#Soundwave is jealous and tryed to get a cat

[lovinglonerhybrid]

Prowl owns a cat. No one knows where it came from, it was just in his office one day.

[what-if-i-like-my-mechs-older]

Pt26

If there was one thing Orion could say for his secret admirer, is that he seemed to make sure he wouldn't leave until he'd been put offline for the night and woke up clean as if he'd been through a deep clean at a car wash at Sumdacs.

The Autobot stretched and turned over in his berth, arms folded he rested his cheek on them.

One day he'd find him still there, maybe he should start asking the mechs he slept with if they were alright with staying the night, he wouldn't mind a little cuddle, kiss and coo.

However his thoughts were interrupted when he was met with a pair or red optics and a nose gently nudging at him.

Orion reached over and picked Ravage up , smiling brightly as he cuddled him, Ravages back to his chest as he kissed the top of his head.

The panther Decepticon definitely hadn't been expecting that, but this was ...nice , but should he tell him he wasn't like the Earth ca-

Soon he was receiving scratches under his chin and decided , no, no, I can be a house cat for the moment, this is too relaxing and I can sense from the idiots field he needs this.

He knew how kind Orion had been to Rumble and Frenzy , but as this went on he couldn't help but start purring in contentment, maybe he should doze off here.

"You know Ravage, one of the things I've enjoyed about being here is that , I don't have to be a leader, I get to be like everyone else, just a Cybertronian."

Ravage listened , still pretending for the moment he couldn't talk, but internally rolled his optics, so Optimus really didn't know he brought a strangely calming effect to the other soldiers, there had certainly been less infighting.

Of course though, Orion did argue a lot with Soundwave....nnnnrgh it was hard to think when the petting was so relaxing he could even tolerate the 'who's a cute kitty cat' coming from Pax , just so long as he didn't stop, he even accepted the fuss Optimus made of his paw pads, only because it was amusing to see a Prime be so gooey over him.

The autobot heard the door open and immediately stopped , pretending to be asleep like a kid who'd just narrowly escaped being found out by their mother.

Nope, he wasn't getting up, see his optics were closed and everything, he was clearly asleep.

"Orion, Megatron has decided to up your clearance as you've made no attempt to escape or even sway soldiers into helping you escape so you could see the Autobots."

He cracked an eye open and frowned.

Ah it was Soundwave.

"No, carrier, can't you see I'm asleep, I'm being a good bot."

(In other words he just sarcastically called him mum)

Soundwave paused as he went over his data pad.

"I will ignore your sarcastic comment Pax and-"

Orion reached up and pressed one of the buttons on Soundwaves pelvis making the Decepticon faulter.

"Pax, what are you doing?"

Soundwave grumbled holding his wrist.

"Trying to find the snooze button."

He extended his fingers and pressed another.

This time Soundwave slapped his hand away, he could feel his frame stirring and he wasn't going to let him get to him like that.

"Ow."

"You brought it on yourself."

Soundwave returned dropping the pad on him.

"Past mission reports, apparently Lord Megatron believes a fresh pair of optics might help see anything that we've missed."

"In other words, more desk work."

"Affirmative."

Soundwave stated, opening up his chest window, he notice Orion craning his head, clearly curious about the inner workings.

"Ravage return."

Orion sat up when Ravage obeyed, hoping to get a proper look , but Soundwave was quick to snap it shut.

"Oh you're no fun, probably just jealous that I wasn't playing with your pu-"

He huffed only to make a gagging sound as the end of Soundwaves blaster was pushed into his mouth, the white frame at the end of it pressed against his tongue as the tip hit the back of his throat.

The energy from it tingled over his glossa, an optic ridge raise as a smirk formed as best it could.

"Un hay, di'hun hoe ou er inho hat."

(Gun play, didn't know you were into that.)

Soundwave understood what he'd said and pressed it firmer against his tongue.

"There's many things you don't know about me, now return to work, I'm sure Lord Megatron would enjoy your company."

He pulled the blaster from Orions mouth, seeing the fang marks in it, he couldn't really be upset, it was his own fault for putting it there.

Orion looked at the pad he'd been given muttering under his breath.

"Miserable old aft."

"Petulant Autobrat."

"Wait you heard that?"

Soundwave's expression behind the mask had a wickedly delightful smile.

"I hear many things Pax, you and your visitor were far from quiet."

Well now , he hadn't expected him to blush , but he left him alone on that note to carry on with his duties.

Image for those who can't remember what Soundwave's hand gun looks like.

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[redwryvernwrites]

Sounders factoids plz

Oh Soundwave, my poor tragic Decepticon. How I torture you so. Things will get… interesting for you in Shattered Alloys.

Soundwave’s favourite animals are elephants. While on the run from GHOST he befriended a herd in Africa.

Eurythmia is one of the few places unscathed by the Cybertronian War simply because it’s Soundwave’s favourites and so Lord Megatron declared it neutral territory.

Soundwave learnt that he could read minds by accidentally reading a younger Blitzwing and saying he had several personalities in front of his entire platoon. Needless to say it didn’t do wonders for others opinions of him and he became scorned for his abilities.

Even though his jealousy of his younger brother Scion on made him act out towards him, Soundwave does love him dearly. He has never stopped blaming himself for the both of them leaving. He would give anything to have his brother and mother back.

Soundwave became jealous of a bot named Kiloton who sought to join the Decepticons due to being D16/Megatron’s friend as cogless miners. He traumatised Kiloton into going into hiding after the end of the War. His name didn’t help his case being close to “Kilotron”, his carrier’s name.

Starscream and Soundwave have been friends since Megatronus Prime introduced them to each other. Although Soundwave struggles with his emotions and isn’t always the most friendly, Starscream still understands that Soundwave is trying and likes him.

Soundwave created Ravage shortly after Rumble and Frenzy after seeing Megatron take an interest in Starscream’s pet cat, Snuggles.

His favourite music depends on his mood but when he’s happy, Soundwave loves vaporwave and when he’s angry he likes classical baroque.

One of Soundwave’s hobbies is nature photography. He would often travel to places on remote worlds and photograph them. Starscream would sometimes tag along, his scientific curiosity being helpful.

Soundwave saw Megatronus Prime as his sire, and likewise, Megatronus saw him as his sparkling. 

Bonus Ravage fact: Megatron is Ravage’s favourite bot due to the huge amount of heat his frame gives off. Makes him perfect for a surface to sleep on.

[booksrbetterthanpeople]

Headcanon’s about DC Kids AU: Aurore’s hero name would be Whirlpool. Cosette’s would be Buzz Kill. Zoe’s realtionship with her blood siblings in a nutshell: “If I have a Penny for each half sibling that is only a few months older than me and is a jerk, I would have 2 Pennies. It’s not much, but weird that happened twice”. Mireille screamed at Volpina during a battle to make her illusions disappear.

Okay, let's do this!

Zoé: 'Sup, dick?

Dick: I can hear you using lowercase 'D,' you basic-ass blonde.

Zoé: Jealous I got a hot girlfriend and Starfire met someone else? Yeah, fuck you, dick.

-

Jean: Okay, okay! If you guys had to choose your superhero names... What would they be?!

Simon: Kid Quick.

Denise: Really?

Simon: Kid Flash is taken.

Ismael: Krypto-Kid.

Aurore: Okay, not bad. Simon, take notes. I'd go by Whirlpool.

Cosette: Can't decide between AC/DC, Buzz Kill, or Voltage. There's just too many electricity puns!

Zoé: I am the night. I am the vengeance. I am... Still thinking of something other than Robin.

-

Mireille: Hey, Volpina!

Volpina Illusions: What?!

Mireille: *Screams, causing the illusions to disappear when they're hit by the strong soundwaves, revealing the real Volpina who's going to have tinnitus for real*

-

*Still coming up with names*

Simon: Uh... Lightning Run?

Cosette: The electricity-based stuff is mine.

Simon: Ugh! This is hard! Marc, you go!

Marc: Would my Tamaranean-translated name suffice?

Aurore: Depends. What is it?

Marc: Myzan'r.

Jean: I like it!

Simon: Aw, come on!

-

Simon: Anyone want Japanese food for lunch?

Ismael: Sure.

Denise: I could eat.

Mireille: Pick me up some onigiri.

Simon: Be right back. *Dashes off, then returns seconds later with five bags in his hands* Guess who had time to grab mochi!

-

Kiran: Marc! Do the thing! Do the thing!

Marc: Okay, come here!

Nathaniel: What thing?

Marc: *Holding Kiran* Ready... Set... *Throws Kiran high into the air*

Nathaniel: ...

Marc: ... *Catches Kiran back in his arms* Nathaniel, would you like to try?

Nathaniel: *Backs away* No.

Ismael, Denise, and Marc can deadlift the Eiffel Tower like it's nothing

While on the phone, Aurore walked into the pool without a second thought and resumed her conversation for about ten minutes. It baffled Kim and Ondine for weeks

Lacey LOVES getting head pats. It's even better when she turns into a cat

Sometimes Jean talks in reverse without even thinking, and inadvertently casts a few spells

Whenever sunspots occur, Cosette's powers go haywire and create an electrical aura around her. It's best to keep your distance for a few hours... Or days

Denise doesn't even need the Lasso of Truth. Just one glare from them can have any pour soul spilling their guts

So she’s not blowing everyone’s eardrums out by stress-screaming, Mireille took up boxing to get her anger out

Tamaranean puberty can start at any age. For Marc, it started when he was fifteen, and he spent the week covering his face with his hood

Aurore: Marc, I'm sure it's not that bad.

Marc: *Crying* Yes, it is! I look like a raw glorkaroach!

Denise: Hon, you're probably blowing this all out of proportion. Now, let's see that darling face, and- *Marc pulls down his hood* Oh! Oh, Athena! That is not right!... *Pulls Marc's hood back up and pats his head* Yeah, just... Keep that on.

Marc: *Cries again*

Their outfits have some elements of their hero parents

Aurore’s skirts and tops have gold fish scales, and she has trident earrings

Mireille manages to make leather and sweaters work with each other. She also has a lot of fishnets

It’s not rare to see stars embroidered on Denise’s skirts

Marc often wears purple and jewelry made from metals found on Tamaran

Simon wears more warm colors and a few of his shirts have The Flash’s logo embroidered on it

Cosette’s color schemes usually consist of blue, yellow, white, and black

Zoé’s got a lot of black with some hints of yellow. There’s no way in hell she’s going out in Robin colors again

Ismael’s cardigan is a brighter shade of blue with red cuffs

A lot of Reshma’s clothes have vine patterns on the sleeves and hems

Lacey wears Beast Boy’s signature shade of purple with some hints of black

Jean dresses all fancy with bow ties, crop jackets, and tiny top hats on a headband

Now as for Jean and Austin’s relationship- Jean often makes Austin’s favorite flowers appear in his locker

Oh, and Austin knows that he and his friends are related to DC heroes. His dad actually came across Zoé’s dad a few times in Gotham before he was put away

They don’t care much for the Marvel heroes

Simon: Darkseid. The most dangerous villain in the universe. Powerful enough to defeat any hero he faces.

Ismael: Even Superman?

Simon: Yes.

Zoé: Batman?

Simon: Yes.

Reshma: Spider-Man?

Simon: Well, Spider-Man wouldn't fight Darkseid.

Marc: Is it because he is too lazy?

Ismael: What a bum!

Lacey: You know, this really lowers my opinion of Spider-Man.

Whenever they go into battle, there’s always this weird sequence with a 40s-era sounding announcer

Assembled in the tenth grade class of Francoise DuPont in Paris are the world's greatest young heroes. Simon! The fastest demiboy on Earth, but needs to improve his endurance. Zoé! He REALLY hates his brothers! Denise! They’ve got bracelets, and a rope! Cosette! A human taser with outdated slang! Lacey! The animal shapeshifter who sometimes eats meat! Jean! A spectacular magician who can talk in reverse and confuse people! Ismael! He successfully managed Superman’s signature curl! Marc! This alien prince is already spoken for, boys! Mireille! She can and will destroy your eardrums! And Aurore! She hates dolphins and finds them to be jerks! Evil-doers beware! These kids are doing things! Everywhere! With their underwear on the outside!

*The DC Kids look around for the source of the voice*

Aurore: Where is that coming from?!

Simon: *Searching through his bag* I-is there like a tape recorder somewhere?

Marc: *Blasts a hole through the wall* Still can’t find it!

[darkershining]

Just watched episode 14 of Wonderful Pretty Cure, in which Mayu has her first sleepover at Iroha's place.

The episode begins with Mayu looking for Yuki, and noticing Yuki hasn't eaten in a while. Searching around, she eventually finds Yuki under her bed and notices she doesn't seem to be feeling well. Concerned, she quickly brings Yuki over to Iroha's family's clinic for a check-up.

Iroha's mother, Youko, determines that Yuki's condition isn't anything serious, she's just tired herself out. Noticing Mayu's still worried, Iroha suggests she stay over for the night, so that they can keep an eye on Yuki to make sure she gets the rest she needs and being able to ask for Youko's help if something else comes up. Mayu is at first nervous, having never been to a sleepover before, but with some encouragement from Yuki, she accepts the offer.

While walking Komugi, Iroha wonders what food Mayu likes, wanting to make sure she has a good time at the sleepover. They come across Satoru, and explain the situation to him. As Iroha leaves, Satoru notices Daifuku giving him a look, taking a moment to assure the rabbit he's not jealous at how close Iroha and Mayu have gotten and is only concerned she might potentially discover their secret if they're not careful.

While their parents talk, Mayu and Iroha go to check on Yuki. Mayu is relieved that Yuki seems to be recovering, and ends up having a good time at the sleepover. However, later in the night, Komugi wakes up Iroha, having sensed a Garugaru hatching somewhere. The two intend to sneak out and deal with it before Mayu and the others wake up, but the Garugaru, a rooster, starts loudly cawing, waking up Satoru, Mayu and Iroha's parents, although Iroha's parents decide to just go back to sleep noticing how early it is and just assuming the noise was from a regular rooster.

With Mayu awake, Iroha struggles to think of an explanation for where she and Komugi are going. Komugi speaks up, telling her they need to get going. As Mayu wonders if she is dreaming after witnessing Komugi talk, Iroha points out to Komugi that they need to keep the Pretty Cure stuff a secret, only for Komugi to point out that she didn't even mention the Pretty Cure. As Mayu realizes she isn't dreaming, Iroha tells her to just wait for them to come back and she'll explain everything then.

Iroha and Komugi head out, and Yuki realizes that Mayu intends to follow them and tries to stop Mayu from leaving. However, she is unable to get her to stay, and since her cat cage is locked, she can't follow her either.

As Mayu catches up to Iroha and Komugi, who have found the Garugaru, she ends up witnessing Komugi turning into a human, realizing the two Komugis are in fact one and the same. She then witnesses the two turning into Pretty Cure, as Satoru arrives and has her follow him to a safe spot where he can explain the situation to her while they watch the two Cures trying to calm the rooster.

Due to her more sensitive hearing, Cure Wonderful ends up being more affected by the Garugaru's sound attacks than Friendy, leaving her complaining about her ears ringing. Mayu goes over to ask if there's anything she can do to help. Friendy appreciates the offer, even if she can't think of anything. Satoru, however, has an idea, and suggests Friendy see if their barriers can reflect the soundwaves.

It works, and the Cures use their barriers to reflect the Garugaru's sound waves back at it, leaving it disoriented. Cure Wonderful apologizes for subjecting it to the loud noise, before she and Friendy purify the rooster and send it home.

As they are heading back, Komugi suggests Mayu become a Pretty Cure. Mayu doesn't think she has what it takes, but assures them she'll at least keep their secret and is willing to help out if there's anything else she can potentially do. As they return to Iroha's room, Yuki is relieved to see that Mayu is okay. As they talk about what happened, they note that Cure Nyammy didn't show up this time, with Yuki being displeased to realize that Mayu has gotten further involved with the Pretty Cures.

Another good episode! Mayu is now part of the group, and of course, I'm wondering how this'll affect the Cures' next encounter with Cure Nyammy. Hopefully, she won't be too hostile about it. Ironically enough, Yuki's attempts to keep Mayu from not getting involved in all of it have basically resulted in the opposite. And of course, I look forward to seeing what happens when they all figure out who Cure Nyammy really is.

I'll be looking forward to the next episode!

[primroseprime2019]

Catformers-4

Miko giggled as she videoed Starscream playing with a ball of yarn in the middle of the room.

Thomas smirked as he watched the cat. The smell of pancakes, bacon and eggs was in the air which meant that Gregory was cooking.

Natalia decided to get up and help him.

“Are we stuck with eating food like this all the time or what?” Mirage huffed. Colby looked at him in confusion, “what? Cat food?”

“Yeah,” the Snowshoe Cat grumbled. “Well until we find a way to get you all back to normal, that’s all you’re gonna eat,” Leslie said.

“You know, some cats usually eat other foods,” Miko said, “my cats do it all the time.”

Paige walked into the room, holding Optimus in her arms. The Prime was asleep and curled up, soft purrs escaping him.

Harry chuckled softly. Predaking grumbled softly, his tail lashing sideways.

Arcee chuckled, “what, you jealous?”

Predaking huffed in response. Kaitlin snickered and Ivan knelt down and gently rubbed the Persian’s head. Predaking immediately purred and nuzzled his hand.

“I just realized something,” Raf said and Miko and Leslie looked at him. Megatron looked at him.

“Well… you’re not really Transformers at the moment,” the Condorus Transcendant continued, “so… what exactly can we call you?”

“Catformers has a nice ring to it,” Demetrius smirked.

The cats looked at each other. “I like it,” Cliffjumper chuckled. “Same,” Breakdown smiled.

“Sounds nice,” Knockout chuckled.

“Then it’s settled,” Gregory said as he and Natalia came over with plates that levitated behind them.

“Catformers it is,” Miko giggled. Paige chuckled softly. Ivan smiled as he rubbed Soundwave’s head. The cat purred and leaned into his hand, his tail flicking.

“It’s amazing how a silent con like Soundwave can purr,” Raf chuckled. “Yep,” Leslie said, “kinda unsettling.”

Soundwave looked at Leslie and she put her hands up. Colby smiled.

"Easy, Soundwave, we're just joking," Colby said, trying to soothe the furry Decepticon. Soundwave blinked his bright blue optics at Leslie, his purring continuing as he gradually calmed down.

Meanwhile, their attention was drawn back to Gregory, who placed the plates of delicious-smelling breakfast on the table. The enticing aroma filled the air, making their mouths water in anticipation.

"Dig in, everyone," Natalia said with a warm smile, taking a seat at the table.

The Catformers wasted no time, instinctively hopping onto their designated chairs. They may have been cats now, but they could still navigate human furniture surprisingly well. Miko, Thomas, Paige, and the rest of their friends joined them, excitement evident on their faces.

As they enjoyed their meal, laughter and friendly banter filled the room. It was almost as if their current predicament had brought them closer together, forging a stronger bond among all of them.

Raf chuckled as he watched Mirage attempt to delicately eat with his paw, something he hadn't quite mastered yet. Miko playfully rolled a grape across the table, and Starscream pounced on it, batting it around like a tiny soccer ball.

Soundwave kept his usual silent demeanor, but his content purring persisted, occasional vibrations that showed his appreciation. Even Predaking, who had initially been grumbling, seemed to have relaxed, happily lapping up a saucer of milk that Natalia had set out for him.

Throughout the laughter and enjoyment, Raf's earlier question about their identity lingered in the back of their minds. They were Transformers, that much was true, but their current feline forms raised an interesting dilemma.

"Well, we may not be traditional Transformers right now, but maybe that doesn't matter," Smokescreen mused, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled over the group as they finished their meal.

"What do you mean?" Moonracer asked, looking both curious and perplexed.

"I mean, we're still Transformers at the core, right? Our spark is still the same," Smokescreen explained. "So maybe it doesn't really matter what we call ourselves. We're still us, no matter what shape we take."

His words resonated with the group, and they nodded in agreement. They may have been temporarily transformed into cats, but they remained the same individuals.

"Exactly," Flamewar chimed in. "We're still the Autobots and Decepticons we know and love. The only difference is that we have paws and fur now."

Airachnid giggled. "Plus, being called Catformers does have a certain charm to it."

The others chuckled and nodded in approval, accepting their new moniker. As the breakfast came to an end and their bellies were satisfied, they began planning the next steps to find a way to return to their original forms.

[robotsnailz]

Reformed!TFP Soundwave,Shockwave, and Megatron HCs

This is entirely self-indulgent but I don't care✨

Also! The reader is the human paired with them, platonically or romantically is up to you :)

Soundwave

The second he found out about memes, he was already displaying reaction images on his face-screen

If his partner is upset, he will play from the multitude of funny cat videos he has stored in his drives to cheer them up.

He uses Bing.

+30000 relationship points if his partner has a bird or a cat. Those are like minicons, but, for humans!

He really loves music. Especially synthwave.

Shockwave

He doesn't spend too much time with the human he's partnered with, so their relationship isn't as developed.

Though he does care about the human deep,deep down.

He loves reading, especially scientific journals. He sometimes asks his partner to read to him while he's working.

If he needs the human to move, he doesn't ask, he just picks them up by the back collar of their clothes like a kitten. And moves them accordingly.

If he's having a rough day, he may ask his partner to massage his audial fins, because it is very relaxing for him.

Megatron

He's a gamer

He mostly likes darker games like Dark Souls, Shadow of the Collusus,and Doom, but he also plays Animal Crossing

He was first convinced to play it so his partner could get new items/villagers, but then he got really invested

Now his island is fucking amazing

He gets jealous easily, and he'll try to look better than whatever his partner is paying attention to over him

He wants to learn to play violin, but mass displacement takes too much energy for him to practice

*insert image of normal sized megs desperately trying to play a violin*

[liaswritesrobots]

TFA Master List

Reader thanks Bumblebee with kiss

Starscream falls for new Autobot

Bumblebee falls for new Autobot

Bumblebee flirts with shy human

Ratchet finds reader asleep

Bumblebee gushes about his crush

OP, Ratchet, Prowl realize they're in love

Human thinks they can't be with OP because of past with Blackarchnia

Reader gushes about loving Blackarchnia

Nagaformers!Ratchet fluff

OP being a father figure to reader

Reader admits crush on Prowl

Blitzwing with crush on vehicle con

Prowl finds out S/O has a cat rescue

Slow Dance With Optimus Prime

Prowl with non-binary bot S/O

Human tells Blackarchnia she loves her

Pining OP, Ratchet, Prowl

Blitzwing with human S/O

Ratchet and Reader in compromising position

Starscream kidnaps Autobot human

OP and S/O talk about past with Elita, S/O gets a little jealous

Ultra Magnus being father figure to reader

Human poses as traitor, falls for Starscream

Prowl and shy human pine for each other

OP's S/O mom friends everyone

OP and Ratchet with sassy excited S/O

OP, Ratchet, Prowl meet a baby for first time

Pining Prowl first kiss

Bumblebee trying to get close to reader because of fortune cookie

Bumblebee and Bot S/O training

TW: Self Harm mention, Ratchet comforting reader after seeing scars

OP, Ratchet, Prowl fall for Decepticon

Decepticon medic headcanons

Prowl pines for oblivious human

OP surprise kisses from S/O

Blitzwing, Megatron, Soundwave with S/O that sews clothes cause they can't afford ones

OP kiss and confession from bubbly human

OP finds out his S/O is a witch

Reader comforts terrified Skywarp

Blurr and human go for a drive and star gazing

OP cuddles and kisses stressed S/O

Nagaformers!Megatron part 1

Nagaformers!Megatron part 2

Nagaformers!Megatron part 3

Starscream flirts with Bot part 1

Starscream flirts with Bot part 2

Prowl and fem!human listen to each other's spark and heart

Blitzwing falls for a human

S/O gives OP a candle

Blitzwing as a dad

Pining Blurr accidentally confesses

Blitzwing and Cons react to Blitzwing's sparkling

Blitzwing and S/O first kiss, date, etc

Megatron, Blitzwing, Lugnut, Starscream react to an Earth meme

Affectionate Megatron headcanons

Blitzwing with S/O that gets angry easily

Waspinator with pyromaniac pyrokinesis S/O

Optimus fluff with a sad S/O

OP, Megatron, Starscream, and Shockwave react to becoming human and S/O being a bot

Blitzwing with a human that loves destruction

Blackarachnia and Blitzwing see their friend cry on the nemesis

OP and Ratchet try to help stressed S/O as they reapply for college

Megatron and Magnus with human S/O

Blitzwing finds his human crying, he's never seen them cry

Reader offers to help Megatron when he's sick

Ultra Magnus/reader cuddling fluff

OP sees S/O's Decepticon fangs under mask

Blackarchnia helps her human friend celebrate Halloween

Nagaformers!Optimus meets human in forest

Prowl with S/O that can feel moods based off energy color

Blitzwing/Cyclonus/Human, Blitzwing gets Halloween and Christmas mixed up

S/O can't make it home for Christmas so Blurr visits them

Optimus suggests cuddling to warm S/O

Blitzwing wraps a gift for his S/O

Bot S/O saves Blurr from being cubed

Cyclonus holds S/O's hand after building snowmen

Prowl and S/O hold hands after a snow day

Blitzwing fluff with human S/O

Bumblebee jealousy headcanons

Megatron and S/O on Valentine's Day

Prowl with an S/O that pilots a dragon mech

Prowl and Bumblebee with a crush on Bulkhead

TFA Optimus in the TFP universe

TFA Optimus in the TFP universe part 2

Thundercracker, Sunstorm, and Ramjet with an S/O that has a nice voice

Perceptor and human cuddling

Prowl, OP, Bee, and Ratchet with virtual S/O

Prowl's S/O shows him their guinea pig

Thundercracker & Sunstorm with a tall, muscular human S/O with scars

Perceptor fascinated by human reader's laugh

Prowl deals with someone flirting with his S/O

Megatron, Blitzwing, Lugnut, and Blackarachnia react to Bad Apple

Mer!Blitzwing relationship headcanons

Mer!Blurr and Reader go for a swim

Prowl finds out human friend is a werewolf

Shy Bot!Reader checks out Starscream

Starscream flirts with Bot! Reader part 3

Bumblebee's twin gets a crush on Prowl

[mushroommushy]

Enter Bunnix

Pharaoh

“What’s this? Nora Cesaire and Alix Kubdel sprinting full tilt towards the local university with baseball bats?”

- The episode still starts with Alya doing the Ladyblog live stream with her following the team for the day

- Ladybug is screaming for help as she desperately hangs off the helicopter as Bunnix and Chat chase her

- Ladybug drops her history notes

- It’s not the actual textbook, but a purse filled with actual notes

- Thankfully none of them had her name on them or school

- Alya was still super excited, stating this was the same subjects she was studying

- And wondering if Ladybug was in the same grade or school as her

- Alix was a bit nervous about Alya’s curiosity, as it may lead to her getting in trouble

- Especially if Hawkmoth were to see it and get closer to Ladybug’s identity

- Marinette was of course panicking and Tikki suggests going to the museum with Alya and being able to potentially get her notes back

- They managed to meet up with Alix when they entered the Louvre, who had an idea on why they were there

- Alix was getting her dad to show them around the Egyptian exhibit when Jalil walked past, looking pretty upset

- Mari and Alya noticed that and was slightly concerned, especially when they heard a few other guys jeering at him

- Alim wasn’t very amused with this

Alim: All three of you boys! Knock it off and leave my son alone!

- They thankfully left Jalil alone, but he was already gone, having went to the Kubdels apartment

Alim: Alix, sweetie. Please go check on your brother.

- Alix had quickly left Alya and Mari with her dad to go make sure her brother was alright

- Alya was a little bit surprised to learn that Alix has a brother but Mari already knew

- Alim smiled, stating that both siblings were very close with each other

- She found him in his room, forcing himself not to cry

Alix: Hey, it’s alright. Those dicks don’t know what they are talking about.

Jalil, with his head on his knees: They threw rocks at me. Said I wasn’t a real historian.

Alix: Exactly what I said. Dicks. They’re just jealous that they don’t get the same privileges you do!

- The butterfly was already sent out to akumatize him though, much to Alix’s panic as it landed in his pendent

- Alix desperately clung to her brother in an attempt to calm him down but it wasn’t enough and he was akumatized into Pharaoh

- Pharaoh was less of an ancient figure this time but more of an akumatized Jalil

- He still vaguely cared about Alix since she was just trying to help

- He didn’t try to hurt her, just looking at her for a moment before hugging her and leaving to hunt down his bullies

- She quickly transformed into Bunnix, rushing after him as time bubbles were thrown all over the area

- She had to stop herself from calling out her brothers name

- Marinette was still panicking and trying to find anything that looked like Ladybug on the papyrus to distract Alya when both were tackled down as yellow bubbles flew over them

Marinette: wHAT THE-

Bunnix: Sorry both of you, but you guys need to get out of here! It isn’t safe.

Alya, fangirling immediately: Bunnix!! Can I get an interview!?

Marinette: IS NOW REALLY THE TIME TO BE DOING THIS??

- Alya is recording already on the Ladyblog

- Adrien sees the livestream and immediately runs off to the Louvre to fight

- He was worried about how Alix would take fighting her brother though as that’s not the best thing for your mental health

- Bunnix is very much ready to kick Hawkmoth’s ass for taking advantage of her brother

- Also about the fact he fucked up the gods powers

- Alim is barely dodging time bubbles and since that’s her father, Bunnix took first priority in getting him to safety

Bunnix: Don’t worry, me and the team will save your son.

Alim: How did you know he’s my son?

Bunnix, sweating: Just a guess by how worried you look.

- Alim does think she looks awfully familiar to him but before he can get a better look she rushes off

- She really wanted to hug him, since she was terrified

- She’s a super hero but she’s still a 15 year old whose about to be forced to fight her brother

- Pharaoh isn’t focused on reviving anyone, as he mostly is after the people who made fun of him

- Bunnix is really reluctant on saving them and lets Pharaoh drag them around a little bit

- Ladybug bonked her on the head for that but honestly didn’t blame her

- When Chat arrived, Pharaoh had the bullies trapped in time bubbles and was throwing them around

- But he checked on Bunnix first

Chat Noir: Hey, do you wanna sit this one out? We completely understand if you don’t wanna fight him, since he’s your brother.

Bunnix: No, no it’s fine. I can handle it. Hopefully.

- Pharaoh eventually got bored of throwing his bullies around and threw them out of the area

- That’s when he started focusing on the hero’s

- He threw Ladybug around the exhibit like a rag doll for a little bit

- He was mostly interested in attacking Bunnix, much to her dismay

Pharaoh: With your abilities, I would be the best historian on Earth! Hand over your miraculous!

- Bunnix had run off momentarily to trigger the security gates, but that didn’t do much with his super strength being able to break them open

- He trapped them inside the Egyptian section and Chat had to use up his cataclysm to break out the bars

- Chat ran off for a little bit to detransform

- Pharaoh was already outside, gathering an army of mummies to attack them with

- Ladybug ended up getting stuck in another time bubble

- Bunnix may or may not have recorded it since she found it pretty damn funny

- Plagg was commenting on how Pharaoh should be worshipping Chat since most Egyptians saw cats as royalty

- Chat got back to Bunnix using her umbrella to break the bubble

Bunnix: I swear that I got cheated out of a weapon.

Chat: I mean, it’s a shield and a sword?

Bunnix: Never thought a yo-yo would be that good of a weapon to be honest. But proves me wrong I guess.

- Alya had to do a double take thinking that Ladybug was literally an ancient goddess after she saw it on the papyrus

- She wasn’t with Pharaoh she was back inside with Alim, still live streaming

- Bunnix already knew that it was just a past ladybug user since Marinette is not that old

Bunnix: Wow, you are immature for your age. *Gets bonked*

- Cue Chat snorting and casually flirting with both of them at once

- This is when Pharaoh ended up hearing them and used his shock waves

- Bunnix ended up huddled on the ground for a moment, ears flat against her head

- Chat’s ears were also flicking in annoyance but he wasn’t as bothered as she was at the noise

- Hawkmoth was already shouting quite loudly in Pharaoh’s ear to deafen them with his sound waves

- Pharaoh wasn’t very amused with this and snapped at him to shut up

- Ladybug didn’t really wanna make Bunnix attack her brother head on so she got her and Chat to distract the mummies

- The mummies didn’t really care about Bunnix however, as Pharaoh wanted her miraculous the most

- The repeated soundwaves were slowing her down a lot, making her disoriented and clumsy with the loud noises and ringing in her ears

- To her it sounded like multiple bangs going off all at the same time

- Luckily she stores her miraculous in a pocket so it’s harder for him to reach

- Both of her team mates had noticed this and told her to get back inside with burrow

Ladybug: Bunnix, get out of there now! This is too much for you!

- Thankfully for them she listened and hopped back inside the Louvre near Alim and Alya

- She was clearly distressed about this particular Akuma which was taken note of by Alya

- She still didn’t see much wrong with learning the identities of hero’s

- Seeing an upset child has triggered Alim’s parental instincts however, and he was trying his best to cheer her up while Ladybug and Chat continued fighting Pharaoh

- Alya was still live streaming, sitting next to Bunnix

- She really wanted to ask questions but since Bunnix didn’t seem to be feeling that well she didn’t prod

- But she did ask Bunnix if she knew where the Akuma was, to which she stated it was most likely in the pendent around his neck

- That’s when Alim realized that he had sent Alix after Jalil right before he was akumatized and panicked immediately and left to go to his apartment

- Alya of course followed after him since Alix is her friend and she wanted to make sure she wasn’t hurt

- Bunnix was cursing like a mad man because she couldn’t really be in two places at once and Alim didn’t want her to be left alone in case Pharaoh came back

- He was extremely worried when they got to the apartment and Alix wasn’t there

Alim, extremely worried: Alix?! Alix you can come out! It’s dad!

Alya, whose also trying to find her and recording: Alix? Are you here?

Bunnix, sweating: Maybe she’s a mummy?

- She wasn’t able to sneak away to detransform so she just has to make up some bullshit about why Alix might not be there

- Pharaoh still tossed Ladybug off the building

- Cue Alim and Bunnix swearing about Hawkmoth not getting the powers right

- Alim wasn’t expecting her to know that

Alim: Wait a minute- You know about this stuff?

Bunnix: …My power is time travel?

Alim: Fair.

- Ladybug jokingly being offended about being called an insect

- The bullies still have the nerve to insult an akuma and get thrown across Paris

- None of the hero’s really gave a shit because if your that dumb natural selection was coming for you anyways

Chat: Ok how can literally three piles of bandages shaped like humans pick up an entire car

- The screaming of the mummies sounded like they came from a horror movie and Bunnix hearing it even from that far was a big: Nope

- They almost got the pendent off of him but he used his sound waves again to blast them back

- Ladybug managed to dupe him by giving him the fake ladybug earrings and snatched his pendent

- Bunnix eventually had to leave the apartment to go detransform and went outside on the opposite side of the louvre, to pretend she was a mummy

- She ran to her brother as soon as possible, nearly crying from relief

- Alim soon joined them after coming outside

- They ended up taking it easy for the rest of the day, not leaving the apartment

- Alix’s ears were still ringing from all the soundwaves

- Jalil however, was a little suspicious

- He has mostly been in control when he was first akumatized as he was around Alix

- She had disappeared rather quickly not even chasing after him but Bunnix appearing very quickly

- He didn’t comment on it though, as he didn’t have enough proof to back it up

- On the other side of the city though, the bullies were cowering in terror as Nora stood over them, cracking her knuckles

- They came in the next day with broken noses and wrists

- But Jalil had caught the eye of a sculpture who went to his school, who had offered his condolences on being akumatized as he was one of the mummies, even giving him a small statue as a feel better gift

- Cue a mini crush starting up that will grow into a bigger one

- The Ladyblog had been commenting on Bunnix’s struggle with this Akuma

- But it was just left off with people assuming it was a hard Akuma since she was still pretty new and had less experience

[springvaletales]

((Session 34-B is wrapped!))

We’re back together in the Wearbear Inn, and Lex’s player is here today!!

Lex has named their horse ‘Pork Buns’. He’ll be great friends with Ena’s horse Chicken Fried Rice!

New NPC Request: A Centaur shopkeeper who pulls his own cart, and if you try to haggle with him, he kills you.

The party all gets settled at their chosen table, and the bear waitress, Selena(rctos thibetanus) came back over to take their order.

“Delicious, delicious mucus.”

Asahi’s Player: “I was only having inside thoughts!”

Me: “In public.”

August is rolling out the bear puns and none of the other party members are enjoying them.

Ena: “I’ll take one of everything.”

Selena the Bear: *affirmative bear noises as she circles something on her notepad*

Ena’s last allowance portion was a chocolate coin, an electrum piece, and five Hucky Heese tokens left in Asahi’s boots.

Lex’s player is jealous of Ena’s moss cat and wants one, as well.

My players gave me half a chance to expose my Transformers shame and the chat devolved into who was better: Shattered Glass Soundwave & Ravage or normal G1 Soundwave & Ravage.

“I am not a licensed robot gynecologist!”

Bagelby tried to use the planatir to find robot wizards within the world, but couldn’t make out any details.

He then tried to use it to see into the kitchen to see if the food was good. All he saw was a bubbling pot of soup.

Bagelby: “The soup looks delicious, so I’ll have that, please.”

Babelby is now going to use the planatir to make all of his decisions.

Thiori alone tipped 50g to the servers.

“When you guys get back to Kendara, your tab is cut off. You need to start spending your own money.”

Thiori made a valiant effort to get plastered, and finally discovered the class feature that prevents him from getting drunk.

The innkeeper approached the party after Asahi made mention of “always needing a bit more coin” to ask them to go out into the woods and find his husband, and remind him that he needed to be back to help with the dinner rush before the Bard Five was ready to get up on stage.

The party bartered for pay in a few gold and a bottle of semi-illegal liquor that may or may not get Thiori drunk, and set off to find the innkeeper’s husband.

Said husband is a cameo character of August’s player’s PC from an older campaign we were both in, so they took over his narration from here.

The party walked for a while before starting to find bits and pieces of zombies, and the overwhelming stench of rotting flesh.

Ena threw up.

The party can hear the sound of bells in the trees, as well as heavy footsteps and the breaking of bones.

Well…most of the party can hear it. Bagelby, Sir Carl Jaeger, and Lex are all distracted by a super-cool bug.

The party finally finds Galthor, 8ft Firbolg Bard-Barian, as he finishes off a small group of shambling zombies.

Asahi wants all the teeth that have been knocked out of the zombie skulls, purely to send them to her royal patron, Manon-Val.

“You know, eventually, he’s going to start seeing these gifts of teeth as a threat.”

“Manon-Val? No. He’s too nice to ask you to stop. His advisors, however, are starting to get concerned.”

Galthor is an absolute sweetheart who is mortified to realize he was out too late chasing zombies and his husband is getting impatient.

Galthor: “I could use y’all’s help putting these lost souls to rest.”

Asahi: “Good news! We have a cleric!”

Lex: “Oh, fuck, I have to do shit?”

Asahi and Galthor both like to collect teeth, though Galthor is more about collecting monster teeth than humanoid teeth.

Asahi: “I’m NOT mailing a skeleton horse to my-…although…?”

After some debate, vampire teeth are in fact monstrous enough to be considered compatible with Galthor’s collection.

Asahi, to the party: “All in favor of fighting a zombie hoard, raise your hand.”

Thiori: *raises all four of his arms*

The party plus Galthor heads out for a nearby tomb where the zombies have been starting to wander out of, trading small talk, introductions, and descriptions along the way.

Galthor: “Unlike my husband, I am not a werebear. I only invoke their power in battle.”

Ena: “But you did fuck one though.”

Galthor, coughing awkwardly: “ANYWAY-”

The zombies have an AC of 8 and only 22 HP. They’re really only here for story purposes and to give Lex’s player a safe taste of first-time combat without risking serious confusion or character death, and I plan for them to just keep coming until everyone seems satisfied.

Ena destroyed a zombie with her dual-hit eldritch blast, and exploded him like an overfilled water balloon.

August chopped up a zombie Galthor hit but didn’t quite put down like she was chopping lettuce for a salad.

Thiori fried a zombie like a chicken wing, and then we took a quick hydration break.

Bagelby: “What tomb is this? Who did these zombies used to be? Why are they so restless?”

Galthor: “Listen, child, I just like hitting things.”

Asahi pummeled a zombie like Star Platinum from JoJo’s Bizzare Adventure, but missed on her very last hit.

“It’s time for the Bagelby show!”

Bagelby’s Player wanted to understand the undead more, so he approached a downed one that Galthor hadn’t quite killed, stole a medallion off of it’s armor, and used his kleptomancy to power-up a Suggestion spell, and asked the zombie to tell him its secrets.

Instead of a ‘how do undead work’ kind of answer, he got a much more vivid and cryptic “I stole something from a mythical entity” kind of answer.

I have a lore side quest that needs to be seeded and this is my opportunity.

“Bagelby is fREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW-“

“Bagelby has experienced death by many hands, with all those magical rocks you’ve licked.”

Sir Carl uppercut one zombie, but it collapsed faster than he expected, and his second punch whiffed.

Lex cast Guiding Bolt and incinerated a zombie for her first D&D kill!

We’re back to the top of the order, and since I’ve managed to drop my lore and get Lex her first kill, I think we can have one more zombie for everyone, and then wrap up the combat.

In a Rage, Galthor ripped the stone slab door off of the tomb and crushed five of the eight zombies with it.

August chopped up another zombie even more finely, but then failed a Constitution saving throw, and threw up on the body parts from the burned smell.

Thiori tried to fry another zombie, but despite rolling 20+’s to hit, rolled less than 10s in damage.

Ena used Eldritch Blast to take out the last remaining zombies - including the one Bagelby was standing over, which almost fried him.

August’s Player: “Nooo! Don’t toast the bagel!”

Bagelby: “Maybe we should put these bodies back…”

August, looking down at the diced zombie at her feet: “Oh….”

The party decided that if Bagelby, of all people, was too uncomfortable with leaving the zombies outside of their tomb, then they should probably put the bodies back in their tomb.

Bagelby’s Player: “Soli…I would like to rob the tomb.”

With the party distracted putting all the bodies back, Bagelby quickly dug around the tomb and found a hidden drawer in a shelf that was opened by a button bearing the same symbol as the zombie’s medallion.

Lex left immediately - she’s seen “The Mummy” (it’s canon now) and does NOT want to be party to a curse.

He successfully stole the item inside, but Asahi and August immediately clocked his guilty look.

Asahi: “….Bagel. Bagel, what do you have? What’s in your mouth? Give it here!”

August: “What’s in your slime pouch?”

Asahi dragged him out of the tomb in a headlock, which alerted the rest of the party.

Bagelby: “So I did a weird thing with one of the zombies…”

Sir Carl Jaeger: “You didn’t lick any of the bodies, did you?”

Bagelby: “NO!”

The party is scheduling a Mummy Movie Marathon now, bc neither I nor several other party members have actually seen “The Mummy” outside of memes and clips.

With the zombies defeated, Bagelby chastised, and Galthor in tow, the party hiked back through the forest to the Werebear Inn.

Asahi gives Galthor several pamphlets for her business, and he asks her if he can commission her to make some glass animals for the inn.

“At this point, you run a cult rehabilitation center that uses glass blowing as therapy.”

Galthor wants glass bears for his husband, and a shark for himself.

Asahi’s Player to Ena’s Player: “I am not making sEXUAL BEAR THINGS OUT OF  G L A S S.”

Asahi, excitedly: “I finally have some glass work!”

Bagelby, also excitedly: “And it only took a year!”

The party returns Galthor to his husband just in time for the dinner rush, and the innkeeper passes Ena a small bottle of super-strong liquor that Asahi absolutely told him not to give her.

We left off with the party once gain settled at a table, enjoying a free dessert of acorn cake as they listened to the Bard Five start to play…and Bagelby wondered what cursed item was burning a hole in his slime pocket.

[soundwavereporting]

AU Petformers

The Insecticons happily live in their beetle farm. Their days are filled with foraging for Ener-Snacks and sleep, occasionally interrupted by Airachnid sitting on their cover to try and get them to come out and ‘play’. 

Despite his beautiful grey coat and stunning yellow eyes, Megatron has not yet found his forever home. His favorite activity is knocking down glasses while people stare in horror. His second favorite activity is chasing Starscream up into the rafters, because he’s jealous Starscream can fit into all the cat tents. Megatron only fits into a large Amazon box a sympathetic volunteer donated. He also enjoys biting visitors to the cat house. The only company he tolerates is Soundwave (but even Soundwave isn’t allowed in his box), and if he’s feeling especially generous, Shockwave. 

Optimus is the most mournful cat ever. He looks too sad. People feel bad for him, but don’t want what they feel is all that sadness and negativity in their lives. Recently he’s been trying to bulk up by doing laps around the cat house and climbing up the windows. Bulkhead is being fostered by a kid named Miko, and has been gone for a while. Optimus hopes Bulkhead has found his forever home. Jack is trying to persuade his mom that Arcee is the cat for him, despite her hot and cold attitude towards him. 

Shockwave is the resident escape artist, followed by Starscream. They spend their days studying the volunteer and staff schedule, making a break for ‘freedom’ whenever possible. Freedom always means just running into the next cat house, where they’re chased back by Ratchet, the shelter’s oldest resident. Ratchet is too cranky for the community cat houses so he got his little space between the two groups. 

Soundwave occasionally gets fostered, but is returned quickly by any potential adopters. They’re quickly creeped out by his tendency to watch them all the time--but especially when they’re trying to sleep. 

Knock Out is the most beautiful cat in either of the cat houses, but in order to adopt him, you’ve gotta adopt Breakdown too. Longtime volunteers know the mostly-gentle, very friendly Breakdown is far more personable than his counterpart. 

[roseymoseyberry]

lizwuzthere replied to your post: My thoughts today have been all about post tfp…

I love the idea of grumpy Ratchet having a cat.. but since you specifically said Ravage, and since soundwave is technically on earth but in the shadowzone in post tfp, does he see this and either get really jealous or at least be glad that ravage is doing ok?? Cuz that’d be cute too

I’ve definitely considered the fact that Soundwave is technically around, and I’m super torn. Originally I figured Ratchet might get desperate in trying to find someone who knows about cassettes (since he can’t sync and while Ravage doesn’t NEED to sync, he knows cassettes are healthier if they can), so he might actually attempt to pull Soundwave out?

Which would absolutely lead to Ratchet and Soundwave living in this weird ceasefire situation because Ravage refuses to be separate from one or the other for long. And it’s just a lot of low-key jealousy (why isn’t Ravage recharging with ME tonight??) and also occasionally being like “ok well fuck that is kinda cute”

But also lmao I want Ravage to just be Ratchet’s cat because I’m selfish on his behalf. So in the scenario where he doesn’t bother with soundwave (or think to do anything about him), I’m assuming soundwave eventually finds out and just. lingers around like a ghost, absolutely torn between jealousy and also being glad that Ratchet is at least doing his best, even if he is spoiling Ravage.

ok shit that’s actually great. Ratchet stuck with a cat and also a ‘ghost’.

OH GOD it’s like how people joke about cats seeing ghosts, so Ratchet will be like “Ravage why are you staring at that corner??” becuase he doesn’t know that Shadowzone Soundwave is chilling over there.

Amazing.

[turquoisedragonmaster]

SHATTERED GLASS BAYVERSE

(Revenge Return of the FAllen)

Ruth is a senior in High School, with Barricade still as her guardian. In her first week a Autobot scout named Mudflap attacks the building, leading to the introduction of Ravage, who attacks and wins the confrontation. The Decepticon states she was sent by Soundwave as a guardian to Ruth and her friend Val, which makes Barricade jealous as fuck.

 Turns out the Autobutts are trying to get a Star HArvester working, which would destroy the Sun, and by extension Earth.

 Ruth finds a Allspark fragment in her jacket, which she gives to MEgatron, and he uses it to revive the FAllen, a lost Prime who served justice instead of Tyranny. The FAllen states that they would need the MAtrix of LEadership in order to activate it, but they don’t know where it is.

 The revived Optimus Prime (from pieces of JAzz) kidnaps Ruth and  the Autobots kill MEgatron.

 In a mad dash to find a Decepticon, they discover Jetfire, a former Autobot who ground bridges Ruth, Val, Barricade, Ravage and crazy conspirators dude to the middle of nowhere.

 The B-Team finds the MAtrix(but it’s a sock now), and calls in the Military and Decepticons. Mudflap and Skids attack the group, but they’re saved by Devastator, who tells them to get over to a village.

 Fighting. Ironhide defects over to the Decepticons (I CAN'T  MAKE IRONHIDE EVIL I'M SORRY), and Ruth almost dies. But some random old PRimes who weren’t evil say ‘Nah brah, use the sock to revive Megatron’ and she does that.

 Optimus kills the Fallen, and MEgatron uses Jetfire’s parts to defeat his enemy and stop the Star HArvester for good.

 Colonel Lennox is like ‘Hey you're cool now dude.’ and Ironhide agrees. The Autobots spilt before they all die, and Starscream hugs MEgatron and gives the ‘NEVER DO THAT AGAIN’ speech. It’s super gay.

Roll credits. 

(After credits scene: Val and her new robot cat going grocery shopping. Ravage eats a pack of batteries.)

[verdigrisprowl]

April 3 Soundwave Stream - Dial M For Murder

An excellent murder investigation. Prowl approves. Windchill annoyed Tarantulas so much he straight up left.

Tailblinking: !!! Tailblinking: Earth 80s are- so very upbeat/ Chaoit: -wanders in- NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave's cleared a bunch of space, moved the chairs around, all that. Get snacks, get where you wanna be, get comfy.* Chaoit: -flops into a seat. tired- NoodlesAtNight: [[Greetings.]] Chaoit: Hey there NoodlesAtNight: [[You look less spirited than usual.]] Tailblinking: *Snacks? Don't mind if he did.* Chaoit: Huh? Oh. Just a bit...um...stressed? NoodlesAtNight: *Nods to Jitter.* [[Why?]] Chaoit: Paperwork. Infighting. Chaoit: Politics. NoodlesAtNight: *Small amused nod* NoodlesAtNight: ((is it jumpy for anyone else or is my internet just crap today)) NoodlesAtNight: ((six minutes, also)) Tailblinking: //doing alrigh on my end Chaoit: -leaning back in the chair- I need a vacation Chaoit: ((and it's all good NoodlesAtNight: [[You have tonight, at least.]] Chaoit: Which is appriciated Prowl: *guess who's walking in under his own power AND isn't spontaneously saying everything he thinks* Prowl: *THIS GUY* NoodlesAtNight: *Congratulations, Prowl! A ping hello* NoodlesAtNight: *And nods to Airachnid and... Tarantulas?* Airachnid: [waves in greeting before sitting down in the back] Tailblinking: *Gives a jaunty wave to the three arrivals* -Tara's here? Prowl: *a return ping. Sits with Soundwave.* NoodlesAtNight: *Pleased as punch. Tiny knee nudge, since that's what he was allowed last time.* NoodlesAtNight: [[We begin now.]] Tarantulas: *yep! this spider finally came to movie night again, give him a minute to look around* Airachnid: [tilts helm at Tarantulas] Tarantulas: *helm tilt back to all - and he's in mech form, strange!* Prowl: *return knee nudge. and—how about an elbow brush?* Chaoit: -was about to nod off. Not now. Intro music playing- NoodlesAtNight: *Oh, yes, he'll have one, and not hesitate to return it.* Prowl: *... and maybe a slight lean* NoodlesAtNight: *And that too. Because last week he thought they were done with those forever. Ah, comfortable.* NoodlesAtNight: [[A warning: He knows nothing of this except that humans consider it a 'classic'.]] Tailblinking: *Perky mech is growing even more jovial with this music* Really funny, it bein' so upbeat with such a creepy title. chronosmith: ((eeexcellent)) Prowl: Murder's involved. That's usually a good start. Tarantulas: *...how to respond to the two flirts. he can't decide* NoodlesAtNight: [[It really does sound mismatched.]] chronosmith: *Pipes and Whirl are going to arrive separately; Pipes first, scuttling in as unobtrusively as possible; if there's a seat near Prowl, jhe'll take it. Otherwise someone else'll have to put up with him* Tarantulas: (( is there video or audio ?? i'm not getting any Prowl: *he has a free seat next to him* NoodlesAtNight: ((refresh, sometimes it's funky)) Tailblinking: /yes the movie started. may need to refresh chronosmith: *consider that seat Pipesified* Hey! How're you feeling? Tarantulas: *...damnit pipes* Tailblinking: ...! Prowl: Much better. My brain's back in place. My peripheral vision is still lacking, though. chronosmith: I'm glad you're thinking straight again! NoodlesAtNight: *Nods to Pipes... then looks to Tarantulas. Where does he mean to sit now?* chronosmith: ((on pipes obv)) NoodlesAtNight: [[Oh, murder -and- blackmail.]] Prowl: *what tarantulas? prowl sees no tarantulas* chronosmith: *Whirl arrives a lot less discreetly; he steps in, stands in the doorway, and asks the room in general* So what's this we're watchin? Tailblinking: It must be an 'affair. Silly organics. NoodlesAtNight: [[Dial M for Murder.]] Pause. [[Title. Not instruction.]] Tarantulas: (( asdfgsdlkgj not working after five refreshes. i'll be back in a bit Tailblinking: //awe okay, hope it works Airachnid: rip)) Tarantulas: (( consider tara suspended in limbo NoodlesAtNight: ((okay 😞 sometimes it takes a bit to kick in too)) chronosmith: Pfft. As if I'd let some middleman keep me from getting my MURDER on. chronosmith: ((sorry mau :<)) chronosmith: ...((that was whirl obv)) Airachnid: Sometimes mecha call ME for murder. NoodlesAtNight: [[You begin with A. Shouldn't it be... arson, he supposes?]] Airachnid: Only to cover up the evidence perhaps. Airachnid: I don't like arson it's too... hands off. Prowl: *mutters* Of course, naturally that's the problem with arson. Tailblinking: *Lays himself over a seat, finally making himself comfortable with a wiggle. Still his foot taps the air.* NoodlesAtNight: *Soft huff at the mutter* chronosmith: Whirl: *snickers at Airachnid and stalks over to the nearest unoccpied space he can sprawl his huge self in* But, yeah. I haven't seen this. Hopefully this is an example of GOOD Hitchcock. Tarantulas: *tara's here! he's awkwardly sending prowl and soundwave a ping and just going to stand in the back of the room, lurk lurk. let THEM be the ones to respond first* Airachnid: [you're chilling in the back with her] NoodlesAtNight: *Amused glance at Jitter. Well, if that's comfortable....* chronosmith: *nods cordially to Airachnid; he's pleased with the company* NoodlesAtNight: ((OH i... did not know there were commercials... welp. we're in for it now)) Tailblinking: *engine barks a laugh* Chaoit: -might actually be falling asleep- chronosmith: ((O BOY)) Prowl: *who's what now what? turns to look at tarantulas. automatically slightly sits up and away from soundwave* chronosmith: Pipes: Oh, hey, Jitter! I haven't seen you in a dog's age! Tailblinking: ...That's a curious thing for him ta be doing. Prowl: *... deliberately leans back on soundwave.* Tailblinking: -and Pipes! I know, I know- isn't time funny that way? chronosmith: *come to the back where the spiders and Weird Birds hang out Tara* NoodlesAtNight: *Blandly pleasant return ping to Tarantulas* NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): ...This lean, return to wanted contact after startle? Effect only? NoodlesAtNight: [[Even Kup smokes smaller ones.]] chronosmith: Pipes: It sure gets away from you. Prowl: @Soundwave «I want this contact.» *not sure what Soundwave means by "effect only."* Tailblinking: //wow people have the memory of an elephant i can barely remember who I talked to in the super market let alone who was at school with. Tarantulas: *yeah he's gonna go sit next to whirl and airachnid, pfft he's not paying attention to the movie, that much is clear* chronosmith: Whirl: *nods cordially * Sup. NoodlesAtNight: *...All right. As long as he's not being treated like a jealousy creation tool or something.* NoodlesAtNight: (txt): Understood. Airachnid: [she watches Tarantulas for a bit, she's not used to seeing him in this kind of place] NoodlesAtNight: [[A gas ring? Is this like a smoke ring?]] chronosmith: ((ok, brb, i am gonna make my dinner)) Tarantulas: *greets whirl also, sprawling somewhere in a Totally Casual Way* Prowl: *the last thing he wants to do is create jealousy in tarantulas. a jealous tarantulas is, most likely, a dangerous tarantulas.* Tarantulas: *jealousy isn't the problem - remember what he said about envy, soundwave? but right now it seems he doesn't want to interfere, that's all* chronosmith: ((The Sprawl off begins. WHO CAN BE MORE DISMISSIVELY CASUAL? there can be only one sprawl king)) Tarantulas: *all good, whirl, tarantulas -* Tarantulas: *cannot sit still for more than a minute* Airachnid: [you do not want to play the sprawl game with mecha with many legs] Prowl: *if anything, though, leaning back on Soundwave was his way of stating that he's decided he's not going to be afraid of Tarantulas's jealousy.* NoodlesAtNight: [[...They're very casual about the idea of murdering their partners.]] NoodlesAtNight: *Awww.* Prowl: They are. Airachnid: I know I've done it with romantic partners of mine. Tailblinking: *He'd zoned out from the movie for a bit, with it was chattering... but now its getting kinda intense.* Airachnid: Though not everyone was thrilled about my plans. Tailblinking: ....Oh. Here he goes. Chaoit: ...he's not gonna kill here Tarantulas: *wait what the heck is this movie about, tara might start to pay attention* Chaoit: *her Tailblinking: He's at least makin' him sweat and flee. Tailblinking: But he was wiping away all the prints. Chaoit: He's gonna try to kill him NoodlesAtNight: [[Is that what that was?]] Airachnid: Oh. Even MORE interesting. Airachnid: It's a web of murder. Tailblinking: Can't believe that guy hasn't gotten the hint and made himself scarece Prowl: He's being blackmailed into staying. He can't afford to leave. Wheeljack: playstation? Tarantulas: *snrk at web of murder comment* Airachnid: : 3c Tarantulas: *he's gonna start webbing something like a cat's cradle, totally the best distraction* Prowl: ... How old is this movie? Humans were using fingerprints back then? NoodlesAtNight: [[It is from their year.... 1954.]] Prowl: Hm. Prowl: I thought they began the practice in the 1980s. NoodlesAtNight: [[And he believes the human said police station, not playstation.]] Tarantulas: Nono, the 30s. *offhand* Wheeljack: No he said playstation Wheeljack: They had playstations that early? wow NoodlesAtNight: *Glances over at Tarantulas.* [[How do you know?]] smoketopus: 😮 How much did I miss? chronosmith: Whirl: *watches Tarantulas weave idly; he knew Airachnid did this, but it's the first time he'* chronosmith: s seen Tarantulas do it* Tailblinking: I'm- incredibly lost. Tarantulas: *smokey!! he gets a wave, although it seems weak* NoodlesAtNight: *Nods to the newcomers* Tarantulas: *also all sw gets is the equivalent of a ping-shrug* Wheeljack: Did his wife break his playstation or somethin smoketopus: /Excited waving at Messy- maybe seeing if he can sit near Tarantulas at all/ Tailblinking: Missed some dialog, so don't know what he's got o this guy. But geeze, they're both diabolical. Wheeljack: to the wall Tarantulas: *there's plenty of room, tara's back with whirl and airachnid* Airachnid: [prepare to sit near Airachnid Smokey] chronosmith: *and Whirl* Prowl: He DID live on Earth for quite some time. smoketopus: /He can handle that, he likes Whirl and he has a "present" for Airachnid anyway/ smoketopus: /Not right now but later at least/ Airachnid: [if it's what she think it is, he can go shove it up an exhaust port] NoodlesAtNight: [[The human in dark grey has blackmailed the criminal human in light grey into murdering his mate because his mate has broken their relationship agreements. They are now planning her murder.]] Chaoit: -back to taking a nap- smoketopus: Oh. That's pretty rude. chronosmith: Well, the gist of it, Jitter, is that they're planning an elaborate murder. chronosmith: ^Pipes smoketopus: /Going to try to sit on Tarantulas, in any case!/ chronosmith: Pipes: And, yeah... her conjunx is. Just awful if he's going to murder her like that. NoodlesAtNight: *Pings Prowl a thank you and Tarantulas a simple acknowledgment of the non-answer. Politeness, if nothing else* Tarantulas: *....mrr, he's a little grumpy but he'll let smokey sit NEXT to him and lean on him* Tailblinking: Well- yeah, I figured that, Pipes. Just such so much effort into hurtin' someone instead of just, y'know, leavin' them to be misrable alone. chronosmith: Pipes: People tend to get like this when there's money or power involved, sadly. smoketopus: /Aww, fair enough./ How're you doing, Messy? And Whirl! You're cool! How're you? NoodlesAtNight: *He does admire the thoroughness of this human's work.* chronosmith: Whirl: *nods to Smokescreen; Whirl seems cool enough with him* Makin' it. Little bit under the weather, but I can't complain. Wheeljack: she has to die because of a playstation? Prowl: *is very, very, very, very, very slowly tensing up* smoketopus: /ALSO WAVING AT WHEELJACK!/ NoodlesAtNight: [[There is no playstation.]] Wheeljack: Hey Tarantulas: *tara's still making the web in his claws, makes a noncommittal noise @ smokey* not terribly awfully, I suppose NoodlesAtNight: *Can Soundwave feel the tensing?* Prowl: *probably* Airachnid: [she's ignoring Wheeljack because he seems to be an idiot or just irritating] Wheeljack: Soundwave, but he said the playstation Tailblinking: *A dismayed sigh and mumble.* Pittible, that. NoodlesAtNight: *...Offers hand and an inquisitive ping* NoodlesAtNight: [[He said police station. The humans had not invented video games in their 1954.]] Prowl: *squezes hand. a bit tighter than necessary* chronosmith: Pipes: Wha even IS a--oh, thanks, Soundwave. *!! ANOTHER COMM--no. It seems not* chronosmith: Pipes: *got all excited about a possibly commercial, but alas, it is not to be* Tarantulas: (( awww pipes chronosmith: ((he knows what he's about0) NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt) Film: uncomfortable content? Tailblinking: *Pipes you missed a good one earlier. It was very bright and cherry* Tarantulas: *TARA IDENTIFIES. that human who said he'd screw everything up* chronosmith: Whirl: I mean... okay. I get that sometimes a subtle approach is necessary, but really, they're just sucking the fun out of killing somebody. Prowl: @Soundwave «While I was injured, I begged and pleaded Smokescreen to leave me alone. Smokescreen AND Black Shadow—the latter of whom threatened to show up in person.» chronosmith: Whirl: The least they can do is challenge her to a fight to the death and earn their murder. Prowl: @Soundwave «Now look. Who's. Here. In person. And could easily tell his "father figure" where I am.» smoketopus: That's good- sorry about, you know, the other day. ... You sure everything's okay? NoodlesAtNight: *Does not move his helm but can see Smokescreen from where he is. Curls his hand tighter and angles himself a little to block-protect a bit.* Tarantulas: *visor frown* /Which/ other day, hmm? smoketopus: You know- ... Well, a lot of the other days, you know. A couple days ago- with the stupid decision? NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Will protect if Black Shadow arrives. Threat wanted? Airachnid: Did you mean your life Smokescreen? Airachnid: [no one asked her, but Smokescreen is here so might as well] smoketopus: ... Thanks, Airachnid. Tarantulas: *more intense visor frown at airachnid* chronosmith: Whirl: *snickers* Prowl: @Soundwave «Do threats work on an idiot like that?» Tailblinking: *-hops back* Tailblinking: did I miss it? chronosmith: Pipes: Not yet... Prowl: *jaw clenched and mouth set in a line. anger, not fear.* Tailblinking: //btw who is Guest? chronosmith: ((The one above you is Prowl; the other Guest is wheeljack)) Tailblinking: //much thanks Prowl: ((if it's me? I'm Prowl. rabbit doesn't always change nicknames like it should, even when you edit them)) chronosmith: (( o7 )) NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Some. Will attempt. Tarantulas: *to smokey* ......Hmn. It doesn't matter, don't worry about it. *pats him on the head* chronosmith: Whirl: I just don't get how anyone can get any kind of enjoyment out of such a boring murder. NoodlesAtNight: [[Their enjoyment is in getting away with it.]] Airachnid: I do not believe they are doing it for enjoyment. Prowl: @Soundwave «... What threat?» Tailblinking: *Frowns a bit more, and rolls on his back to watch the audience instead* chronosmith: Whirl: *considers both viewpoints; responds with a well thought-out and highly intelligent rebuttal* Lame. smoketopus: ... Really? Still, it was pretty inconvenient for you, right? /Going to affectionately headbutt!/ Airachnid: [how eloquently expressed] Yes well, they clearly don't want to get their own hands dirty. chronosmith: Whirl: Also lame. NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Non-physical. Potential reputation damage, Optimus Prime death reminders. chronosmith: Pipes: *flips up his visor and leans forward, squinting at the screen* Tarantulas: *catches the headbutt with a spider leg* Yes, but I'd rather not dwell. It's - *the movie!!* chronosmith: Whirl: HAHA! Airachnid: [chuckling] smoketopus: ... Oh. Ohhh- that was good. I was worried that she'd- Prowl: @Soundwave «"Reputation damage"?» chronosmith: Pipes: Serves him right. Tailblinking: --ohno Tailblinking: I did miss it. Tailblinking: *Zoned out for a confrence call. Tailblinking: What a twist! Tailblinking: -oh! Tarantulas: *does not like all this music, ugh. he's going to tune it out* chronosmith: Pipes: It's always kind of satisfying when someone who attacks what appears to be a harmless person gets proven so, so wrong. *lets his visor snap down* Tailblinking: So uh. What's she hit him with? The lamp? smoketopus: Scissors! chronosmith: Whirl: Stabbed him with some scissors. Airachnid: She stabbed him with scissors. Tarantulas: Fell on his back and pushed the scissor blade through his heart, really. chronosmith: Whirl: It was HILARIOUS. Airachnid: It was rather amusing. Tailblinking: Oh. Oh wow- thats kinda like the 'suicide disgused as murder' with the knife held with ice. NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): All future introductions reference poor Smokescreen decisions, embarrassing moments. To Decepticons, Prime obsession, near offer. Prowl: It's no surprise something went wrong, with such amateurish planning. Prowl: Their crime scene staging was ghastly. Tarantulas: They're /touching/ so many things Tarantulas: 😕 smoketopus: I was about to say! Isn't this seriously tampering with the scene? Tarantulas: Ah, good. *watches burn* Airachnid: [she is currently watching Tarantulas make whatever he's making] smoketopus: I mean, I guess he wouldn't care, but do humans actually care about that kinda thing, even? Tailblinking: Well, seein' as he was plotin' it... chronosmith: Pipes: *looks curiously to Prowl* Oh? How would you've planned it? smoketopus: Well, yeah. But you'd think someone would notice something weird, right? Prowl: @Soundwave «... You'll be blackmailing him in exchange for what behavior?» Tailblinking: that's a silly question, Pipes- we're talkin' about a different level of technology. chronosmith: Pipes: ...huh? *glances to Jitter* I wasn't talking about tech, just, you know. Ideas. Planning! Tarantulas: *tara finished something crochet-looking, then seemed dissatisfied and subspaced it. he's starting over again* Prowl: I wouldn't have planned a murder. But I WOULD have been able to tell with a minute of observation that the burglary was staged. Tailblinking: ...yeah? Well, I guess we all oughtta come up with our own murder pitch. smoketopus: I phase the person into the ground. No evidence to find then, right? chronosmith: Pipes: *nods, with a little laugh* Well, of course you wouldn't! It was just hypothetical. but even so, yeah, I guess that kinda analysis is right up your alley, huh? NoodlesAtNight: [[He can find things buried in the ground.]] NoodlesAtNight: *Lifts up a feeler* Tarantulas: ...It depends on the way the phase shifter works, which, you still haven't let me had a go at it smoketopus: ... Put that back, Sounds. smoketopus: What if it's I go down to the core of the Earth or something? smoketopus: ... You want a go now, Messy? NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Prowl left alone. Location not told. Chaoit: -sit up after his nap- Tarantulas: ......... smoketopus: /Offering the phase shifter over./ Chaoit: -feels a bit beter- Tarantulas: *to take or not to take* Airachnid: [a part of her wants to snatch the phase shifter, but it's not worth it] Tarantulas: ...I oughtn't now. Another time Tarantulas: *it pains him* smoketopus: Aww. I would've loved to teach you! But I can show you later, right? chronosmith: Whirl: *lifts his head suddenly; he seems to have been dozing off* Phasing evidence into the ground won't protect you if you left your smell all over everything. Tarantulas: Absolutely, Smokescreen. smoketopus: I take a bath afterwards so no one would know. Chaoit: Washing yourself doesn't get rid of the smell on the scene smoketopus: And THEN if anyone asks, I can be like "Someone made me take a bath" and have an alibi smoketopus: What if I meet them in a graveyard? smoketopus: And again, if no one sees the body, there's not going to be a scene chronosmith: Whirl: You can't wash off your SCENT. It's your scent. It's... it's YOU. The essence of Smokescreen. Eau d'Smokescreen. Chaoit: All smells are distinct smoketopus: Are they? I kinda doubt that. chronosmith: Whirl: That's cos you have a weak sense of smell. *pauses, peers* Or no sense of smell. smoketopus: ... Hey, I have a reasonable sense of smell! /Opening his mouth to sniff around the room/ Chaoit: .... chronosmith: Whirl: Well, mine's downright freakish. One of the few senses I got left! Tarantulas: Smokescreen, you really oughtn't try to plan a murder in public, much less in front of a - well. *was gonna say enforcer but prowl got upset when tara said he wasn't one anymore* Airachnid: [she'll flick her snake glossa as well, might as well show mecha with noses how she smells] smoketopus: I'm not planning on murdering anyone, so it's no deal- and I mean, I'm not worried about Airachnid hearing. chronosmith: Pipes: *leans forward and squints again; this detective is really great and entertaining* smoketopus: Murdering people kinda goes against helping Cybertron! NoodlesAtNight: *He really must watch Prowl in action again some time. The torn off bit they found on the Lost Light was interesting, but a full event...* Airachnid: [she squints at Smokescreen, she knows he's up to something] Tailblinking: *soft snickering and he rolls on his front again. Everyone is so very interesting in themselves.* Chaoit: -settles and watches, now- Prowl: *considers Soundwave's suggestion. There's a chance that if he does that, it will INSPIRE Smokescreen to share information he wouldn't have otherwise.* Tarantulas: *jitter'll see tara's crocheting a tiny protoform if he looks toward the corner* Tarantulas: *lil beb skeleton* Tailblinking: .... Airachnid: [she turns back to see what Tarantulas is doing] Tailblinking: *His eyes do go rather bright at that* Prowl: @Soundwave «What are the odds he'll be inspired to be contrary?» Tailblinking: ...Tara, what's that you're craftin? chronosmith: Whirl: *also glances over to take a look at this bit of art* Tarantulas: *it's only half made, head and arms* ...Err. A - something. Protoform, of course. Tailblinking: ...outta what? chronosmith: Whirl: Webbing. It's a spider thing. smoketopus: 😮 /Oooh, that's what that is?/ Just like that? That's really cool chronosmith: Whirl: You should see the hammocks that SHE makes. *nods at Airachnid* Tarantulas: *WHICH is not coming out his butt kthanks. he has spinnerets in his wrists* Airachnid: [chuckles] I can do a lot more than that. Tailblinking: *Optics flicker, and nose twitches* chronosmith: Whirl: Oh? Do tell. smoketopus: Really, Spidey? Any way I could do that ever? That seems cool! I mean, I can crochet, but it's not like I can MAKE it smoketopus: primus I hate these humans Airachnid: I can make silk fine enough to make clothing and blankets. chronosmith: Pipes: *also now looking back at Airachnid* Really? That's amazing! Airachnid: Yes, I had to make a living out of it for a while. I was an artisan after all. NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): ...Uncertain. *Now he's second-guessing his first suggestion.* Perhaps outgoing comm observation: better option. Tarantulas: *huh! neato* Might I ask for a sample sometime, Airachnid? chronosmith: Pipes: You'll hafta show me your work sometime--well, if you want to, I mean. *OH LOOK COMMERCIAL* NoodlesAtNight: *Heard the word "protoform", looks over at what Tarantulas is doing for a second* Airachnid: [and, just to demonstrate, starts to make webbing from her palms but pulls out a thin silk strand] chronosmith: Whirl: So you're an artist-turned-warrior too, huh? Tailblinking: Ah it got through the blockers. Prowl: @Soundwave «Are you going to keep observing after he's gone?» Airachnid: Yes. Chaoit: .... Airachnid: [pauses] Did you do artwork as well? Tailblinking: *Such talented mecha we've got here.* chronosmith: Whirl: *nods* My callsign's "chronosmith" for a reason. NoodlesAtNight: *Small nod.* Airachnid: [perks up] Oh, simply fascinating. Prowl: *mumbles* The husband's lucky the initial murder attempt failed. The new story is far more convincing than his original one was. Tailblinking: ...*stiffled laugher* Tailblinking: I see where this is gonna go. NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Will increase surveillance. If wanted, if fragile feeling not present. chronosmith: Whirl: *nods; it's more of an acknowledging gesture than an agreement* NoodlesAtNight: [[Clever writer.]] chronosmith: Pipes: Yeah! Chaoit: .... Chaoit: He's hitting the mark without aiming Airachnid: [withdraws the silk back into her palm spinnerets and goes back to looking at Whirl] Chaoit: isn't he? Prowl: @Soundwave «... Just until I'm out of the hospital.» Tailblinking: Okay so- I think im really enjoyin' this, as a bit of a dark comedy. NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Accepted. Tarantulas: ...Bets on how long until another human is murdered? smoketopus: 5 minutes Chaoit: Soon Airachnid: Also Tarantulas, you can have a sample yes. Just ask later and I'll give you some. Tarantulas: *visor smile at spide friend* Ah, thank you. I'll remind you before I depart. chronosmith: Whirl: *rests his head on his rotor array again, and starts to doze* Airachnid: [she nods in acknowledgement] NoodlesAtNight: [[...Is human law enforcement allowed to do that?]] chronosmith: Pipes: He's having a good time drawing him in, isn't he? Airachnid: [she's watching Whirl start to doze, it's cute to her] Prowl: He hasn't, technically, done anything illegal. smoketopus: /He miiight be staring at Whirl a little- that's kinda cute!/ chronosmith: *omg Airachnid* Tailblinking: well then chronosmith: *AND SMOKESCREEN* smoketopus: /Also might quietly push a cube of energon over- trying to be casual here!/ Prowl: Asking pointed questions and dropping his own key on the ground isn't against any rules. Tarantulas: *protoform done! it's actually a fullsize mech but heh, subspaced before anyone sees he made the equivalent of a robo voodoo doll* chronosmith: Pipes: Yeah, he was mainly using that whole... key thing as a big show. He was acting, making a big deal about how the keys all look alike, probably to see how the other guy reacted? chronosmith: Pipes: I wouldn't assume theatrics have a place in detective-work, but I guess it can be useful. Tarantulas: *he's making another doll now* Chaoit: .... Chillsins: *Look who it is, the death of the party* Tarantulas: *oooh is it windchill? nevermind tara, he's sitting near whirl, who's snoozing* chronosmith: Whirl* *he'd greet you but he's surrounded by spiders and apparently falling asleep* Prowl: That's not the most... tasteful side of detective work. But in the pursuit of the truth, it's permissible. Tailblinking: The writer of this is... really clever. I wonder what that detective is all up to. Chaoit: ...? chronosmith: Pipes: *he WILL greet, you, waving cheerfully* Hey, Windchill! *looks back to Prowl* Well, you'd know more than me. Good gracious, I hope *I'm* never responsible for solving a murder. Chillsins: *Maybe he doesn't want to talk to you guys anyway, NYAH* NoodlesAtNight: *Nods a greeting to Windchill* chronosmith: *HOW COULD YOU* Chillsins: *Waves at Pipes tho* chronosmith: *good* Prowl: I'm sure you won't have to worry about that. Chillsins: *He's going to find a spot to sit...in the back, and slurp on his dinner in passing. Loudly.* Prowl: *but Pipes would make a decent Good Cop* Tailblinking: *Looks for pipes reaction the second the pause hits* Prowl: ((cmon, if they're gonna interrupt with commercials, they should at least vary them up)) chronosmith: Pipes: *laughs* I'm sure, too! *FOR ONCE... he didn't immediately look up, he was chattin with his pal instead* Chillsins: (( Never )) NoodlesAtNight: *Is curious about these doll things. Stretches a feeler over to peer at one* chronosmith: Whirl: *does not wake; he's out. You could say all kinds of things about how helicopters are overrated and he will not defend himself( Chillsins: (( Jesus Christ brb. )) Tarantulas: *tara's leaning away from the feeler as not-rudely as he can, doesn't want to get within touching distance* NoodlesAtNight: *...Will withdraw it.* chronosmith: Pipes: *chuckles a little; he's really enjoying this detective* Prowl: ... What's she doing out? Isn't she supposed to be executed in a day? Chillsins: *Has no idea what's going on* NoodlesAtNight: [[Perhaps they let her free to prove a point.]] Tarantulas: Likely she's accompanied by an officer of some sort, behind her there chronosmith: Pipes: She's being escorted--maybe they were letting her visit her husband? I'm... not vey knowledgeable about these sorts of things. Tarantulas: Aha NoodlesAtNight: ((ah sorry i didn't know that would be a line, i've never seen this)) chronosmith: ((u fine, cro <3)) Chillsins: (( I missed it. )) chronosmith: Pipes: Well, there you have it! Airachnid: wait I walked away for a moment what)) Chillsins: (( I refuse to wear headphones or turn up the voume anymore this late in the gamr.) smoketopus: It's pretty hard watching how everyone's treating her here, I gotta say. Chillsins: *Realizes, quite suddenly, that he's bored.* chronosmith: Pipes: I guess it's kind of rough on her, but he's keeping her in the dark to keep his... experiments? I guess? Authentic. And that's to save her life... it's still kind of harsh, but if it works... Chillsins: *Sucks loudly through an improvised straw* Tarantulas: It's not so much hiding things from her as it is the attitude with which they're treating her, as far as I'm con - cerned. *GOSH thats annoying windchill, you get a sideeye* Tarantulas: *....side visor* chronosmith: Whirl: *antenna-twitch; that horrible sound might be giving him horrible dreams. It is a Mystery* smoketopus: Yeah! They keep treating her like she's... I don't know, a lot of the stuff making her doubt what she's thinking is kinda... It's pretty rough! Chillsins: *Sucks more. His cube isn't empty but he is a master at angling straws at JUST the right degree for maximum slurpitude.* Chillsins: *Stops slurping for half a second.* chronosmith: Pipes: Yeah, they can definitely be more sympathetic. Chillsins: Gaslighting? smoketopus: Yeah, it does kinda seem like that, especially with how they're acting like she's all ridiculous for what she's saying. Tailblinking: Poor gals still shell shocked from bein' on deathrow. Tarantulas: *merp. going to ignore bad squiggly feelings and also annoyance and keep talking* Yes, and quite casual sexist condecension, which always confuses me Tarantulas: Aha, there she goes smoketopus: Yeah! That's really fragged up. chronosmith: Pipes: *nods* I understand doing everything you can to save her life, but... it's got to be rough, going from expecting to be executed to finding out your conjunx tried to kill you. Chillsins: *Goes right back to trying to suck his own brains up through the improvised straw somehow.* Tarantulas: *....tara's going to stop his crocheting and snag that straw from windchill with a shot silk thread* Chillsins: *Ignore the fact that the 'straw' is obviously a recycled aluminum pipe.* Chillsins: *Looks shocked for all of a second.* Chillsins: *It passes.* Airachnid: [is secretly thankful] Chillsins: *Now he just looks offended.* Tarantulas: *good* Chillsins: Hey! Chaoit: -snorts- Prowl: Quite a hell of a surprise party. Chaoit: caught Chillsins: *Still has no idea what Tarantulas: @ Chill - Yyyyes? Chillsins: is going on or why the music got dramatic.* Tailblinking: Thats... really a good film. Prowl: At least he handled his defeat with grace. Chillsins: @Tarantulass: That's mine! Tarantulas: (( LASS. good smoketopus: Messy, Messy- actually, Spidey, too- you ever do crochet? I bet you'd be pretty good at it! Chillsins: (( Remove the L maybe )) Tailblinking: //Very satisfied. Tarantulas: Not anymore. *starts nomming on it* NoodlesAtNight: *Small leg stretch* Tailblinking: ... Chillsins: (( I'll google the film later. )) Prowl: This Hitchcock human makes fine movies. Airachnid: ...on occasion, but I prefer weaving. Chillsins: Nope, it's still mine. Tailblinking: //Did he just eat the crocheted protoform Chillsins: You're just a thief. Prowl: *............... watches leg* Tarantulas: (( lmao no, he's eating windchill's metal straw smoketopus: Weaving? that's where you're making the textiles, right? That's pretty neat, actually- you do that with webbing or? chronosmith: ((painting: Tarantulas Devouring His Son)) Tailblinking: //lost track of shenanigans as thigns got intense Airachnid: Yes I do. NoodlesAtNight: [[They do. He will research other ones.]] smoketopus: Soundsoundssounds heyheyhey can I recommend a song later? NoodlesAtNight: *Notices this watching. ... Stretch one a little closer in Prowl's direction.* NoodlesAtNight: [[You may.]] smoketopus: Oooh- you got any tips? If you taught me, I could maybe make some from you! Not out of your webbing, but Prowl: *mouth twitch* Tarantulas: @Smoke - Yes, I was just crocheting, and that's one among other things. Chillsins: *Looks extra offended.* Airachnid: Yes I have some tips. First of all, do not be bad at it. If you're bad at it, fix that. Chillsins: *Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a good straw?* smoketopus: https://youtu.be/mw2fh8qfDiA here you go, Soundwave! Tarantulas: *chomp chomp. it's gone now windchill, and tara's visor is quirked in a smirk* chronosmith: Pipes: *watches this Straw Altercation curiously* NoodlesAtNight: *Resettles* @Prowl: (txt): Caught. NoodlesAtNight: *Inspects this musical selection while others fight over a straw... he doesn't understand other bots sometimes* Tarantulas: *pipes probably saw dat monster mouth* chronosmith: Pipes: *he's seen much worse; he's friends with all kinds of alins* Prowl: @Soundwave «I'm a lot less subtle without my peripheral vision.» smoketopus: SOUNDS WOW smoketopus: RUDE NoodlesAtNight: [[You test his patience.]] Chillsins: Give me back my straw. Wheeljack: Smokey Chillsins: *Cough it up you fiend.* smoketopus: It wasn't even anything bad! I thought you'd find it neat. smoketopus: Wheels Tarantulas: No, it's quite gone now. Probably dissolving as we speak. Tarantulas: That's what you get for being so awfully rude Wheeljack: Wanna smoke? Tailblinking: So you're really a tarantula and not a spider, huh Chillsins: Nope, that's not how it works. Chillsins: You owe me a straw. smoketopus: Hey, yeah, that sounds nice, Wheels chronosmith: Pipes: I'd suggest a song but, ha, it's kind of long and I'm guessing the rest of the room might not want to listen to a five-minute guitar solo... Tarantulas: Oh? What song? NoodlesAtNight: [[...What song.]] Chillsins: *Stands up* chronosmith: Pipes: Prowl should be able to guess what I'm talking about. Wheeljack: It's mellow, you can take more hits Prowl: I am and I approve. NoodlesAtNight: *Looks. What song?* Prowl: It's an excellent five-minute guitar solo. chronosmith: Freebird! chronosmith: ^..Pipes Chillsins: *Creeps around.* chronosmith: ((whirl is not mumbling freebird in his sleep)) Chillsins: (( Are you sure. )) Tarantulas: *keen visor on windchill, what u doin* Chillsins: *Looming behind u.* Chillsins: *That's what he's doing.* Prowl: *yessss* chronosmith: ((maybe... who knows. if he is mumbling he's surely whispering)) Tarantulas: *gonna have to get past the spider legs that'll push you back* chronosmith: Pipes: *places a hand over his spark* A classic. Chillsins: *He's bigger than u, not happening.* Tarantulas: *do your worst* smoketopus: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ct6BUPvE2sM What about this, sounds? Chillsins: *Stands there, being the Worst.* Prowl: *prowl's facial expression arranges itself into the Neutral Deadpan of Extreme Satisfaction* chronosmith: (((picks up Tarantulas. Shakes him. an egg falls out)) Tarantulas: (( nO chronosmith: (( :y )) NoodlesAtNight: ((LMAO)) Chillsins: You owe me a straw. Chillsins: (NOT HERE) Airachnid: NO EGGS)) chronosmith: (( 8y )) smoketopus: ((:O Tarantulas: No, I rather think not. Besides, you can drink your energon out of a cube just fine, unlike some NoodlesAtNight: *Observes this deadpan curiously for a second, then settles back into that lean. Maybe some extra lean. He must be comfortable for potentially good music.* Airachnid: except the cat, the cat is allowed)) Tarantulas: Don't abuse your privilege Chillsins: Yes, you do. NoodlesAtNight: [[Next time he will bring straws.]] NoodlesAtNight: [[Then none of you will need to steal them, eat them, or otherwise irritate each other.]] Chillsins: It's not a privilege if you're entitled to take it away. Prowl: *lean intensifies* chronosmith: Pipes: *shakes his head at these shenanigans; he has no idea who this purple fellow is aside from "messy" but gosh how rude* Tailblinking: //aaah im falling asleep. I'm out. Thanks for hosting SW, and everyone stay cool. Tarantulas: (( LETS KEEP IT THAT WAY PIPES chronosmith: ((seeya dude! NoodlesAtNight: ((bye jittermun!!)) Tarantulas: (( byeee Chillsins: (( Byyyye. )) chronosmith: ((Your day of Reckoning will come. but it is not this day)) Airachnid: bye!)) smoketopus: ((Have a good night!) chronosmith: Pipes: *HYPED FOR THE SOLO, IT'S COMIN* Prowl: *HERE IT GOES* NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Their argument: ridiculous. This, reason natural mlah: usef-- chronosmith: ((47 million views........)) NoodlesAtNight: *Helm tilt* Wheeljack: nice Airachnid: [she is not impressed] chronosmith: Whirl: *wailing guitars is enough to wake himl he raises his head and groggily demans* Is that fraggin'--Lynyrd Skynyrd. What the hell is going on. Chillsins: *Hands, meet hips. A perfect match.* chronosmith: Pipes: *is not only impressed, but enjoying it immensely* Wheeljack: Is this makin' anyone else horny Tarantulas: *snrrrk* NoodlesAtNight: *Maybe a little.* chronosmith: Whirl: ...I regret that I asked. smoketopus: wheeljack uh Chillsins: *Not any more than usual.* Airachnid: Eugh. Prowl: *Prowl is not the kind of Autobot who dreams of martyring himself in a blaze of glory.* Prowl: *but if he was, he'd do it to this song.* Chillsins: *He's going to loom back here for the rest of the night, it seems.* smoketopus: You okay? You're pretty horny normally anyway! Tarantulas: *fine by tarantulas so long as you* Tarantulas: *'re not making annoying sounds* Wheeljack: Smokes, this is the kinda song you frag to smoketopus: what chronosmith: Whirl: Oh, hey, it's my footrest. Up and running around. Could've used you tonight, mech. smoketopus: no NoodlesAtNight: *Is not looking at Wheeljack. Wheeljack cannot ruin this good experience for him. Absolutely not* smoketopus: I think all my partners learned to ban me from music Wheeljack: Hey Soundwave Wheeljack: Soundwave Prowl: *leeeans a little more heavily on Soundwave* Wheeljack: HEY MOTHER BITCH Chillsins: *Slurps without a straw.* chronosmith: Pipes: Wheeljack! We're trying to listen. Chillsins: Too bad, Whirl. Chillsins: I thought I was 'replaceable' anyway. Wheeljack: Tell mom bitch to stop ignoring me Tarantulas: *...actually, hah. tara's attention goes back across the room to the flirts, then gets interrupted by chill, and he snaps. up and out the door he goes without a word* Wheeljack: Frag that was good chronosmith: Pipes: Well I can't imagine you'd be surprised that someone would ignore you when you refer to them as "bitch mom." Airachnid: Well then. NoodlesAtNight: *Listen close, Prowl. That faint hum is back. He'll even ping Pipes a thank you.* chronosmith: Pipes: Another good song--if you like rock instrumentals--is Frankenstein, by the Edgar Winters group, but that one is VERY long. NoodlesAtNight: *But be vaguely concerned about Tarantulas'. departure....* Chillsins: *That's what you get for stealing instead of asking him to stop like any decent person.* Wheeljack: Pipes, you don't know scrap Prowl: *... slow, heavy sigh out of all his vents at the same time. It's a mildly overheated sigh* chronosmith: Pipes: *pings him right back; he is only doing what's decent by you, mech* NoodlesAtNight: [[As an authority on the subject, he can say that Pipes is right.]] Prowl: *maybe he should. turn a couple more cooling fans on.* Wheeljack: No! smoketopus: Hey hey soundsoundsounds Soundwave what about this song? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAt9qCEeBxo Chillsins: (( Ew, an anime. )) Airachnid: No. Wheeljack: You did this to me, I can call you whatever I want Chaoit: ... chronosmith: Whirl: You absolutely are, of course. Chaoit: ? Chillsins: *Returns to sitting on the floor. The sit of victory.* NoodlesAtNight: [[And he does not have to listen.]] NoodlesAtNight: *So he doesn't. The sound of cooling fans are much, much nicer.* Wheeljack: Glitch Chillsins: (( That feel when you are certain another pron blog followed you but it's just a really odd personal. )) chronosmith: ((PFFT)) Tarantulas: (( lmao :') Chillsins: (( Snif, you're making me PARaNOID )) Chillsins: (( I BLAME U )) chronosmith: (( o) )) chronosmith: ((JUST PICTURE IT. IN YOUR HEAD. HORRIFYING)) chronosmith: ((SNIP SNIP)) Chillsins: (( DESIST )) NoodlesAtNight: *Previews Smokescreen's suggestion... casually makes a note not to pay attention to other ones* smoketopus: /He's just gonna go over to sit near Wheeljack/ Hey, about that smoke... Chaoit: Are you taking suggestions? smoketopus: Soundssssss what do you think? Is THAT on the right track? Wheeljack: Huh Chillsins: *Makes gross sucking sounds, thanks to the almighty fish lips.* NoodlesAtNight: [[Potentially. Do you have one?]] Wheeljack: Oh yeah, go for it *passes cyg* Chaoit:  Q factory - final reckoning extended Chaoit: That one? Prowl: Not until this one's over. chronosmith: Whirl: Euugh. You live to make me suffer. *hauls himself up and rubs the side of his helm* Seeya later, Airachnid. *bobs his helm to her* Prowl: We're not switching off Simple Man. smoketopus: /He's going to give it a whirl! It seems like something fun here/ Tarantulas: *nevermind tarantulas, he's wandered back down the hall from wherever he went, he's just going to sit and eavesdrop outside the door without looking in* Chaoit: Afterwards chronosmith: Whirl: *and trots over to conk Windchill affetctionately on the chest* And you too, loser. Chillsins: Owie! Chaoit: This band is good Prowl: *what's going over— oh for primussake* This is a hospital! You can't smoke in here! Chillsins: *Falls over DEAD* NoodlesAtNight: *Sits up a bit. Is annoyed that he has to sit up.* Prowl: Put that out or take it outdoors! chronosmith: Whirl: At last. The evil is defeated. Chillsins: *Conked out.* NoodlesAtNight: [[Put. It. Out.]] smoketopus: ... /Putting it in his mouth?/ Chillsins: *Coughs* chronosmith: ((can i shoot it out of his mouth)) Chaoit: ...ew Wheeljack: Hahahaha chronosmith: ((like a wild west movie)) NoodlesAtNight: ((if you don't soundwave will slap it away)) Prowl: ((... yes.)) Chillsins: He's beating me up... chronosmith: ((verdict, smokey?)) Wheeljack: *laughing* Chaoit: Smokescreen Chillsins: *Makes gross sobbing sounds from the floor, possibly agitated by smoke.* Chaoit: Seriously? chronosmith: *places one foot on Windchill triumphantly* Airachnid: Are you surprised? He's an idiot. Chillsins: *Twitches.* chronosmith: ...^ Whirl, not Pipes Chillsins: *Pipes can do it too he doesn't care.* Chillsins: *Just for the record.* Tarantulas: (( not the mech pipes wants to step on chronosmith: *Pipes is comfy where he is, but in the future.... WHO KNOWS. OH GOD MAU NO* Chillsins: *Whines like something not quite as dead as it pretends to be.* Chillsins: Somebody help. Chillsins: Call the police. Chillsins: There's been A MURDER. chronosmith: Whirl: The police won't help you. He's too busy listening to Lynryd Skynyrd. NoodlesAtNight: [[He sees no dead frames.]] Chillsins: I'm dead on the inside, okay? Where it counts. Chillsins: *Huffs.* Airachnid: two Smokescreens)) Chillsins: (( It's a miracle. )) chronosmith: ((THEY'RE MULTIPLYING)) smoketopus: ((asdfgh my wifi NoodlesAtNight: [[If that counted, the morgues would have been filled long ago.]] smoketopus: /Putting it in his mouth as in just sticking the whole cyg in there. That should put it out right/ Prowl: *the police is going to enjoy Simple Man and no footrest murders are going to stop him* Wheeljack: Smokes wtf Chillsins: It totally counts. Chillsins: Because...I said so. Wheeljack: Just give it back to me, ya don't have to eat it smoketopus: /Fiiine, spitting it out and giving it to Wheeljack/ Sorry about that. Chillsins: *Glares balefully at Whirl past his own boobs. You murderer.* Wheeljack: Ugh chronosmith: Whirl: Anyway, I'll leave them to pick up my messes for me. As usual. *steps over Windchill, by which I mean he totally steps on him to walk over him* NoodlesAtNight: *Supposes that counts as obeying the demand to put it out* chronosmith: Whirl: Catch ya later. Chillsins: *HONKS* NoodlesAtNight: [[Farewell, Whirl.]] smoketopus: ... Seriously, I can make it up to you if you want. chronosmith: (jskd I LAUGHED)) Wheeljack: *tries to clean it off* Prowl: *winces at the honk* Chillsins: *Lifts an arm to wave goodbye.* Chillsins: Bye, you murderer. Sleep soundly. smoketopus: Bye mech! chronosmith: *also winces, a little, but this is followed by a short, barking laugh* NoodlesAtNight: *Hums a little louder to soothe the honk away. He's very tempted to shoo them all out right now.* chronosmith: Whirl: I intend to. *bobs his head at Soundwave and trots off* NoodlesAtNight: [[A good selection, Blaster. Thank you.]] chronosmith: *and gives the room one last wave* Chillsins: *Lies there, dead.* Chillsins: *OR IS HE?* chronosmith: Pipes: It's very interesting! Chillsins: Tunes like these demand...more bicycling. smoketopus: I didn't even know cygs were a deal in a hospital, though. Weird! Chaoit: Welcome Tarantulas: *hopefully the attention deflectors are working right now. pls let no one see him sittin there sulking when they leave* Chillsins: *Lift up him legg and booty and start cycling through the air.* Airachnid: It's a hospital, a place where mecha with issues come to heal, not get a face full of smoke. Prowl: *that's because you're a COMPLETE MORON no no no prowl no don't say anything don't draw any more attention to yourself...* Airachnid: Which can cause problems with mecha if they have issues with their vents. Chillsins: *Unstoppable.* Airachnid: You dense idiot. Chaoit: .... smoketopus: I wasn't smoking in anyone's face- but yeah I guess I'm an idiot or whatever. Thank you so much. Chillsins: Everyone here is so mean. chronosmith: Pipes: *watches Windchill, amused* Getting some Jazzercise in? Airachnid: No problem. Airachnid: : 3c Chillsins: *Huffs and puffs and pedals faster.* Chillsins: I don't know what you mean. Chillsins: *He does.* Chillsins: I have to meet my daily annoyance quota. chronosmith: Pipes: *he's gonna take you at face value* You've never seen Jazzercise? You should. I bet you'd get a kick out of it. Tarantulas: (( sdgfsdg im trying to think of a song for tara to ping soundwave but all i can think of is "jesse's girl" NoodlesAtNight: ((DO IT)) chronosmith: ((do another cik springfield song)) Prowl: ((LMAO)) Airachnid: [also, she didn't go through vorns of medical school for fun] Chaoit: ((do it chronosmith: ((HUMAN TOUCH)) Chillsins: Not really. NoodlesAtNight: *Stop saying Jazz's name in things. You're making his audials itch.* Chillsins: I've heard of it but always been too scared to investigate further. Chillsins: It sounds like an abomination. smoketopus: Yeah, Spidey. You really help SO much. I don't know what I'd do without you. ... Wheeljack, you got anything else that works like cygs that don't make smoke or anything? chronosmith: Pipes: I can send you some files, if you want. I've got tapes. NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt) Soundwave, busy thinking. Multiple compliments, personal statements received. Circumstances: irrelevant; effects: static. Return deserved. Chillsins: *Appears to think about this.* Chillsins: Okay. Prowl: @Soundwave «... Compliments?» *okay, he was expecting Soundwave to pay him back for blackmailable materials, but—compliments?* chronosmith: Pipes: Or, I could swing by again. You showed me a movie last time, I can return the favor. *pauses* ...d'you think any of your friends would want to check it out? Chillsins: *He can just google it, but if Pipes is offering misery on a platter, he'll take it.* NoodlesAtNight: *No, no. That is, yes, but... this first. He's in the mood to do it.* chronosmith: *o ye of little faith. Pipes is going to get you the Greatest Jazzercise* Chillsins: My cave troll friends? Chillsins: *He's scared already.* NoodlesAtNight: ((beware incoming wall)) chronosmith: Yeah! Chillsins: *Listen, he couldn't handle Sesame Street because the puppets were too scary.* NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt) Dorsal armor protects well. Admired: perseverance despite unreasonable opposition, calculation, logic, foresight, protectiveness. Legs: sturdy, strong; comfortable wrap predicted. Musical tastes known, liked. Nose, chin block, helm construction enhance faceplate angles. Humor: sharp, enjoyable. Many pleasing frame corners, ridges, crevices, grips. Suspected transfer, processing speeds appeal. Knowledge demonstration, lectures: entertaining. Solid hand shape, satisfying fit. NoodlesAtNight: *Soundwave is quietly thankful Prowl’s never thought to sharpen the ends. He already wants them everywhere as it is. Claws would be the end of him.* NoodlesAtNight: Current return: complete. Chillsins: * This might well be the death of him.* NoodlesAtNight: *And with that said, he'll sink in a little more and enjoy the music* chronosmith: *Pipes: Herald of the End* chronosmith: *and also Seducer of Aliens* Chillsins: ...Maybe some of them. Chillsins: Maybe one. Prowl: *freezes in surprise* Prowl: *vague undignified noise* NoodlesAtNight: *Little trembles.* Chillsins: (( All I could think of was G1 Prowl's Dull Surprise I'm sorry. )) chronosmith: No pressure, of course, but hey, the more the merrier. Prowl: ((that's probably what prowl's Surprised Face looks like)) Prowl: *give him a minute, he's got to figure out how vocabulary works again* Chillsins: *Slowly cycles to a stop.* Chillsins: I can ask. smoketopus: Actually, Wheeljack- you still up for smoking maybe outside? Would you be up for that at all or nah? Wheeljack: Sure Wheeljack: Not toasted enough chronosmith: *streetches* All right... for now, I'm heading out. Lemme know, Windchill, and take care of yourself! Prowl: *ping. gratitude tag.* chronosmith: See you guys later. And, glad you're feeling better, Prowl. NoodlesAtNight: [[Goodbye, Pipes. Be well.]] smoketopus: Toasted? I'd hope not... But I definitely want to be able to relax some. Slag hasn't been fun. Airachnid: I better be leaving as well. I have work to do. Chillsins: *Nods, and waves bye bye.* NoodlesAtNight: *Nods to Airachnid* Prowl: *he heard his name. it takes him a few seconds to translate the message. jerky nod. he's a tad distracted.* smoketopus: Have fun Spiderscream chronosmith: You too, Soundwave! Say hi to Rumble for me! NoodlesAtNight: [[He will.]] chronosmith: And tell Frenzy I said: Love safari. NoodlesAtNight: [[...Very well.]] Airachnid: [nods back before slipping out, ignoring Smokescreen] NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Tag acknowledged. NoodlesAtNight: *p l e a s e d* chronosmith: *eeeexcellent. And with that, he scuttles out* Prowl: *quietly snakes a hand around Soundwave's arm* Prowl: CardinalKO: *rolls in prone position on leg and back wheels* NoodlesAtNight: *What I just wrote, but in capital letters this time.* Prowl: ((... i have no idea who the new Guest is)) NoodlesAtNight: [[...You are late, Knock Out.]] smoketopus: Knocktopus! smoketopus: You missed the whole movie! CardinalKO: Oh, blast. Chillsins: *Lays on the floor, collecting germs.* CardinalKO: *yes lets be germ buddies* smoketopus: You didn't miss me, though, for all that's worth. Chillsins: *Don't worry, it happened to him too, near abouts.* CardinalKO: Well, it's worth more than nothing, at least. smoketopus: I'm glad you think that! CardinalKO: It's my arbitrary birthday. Or at least, it was last week but I forgot until today. smoketopus: !!! BIRTHDAY! smoketopus: I GOTTA MAKE YOU A BIRTHDAY CAKE AND CARD AND AND- You wanna come over for a night sometime? Chillsins: *Huffs and grunts, it 's nearing time for him to head home. BUT NOT JUST YET.* CardinalKO: Ooo, that sounds delightful! CardinalKO: *will slowly rolls over to germbuddy* Chillsins: *He's basically just furniture so far as most are concerned anyway, maybe they'll forget he's there.* Chillsins: *Who knows what awful things he will see from this vantage point.* smoketopus: Really? Haha- I look forward to making you that cake! CardinalKO: I'd ask how the weather is down here, but I'm here too. Chillsins: *It's the perfect plan.* CardinalKO: I'm looking forward to it too, and thank you Trogdor. CardinalKO: I still don't entirely understand why I get loot for existing, but I welcome it wholeheartedly. smoketopus: Because we're celebrating your existence 'cause we love you! Chillsins: *Peers at the late arrival from the corner of his optics.* CardinalKO: *friendly germ bump* Chillsins: *OINKS* CardinalKO: !!!! CardinalKO: Trogdor, have I ever told you that you remind me of the Steven Universe human? CardinalKO: *tentative second germ bump* smoketopus: ... Steven? Really? Chillsins: *Grunts like a piggy.* Prowl: *hmm. another good guitar solo* Chillsins: *He's not moving, this is HIS germ farm. You can have it over his cold, dead body.* Chillsins: *Never mind that he's been claiming to be dead for the past half hour at least.* NoodlesAtNight: *Well, if there's just a dead guy and two others here, that's the three rule. So that loop through the elbow gets an overlap by way of feeler.* smoketopus: I'm gonna go 'cause I feel like scrap and I've got things to do but- Knocktopus, sit up so I can kiss your tires. NoodlesAtNight: [[You three will have to vacate shortly. He will need time to rearrange these chairs.]] smoketopus: You need any help, Soundwave? Chillsins: *Pretends to be dead.* Chillsins: Okay. NoodlesAtNight: [[No. He fixes more than this on weekends.]] Chaoit: -looks like his break's over then- Prowl: *his grip tightens slightly when smokescreen suggests staying longer.* NoodlesAtNight: *Don't worry. He's got it.* Wheeljack: What Chaoit: -stretches- smoketopus: Fair enough! I feel kinda bad for causing trouble, though. Any way I can help? NoodlesAtNight: [[Blaster... consider finding your way to his planet next time you need a vacation. He would be interested in hearing what else you recommend musically.]] Chaoit: Heh. NoodlesAtNight: [[No. No help.]] Chillsins: *Rolls onto his front. Step one complete.* CardinalKO: Yes, you do remind me of Steven. Chaoit: Next time I get a break that last longer than a few hours, I'll come by smoketopus: Oh. Okay... You want some energon goodies? I've got some, I think. CardinalKO: *sits up for tire kisses* smoketopus: /Going to give Knock Out's tires some kisses! For good luck!/ NoodlesAtNight: [[No, Smokescreen. He does not want anything from you. If you wish to make up for causing trouble, excuse yourself quietly and cause less in the future.]] NoodlesAtNight: *Nods to Blaster. Good.* Chillsins: *Makes some extra gross crying sounds since the floor is there to muffle it for effect.* CardinalKO: *will give him a cheek kiss* smoketopus: Will do- I didn't cause too much trouble today, did I? Wheeljack: Kid NoodlesAtNight: *Glances down at Windchill* Chillsins: *Lies there like a toddler exhausted after a tantrum.* NoodlesAtNight: [[Someone fetch a mortician. This dead frame is beyond even his own strength to lift.]] CardinalKO: Well, I'll take my leave. smoketopus: Nightnight, Knocktopus! Chillsins: *He will not be moved by pleas or threats.* CardinalKO: One of these days I'll make it in time for the movie. Chaoit: -and up he gets, going home now- Prowl: *dryly* At least we're already in a hospital. CardinalKO: *concerned stare at pig-bot* NoodlesAtNight: *Amused bob* Chaoit: -and nearly trips at the joke- NoodlesAtNight: [[They may wish to do an autopsy. He is not from here, after all. Much to learn.]] Chillsins: *Sits up suddenly, looking much refreshed despite having his dinner cut short by a straw thief.* CardinalKO: That means the "no weapons" rule doesn't apply right? *smiles* NoodlesAtNight: [[Look at that, good doctor. A miracle. Fine work.]] smoketopus: 😮 The dead rising? Isn't that kinda a bad sign, though? CardinalKO: Amazing! Chillsins: If you do an autopsy you might even figure out how to make new Cybertronians. NoodlesAtNight: [[Yes. You should be the first to flee.]] Chillsins: Since that's such a big deal with you lot. Chillsins: Unfortunately for you, I am no longer completely dead. CardinalKO: *chuckles* Good night, good night. Chillsins: Only mostly dead. smoketopus: ... Wouldn't you be? I'm not exactly afraid of dark energon or whatever. NoodlesAtNight: *Primus give him patience beyond his usual reserves. He's about to bridge Smokescreen out himself.* Prowl: *please.* Chaoit: Heeey, Smokescreen NoodlesAtNight: [[Then you are an even bigger idiot than most people suspect. Now. You have a departure to make.]] Chaoit: I think it's time we left Chaoit: Soundwave does have to clean up Chillsins: *Makes it to his feet.* Chaoit: And would probably do a better job if we weren't in the way NoodlesAtNight: *Silently adds a few points to Blaster's column in his mind* NoodlesAtNight: *Feels dirty doing that, but it is what it is* smoketopus: I'm not an idiot- ugh. Whatever- I've got other things to do. Have a good night, Soundwave. Chillsins: *Flees at an ambling pace before he can be autopsied and his robo-uterus reverse engineered to build armies of babies or whatever.* NoodlesAtNight: *A good idea, given the identity of his other ally.* Chillsins: *A good idea only means he walks slower. He is all about BAD ideas.* NoodlesAtNight: *A bad idea would be to walk so slowly he delivers a cattle prod shock to speed it up* Chillsins: *He's used to people electrocuting his butt at this point, thanks. Happens all the time. He screams.* Chaoit: -annnd he's off to finish work in his own timeline- G'night! Chillsins: *They laugh. Apparently causing him harm is funny no matter where he goes.* NoodlesAtNight: ((I didn't actually shock him 😨 )) Chaoit: ((this was fun. Thanks! Annnnd g'night NoodlesAtNight: ((night!)) Chillsins: (( I know I'm just narrating. IT DOES... HAPPEN QUITE A LOT. )) Chillsins: (( So 'he screams' means 'when that happens, he screams' )) NoodlesAtNight: ((oh!)) Wheeljack: That song was sexy too Chillsins: Bye, suckerrrrrrrs. NoodlesAtNight: [[Goodbye.]] Chillsins: *He vanishes into the night.* NoodlesAtNight: [[And you? Have you no beehive to tend?]] Wheeljack: GHahahahaha Wheeljack: You know I do NoodlesAtNight: [[Then go do so.]] Wheeljack: Make me Prowl: Shall you or shall I? NoodlesAtNight: *Looks to Prowl and motions with one hand, curious.* Prowl: *quietly opens a bridge under his feet* Wheeljack: *oop* NoodlesAtNight: ((omfg)) Prowl: *Prowl actually has no idea where Wheeljack lives. He just dropped him on the polar opposite side of Cybertron.* NoodlesAtNight: *Stares where WJ was for a moment. Stares for another moment. Then twists and stares at Prowl. And THEN, finally, gives his shoulder such a headbump.* Prowl: *shoulders tremble slightly. returns the bump.* NoodlesAtNight: (txt): Deep, deep gratitude. Prowl: I have to fight the urge to do that every time he opens his mouth. NoodlesAtNight: (txt): Urge fought every -vent-. Prowl: *snorts* NoodlesAtNight: *curious tilt* (txt): Fan activation noticed. Band: Lynyrd Skynyrd, pleasing? Prowl: ... Thhhe guitar solo and the company. NoodlesAtNight: *Smaller bump. He heard that second part.* (txt): Interested continuation: Why solo? Prowl: ... I like it. Prowl: ...... Might have interfaced to it once. Prowl: Liked it before then. Prowl: ... Wouldn't mind a repeat. NoodlesAtNight: (txt): Repeat play, repeat interface accompaniment? Unclear. Prowl: Well. Both, but I meant the latter. NoodlesAtNight: (txt): Accepted. Will play now. If interface allowed in future, will utilize then. Prowl: ... How good are you at predicting how soon you'll overload? NoodlesAtNight: *What an odd question. Prowl has his attention. He taps the side of his helm with his free arm. Mm, there's the solo again.* NoodlesAtNight: (txt): Own mind, frame known well. Accurate timing. Prowl: Mm. This is a good song to use to try to synchronize overloads. There's sort of a, er—climax to the song, near the end. NoodlesAtNight: (txt): Challenge proposed? {humor} Prowl: Well, maybe not on our first try, but. *sheurmiours* NoodlesAtNight: *Small lighting boost. "First try" implies multiple tries. His brain's just got all kinds of places.* NoodlesAtNight: gone* Prowl: *well they're not going to interface ONCE, are they? given, this is all still hypothetical, but. Prowl should hope they're compatible enough for more than just one interface session.* NoodlesAtNight: *He hopes so. He'd rather this didn't turn out to be something along the lines of "and now I've done this and I'm no longer interested".* NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt): Accepted. Other games also liked, would play. NoodlesAtNight: @Prowl: (txt) Perhaps after Prowl frame learned. Study material appreciated if delivered. Until then, rest needed? Prowl: *sigh* Unfortunately, yes. NoodlesAtNight: *Nods. Uses arm grip to pull Prowl into getting a very, very light nuzzle to the chin.* NoodlesAtNight: (txt): Other meetings enjoyed later. Will escort again. Come. Prowl: *very, very lightly nuzzles back* Prowl: Very well. *reluctantly draws back and stands* NoodlesAtNight: *Joins, just as reluctantly. Some day...* NoodlesAtNight: *And he'll do just that once Prowl gets hopping* Prowl: *back to the hospital room*