang softly and taunted him from outside the Autobot base. The heat from Blitzwing’s system fogging up the window further. Everyone else in the base had retreated back to their rooms for the night, leaving Bee free to do what he wanted in the living room. At least, he would be if there wasn’t a giant beige and purple bot trying to get him outside.

“No way Blitzbrain. It’s beyond freezing out there. I’m not locking up my servos just so you can eat street snow again.”

Bumble whispered harshly and opened the window, a gush of frozen air creeped their way through the cracks of his frame. His central heating system kicked online.

Random’s glossa slithered out of his intake, “Aww why not?”

“Because it’s gross. And that’s saying something when it comes from me!”

Vrrrr.

“I suppose that’s true.”, Icy’s lips pouted outward as he pressed his digits to his chin. His sharp features standing out in the crisp darkness of the night, “But aren’t you the one always wanting to go out? Why is it so different this time?”

“Because time impossible to drive in snow and I don’t wanna deal with traffic.”

“It’s the middle of the night.”

“So?”

Vrrrr.

“So why don’t you want to come out here and spend some time away from this stupid base you tiny bug bot!”

Bee held a digit to his intake, “I’m right here idiot, you’ll wake everyone up and then they’ll see you and then we’ll have to fight.”

Vrrrr.

“You’re afraid of the snow aren’t you.”

“What? No. That’s not—I’m not afraid of it are you kidding me? Only sparklings are afraid of stupid things like that.”

“Ok, so you just don’t like the cold.”

“So what if I don’t?”

“Even if you can’t drive, it’s still a nice night for flying.”

Bumblebee’s optics widened, “Flying?”

“Yes. Calm winds, clear skies, no organics or bots in the streets, what more could you wait for?”

“You’re gonna take me flying?”, Bee’s voice rose in pitch and he looked up at his mechfriend with stars in his eyes.

Vrrrr.

“If you keep repeating the same thing I’ll crush you with this wall!”

Vrrrr.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen something go splat!”

Random laughed at his own morbid thought.

“Ok, first of all, don’t crush me. You’re like three times my size, you don’t need a wall. Second, as long as I don’t have to get my servos wet I’ll be there in a nanoklik.”

Bumblebee gave a quick peck before racing away to touch himself up a little for his small impromptu date.

———

4) Megatron/Soundwave (MegaWave)

Megatron was busy. Again.

Soundwave didn’t mind it much as he just worked on his reports, but deep in his spark he really hoped he would’ve made some time to be with him. There was no such luck unfortunately. Soundwave knew his leader was always busy which is what made their small times together all the more special and intimate. Nobody ever saw the side of the warlord that he did and he was quite proud of that. It made him feel special.

>Soundwave.

A private communication line blipped open from Megatron. What convenient timing.

>Yes, Lord Megatron?

>I need you to send a message to Shockwave about the latest export of energon. There will be a delay because of Autobot meddling, but it shouldn’t take more than a couple earth cycles to have everything in order.

>Message received. Will be sent as soon as possible.

>Good. By the way Soundwave, I’ve left something for you in your desk compartment. Consider it a token of my appreciation for all you’ve done staying loyal to the Decepticons.

>Understood. Thank you Lord Megatron.

With that, the line cut off and Soundwave was left alone again in the communication center. His optics glanced over at the large compartment in his desk and opened it. Inside he found a small stack of datapads and one single use datapad filled out.

—

‘To: Soundwave

Silent as a thief in the night

You crept into my spark and took flight

Your visor so full of mystery

Yet take away much of my misery

In war there is treachery

In war there is loyalty

No words could ever be strung to say how much you mean to me

Merry Christmas,

From Megatron

—

A/N: I’m done with this post. Whoop. 4 short stories in one post. This is all I could crank out in a few hours. I didn’t anticipate this day to be so busy for me😭😭. I’ve been hanging out with family and dropping off gifts for friends at their door step. You can kinda tel I gave up at the end and poems aren’t really my thing. I’ll finish the rest tomorrow, so just pretend that whatever I post tomorrow was done today. Tell me what you think and have a nice night. I’m gonna pass out now. Mwah.

AND YES WHEN I WRITE MEGS IN ANY FIC HE IS A MUSHY BASTARD WHEN HES NOT AN ASS HAT AND THATS ON SOFT BASTARDS😌✨✨

[verdigrisprowl]

Feb 20 Lost Light Stream @ Soundwave’s Bar - Transformers Prime 63-65

The series is over. Prowl feels let down that in this universe Bumblebee killed Megatron, but in Prowl’s universe Bumblebee got them stuck with Autobot Megatron.

There were three people whose names remained “Guest” all night - Shockwave & Co., Wheeljack, and Bruin. I had to manually change all of those “Guest”s to their actual names. I was going fast so I probably got a few wrong. If Wheeljack suddenly sounds like Predaking at any point, that’s why.

opatoes: SOUNDS you've got those videos! NoodlesAtNight: [[So many of them.]] He says, while fiddling with something behind the bar for a moment. opatoes: ((dangit rabbit still has that nickname problem)) NoodlesAtNight: ((Yeah I'm sorry)) queenjazzy: that is weird)) opatoes: ((All good!)) opatoes: BEEPBEE radioactivibee: (( this mmd is amazing i'm in love radioactivibee: Hey Smokey NoodlesAtNight: ((tonight is TFA MMD night 😄 )) radioactivibee: (( this is lovely omg )) NoodlesAtNight: [[Seat yourselves wherever you wish. Move furniture if need be - as long as it actually moves.]] opatoes: Can I sit on you NoodlesAtNight: *Placing snacks on the bar* radioactivibee: (( ...i just remember that one with TFA Bee and um-OH! Love & Joy! )) radioactivibee: Yes! Because I can't break anymore! queenjazzy: [she goes off to get some snacks before sitting in her normal spot, waiting for Whirl] NoodlesAtNight: ((i stg if that's you wj)) agooddistraction: 😎 opatoes: /He's gonna try to dance to this! radioactivibee: [is never going to take a TFA Megatron seriously ever again] radioactivibee: ...That Optimus's waist is thinner than Arcee's opatoes: /Never took him seriously in the first place but still won't/ radioactivibee: (( !!!! JET TWINS!!!!! )) NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave nods to Airachnid and the other newcomers. Welcome, welcome. They'll start in roughly ten-twelve kliks.* Txen: ((dinner successfully retrieved B^) )) Bruin: *small stampede because everyone wanted to come see the finale, they'll just find a booth up front* opatoes: sounds sounds sounds get a video with you in it chronosmith: It's that time again. Time to regret that I have an eye left. NoodlesAtNight: [[He already has several with him in them. And his alternates. He will play one before and one after.]] NoodlesAtNight: *Laserbeak floats over to the stampede and makes herself comfortable, like you do.* NoodlesAtNight: [[And believe him - he's regretting this one as much as you, Whirl.]] Jazz. Ugh. radioactivibee: Wow. Jazz. opatoes: /If any of the predacons are here, he's going to grab some snacks and take a seat near them!/ chronosmith: At least you let yourself suffer WITH us. *stakes out a table and gets comfy* NoodlesAtNight: [[It is his duty as a host.]] Bruin: Hello Lazerbeak! * Spotter will scoot over slightly, he will share the head perch for now* NoodlesAtNight: *GASP a shared perch... she's so taking that* radioactivibee: [gonna grab a snack and huddle up on the floor with a blanket] NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave pings Shockwave. This one may or may not be for him.* queenjazzy: [this music why] Txen: *Darksteel and Skylynx are comfily flopped in dragon mode on the dance floor. they welcome people willing to pay a Snack Tax* Txen: *meanwhile, Shockwave is mildly conflicted* chronosmith: The best I can say is that this dance isn't incredibly sexual to watch. Thank GOD. chronosmith: And, I like his color. He's got good taste. opatoes: /Smokescreen's happy to offer snacks to Darksteel and Skylynx, and is going to flop down close to them./ NoodlesAtNight: [[We will start after this.]] Txen: *is mostly indifferent to these silly videos regardless of 'who' is featured in them. ...mostly* opatoes: START THE DOWNLOAD SOUNDS chronosmith: So far these aren't... nearly as painful as I had expected. I can only attribute this to the lack of Starscream. Txen: *hear hears from the dragons in the audience* chronosmith: *hops up to approach the bar; is Ravage working it this time, too?* NoodlesAtNight: *Yes, he is.* queenjazzy: The music is still grating to the audial sensors however. radioactivibee: Yeah, but you don't like anything fun. opatoes: I think the music's pretty great! It's fun! chronosmith: All right, mech. You run tabs? I don't got anything on me right this second, but you know I'm good for some of the good stuff. NoodlesAtNight: *Ravage gives Whirl a squint* queenjazzy: No one asked you Bug. NoodlesAtNight: =Fine. Order.= radioactivibee: And someone asked /you,/ Spidersqueak? opatoes: ... what is with decepticons and having nice voices chronosmith: Gaugebuster. Tall as you can spare. How many boxes you want in return? radioactivibee: I don't know, but do you remember Dreadwing's? radioactivibee: Dreamy. NoodlesAtNight: [[It was pleasant.]] opatoes: I know, right? radioactivibee: ...Oh right. Spidersqueak, you ripped off Soundwave on the whole "kidnap Ratchet" thing. NoodlesAtNight: *Ravage taps his tail claws three times, then goes to mix up something fit to be called "tall".* opatoes: ..... queenjazzy: I was stating it to no one. radioactivibee: ...Frag, Predaking has a nice voice too. queenjazzy: MY Soundwave never did it. queenjazzy: Because he is dead. chronosmith: *leans on the bar and watches while he waits* opatoes: predaking's voice is so nice radioactivibee: .................. NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave settles in next to his ally. Time to enjoy tonight.* Txen: *there is a Predaking here, by the way* opatoes: Like- I could listen to jhim read random comm numbers, you know? opatoes: ..... agooddistraction: boom opatoes: WHEELJACK WHEELWHEEL YOU'RE BEING COOL Txen: Darksteel: *snorts* Maybe you just ain't heard enough of it yet. NoodlesAtNight: *Uuuuuuup goes the drink. Have at.* agooddistraction: I'm always cool chronosmith: *nods once his drink is done and takes it in one claw* Three, you got it. Either by Wednesday or next Monday. opatoes: Maybe I could hear more? radioactivibee: Dang Magnus... NoodlesAtNight: *Yes. Punch Magnus. Good.* radioactivibee: (( ...i'm gonna v quickly get food i did not think this out opatoes: You are always cool-- how're you so cool? radioactivibee: Agreed. chronosmith: *NICE move, big guy* queenjazzy: [she enjoys the Predacon is winning against Prime] chronosmith: *makes his way back to his table and hunches over his Gaugebuster, inhaling the bouquet* NoodlesAtNight: \\WHAT'S IT LIKE GETTIN' CARRIED OFF LIKE THAT?\\ chronosmith: PFFT. chronosmith: Scooped you up like a kitten, Shockwave! Ha! opatoes: I wanna be scooped up like that opatoes: I mean opatoes: Kittenwave Txen: Analog flight is less steady than jet propulsion. Txen: *is not a kitten. or a kittenwave* opatoes: ..... chronosmith: It is, but it's so, so much more interesting. opatoes: what is WITH Decepticons and standing above you while you're knocked out NoodlesAtNight: [[It's called intimidation.]] chronosmith: I mean, ALL forms of flight are inferior to rotary flight, let's just settle that now. But Analogue flight is not too shabby. agooddistracyion: They like to feel tall queenjazzy: What Soundwave said. opatoes: Megatron doesn't want me there again pf Txen: I was not asked whether I found it interesting. I was asked what the experience of being carried by a Predacon is like. chronosmith: I was just commenting, mech. queenjazzy: Why are Autobot bases so easy to find? Txen: *could talk about flight bladders and wing structure all day* chronosmith: *he would probably listen* chronosmith: Dunno. I think too few people take advantage of moving bases, personally. queenjazzy: [chinhands] opatoes: ..... queenjazzy: He's so cute when he's grumpy. chronosmith: *sidelong, sly glance at Airachnid* Txen: *privately agrees. not that he's going to admit out loud that his current base is mobile* chronosmith: Something tells me you find ALL of his moods cute, Legs. *snickers* NoodlesAtNight: *Extremely silent agreement.* opatoes: ....... queenjazzy: You know what? I cannot even argue with that. opatoes: Who feels guilty for working with Megatron chronosmith: *snickers again and takes a sip of his drink* Txen: ((magnus no)) opatoes: ultra magnus is pretty bad at inspirational speeches huh Txen: ((hes trying but its so bad every time)) chronosmith: Lord. The worst. NoodlesAtNight: [[You have no idea.]] NoodlesAtNight: [[He eavesdropped on many of them during the war.]] queenjazzy: I was more inspired by reading the instructions on how to heat up energon. opatoes: Kinda miss hearing from him, though chronosmith: I've got a pretty good track record of hyping up mechs before a fight. Y'all should've been there before we raided Temptoria. opatoes: .... Star that wasn't-- okay NoodlesAtNight: \\YEAH? WHAT WAS IT LIKE?\\ chronosmith: Nothing is more stirring than hearing a shipful of mechs chant with you: "We kill 'Cons!" NoodlesAtNight: \\TCH.\\ NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave shakes his helm. Honestly, Starscream...* queenjazzy: [happy chirping] queenjazzy: [so cute] Txen: *Starscream, why didn't you just level the entire place... imbecile* opatoes: He's- distracting him with technology chronosmith: Uh oh. They've appealed to his... inner nerd. opatoes: ..... NoodlesAtNight: *Decepticon Engineering is indeed very, very impressive.* queenjazzy: Indeed. queenjazzy: It's very easy to do so with actually decent technology is around. Txen: *thats what happens when you have superior resources committed to superior minds* opatoes: Primus I'm glad my Megs hasn't looked at Earth again NoodlesAtNight: [[No, we aren't...]] chronosmith: Pfft. Mama. chronosmith: *makes a very soft, cheeping noise, like a baby bird* radioactivibee: [walks back in with dinner] radioactivibee: Oooooh, so that's how they got Ratchet to work with them. chronosmith: So this is how you seduce mecha to your side. With science. queenjazzy: He does love science. Txen: *all the predacons perk up at that. even Predaking does, a little. Darksteel cheeps back* NoodlesAtNight: [[It's very effective.]] radioactivibee: You should know radioactivibee: ..........Raf opatoes: PFPFF radioactivibee: Raf no. radioactivibee: RAF NO chronosmith: *blinks and looks over* ... *well, he might as well: cheeps again* opatoes: HE'S BECOMING MINI RATCHET NoodlesAtNight: *Laserbeak makes a raspberry noise at Whirl* chronosmith: *swivels his helm over and cheeps back, adorably* chronosmith: *it sounds just like it did when he was temporarily a bird* Txen: Darksteel: You sound -just- like a hatchling. chronosmith: *LAUGHS* NoodlesAtNight: \\MAYBE YOU OUGHTA SIT ON 'IM.\\ chronosmith: I do? I've yet to see these hatchlings of yours. Txen: Darksteel: *half-gets up and looks mischievous like he's thinking about the sitting thing* radioactivibee: ...Oh. chronosmith: *eyes Darksteel with an amused, deadpan expression* Do I look like an egg to you? NoodlesAtNight: *Laserbeak chirps in Darksteel's direction* {{What big blue egg say?}} Txen: Darksteel: *tilts head till its almost sideways* Dunno. You look pretty leggy for an eggy, hyeh heh! queenjazzy: [chirrup at screen. is happy he's getting so much screen time] chronosmith: *SNICKERS AGAIN* chronosmith: ((also brb y'all i am gonna grab something)) radioactivibee: ...Egg? opatoes: egg radioactivibee: Egg FakeProwl: *is late* FakeProwl: How much did I miss? NoodlesAtNight: (txt): Will send summary. FakeProwl: *acknowledging ping* Txen: Skylynx: *sniffs at Laserbeak* It's not a real language. More like begging for attention. NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Decepticons took component. Ratchet taken aboard Nemesis, convinced to assist Omega Lock/synthetic energon perfection process. Laserbeak piece modified, now ship tracker. opatoes: The 'cons aren't THAT observant Txen: ...The Nemesis has sophisticated sensory technology. chronosmith: Well, there are worst fates that being sat on by a predacon. *takes asip, and regards the group with a cheeky, cheerful optic* Might even be fun. NoodlesAtNight: {{Maybe egg cold. You give attention, egg not chirp.}} radioactivibee: Yeah Smokes, they are. opatoes: I ran through there and stole back relics without them EVER noticing. They're pretty bad at this. FakeProwl: *who's near soundwave* queenjazzy: [happy clapping, she's glad Ratchet is ordering Knock Out around] Txen: *Shockwave is of course* opatoes: 😞 NoodlesAtNight: *Slithers one feeler out juuuuuuust enough to deliver a tiny bzzt to Shockwave's side. He likes hearing his ally work. Then masks it by continuing to stretch it and reach past to lift Ravage and bring him over to the crowd* Txen: Skylynx: *sticks out tongue* I had enough of that, thanks~ chronosmith: *he's watching Airachnid just as much as he is the documentary, eager to see all of her reactions to ratchet* FakeProwl: *no one else? tolerable. sits on soundwave's other side.* NoodlesAtNight: *Nod.* chronosmith: Liege. Ugh. radioactivibee: Shockwave has really pretty biolights. It's not fair Swoop: :V chronosmith: You'll never catch ME calling ANYONE "liege." NoodlesAtNight: *Laserbeak caws a hello at Swoop* Swoop: *has no idea what's going on, waves anyway* queenjazzy: I only say it out of habit. Megatron liked to be called that. My new commanding officer? Not so much. FakeProwl: *oh, good. the newest addition to Prowl's list of pests.* queenjazzy: Thankfully. Txen: *Shockwave stiffens when zapped, with a quiet sound that's only partially born of surprise. his claws tighten their grip on his thighs* radioactivibee: Wonder why... chronosmith: There's no way in hell I'd serve someone who required me to call them that. NoodlesAtNight: *Silently amused.* Swoop: Keheheh them not very good at shooting queenjazzy: No... they are not. Txen: *called Megatron whatever was most convenient to maintaining tolerable working conditions, Whirl. not that he's paying attention to the 'liege' debate* queenjazzy: [looks at new guest] chronosmith: *some people are able to set aside their pride to continue to be productive members of society. Shockwave is among them; Whirl is not* radioactivibee: Why liege though? That's...so pretentious. opatoes: Megatron's pretty pretentious radioactivibee: ...Fair. chronosmith: If someone wanted ANY kind of honorific they should fight for it, I say. Swoop: PFF NoodlesAtNight: [[He did.]] Swoop: EVERYONE bad shooters NoodlesAtNight: [[For millions of years.]] Txen: *the predacons agree* queenjazzy: Because he IS pretentious. queenjazzy: Or. queenjazzy: Was. chronosmith: Well, personally, I mean. radioactivibee: ...Dang Ratchet. opatoes: ......... opatoes: primus chronosmith: ((JEFFREY.... COMBS!!!)) radioactivibee: (( MY LOVE )) NoodlesAtNight: {{Neheheh. Bye-bye, Bird bit~ You not so good as real Bird.}} Swoop: No one good as real Bird :> chronosmith: Not even close. *toasts Laserbeak* NoodlesAtNight: *Flutters her wing plates at both compliments* Txen: *THAT DAINTY WAY HE HOLDS THE VIAL* Swoop: Kick him, Ratchet! :V radioactivibee: ............. opatoes: ........... opatoes: bee radioactivibee: Smokey Swoop: ????? opatoes: are you thinking what I'm thinking Swoop: Why Predaking fight Ratchet??? Txen: ... *glances inscrutably at Soundwave* chronosmith: Personal satisfaction. queenjazzy: What he said. radioactivibee: Predaking looks pretty nice? chronosmith: They bamboozled the hell out of him. Swoop: 😕 NoodlesAtNight: {{Him thinking Autobot kill brothers.}} opatoes: .... Something like that radioactivibee: .............. Swoop: Do they? queenjazzy: [quiet hissing under breath] radioactivibee: W-were you thinking something else? opatoes: .... I mean- maybe? NoodlesAtNight: {{Noooo. Him Megatron done.}} radioactivibee: What> Swoop: Predaking go beat up Megatron then opatoes: I'm not about to sya! Swoop: Not Ratchet 😕 😕 😕 radioactivibee: Why noooooooot? Txen: ((you two are lucky predakings over on the other side of the room lmao)) NoodlesAtNight: *Tiny head turn in Shockwave's direction.* opatoes: Because Predaking's here? radioactivibee: Oh radioactivibee: wait wha- [looks across room] radioactivibee: ............. Swoop: ((bro Swoop'd say it to his face)) radioactivibee: [aaand the mouthguard goes up] Swoop: ((i am 12 and what is this)) Txen: Predaking: *looking regal in a chair and watching events intently* Swoop: :V Swoop: *so much squacking* Swoop: *the opposite of regal* opatoes: /He's gonna wave at Predaking and wink/ radioactivibee: ... chronosmith: *SNICKERS* Swoop: ?????????????? radioactivibee: [awkwardly waves at Predaking while trying to hide his face] queenjazzy: [she's very glad these creatures don't exist in her reality] NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Work schedule adjustment progress? Nocturnal existence suitable? Txen: Predaking: *doesnt see it. this scene is Important* Swoop: *would literally fight anyone for ratchet what is happening?????* radioactivibee: [very, very happy Predaking didn't see him] FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Adjustment made. Nocturnal existence is bearable.» Swoop: :V opatoes: oh primus predaking is so cool radioactivibee: [is also very happy none of those Vehicons were Allen] chronosmith: *now also watching intently; is he gonna fight Megatron? IS HE??? OH BOY* Swoop: Rachet safe now????????????? radioactivibee: ...Optimus is so happy radioactivibee: was radioactivibee: is radioactivibee: um NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: Pleasing. Enjoy relative city silence. NoodlesAtNight: {{"Safe".}} opatoes: ..... radioactivibee: ....... Swoop: "Safe"? :V radioactivibee: Safe radioactivibee: ? opatoes: he- he- safe and okay and fine and chronosmith: One thing I don't get, though--why didn't you go ahead and kill Ratchet? *looks to Predaking* I mean, sure, Megatron set him up, but he still did the thing. opatoes: nothing will happen to him NoodlesAtNight: {{You see, you see. Watching!}} Chillsins: *Is fashionably late.* Swoop: *is going to hold Bird like a pillow cause what is this even* chronosmith: *will swivel his helm around and bob it at Windchill; he's sitting alone tonight. FOR NOW* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «The area around my worksite was already relatively quiet. Most of the nearby residents moved away after Devastator rampaged through.» agooddistraction: ((Ultra Magnus really does have skinny legs...)) NoodlesAtNight: *He's going to enjoy this footage real quick. Hold on.* Chillsins: *WHAT* chronosmith: *immediately returns his attention to the screen* Chillsins: ...What did I miss? Txen: @Soundwave *antenna twitch... then twitch again. hand inches away from his leg and into the space between them. he's Thinking. and here returns that Interest with a Capital I* opatoes: This reminds me I gotta see to sparring with Megs again radioactivibee: [enjoys this a little too much] radioactivibee: [..enjoying it less] Swoop: *such torn feelings* Him Predaking pretty cool fighter.... queenjazzy: So... he cheated. Swoop: That not cunning. That a button. Txen: Predaking: *attention flickers to Whirl when he's asked a question* He had been subdued. And I was angry. chronosmith: He... can fly. NoodlesAtNight: *Frenzy EXPLODES with laughter* Chillsins: *He's gonna find a place to sit and...figure it out.* chronosmith: Your big plan is to put him into the sky? NoodlesAtNight: *Good one, Swoop* Swoop: ((omg swoop)) opatoes: Tall dark and scaly.... chronosmith: Hmm. *shrugs* Swoop: Megatron not very good at killing people chronosmith: In Ratchet's place, I would've absolutely annihilated my enemy before they got on their feet. But in YOUR place, I would've killed him for doing it. opatoes: ,................................................................................................................ opatoes: ((dangit eggs radioactivibee: (( EGGS!!! chronosmith: (9EGG)) queenjazzy: she must speak)) NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Understood. ... Residents return in time. Public will see. NoodlesAtNight: NoodlesAtNight: *And Soundwave's digits slooooowly wander through that little space and toward Shockwave's hand.* Chillsins: *This helps fill in some of the blanks, yes.* chronosmith: *takes a nice, long swig of his gaugebuster and leans back, savoring the taste* Chillsins: That stupid sword. NoodlesAtNight: [[Wretched sword, rather.]] Chillsins: I don't like it because it's dumb and it looks dumb. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «They have already begun to see. I have, believe it or not, received some positive press.» radioactivibee: It's like, the bad version of a Lightsaber opatoes: You know, this reminds me- how far is everyone with their Cybertron's restoration? Swoop: Cybertron DEAD radioactivibee: Iacon's mostly there queenjazzy: I still cannot fathom why he gave it that name. Txen: Predaking: Understandable. *frowns* But had I done so, he would not have survived to save the life of my offspring later. The debt has been... addressed. radioactivibee: Haven't explored that much yet, trying to get more refugees to Kaon. radioactivibee: It's...pretty well-preserved NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Request: Share examples later? NoodlesAtNight: [[Cybertron's restoration progresses slowly but steadily.]] queenjazzy: Mine is fully restored because you know. chronosmith: Oh, hey. There we go. Turned out all right for you, I guess--not the first time I've heard of someone making better life decisions than I would. *snorts* radioactivibee: and thank primus tyger pax is still uninhabitable queenjazzy: The Autobots didn't destroy the Omega Lock. radioactivibee: Yeah. FakeProwl: *acknowledging ping* Chillsins: Everyone makes better life decisions than you, Whirl. chronosmith: I have no idea what state my Cybertron is in. It could've been turned to cheese for all I know. Chillsins: *Came here to be mean I guess.* NoodlesAtNight: [[A small group of scientists have camped in a facility in the ruins of Helex. They have decided to rename it Double Helex.]] NoodlesAtNight: [[Ultra Magnus' groaning could be heard for blocks.]] chronosmith: And, that's fair, Windchill. Swoop: Rachet badass 😃 chronosmith: *more fair than you know; whirl's decisions START WARS* opatoes: ... Guess most of us are on a pretty similar level, huh? We think- I'm pretty sure we found something that'll help our Cybertron a LOT and- anyway, I'm hoping Megs will find something from the results soon NoodlesAtNight: *Ahhh, more Shockwave fighting.* Swoop: Kick his aft!! 😃 😃 😃 chronosmith: Nerd fight! NoodlesAtNight: *And Ratchet fighting. Honestly, he can't not like this scene.* radioactivibee: [watching intently, did not see this battle] Chillsins: *Snorts.* queenjazzy: [chuckles] radioactivibee: pfffft radioactivibee: Smokes, what'd you find? Swoop: Bird 😮 opatoes: ... Well- something really helpful and important! radioactivibee: Can't say what? Chillsins: ...REally? NoodlesAtNight: {{Nooo, keheh. This Other Bird.}} Txen: Shockwave: *clutches that hand as soon as its in range* chronosmith: Pfft. Slick. radioactivibee: ...Nice move, Soundwave. opatoes: Not about to say it in public- just in case. radioactivibee: It's not exactly a trick if you know about it, Magnus. Chillsins: Why does that trick always work? NoodlesAtNight: *Waves his free hand dismissively* [[He did not do this. His war was over several tapes ago.]] radioactivibee: Gotcha. radioactivibee: Because how can you avoid a bridge?? agooddistraction: ...the girl's hair poofs twitch chronosmith: Fly. Chillsins: You can if you're not STUPID and know it's coming. chronosmith: I mean, y'know. If you're able. radioactivibee: ......... radioactivibee: I mean, if it's in a small hallway. Swoop: What omega lock? radioactivibee: And Soundwave can manipulate the size of the bridge NoodlesAtNight: [[A planet restoration device. A... system restore, if you will.]] radioactivibee: You're kinda screwed. chronosmith: Yep. All you have to do is not be stupid. radioactivibee: ................ NoodlesAtNight: *Tucks his chin in in disapproval. This. Scene.* radioactivibee: Again. queenjazzy: [tilts helm] queenjazzy: [oh] radioactivibee: Soundwave is a master bridge...um...I guess wielder Swoop: ??????????? queenjazzy: [she remembers what happens] Chillsins: Oh my god. radioactivibee: Oh radioactivibee: Oh that's what happened. agooddistraction: hahahaahaha Swoop: Him Soundwave is ghost chronosmith: *sets his drink down, streeetches... and then rapidly shifts into alt-mode, opening a bridge underneath Windchill* radioactivibee: No wonder Raf wouldn't talk about it. chronosmith: *he summarily dumps him into a nearby seat, but remains hovering* NoodlesAtNight: [[WHIRL.]] NoodlesAtNight: *Well, now Prowl will know why he disliked showing him the Shadowzone.* radioactivibee: Smokey how. opatoes: HEHEEE opatoes: How what? chronosmith: *swivels in mid-air towards Soundwave* Hm? NoodlesAtNight: *Curls the fingers holding Shockwave's hand a bit tighter* chronosmith: Just proving a point. radioactivibee: How'd you know? opatoes: Starscream's shocked face Chillsins: *Immediately disappears, only to reappear bearing an expression of dull surprise.* opatoes: I've been on that ship enough to know! chronosmith: ((DULL SURPRISE)) NoodlesAtNight: [[Do not open unauthorized bridges in his facility.]] radioactivibee: ...that's not a GOOD thing opatoes: .... Chillsins: (( YOU'RE WELCOME )) radioactivibee: I mean, now it's ok opatoes: I know it's not but it came in handy then! chronosmith: All right, all right. Fair enough. NoodlesAtNight: [[You may Shadowzone us all if something goes wrong.]] radioactivibee: True Chillsins: What... radioactivibee: ......is there a Shockwave here? agooddistraction: Go Bee radioactivibee: Ha, um...sorry chronosmith: *repositions himself and shifts back into root-mode, landing nearly and taking a seat* NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave motions to the one right next to him.* opatoes: ... Having a little trouble there bee? Txen: Shockwave: *looks at Bee* radioactivibee: [waves nervously] Swoop: Starscream only flier here. Why no one trying to push bots in hole? Chillsins: *He appears to be in roughly the same location. Seeing as he's definitely had worse, he looks more annoyed than concerned.* radioactivibee: [time to sink into his blanket] queenjazzy: [CACKLES] opatoes: ....... agooddistraction: oh radioactivibee: shut up, spidersqueak Bruin: .............. Chillsins: *Shoots Whirl the dirtiest look of ALL.* Txen: Shockwave: *does not wave back* chronosmith: *regards him smugly over his drink* Chillsins: *Everyone knew he was stupid though.( agooddistraction: scrap opatoes: /Aaaand he's starting to cry even if he knows it's okay. Seeing bots dying is kinda really painful/ Swoop: oh, him dead radioactivibee: Smokey, you ok? radioactivibee: Yeah, yeah, whatever, me dead. Awesome. agooddistraction: but..... opatoes: nnnooo opatoes: are you okay Chillsins: *Tries to return his attention to more dramatic events.* radioactivibee: do i really have to answer that? opatoes: ..... radioactivibee: awesome NoodlesAtNight: *Leans forward* radioactivibee: [hunkers down in a blanket] agooddistraction: I will admit seeing Megatron punched in the face that hard was enjoyable. NoodlesAtNight: *And Soundwave's biolights glow juuuust a touch brighter.* agooddistraction: oh chronosmith: HAHA. opatoes: u ok megs Swoop: Not dead :V chronosmith: Nice! *toasts the screen* Swoop: Zombie queenjazzy: You sound even MORE annoying on screen. radioactivibee: [time to hide from like, every decepticon] Swoop: That cool radioactivibee: Excuse radioactivibee: My voice is a delight. queenjazzy: To the deaf maybe. Chillsins: *Has no idea what Beeblebum fell into that THAT happened, but okay.* FakeProwl: *so in this universe, Bumblebee killed Megatron* opatoes: ... bee you didn't do a very good job offlining him here opatoes: you did a terrible job chronosmith: *leans forward eagerly* opatoes: the worst job i've seen FakeProwl: *in Prowl's universe, Bumblebee got the Autobots stuck with Megatron* NoodlesAtNight: [[Silence, Smokescreen. Do not spoil it.]] agooddistraction: *side-eyes Shelob* radioactivibee: Well I don't see YOU killing Megatron here! opatoes: I'm sorry but FakeProwl: *Prowl's feeling ripped off.* Swoop: HA! opatoes: ... Fair enough radioactivibee: [pouts at smokescreen] chronosmith: Soundwave. NoodlesAtNight: [[Yes?]] opatoes: And I mean! My universe is way different, Sounds. Chillsins: I always knew he was a flamer. FakeProwl: *... on the other hand, this is profoundly satisfying to watch in a way Prowl didn't expect it to be* queenjazzy: Smokescreen is right. You should have had him torn to pieces and thrown into the nearby star. chronosmith: You have my eternal gratitude for preserving the light leaving Megatron's optics in high-definition. radioactivibee: .................. Txen: ((snort)) opatoes: It's not like he comes back everywhere radioactivibee: Ok you know what he fell into the ocean NoodlesAtNight: [[It was not him. But he will take your gratitude on the sender's behalf.]] Swoop: Sleep with fishes 😃 opatoes: megatron's a really good swimmer chronosmith: Yes, please do. Somewhere, some other Soundwave has my eternal gratitude. radioactivibee: ................ opatoes: he can doggy paddle radioactivibee: [facepalms] Swoop: Wheeljack 😃 agooddistraction: yeehaw Txen: ((yay murder!!! family friendly all around)) opatoes: heeljwack so cool Swoop: Where Bird? Other Bird. radioactivibee: Wheeljack IS really cool. NoodlesAtNight: {{Shadowzone. Gone foreeeeever.}} Swoop: :V Chillsins: *Scratches his chin. He knew it more or less ended this way, but he still doesn't know how.* chronosmith: And somewhere, Predaking is flying around on Earth. No big deal, apparently. Swoop: Forever? radioactivibee: Predaking's fine Txen: *oh. this.* Swoop: kehehehehehheh chronosmith: We already KNOW you think he's fine, Bee. *sly look* opatoes: poor shockwave Chillsins: *Snorts.* radioactivibee: Whirl...no... agooddistraction: I wish that elbow articulator had dug a lot harder radioactivibee: Can you not? Txen: *not the worst ten minutes of his life, but a very annoying one* queenjazzy: [chuckles] NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave leans forward EVEN MORE THAN BEFORE. He likes this event more than any other.* Chillsins: Oh look a butthole. Swoop: hole chronosmith: Can I not? maybe. But I certainly will. radioactivibee: [is very happy nobody's talking about death anymore] radioactivibee: Please don't agooddistraction: *stares fascinated* opatoes: I'm jealous of this universe radioactivibee: I haven't even talked to him about non-political topics chronosmith: Nothing to be shy about, mech. After all, Airachnid isn't. radioactivibee: ...Sorry, Smokey Chillsins: Shoot the magic beam into Cybertron's cloaca, or whatever. Chillsins: So majestic. chronosmith: Just look at how she openly moons over Ratchet! We're all friends here. opatoes: whats a cloaca radioactivibee: It worked though. Txen: Skylynx: *chokes at cloaca* Swoop: Cloaca??? Swoop: *is actually a baby, someone help* queenjazzy: If you're going to be envious of any universe, be envious of mine. radioactivibee: I forgot how pretty it looked when we revived it. NoodlesAtNight: [[Yes...]] Swoop: *where are his dads, someone save him* Chillsins: *Snickers.* opatoes: It really did.... radioactivibee: I'm really glad that was recorded. opatoes: I know! Chillsins: If that's what revs your engines... radioactivibee: Smokes, later, remind me to erase about ten minutes of footage from this. opatoes: It's a really good recording Swoop: Cybertron have a sun? opatoes: ..... I'll try to remember Txen: ((damn predaking looks photogenic there)) radioactivibee: Awesome. queenjazzy: Of course it does. chronosmith: Hm. I expected it to be... I dunno. Flashier. Swoop: Me Swoop go to Cybertron. It dark all the time. radioactivibee: It was at the time. opatoes: ...... opatoes: ...... Chillsins: (( Sure, Bee. Sure. ) queenjazzy: Your star is probably blocked out by dust and clouds. opatoes: I need to call them radioactivibee: Same... radioactivibee: I mean, I was in contact with Raf for a while and then... chronosmith: (9YIP YIP YIP)) radioactivibee: things, um, happened. opatoes: ... I don't know if Ratchet knows chronosmith: ((jeffrey combs!!!)) opatoes: I think he does- but- I don't know radioactivibee: Knows what? opatoes: .... radioactivibee: .............. Swoop: why them sad? opatoes: ..... radioactivibee: Because we never went back queenjazzy: The Autobots are leaving them to go to Cybertron. chronosmith: *okay he feels a shred of sympathy here. If you blink, you'll miss it* opatoes: are we terrible bee radioactivibee: Primus, space bridges are so regulated radioactivibee: Maybe? chronosmith: *he would be sad to say goodbye to a wicked little critter like Miko, too* Txen: Shockwave: *needless to say... his mind hasn't really been on the show since Soundwave zapped him. now that there's no distractions apart from Autobots being mopey about their pets... the wandering kicks into more active gear* FakeProwl: *it's very bizarre, watching aliens that actually like Cybertronians. ESPECIALLY considering that they're humans.* NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave sits back a bit. Ohh, he can - he can hear. That.* radioactivibee: That's it, I'm hijacking a space bridge someday agooddistraction: everyone's just dead basically queenjazzy: [she's just silently laughing at the Autobot's discomfort] opatoes: ...... Swoop: dead? who kill them? radioactivibee: Smokey, you with me? Wanna break Cybertronian law? opatoes: /Aaaand he's crying again when Optimus says that Tonight's gonna be fun/ agooddistraction: Who do ya think? opatoes: Yeah- yeah- let's break laws there chronosmith: *looks over--who's breaking the law now? Whirl is intrigued* Swoop: bird queenjazzy: [cackles, Smokescreen crying is always a good way to end a night] NoodlesAtNight: [[Do not forget - this is NOT the last of the tapes. Next week's is the most important recording of them all.]] agooddistraction: It wasn't bird chronosmith: Is it? queenjazzy: Will it make Smokescreen cry more? radioactivibee: Ok, we're gonna have to plan it really well-oh no chronosmith: What happens next week? radioactivibee: Oh no. opatoes: Wait- really? There's more?? radioactivibee: No NoodlesAtNight: [[Yes. There will be more.]] radioactivibee: We can skip that Soundwave, it's not important opatoes: ... does- does it show what happens NoodlesAtNight: [[It is ABSOLUTELY IMPORTANT.]] radioactivibee: Smokescreen, don't wtch NoodlesAtNight: *Visor flashes a blip of red* chronosmith: *peers at the screen* radioactivibee: SOUNDWAVE I PROMISE YOU IT IS NOT Chillsins: .... opatoes: Sounds- does it shows what happens closer to my universe, or is it different? FakeProwl: ((ahh, Bad Apple MMDs are my favorites)) chronosmith: *that mech is unfamiliar but Whirl is going to just jump to conclusions and assume he got Empurata'd, just look at him* queenjazzy: Do not argue with the host. Didn't you Optimus Prime teach you any manners? Chillsins: *No idea who this nincompoops are, would like it to stay that way.* NoodlesAtNight: *Immediately suspicious of Bee.* chronosmith: Nice antlers, pfft. Swoop: *rests chin on Bird and watches the adults, hoping for a fight* radioactivibee: [glares at Airachnid] Txen: *can thoughts be accurately described as both dirty and clinical?? an entirely new ground is being broken here* opatoes: /Oh! He knows this! Going to try distracting himself by danging!/ queenjazzy: : 3c agooddistraction: I'm gonna go hug my boyfriend NoodlesAtNight: [[You will all find out why when it is time. He is not cable - able - to show it tonight.]] agooddistraction: night, fraggers radioactivibee: why do you always make that face...... radioactivibee: Goodnight, cool Wheeljack! NoodlesAtNight: *Frenzy waves goodbye to Wheeljack* Swoop: *isnt sure who looks stranger here, shockwave or soundwave, but it gets several head tilts regarddless* queenjazzy: It's how I smile Bug. radioactivibee: .......don't call me bug queenjazzy: Make me. Chillsins: Bug isn't an insult. chronosmith: What about... Bumblebug? Is that acceptable? radioactivibee: No. Swoop: *fight fight fight fight :D* radioactivibee: Please. radioactivibee: Primus, just "Bee" is fine radioactivibee: Isn't that close enough to bug?? chronosmith: What about BeeBee? queenjazzy: No, because you actually like that. opatoes: Boomblebeoo radioactivibee: ...ok that's acceptable opatoes: Bobblebee radioactivibee: smokey, that is the strangest name you've come up with chronosmith: *snickers* radioactivibee: I'm adding that to the bingo card opatoes: Bee-Eff-Eff! radioactivibee: what???? chronosmith: What nickname would you give me, Smokescreen? opatoes: Bee-Eff-Eff! You know! The human term? BFF? radioactivibee: ............ radioactivibee: ok that's cute Txen: Darksteel: *bored of this name argument, rolls belly-up* opatoes: Prettyclaws? Whoosh? Wii-U! Swoop: .............. *pokes the belly* Chillsins: *How long is this anyway* chronosmith: "Pretty," no. We already went over this. Txen: Darksteel: *jerks up to stare accusingly at Swoop* chronosmith: Whoosh is acceptable. opatoes: Coolclaws? radioactivibee: Pretty? Swoop: Hi :> Chillsins: *Raises hand* I just call him Titty Boob. NoodlesAtNight: *Distracted very, very briefly from what he can hear radiating off his seatmate by thoughts of repainting himself. If only* radioactivibee: You are pretty though. radioactivibee: Chaoit: -wanders in to see more of this- ...not gonna ask opatoes: ... What? Whirl's pretty! chronosmith: He does, in fact, call me Titty Boob. I can confirm this. Chillsins: *Maybe that will give them some proper inspiration.* chronosmith: *antenna pins back and he glares suspicously at them* Txen: Darksteel: Oh! It's you! Long time no see, kiddo. chronosmith: *he is 100% sure he is getting made fun of* opatoes: Gunboobs! Gunboops! Clawesome! Swoop: Kehehheh! Me SWOOP, not kiddo :> radioactivibee: I vote Clawsome! Txen: Darksteel: Kiddo's a n-- ... you know what, never mind. chronosmith: *nods slowly; his wrath is stayed for now* Clawsome works. radioactivibee: Smokes, agreed, Whirl is pretty. Txen: Skylynx: I knew a Clawsome. He sucked. radioactivibee: That's ironic agooddistraction: *nods thanks to Soundwave and slips out of the room* chronosmith: Haha, you're a comedic genius, Bee. Lay off. Swoop: You Darksteel sleeping? radioactivibee: What? radioactivibee: I...wasn't joking. chronosmith: *just shakes his head* NoodlesAtNight: [[Greetings, Blaster. He's afraid you kmissed the season finale.]] chronosmith: Forget it. opatoes: Cutieclaws? Chillsins: *Looks ever so faintly annoyed.* chronosmith: Anyway, where were we? NoodlesAtNight: *Wait why the hell did I write season finale.* NoodlesAtNight: *You missed the last tapes. I'm distracted OOC too* Swoop: ((lololol)) Txen: Darksteel: Nah. It's a good idea though. *raises his volume* Wake me up when WE'RE finally on screen next week! radioactivibee: Um...nicknames. Chaoit: Ah. Swoop: KEHEHEHEH! Swoop: Yah, this boring. chronosmith: Oh, yeah! Finally! *looks to Darksteel* You ready for your big screen debut? Chaoit: I didn't think it was that late... Swoop: Me Swoop say more fighting. NoodlesAtNight: [[We will have one more tape next week.]] chronosmith: How impressed am I gonna be with you lot this time next week? Chaoit: I'l try to be on time Chillsins: *Not at all, if one's impression of them here is anything to go by* opatoes: Soundbabe Vapewave Soundless Wavewave radioactivibee: Crepewave? opatoes: Creepwave! chronosmith: Oh, I've already got the best nickname for Soundwave. radioactivibee: What is it? opatoes: OOH- I wanna hear! NoodlesAtNight: [[Don't you dare.]] Chillsins: Do it. radioactivibee: Which means absolutely do it Txen: Darksteel: *drapes back in a pose that's supposed to be elegant but just looks like a chubby posing ursagryph* I was born ready. opatoes: Say it and I'll give you all the shanix I have Swoop: PFFF chronosmith: *cl;ears throat dramatically* radioactivibee: Say it and I'll tell you how I missed Megatron's spark Swoop: You Darksteel funny chronosmith: *dramatic pause* chronosmith: Chatterbox. NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave's staring hard. Don't you--oh.* opatoes: Chatterbox? ... Aww. Txen: Darksteel: *beak grin* NoodlesAtNight: *Crisis averted. That one's fine.* chronosmith: *shoots Soundwave a sly look; you thought he was gonna say Hot Wheels didn't u* radioactivibee: Chatterbox? NoodlesAtNight: *YES HE DID.* queenjazzy: [chuckles] chronosmith: *HUEHUEHUE* chronosmith: *U GOT GRIEFED SON* Swoop: You Darksteel in videos next? Txen: Darksteel: Yup. 'Lynx and I show up next week. radioactivibee: Oh, wait, you're the two Predacons Chaoit: -how did you miss that 'Bee?- Swoop: *grins*Me Swoop want to see. You and SkyLynx not boring talky bots! radioactivibee: [not like he ever asked for names...which, in retrospect, was very rude of him] Txen: Skylynx: Not too bright in the bulb, are you~ queenjazzy: No, he is not. opatoes: Hey- hey- /Gonna offer both the predacons some more snacks!/ radioactivibee: Never thought I'd see you again after the whole "fly off into the sunset" trope. Chaoit: ((very much, bad 'bee, introduce yourself radioactivibee: .................Airachnid, just this once, I'll agree. Chillsins: *Was briefly distracted by...not Miko? But got over it pretty qick.* radioactivibee: Not one of my brighter moments. chronosmith: *looks to Windchill* I already nicknamed you, too. Chillsins: ....Me? chronosmith: Yep. radioactivibee: (( OH MY GOD R U N G )) chronosmith: *HE'S GONNA STARE AT U TO PROTECT HIMSELF FROM WATCHING RUNG DANCE* NoodlesAtNight: *Take that, Whirl.* Swoop: ((holy shit what)) Chillsins: Eh, I met a Rung once. He had a good zombie survival plan. radioactivibee: [optic twitch] chronosmith: *he didn't even do anything to you....* Txen: Skylynx: *snorts* Well, I can't speak for -your- us. We've met back up with our planet's bots a couple of times. chronosmith: Yeah, I call you 'Chill. NoodlesAtNight: *You gave Smokescreen more nickname ammunition.* opatoes: Ooh- can I have a nickname? I want one!! Chillsins: Oh YEAH. Txen: ((at least its not a particularly erotic rung)) Chillsins: *Makes the most hideous :3c face of all time.* queenjazzy: Annoyance. There you go Smokescreen. chronosmith: ((yes thank u soundwave for that smal mercy)) radioactivibee: [gonna walk over to Skylynx] opatoes: .... chronosmith: *not as much as he COULD have* Chaoit: I think 'Chatterbox' fits Smokescreen more opatoes: Am I really that annoying? radioactivibee: Um, hi. I'm Bee. Sorry I never introduced myself before. queenjazzy: Yes. radioactivibee: No Chillsins: Yes. radioactivibee: No Smokey, you're not. radioactivibee: ...Oh dear Primus what is this opatoes: ... chronosmith: Yeah, that's the point. He can't--or, well, he CHOOSES not to talk, ever, so it's an ironic nickname. Chaoit: You just talk. Alot Chillsins: *Takes this opportunity to POINT at Smokescreen.* Swoop: decepticons WEIRD Chaoit: Not as bad as Bluestreak chronosmith: Oh, here we go. It's time to suffer again. Chillsins: *Pay attention to him.* chronosmith: *takes a long, long swig of his drink* Chillsins: *And not the randomly floating dancers.* Txen: Skylynx: *lifts dragon-head and looks at Bee skeptically* Hi. And yeah, I know. I'm Skylynx, that lunk is Darksteel. You probably know Predaking. queenjazzy: [is just going to do her best to ignore the screen and the noise] chronosmith: Smokescreen... I don't have a good nickname for you right now, but the closest I can get is to say this: you remind me of nothing so much as a turbopup. Swoop: *decides to take a page out of Darksteel's book and hunkers down for a floor nap* opatoes: ... Not as bad as some bot doesn't mean I'm NOT FakeProwl: *oh look. dancing constructicons. prowl knows for a fact this one is not from his universe.* opatoes: What a turbopup how radioactivibee: Skylynx and Darksteel. Ok. And, um...Predaking's the only one I've talked to before. Sorry about that... radioactivibee: Smokey, you're not Chillsins: *Lowers his hand. Foiled AGAIN.* chronosmith: Hey, I didn't mean it as a bad thing, necessarily. NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave thought he might enjoy alternates of the group he got stuck with embarrassing themselves a bit* chronosmith: It's just the truth. opatoes: But how? ... How can I be a turbopup in a good way opatoes: WHEELJACK opatoes: HE'S SO COOL I'm pretty sure he can dance better than this chronosmith: Do you HATE turbopups or something? Chillsins: He looks...dumber than usual. opatoes: No! But there's a lot of different descriptors that can come from one chronosmith: ...That DOES sound like something he would say. About kissing himself. NoodlesAtNight: [[That's a difficult bar to reach, Windchill.]] Chillsins: Yet, he managed. NoodlesAtNight: [[But if anyone could clear it, Wheeljack would.]] Chaoit: You're not annoying, just chatty opatoes: /And he can't help but sing along/ Txen: Skylynx: *talk of turbopups?* I like 'em. Well-done. Bruin: *Specter will beep along quietly with this song from under the table,* NoodlesAtNight: *Laserbeak joins in with Specter* radioactivibee: ...more liquor is the LAST thing Wheeljack needs NoodlesAtNight: *Buzzsaw reluctantly joins after a moment* opatoes: where's the hallelujah located chronosmith: *snickers* chronosmith: I've never had a turbopup. Now, I have the best pet anyone could ever want. *drapes a claw over his chest* Killer. radioactivibee: ...Is your chassis a minicon too? Chillsins: *He's been filtering out all of the music for a while, don't mind him.* Bruin: *fine.. Spotter will whistle too, its too catchy not to* opatoes: ... Well, if you ever want another pe- wait, your chest is a pet? radioactivibee: Is it like Laserbeak? Txen: ((lol whirl these nimrods ruining ur moment)) NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave contently records the singing to distract himself from what he hears* NoodlesAtNight: [[Laserbeak is not a PET.]] NoodlesAtNight: [[And neither are the others. You will watch your language.]] chronosmith: ((WAIT WHAT. how)) radioactivibee: ...Sorry. Swoop: Bird not a pet > : / queenjazzy: Bug are you trying to make Soundwave mad? chronosmith: My chest is not a pet. radioactivibee: Sorry, Laserbeak. chronosmith: And I don't keep Killer in my chest. NoodlesAtNight: {{Bird gracious. Bird forgives ignorant Autobot~}} chronosmith: Killer's a space barnacle. radioactivibee: (( I'M SCREAMING OH MY GOD )) Chaoit: .... opatoes: A what Txen: ((OMG)) opatoes: ... You know, I dont' mind being a turbopup! Txen: ((THE SPARKLES)) Chillsins: *Just sits with his chin in his hand. Ignorance is bliss, silence is GOLDEN.* chronosmith: *BURSTS OUT LAUGHING* NoodlesAtNight: ((only the finest hilarious/awful mmds here at dancitron)) chronosmith: *hunches over his table and just. loses it* Chillsins: *He's filtered out Smokescreen too, that helps.* NoodlesAtNight: \\BOSS... BOSS, I THINK YA BROKE 'IM.\\ NoodlesAtNight: *Frenzy pokes Whirl's side a few times* Txen: ((show this to getaway, whirl)) chronosmith: *wheezes* radioactivibee: I wonder if I can convince Magnus to dance like this with Wheelie chronosmith: ((HAHHAA)) queenjazzy: [chuckles at Whirl losing it] Txen: ((bond over ur hatemance with cy)) chronosmith: *makes sure his drink is steady on the table and flops sideways out of his chair at Frenzy's poke* Chaoit: ...I'm not gonna ask Chillsins: I don't get it. radioactivibee: [watches Whirl, amused] NoodlesAtNight: \\...WELP, HE'S DEAD. I'M TAKIN' HIS WING THINGS.\\ Chillsins: *It's 'cause you turned the sound off, dummy* chronosmith: EXCUSE YOU. *lifts his head* I do not have WINGS. Bruin: *dang, the wolves have started to snore, probably time to leave* chronosmith: How dare you insult me. NoodlesAtNight: \\NUH-UH, DEAD FRAMES DON'T GET TO TALK.\\ opatoes: Can I have his rotors? radioactivibee: Oh no, Smokey, the last thing you need is the ability of flight NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave nods to Bruin. Take care of yourself, mech. You have too many with you not to.* opatoes: ...But chronosmith: I will absolutely come back from the dead if people start talking about wings I don't have. opatoes: I just wanna spin them queenjazzy: I'll take his chassis, that's where the good parts are. Chillsins: I thought you were already dead, Whirl. Chillsins: Dead inside. radioactivibee: And nest thing you know, they'll be spinning. On you. chronosmith: Yes, but that's a whole other thing. opatoes: Bee, I like being a grounder. Chillsins: Well, maybe. NoodlesAtNight: \\WHAT'S THE BIG\\ motions like the spindly pointy bits off his shoulders \\THEN?\\ chronosmith: *pulls himself up into a sitting position on the floor* Those are my stabilizer fins. Bruin: * yep, he'll just pick up the sleeping symbionts, one under each arm and the other over a shoulder and head out* See Ya'll next week radioactivibee: (( OH MY GOOOOOOOOD )) NoodlesAtNight: ((I GRABBED THE WRONG LINK but i'm leaving this on anyway)) Txen: ((oh no.... so cute)) Chaoit: ......... FakeProwl: *oh look, it's prowl's second least favorite person on screen.* Chaoit: -up and leaving, bye- Chillsins: Who are THESE saps then? FakeProwl: *he's going to deactivate his avatar's video feed until he hears the song end* chronosmith: Chromedome and Rewind. Crewmates of mine. chronosmith: Sappy old married couple. Chillsins: Well, those are dumb names. radioactivibee: Vigorous Jazz Hands. I can appreciate that. FakeProwl: *there. optics back on.* Chillsins: I guessed THAT part. chronosmith: You're in A MOOD tonight. radioactivibee: ...Is there anything you DO like? Chillsins: I'm always in a moody. Chillsins: *mood Chillsins: (( I can't type help me. )) radioactivibee: (( we all been there bruh )) opatoes: SONUDWAVE DOWNLOAD NoodlesAtNight: \\NERD SQUAD!!\\ Chillsins: I have to fuel when I get home, it makes things more intense. chronosmith: *snickers* Chillsins: (( HANGRY. )) opatoes: sounds come on how come you never click the ads 😞 NoodlesAtNight: [[He doesn't like viruses.]] radioactivibee: ...Smokey, do you click the ads??? opatoes: since when do they give viruses chronosmith: Anyway. Where was I. *stands up* Yes. No wings, anywhere on this frame. Not unless the multiverse turns me back into a bird, or into some other shape with wings. radioactivibee: ........................ opatoes: I always do! Gotta check what a credit report is radioactivibee: ............................... FakeProwl: *dancing scientists. much more appealing.* NoodlesAtNight: \\WHAT radioactivibee: Smokescreen, you're coming with me to the nearest medic so we can run a virus scan on you. opatoes: what NoodlesAtNight: 'S STABILIZER FINS FOR THEN? UH, OTHER'N STABILIZIN'.\\ NoodlesAtNight: \\LIKE. HOW THEY WORK?\\ opatoes: I'm fine! Why would I get viruses on me from human stuff? NoodlesAtNight: *Yes, Soundwave agrees. Mm, scientists* queenjazzy: [she isn't surprised by Smokescreen at this point] Chillsins: *Whirl is the exact opposite of stable what are you talking about?* radioactivibee: Because human viruses are just...uuuuuugh. They're not fun. Txen: *speaking of scientists and 'moods'* chronosmith: *steps back and shifts in place again, until he's hovering in alt-mode above the floor; he tilts himself to the left and strafes, and then to the right. it's trick maneuvering indoors but Whirl manages it neatly* opatoes: WHEELJACK radioactivibee: [watching Whirl intently] opatoes: LOOK AT HOW STRONG HE IS NoodlesAtNight: *HFFFF Could you maybe just - jUST - THINK A LITTLE... SOFTER....* chronosmith: Stabilization and steering, though most of that comes from my array. *swivels his rotors and scoots backwards, then forwards* radioactivibee: That's so cool. NoodlesAtNight: *Primus have mercy on him. He'll never make it through everyone's chattering.* Txen: *are you sure. are you sure 'softer' is the direction you'd like this train to go* queenjazzy: [she may or may not have swooned a bit] chronosmith: Yes, it is, isn't it? *absolutely unabashedly soaking up the praise* I'm a damn good flier. I've yet to meet someone who's my match. NoodlesAtNight: *NO. No. It's. It's a good train. It's just - a noisy one.* opatoes: .... that megatron's face is weird Chillsins: *Oh, he knows to tune in to this one.* radioactivibee: ...Is this Megatron's latest plan to take over the world? Chillsins: *Too bad about the scenery.* radioactivibee: Form a rock band and climb the top 10 list? opatoes: He's gonna have to compete with Jem and the Misfits NoodlesAtNight: [[Musicians do gain popularity with citizens.]] radioactivibee: Barricade? NoodlesAtNight: [[Yes.]] radioactivibee: Haven't seen that bot in a while, I thought he offlined back on Cybertron. NoodlesAtNight: *Frenzy sighs dreamily. God, he wants in that music room so bad.* opatoes: ... Rumble and Frenzy's faces are great here Txen: *he doesn't know he's noisy. hes quite quiet on the outside* opatoes: /Smokescreen's loud on the outside AND inside whoops/ opatoes: ... who's that? They're cute NoodlesAtNight: [[Beachcomber.]] NoodlesAtNight: [[One of the only Autobots who is exactly what he preaches.]] Chaoit: ((mun is dying laughing over here Chillsins: What, stupid? radioactivibee: And that would be? opatoes: .... opatoes: He combs beaches? Swoop: hippy :? Swoop: *:> radioactivibee: Oh wait, is this the one who's always on circuit speeders? NoodlesAtNight: *And therefore, one of the highest rated Autobots in Soundwave's optics* chronosmith: *scoots back and shifts back into root mode, landing neatly* I still wanna learn the guitar. opatoes: Hey- plenty of Autobots are what they preach! Txen: ((beachcomber is adorable. a friend of mine drew him getting carried off by seagulls)) NoodlesAtNight: \\RIGHT? I WANNA JAM OUT LIKE THAT.\\ radioactivibee: Smokey's exactly what he preaches Chillsins: ..Stupid>? opatoes: Bee, you're exactly what you preach! chronosmith: *nudges him* I'll ask Rodders if you can come over. Bring your bro, too. Something tells me Rumble's a drums kinda mech. Chillsins: *He's definitely in a mood tonight.* radioactivibee: Nice joke, Smokey. Moody, you can just...not......... opatoes: That's you, Chilly Willy Chillsins: *Can't hear you, Smokes.* Chillsins: I do what I want. chronosmith: *and speaking of which...* @Frenzy: How IS he, by the way? Still down? *he has no idea what is wrong with Rumble, but he DID notice* chronosmith: ((CHILLY WILLY)) radioactivibee: Just 'cause you can doesn't mean you should....... Chillsins: (( Frigid Phallus. )) chronosmith: ((freezy peen)) Chillsins: (( We've cracked the code. )) NoodlesAtNight: @Whirl: \\...YEAH. YEAH, HE'S, UH. HE AIN'T. SO GOOD. JUS' BETWEEN YOU 'N ME. YA BETTER NOT BE TELLIN' NOBODY.\\ NoodlesAtNight: @Whirl: \\HE'LL MURDER YA. 'N I'LL HELP.\\ Chillsins: Listen, that's stopped me exactly zero times in my life. Chillsins: And zero is, like, a small number. Chillsins: *Not quite, Chill, but you tried.* chronosmith: @Frenzy: Pfft, what, you think I'm just gonna--call him out? In front of everyone? I'd have done that the moment I noticed, if that was my plan. NoodlesAtNight: \\BOSS!\\ radioactivibee: ...It literally means nothing. chronosmith: @Frenzy: What HAPPENED, anyway? Is there anything... y'know. *he can do* Chillsins: Exactly. radioactivibee: ..............And that's a Soundwave. radioactivibee: Soundwave, you should totally do this. radioactivibee: Chilly, is it? NoodlesAtNight: @Whirl: \\HE, UH. Y'KNOW, HIS... ROSIE. THEY KINDA. AIN'T BIG SAPS TOGETHER. NO MORE.\\ Chillsins: *...Turns to look, at least.* opatoes: Frenzy frenzy frenzy I'll break my own arm if you get sounds to do this Chillsins: What. NoodlesAtNight: *Frenzy thinks REAL HARD ABOUT THAT...* queenjazzy: Smokescreen you'll do that eventually anyway. radioactivibee: For a bot with "chill" in their name, you really don't have any. NoodlesAtNight: \\...NAH. I AIN'T EMBARRASSIN' MYSELF.\\ Chillsins: *It's not Windy, so he'll at least respond.* Chillsins: Nope. I'm too old and crotchety for that. radioactivibee: Airachnid, don't encourage him. opatoes: Embarrassing? Aww. It's pretty great, though. opatoes: Starspider, I'd never do that. queenjazzy: [doubt.jpeg] chronosmith: *Whirl blinks, and then nods. Well* @Frenzy: Well. ...I'm. Probably better off just not saying anything. I'd probably just screw it up. radioactivibee: [begrudgingly mirrors Airachnid] opatoes: I figured Friendzy would be too much of a weeniebot to do this Chillsins: *Turns his attention back to the video. He likes the colours.* chronosmith: *only just NOW notices the screen* ... *SNICKERS* Txen: Skylynx: ....... *head starts bobbing to the music like a pigeons* NoodlesAtNight: ((*slides video part off screen temp lmao*)) opatoes: !!!! /Getting up and dancing to this! And will sing when the lyrics part comes up! He knows this!/ Chillsins: ...It's always Thriller, isn't it. queenjazzy: Did... did Prime just flash us? radioactivibee: ............. NoodlesAtNight: @Whirl: \\YEAH. I WOULDN'T DO NOTHIN' IF YA DON'T THINK YA CAN.\\ chronosmith: *sits down and scoops his drink back up* Chillsins: I see dead people. radioactivibee: [waves at chilly] Chillsins: What do you want? chronosmith: *bobs his head; he would LIKE to help Rumble, but he has 0 faith in his comforting abilities* @Frenzy: Well, if there's anything you think I could be trusted not to screw up, I'd try it. But thanks for the update. Chillsins: *Look here, Shockwave's on screen and he's trying to pay attention.* Txen: *...what are they stalking his danceverse alternate for* NoodlesAtNight: *Well, he was near their base, it looked like* NoodlesAtNight: @Whirl: \\GOT IT. LETCHA KNOW, HUH?\\ Chillsins: ...What is that beautiful creature? opatoes: ... who is that Txen: *danceverse alternate should work on his infiltration abilities* queenjazzy: ..what am I looking at? radioactivibee: what? NoodlesAtNight: *Points to the screen.* [[A Prime.]] Chillsins: His arms are as big as his body. I approve. NoodlesAtNight: [[And a Megatron.]] opatoes: OH OH THAT MEGATRON opatoes: CUTE DINOTRON chronosmith: I gotta say, the music that goes with these? Awful. Chillsins: *He's not sure he believes that part, but if you say so.* radioactivibee: A Prime that parties. I like it. chronosmith: Why can't they ever make these with good music? opatoes: ((Can you send me a link to this)) NoodlesAtNight: [[He doesn't choose what other bots choose to dance to. You are welcome to submit your own video.]] Chillsins: They are doing it to spite you, specifically, Whirl. chronosmith: I knew it... radioactivibee: What kind of music would you dance to? Chillsins: *Nods sagely.* chronosmith: Well, I would do that, if I could dance. Sadly, I cannot. Chillsins: *He knows. * radioactivibee: Everyone can dance. Chillsins: *Raises hand* I cannot. queenjazzy: Not to this music, that is certain. chronosmith: Oh, I don't know... if I were to hypothetically pick a song to dance to--*his tone takes on an amused note* Maybe something by Pink Martini. Una Notte a Napoli, maybe? radioactivibee: Can you keep a beat? queenjazzy: I can dance, but I don't do it to entertain. radioactivibee: ...Whirl. NoodlesAtNight: *AMUSED* radioactivibee: How about to Sympathique? chronosmith: *ALSO AMUSED* NoodlesAtNight: [[That is a good song. He would approve of your choice.]] Chillsins: *No idea who's talking to who, so he's going to admire the giant arms now.* chronosmith: Y'know, I figured you would, Chatterbox. NoodlesAtNight: ((all right, fifteen minute call)) radioactivibee: [has possibly shorted out bc now he's thinking about Airachnid dancing] NoodlesAtNight: ((get to wrappin heh)) Txen: ((i will look up sympathique later)) NoodlesAtNight: *Has actually never found an Airachnid.* radioactivibee: (( ok! )) chronosmith: Hmm. It's a good song, and I guess it'd be a fine one to do something SOLO to... but I like Una Notte better. radioactivibee: (( Sympathique is legit about going to lunch and smoking all day XD )) chronosmith: Better for a sort of slower, more graceful dance--not that I'd know. opatoes: 😮 queenjazzy: [dancing Airachnids are elusive creatures] chronosmith: ((IT'S a cute, sort of... rhythmic song, very point-point-point)) radioactivibee: Sure, Whirl. opatoes: ((I was trying to rip her model but the only "success" I had was with the ds game and apparently 3d models are stored in pieces on ds games radioactivibee: (( My french teacher used to play it every friday so it became The Friday Song Chillsins: I like this one. radioactivibee: (( OH NOOOOOOOOOOO )) queenjazzy: didn't it one time just come out as her torso?)) chronosmith: Anyway *streetches; he nods to Frenzy once, to reiterate his offer, and hops up* I'm out. Seeya, losers. radioactivibee: Nice to talk to you, Whirl. NoodlesAtNight: \\SEEYA.\\ chronosmith: You too, BeeBee. queenjazzy: [waves at Whirl] NoodlesAtNight: *Oh thank goodness. They're starting to trickle out* Chillsins: Bye, sucker. opatoes: ((YEAH that was when NoodlesAtNight: *Squeezes Shockwave's hand -hard-.* Chillsins: *He'll wait for this one to end, then go home and EAT.* chronosmith: *bobs his head at Airachnid* Chillsins: *Well, time to GTFO then.* NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave nods his helm at both of them.* Txen: Shockwave: *huffs* radioactivibee: ...is this radioactivibee: what i think it is opatoes: ((WAit no this is what came out when I tried to rip the models http://opatoes.tumblr.com/post/149401650678 opatoes:  http://opatoes.tumblr.com/post/149401650678 opatoes: http://opatoes.tumblr.com/post/149401650678 opatoes: so in the ds tfp game there’s this folder that basically says enemy, right? so you’d assume that it had all the models as it should but no they’re incomplete?? soundwave’s model in there doesn’t have... Chillsins: This sounds obscene. radioactivibee: i-is this iffudoudou?? radioactivibee: oh frag it is Chillsins: If I wanted to hear this I'd go HOME. radioactivibee: i need to leave now. immediately. queenjazzy: omg)) Chillsins: Which is, incidentally, exactly what I'm doing. opatoes: Bee? What? radioactivibee: do not look up the translation smokey radioactivibee: that's all opatoes: but queenjazzy: I have to get going as well, I have work to do. radioactivibee: (( REAL TALK i found a cover of this by Kensho Ono anD I DIED opatoes: ... I don't have to actually go home with you tonight right NoodlesAtNight: *He's got to remember this one for the future if this is the effect it has. Maybe he can play it in New Praxus to get rid of people following him around* radioactivibee: (( HIS VOICE IS JUST SO NICE BUT THEN HE'S SINGING THIS AND I CANNOT queenjazzy: [going to sneak off now] NoodlesAtNight: [[Farewell, Airachnid, Windchill.]] radioactivibee: no, you don't radioactivibee: bye everyone Chillsins: Bye. Until next time. opatoes: Aww-- CAN I go back with you? Chillsins: *With that, he gets up and leaves.* NoodlesAtNight: [[Goodbye, Bumblebee.]] You suspicious rude Autobot. Txen: *shockwave sends a comm to Predaking that has the predacon making a very unusual expression, standing up, and ushering darksteel and skylynx to their feet and back home more quickly than usual* opatoes: SIP TRUCKING opatoes: SIP TRUNKING GET THE LINK NoodlesAtNight: [[He's not sipping any trucks.]] NoodlesAtNight: *Tanks, maybe.* opatoes: I'll sip some truck Txen: ((i love this song)) NoodlesAtNight: [[Do it on your own time. Not here.]] opatoes: I'm gonna get back-- SOunds soudns sounds- mind if I ask you a few things later about your Cybertron's restoration? For reference for my Cybertron NoodlesAtNight: [[Very well.]] opatoes: Thanks! Maybe I can share some stuff I've found here? Don't know how much it'd help, though. NoodlesAtNight: [[He will see what you have to offer and decide. Then.]] opatoes: Fair enough. Night everyone! NoodlesAtNight: [[Goodnight.]] NoodlesAtNight: ((is blaster still here????)) Txen: ((idk lmao)) Chaoit: ((Blaster left when Rewind came on the screen NoodlesAtNight: ((ah! i think i missed that, my bad)) Txen: ((its fine! im terrible at rping in this format anyway, cro, we can move when ur ready to close up)) NoodlesAtNight: ((yep yep, this is the last one. i'm basically having a bit of ooc humor here with the 'stream over' thing)) NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave turns to Prowl and nods.* Txen: ((fdknfjkn)) NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): [[He has business to attend to tonight. Next time?]] FakeProwl: *...what's the nod for?* NoodlesAtNight: *FRICK Pretend that was text* FakeProwl: *ah. it's a polite "go home" nod* Txen: ((tbf it does say txt!)) Txen: ((soundys distracted lol)) FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Next time. Evening.» NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Company always appreciated. Until then. Bring Starscream, if possible. If not, share tape. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «I will if I can.» NoodlesAtNight: *Another nod and a grateful ping* FakeProwl: *farewell ping. disappears.* NoodlesAtNight: *Turns and SO MANY LOOPS* Txen: (( *salutes and heads elsewhere haha thanks everybody~*)) Chaoit: ((what did my thing do? NoodlesAtNight: ((....how did you....)) Chaoit: ((sorry, my internet has been dropping like a mofo all night Chaoit: ((I don't know FakeProwl: ((is your universe, perchance, capable of budding)) NoodlesAtNight: ((LMAO)) Chaoit: ((I hope not NoodlesAtNight: ((don't worry about it... also, i think when all this prime documentarying is said and done, soundwave will cautiously prod boom over the datanet)) Chaoit: ((oh that outta be fun Chaoit: ((Boom's currently hashing out a treaty with his Soundwave NoodlesAtNight: ((oho. soundwave talks all around. or, uh. 'talks'.)) Chaoit: ((both Chaoit: ((telepathy and voice Chaoit: ((and I'm out before the internet drops again and does more weird shit. Later! NoodlesAtNight: ((night!))