#you telling her anything or like persuading her in any form she's just like HMMMM you look like you're looking for something...
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#dragon's dogma 2#dd2#wilhelmina#ummmm i just realized i haven't finished a drawing this whole month#don't know where my motivation has gone and i wasn't feeling this other drawing that i am almost done with#soooo wanted to draw something rough i could at least finish today 🤓#ALSO thinking about how she literally shows you the false sovran's secret without like#you telling her anything or like persuading her in any form she's just like HMMMM you look like you're looking for something...#could it be...the kingdom's biggest lie which i will show you now no questions asked??? this game is insane lol
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RAMON—H.W
Summary-You and Harry are having a very sentimental talk that eventually leads to more, but Cisco has to ruin it-Takes place during S4
Btw-Sorry if this sucks, its my first ever Harrison Wells fan fiction
(This is also on my Wattpad)
Warnings-Some cursing, partial smut
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Word Count: 2,183
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Y/N's POV
Harry's been working in his workshop for way too long now. It's really starting to bother me, he's not even spending anytime with me ever since Devoe has gotten into our lives. So I decided to talk to Cisco for this.
I walk into his workshop "Cisco!" "Yeah hold up, I'll be right there!" He yelled back. After a few minutes he finally met up with me "Yeah what's happening" "Harry's not spending time with me, but he's always working in his workshop. It's bullshit!" I said. "Y/N I know that Harry can be an asshole, but he has to solve who this Devoe guy is" Cisco says. "It's like he has time to fuck his work and has no time to fuck me" I say in a strong voice. "Well I didn't need to know that, and I'm gonna pretend I never heard that" "Well the more you know" Cisco and I chuckle.
"Tell me how you feel, but without any sexual tensions. Cause I don't want to be ruined again, I've already seen his 'lower regions." Cisco says as he's staring off in the distance with disgust on his face. "When did you ever see his d— oh wait, never mind" I say as I remember the Council of Wells.
"Okay carry on with your rant about Harry not spending time with you" "Harry's always in his workshop, day and night, so even at night I can't be with him so I'm always in bed alone and I'm not used to that. When I try and help him he always saves me off like he's entranced to his work and can't have and bothers." "Mmhmm" "Every Time he's on break he doesn't even bother to say 'hi' or 'hello' to me, and that's what truly bothers me. He never gets any time to spend with me." I say as tears start to form in my eyes. "No don't cry. He will always be like that, he's a stubborn man who will not stop working at any case just to figure out the solution to a problem. If I can do anything to help you I can try and talk to him" Cisco says. "That would be great if he would listen to you" "Ohhhh, believe me he will" Cisco says with a smirk as I chuckle. "Thank you so much Cisco. What can I do to repay you?" "You can tell Harry to stop being a dick to me?" "Ohhh, believe me, it's gonna be hard to persuade him" I say and we both laugh. "So when are you going to talk to him?" "I'm gonna march into his workshop right now and tell him" "Okay, but just be careful he might lash at you" "Don't worry once I bring up your name he'll shut up" "Hahaha, okay, what ever you say. Thank you again Cisco" "Don't worry, I would do anything for my sister from another mother" He says as we hug.
Cisco's POV
As I walk into Harry's workshop I smell a bunch of coffee and a little bit of alcohol in here. "Harry!!! Come out, come out wherever you are!" "Jesus Ramon, warn me when you barge into my workshop!" Harry yells as he throws his coffee on the floor. "Hey, what the hell Harry! Your cleaning up your mess after you do what I tell you to do" "And why would I listen to you Ramon?" "Because it's about Y/N" As I brought up Y/N's name Harry became instantly worried. "Why? Did something happen to her? Is she hurt? What did you do?!" "She's hurt emotionally, and not because of me, it's because of you."
Harry got up and started marching towards me and I almost pissed myself when I saw his face. He looked totally pissed "Harry I swear I didn't do anything. She's hurt because of y—." I was cut off my Harry choking me against the wall. "Don't you dare blame anything on me, I'll only believe it if it's coming from my Y/N!"
"Harry stop choking Cisco cause he's telling the truth" Y/N's voice came out of no where, but thank god.
Harry finally let go of me "Ramon get out"
"What wh-." "Just get out so we can talk"
"Cisco, listen to him" with that I walk out, but before I left I whispered to Y/N "Just know that he does love you and he will do anything for you" Y/N nodded and then hugged me. After the hugging was done I left, and as I was leaving I could feel Harry's deadly eyes on me.
Your POV
"Oh no, no honey I'm just working too hard on finding who this Devoe bitch is" Harry said. "I know that, but you always ignore me when I try and get near" "I do that so I can get things done quicker and spend time with you when I'm done" Harry said, and at this point I was crying. " I just want to spend time with you" "I know but I have to work so we can find our DeVoe" Harry says. "Harry is DeVoe your husband or something?" "No, bu-" "No buts Harry! I feel like we're drifting apart and I can' take it anymore!" "Love I-" "Harry let me speak!" With that he instantly shut up. "Harry all I want is you and I just want to spend time with my boyfriend during these rough times. I want to spend time with you since your always stressed and angry, and I just want to help you get less stressed and help the team not get affected by your rage fits. Your the best thing that has ever happened in my life and I want to help you in anyway, and I would do anything to help you." At this point I could see that Harry was sorry and filled with guilt. "Harry I know that all of this isn't your fau-" I was cut off by Harry walking up to me and giving me a warm embrace. "No, no love, it is my fault. I haven't been spending any time with you during these rough times. I should've been thinking more about you and how you were feeling instead of working." He kisses my temple. "I'm so sorry. Is there any way I can make it up to you?" I look up at him and wrap my arms around his neck. "I think there might be one thing you could do to get my forgiveness."
As I say this he smirks at me and starts backing me up into the wall. "Oh love, you know just how to work me up" Every time he spoke he kissed me, and every time he got lower. "I'm" kiss on my lips, "going" kiss on my cheek, "to" kiss on my temple, "show you" kiss on my neck, "how much" kiss on my collarbone, "I love you" and when he kissed my sweet spot I couldn't hold my sounds back. He trailed right back up to my lips and we started to kiss aggressively to see who would win dominance, but we both knew that he would win. "Jump" Harry said in a lust filled voice, and goddamnit he knows how much I love it when he uses that voice. I jump and wrap my legs around his waist and he leads us to his desk in the room. He sweeps off all of his work on his desk like it was all useless and not important. "Harry, your work!" "I don't give one fuck about the work right now cause all I'm focused on right now is you and you only." As he says this he places me on the desk like I'm the most fragile and important thing in the world for him. "I'm gonna make you feel like a fucking queen right now." With this statement he whips my shirt right off of me and almost starts to take off my pants, but I stop him. "Harry stop" He looks at me like a deer in headlights "Why, what happened, what did I do?" He asks me in his nice, nervous, and cute voice that I also love. "It's what you didn't do" I say as I smirk. "What did I not do?" At this, I tugged on his iconic black sweater, and then he finally got the idea. "Ohhh, I see. Well your wish is my command Miss L/N" With this he strips off his sweater and undershirt, and he reveals his god like body. "You like what you see?" He says with an eyebrow raised, since he saw me gawking at his body. "You know I like what I see" I say as he snaps me out of my entrancement. "Good cause I like, wait no, I love what I see." After staring at each other in awe, Harry and I start moving closer to each other's lips, and then I make the move to attack his lips with mine. He then starts to fight back by gaining back his dominance.
I guess we were so lost in each other's embrace and make out session that we didn't hear the footsteps leading to the lab. "Hey Y/N, Harry how are you guys? I hope you guys aren't still mad at each other since I couldn't hear any— OMG MY EYES!" That's all we heard from Cisco. "Oh goddamnit-Ramon what did I tell you about barging into my room without warning me first!"Harry yells as he tries to cover me up from Cisco's view. "I'm sorry I thought you guys were fighting and I wanted to check up on you two so you wouldn't kill each other!" Cisco yells back. "I didn't think that you guys were gonna end up having make up sex!" "Well, you don't know us that well then" I say, and Harry chuckles. Cisco rolls his eyes at us both, "Y/N I expected more out of you and Harry I-" Cisco stops for a little bit. "Harry I just don't know what to expect from you now, and Harry you have your own ROOM and BED to do the nasty in..." "Ramon" Harry tries to cut him off. "....you don't have to fuck on a desk..." "Ramon" "...just to let you know its a lot more comfier to have sex in a bed..." "Ramon!" "What!" Cisco finally stops rambling. "Get out." Harry says in the calmest way possible. "Ok fine, but can you guys not do it in the lab, people walk in here and sometimes work in here" "Cisco, let me tell you something." "Yes?" "We're doing it in the lab cause there's more fun involved" I say to Cisco as I wink at Harry, and I could tell that Harry really wanted Cisco out of the room now. "Y'all are disgusting, why would you tell me thi-" "Ramon. Get. Out." "Well I can see that someone's anx-" "RAMON! OUT!" "Ok, ok. Calm down I'm going, and by the way, you guys better clean up after-" "Cisco get out" I say. "Ohhhh, I see Harry isn't the only horny on-" "Get Out!" Harry and I say in sync. With that Cisco literally fled the room, and yelled down the hall "Y'all better use protection!" Me and Harry chuckle. Harry walked to the door and locked it completely, and then he walked right back to me with lust blown eyes. "So where were we?" Harry said right as he got to me. "Hmmmm, let me think." I said with my hand resting upon my chin, looking like I was thinking. "If I remember you were about to take me on your desk. Am I right?" "That's just what I was thinking" Harry said as he started to kiss me.
With that, all I can say is that we stayed in the lab all day, and we never left that room until the morning.
The End
Welp, here's the first chapter of this Tom Cavanagh/Harrison Wells' x reader fanfic book. It's not that good, but its the best I could do. It would mean a lot to me if u could give me some feedback on this and maybe give me some advice for my future chapters. Btw requests are open for now. Hope u guys enjoyed this chapter, and hope u guys have a great night/day!
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Hidden Blade Chap 4
(I know it’s not good. Like I wanted to do a few things but I’m working on group projects, papers, a temino, For God's Sake, trying to bring a certain Fic back to life. As you can tell I’m on the struggle bus at the moment. I promise the next chapter will be better because it’s the big heist! JUST KEEP THE FAITH MY FRIENDS KEEP THE FAITH!!!)
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For starters I did take Anya to a big cat sanctuary which since I brought her back, I might have persuaded them to let me come visit her every once in a while for some play time. They’re keeping her name which makes me even more happy and hopefully she’ll be absolutely okay there.
But today we’re heading for Hong Kong! I’ve yet to make it over to China or that far east so I’m a little excited. Plus I’ve been working on a little something that should help four and I when we’re being monkeys across the tower. If I can get it done about the time we make it to Hong Kong. If not I get to be my own guinea pig for the experiment.
I swung my bag over my shoulder along with my small duffle bag that had all my equipment for this long flight. The other bag is clothing, personal weapons, and some snacks for the flight. Four and I stocked up on some snacks from seven eleven when we left the hotel so we’re set on chips, a bag of sunflower seeds, and a bunch of Palmer Iced Tea and Lemonade cans.
“Aye. You got my cheez-its?” Four asked as I stepped out of the trailer then reaching over on the desk to grab the box.
“Yes! It’s about a 13 hour flight and I know they don’t have anything like this.” He told me as I scratched the top of Wallys head for a few seconds till he laid down in the doorway.
“You’ve been to Hong Kong?” I asked him as we began walking towards the parked jet.
“Oh yeah. You know their food is already good. Except the cat, I find it way too thin.” I nodded as we joined the rest of the group. One was ahead of everyone as seven was yelling out to him or something.
“Hey one! You ever plan on calling me six?” Seven yelled as everyone just kind of chuckled.
“No!” He yelled back as seven shrugged.
“Okay.” We continued to walk as Seven kept looking around at us expecting like us to do something. Like I know I’m new to the fucked up A-Team, but I get the feeling that we just don’t speak about identities or anything dealing with One's depressing boo hoo past.
“Hey look I know we don’t get to ask..?” Why the hell is he so damn nosy?
“Then don’t.” Three told him but I could tell he still wanted to pester about one.
“But uh...who is one?” He’s so damn nosy! Like oh my god he just won’t stop pushing buttons for answers.
“A rich guy who snapped. That’s all I got.” Five told him as I slightly nodded. The man has a fucking Chopard. Y’all have any idea how expensive their stuff is cause I sure don’t! Just imagine having that option to buy whatever the hell you want because you did something with magnets or something sciency.
“Yeah but how did you meet him?” Seven knows how I met him so I’m assuming he’s waiting for the rest of them.
“We didn’t. He met us. In really weird ways.” After hearing Fours story of how they met. I will say I am kind of curious on how everyone else met him. Sounds like mine and sevens we’re the only normal interactions.
“Oh yeah. Very very weird. Like basically perfect timing kind of weird.” When you kind of look at it, yes in very weird ways. Not as weird as what Four told me on how they met. Four began telling his story again as three began walking along side me.
“So being an assassin. Do you have any cool gadgets you keep on you? Like a pen that turns into some type of dart?” He asked as I raised my eyebrow at him.
“Do I look like James Bond or some sort of cheap spy?” We continued to walk as I showed him a piece of paper that had my project.
“Working on a mini zipline for short distance kind sort of thing. It would be wrapped around my right arm. Just something experimental.” He was ecstatic as he kept looking at it.
“So you’d turn into like batman.” Batman has money and Fox to build his things. I have online links and How to Do anything for dummies.
“If that makes sense to you then yes.” Four finished his story as Seven was chuckling.
“Ooh. I never thought I’d meet a family more screwed up than mine.” Seven shook his head along with three.
“Hey, no. Don’t say that. He hates the word “family”. I don’t know.” I’m really hoping that I win my money and some back on this bet.
“And if you’re ever left behind in a mission, he’s not coming back for you.” Hold the fuck up what? Wait what? I’m technically dead to the internet? What am I supposed to do if for some reason I get left behind? Eh. Do what I did before but not care as much if anything.
“What?” Seven was just having a field day with all this new information oh my god. Just gonna let this roll.
“We Deltas don’t operate like that. Things are gonna have to change I promise you that.” Okay. That’s what happens when you bring a military man into any form of combat I guess. Let’s all gather around the campfire and sing our Girl Scout songs while talking about our feelings. Genius seven!
One opened the plane door as seven caught up with them since apparently they’re flying the plane. Definitely going to say a quick prayer so that we don’t die! I climbed in after three to see there was a table for my work. I tossed my bags into the empty set next to me as I climbed over to the window seat. Four sat directly across from me as I put on my seatbelt.��
“Can you pass me a Palmer?” I pulled it out of the bag then slid it across the table.
“Thank you.” He opened it as the plane engine turned on. I think a few hours of crossword puzzle should hopefully kill sometime. I don’t feel like working on my project and watching some sort of movie would just make the ride longer. I reached into my bag for one of my books and pen to get started. Four raised his eyebrow as I looked up from my book.
“What?” I asked as he took a drink of his palmer.
“You have any extra ones by chance?” Is that even a question! Of course I have extra ones! I reached into my bag to slide one of my books across the table along with an extra pen.
Alright alright! I began skimming through then finding the one I was working on before. A four letter word for short smokes? Hmmmm. Cigs! C-I-G-S AHA! Alright so that covers the first letters for 54, 55, 56!
“Is that a crossword puzzle?” Two looked over me as I looked straight up to her.
“Would you like one?” I asked as she looked over to my bag as I reached for a spare pen and book. Then I grabbed one for three and five. Guess we’re all doing crossword puzzles for thirteen hours. I’m down.
About three hours into the flight and we’ve all been asking each other for help on our own puzzles. Four and I were sitting next to each other because he is stuck on a three letter work for Peace, to Putin. I’m still trying to figure out what on earth it even means. I wasn’t alive during Putin so I have absolutely no idea.
“What does that mean?” We had our online dictionaries out trying to skim through three letter words that started with the letter M.
“What’s the phrase?” Two’s head popped up again from behind the seat.
“Peace, to Putin.” Four told her as she thought for a moment.
“Mir.” She sat back down in her seat as it fit perfectly.
“Thanks Two!” We said at the same time as I went back to my puzzle.
“What the hell are you guys doing?” One’s head popped out of the cockpit as all five of us stared him down.
“Crossword puzzle. Want one?” I held up a puzzle and a pen up to him. He grabbed two books and two pens then back into the cockpit. Knew he couldn’t resist a great time of crossword puzzles.
I finished one and I’m about halfway done with this one. Next one. Blood letters? What’s a three letter word for Blood letters? I began tapping my pen on my forehead trying to figure out what on earth that means. Blood Letters?
“Blood letters.” I said it out loud as he looked over to see that it was only three letters.
“ABO.” ABO? OOOHHH! BLOOD TYPES! A! B! O! Oh my gosh I’m an idiot!
“Who knows geography well?” Three asked as we all turned our heads towards his seat.
“What is it?” Five asked as he read the question.
“Loch on the border of the Highlands?” I’ve only been to the UK once and I partied very hard in Southampton in all honesty.
“Four. You’re from England right?” Three asked as Four was trying to remember his geography.
“Is it Guillemot?” He asked as I shrugged my shoulders.
“LOMOND!” Four yelled as three wrote it down. We high fived each other
“Thanks Four.” Three thanked as I took a sip of my palmer. A very big yawn came out of me as I put my book down. Maybe a quick nap should hopefully make my brain starts working again. I tucked my head into the corner of the seat as I began to fall asleep.
“OW!” I snapped awake as Three was yelling from his seat. That was two minutes of a nap that I thought would last till we landed. I looked over my seat to see him patching up his finger. I slid back down into my seat trying to get comfy again with my head resting against the left of the head rest.
JUST LET ME SLEEP!
“Hey guys.” Seven’s voice appeared on the com.
“What’s an eight letter word for unlaces?” Seven asked as everyone stopped working on their puzzles.
“Unbuckle?” Five told him as he was silent for a minute.
“Thank you.” The com turned off as I shut the blind for the window then tried to fall asleep again.
*Fours P.O.V.*
Her head slid down and onto the edge of my shoulder as I finished one of the words. Her mouth was slightly opened as she was adjusting herself on my shoulder. A nap does sound nice I’ll admit. Not sure on what the rules are for napping with a teammate but I’m just gonna take the heat from it.
I rested my head on top of hers as the plane went silent because I’m assuming everyone else was beginning to take their naps. She wrapped her thin jacket around her a little tighter trying to get a little warmer. Guess it is a little chilly in here for us in here. I’d give her my coat but I don’t wanna wake her up. Body heat is a thing right?
The only sound being heard on the entire plane was the sound of the engine since everyone was dead asleep. Her hair smelled like fresh mint which was a little different then what I expected her hair to smell like. Not to mention her hair was actually really pretty, it’s like a red chestnut color and definitely smells nice like I said before.
“PST Four!” Five asked across the seat as I looked over.
“Yes?” She leaned over to point at her puzzle.
“Dr. Seuss’ yertle, for one.” She told me as I counted the six letter word. Never had Dr. Seuss growing up so I’ve got no idea. Two has basically been our dictionary throughout this entire thing.
“Ask Two. I’ve got no idea.” She nodded as she got up from her seat as I noticed Eight was leaning on the other side, with her head resting on the window. Oh well. Probably for the best anyhow.
I got up from her side of the table to slide back into mine as I took another sip of my palmer then made my jacket into a pillow. We’ve got about ten more hours to hopefully I can just sleep right through this.
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“Hey team were below the radar. So buckle up cause it’s about to get bumpy.” Seven announced as I began waking up a little bit. Five more minutes please!
“You know, I usually look at the stewardess to see if I should be scared.” Does he realize that a plane being brought down by turbulence is super rare?
“Flight attendant. You can look at me.” Two told him as I tried to get myself to fall back asleep. Did they hook up in Vegas?
“Oh darling, you could be on fire, and you would still have that same creepy, blank expression on your face. No offense.” Oh they so hooked up in Vegas, the sexual tension between them is so thick that a warm butter knife could cut it. Wait I’m trying to sleep! Ah screw it three’s gonna run his mouth till we land so what’s the point of trying to sleep.
My left eye opened just a tiny bit to see her still working on her zipline thingy and looked really cute. Like I mean really cute. She looked up for a second then her cheeks began blushing a little bit for her to start trying to get back to her work.
“Morning sleeping beauty.” She smiled as she looked up at me again. I noticed she had a box of cheez-its out and on her second can of Palmer. Didn’t realize I slept that long holy shit.
“Where are we?” I rubbed my eyes as I looked out the window.
“We’re about to land.” She told me as I the bumpy ride began happening. I was now fully awake as I put my jacket back into my bag as she began shoving everything back into one of hers.
“Did you finish it?” I asked her as she nodded with a mouthful of cheez-its.
“Should be ready for tonight hopefully. Or I fall to my death.” She swallowed as I grabbed the box for a couple of cheez-its.
We landed at the private airfield as we began getting off the plane. I was the last off the plane as everyone else was making sure they had all their things for tonight, since it’s technically 8 am here if I did the math right.
“Anyone else like super hungry?” Three asked as we finished double checking our bags.
“I heard there’s a really good noodle shop that’s a few blocks away.” Five told us as we loaded ourselves up with everything.
“Some noodles sound absolutely delicious.” Eight commented as we started walking towards the big moving truck that One had bought for us that would let us sneak in and out of Hong Kong.
Please don’t let tonight be an absolute shit show! I enjoy working with Eight because I get the feeling she won’t leave me behind. Just loves pushing me into situations, yet stay’s with me. It’s better than my old group of thieves were in Kiev.
Just let tonight go somewhat smoothly!
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April 2 Dancitron Movie Night - 101 Dalmations
Ravage spent the whole night pissed off that they were watching a movie about dogs. Prowl had to get reassurance from Soundwave that the dogs weren’t going to start singing.
After the movie, Prowl learned—for the first time in over two and a half years in the multiverse—about grayfaces. He’s still extremely skeptical. Sounds fake. But okay fine, he supposes that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. He’s just not sure why these aliens are, apparently, messing around with Cybertronians, for no reason but apparently entertainment.
Today ItsyBitsySpyers 7:47 pm *Soundwave's at one of the game tables, finishing up a game of Hax against the AI. He'll get seated properly when there's more people.* Specs 7:49 pm *the dragon comes in, lugging along a cartful of treats. they're the more finicky delicacies tonight- mercury stars, mercury and silver drops, energon gummis, and similar. they go up on the snack table with everything else, and the dragon goes up on the back of an unoccupied couch and loafs like she belongs there. Soundwave gets a nod of acknowledgement, but the dragon doesn't speak- he seems occupied.* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:49 pm ((NO mention of terrorcon or Unicron tonight. This is fuzzytimed to after that's taken care of because I don't know how that's gonna go.)) Smokescreen 7:49 pm ((AAAAAAA that's fair! Smokescreen 7:51 pm /He's sitting down, pretty far from Soundwave! He's got a particular book out again... He's not even hiding the cover, he figures Soundwave won't pick up on it./ Prowl 7:53 pm *arrives via the front door like y'do* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:53 pm *Soundwave can smell the mercury and silver drops from where he is. A feeler slowly stretches out from where he is at the table to snatch a gripful and put them in a small cube for later.* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:54 pm *And he can see the cover by way of the many, many pieces of spying equipment littering the building. He's just not in the mood to persuade Smokescreen to let him see it. It's good to have confirmation, though.* Swoop 7:54 pm ((I'm going to be ooc today. Soundwave can rest easy. Swoop is destroying other rooms lol)) Prowl 7:55 pm ((swooooooop Swoop 7:55 pm ((Swoop is currently under several hundred tons of Dinobots lol)) Specs 7:56 pm ((poor pterobaby)) Prowl 7:56 pm ((that is good but also sad because reasons 😔 Smokescreen 7:56 pm /Smokescreen's grinning to himself- he's like 1000% sure this is one secret he can keep from Soundwave! He's also rereading a few particular paragraphs by Alpha Trion, which is kind of comforting./ ItsyBitsySpyers 7:58 pm ((poor poor swoop)) Smokescreen 7:58 pm /He does look up to wave at Roundverse Prowl, though, offering a seat if the bot's interested!/ Smokescreen 7:58 pm ((😧 swoooop.... Swoop 7:58 pm ((poor BOB)) Prowl 8:03 pm *Prowl will pick her way carefully between tables to the bar to get something to drink. Thankfully, Mirage's visits have at least given her an approximate idea of the layout, so she has an easy enough time of it.*
*Smokescreen should definitely say something to get her attention* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:05 pm *Soundwave glances up to look at Prowl and passes along a mumble-ish [[Evening]] before staring at his game again. He's so close to finishing this one...*
*Ravage smacks the bar with a paw, claws out, but doesn't catch any bit of Prowl. He wasn't trying to. Only to warn her to watch herself.* =What.= ItsyBitsySpyers 8:06 pm *He's in a bad mood. DOGS.* Smokescreen 8:06 pm Hey! It's good to see you again, Prowl! Uhhh. How're the drinks over there? ... are we watching a dog movie sounds ItsyBitsySpyers 8:07 pm ((three whole wily)) wily 8:07 pm ((I feeex) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:08 pm [[Hmm? Mhm.]] *Moves another piece.* Prowl 8:09 pm *leans away from the noise of Ravage's paw striking the bar and reaches into her subspace to pull out a few things in trade* Do you have any additives?
*she turns slightly toward Smokescreen* I've been told they're excellent. Would you like something as well? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:10 pm =It is a BAR.= *Of COURSE they have additives.* =What do you want.= Smokescreen 8:10 pm Ooh- I'd be up for something too! If you want, you can sit with me and drink? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:10 pm ((we'll go another 10 - bc i'm waiting on my own food - and then i'll start. get food and all that now.)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:12 pm *Another move, a (quiet) playback of fanfare, and Soundwave stands up, turning off the table. He's ready to join the others now.* Prowl 8:13 pm That's fine, Smokescreen. And rhubarbium with regular grade, please, Ravage. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:13 pm [[Good evening, all. Dragon, Smokescreen.]]
*Ravage growls and grumbles but sets about doing as asked.* =You pay extra, hm.= Prowl 8:14 pm *frowns* That hardly seems fair. Smokescreen 8:15 pm !! /He is covering up the covenant a little once Soundwave says something to him- frag, now he's paying attention./ Souuuuunds! It's good to... I can see you, that's for sure. Specs 8:15 pm *the dragon chirps at Soundwave* Hello! ItsyBitsySpyers 8:15 pm =Extra or nothing.= *Sharp, fang-filled smile.* [[You went all out this week, he sees.]] *Motions to the snacks.* [[One day you must tell him how you acquire all of this.]] [[And yes, Smokescreen. You can.]] Smokescreen 8:17 pm I sure can! I'm glad you still have a physical form. Specs 8:17 pm Careful negotiation other universes. *that is one very pleased dragonloaf who SURELY would not steal from alternate universes* I started annoying people native to mine with all the mercury I needed. Smokescreen 8:17 pm /He's getting up, putting the covenant behind a pillow before going over to grab a number of treats. He's not about to turn down free food!/ VProwl 8:19 pm *appears* Am I late? Smokescreen 8:19 pm i see that finger family song thing on the side and i feel this fear VProwl 8:19 pm *and immediately looks at the screen. they're singing. about a dog. HMMMM.* Smokescreen 8:20 pm wait is the farmer bingo or is it the dog 'cause they were like "there was a farmer who had it all and bingo was his name-o" ItsyBitsySpyers 8:20 pm ((my food has arrived \o/ we start after this)) Specs 8:21 pm ((the slendymun is appeased by our sacrifice)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:21 pm *Soundwave wouldn't mind if she did steal. He'd probably think it was clever.*
[[You are not late. We are about to begin.]] Smokescreen 8:21 pm o VProwl 8:21 pm ((has rabbit started doing that thing for yall where the top bar collapses into a few icons except when you hover over the video and then it pops back out and makes the video move down?)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:21 pm ((YES AND I HATE IT)) Specs 8:21 pm ((YES IT IS THE WORST)) VProwl 8:22 pm ((IS THERE ANY WAY TO MAKE IT CUT IT THE FUCK OUT)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:22 pm ((don't move your cursor out of the chat box, mostly)) Smokescreen 8:22 pm ((I WISH it makes adding people in a room so hard VProwl 8:22 pm ((I'M GIVING MYSELF MOTION SICKNESS FROM ACCIDENTALLY MOVING MY CURSOR OVER THE VIDEO)) Smokescreen 8:22 pm ((same VProwl 8:22 pm ((I CAN'T NOT MOVE MY CURSOR, THAT'S BULLSHIT)) Smokescreen 8:22 pm ((delete cursor !! Knock 8:22 pm ((yoooo ItsyBitsySpyers 8:23 pm ((maybe you could get rid of the bar element?)) Specs 8:23 pm *the "surely" was sarcasm. this dragon steals. she just tries to keep it to a minimum between the universes she steals from* Smokescreen 8:23 pm /Smokescreen's finally sitting back down, back against the covenant while he eats his snacks in nearly one go/ ItsyBitsySpyers 8:23 pm ((WARNINGS: Sexism/misogyny, questionable sunflowers, animal abuse and threats of)) Prowl 8:23 pm Nothing then. *she's not playing Ravage's game* Specs 8:24 pm ((original character DO steal. original character stealing prior to movie. original character disregard multiversal law)) Knock 8:24 pm ((Ooo, 101 Dalmatians! Smokescreen 8:24 pm OH OH DISNEY ItsyBitsySpyers 8:24 pm =Good. I like Rhubarbium.= *He'll curl around the cube and lap from it* Knock 8:24 pm ((The book is also super good, I loved it as a kid)) Smokescreen 8:24 pm /He's practically jumping as he sees that coming up!/ ItsyBitsySpyers 8:25 pm ((no captions available tonight, i'm sorry)) Knock 8:25 pm ((Would Soundwave have let KO back in movie nights? If not I'll just hang out in parantheses as mun)) VProwl 8:25 pm ((oh thank fucking god. https://userstyles.org/styles/149395/rabb-it-css-fixup )) Prowl 8:25 pm *will make her way over to where she heard Smokescreen's voice coming from. It's a little further into the room than she wanted, but it's fine, she's fine* Specs 8:25 pm ((BLESS prowl)) Knock 8:25 pm ((Oh yeah, I forgot how long the opening credits were on this. ((Buckle in folks)) Smokescreen 8:25 pm !! /He's waving to round Prowl, still oblivious, offering out a few candies./ You didn't get yourself a drink? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm ((KO can be back IF he has finger caps and stays far away from Soundwave and Prowl. If he pisses Slendy off super bad though, chances are it might become permanent, so be careful.)) Knock 8:26 pm ((*thumbs up*)) *slides on in after a harrying week* Smokescreen 8:27 pm !! /Surprised, waving at Knock Out!/ Prowl 8:27 pm *he's talking, that helps her hone in on him and she slides into the empty seat next to him* Not to my taste. Knock 8:27 pm *gives Soundwave a stiff nod and goes over to sit by Smokescreen* Smokescreen 8:27 pm Aww- fair enough. I might grab a drink in a little bit- you'll let me know if you want anything? VProwl 8:27 pm ((deleting the bar element didn't help, it just left an ugly white gap at the top every time you accidentally hovered. BUT that stylishtheme fixes it)) Smokescreen 8:28 pm /Smokescreen's patting Knock Out- he's surrounded in bots tonight!/ Smokescreen 8:28 pm ((wait which stylish theme Knock 8:28 pm ((Pongo's voice is also the voice of Grimsby in Little Mermaid Prowl 8:28 pm ((thank you stylish ItsyBitsySpyers 8:28 pm *Soundwave's attention fixes on Knock Out for a long, long moment. He'd better not do ANYTHING suspicious.*
((the one they linked earlier in chat)) Knock 8:28 pm *gives him a one-armed hug* VProwl 8:28 pm ((this one https://userstyles.org/styles/149395/rabb-it-css-fixup )) Smokescreen 8:28 pm ((ooooh! i didn't see it earlier sdcxvb Knock 8:28 pm Smokescreen. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:29 pm [[...What a mess.]] Smokescreen 8:29 pm It's kinda cool seeing this- I know there's certain spots where you can see the sketch parts from the animation, since I think they did it on the same cel? Prowl 8:29 pm What movie is this? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:29 pm [[101 Dalmatians.]] Prowl 8:29 pm Thank you. Smokescreen 8:29 pm /Hugging Knock Out!/ Knocktopus! Have you had the chance to look through those- uh, sercret documents? Specs 8:29 pm Do humans live like that? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:30 pm [[That one certainly does.]] VProwl 8:30 pm *... talking dogs. very suspicious.* Smokescreen 8:30 pm Hey- it kinda looks like my place! Specs 8:30 pm *looks at smokescreen with concern* Smokescreen 8:30 pm ... VProwl 8:30 pm *sinks into his seat with Vast Suspicion leveled at the movie* Smokescreen 8:30 pm ... But better. Right, Knocktopus? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:31 pm *Gently nudges Prowl's knee hello.* Knock 8:31 pm Secret documents. Right. *rubs a hand over his face* Um. *looks at Roger's room for comparison* Well, you have less sheet music, that's for sure. Smokescreen 8:32 pm ... My place looks better, right? Knock 8:32 pm Definitely. No organics in it. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:32 pm [[All this fuss over finding a companion.]] Smokescreen 8:32 pm Aww- see? It's not bad! A little messy, but it's perfectly normal. Some people get lonely, you know. Specs 8:33 pm Humans don't know when they've found theirs. No pairbonds. Prowl 8:34 pm A direct approach would be much more effective. Smokescreen 8:34 pm Seen each other? That's like first base for humans, right? .... Smokescreen 8:35 pm w Knock 8:35 pm Wow, humans move fast. Smokescreen 8:35 pm wow that was really fast so seeing each other really is first base! ItsyBitsySpyers 8:35 pm [[Humans live at an accelerated pace.]] Smokescreen 8:36 pm Primus that place looks like it'd be amazing to live in though AND they have a housekeeper? Rich humans Specs 8:36 pm ((wait! that's duchess' voice! the catmom from the aristocats!)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:36 pm [[Still a mess.]] Knock 8:36 pm ((Are you sure? Wasn't Duchess Zsa Zsa Gabor? Smokescreen 8:37 pm ... It's really not! It looks so clean! You can see the floor! Specs 8:37 pm ((I am not sure. I do voices only a little better than I do faces)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:37 pm [[The upstairs room.]] *Pause.* [[That looks like something Knock Out would scan.]] Specs 8:37 pm Smokescreen. That's a terrible basis. Knock 8:38 pm ((In the books Cruella had a white persian cat and continually drowned her kittens. Smokescreen 8:38 pm What? How? Knock 8:38 pm ((And then at the end of the book the cat helped the dalmatians shred all Cruella's furs and went to live with the dalmatians ItsyBitsySpyers 8:38 pm ((aw)) Smokescreen 8:38 pm Come on- I can barely see my floor. So seeing your floor means it's even cleaner in my place. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:39 pm [[...Her shoulders remind him of Tarantulas'.]] Knock 8:39 pm She's floofy, too. Smokescreen 8:39 pm ... wait, what's the big deal with fur coats? Like, that's the stuff they shed off sheep and stuff, right? Wh Specs 8:39 pm *snarls* Rude! Knock 8:39 pm It's like plating. Smokescreen 8:39 pm why would you ruin a cupcake like that Knock 8:39 pm But off animals. Smokescreen 8:39 pm ?? But they already have plating Specs 8:39 pm Because she's the worst. *ANGER* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:39 pm [[Humans wear the fur of other organics because they have lost all of their own. It helps them camouflage themselves.]] Smokescreen 8:39 pm can they make a human fur coat Knock 8:39 pm It's like wearing plating on top of your plating. Smokescreen 8:40 pm I wanna dance with someone now.... Hey, Knocktopus. Wanna dance? VProwl 8:40 pm Most humans don't live lives that would necessitate camouflage. It's for warmth. That's why they wear more when it's cold. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:41 pm [[Then why do they wear the patterns that are meant for that? The animal spots and stripes.]] Smokescreen 8:41 pm Humans really do lose a lot of stuff... Hey, Sounds, did you know humans shed their teeth? VProwl 8:41 pm Decoration, I think. It's like the human equivalent of racing stripes. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:41 pm [[...He thought that was why they stabbed paint into their flesh.]] *Is all turned around now.*
[[Yes, he knows about that.]] Smokescreen 8:42 pm wait, why can't we see the puppies coming? Knock 8:42 pm I'd love to, Trogdor. VProwl 8:42 pm Same in both cases, I think. Humans do a lot for fashion. Prowl 8:43 pm Stab paint into themselves? Smokescreen 8:43 pm ... how did she store that many dogs in her Specs 8:43 pm *a little horrified* I don't think they should store that many in them. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:43 pm [[He supposes it's necessary, since they don't have paint j-- oh dear.]] [[Poor bitlet.]] Smokescreen 8:43 pm ... ItsyBitsySpyers 8:44 pm [[Ah. Better.]] Knock 8:44 pm ((this actually happened with the author's dog)) Smokescreen 8:44 pm t they're so tiny ItsyBitsySpyers 8:44 pm =Hmph.= Specs 8:44 pm That does tend to be the way of babies. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:44 pm [[...How did she get in?]] Smokescreen 8:45 pm look at how sketchy these cells are I love that VProwl 8:46 pm ((lmao i love how she knocks his pipe aside to get up in his face)) Smokescreen 8:46 pm w Specs 8:46 pm The fact that her coat has tails is rather concerning. Smokescreen 8:46 pm She already broke the window! Isn't that bad enough? Now they don't have rain protection ItsyBitsySpyers 8:47 pm @Own Prowl: [[Yes. They use small machines to pierce their flesh and deposit paint below the surface, where it cannot ooze out with everything else.]] Smokescreen 8:47 pm look at all those puppies show the puppies don bluth films ItsyBitsySpyers 8:48 pm *...So this is why people assume the minicons are his spawn. Look at them all piled up like that.* Specs 8:48 pm Fifteen is a lot of hatchlings. I don't know about the larger cousins, but we never have more than eight. And usually in an eight egg nest, one or more doesn't hatch. VProwl 8:48 pm *... okay so far this movie has dogs and singing. he could sit here dreading the inevitable or he could be proactive and find out if it's coming.* @Soundwave «Are the dogs going to sing?» Smokescreen 8:48 pm ... Don't dalmations have a lot of breed issues? Knock 8:49 pm ((They're deaf more than other dogs)) ((and have urine crystal issues a lot Prowl 8:49 pm @Soundwave: [[Fascinating. Like how we etch patterns into our armor?]] Knock 8:50 pm ((In the book they had to find a foster mom to give help too, so the mom wouldn't run out of milk Specs 8:50 pm ((I didn't know there was a book!)) ((that's hella)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:50 pm @P: [[Do not worry.]] *Quiet puff.* [[He knows your feelings on that. The dogs will not do any singing.]] Knock 8:50 pm ((It's by Dodie Smith and it's really good! Prowl 8:50 pm *not that Prowl has any etchings anymore, that trend died before the war* VProwl 8:50 pm *ah, that's a weight off his shoulders.* @S «Thank you.» ItsyBitsySpyers 8:51 pm [[He cannot imagine where anyone would store that many offspring. She hardly looks as though she has room for the eight you mentioned, dragon, let alone fifteen.]] Knock 8:51 pm Better eat Canine Crunchies, Trogdor. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:51 pm @P: [[...Well. The commercial dogs sing, but those are animated.]] Smokescreen 8:51 pm Where do I get them though VProwl 8:51 pm @S «Good enough.» ItsyBitsySpyers 8:52 pm @OwnP: [[With more paint involved.]] Omicron 8:52 pm *big predacon peers in* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:52 pm [[...If they are going for stealth, that is not the vehicle for it.]] [[Nor for speed. Which, one would think burglars would prize.]] Specs 8:53 pm Small eggs don't often produce healthy offspring, at least not for us. *notices the predacon, and chirps* Hello, Ice Queen! ItsyBitsySpyers 8:53 pm [[Good evening, Ice Queen.]] VProwl 8:53 pm ... Why is this called 101 Dalmations if there are only seventeen? Omicron 8:54 pm *Icy nods to sound wave, coming in and settles down* Prowl 8:54 pm Using their own names. Foolish. Smokescreen 8:54 pm They can't count ItsyBitsySpyers 8:54 pm ((....THAT'S where I've heard the Nanny before. She be Madame Mim.)) Specs 8:54 pm ((!!! she is!)) Omicron 8:54 pm what's going on? *icy frowns* Swoop 8:54 pm ((omg I can only hear madame mim now)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:55 pm [[Perhaps the two grown dogs will breed more to replace the ones that were stolen.]] Specs 8:55 pm Hatchling theft. Presumably not to eat. Prowl 8:55 pm A documentary about a kidnapping. *addressing Icy* Knock 8:55 pm Wow, this was such big news it got two pictures and a big headline. Slow news time in London. Smokescreen 8:56 pm She sleeps in fur too? Knock 8:56 pm ((In the book she slept on ermine sheets ItsyBitsySpyers 8:56 pm [[...WHAT is in her head fur.]] Smokescreen 8:56 pm ... That's her hair, Sounds. Omicron 8:56 pm *big predacon tenses at kidnapping mention* what? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:56 pm [[Is she storing dynamite sticks...?]] Specs 8:56 pm Yesterday's dinner, by all appearances? Smokescreen 8:56 pm Probably for catching fur, Sounds. VProwl 8:57 pm The pink things? They're scrunchies. It's a kind of hat. Specs 8:57 pm *looks at smokescreen with some horror* I don't wear things like that! VProwl 8:57 pm They would have done better to break in through a window or back door, steal the dogs, and leave. Their crimes would still be known but there wouldn't be a witness who could recognize their faces and getaway vehicle. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:57 pm *Considers this.* [[He likes the ones that look like chevrons more.]] *He means hairbows.* [[They're familiar.]] Smokescreen 8:57 pm ?? Why not? It seems useful! I didn't know you guys could store stuff in your hair ItsyBitsySpyers 8:58 pm [[And they -are- particularly inept criminals, aren't they.]] Omicron 8:58 pm very Smokescreen 8:58 pm .... /He's giving out a woof/ Omicron 8:58 pm *mutters *none of my jobs are anywhere near that sloppy VProwl 8:58 pm *puzzled look* Chevron-shaped hats? I haven't seen any. Prowl 8:58 pm I suppose their mistakes will make finding the puppies much easier. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:58 pm *Places a picture of a big red bow on his screen and turns so Prowl can see.* VProwl 8:58 pm I suppose so. Oh! I see. Specs 8:59 pm *huffs* If I stored things in my fur, my fur would be disgusting. Smokescreen 9:00 pm Aww- would it be that bad? Knock 9:00 pm It's Jock! Smokescreen 9:00 pm Can I pet your fur? Knock 9:00 pm ((Watch for the part where Lady and Tramp show up in the street) Prowl 9:00 pm ((Pidge! Knock 9:00 pm ((THERE Smokescreen 9:01 pm LADY Prowl 9:01 pm ((Pidge was in the window at the pet store. Omicron 9:01 pm ((omg)) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:01 pm =Alert everyone.= *Ravage scoffs.* =Dogs. Never heard of secret messages.= VProwl 9:01 pm ((were some of the dog designs recycled for oliver & company?)) Smokescreen 9:01 pm Man, I wanna be able to spread a message like this Omicron 9:01 pm ((I think so)) VProwl 9:01 pm If you're trying to put out an alert for a kidnapping, why would you want it to be secret? Specs 9:01 pm Consider it this way. Humans had to make hairbrushes. I come with one pre-installed *considering what smokescreen JUST SAID about his living quarters?* Ah, no. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:01 pm =She'll move.= VProwl 9:02 pm The humans can't understand them. Prowl 9:02 pm ((recycled from most of Disney's movies, yeah, including LatT Smokescreen 9:02 pm ... Ohhh, fine. Can you pet me? With your fur? Omicron 9:02 pm Racer: *tries to bark from icy's back* O,o pffft Smokescreen 9:02 pm !! /Smokescreen's gonna try and bark at Racer!/ Prowl 9:03 pm *startles at Smokescreen barking* Smokescreen 9:03 pm !! Sorry, Prowl. didn't mean to surprise you. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:03 pm =Hmm.= *Ears flatten back a little. Then forward.* =Don't blame them. Barely anything to understand.= Specs 9:03 pm *considers smokescreen dubiously for a moment. finally, she flies nearby and gives smokescreen a tap with her tail. she is VERY fluffy, like a fox. and she's immediately flying back.* Omicron 9:03 pm RAcer: *trying hard, but not loud to mimic the barks* Prowl 9:03 pm Hmm, it's fine, Smokescreen. Smokescreen 9:03 pm !!! /Whoa, how fluffy! Smokescreen wants to pet, but she's already gone./ VProwl 9:04 pm *he's not going to roll his optics. but he's thinking it.* Smokescreen 9:04 pm You know? I'm gonna grab a drink! You want anything, Prowl? Knocktopus? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:04 pm *Soundwave doesn't blame him. Ravage is very dear to him, and he's not fond of dogs either, but there are times when he wonders which hellhound ran off with Ravage's dinner as a young mech.* Specs 9:04 pm *loafs back up. she is fluffy and she knows it.* Prowl 9:05 pm I'm fine. *isn't going to make Smokescreen pay extra for her drink* Knock 9:05 pm I'd like one, please. Smokescreen 9:06 pm /He's hiding the covenant behind Knock Out, before going over, trying to grab three cubes. Just in case Prowl gets thirsty later!/ ItsyBitsySpyers 9:06 pm [[...He likes to think you are a far better investigator than that shaggy dog.]] [[But then, anyone could be.]] [][][]Spotted puddles.[][][] [[Hmph.]] =There. Cat doing the work, eh?= Smokescreen 9:07 pm w ItsyBitsySpyers 9:07 pm [[Primus.]] Specs 9:07 pm That's too many. Smokescreen 9:07 pm OH. Knock 9:07 pm Kid, they aren't 'little ones'. VProwl 9:07 pm He just woke up. Knock 9:07 pm They're exactly the same size as you. Omicron 9:07 pm Racer: *flops/falls the to ground, pops up. nope. nothing happened. he trailed after smeokestreen, food?* Prowl 9:08 pm Ah, there's your 101 if you include the other two. VProwl 9:08 pm Ah. That's where the other 84 are. Smokescreen 9:08 pm S Specs 9:08 pm *chirps at racer* Smokescreen 9:08 pm smack on the what Omicron 9:08 pm RAcer: *chirps back!* Smokescreen 9:09 pm /Smokescreen's trying to balance three cubes back to his spot, but will beep at Racer!/ Specs 9:09 pm *she was going to chirp at racer, but she saw someone MESSING UP FOOD and she's gotta snarl at the screen again* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:09 pm *Ravage hissssses.* Smokescreen 9:09 pm Don't eat cats! Specs 9:09 pm *the dragon hisses too* Smokescreen 9:10 pm Come on, be nice to that cat. He's just there. VProwl 9:10 pm ((now i want a sandwich)) Omicron 9:10 pm Racer: *following atfter Smokescreen, eyeing the engergon* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:10 pm =Bah! No cat is ever just there. All places, we go with purpose.= Smokescreen 9:10 pm /He's nooooot about to give it to racer- he's got the high grade!/ Smokescreen 9:10 pm I guess that's true! But sometimes, that purpose is that you're there 'cause you wanna be, right? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:11 pm =None of your business.= Smokescreen 9:11 pm Fair enough, Ravage. What's your purpose for being here, then? Omicron 9:12 pm Racer: *pouts, sniffs around quietly* Prowl 9:12 pm *amused hum at Ravage's non-answer* Specs 9:12 pm *turns her head to keep half an eye on Racer. gotta be sure the baby is okay* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:13 pm =Tending bar.= Smokescreen 9:14 pm ... This is pretty cruel Prowl 9:14 pm ...What was in that bottle? Smokescreen 9:14 pm Well- can I have some really nice high grade? Specs 9:14 pm *POOFED* Omicron 9:14 pm *Icy frowns at the woman on screen, her spines arching up* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:14 pm [[...Call the police on her own hired criminals? Does she WANT to be found out?]] =Pay first.= Smokescreen 9:15 pm ... /Offers half an eaten shanix?/ ItsyBitsySpyers 9:15 pm *Smacks it right out of Smokescreen's hand.* =No.= Prowl 9:15 pm She is high caste. *feels that explains it well enough* Smokescreen 9:15 pm /Leaning down to pick up the shanix/ Come on- that's all I've got. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:16 pm =Items?= Omicron 9:16 pm ((is is okay if racer sniffs at a prowl?)) Prowl 9:16 pm ((...which Prowl? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:17 pm [[...What kind of television show is this.]] Omicron 9:17 pm ((not sure)) Smokescreen 9:17 pm ... /He's going through his subspace, offering a magic anon coupon?/ ItsyBitsySpyers 9:17 pm *Ravage squints at it, reading. What's it do?* Prowl 9:18 pm ((There's Verdigris and mine. I think Racer knows Verd, ya? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:18 pm [[Bob is an uncle?]] VProwl 9:18 pm ((yeh)) Smokescreen 9:18 pm /It stops one effect of magic!/ ItsyBitsySpyers 9:18 pm ((I WAS WAITING FOR THREE WEEKS FOR THAT JOKE)) Swoop 9:18 pm ((omfg)) Specs 9:18 pm ((SLENDY PLS)) Omicron 9:18 pm ((yeah, but you mentioned wanting to meet him before?)) Prowl 9:18 pm ((I'm so sad my Prowl doesn't know about Bob because she'd say "not anymore" Omicron 9:18 pm pfft ItsyBitsySpyers 9:18 pm *Ravage paws the coupon off the bar and into his subspace. Smokescreen can have his drink.* Smokescreen 9:19 pm I was gonna give them to everyone after the banana night, but- I guess it worked out? Prowl 9:19 pm ((And yes, go for it, Icy ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm =SHHH. Do not speak its name.= Smokescreen 9:19 pm /Smokescreen's taking three drinks. That coupon's gotta be worth three!/ Knock 9:19 pm Speaking of magic . . . still got that magic card deck, Soundwave? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm [[No.]] Knock 9:19 pm . . . oh. Prowl 9:19 pm Magic card deck? Smokescreen 9:19 pm ... Come on, was it that bad? It didn't get me at all. That was probably the most peaceful night I've ever had Knock 9:19 pm Given to someone else or destroyed? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:20 pm [[Nothing, Prowl.]]
[[Yes, it was that bad, and destroyed. Stop asking.]] Knock 9:20 pm Oh. I was kind of hoping that anything summoned by it would disappear once it was destroyed. Smokescreen 9:20 pm I'm glad it ended, at least. ... If you ever need more coupons, lemme know. Knock 9:20 pm . . . for the record, not the case. Omicron 9:21 pm good dogs, bare your teeth ItsyBitsySpyers 9:21 pm [[/Noted./]] VProwl 9:21 pm ... "Magic"? Smokescreen 9:22 pm Why do they have layers of pants, anyway? VProwl 9:22 pm *he's aware of the card deck, he got the memories from Scavenger. But "magic"??* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:22 pm *Soundwave rubs the center of his crest where the glowing space is and vents.* Specs 9:22 pm *winces* *oof, that would have set her straight on fire* Prowl 9:22 pm *frowns* Smokescreen. My Smokescreen, not you. He mentioned something about cards. Was he talking about that? Smokescreen 9:23 pm ... Oh yeah! Sounds, good news! I haven't heard anything about the DJD in my universe yet. To be fair- it's probably awkward considering you killed- So maybe that card was a dud or something? Knock 9:23 pm *gently puts a hand over SMokescren's mouth* Smokescreen 9:23 pm ... /Licks Knock out's servo/ Knock 9:23 pm . . . *removes his hand* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:23 pm *Smokescreen can have his three drinks. Ravage will allow it.* =I will.=
[[Probably.]] *Motions to the screen.* [[Is this so uninteresting you all would rather talk about something so boring?]] Knock 9:24 pm *drily* I wouldn't call the results boring at all. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:24 pm [[Then it's a good thing he never asked you.]] Knock 9:24 pm Actually, you just did. Smokescreen 9:24 pm /Smokescreen's coming back to his spot, offering a drink to Knock Out, and a drink to Prowl!/ Knock 9:25 pm *sighs and takes the drink* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:25 pm *He asked if the movie was uninteresting. Not for any opinions on the deck.* Knock 9:25 pm Thanks Trogdor. Omicron 9:25 pm *Icy's glad she missed the whole card thing, just watching her hatchling sniffing around a new person just in case to call him back* Knock 9:25 pm Say . . . you're a Predacon, aren't you? VProwl 9:26 pm *he just wants to know what this talk about so-called "magic" is. but all right, okay, he can take a hint.* Smokescreen 9:26 pm Just have everyone grab their tails ItsyBitsySpyers 9:26 pm *Prowl can ask in private. Soundwave doesn't want to answer out loud and encourage everyone to tell stories.* Smokescreen 9:26 pm Or walk in each others tracks! Then it'll just seem like one dog. They aren't very smart. Prowl 9:26 pm *she'll wait, she would like to know if these kidnappers are caught* VProwl 9:26 pm *too late, the hint's been taken.* Knock 9:26 pm Well, they are just dogs. Omicron 9:26 pm ...... *big, gigantic dragonic mecha critter looks at Knockout* .....no I'm a grounded seeker. *grins* Smokescreen 9:26 pm They're smart talking dogs, though. They're Disney Dogs. /He's chugging his drink, reaching to play with Knock Out's servo./ Knock 9:27 pm . . . and you have a sense of humor too! That's great! Sooo, do Predacons ever fight? Each other, I mean. For territory or . . . or anything. Prowl 9:27 pm *there is something sniffing around by her legs... too close. Prowl pulls her leg away from it* Knock 9:27 pm *slips his hand into Trogdor's* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:27 pm [[He feels your misery, small dog.]] Omicron 9:28 pm yes. More so between colonies if their both big enough on the same planet Prowl 9:28 pm At least it isn't acidic. Specs 9:28 pm At least the "collie" has sensible fur. *shakes out her own floofs* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:28 pm [[That would ruin the fur she wants, at least.]] [[Of course, it would probably destroy their flesh as well, but. Technicality.]] Knock 9:29 pm Would you be interested in a job? I could pay you in shanix or energon or . . . Well, what are you interested in? Prowl 9:29 pm Indeed. Smokescreen 9:29 pm Do you think- maybe I should ask you later, about, you know- /Squeezing Knock Out's servo./ !! A job? What kinda job are we talking about? Knock 9:29 pm *squeezes back* A job only a Predacon can do. Smokescreen 9:29 pm Oh.... .... OH. Knock 9:29 pm Right. Smokescreen 9:29 pm Oh yeah! Yeah, you should take it! Specs 9:29 pm ((afkjsafjsaghfa)) Omicron 9:29 pm *Icy tilts her head, she's listening, but won't do anything night now, not with a hatchling* Knock 9:30 pm _Basically_ I'm being bothered by a very unruly Predacon and I'm looking for a little mercenary help. VProwl 9:30 pm *without evidence to the contrary, he's going to have to assume that Soundwave was messing with someone but doesn't feel like continuing now.* Knock 9:31 pm And I thought, who better to fight a Predacon than a Predacon! So powerful . . . so primal . . . ItsyBitsySpyers 9:31 pm *Alas. Ruining his own reputation with silence.* Omicron 9:31 pm It would depend on the Predacon, Doctor. Being a queen only has so much clout in some words. non in others other then I'm big. Knock 9:32 pm Oh, this one isn't the talking type. More the fighting type. . . . possibly a little, you know undead. Omicron 9:32 pm ...? ............ Knock 9:32 pm . . . *focuses on the movie* Love these dogs. Smokescreen 9:33 pm Poor puppies Omicron 9:34 pm smart sire Smokescreen 9:34 pm I wanna do that soot bath Omicron 9:34 pm And you'll need to talk to me some more Doctor. *icy crosses her forelefs* Knock 9:35 pm Of course. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:35 pm *Has a tiny bristle at the word 'undead'. Clamps it down quickly.* Smokescreen 9:35 pm knocktopus wanna have a soot bath sometime VProwl 9:35 pm *... leans on soundwave* Knock 9:36 pm No. Smokescreen 9:36 pm Aww. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:36 pm *...Ohhhhhhh he feels guilty. Not too guilty to take the lean. But guilty.* Knock 9:37 pm Also, Trogdor, I used up all your wax. Smokescreen 9:37 pm Wait what Come oooooon Knock 9:37 pm *shrug* Smokescreen 9:38 pm Now how am I gonna be clean? ... How're you gonna be clean? Knock 9:38 pm You only bathe once a month. Smokescreen 9:38 pm SHH. Knock 9:38 pm Ah yes, that's the better question. Smokescreen 9:38 pm Don't say that out loud. Knock 9:39 pm Sorry, I didn't realize it was a secret. Specs 9:39 pm *too late. the dragon heard. and she's judging you.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:39 pm [[...Her headlamps look angry.]] [[Well. Looked.]] Prowl 9:39 pm *would wrinkle her nose if she had one* Smokescreen 9:39 pm ... /Dangit, he feels that judgement./ It's more like twice a month, you know. Omicron 9:39 pm ....... *Icy frowns, is ans has to be super clean on her ship* Smokescreen 9:40 pm initial d Specs 9:40 pm *the judgement continues* Knock 9:40 pm Cruella doesn't really get good comeupance, does she? I mean, is she even arrested? Smokescreen 9:41 pm she even gets a song ItsyBitsySpyers 9:41 pm [[There is a popular song shaming her by name. It's decent comeuppance.]] [[Humans she has never met will be mocking and making fun of her.]] Prowl 9:41 pm Mmhmm. *Prowl's paint is mostly white, cleaning is a daily thing* Knock 9:41 pm Since they don't know that she wants to skin dogs, won't they just think that the songwriter is mean? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:41 pm [[That is what going on talk shows and explaining the reasoning behind the song is for.]] *Puff.* Smokescreen 9:42 pm man their home's gonna be covered in soot Specs 9:42 pm *shudders* They're going to be filthy for years. VProwl 9:42 pm He'll need a few more hits before they start inviting him on talk shows. Smokescreen 9:42 pm NOW they've got a filthy house Knock 9:42 pm . . . but the humans don't have any proof that she even stole the dogs, do they? Prowl 9:42 pm Ugh. Smokescreen 9:42 pm Didn't she buy those ones legit? The other ones were stolen sure but Omicron 9:42 pm I don't think they do Smokescreen 9:43 pm ... A puppy farm they're having a puppy farm VProwl 9:43 pm (("where did all these puppies come from" "MY DOG GOT LAID SO MUCH")) Smokescreen 9:43 pm a puppy mill Knock 9:43 pm That sounds unethical. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:43 pm [[He's a talented music writer. He'll get more hits soon enough.]] Smokescreen 9:43 pm I'm pretty sure it is! VProwl 9:43 pm Then he'll have his chance. Knock 9:43 pm ((Incidentally, they end up buying Hell Hall as their new home. Smokescreen 9:43 pm those poor neighbors Omicron 9:43 pm I don't think it would be the same as that name smokescreen ItsyBitsySpyers 9:44 pm ((20 minute warning)) Smokescreen 9:44 pm I mean, it's a dalmation plantation. that's a farm thing. Just like a puppy mill AGAIN Windchill 9:44 pm (( What )) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:44 pm [[No, not again. The program glitched.]] Prowl 9:44 pm Once was enough. Smokescreen 9:44 pm soundssss Omicron 9:44 pm hmm Smokescreen 9:44 pm I could tell you a secrettt if you showed it 21 times with uhhh Prowl 9:44 pm *disapproves, none of the humans were even arrested for their crimes* Knock 9:45 pm Well, anyway . . . dogs were certainly more useful than humans in this one. Specs 9:45 pm *stretches* I'm going before anyone gets the idea of covering ME in soot. Good night, everyone. *except smokescreen, who does not take baths. ugh, she's going to have to use SOAP on her tail before she dares to lick it clean.* Smokescreen 9:45 pm All Dogs Go To Heaven in the middle ItsyBitsySpyers 9:45 pm [[Goodnight, dragon. Stay far from fireplaces.]] Knock 9:45 pm ((I'm going to go out and go back in because the image is glitchign like me *for me Omicron 9:45 pm Racer: *flopped on icy's tail* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:45 pm =We prefer What's New, Pussycat.= Smokescreen 9:45 pm With one It's not Unusual? ... Sounds, can I request some music? Prowl 9:45 pm ... Smokescreen 9:46 pm YES sounds I love you I will die for you Knock 9:46 pm ((Okay, back! Is it a black screen for everyone else? Omicron 9:46 pm ((not for me)) Prowl 9:46 pm ((Youtube video ItsyBitsySpyers 9:46 pm [[He will hold you to that.]] Knock 9:46 pm ((Ah. Welp. Smokescreen 9:46 pm .... Frag. Well. Worth it. Knock 9:46 pm ((Rabbit never wants to work for me. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:46 pm *It's recorded. It's binding.* Prowl 9:46 pm No, Smokescreen. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:47 pm [[Interrupt your own contract.]] Prowl 9:47 pm ((the up next song omg Smokescreen 9:47 pm ... Well, all I have to do it die for you eventually, right? That's all it is. Knock 9:47 pm My mate would like this song. Prowl 9:47 pm ((how does Ravage feel about Cats? Smokescreen 9:47 pm You should play it 21 times for him ItsyBitsySpyers 9:48 pm ((ravage probably loves it but i draw the line there)) Prowl 9:48 pm Please don't, Soundwave. Knock 9:48 pm Trogdor, he would love it all 21 times. If you don't believe me, try it when we get back. Omicron 9:48 pm ....yeah...no please Smokescreen 9:48 pm ... He really loves cats, huh? No, no, I'm good! Knock 9:48 pm He really REALLY does. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:48 pm [[He isn't -that- cruel.]] Smokescreen 9:48 pm ... You okay, Knocktopus? Hey- you should introduce him to Ravage. Knock 9:49 pm I don't know. Sure. Mmm, I don't know. Prowl 9:49 pm *Prowl would be the DAMN IT guy* Knock 9:49 pm I don't want him getting his face scratched off. Smokescreen 9:49 pm /He's siiiiinging/ Smokescreen 9:49 pm Come on, how bad could he be? Knock 9:50 pm He can be preeetty obsessive. Smokescreen 9:50 pm Well- that's weird me for you! Omicron 9:50 pm *Icy starts to hum to her hatchling to get Racer starting* Smokescreen 9:50 pm I'll get him a cat sticker later. Knock 9:51 pm Would you? That's very kind of you, Trogdor. Smokescreen 9:51 pm Sure! I've got a lot of stickers, anyway. Knock 9:51 pm I know we're imposing on you but, well . . . Smokescreen 9:51 pm Hey, who in here wants a sticker? Knock 9:51 pm I don't know where else to go. I would. Omicron 9:51 pm ((....I'm going to be listening to these songs all night now thanks)) Smokescreen 9:51 pm It's fine, Knocktopus! I hope my place is comfy enough for you. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:51 pm ((ah god i forgot it wasn't just visuals)) Smokescreen 9:51 pm I know it's... I know it's not ideal, but I want to do my best for you guys. Prowl 9:52 pm *shakes her head* No thanks. Knock 9:52 pm It's not so bad. Warmer than where we were. Smokescreen 9:52 pm Well- that's a pretty low standard. Knock 9:52 pm . . . yeah. I should record this song for him. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:53 pm ((i hear Jazz)) Smokescreen 9:53 pm I know- I know I've got kinda a problem with holding onto things. You don't gotta pretend it's not cramped. Prowl 9:53 pm *...so does Prowl* Knock 9:53 pm *smiles* Your alternate has quite a stockpile of things too. Only his are all related to puzzles. Or plants, lately. Smokescreen 9:54 pm Plants? Really? Weird! I know Tinybee likes plants- did he learn about it from him? Knock 9:54 pm I think so. Smokescreen 9:55 pm I've been meaning to clean up with Bee later- I've tried to clean up, but I never get anywhere. Knock 9:55 pm Maybe I can help? And I can replace the wax, if I can sneak into my place. Smokescreen 9:56 pm Yeah! That'd be awesome, Knocktopus. Be careful, though. I know there's a few deadly things in there? Knock 9:56 pm At least two, ha ha. Smokescreen 9:57 pm Like, old magic relics probably- there's a tranquilizer, but don't use it 'cause it's pretty deadly on most bots... Knock 9:57 pm Oh, your place--I thought you meant my place. I didn't realize you had things like that lying around. Smokescreen 9:58 pm yeah! Uh. The tranquilizer was a gift. Knock 9:58 pm . . . Smokescreen 9:58 pm I've never used it, but I don't really want to give it to anyone. And I definitely can't throw that out. Knock 9:58 pm Yes, you keep it. *pats his hand* Smokescreen 9:58 pm ... Is there any way we can hold onto the cubes, too? Maybe we can reuse them. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:59 pm ((five minutes)) Knock 9:59 pm The empty ones? Smokescreen 9:59 pm Yeah! Knock 9:59 pm ALL of them? Smokescreen 9:59 pm ... Yeah? Knock 9:59 pm . . . We'll see. Omicron 9:59 pm ((okay)) Knock 10:00 pm I don't get why you have junk like that lying around to begin with. Smokescreen 10:00 pm I can't just throw it out! Omicron 10:00 pm You need to make friends with a metrotitain Smokey. Prowl 10:01 pm What was that sound? VProwl 10:01 pm Which sound? Prowl 10:01 pm The tapping. Clicking? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:01 pm [[Ah. Human dancing.]] Smokescreen 10:01 pm hey let's send an email VProwl 10:02 pm Oh. Humans dancing. Smokescreen 10:02 pm A metrotitan? Haha- I don't know if any would want me near them. Knock 10:02 pm Why can't you throw it out? VProwl 10:02 pm Some of their shoes are hard enough to make tapping noises on the ground. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:02 pm ((Oh no. They're doing that thing where couples begin to sound alike.)) Prowl 10:02 pm How were they making the clicking sound? Were they holding something? *do human feet make clicking noises?* Smokescreen 10:02 pm If I throw it out- what if we need it later? Omicron 10:03 pm Storage? Prowl 10:03 pm Shoes. What are those? Knock 10:03 pm Why would you need empty cubes later? Smokescreen 10:03 pm What if I lose them, and- I don't know. What if I miss them? Prowl 10:03 pm ((tried so hard not to meme, did anyway Knock 10:03 pm . . . Smokescreen 10:04 pm ... Like, you've got a lot of stuff from long ago that you miss, right? It's like memorabilia. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:04 pm *This is a conversation Smokescreen and Knock Out will need to continue elsewhere. Soundwave's about to open a bridge.* VProwl 10:04 pm That's the armor they wear to protect their feet. Their feet actually look almost the same as hands, except the palms are elongated and the fingers are much shorter, and they're just as soft as their hands. So they wear foot armor for protection. Smokescreen 10:05 pm !! /Smokescreen's happy to get up, and wave goodnight to Round Prowl/ It was nice to see you! Come on, Knocktopus- let's just get some rest. Omicron 10:05 pm (I still have snakes to feed so if some want to derp and listen to music?) Knock 10:05 pm All right. Night, all! Omicron 10:05 pm (thank you for the scream!) VProwl 10:05 pm ... You were never stationed on Earth, correct? Prowl 10:06 pm No. I've never seen a human. Omicron 10:06 pm *the big predacon gets up aith racer and chirps a good night to soundwave* VProwl 10:06 pm They're more likable in movies. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:06 pm *Soundwave plays the chirp back and adds:* [][][]Goodnight.[][][] Prowl 10:07 pm They look a bit like Klingons, yes? *she's at least seen them and they're both tiny bipedal organics, right?* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:08 pm [[If Klingons contracted the bone virus.]] [[...And did not wear armor every waking moment of their day.]] VProwl 10:09 pm ... A bit, I suppose. But only as much like Klingons as like any other organic species with a similar body type. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:09 pm *Relieved to be alone with Prowl and... well, not so much relieved about the other Prowl, but they're not the -worst- company. They won't talk about undead Predacons and the summoning of.* Prowl 10:10 pm Klingons do wear fur sometimes. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:10 pm *Also, she's blind, so he can lean in and get as comfortable as he likes.* VProwl 10:10 pm I'd say humans look most like Nebulans, really, if we're going to compare aliens. Prowl 10:10 pm *she can still hear that, metal against metal is a very recognizable sound, but she'll choose to ignore it* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:11 pm *He could be scratching his leg. You don't know.* VProwl 10:11 pm *Has somehow never figured out that she's blind, so doesn't know why Soundwave is suddenly getting more cuddly. Sits up a bit straighter.* Prowl 10:11 pm I've never seen a Nebulan. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:12 pm *...Oh. Gonna just. Look up and question glyph it. Is he in trouble?*
*Because he sort of expected Prowl would figure that out before anyone else in the room, and doesn't know he hasn't.* VProwl 10:12 pm They look like... Well. Humans. Minus the pupils. ... And head fur. Prowl 10:13 pm *imagining smooth skinned Klingons forever* VProwl 10:13 pm *that's not wrong.* Prowl 10:13 pm I'll have to take your word for it. VProwl 10:15 pm *every question his alternate has asked about what's happening on screen, he's misunderstood as a question about human culture, not about what's visibly going on. so no, he hasn't figured it out.* *looks back at Soundwave blankly. what's the question glyph for? sends a question ping back. what what* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:18 pm @P: [[Why did you move?]]
*Ravage grumbles from behind the bar, still lapping at the rhubarbium.* =There is much you have not seen.=
[[Ravage.]]
=Humans, good reason, this building...=
[[RAVAGE.]] Prowl 10:19 pm *scowls in the feline bot's direction* VProwl 10:19 pm @S «There's still company.» VProwl 10:20 pm *puzzled look in Ravage's general direction.* Prowl 10:21 pm *a ping of gratitude to Soundwave for sort of scolding Ravage* *even if he is right* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:21 pm *Don't be too hasty. He was scolding Ravage for being nasty where the other Prowl could hear and judge them both, not for being nasty in general.*
@P: [[What she does not know probably won't hurt her.]] Prowl 10:22 pm *it's still better than before* VProwl 10:22 pm *If Ravage is trying to insult her intelligence—as is suggested by the second item in the list—then the third item is a... weird choice. Is he trying to up the insult by implying she's too dense to observe her surroundings, or is he suggesting she straight up can't see them?* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:23 pm *He multitasks.* VProwl 10:23 pm *And the puzzled look is back on Soundwave.* @S «... Hm.» *Well. SOUNDWAVE certainly isn't trying to imply that she's too dense to notice her surroundings, so that would suggest the latter, wouldn't it?* «I'd rather not.» Prowl 10:24 pm I don't need optics to know the layout of this building, Ravage. VProwl 10:24 pm *Well. That settles it.* *The things you don't notice when you spend your life determinedly avoiding optic contact with everyone around you.* Prowl 10:25 pm *the visor also helps* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:25 pm *Soundwave pings acknowledgment and sits up again, if reluctantly. If Prowl would rather not, he will behave accordingly. There's time enough later.* *Ravage just gives a dark chuckle and pushes the empty cube into the recycling machine.* =Goodnight, hm?=
*He'll pad toward the stairwell and upstairs, where there is peace and quiet. Sort of. The twins are off-duty right now. Close enough.* Prowl 10:27 pm The magic cards, Soundwave. Did Smokescreen see you about them? VProwl 10:27 pm *Now there's a much more important question. "Magic" cards.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:28 pm [[Oh, for Primus'...]]
*Ravage is definitely in trouble later.*
[[Fine. Yes. Yes, he did.]] Prowl 10:28 pm *also VProwl gets some respect for not being weird or nosy* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:28 pm [[As did a few dozen others. What of it.]] [[Elita investigated and found nothing wrong.]] Prowl 10:29 pm Hm, that explains it then. He was going on about me needing to watch out for Starscream when I go to Kaon. VProwl 10:29 pm Sorry, I've missed something here—"magic" cards? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:32 pm [[He's being ridiculous. It wasn't even our Starscream in the illustration.]]
*He's rubbing his crest again. Partly because Smokescreen, partly because he's trapped.*
[[A deck of them, yes. A greyface relic he was gifted some time ago. Drawing from it produces - /produced/ - unusual effects. Most of the time.]] VProwl 10:33 pm *skeptical squint* *... humor ping, question ping?* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:33 pm *Subtle helm shake. No, not a joke.* VProwl 10:33 pm ... """Magic""" cards? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:34 pm [[He can hear additional quotation marks in your voice, and he assures you he means what he said. In the sense that they must be called 'magic' because 'unexplained science cards' gets fewer volunteers.]] Prowl 10:35 pm That would depend on the mech, wouldn't it? VProwl 10:35 pm *good, he was trying to make them audible.* ... I'm going to need some more explanation. Prowl 10:36 pm This message has been removed. ((thank you, Cro ItsyBitsySpyers 10:37 pm [[It would hardly be interesting if he attracted a parade of Shockwaves and no-one else.]]
[[...As you wish. Where would you both like him to start.]]
*He can't lie to the one, and in speaking to them both, he is addressing the one, so he might as well ask them both.* VProwl 10:38 pm What are magic cards. Don't say "unexplained science cards." ItsyBitsySpyers 10:38 pm ((LMAO)) Prowl 10:38 pm That's a good place, yes. *she's going to have so many words for Smokescreen at this rate* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:41 pm *Oh, good. They agreed. That means less jumping back and forth for him.*
[[You recall the]] approaching a whisper [[banana?]] *Pause.* [[And what he said about the... the roaches?]] VProwl 10:41 pm *hesitates; then slowly, barely nods.* What do they have to do with each other? Prowl 10:43 pm I've read Ratchet's report. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:45 pm [[There is a species of creature in the multiverse that possess the ability to alter reality and fate in ways not unlike the you-know-what. In-person sightings are rare, but they are unafraid to make their presence known. They rarely trouble him these days, but when he first found the multiverse...]] Shakes his head. [[Becoming roach royalty was their doing. As were many other unpleasant incidents - and a few enjoyable ones, to be fair.]]
[[The relic was theirs, gifted to him some time ago. He does not know how it operated, precisely, but it had the power to make unusual things happen.]] Prowl 10:45 pm *they didn't mention roaches but Prowl's not going to derail to ask about that right now* *or Soundwave can kind of answer it anyway* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:45 pm [[One came to draw from it, in fact.]]
*That little grey doll-like being with sunglasses? That's on his visor now.* VProwl 10:45 pm *skeptical look intensifies* Prowl 10:46 pm This sounds like something Smokescreen would write. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:46 pm [[How DARE you.]] VProwl 10:46 pm It certainly sounds like something Smokescreen would believe. Prowl 10:46 pm *thank you* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:47 pm *Irritable huff.* VProwl 10:47 pm *Prowl has, thankfully, never been exposed to his writing.* Prowl 10:47 pm *She'll refrain from enlightening you* VProwl 10:47 pm *thank you* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:47 pm [[Ask Elita where she got her bow. Or Bevel, and /where the Star Saber went./]] Prowl 10:48 pm ...Bevel claims it was stolen. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:48 pm [[Bevel is lying. He has footage.]] [[Of every single card draw, in fact. That was why he asked for volunteers.]] VProwl 10:49 pm They /made you roach royalty/? They just... poof, and suddenly an entire alien species regards you as their lawful monarch, just like that? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:50 pm [[You watched every Predacon in that pit become you, and you question that?]] VProwl 10:50 pm *he's been trying very hard to forget.* Prowl 10:51 pm *pauses suddenly* This is the same magic that got you them back isn't it? That you said could bring Jazz back? VProwl 10:51 pm ... It was localized and temporary. It could have been a—a holomatter glitch. *oh and now we're on to necromancy. all right, cool, fantastic.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:52 pm [[No, it isn't. That was a ghost, and he's - never mind.]] *That isn't helping his case.*
[[It wasn't a holomatter glitch. The majority of this planet does not /have/ holomatter technology of that type.]] Prowl 10:52 pm *she has so many questions* VProwl 10:53 pm I was there with my projector, it could have come from me. That would explain why they turned into /me/. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:53 pm [[Explain why /he/ turned into you.]] [[Not that it wasn't a pleasant experience.]] Prowl 10:54 pm *pointedly ignores the last comment* VProwl 10:54 pm ... You've got a projector now, don't you? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:54 pm [[And he is fully capable of turning it on and off at will.]] VProwl 10:56 pm And I'm fully capable of not opening the Predacon avatar file in mine and yet there I was with it on, flopping around uselessly. It could have put out a localized signal that overrode our own access and turned the projectors on. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:57 pm *Soundwave huffs again. They're both going to think he's out of his mind, or else extremely gullible.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:59 pm [[...There was a card that caused Vehicons with matching paint jobs to arrive and seek the volunteer's company. Arcee and Tarantulas each picked it. So did Scavenger, but Scavenger's did not arrive. Did they come to him later?]] VProwl 11:01 pm No. Nor has anything else unusual happened to Scavenger. What do you mean "caused"? What—what happened, precisely? What's the process? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:03 pm *Damn. He thought if they had, maybe he could...*
[[/He doesn't know./ That is why he wanted volunteers. He wasn't going to draw from the thing himself. Sludge acquired a small fortune in energon cubes out of the ground itself only to have them blow up around him.]] *Hastily.* [[Which he /survived,/ by the way. Keep your handcuffs where they are.]] Prowl 11:05 pm The Vehicons could be down to good timing. However, the only people who could have stolen the Star Saber would need to be a Prime. Or have the limb of one, but Sentinel Prime's tomb has been undisturbed since Megatron broke in *she's ensured it* and Optimus' remains were smelted. No one else can lift it, let alone wield it. So either there is a rogue Prime in our universe, which is unlikely since we only had the one and he's dead. Or something else happened. VProwl 11:05 pm What do you mean, "acquired"? Be more specific—what /happened/? Did he draw a card, then spontaneously decide to pull out a shovel, dig five feet down, and find energon cubes? Did the cubes suddenly start raining out of the sky? Did a space bridge open up and a wagon full of cubes rolled through? What happened? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:07 pm *You know what he said about video? He's gonna play the one in question. And the ground literally cracks open to literally spew cube after PINK cube up out of itself in an unusually perfect formation.* *A card can even be seen in and then disappearing from Sludge's hand.* Prowl 11:08 pm What color is the energon? VProwl 11:08 pm Pink. Prowl 11:08 pm Our energon is blue. VProwl 11:09 pm *frowns, watching the video.* ... Could've been Primus? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:09 pm [[/Primus wouldn't summon an undead Predacon./]] *.....................Oops.* Prowl 11:09 pm He certainly has a sense of--here? VProwl 11:09 pm ... No, probably not. Prowl 11:09 pm *slightly panicked* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:10 pm *Vaguely scoff-ish.* [[Not here. It would have exploded. You know that. Wherever Knock Out lives.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 11:12 pm *He's digging himself a deeper and deeper hole. Pretty soon he'll be at the Core, and then he can just ask Primus to pull him the rest of the way into the Allspark.* Prowl 11:12 pm I would say it was Unicron but the deck would have exploded as well if it were infected. VProwl 11:12 pm Even Unicron can't make undead Predacons spontaneously appear. DID it spontaneously appear? Or did previously buried fossils suddenly animate. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:15 pm [[He wasn't there. He only has the brief recording he was given, and what Knock Out said tonight. And the appearance of the card. It was a fossil of a Predacon skull, and it... something about the sight of it made us both feel ill.]] [[He didn't know what to make of it until later, after Knock Out left.]] VProwl 11:17 pm ... What percentage of the cards drawn correlate with the sudden appearance of extremely unusual things or occurrence of extremely unusual events? Because—absolutely nothing of interest has happened to Scavenger. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:18 pm *Soundwave thinks and sorts through his files.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:25 pm [[45-50% had immediate effects. The rest either did not work or were proven to have delayed effects. He has not gotten reports from everyone who...]] *Soundwave goes still for a second. He worked out what happened to Bob. He'll just... not mention that right now.* [[From everyone who drew those.]] VProwl 11:27 pm *well. that's a high enough number that something definitely happened.* But—how? Prowl 11:27 pm *nothing's happened to her that can't be explained through other means* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:28 pm [[He can't tell you, other than it having been a trinket of greyface origin. He has no way to investigate it now, having burned it so it wouldn't spawn more corruption.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 11:29 pm [[It isn't the first item he received from them. It likely won't be the last.]] VProwl 11:29 pm You said "grayface" earlier too. That's—what? A species? Prowl 11:30 pm *nods* That seems wise. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:32 pm *...Grateful ping to his own Prowl. He wasn't expecting to hear that.*
[[As far as any of us who have been toyed with by them can tell. They rarely stick around long enough to answer questions. Taunting is more their style. Smokescreen could confirm that; he remains a favorite target.]] [[Nobody knows what else to call them. It is a common term based on their appearance.]] Prowl 11:33 pm The one here tonight? ItsyBitsySpyers 11:33 pm [[Yes.]] Prowl 11:33 pm *will remember to ask him about it next time they're both here again* VProwl 11:33 pm It's a poor descriptor. /We/ have gray faces. ... Well, most of us. Among those of us that have faces. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:34 pm *Nice catch, there.*
[[He didn't originate it. He just doesn't know what else to use.]] VProwl 11:35 pm So, they're aliens that possess technology so vastly superior to ours that we can't even begin to make sense of it as anything but flat-out magic, and they like to use it to screw around with us for—what—entertainment? ... All right, I suppose we deserve that. Prowl 11:38 pm We've certainly screwed around with plenty of other species and planets in our own way. *destroyed some* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:38 pm [[We do not deserve it. It is an understandable desire, but we don't.]]
[[He is surprised they have not gotten to the both of you before. Perhaps you scare them in a way he doesn't? Hmm.]] *Dismissive flick. He'll think about that later.* [[He hopes he has not directed them to you by speaking of them.]] Prowl 11:40 pm My exposure to the multiverse has been limited. I've been busy on our planet up until recently. VProwl 11:41 pm They're one of two things: conquerors or bullies. Conquerors would make a concerted effort to use their abilities to bring Cybertron to its knees, and that would include specifically targeting those with authority. Bullies would find amusing targets and needle at them endlessly. VProwl 11:43 pm From what you've described? They sound like bullies, not conquerors. The fact that they've taken a special interest in Smokescreen supports that. He's very bully-able. *as he knows from shameful personal experience.* Prowl 11:43 pm There are other ways to bring Cybertron to its knees than through conquest. VProwl 11:44 pm No, of course there is. But if their goal was conquest, bringing it to its knees would be a necessary step. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:45 pm *Is somehow very ruffled by the idea that he's bully-able and now resents the greyfaces for yet another thing. Who gave them permission to see HIM that way?* VProwl 11:45 pm It's not "if they're bringing it to its knees, they're trying to conquer," it's "if they're trying to conquer, they're bringing it to its knees" Prowl 11:45 pm The Quintessons claimed to want to help us as well, but these greyfaces don't seem able to decide if they're helping or hindering. Which is... *decides she doesn't trust these greyfaces in the slightest* I would need to observe them more but they don't sound well organized, whatever they are. VProwl 11:46 pm Which is what leads me to believe that they're bullies rather than conquerors. No organization, no goal, no logical progression of events. And I have spent most of my life working to make myself as boring a target to bullies as possible. So I don't think they'll suddenly find themselves attracted to me. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:50 pm [[They claimed a great many things when we went to that water-planet. They still couldn't have done half the things greyfaces have done to him. He would /almost/ prefer to deal with the Quintessons.]]
*Nods to the Prowl he's sitting with.* [[Good. Perhaps he should take lessons from you in that respect.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 11:54 pm [[But it grows late, and he does not care to recall all of those stories at this hour. Especially the transformations.]] *Shudder.* [[In any case, if you find out what Scavenger's cards did, please, tell him. And you - watch out for yourself.]]
*Don't think he missed that Smokescreen was warning PROWL to beware Starscream. Someone pulled for somebody else. Prowl 11:54 pm ...I suppose. At least I know how to deal with them. *she's surprised Soundwave is mentioning that when she was speaking specifically of the Age of Wrath* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:54 pm *Someone hasn't had time to go back to the Hall of Records and inspect the newest recoveries and submissions.* VProwl 11:56 pm *especially the WHATS now?* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:56 pm *You heard him.* Prowl 11:57 pm Of course. Will you forward me the recording of Smokescreen's card draw? *she won't be able to review it immediately, but it seems like a good idea to add it to her personal work pile* VProwl 11:57 pm *there is a vast gap between "hearing" and "comprehending"* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:58 pm [[He will send it in the morning.]]
*Prowl can always ask if he follows Soundwave upstairs, but Soundwave's not sure he can handle this much defying the laws of existence in one night.* Prowl 11:58 pm Thank you. VProwl 11:59 pm *Soundwave just said, specifically, that he does not care to recall those stories at this hour. So he won't ask. He'll just WONDER.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:59 pm *Ask in the morning, then. That's a different hour.* Prowl 11:59 pm *she'll get to her feet now and nod to them both* Good night, Prowl. Soundwave. Thank you for the... enlightening conversation. Yesterday ItsyBitsySpyers 11:59 pm [[He'd say you're welcome, but he doesn't think you meant that. Goodnight.]] VProwl 12:00 am Evening. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:02 am *Soundwave stands and massages the sides of his helm.*
[[He is in desperate need of either distraction or recharge. You're welcome to follow him if you like.]] VProwl 12:04 am Recharge, I think. *he follows.* ... Just—final check—this ISN'T some elaborate prank, right? ItsyBitsySpyers 12:09 am *Soundwave stops partway to the stairs and looks over his shoulder.*
[[He has not broken that rule yet and he is not about to start.]] VProwl 12:10 am Okay. Just—there was someone else here, I didn't know if... Never mind. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:10 am [[He is not fond of her, and does not trust her very well, but he was not pulling a prank.]] [[Come. We will get what rest we can.]] *And up he goes, going, gone.* VProwl 12:12 am *and he follows. not sure how much rest HE'LL get, but at least he's going to try.*
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The Marriage of Lanayru, Chapter Seven
The Ghosts of the Past
Zelda reflects on what Ganondorf means to her and consults Midna about the nature of his magic.
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Zelda sighed as she looked out over the lights of Hyrule Castle from the window of her tower room. The day had been a nightmare, with interminable meetings and a steady stream of documents requiring her attention. The procession of tasks necessary to rebuild her kingdom after the siege seemed endless, and now she had the situation in Kakariko to deal with as well.
After their brief visit to the old Sheikah village, Ganondorf had gone off somewhere, and she hadn't seen him since. He had not objected to the prospect of becoming the next king, but she wondered if he were really cut out for the job. No matter what he may have been in his own time, running a country was vastly different than leading an army; a monarch cannot simply disappear and tend to his own business in the middle of the day.
It was embarrassing for Zelda to admit to herself that she had expected anything of Ganondorf. She originally intended for him to act as little more than a figurehead, and it suited her purposes for him to be here in the castle. If he returned to the desert, as she strongly suspected he wished to do, she would no longer be able to keep an eye on him.
Zelda turned away from the window and glanced at the pile of books on the small table that had served as a desk during her imprisonment. She had read about the Gerudo, a tribe that once built a thriving civilization strong enough to rival Hyrule. By all accounts they had enjoyed the prosperity that accompanied their assiduous management of the trade routes passing between the kingdoms that lay beyond the border of the western mountains. These kingdoms no longer sent emissaries, and Zelda did not know whether they had fallen into decline. Had Ganondorf attacked Hyrule because the Gerudo were suffering economically due to dwindling trade? Or had the Gerudo grown so wealthy and powerful that he assumed he would be able to conquer Hyrule without resistance?
The histories she consulted had not provided her with the answers she sought. Perhaps the only person who could tell her what happened was Ganondorf. How incredible it was that she found herself in the company of a living artifact from Hyrule's past. Everything from his accent to his gestures to the manner in which he ate was foreign to her, and she could never tell whether his strangeness was the product of his Gerudo heritage or of his temporal displacement.
Regardless, Ganondorf did not seem like the sort of person who would carelessly bring about the demise of his kingdom. Zelda was not blind to the hideous and terrible anger he carried within him, but even at his most furious he had maintained an iron-fisted control over himself. She had been enthralled during his battle against Link. She knew Link would win – he was fated to win – but she'd spent years studying the art of the sword, and she watched Ganondorf with keen interest. He was clearly uncomfortable with the heft and balance of the sword he wielded, but every move he made was calculated and deliberate.
It was clear to her that Ganondorf was not a madman, and the danger he posed lay not in the strength of his body or of his magic, but rather the strength of his will. Zelda realized he could be valuable to her, and that she may be able to use him. She decided to spare his life, and her resolve endowed her with the strength to pierce the magical barrier that separated her from him. To Link's amazement, she stayed the blade of the mythical Master Sword with her own hand.
If she were being honest with herself, however, she would have to admit that her decision to save Ganondorf had already been made in the moment when he pressed his mouth to hers, sharing her breath as he passed the essence of his Triforce into her dying body. She had been filled with the exhilaration of the energy flowing into her, and she understood for the first time what power meant. It was not just the burden of responsibility, but the freedom of an infinite potential.
Zelda turned away from the window and walked to the mirror. She blew onto it and wrote a quick succession of glyphs on its clouded surface. The glass pulsed with light twice, and then Midna's face jumped into sharp focus.
Zelda laughed in surprise. "That was quick."
Midna grinned back at her as she twirled a strand of hair around her finger. "I've been waiting. What kept you? Were you with your loverboy?" Midna's lips curled in distaste. "Because I certainly hope not."
"It's been a long day," Zelda replied. "Listen, speaking of Ganondorf, I have a question. What is magic, exactly? Is it something you were born with, as a Twili? Or is it something you inherited as a princess?"
"Wow." Midna raised her eyebrows. "Way to get metaphysical right off the bat."
Zelda shook her head. "I don't care about the theory, just the basic practicalities."
"Of course not, no one cares about the theory. As for the practicalities, we Twili have varying levels of ability. I was lucky enough to be born with a little magic, but I wouldn't have gotten anywhere if I hadn't studied my ass off for years. Isn't that what you did?"
"I... no. I didn't study magic." Zelda was embarrassed. "What magic I have came to me with the Triforce, and I really don't understand anything about it. We don't have books about magic here in Hyrule. But, since you were able to study it, do you think it was the same with the Gerudo?"
"Hmmmm..." Midna tapped her finger against her chin as she considered the question. "I don't know much about the Gerudo. Back in the day, you Hylians had a great deal of magic yourselves, so I wouldn't be surprised if the Gerudo had their own traditions. As someone who hated studying, I can tell you that your fiancé strikes me as someone who probably loved it. He's such a damn nerd."
Zelda covered her mouth with her hand to hide her grin. She had never thought of Ganondorf like that before, but Midna's description of him was apt.
Midna rolled her eyes and continued. "You know what I'm talking about, then. That boy spent too much time reading, and then he became a loner with unrealistic ambitions and a delusional savior complex. He's such a stereotype. Honestly, I don't know how you stand him. Still... I can't deny that he's good at what he does, and there's probably a reason the Triforce chose him. There's no accounting for taste, I guess."
Zelda was amused, but she pressed on with her line of questioning. "You said that you don't know much about the Gerudo. Can you tell me anything?"
Midna shrugged. "Not really, only that they were one of the tribes of Hyrule. Like I said, I'm not a huge fan of digging through old books."
"Do you know if they were associated with boars?"
Midna scowled. "I don't know whether they were or not, but I can tell you who is – the man you stupidly decided to marry. You were really out of it when Link and I fought him in your castle, probably because he had just possessed your body, which, you know, is obviously a healthy start to a relationship. Can we talk about that, by the way?"
"Midna, please."
"Okay, whatever. Anyway, your hubby-to-be transformed himself into a giant boar, except it was more of a demon, just raw strength and pure rage. Or, it wasn't really a boar; it had thick fleshy toes instead of hooves, and I can't swear that it wasn't scaly. It creeped me out, and let me tell you, I've seen some things..."
Midna paused for a moment and massaged her temples before continuing. "In any case, that's what you can thank for the destruction of your throne room. You're not going to want to hear this, but I think he was trying to take on the form of the legendary demon king Ganon. I mean, that's how he persuaded that idiot Zant, by saying he was Ganon. It would make sense, given that he calls himself 'Ganondorf.' The thing is, though – I'm pretty sure Ganon isn't just a legend. I think it's real, and I think it has something to do with why we Twili were banished from Hyrule in the first place. I can tell you the story, but why don't you tell me why you're asking about boars in the first place?"
"I'm sorry, Midna," Zelda responded. Her suspicions had been confirmed, and her heart was racing. "I think I have to go. Can we talk about this later?"
"Oh..." Midna's face fell. "I bet you just remembered an important conversation you're supposed to be having with someone else. Fine. But be careful with him, okay? I wouldn't trust him any farther than I can throw a, you know, a..."
"A pumpkin?" Zelda suggested.
"That's right!" Midna snapped her fingers.
Zelda smiled, grateful for Midna's concern. "I don't believe Ganondorf is a threat. At least, not in the way everyone thinks he is. Still, I suspect he knows something that he's not telling me."
"Have you tried using your feminine wiles? I bet he's a real beast in bed, if you know what I'm saying."
Zelda raised an eyebrow. "You're one to talk. By the way, how's Link?"
"Listen, Zelda," Midna said, suddenly serious. "We'll be here for you, me and Link. We're right on the other side of this mirror. If you need us, just reach out, okay? We'll come for you."
Midna raised her hand to the glass. "Thank you," Zelda whispered, touching her fingers to Midna's palm.
The connection flickered and died out, and Zelda allowed her shoulders to drop. She rolled her head and rubbed the back of her neck. Her heart was still pounding in her chest, and she felt her exhaustion fading. She was looking forward to talking with Ganondorf, and she knew exactly where to find him.
I bet he's a real beast in bed. Midna's words lingered in Zelda's mind, and her face grew warm as she blushed. What she didn't want to tell her friend was how incredible it felt when Ganondorf's spirit had entered her. He offered her his life, and she had taken it, knowing full well what sort of power it would give him over her. When he came to her in her tower room, he was not the prince she had always dreamed of, but he was the only person who had ever seen her in a moment of true weakness and not turned away in disappointment. However terrible he may have been, she was not afraid of him.
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