#gnight everyone. i hope it gets better tomorrow.

[chipkat]

no drawing tonight. making jeff proud instead.

[likethehorrormovie]

Another horrible angsty headcanon:

Bakugou refused compete in the dorm competition- not because he was tired. And not because he thought it was dumb, either.

It was because his room was too empty without his All Might collection.

**

When Pinky had first suggested it- Bakugou should have leapt at the chance. He should have been reeling at the opportunity- he should have been itching for the moment he'd crush the rest of the class into the ground. Because- let's face it- two parents in the fashion industry? He was amazing at this.

When it came to design- Bakugou was as much as a prodigy in that as he was with anything else. Like- when it came to submitting their ideas for hero costumes- Bakugou didn't just send the "designers" a brief. He sent them a pattern he designed himself, the materials required and where to buy them, fabric dye brands and colours, specifications on the stitching size- and measurements right down to the fucking T.

He also included a note reminding them politely not to fuck with the design. Because he was good at this. And it showed pretty damn well- when the other losers showed up in lame ass excuses for costumes they themselves probably had barely even thought through. Even if the fuckass designer had put two dots on his costume against his WILL- Bakugou's outfit was still 10x better and more practical than anyone else who had set foot in UA.

Nah. When it came to design, Bakugou was easily the best. And he would never do something as fucking pathetic as half assing his own goddamn room.

Every item, every bit of furniture, every nicknack he owned fitted together into kickass perfection. Colour theory, placement: it matched- or it complimented- it was practical- it looked fucking awesome. He kept it clean cause he wasn't a fucking heathen, and he refused to buy anything for his room that wouldn't fit in with the rest.

...And no one even fucking knew it.

Not many people saw Bakugou's room, anymore. His middle school friends started fucking smoking when they turned twelve, and llike hell was he letting that stink near his room. And Deku hadn't been in there for... some time now.

So no one knew. No one had even the slightest inkling that Bakugou Katsuki would easily have the best room in the class. It wasn't even a fair fight.

So he should have been jumping at the chance to show them. Like he always did, when challenged. He should have been feeling the thunder of impending victory in his chest, kicking open his own door, and watching as everyone looked at his room in pure awe- and Bakugou was rightfully recognised as the 1A room King.

So he should have been excited. Right?

... Yet here he was. Standing, in the centre of his room- looking at two, cardboard boxes. Still packed. The contents, hidden away inside.

He could hear the muffled sounds of 1A chatter, coming from somewhere below. Gathering before the dorm competition began.

...Bakugou had snapped at Kirishima, when the red head offered to help him unpack these boxes. As if the dumbass hadn't already been helping Bakugou with all the other boxes- without a even a hint of complaint from his explosive friend.

Kirishima had apologized, good naturedly, like he always did. Before leaving the room. (And leaving Bakugou with an unfamiliar feeling curling in his chest.)

Bakugou stared at the boxes. They stared back.

He'd packed these a while ago. A day or so before they were told about the dorm system, actually. It had felt too weird going to sleep with this... stuff in his room. Looking at him.

It's your fault.

So, he'd packed it away. Scooping it all off shelves, and putting it into two cardboard boxes he had lying around. It just about fit.

He hadn't been quite sure what he wanted to do with them. Putting them in the attic was too permanent. And like hell was he throwing this away. Some of it was even limited edition. So- the boxes had stayed, on the floor of his bedroom, for about a week. His bedroom at home.

He hadn't... He hadn't wanted to take them with him. He'd tried to say he wanted to leave them behind- but the hag said they were taking up to much space. That he either took them to the dorms... Or they got thrown away.

So he took them.

... When Kirishima had left the room, ten minutes ago, he'd been wearing that little hopeful expression of his. The one he got sometimes- like the time he asked Bakugou to come swimming. One he struggled to say no to.

This time: the expression had appeared after telling Bakugou about the dorm competition. Asking him if he was up for the "super manly" challenge.

"Fucking maybe. I don't give a shit. Bet your rooms all suck ass, anyway." Bakugou had told him.

...Alone in his room- Bakugou moved forward to the partially opened box. The one Kirishima had gotten part way through ripping into- before Bakugou had realised- and told him to fuck off, Shitty Hair!

With his right hand, he peeled the box open. Peering, as if with fucking apprehension, at the items he knew were inside. As the cardboard moved, his eyes came to land on-

Knock-knock-knock!- "Bakugou!"

Katsuki startled. Whipping around towards the door.

"The fuck do you want- Shitty hair?!" He yelled back. Perhaps pummelling a little more aggression into his tone than he should have. He looked back to the item in the box.

"The competitions starting, bro!" Kirishima laughed back. Not seeming to notice. "Thought you'd wanna come see everyone's rooms before we get to your floor."

Bakugou paused.

"Come on man, you're gonna wanna see these!" The red head continued. Before he paused. In a way that Bakugou knew meant a devious smirk was blooming across the red head's face. "... Hey," he spoke. "...Did you know Midoryia has a crazy All Might collection?"

Bakugou stilled. Still transfixed the object in the box. (It's your turn.)

"No seriously bro, it's like an otakus room!" Kirishima spoke again, when Bakugou didn't answer. "You know... I wonder if anyone can beat him..." Hw trailed off. The challenge in his tone clear, but playful. Joking- if Bakugou was being pragmatic about it.

Bakugou didn't answer. He was still staring at the object. At the others, too. All the ones in the cardboard box. Each one, matching the other. In terms of colour. Size. Each complimenting every single other thing he possessed, in one way or another. He'd never realised how much he-

"Hey Bakubro?" Kirishima's voice interrupted. Bakugou cursed internally, as he recognised the tone of uncertainty in his voice.

"Haah?!" He responded. On instinct.

"...You coming?" Kirishima asked. That hopeful tone- on the frays of his voice, once more. Katsuki paused.

"Nah." He replied. Voice even, as he looked back at an All Might figurine. Sitting, in a box, with countless other nicknacks like him.

"Nah" He repeated. Sitting in a nearly barren dorm room. With two cardboard boxes, unpacked. "It sounds fucking dumb." He said, loudly. As All Might stared back at him.

"You sure?"

A figurine of the hero in his prime. Of the man, long before he'd met Katsuki. Before he'd even been born, probably.

Your fault.

"Yeah." Bakugou swallowed. "Don't give a shit, and I'm fucking tired. I'm going to bed."

"Oh!" Kirishima made a sound of suprise. "Oh- well... Okay man! hahaa," he laughed nervously through the door. Bakugou felt the curling feeling in his chest again. "Well, I'll uh, catch you later man. Sleep well!" The red head called through the door. Overly cheerfully.

"Fucking obviously. I do everything well, moron." Bakugou retorted. Keeping his voice gruff. Looking at the All Might trinkets in the box. How messily he'd packed them.

"haha, I know man," Kirishima's voice responded warmly. Through a door with no posters on it. Because those were all in the other box. "I'll see you tomorrow. Gnight!" He called. Voice becoming fainter- as footsteps began to walk away, down the corridor.

"...Night." Bakugou said back. Not loud enough to be heard, from where Kirishima had gotten to. His voice still seeming to bounce off the bare walls of the dorm room. A room that was startlingly empty, when it wasn't filled to brim with all things All Might.

Your fault.

...And soon enough, the footsteps were gone. To late on, be replaced with chatter, of 1A. Oggling at each and ever room, with gasps and whoops- and snarky comments. Each reaction more excited than the last. Hours later, the particularly indignant sounds coming from what sounded like the common room, indicated that the winner must have been announced. The 1A Room King.

...Bakugou didn't find out who it was. He didn't find out what the different rooms even looked like. He could only hear. As he hid the cardboard boxes under his bed. And didn't go to sleep.

[rominatrix]

i'm so sorry i can only offer you empty words but i honestly hope everything will be better tomorrow. i wish i could do something for you but i've been there and i know there's not much i could do. please just stay strong and keep your head up if you can! i promise you this darkness will pass soon ♡

I read your message when I woke up this morning just after turning off my alarm and before reading a random page from my gmorning gnight book and it was the best thing to read. Thank you very much anon and everyone else that has reached out. I don’t have it in myself to get out of the mess in my head so it’s a comfort to know that there are people out there that can give you a word of encouragement when you need it. Thank you kindly :)

[tanus-lab]

Oh but, these only count if we’re not discussing betty being a flawless character. Remember people say she’s perfect and a mary sue, so these 3 instances did not happen at all just so they can’t be proven wrong.

Camilaart

So....I wanna talk about this for like the half hour I take to write and post these things.

To Define a Mary Sue, to begin:  Mar·y Sue, noun, (originally in fan fiction) a type of female character who is depicted as unrealistically lacking in flaws or weaknesses.

Just on this definition we have problems. But let’s go with my own definition of a Mary Sue. A normal character acts on the world, a Mary Sue is acted upon by the world, inevitably to their benefit.

With these two definitions in mind, let’s begin. Oh yeah and heavy spoilers.

So the first moment that gives people this idea is inevitably her (actual) introduction. You know, when she shishkabobs Sans. At first, yeah it kinda seems that way, she steps in like ‘Yo what up?’ and murders the....second strongest character from the Underground? I think? With ease. But I can explain this two ways, if you prefer. The first is in-universe: Betty laid a trap that they fell for, a carefully planned manipulation to try and obtain Asriel’s soul...or probably just A soul. The second is out of universe and a concept most works use called ‘Beginner’s Luck.’ that is ‘A character who has only just appeared will do far better than later on to make them seem credible.’ Or I guess in this case a credible threat.

The second is her defeat of Gaster, and survival of the eradication machine. This is probably the most credible point? She basically just by luck happens to snag a soul and get enough power to turn the tides. Sorry Camilla I can’t defend this moment MUUUUCH. BUT Storyline wise if it ended here that’d be kinda a boring as all hell story soooo....Though I am curious myself how, if her shell is human, she did survive the eradication machine. Maybe I’m forgetting a detail.

I don’t need to talk about the Undyne fight....like at all. It’s a good 5 minutes of Betty NOT being a mary sue to the absolute limit. She gets her face pounded into burger meat. She gets DUNKED harder than Darius could ever dream (god I’m a nerd). I have a thousand euphemisms for Undyne giving Betty a proverbial spear bukkake session. I just wanted to use some of them. Even when she manages to survive by getting that hate vial, that was still set up as an option she had that she took from Jessica. (I was thinking Rachel for like half a minute for some reason, I should stop doing these at like 4 am) Her escape from Undyne is a bit confuzzling but you can just go back to storyline wise it being uninteresting. (To most people, personally Undyne breaking her in half would’ve been fine with me)

The next one is prooooobably her beating Asriel in a manner of seconds, and well...he is a kid. I doubt he used his infinite power to train himself in sword-play. He didn’t have the millions of resets Frisk did to get used to fighting, or even get used to fighting in this new body. (After he’s possessed by hate I’m assuming he’s just taking pointers from Betty or somefin) And then we have the second time where Betty gets disarmed, this time far more literally, so that’s where my defense can stop. Her getting away after Sans is freed I just attribute to the aspect of Fear being amazing at running away...actually that makes a lot of sense for her getting away from Undyne too.

Her fight against Mettaton is more just her being strong. Mettaton isn’t used to fighting and experience just wins out. And then when everyone arrives she takes a good few minutes to scare the piss out of the audience and declare her plans for the world that make me guess she doesn’t know that killing Chara will just sorta, blip everything out of existence. Also do they not have like magical nukes? Or Like anti-magic materials? There’s so much about this world I wanna explore. IM GETTING OFF TOPIC AHHHHHH Anyway yeah that’s my summation of why Betty isn’t a Mary Sue. In any case above the situations are borne of her own plots or her abilities. She even gets thrown into an industrial fan by Undyne to really hammer home how not a mary sue she is. She gets blue screened by a fish-shaped virus. She gets microwaved on high for 6 minutes.

Alright I’m done. I doubt this’ll convince anyone but I have nothing better to do at 4 am so- I just noticed I totally just left the definitions I gave behind in the dust, I guess they’re more comparison pieces then? Well what’evs. I can make a more concise one tomorrow if anyone wants. I’ll probably start posting actual content I’ve made myself rather than making theories about something I could never hope to match the quality of. Now I’ve made myself sad. Gnight!

[thedappleddragon]

ugh im big stupid and haven't been posting my shit here for a while. I've still been typing it out in my notes, I just havent transferred them onto here lol. im putting it all under the cut, don't worry

Today was pretty dang nice! I spent a little time outside because it was nice and warm out, I drew a little in my sketchbook and digitally rendered a picture of Anna’s new princess outfit, ran an errand with my mom to pick up a graphing calculator and a pack of soda, ate some Wendy’s, and did a lot of sewing for my dress! I joined the bodice lining and exterior, and did a little over half of the sewing for the skirt. I’m doing French seams so there’s no raw edges on the inside, so I still have to iron it and go over the second round of stitches. My machine malfunctioned for a moment with the thread tangling up in the lower bobbin thingy, so I left it alone for like an hour and it fixed itself lol. I’m very happy with how the bodice came out after clipping all the extra fabric in the corners and test fitting it. I think it’ll be great when it’s done!! Although I may or may not need to seam rip a little bit of the skirt to extend the zipper down so I can get it over my fuckin DUMPTRUCK when putting it on. Right now there’s enough stretch to put it on, but Idk how well that’ll stay after attaching the 2 pieces. Also it might end up making me look fat/preggo in the end with how the skirt lays lmao. I also did a really quick test fit with the sleeves, and I might actually like it better sleeveless? I’ll put one on anyway and go from there to see which I like better. HOORAY this dress has pockets!! But I may have put them a little low lol. I wanted to do a big dress debut at prom, but turns out graduates aren’t allowed due to covid restrictions :( so that really sucks. But we’re still gonna hang out a little bit beforehand, and I can still do a debut. I made a little bow out of some scrap dress fabric, which I want to put in my hair for pre-prom. I think I’ll braid my hair, maybe get some fake flowers from dollar tree and ribbon to add somehow, and put the ribbon either at the bottom or the top, wherever the hair tie eventually goes. I’m so exited to work on it more. I’m kinda running out of white thread tho so I’ll have to get more. Later in the evening i got hungry and made ramen while my dad and I watched a documentary on some of the horrible shit that went on all around the world during 2020, some of which I had forgotten about, some that was really surreal and out of a dystopian movie, and some stuff that was just upsetting to watch. It was still pretty good tho. I got work tomorrow and I’m really sleepy even tho it’s only 12:30 so I think I’m gonna grab a snack and go to sleep soon. Gnight mwah

Yesterday I worked and sewed until I ran out of thread and drew a little bit. Spent most of my shift watering flowers, then I went home and ate for a moment, then watered more and picked dead flowers and talked about avatar and other animated shows with the highschool girl I work with. Came home and hung out for a while, that evening made some good pasta. 

Today I justly hung out, then went with mom to pick up a bookshelf and went through strawtown which I thought was a very funny name for a town. There was a cute antique shop in there tho. On the way back we stopped in a sewing shop called Always in stitches. I expected it to be a very small shop, but it was SO much bigger than I thought it would be. They had tons of fabric and quilting supplies, and lots of old ladies working and talking. I picked up a cone of white thread and a fabric sample pack. Then I sewed my dress a little bit. I still have lots to do, and only like 2.5 days to do it. I’ll get there tho. All I have to do is add the skirt hem, add the pockets back in (I took them out so I could see them in normally), add sleeves and hem them, and add the zipper. And attach the skirt to the bodice. I think I’ll be able to do it. I had yogurt for the first time in forever today. Tbh I used just enough to hold together the strawberry and granola bits kgelgskgs. It was pretty good tho. I drew ELEVEN pages in my sketchbook, about 8 of them being a comic about the pony au of our royalty au. I could have done the comic with human characters but ponies are so much easier to draw aggsssdh. I spent 40 minutes typing out the dialogue and editing it on top of the rest of the comic so my friend could read it, but she still hasn’t read my text :( oh well that’s fine lol. The original plot was supposed to be Sam talking to an accidental illusion of me being mean about her blight, but then I accidentally made it something different. I might just draw the alternate ending instead. Update I just did

Yesterday I sewed and went to Menards to buy tile for moms bathroom.

Today was VERY productive, I feel like. I woke up and immediately took a shower and did laundry. I spent some one just sitting on my bed scrolling and researching while listening to medieval remixes of songs lol. At some point I went out to buy subway for everyone and stopped at dollar tree for nail polish and satin ribbon. I made the ribbon into a little choker and wanted to use it for the hem of the skirt, but I was too short. In total I spent HOURS hemming and pinning and seam ripping and ironing and sewing today, but it’s still not done. I gotta kick my ass into high gear if it’s gone be done by Sunday afternoon. I started sewing the bottom hem, but my machine has been doing this weird thing where the fabric scrunches up right past the sewing foot and leaves wrinkles and gathers so loose I can move it around with my hands easily. I think it’s just my tension being too tight or something, I adjusted it a bit and I’ll test it in the morning. I’m too tired and it’s too late at night to be doing that much sewing. I seam ripped the entire back skirt seam so I could extend the zipper a little further down, and I’ll sew it back up once the hem is done. After that all I need to donis connect the skirt to the bocice, fix the zipper, and hem the arm holes. I don’t want to use the sleeves I made because the edges don’t line up at all and I don’t think I would be able to lift my arms, the way it’s built. The nail polish I picked up works way better than I thought it would, leaving a pretty good metallic sheen after just one coat. Way better than I thought for a dollar. I helped mom lay down tile a little bit, ripping up one old tile and helping a bit at a time throughout the day. I kept asking if she wanted help with the actual tiling part but she said no. We also couldn’t get the fuckin box cutter I bought to work. It’s supposed to be easy to replace the blade, but we couldn’t figure it out lol. I’m falling asleep fun. Washed my face twice, trying to take good care of myself before prom so I look good in photos. Gotta wash hair tomorrow. Made hamburger meat

Spent all day sewing and listening to bardcore remixes. Dress is as done as I bother to make it rn

Tbh I was hoping for a little more for today. I’ve spent the last like week or longer working towards this, and going especially in depth the past 3 days. I got all silky smooth, worked for hours on my dress, thought about pretty much nothing except prom day. I was late because my dad had my neighbor come over to take pictures of me in my dress. I thought it was just going to be her holding my dad’s phone to get a picture of us together, but she brought her whole ass professional camera and spent several minutes taking pictures. Then I took the weirdest way possible to get to my friend’s house on accident because google maps said it was the fastest way to get there. But HEY when I did get there I enjoyed hanging out with my friends. We ate some dinner AND??? Sammie I’m sorry if you’re reading this but THE MASHED POTATOES?? WERE S O BLAND????? AFAJSTSTHJST ily but girl. Just a little salt could have gone a long way <3 the steak and especially the green bean casserole were good tho :) dinner was good with the sparkling juice and little desert. Overall everything was just very loud, but that’s to be expected when this is everyone’s first time seeing each other in a goddamn while: actually I think they’ve all seen each other at school without me but hey whatever. I think I fucked up my phone screen on accident by sitting on it while it was in my pocket with my keys, leaving a spiderweb crack in it. I checked and yeah it’s not just the screen protector :( eh I don’t care that much, It didn’t fuck up the lcd screen or anything. We went up to Sam’s room and hung out and talked while she did Liz’s makeup and took pictures, and I borrowed a little of her concealer before photos. There was a little photo shoot in their front yard, and looking at the photos I look a little fat in them but I LOVE all the photos taken in Sam’s room where we were all just hanging out. Idk why but whenever you have to do photos and they say to do a silly one, it never turns out good, but the fun ones you casually take always turn out way better. They’re more genuine :) but then it was time for everyone to go to prom and for me to go home 😔 we only hung out for like an hour and a half. I didn’t want to take off my dress, seeing as I put in so much effort to sew the whole dress and shave and look pretty, so I wore it around the house for a bit until I got tired and went to lay in bed. I watched the mitchels vs the machines, which is a fuckin DELIGHTFUL movie!! Everybody go watch it it’s so cute <3 I also played some Pokémon and watched a little YouTube in bed, but feeling unfulfilled and wanting to do something different, I just didn’t know what. So instead I started typing this up as my sister brought me a cupcake from prom :) I had a bite and put the rest in the fridge, since it was so big and in a plastic container. I texted a friend over Snapchat asking if they had fun at prom, and they said it was kinda ass. I tried relating and saying yeah all school dances are a little ass, and my friend group once had anti prom and played dnd instead, but they just said ‘that’s nice’ back and idk if that means they’re annoyed at me or they’re just tired and didn’t wanna text or what but :( idk. Either way it’s fine, right now all I care about is going to bed. Gnight I guess. Also I keep thinking about that textpost that’s like “diary of icarly” and she talks in these simple-ass sentences and now I feel self conscious about how I write these snafnfs. I already know I write like a child in these, but that’s just because I don’t wanna go through the effort of making this sound nice and professional every day lmao. So child writing it is. Also painted my nails really horribly and it took forever to clean up which made me late

Woke up, went to work, spent a little time stocking, watered indoor plants, then attempting to work the register, and organized plants the rest of the time. I stood behind one of my coworkers as she checked people out, kind of understanding what she was doing but not that much, and read the manual in down periods. She had me check out a couple people, and it was NERVE WRACKING AS HELL. Thankfully everyone was very nice, and my coworker stood by and helped, and right as I was getting my foothold, my boss called for me to work outside and bring in the new shipment of plants. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT WAS REALLY NICE?? I was actually able to help some people today!! :D I’m slowly getting better at my job which is nice :) originally I was only gonna work 4 hours, but there were more plants to get and I felt like I could keep going, so I ended up working 6 instead. Every time I come home from the end of my shift I feel bad for not working more and like I should have stayed longer. Tbh I think I could do it if I had a proper break! I’ve been doing 4 hour shifts with maybe a water break in the middle because i don’t know how to ask to go on break ;-; Ike my secondary boss in the garden center is super nice and approachable and friendly but the main boss is like. Terrifying. I never know when he’s joking or being serious and I don’t understand him and assffsfamms it SUCKS. But whatever, I went home and ate some Mac n cheese and laid in bed because my back hurt and played on my ds for the rest of the night. I tried a couple new games, none of which I spent very long on. I tried okami den where you’re the wolf puppy child of the precious games protagonist I think, and idk maybe I’ll give it a better try in the future, but I wasn’t feelin it. I spent like 30 minutes on a pro bass fishing simulator and couldn’t clear the first level because the fish wouldn’t get close enough to my boat lmao. Sonic and Mario at the Olympic Games was fun until I lost at table tennis to Mario. I’d play it again. But I have work again tomorrow so I gotta go to bed good night. Having to blast my fan and play drawfee on my phone to drown out moms tv again >:(

Ate a pbj for breakfast? Went to work, moved plants around, took my lunch break, went to subway with an expired coupon, ate at home and times it perfectly so I could watch one section of the new drawfee episode, went back to work, made myself sad thinking about the god girl homunculus from fullmetal alchemist, picked dead flowers off the petunias, left a little early, hung out at home, left to go get mom’s medicine, found my dad at the store, followed him around and shopped for a bit, can home to unload everything, talked with him about buying one of the cars from him so it would be under mom’s insurance after the divorce, talked about being able to hang out at dads apparent after we help him move, ate some of the stuff we bought, and now I’m hanging out in bed again. I picked up my Pokémon black save and played a while today which was nice. I think I’m gonna work more in the next few days, be really busy with shit for like a week, and finally have a breather after the 15th. I really need to switch brain gears back into college stuff soon so I can sign up for orientation and figure out finances and shit, but for now it’s midnight and I don’t have to think about it lol

Today was pretty good, but also pretty boring. I played Pokémon all day since I didn’t have work, cooked some hamburger meat, and went on an errand for mom but got the wrong thing so I went out later to buy the right thing. I got spicy chicharrones instead of regular ones oops. On my drive back from getting the right thing, I rolled all my windows down and loved the feeling of driving around right after sunset when the weather was nice but cool, especially after standing in mom’s loud-ass room trying to ask about her bank card. I thought about going back out to aimlessly drive around the park and back, but instead hung out in my kitchen as my cat fell asleep on my lap. I think I’m gonna get paid tomorrow, so that’s exciting :D I probably made a solid couple hundred dollars if I had to guess. Idk what I’m getting paid per hour, but it’s probably ~$10 and I COULD go through my texts again to see how much I’ve worked, but I don’t really wanna lmao. I should just start putting that in my notes app instead...

Just had probably the most involved, longest dream ever?? It was a mix of infinity train and dangenrompa, we were mostly stuck inside my house, one boy left for years to search for supplies, I tried biking along a tail that disappeared into tree roots and a ditch with grass, cried because we had been in the same car for so long I was afraid they were gonna make us kill someone to get past, and at the end we escaped or something and had to fuck up security cameras and get past loopholes and lots of cereal boxes were involved? Idk there’s just so much I don’t remember. I wasn't sure if I had to go to work today, so I sent my boss a text and just kinda hung out. was making  hamburger meat for my mom when my boss called asking me to come in, so I took a shower and worked from 1-5. spent some time at the register, and got way better at checking stuff out :) I learned a couple things, and there was one old lady in particular who was very patient and nice to me while my coworker went to go find a smaller bag of birdseed. when it stopped being busy inside, I went ut to the garden center to help price plants and spent the rest of my shift out there. I got paid too! $9 an hour, 22 hours, $200 in total. hell yeah. not bad, although I literally have no frame of reference on if this Is good or not. after work I went home for a second, then got Hardee’s (or carls jr in the western states). I used a coupon for chicken tenders for me and my sister :) and while I was driving around today, I found myself wishing that everything in life could be as smooth and easy as driving my car through my neighborhood. and then I kinda laughed thinking about how I cried my first time driving on a major road asdjfasjdhf. but seriously I love driving my dad’s silver Volvo!! its so comfy with 4 wheel drive and good petal control, its like always driving on freshly paved roads <3 unfortunately that's the car my dad is taking when he moves into his apartment to use as his full time car instead of his shit-ass blue Volvo, and we’re gonna be stuck with the red Volvo with a really touchy gas pedal and slow break pedal. (idk if you've noticed but we really love old Volvos in this family. they’re all old and boxy as hell and I love em <3 ) then I played Pokemon black and beat the elite 4 and champion in one try with a lot of revives lmao. I was kinda underleveled, right at 48-50 range, same as them. I was angry about stuff and in pain earlier in the shower as I washed my hair, but I dont remember exactly what it was. now I have my soft Spotify playlist going so I can maybe go to sleep soon. oh wait I remember being angry that all I could thin about all day was work, even tho it only takes up a few hours of my day, and then I do nothing all day afterwards. idk it’s just weird.

[verdigrisprowl]

May 1 Dancitron Movie Night - Chicago

Prowl disliked all the characters, but feels like he was supposed to, so he’s okay with it. Whirl and Windchill just disliked it, although Whirl grudgingly liked the dancing. Zori disliked the injustice of an innocent person being executed, and Prowl had to go sit by him and explain to him, in the most sensitive and compassionate way possible, “Sometimes the legal system fucks up.”

Prowl and Soundwave were once again sappy after the movie. Prowl sent him a link to play “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now” and then Soundwave played “Can’t Fight This Feeling” which Prowl had considered playing except he thought Soundwave might think it was too sappy, and then they just sat there playing romantic songs.

Yesterday ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm *For once, Soundwave takes the opportunity to dance a little before notifying everyone that it's safe to begin arriving, determined to dull the edge of his mood, if only a bit.* *He'll have stopped and sat himself down by the time they do, tables, chairs, booths, and other surfaces already arranged.* Ratchet 8:41 pm *pops in* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:41 pm *Soundwave dips his helm; Zori squeals electronically. Long time no see!* Whirl 8:42 pm *he's not the only one pleasantly surprised to see Ratchet; he pauses when he trots in* Well, I'll be damned. Ratchet 8:42 pm *hasn't been _that_ long* Heya, Bug. Whirl. Windchill 8:43 pm *Appears* Whirl 8:43 pm *salutes Ratchet as he takes his seat* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:44 pm @Whirl: [[A warning: he has read that this is a prison-musical... though he does not know what that means.]] But he flicks a servo in Whirl's direction, sending Rumble and Frenzy to pack in with Whirl wherever he settles.* *Soundwave nods to Windchill as well.* #Ratchet! #you are here again #good #I was afraid #D: Ratchet 8:45 pm Afraid of what, Buggo? I'm not gonna die on ya. Whirl 8:45 pm *bobs his head a Windchill, but before he can say anything, he looks in Soundwave's direction* ...@S: Well, all right then. Windchill 8:46 pm *Waves imperiously, as if addressing the peasantry.* Ratchet 8:46 pm *but where will Ratchet sit. he was going to go join Whirl, but now Rumble and Frenzy are there.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:46 pm #promise? *Rumble and Frenzy are tiny. He could join them.* Ratchet 8:47 pm *mmmnope. not really about size* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:47 pm ((Will start in 5-10.)) Ratchet 8:47 pm 'Course I promise. Would I do that to my favourite dance partner? Windchill 8:47 pm (( RUNS to make coffee. I need POWER. )) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:48 pm #:D #hee hee #that is kind #thank you! *Soundwave bobs his helm at Blaster.* @Blaster: [[Do update him later.]] boomtank 8:49 pm -waves then pauses- Update on what? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:52 pm @Blaster: [[You mentioned meetings when he made his offer. He is curious whether they have taken place.]] A subtle hand twitch. [[It is understandable if they haven't. These things take time.]] Ratchet 8:52 pm Heh. No problem. So how's it going? I had to rush out last time, we didn't get to chat. boomtank 8:53 pm ....oh. Those. Yeah, they happened, and no nothing came of them. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:53 pm *Zori climbs up close to Ratchet so he can whisper.* #Soundwave says I will be small soon #shhhh Whirl 8:54 pm *mostly Whirl seems just baffled as to why someone would make a musical about prison, of all things, but he doesn't seem nervous* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:54 pm *Soundwave shakes his helm. He had expected as much. Well, what he said holds true.* Whirl 8:54 pm *and there's a whole table, folks, plenty of room* Windchill 8:55 pm *Good because you got a BIG BUTT COMING* Ratchet 8:55 pm *okay, they're whispering. Zori is better at doing the whispering thing than any of the Dinobots, but Ratchet's practiced with playing along.* boomtank 8:55 pm -He's not expecting a fast resolution to a War that has lasted his entire life up to this point- Ratchet 8:55 pm Oh yeah? Guess we better get in a big bug dance or two before then, huh? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:56 pm #yes! #dancing~ boomtank 8:56 pm -and he's settling down with a bit of paperwork, again- ItsyBitsySpyers 8:56 pm ((WILL YOU BOIL ALREADY, WATER. GOD.)) boomtank 8:57 pm ((pfff Windchill 8:57 pm (( I feel u )) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:57 pm ((35 minutes! I wanted noodles in time. Oh well. Better get goin'.)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:59 pm ((OKAY SO HERE'S THE RELEVANT WARNINGS: This is semi-fictional Chicago in the 20s so there's booze and violence and scanty clothes abounding. And I think Roxie uses a derogatory term at one point? And the very end has some shaky cam and pop-flashes. That shouuuuld cover?)) Whirl 9:00 pm *pulls his horrid extra-spicy gaugebuster from subspace, where he'd been saving it, and nods to his table* Sup. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:01 pm //Sup!// \\SUP!\\ //Been busy?// Whirl 9:01 pm Ugh. No, not really. We're still stuck on Cybertron. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:02 pm //Maybe you guys oughta like... get out 'n push.// Whirl 9:02 pm Not going STIR-CRAZY but not doin' anything useful, either. What about you guys? Seein any action? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:02 pm \\YEAH, KINDA. DOIN' SOME REMODELIN'.\\ Whirl 9:03 pm Yeah? *glances about for any sign of it* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:03 pm \\NAW, NOT DOWN HERE.\\ *Soundwave makes himself comfortable by propping his pedes up with his feelers.* Windchill 9:03 pm *Sits in Whirl's general vicinity, sorry bro.* Whirl 9:04 pm *he's as welcome as ever, mech, but Whirl refrains from putting his feet on him* Windchill 9:04 pm *BETRAYAL.* Whirl 9:04 pm Where, then? Opening up a second club or something? *snorts* Windchill 9:05 pm *That's okay, after his mouth threats he expects to be in various degrees of trouble.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:05 pm //Pfff. Ain't -that- much time in an orn.// //Jus' home stuff.// Whirl 9:05 pm *he's not in trouble, Whirl's just trying to respect the new boundaries he things are in place* Gotcha. Well, hope it goes as painlessly as possible. Sounds dull. *hunches over his gaugebuster for a nice, long inhale* Windchill 9:06 pm *TROUBLE.* Whirl 9:06 pm ((lord, rabbit. pls. pls work)) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:08 pm *Soundwave tilts his head.* [[Ah. That is not her actual mate.]] *This should be interesting.* Windchill 9:08 pm *Blinks.* Whirl 9:09 pm Ugh. Windchill 9:09 pm I thought so. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:09 pm *Frenzy whistles.* Whirl 9:10 pm Well, damn. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:11 pm *Buzzsaw settles in with the group. This kind of thing reeks of the mechs he used to know.* Windchill 9:11 pm *He shrugs.* I would have shot him. Not that I find myself in those kinds of situations, mind. Whirl 9:11 pm *shrugs as well* I'd not get myself in that situation to begin with. Windchill 9:12 pm *Still, he can relate to some of this with more recent goings on.* Whirl 9:12 pm If some chucklehead's trying to shmooze me and promising me stuff I'd get proof before I gave him what he wanted. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:13 pm [[A smart idea.]] Ratchet 9:13 pm *snorts* Whirl 9:13 pm Not, of course, that I predict this'll be something I have to deal with anytime soon. Windchill 9:14 pm *snorts.* That pianist. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:15 pm *Soundwave huffs. Loud. Her, calling him disloyal.* Whirl 9:15 pm That's rich. I mean am I supposed to feel sorry for her? ...like, at all? Because frankly this is just hilarious. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:16 pm [[For the conjunx, perhaps.]] Windchill 9:16 pm Well, that's a right mess. FakeProwl 9:16 pm ((I GOT ON THE COMPUTER AND IT WENT "YOU CAN'T GET ON RABBIT UNLESS YOU UPDATE AND COMPLETELY REBOOT CHROME" hhhhh)) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:16 pm ((D:)) Whirl 9:16 pm ((ARRGH)) FakeProwl 9:16 pm ((im finally here)) Windchill 9:17 pm (( EVIL. )) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:17 pm ((welcome welcome)) ((THIS LADY is the original '75 Velma)) Ratchet 9:17 pm [[ hello love glad you made it <3 ]] FakeProwl 9:17 pm *arrives belatedly. makes beeline for soundwave's seat.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:18 pm *Immediately makes room and pings hello.* @Prowl: (txt): Summary: Established performer terminated companions, arrested. Aspiring performer cheated on conjunx, shot lover. Now caught. Conjunx accepted blame. Praises sung until conjunx discovered truth. Truth confessed, arrest performed. FakeProwl 9:18 pm *pings back, and additionally pings an apology for late arrival* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm *Soundwave likes the song-philosophy.* Whirl 9:19 pm *takes a nice, long drag of his drink* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm //Bullscrap.// Whirl 9:19 pm No such thing as a good warden. Never met one in my life. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:20 pm (txt): Apology unnecessary. Knee bump. Windchill 9:20 pm Endless magic boob? FakeProwl 9:20 pm *bumps back* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:20 pm [[A subspace pocket, perhaps.]] Windchill 9:20 pm (( I'm out of coffee pray for me. )) Whirl 9:21 pm Not a bad place to put it... *looks at his cockpit* ((RIP CHILL)) Windchill 9:21 pm Do you have endless bullets in your boobs, Whirl? Ratchet 9:21 pm [[ queen's boobs are so good in that dress good lord. ]] Windchill 9:21 pm ((I'M DEAD. )) Whirl 9:21 pm Not ENDLESS, but a lot. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:22 pm //Yeah, well, the Boss got a bird in his.// [[Rumble. Please.]] boomtank 9:22 pm ....right, I'm gonna have to turn in early today. G'night. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:22 pm *Glances at Blaster. Odd.* [[Goodnight.]] Windchill 9:22 pm Goodnight, sucker. Whirl 9:22 pm Pfft, I'll let you know if I ever find a bird in my chest anytime soon. boomtank 9:22 pm -waves on the way out- ((mun forgot she has shit to do early tomorrow)) Whirl 9:23 pm ((gnight!)) boomtank 9:23 pm ((g'night! Windchill 9:23 pm That sounds dirty. FakeProwl 9:24 pm ((i can never remember what the last one's saying and it always sounds like "lip shits.")) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:24 pm ((Lipschitz, lmfao, a name)) Whirl 9:24 pm *another drink* This is stupid. I'm waiting for this movie to impress me. Windchill 9:25 pm (( Same I have been wondering. Thank u, it was bothering me. )) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:25 pm *Rumble punches Whirl's arm.* //Shhh, I wanna hear what them dead guys did.// Whirl 9:25 pm *snorts, but obliges him* Whirl 9:26 pm Okay, I'll give it credit there. Not a bad line. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:26 pm *Frenzy HOWLS with laughter before Rumble covers his mouth.* Windchill 9:26 pm *Snorts.* Whirl 9:27 pm *snickers* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:27 pm #awww.... Windchill 9:28 pm *chokes* Whirl 9:28 pm This movie has a real obsession with jilted lovers. Windchill 9:28 pm Seems to. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:28 pm //F'real.// *Soundwave is getting the idea that Prowl is going to have some complaints about this movie, most likely.* FakeProwl 9:30 pm ... So it's a movie about self-absorbed, self-entitled, selfish sociopaths. Who sing. Whirl 9:30 pm At least they get their own cells. Ratchet 9:30 pm *the dance numbers are great but Ratchet does not agree with the song. how did any of those people deserve to die.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:30 pm *Right on schedule. He huffs softly.* FakeProwl 9:31 pm *well. it's not a COMPLAINT. But he doesn't sympathize with any of them.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:31 pm \\...THE FRAG'S THE MIRROR WALL AT.\\ Whirl 9:31 pm How is she even getting money? What is this underground prison economy? Windchill 9:32 pm *Snorts* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:33 pm //Maybe she stuffed it in a pocket too.// FakeProwl 9:33 pm ... That's not how probability works. Windchill 9:34 pm Sounds gross. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:35 pm [[What would you consider more accurate?]] FakeProwl 9:36 pm For starters, I'd need the total number of females have been tried for the death penalty since the court in question was established. Not the number of years they've been counting. *mutters* That's the kind of assumption Smokescreen makes. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:36 pm *More amusement.* FakeProwl 9:37 pm *lower mutter* I'm serious. He's done it before. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:37 pm ((A note: 5,000 then is about 70,000 now.)) //The singers are fraggin' liars.// @P: (txt): That, frightening. FakeProwl 9:39 pm You didn't figure that out when they started singing about a man deserving to die for chewing gum? Windchill 9:39 pm Solution: Don't murder people in the first place. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:39 pm //Well, it ain't like I know what a gum is.// Whirl 9:39 pm ((i swear to fuckin god)) Windchill 9:40 pm (( I WISH I COULD HELP )) Whirl 9:40 pm ((it's just my damn luck)) I zoned out--what're the singers lying about? FakeProwl 9:40 pm It's a human food. Except they're not supposed to swallow it. They just chew it indefinitely. Until they get bored of chewing, and then spit it out. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:41 pm //They was claimin' this lawyer fragger don't care 'bout nothin' but love, 'cept he's all 'bout money 'n lookin' good.// //...What's the point of THAT?// Whirl 9:41 pm *nods* Windchill 9:42 pm where is the justice system in all of this? Whirl 9:42 pm This is it, Chill. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:42 pm [[This appears to be it.]] FakeProwl 9:43 pm I don't know. I think they enjoy chewing it. Windchill 9:43 pm I was being sarcastic. Whirl 9:43 pm Well, maybe, but this isn't too far off from the truth. People in power don't actually care about doing what's right--they care about benefiting from it, and staying in power. ESPECIALLY where criminals are concerned. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:45 pm *Soundwave thinks of something a bit saucy to say in response to the chewing thing. He can't say it because he's not supposed to have a mouth. Damn.* //She's mixin' her semaphores.// [[Metaphors.]] //Yeah, them.// Whirl 9:46 pm So, question--did he ever say what he was gonna do if he won her case? She gonna owe him a ton of money or something? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:46 pm \\5,000 CREDITS.\\ Whirl 9:46 pm Thought so. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:47 pm *This is absolutely Soundwave's favorite of this whole movie now. He misses that damn helm so much.* Windchill 9:48 pm *Rest his chin in his palm.* FakeProwl 9:48 pm *the sequence is... a little uncomfortable. he's trying to figure out why.* Whirl 9:49 pm *long, slow sip of his gaugebuster* The dancing's not bad. But the song leaves something to be desired. FakeProwl 9:49 pm *rubs the back of his n— ah. that's why.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:49 pm //Yeah, 's called "the truth", haha.// Windchill 9:49 pm *Shrugs* It's an accurate representation of the media, so I don't care what it sounds like. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:49 pm *Ping. Okay there?* Whirl 9:50 pm I never had much to do with the media. FakeProwl 9:50 pm *pings back. he's fine.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:50 pm *Tiny nod.* Windchill 9:51 pm It may be for the best. Whirl 9:53 pm *rolls his optic* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:53 pm *Rumble snickers.* Windchill 9:55 pm This sequences is taking too long. Whirl 9:56 pm *lifts his drink* Maybe take a trip to the bar. Assuage your suffering. I recommend the bartender. Windchill 9:56 pm I know you do. I think I'll pass this time, I'd rather keep my optics inside my head. Whirl 9:57 pm You don't HAVE to order a guagebuster, y'know. But, well. I guess you said it's best if you don't have high-grade, right? Windchill 9:58 pm Yeaaaaah. For now, at least. Whirl 9:58 pm *tips him a toas* I'll drink for you. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:59 pm *Can attempt to get comfortable with seat companion? He'll offer to share one of the feelers he's currently using as a leg prop in return.* Windchill 9:59 pm *Nods* Sounds good. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:59 pm *Quiet buzz* [][][]The most me and Veronica made was 350.[][][] FakeProwl 10:00 pm *where's that feeler going? not that prowl's going to protest* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:00 pm *Curled into a tall n beneath the ankles.* Windchill 10:01 pm *Cackles* Whirl 10:02 pm All right, so far I count... one decent song. Windchill 10:02 pm This might be why I never learned to dance. Whirl 10:02 pm *looks at the mecha gathered at his table* What's y'all's consensus? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:02 pm \\...OKAY, BUT. LIKE. SHE DID THE WHOLE THING ALONE.\\ Whirl 10:03 pm The dancing hasn't been all that bad. Windchill 10:03 pm *Shrugs.* FakeProwl 10:03 pm *leans on Soundwave* Ratchet 10:03 pm [[ sigh okay i cannot stay up any later, it's time for me to slep ]] ItsyBitsySpyers 10:03 pm //I dunno. Ain't none of 'em been bad, jus' full of lyin'.// Whirl 10:03 pm ((gnight!)) FakeProwl 10:03 pm ((gnight~)) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:04 pm ((aww... gnight!)) Windchill 10:04 pm (( Goodnight! )) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:04 pm *Good. Will slide arm behind waist and lean back.* Whirl 10:04 pm Let me guess... More jilted lovers? Windchill 10:04 pm I think the theme of the story is more interesting than the rest of it so far... Whirl 10:05 pm Wow. *flat* What a surprise. I didn't see this coming. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:05 pm *Rumble cackles.* Windchill 10:05 pm Man, Whirl, you should have made bets. Whirl 10:05 pm Nobody's take me up on them, I'd bet. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:05 pm \\BETCHA SMOKESCREEN WOULD.\\ Whirl 10:05 pm Okay, I like her, though. Windchill 10:06 pm *snorts* Windchill 10:07 pm This is pathetic. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:08 pm *Zori doesn't understand this movie. Why is every single person in it a liar?* *Are all humans like this?* Whirl 10:08 pm *most living beings, Zori* *at least in Whirl's worldview* Whirl 10:10 pm Who wrote a song about our janitor? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:10 pm //Pfft. He that bad?// Whirl 10:11 pm Forgettable, but at least he's not annoying. Crosscut's main squeeze. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:11 pm //Hoist, Hoist... oh yeah! From the ballgame.// Whirl 10:11 pm *nods* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:11 pm \\...I DON'T GET IT.\\ Windchill 10:12 pm Aw man, that's what they want. FakeProwl 10:12 pm *doesn't get it either* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:12 pm [[Is there something wrong with Septembers?]] Whirl 10:13 pm *shrugs* I've given up trying to make sense of the majority of this. FakeProwl 10:13 pm ... Is it mathematically improbable that he helped create the hypothetical baby? Whirl 10:13 pm Aside from the pervasive cynicism, it's obviously not rooted anywhere in reality. FakeProwl 10:13 pm Why does he care? He already knew that she was copulating with someone other than him. This is just a natural consequence of said copulation. Whirl 10:13 pm I mean, did you see those cells? Luxury suites. Windchill 10:14 pm I was gonna say. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:14 pm //Yeah, they're way bigger'n anythin' we ever got.// Whirl 10:14 pm They're furnished! ItsyBitsySpyers 10:14 pm [[Perhaps he wanted a newbu... a baby? Of his own?]] FakeProwl 10:15 pm Can't he just use hers? The father is dead. I mean. The baby's not real, but. If it was. Whirl 10:15 pm I'd guess he'd want nothing to do with a baby that was created while she was jilting him. FakeProwl 10:15 pm That's hardly the baby's fault. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:15 pm #......DDDDDDD: #but she is not guilty! #the song said Whirl 10:16 pm The one innocent one. Pfft. Windchill 10:16 pm Naturally. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:16 pm #no #that is bad #why? Whirl 10:17 pm *looks to Zori, and does make a slight effort to speak in a somewhat gentle tone of voice* Way of the world, Professor. FakeProwl 10:17 pm *where is Zori? with Whirl?* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:17 pm *Where Ratchet was.* FakeProwl 10:17 pm *where was Ratchet? Prowl kinda zeroed in on the couch* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:17 pm #this is a bad movie #I do not like it *Ratchet was by himself.* Whirl 10:18 pm ((i do not know, but he would've been welcome at The Table)) You'n me both. Still waiting to be impressed. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:19 pm *Zori tucks his legs up against himself and curls his tail over. The poor human.* Windchill 10:19 pm Well, that's true but I don't want to hear a song about it. FakeProwl 10:19 pm *well, then. will maybe briefly relocate to Zori's seat* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:19 pm *Soundwave watches this curiously.* Whirl 10:19 pm *also glances over* FakeProwl 10:21 pm *very softly* Judges and juries don't know who's innocent and who's guilty. They weren't there when the crime was committed. They don't know who's telling the truth and who isn't. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:22 pm *Muffled.* #but they said she did #why? Whirl 10:23 pm Ugh. FakeProwl 10:23 pm It's the job of witnesses, forensic investigators, and police to find out the facts that determine the truth, and then lawyers to share those facts. Sometimes, they do their jobs poorly. Windchill 10:23 pm I don't have a gag reflex, but I wish I did. Whirl 10:24 pm ((whirl's existing in a constant state of being unimpressed but this entire trial scene has been so well done)) Windchill 10:24 pm (( Ye. )) FakeProwl 10:24 pm And when they do their jobs poorly, the judge and jury can't learn the truth. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:24 pm #they should be in trouble #all of them ItsyBitsySpyers 10:26 pm #the human is dead #they killed her #so #they should go to jail too #yes *Quiet pinch-snip.* Windchill 10:26 pm *Snorts.* FakeProwl 10:26 pm Some of them, perhaps, should. Some of them may have done a bad job on purpose. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:27 pm *Louder, angrier pinch-snips. ON PURPOSE.* FakeProwl 10:27 pm But some of them were just... mediocre. They don't deserve to die just for not doing well enough. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:28 pm #what DO they get? Whirl 10:29 pm *this is, at last, getting interesting* Windchill 10:30 pm Who even keeps diaries? FakeProwl 10:31 pm For doing the best they could but not necessarily doing well enough? They don't necessarily deserve anything. They didn't do anything wrong by doing the best they possibly could, even if that wasn't good enough. Windchill 10:32 pm *Leans forward. This IS starting to get good.* FakeProwl 10:32 pm It's a tragedy. Yes, it's a tragedy. But it wasn't necessarily the fault of the people who worked on the case. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:33 pm *Soundwave vents. That was fascinating.* FakeProwl 10:33 pm It simply means that the investigators, the police, the lawyers always need to do the best that they possibly can to prevent such tragedies—and to always determine the truth. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:33 pm *Zori just mumbles, clicks, and beeps to himself. He doesn't know if he likes that. It's not fair. Things should be FAIR.* FakeProwl 10:35 pm *they SHOULD be fair, yes.* FakeProwl 10:36 pm ... In cases like this, trials like this—they SHOULD be punished. Lawyers—or anyone else—who lie and manipulate the evidence... they deserve punishment. But, sometimes... the investigators just... weren't good enough. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:39 pm *Zori slowly turns around and lifts himself up on his front claws to stare at Prowl for a second. He then slips off the seat with a mournful whistle and goes to curl up by Soundwave's legs.* *Closest he can get to docking for comfort. Soundwave rests a hand on his back and nods to Prowl.* FakeProwl 10:40 pm *well. he doesn't think he helped zori feel any better. but he gave him a damn better perspective than he would have got listening to whatever whirl might have said on the subject.* Whirl 10:40 pm *kudos to Prowl, that was probably something Zori needed to hear, and he said it a hell of a lot better than Whirl could* ((PFF)) ((soundwave might have just gotten mental whiplash)) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:40 pm ((LITTLE BIT)) Whirl 10:41 pm *he doesn't know enough of the language to actually offer comfort, so he settles for craning his neck and making the beep for "praise/compliment"* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:41 pm @Prowl: (txt): Soundwave: grateful. This one... young. Own stories known. Comprehension: difficult. *Zori is quiet for a second before returning it.* FakeProwl 10:42 pm @Soundwave «Zori won't be grateful if I come back to sit over there, will he.» Whirl 10:42 pm *bob his head; that's about the best he can do* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:44 pm *Soundwave looks down to have a silent conversation, then glances back over.* (txt): Presence not unwelcome. Prowl not mistaken human police. //...So's this another of them imaginin' things or'd they really get famous?// *Rumble scratches his helm.* FakeProwl 10:45 pm @Soundwave «No, but I AM the one who broke the bad news.» *that said, though, he relocates back to Soundwave's side.* Whirl 10:45 pm That was dumb. Good dancing, though. Not sure, Rumble, but frankly, I don't care enough to think about it. Windchill 10:45 pm *Nods.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:46 pm //Pff.// FakeProwl 10:46 pm I think all the dance sequences were supposed to be imaginary. So, that one probably was too. Windchill 10:46 pm I hope so. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:50 pm @Prowl: (txt): Explanation, bad news: inevitable. Similar profession: best source. Cannot deny now. Comprehension in time. Windchill 10:51 pm *He's kind of just disgusted, which he assumes was the intent.* Whirl 10:51 pm *the movie was doomed from the start, the entire concept chafed at Whirl, and he was likely to be biased no matter what* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:52 pm *Soundwave resettles himself, but lets his pedes down so he can use the feeler to continue petting Zori's back.* [[He dislikes the Roxie human. Her conjunx was devoted. A fool. But loyal.]] FakeProwl 10:52 pm @Soundwave «Was he denying something?» I dislike all of them except the invisible human. But I'm fairly certain that was the objective of the movie. So. It was successful. Whirl 10:53 pm I'm disappointed we never saw more of the other lady. The unrepentant one. She was fun. Windchill 10:53 pm The one with all of the kicking? Whirl 10:54 pm Yep. Windchill 10:54 pm ...Yeah. It helps that she didn't break into inane songs. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:55 pm \\I LIKED HER. I BET SHE KICKED THE JUDGE.\\ Whirl 10:55 pm Heh! Yep! Windchill 10:55 pm I like musicals, but I have standards. Whirl 10:57 pm She didn't put on any pretenses. She was honest about it. I can respect that. *tips his glass to the memory of her* I'd rather go down in flames than roll over for someone else and simper for other peoples' sympathy. Windchill 10:57 pm Of course. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:57 pm @Prowl: (txt): Zori: ...idealist, optimist, faithful. Own stories told, in past. Belief: difficult. Concept [][][]unfair[][][]. Easier-harder, when other side agreement provided. Windchill 10:57 pm One could not murder people in the first place. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:58 pm @Prowl: (txt): Then, truth: inescapable. Windchill 10:58 pm Not that I can talk, but. Whirl 10:58 pm I mean, in a perfect world. Probably. ...maybe. It's at least marginally likely. Windchill 10:58 pm What is? Whirl 10:58 pm Not having to murder people. Windchill 10:59 pm *Blinks.* Most humans go their entire lives without killing anyone. Not other humans, anyway. FakeProwl 10:59 pm @Soundwave «... Idealists are good. Zori needs to come to understand that sometimes life is unfair—but he should never ACCEPT that life is unfair. People who accept that life is unfair will never do anything to improve life.» Whirl 11:00 pm I wouldn't know. I don't keep up with the little guys. ((CRO....)) ((EXCELLENT)) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:01 pm ((WHAT? I'M NOT EVEN DOING ANYTHING THIS TIME I'M JUST GRABBING STUFF)) Windchill 11:01 pm (( SURE, SURE. )) Whirl 11:01 pm ((I WAS PLEASED WITH THE ABBA)) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:01 pm ((oh okay XD)) Windchill 11:01 pm Consider yourself lucky. They make a lot of PBBBBBBBBBBBT sounds. Whirl 11:02 pm ((this is one of the like...... three songs i'd hoped it'd be I TYPED "DONGS" TWICE)) Windchill 11:02 pm (( Good job. )) Whirl 11:02 pm The only one I sort-of know is Hiro. Never made a sound like that, if I remember right. Has killed someone, though. So, clearly, you've got it all backwards. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:02 pm [[Then humans are fortunate. When he was created - and to some extent, now - most of our kind were forced to kill before we emerged.]] Windchill 11:03 pm You're basing this on your encounters with a single human? Whirl 11:04 pm Of course. *finishes the last of his drink in one long go* Windchill 11:04 pm *Gives Whirl the stinkeye. Here, take it.* Okay. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:04 pm @Prowl: (txt): That lesson: slow, painful. However, end result wanted. Then, Zori: safer without carrier. Whirl 11:05 pm *looks to him sidelong; he is JOKING, of course. Not about the killing, but about the theory* *quite suddenly perks up and looks at the screen* *and he will quietly tap his claw to the beat* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:06 pm *Musical reaction recorded and noted for later.* Windchill 11:06 pm *Shakes his head.* FakeProwl 11:07 pm @Soundwave «... Try not to let him pick up too much of his worldview from Whirl. Whirl thinks that anyone who doesn't see the world as fundamentally cruel and all authority figures as inherently evil is unforgivably stupid.» ItsyBitsySpyers 11:09 pm @Prowl: (txt): [][][]Anyone[][][] doubted. Zori liked, protected. Other lessons taught. FakeProwl 11:10 pm @Soundwave «So he's consider Zori FORGIVABLY stupid. He'd still see faith that people are capable of fairness as a notion of which he desperately needs to be disabused.» Whirl 11:11 pm *meanwhile, unaware of the Absolutely Right and True things Prowl is saying, Whirl grapples with his desire to sing this damn song* FakeProwl 11:11 pm @Soundwave «By all means, Zori needs to learn that fairness isn't guaranteed. But Whirl would want to teach him that fairness is impossible.» Whirl 11:11 pm *he loses, but he doesn't belt it out* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:11 pm *Record record* Windchill 11:12 pm *Time for yet more stinkeye.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:12 pm (txt): Then Prowl balance: welcome. Advice noted. Greater future caution exercised. Whirl 11:13 pm *as SOON as he notices the stinkeye he looks right back, and when the vocals kick back in, he sings louder* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:13 pm *He's still going to let Zori hang around Whirl some, but he'll pull his deployer away if he dislikes where lessons go.* *SOMEONE in his group has to come out of their early years not a complete and total mess. It might as well be Zori.* Windchill 11:14 pm *Good job, Whirl, you did exactly what he wanted.* Whirl 11:14 pm Good song. Windchill 11:14 pm *SING FOR MEEEE.* Whirl 11:14 pm *THE TABLES HAVE BEEN TURNED* ((oh god now all i can think of is that elephant shrew video)) Windchill 11:15 pm (( You're scaring me again IDK what that is. )) *He's pretending that he doesn't know this one.* Whirl 11:16 pm *is familiar enough with it, but does not sing it* Whirl 11:20 pm *streetches* All right. See you losers later. *rater than bobbing his head for everyone, Whirl will give his table an elegant and exaggerated bow* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:20 pm *He'll get two salutes from the twins and a nod from Soundwave. Two taps on the back later, Zori adds his own goodbye.* Whirl 11:21 pm *beeps goodbye back at him* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:21 pm //Don't run into no hippocopters.// Whirl 11:21 pm That shouldn't be too hard, seein' as I've never seen one. ...or know what that is. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:21 pm *Frenzy just... grins.* //If ya say so! Night.// Whirl 11:22 pm *squints at the twins suspiciously... but he will let it slide* See y'all. Windchill 11:23 pm Goodnight, loser. Whirl 11:23 pm *and he trots off* ((OH SHIT I CAN'T KEAVE NOW)) ((THIS IS MY FAVEOTIE SONG)) ((i've only ever had one ringtone in my whole life, and this song is it)) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:24 pm ((:D)) Windchill 11:24 pm (( Omg. )) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:25 pm *Soundwave had thought he'd successfully taken the edge off his energy earlier when he danced before everyone came. Apparently not.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:26 pm *The free feeler and the fingers resting against Prowl are twitching juuuuust a little. Like you do.* //So you ever been anythin' else or it always feetrestin'?// Windchill 11:27 pm *Stretches. He's heard this one, but he prefers the following decade.* FakeProwl 11:27 pm *takes hand* *and taps his fingertips to the music against the back of Soundwave's hand* Windchill 11:28 pm (( What who is that question for. )) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:28 pm *??? PLEASANT SURPRISE?* FakeProwl 11:28 pm *... well. inasmuch as it has a back. taps SOMETHING there.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:28 pm ((that was for windchill)) Windchill 11:29 pm (( OKAY I was over here fighting the cat for dinner and being oblivious. )) I don't understand. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:30 pm *Well then. A strange little hand-dance it shall continue to be.* //Y'know. Yer always lettin' Whirl stick his pedes on ya. Ever thought about bein' an armrest or an end table or somethin'? Shake it up, 'n all.// //Or jus' give him one of them lil cushions he can stick his legs on instead.// Windchill 11:32 pm *Blinks.* Not really. I guess he's sat on me enough times for me to qualify as a couch too, part time. Either way, I'm not giving him some cushion. Then he wouldn't put his feet on ME. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:33 pm //Pffff. You 'n Astrotrain oughta talk. Boss made him be a table once. Probably give ya tips on expandin' your rapper-tour or somethin'.// Windchill 11:34 pm I was a table already! ...albeit briefly. My joints were acting up. *He doesn't know an Astrotrain, so no comment there.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:36 pm //So was his. You sure you ain't him in disguise?// Windchill 11:36 pm I dunno, does he make fart noises? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:37 pm //Probably.// Windchill 11:37 pm That's not conclusive evidence. *He's NOT singing along to this one. Whirl isn't here.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:38 pm //Yeah, well, I ain't never gonna be a judge.// *Rumble pushes Frenzy to one side with his foot. Scoot over, mech, you're taking all his sprawl space.* Windchill 11:39 pm Clearly. Doesn't really matter, it's not like I PLAN on what kind of furniture I'm going to be. Windchill 11:41 pm In all honesty, I think Whirl only started putting his feet on me to try to get on my nerves. Of course, *and here he starts to look unjustly smug about it* that's not how that works. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:42 pm //Course it ain't. Ya still let him do it.// FakeProwl 11:43 pm *... pings over a link to a song.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:43 pm *Examines link?* Windchill 11:44 pm *Shrugs.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:44 pm *Will put this one on after his... humorous choice.* //Some day you gotta do it back.// Windchill 11:45 pm What, put my feet on him? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:45 pm //Yeah. Turn the, uh. Tables that you ain't.// FakeProwl 11:45 pm *why would windchill do that? clearly they both enjoy their current dynamic.* Windchill 11:45 pm I already did that. FakeProwl 11:45 pm *there's nothing wrong with being the footrest if that's what you're into* Windchill 11:46 pm *Prowl NO* FakeProwl 11:46 pm *PROWL ISN'T JUDGING YOU TWO* Windchill 11:46 pm Nah, if I want to get any reaction I have to put, like, my mouth on him. FakeProwl 11:46 pm *he's a little leery about the fact that you do it in PUBLIC around people who haven't consented to being involved in your scene—but you two keep it vanilla enough, it's fine.* Windchill 11:47 pm Or my butt, but I haven't tried that one. *There's nothing to consent to if you don't assume it's a kink you perv.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:47 pm *Time to see what this other one is. Stops drumming his fingertips long enough to settle in and listen most attentively.* FakeProwl 11:48 pm *gonna. just. be very cool and casual and still.* Windchill 11:49 pm *Squints. What is this.* FakeProwl 11:49 pm *is it too much? it's probably too much. it's definitely too much.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:50 pm *Rumble was gonna tease Windchill about where he puts his mouth being his own business, but he's temporarily detoured to whisper to Frenzy, who's smothering a laugh by biting his own thumb.* Windchill 11:51 pm *Has he made it even worse? Good.* FakeProwl 11:51 pm *ARE THEY LAUGHING AT HIM they're definitely laughing at him. maintain that poker face prowl.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:52 pm *Soundwave takes a moment longer to consider the music.* Windchill 11:52 pm *Ears perk up. He knows this one better.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:54 pm *And, company be damned, decides that what he wishes to do is nuzzle the bajeezus out of Prowl's shoulder.* FakeProwl 11:54 pm *... was this song deliberately chosen because this is one that prowl considered but discarded for being too sappy* *!!!!!!!! success* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:56 pm *Frenzy looks like he's about to explode. Rumble punches him in the side to knock his air out so he can't laugh out loud and get them both in trouble.* //Well, all I'm sayin' is, variety's the additive of life. Anyhow, I'm goin' upstairs. My bro ain't feelin' so hot.// *Frenzy confirms this with a loud wheeze* *They make a desperate run for it* Windchill 11:56 pm Don't tell me how to live my life— FakeProwl 11:56 pm *gonna. nuzzle back.* Windchill 11:57 pm *they're gone.* *Shakes his head.* FakeProwl 11:58 pm *... considers sending another. is he willing to escalate the sappiness?* *... no. nope. not that brave. doesn't want to risk messing up on his one success.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:58 pm *This earns a low and quiet hum. Windchill is probably going to want to flee if he doesn't want to drown in a bath of purple light.* Yesterday Windchill 11:59 pm *He's gonna stick out this one song, sorry. He really doesn't care, but he does have to go home eventually.* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:00 am *Fair. Soundwave can hardly fault someone for liking music.* Windchill 12:02 am *Stretches.* I'm out. You guys have fun. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:03 am [[Farewell.]] FakeProwl 12:04 am *vague sound* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:04 am ((i'm all in a mood for mushy songs now lmfao)) Windchill 12:05 am Goodnight, suckers. *Gets up, and shuffles for the door just in time for the music to change.* *Shuffles slower, just to be annoying, but makes it to the exit eventually.* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:05 am *Rumble snickers from partway up the stairs, having peeked down, but realizes he'll be caught and darts back up* FakeProwl 12:07 am *everyone in this building already knows about their relationship, Prowl's concerns about being watched are pretty low right now* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:07 am @Prowl: (txt): Soundwave, curious: Harmonex ritual attempted, recent offering matched, other? FakeProwl 12:08 am ... That's a Harmonex ritual? The, uh, second one. ......... I didn't accidentally do something inappropriate by Harmonexian standards, did I? ItsyBitsySpyers 12:09 am *Places hand on leg, gently shakes his helm no* FakeProwl 12:10 am Good. ((.... the clip to this video is fcukin transformers fff)) ItsyBitsySpyers 12:10 am ((i'm laughing)) ItsyBitsySpyers 12:13 am (txt): Negative, negative. Wrong not done - similar; incomplete. Own Petrex, ritualization: heavy. Initial thought: That, shared, idea source. Curiosity only. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:14 am (txt): Returned demonstration enjoyed. Alarm cause: none. FakeProwl 12:14 am I'm afraid I'm woefully ignorant about Petrexian courting strategies. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:16 am *Another hum, longer this time.* (txt): Unimportant. All experienced: superior. FakeProwl 12:20 am Hmm. Good. FakeProwl 12:21 am ((............ why this)) ((REALLY FITS THE MOOD)) ItsyBitsySpyers 12:22 am ((I just needed to shake myself out of the Romance Song section before I ran through all of them lmfao)) ((unless you are okay with that but i was not sure)) FakeProwl 12:23 am ((tbh i should be leaving soon)) ItsyBitsySpyers 12:23 am ((then a musical shakeout it has been)) ItsyBitsySpyers 12:26 am (txt): Work return necessary soon. Prowl rest needed. Flight past apartment expected... *Delivers a time.* After departure ping. If Constructicon call avoidance wanted. *Or another quick sighting before he disappeared into the land of camera assembly again. Whichever.* FakeProwl 12:27 am I'll make sure Mixmaster is distracted at that time. *and Prowl will definitely be on the balcony* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:30 am *Nods, gives Prowl's side another nudge with his helm, and sits up.* (txt): Noted. *He'll be sure to skim by in air-rustling distance.* FakeProwl 12:30 am *leans over to nudge back* Evening. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:31 am *Lil glow.* (txt): Goodnight. FakeProwl 12:32 am *disappears* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:33 am *Soundwave picks up Zori, who fell asleep, and carries him upstairs to deposit him in his room with Chimera. He'll talk more to his deployer about tonight's movie when Zori's awake and comes by the other Cybertron.* *And then he's gone.*