#then again... so is the mun's but shhhh

[richardxoliverxmayhew]

//Look at me! Actually managing to write up some drafts amidst my assignment deadlines! I would write up more, but Richard's state is currently this....//

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Please, it's Sinday today

Write a Short NSFW Drabble between Angel Dust and Alexandre Clément, pretty please?

((Hello. I was going to wait to write some NSFW drabbles till I got more ideas but I guess I can try again. But here you go dear.))

Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom

"Easy now..just take your time..Your doing so good right now."

Alexandre blushed seeing Angel carefully moving on his lap but it was still pretty arousing seeing him moaning softly from the slight movements. He wanted to spend more time with Angel dust so he got his wish.

Alexandre was able to reserve a private moment with him but he was able to switch so he was now sitting with Angel in between his legs. He twitched feeling him stroking or sucking him off while moaning dazed. It was too good to stop even when seeing how flushed Alexandre was.

"Easy n..now sugar daddy. I don't want to make you cum too soon. I wish to see you enjoy this as much as you can." he smiled but gives a few more kisses against his length as Alexandre twitched then shivered in pleasure.

"A..Angel.."

"Shhhh..I'll take good care of you." he whispered blushing.

[theunconcernedembalmer]

(For mun) you mentioned that there were a couple of good writing for Aesop's character, I'd really like to read those recs if you're okay with sharing them!

boi i have not read these fics in a very long time, mostly cos i got tired filtering out all the horny all the time n all the AUs i dont dig. n is it just me or i really cant find good joseph n aesop fics in the tag. hmm. also if u have been looking through the tags in ao3 u probably have read all these before aha. also i just realized u meant aesops character n not. joseph n aesop.. to which i will apologize first cos thats all i ever read aha. but i promise aesop is ok hand sign in these uwu

anyway if anyone has good reccs pls hmu i’ll share them here XD i am pretty picky with my fics tho so i guess i shouldnt be complaining when there isnt much Food. anyanyway the gucci is under the cut

its really not a lot HAHAHAHAH the post just got uncomfrotably long with text. i definitely did not waste so much time on this rereading everything i probably missed a few since i dont actually have them saved n had to trawl through the tags for them, but here are some of my favs, all finished. minimal horny stuff, though if there is its part of the plot.

Truce Day- a day where hunters and survivors team up for a game in the manor. i really like aesop’s character in this where he realizes that joseph is his favourite kind of person: dead. very slight horny warning

Local Frenchman Becomes Uncle to Rich Headless Boy- modern AU where joseph calls aesop in to cover babysitting duty for robbie, a very unhinged little boy. i love the dynamics between aesop and joseph but especially joseph and robbie.

Will you give me a drink?- modern barista AU. barista and regular customer pine for each other from across the cafe counter. some parts are incredibly cheesy but its really really sweet, and i especially love That One Chapter. that chapter really sold it for me (its the bitter sweet drink one)

To Pause Time With You- post manor AU, slow burn. this one has pretty heavy themes including homophobia n religious stuff (ngl some of it made me feel a little uncomfortable), so a huge heads up. also some horny, but the author made it such that u can skip it entirely without affecting the story. its not recommended for minors to read, but when has that stopped yall really. anyway im a sucker for slow burn n there’s really not many slow burn fics for these two so

and if you’re just here for left aesop with no joscarl i can only recommend Emma Woods Direct Identity V Stage! high school theatre AU oneshot, that n everything else is in the title really HAHAHAHAH this one has a lot of characters everywhere with no particular relationship in focus but everyone is very well characterized and overall a joy to read. sorry im just here for the pairing so u get this HAHAHAHAH

[goldenschemes]

It's the infant crying, shrieking more like, as Byleth rocks her gently and whispers softly in her little pointed ear. The new mother is trembling, clearly woken in as much fright as Khalid had felt, and near to tears as her desperate efforts do little to calm the wailing child. Her mumbled words are a stuttered and raspy melody, an attempt to sing a soothing lullaby utterly ruined by the panic choking her.

Her head snaps up when the king rushes in, her slit pupils dilated wide enough to almost be round again.

"Khalid!" she rasps, wanting but unable to reach out to him without dislodging her baby.

“Yes — I’m here, darling, hang on — “

As the tent flap swooshes shut behind him, Khalid kneels in front of Byleth, pulls her and the baby close. He doesn’t see or sense an attacker, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t one, so he remains vigilant — at least, as well as he can with the baby’s piercing, heart-wrenching cries filling the air. He also tries to calm the child down. “Sh-sh-shhh, émai, azizam, ‘yadaian mun, shhh, yeshi, shhhh…”

[sweetestlamb]

Teenage Dream- All I Want For Christmas Is You (Christmas Finale)

Summary: Mun-yeong gives Gang-tae his gift. 

Author notes: Sorry for the wait I just have a sickness fanfictioniatis, there's no known cure. Instead of writing updates I just start writing new stories. Opps.  I wrote this mentally for days but couldn’t bring myself to actually type it, sorry if it seems rushed I have a jam packed schedule this week so I wrote this before bed. For @truccieeboo​ and all the Moonmun lovers who have stuck with me, I appreciate you all. IDK when I’ll write IOTNBO again or when inspiration will hit but writing them again was a delight. 

"You love her don't you?" His head jerks at his brother's matter-of-fact tone as he laces up his winter boots, hat snug on his thick unruly dark tresses and scarf wound tight around his neck. His mother was adamant about him dressing warmly, it was endearing most times. Annoying others. 

He chokes on his shock, stuttering around his tongue before peering deeply into the chipped wooden floor, brazen ways all but melted away in front of his older brother. It's one thing to utter those words to Mun-yeong. It's a completely different beast to admit that to his family, they might inquiry why and then he'll have to regal the many reasons his heart beats for her.

"You know ignoring me won't make me disappear right? I'm still here. Plus it wasn't a question." Sang-tae smirks at him, one eyebrow quirked in amusement at his tangible discomfort. "Just keep being there for her. Mom considers her a daughter at this point, so she's stuck with us. Maybe tell her how you feel."

He can feel the heat of his brother's eyes on his downturned head and he squirms under the persistent attention before Sang-tae exclaims, "What? You already told her. Wow. Are you still my little brother? I'm impressed."

Finally he speaks, "I couldn't keep it a secret. She needs so much love big brother, I just want to...." He falters, too many words on the tip of his tongue. I want to love her forever. I want to give her everything. I want to be the reason she smiles. But his brother must read his face because he claps him on the shoulder gruffly before dragging him into an one armed hugged.

"You're all grown up."

He feels small in Sang-tae's arms but he grips tighter before drawing away and throwing a wave at his brother. He doesn't want to keep her waiting any longer.

Not one second more. 

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"Mun-yeong?" He calls out to her as he pushes his way into the lavish space, she'd left the door open for him, he grins at the beautifully decorated tree heart warm at the memory of all them right here just days ago, that gorgeous smile on her face. He's never seen her shine her bright, they didn't even need the star on the top of the tree. It paled in comparison to her luminance.

He closes the door behind himself. Toeing off his snow dusted boots and slipping his snow bitten feet into plush house slippers, deep green with grey fur lining. He casually walks to her fridge storing all the food and side dishes his mother had forced him on, demanding that they "fatten" her up. In his eyes she was already perfect in every way but he found a special satisfaction in watching her eat, knowing that she was enjoying what he'd provided. It made his pride curl up and roar, lick its paw and roll over like a big cat. 

"Mun-yeon--"

The room darkens suddenly leaving him in near darkness, the sun setting hours ago. The bus had taken longer than he'd anticipated and despite Mun-yeong's insistence that he could call Sang-in, he couldn't bring himself to bother the driver. Gang-tae was not his responsibility after all, plus anyone could see that they had a bond far more special than driver and passenger. It felt like an intrusion on their relationship. 

He spins around in confusion, squinting in the inky blackness before a dim light catches his eyes in the corner of the room.

"You're here."

Her voice is smoky clouds on a dark day, clinging to his skin and leaving him tender.

"What... I- you...wow."

He eloquently responds to her statement as she steps closer to him, twinkling with each step soft clinks with each step as the lights knock into each other.

It's hard to breathe.

She's wrapped in white Christmas lights that start at her sharp collarbone and twist and weave to her dainty ankles, lights illuminating each inch of her near naked skin, bits of lace peek out through the lights and he gasps for breath as he watches her closing in on him. A big red bow sits atop her perfectly straight bob strands tickling her collarbones, matching lipstick coats her pert lips that are curved in a feline smile.

"Merry Christmas, Moon Gang-tae."

His legs are weak as he grabs the arm of the humongous couch, putting his full weight on the steadying object. Before sitting on the soft cushions but his eyes never leave his...gift. Her can't look away, she is the sun and despite knowing the dangers of staring his eyes are reckless, raking up and down her figure. Hungrily. Desperately. Terrified.

"Mun-yeong." He breathes out heavily, fists twisted in the cushion of the couch. Close to ripping the material into smithereens. 

"Are you ready for your gift?" She asks with a cute head tilt, she sashays her way before she's standing into the gap between his legs.

Before he can verbally answer she places one finger on his lips. "Shhhh. You don't need to answer. Let me say thank you for everything you've done."

"You have nothi--"

She cuts him off by sitting on his left leg, lights pressing into his thigh but he's too blinded by her beauty up close to even process the pain. She gently grabs his face, staring him dead in his eyes, twin pools of affection and promises beyond their years.

When she kisses him starburst behind his eyelids, her mouth sweet like hot chocolate as he immediately reacts to the coaxing of her nimble tongue. She tugs at his hat before throwing it across the room, and suddenly he's being devoured; her tongue on his neck, then curled around his earlobe then back to his chin and licking back into his soft gaping mouth.

He almost jolts out of his seat when she grabs his cock without preamble, sure hand wrapped around his leaking head through his pants as he unconsciously thrusts into her hands, guttural moans loud in the silence of the room.

"Mun-yeong ahhhh uhn!"

He can't control his hips as they surge forward meeting her stroke for stroke, before the metallic pull of his zipper permeates the room and she grips his naked skin through the slit in his boxers.

He's about to lose his mind.

But before that he draws away, taking three deep calming breaths. Much to her visible annoyance.

He tugs her hand away from his aching cock, his body screaming at him the whole time.

With a raw throat he whispers, "We don't have to do this. This isn't why I did everything I did. You don't owe me anything. Just holding you is enough."

Her eyes glisten as he holds her gaze, her bottom lip trembling minutely before she straightens up tugging at his collar until they are mere centimeters apart.

"Gang-tae." Her voice quakes and he can't help but drag her into a tight embrace, lights be damned he'll take all the pain in exchange for her in his arms. "Gang-tae, why did you do this to me?"

His brows lift in question but she continues to tremble in the bridge of his neck, softly sniffling now. Breaking his heart piece by piece. 

"Don't cry. Don't ever cry."

He rocks her back and forth, soothing hand stroking up and down her back. Trying to rub away the shaking in her bones. 

"Why did you make me love you? Why would you do this? How am I supposed to let you go?"

He stiffens at her words. Flabbergasted. Shell shocked. Love. What? He'd made her do what? Love him? How?

Palming her neck he softly pulls her away, urgently needed confirmation that his ears aren't deceiving him. He'd never expected her to say those words back to him so soon, he'd seen just how spooked she'd been when he'd said them to her. He thought those words were to never be uttered again and he would keep them locked in the crevice of his mind until she was ready. 

"You what?" He begs her to repeat, tongue heavy in his desert dry mouth.

She tries to hide in his neck once more but he maneuvers them until she's spread on the couch on her back as he looms over her, the lights dancing across her skin and flashing in his eyes. Teasing.

"Please." He pleads, pride thrown away. He's sacrificed anything for this moment.

She looks up at him shyly, the antithesis of his girlfriend he almost chuckles at the discrepancy. But this moment is too tight. Too charged, if he laughs he might shatter like crystals.

He runs a finger down her clavicle, taking a moment to appreciate the titillating vision in front of him. Her tight nipples are peeking through the lights wrapped around her heaving chest, he instinctively grabs at the tight peaks twisting them harshly. She jumps at his rough treatment hissing while glaring at him.

"You heard me!"

There's his she-devil. He smiles at the return of her flame.

Before he can continue she pushes him away, his back colliding with the armrest of the couch as he looks at her with bewildered eyes. More than slightly turned on. His cock dances in his too tight jeans.

She slinks off the couch, walking across the room before stopping in front of the tree. She finally looks back at him over her thin shoulder. Eyes so dark her pupils have all but disappeared.

"Gang-tae."

He waits with bated breath. Will she finally say the words he wants to hear? He will remember them until the day he can hear no more, until the day his spirit leaves this realm. He leans forward, desperately needing her to continue speaking. He nods at her. Please.

She falls to the ground in a graceful tumble of limbs before curling a finger at him.

"Make love to me."

His heart skips a beat, then pounds like a jackhammer in his chest. He looks at her, lost.

But she isn't finished, "Please. I need you. Take me, everything I am belongs to you."

He chokes out a grunt before falling to his knees and crawling slowly to her, heart thumping with each inch he closes until she's within reach and they both lunge clashing in a tangle of tongue, tight grips and immeasurable desire. She kisses him like this is their last moment, nails sharp on his neck as she claws at his nape. While he sucks at the wet pink appendage, humming as she moans into his mouth. Everything is sweltering hot, the lights on her body singing at his skin now. He welcomes the pain, it's grounding.

Mun-yeong rips away suddenly, panting hard looking him deep in the eyes, searching for something before catching his chin in her hand. She smiles at him, it's so beautiful it aches.

"I love you."

His world breaks apart for a moment before stitching itself back together, hot streaks roll down his smooth cheeks. She wipes at the stray tears gently tsking at him.

"You're such a baby." She holds him like he's something precious and his skin feels pulled too thin but she rocks him now, holding on for dear life.

"Gang-tae. I want you. I don't want to stop tonight."

Without him even a second to process much less respond to her command, she leans back onto a fluffy rug he hadn't noticed on the ground before, cushioning her descent.

Then further annihilating his synapses she rolls over onto her stomach, looking at him with beckoning eyes.

"I want it like this."

At her seductive words he snaps to attention, eyes roving over the delicate round curve of her ass arched into the air. The lights sinking into the skin of her cheeks and he wants that to his finger tips so without hesitation he reaches out and grabs her tight cheeks, spreading them a little with his rough palming.

He knees his way over until their bodies slot together, grinding his aching hard erection onto her ass avoiding the lights to find soft skin and simultaneously he palms her breasts, hardening at her high pitched moans as she rocks forth into his hands and then earnestly back into his cock, desperate for both sensations.

Her sounds ignite his fire and he grips her tighter, spreading her legs with his knee before thrusting his cock head on into her cloth covered center, wet squelch ringing in his ears at the impact. They both hiss and begin frantically slapping each other, the thin slit of her panties the only thing stopping their ultimate connection.

Ripping at the lights and her panties, he tears the soft lace and watches as her pussy is bared to his hungry gaze the lights dazzling around her soft pinkness, calling to him. Fuck me. Fuck me.

"Gang-tae. Gang-tae! Stop teasing fuck me!"

Oh. Perhaps that wasn't his subconscious.

Pulling a condom from his wallet, willing himself not to be embarrassed. He'll find a way to thank his brother for forcing him to carry them. But now isn't the time to think about anyone but the magnificent creature beneath him.

Before he can tear the condom open with his shaking hands, she reaches behind to snatch his hand and guide it to her soaking wet opening, his index fingers sinks in without any resistance at all. His cock cries at the implications, ready to be submerged. Drown in her ocean. 

"You don't need to be gentle. I've done this before."

He freezes at that admittance, reality dousing him like a bucket of ice cold water. Of course. He wasn't her first, that shouldn't be shocking. She was gorgeous and probably had many boyfriends before him. It wasn't a big deal. He didn't care.

......He shouldn't care. It didn't make this any less special. She loved him. And he her.

But he can't move. Imagining a faceless man in his place, touching her the way he'd thought he'd only touched her.

"Gang-tae!"

He snaps out of his thoughts, his fingers are no longer in her tempting heat. They are still in front of him now. Stagnant. 

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?" She asks him, looking back at him in confusion and he reaches for the condom but it falls from his grasp and he can't control the jealousy that bubbles up. He can’t stop the bitter words from flying out of his lips, he’s hurt. 

"I thought we were each other's firsts." He bites out, feeling small and stupid. He has no reason to be upset she'd never told him that, he'd simply assumed and now he was disappointing himself. He was ruining everything.

"Idiot." He nods in agreement, he is an idiot for getting upset about something like that. "You are my first for everything. I just meant touching myself, what do you think only boys masturbate? With you for a boyfriend I had to unless I wanted to go insane, you never wanted to do anything. Do you know how horny I am all the time?"

Oh.

He can't suppress the blinding smile that etches across his face and she rolls her eyes at him.

"I better be your first. I'll kill anyone who touched you before."

He chuckles at her dark promise, nodding his head. As if that's something she has to worry about. Nobody has ever wanted him before her and now there will never be anyone after her. 

"Who else would there be?"

Without realizing it she has worked the condom down his thick length and he hisses at her hand on his heated skin.

"You were taking too long." She answers rocking back into him and his body takes over, hips snapping forward before the head of his cock swipes at her entrance and she sucks in a deep breath and he captures that moment, plunging in, pausing to let her adjust before pulling the lights wrapped around her waist and yanking her back the meet his thrust. She wails at the movement and an apology is on the tip of his tongue before he hears, "More! More! Don't stop!"

He drags her up by her shoulders until they are glued together, sweat slick skin rubbing each time he withdraws only to screw up deeper and harder, she's bouncing back into his thrusts little oh's and uh's invading his senses until he feels like a mad man. He pulls out completely, flipping her over onto her back, her hair spread around her ruby red face, eyes heavy from lust. He wants to see the first time he makes her come. Wants her to see him too. To see and be seen. 

He rubs two fingers at her pearled clit and she yelps loudly, she's so wet it drenches his fingers and he needs to be back in there feeling her from the inside out. Eyes locked on her he thrusts back in, grunting as her legs wrap around his waist pulling him ever deeper.

He's never felt anything as good as this, nothing in his life as made him feel this complete. She is more than he deserves but she chose him. He's the one who gets to be with her, make love to her. The one she loves.

"I love you."

The words fall out of his mouth and he can't stop the tumble of words as he rides her, declarations punctuating each thrust as he slams into her tight heat once, twice, thrice as she tightens around him and a hard rapid swipe of his thumb down her engorged button makes her jump in his arms as if electrocuted before she starts moaning loudly and her walls clamp down on his cock so tightly he can't move and he shoots off, head dizzy and heart exploding.

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He feels like a pool of jelly on the ground butt naked save his socks but she's already nuzzling into his neck and talking about another round. He just hums in acquiescence too worn out to argue, his toes are still uncurling. 

"Wait here. I'll get your present."

He blinks at her in surprise but says nothing as she darts off in her birthday suit, thoroughly enjoying the sight.

She presses a box into his hand when she returns and he clumsily lifts himself from the ground, accepting the box.

"I thought you were my gift."

"I was but I got you another gift too. I'm rich I can do both." She shrugs eying him with the gift excitedly.

He chuckles at her, spoiled princess. He wouldn't have her any other way honestly. He carefully unwraps the perfectly wrapped gift before his eyes bug out.

"It's too expensive." He looks down at the phone, brand new and gleaming definitely not something his mother would ever be able to afford for him. They always got a few generations behind when they went on sale, it was practical. He'd literally never owned a phone that was the latest model. Other kids had been quick to point that out, chuckling about his "cheap old relic." But he didn’t care knowing how hard his mother worked for everything they had, he would never make her think that he was wanting. That he didn’t appreciate everything she did for him. 

"I can't take it."

She closes the space between them.

"You're taking it. Your old phone is broken and I need to be able to call you. Stop worrying about money. You've given me so much more."

He can't find any words but he tugs her into his arms, pressing a kiss against her temple. "Thank you."

"Oh and take this too." She says nonchalantly as she tosses something small at him.

It's a key.

He stares at it long and hard. Looks up at her then back at the key.

"Mun-yeong." He releases tearfully but she shakes her head.

"I want you to come whenever you want. I want you here all the time."

He knows what it means for her to give him this key, to allow him into her world. She's not promising she'll never push him away or that she'll never hide again but she's giving him the means to let himself in, she's placing her trust in him and he'll never take it for granted.

Before he can embarrass himself further he reaches for his discarded jeans, his gift can't begin to compare but he tugs the box from his back pocket nonetheless, watching her eyes light up like the broken strings no longer wrapped around her slim figure. He'll never be able to look at Christmas lights without getting aroused again. Damn. 

"Here."

She takes the champagne colored box from him and unwraps it viciously, paper laying in shreds around them.

"Oh Gang-tae." He watches as she strokes the silver chain and the delicate pendant at the end, a simple heart with an infinity ring looped on top of the curve of the heart. The diamonds glimmer in the soft lighting, her tears glisten as they cascade onto the sparkling stones.

He reaches out to hold her shaking hands, wiping the tears that fall from her tightly squeezed eyes. "My heart belongs to you. Today, tomorrow and for infinity. Mun-yeong, I want you to be my infinity."

They're too young he knows that logically. He can't make these kind of  promises, forever is a long way in the future but when he looks into her eyes forever is right here and right now.

He has to hold onto it.

With all his might.

[edgymuses-a]

(╯°□°)╯︵ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ: besides tumblr, do you have any other social media? | (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ): favorite tv show? (☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞: would you rather be hugged by a bunny or kissed by a doe?

get to know the mun ⇢ always accepting!

(╯°□°)╯︵ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ:  besides tumblr, do you have any other social media?

I have like three Instagram accounts, one is my personal I have it just to keep up with people I know in real life, updates on the college I go to and I can post pics of me (if I feel like it lmaoo).

The second is one is for edits I mainly do video edits and famcams which are HELLA FUN. I hardly get on it thou :/ since video editing take me WAY TOO LONG. I estimate like 7+ hours which I honestly want to get back on to edit but idk. here are some edits and fancams I’m kinda proud of (edit of my wife Tatsu, and my bo-katan fancam)

Third account is just me shit posting and memes. Occasionally I post my art but not too often. I’m thinking about revamping it or deleting it.

I do have a Twitter which I hardly go on, I have my snapchat and of course discord!

| (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ):  favorite tv show?

AHHHHH THIS IS KINDA TRICKY but this is in no particular order

Star Wars: The Clone Wars- a show that has made my cry like a baby! This show from my childhood that I’ll watch again anytime! If no one has seen it GO SEE IT YOU WONT REGRET IT!!!

X-Men: The Animated Series- The show that got me into comics! I just love it show much and honestly holds a special place in my heart. A must watch if you want to get into the X-Men or comics in general. (Another recommendation is X-Men: Evolution and Wolverine and the X-Men! For shits and giggles when your done with those watch Pryde of the X-Men that’s where you’ll hear Australian Wolverine 😂 I think it only had one season but it’s pretty funny. There are animes but ehhh, Storm is beautiful in it thou👀)

And of course everyone childhood and favorite, Avatar the Last Airbender! I don’t need to explain why it’s good. (SHHHH I know I watch a lot of cartoons but I’m currently watching Star Trek, Twin Peaks, X-Files, Hannibal, Buffy the Vampire Slayer,Xena The Warrior Princess and ALL of Doctor Who)

(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞:  would you rather be hugged by a bunny or kissed by a doe?

A BUNNY!!! OWO OMG they are so soft and cute like I how could I say no to not hugging one!!

[whitcviolin]

totes anon - your portrayal is just so on point. i mean i am pretty sure you are vanya, i've never seen the two of you in the same room. you just get vanya and it shows from how you write little child vanya to adult vanya. not to mention so many good ideas!! ( again totes anon and totally not nofive's mun shhhh)

      meme.

[zondevol]

don’t do these often, but i somehow hit over 300 followers the other day. i’ve met some amazing people on my first OC in over 7 years and thank you all for being so welcoming of this asshole. i’m not making a graphic for this, but these people have made it fun roleplaying again and to explore just how messed up skylar can be. also, don’t think me not naming you means you mean nothing. never ever think that because if i follow you, i fucking adore you.

@spllcat​ ( i adore you sm and our ship and the pain with it. )

@alaricseer​ ( fucking years following and roleplaying with each other. adore you and adore ala so damn much omg )

@sheflirts​ ( one of my fav ships and siren is legit a sweetheart )

@scaeld​ ( known each other about 3 years, have roleplayed and done so many amazing things together. miss doing more with you, but love ya forever and always )

@lycanlead​ ( listen he loves messing with lucian i might ship a hateship shhhh )

@anticheryl​ ( omg so damn sweet and skylar is down with the muse )

@buriedson​ ( one of my ppl that doesn’t come on this site anymore really, but she’s my person )

@likeprotege​ ( following for years always will follow <3 )

@motherchuckr​ ( LILLI! such a damn sweetie and so caring and wanting people happy )

@praedatoriis​ ( freaking adore their muse and giving skylar shit )

@rcppled​ ( can’t wait to do more omg )

@tophatandbrassknuckles​ ( over a year of roleplaying and they’re one of the sweetest people, istg )

@unseencne​ ( oooomg, amazing mun and perf freaking hades )

@azketi--chief​ ( legit just started roleplaying and haven’t spoken to the mun yet but love what they’ve been giving me with skylar )

remember i love you all and please remember even if you aren’t named above ( bc maybe we just haven’t done anything yet. ) i follow you bc I WANT TO DO THINGS WITH YOU. i don’t follow just for my health, so just remember i do wanna write with you and plot and talk etc.

[moved3677]

softly brings my url

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;

Do i follow them?: Yes i do!! I have for a bit i believe

Why did i follow them?: because you are such a good Beverly. Like someone call Andy and have him use you for Bev ideas for Chapter 3 (granted i know they wouldnt be back to the losers but shhhh)

Do we roleplay: Not at the current moment

Do i want to roleplay with them?: Of course! Im always down

An AU idea for our muses: Oh gosh idk. That would depend on what muse??

A song for our muses: Eeeek again idk

Do i ship our muses?: we never tried!

What i think about the mun: While i dont know you well, i do think you are such a sweetheart. You are so talented and i love how much you love Bev.

Overall Opinion: Fabulous human bean that i get the pleasure of calling a mutual

Blog Rate: 10/10

[askwhitepearlie]

Mun Questions: 1, 4, 18, 30

MUN’S ASKS: RP EDITION

1. What was your first impression of the roleplay community on Tumblr? And what’s your impression of it now?

My very very first impression was that I was a little skeptical cause I thought rp = old weirdos rping with young girls. You know sexually.. But I gave it a try and it wasn’t that bad and I got into it. It actually peaked my interest in art and in writing.

My impression now is I enjoy it. I feel like I can get more creative and such with people on here than anywhere else since I stopped rping for like 4 years. On Tumblr it’s better than other places like Amino (I never tried cause chat rooms aren’t my thing.). You get to do a lot of stuff so yea I love it here and all the people I get interact with. I love you all.

4. How many roleplay blogs do you have?

I only have 1 blog. I don’t use my old blogs form years ago anymore but it’s fun to see my old threads but it’s just this one I have !

18. What’s the one thing you want to try the most on your blog?

I want to draw more comics for Pearlie, like origins and tell stories of the Elite Court and what goes on there. I don’t want to say too much cause I’m working on IT! SHHHH

30. Other than roleplaying, what’s your favorite hobby?

I love drawing obviously. But I’m getting back into again cause I didn’t draw things for like months at a time because of lack of motivation and depression. But I’m happy to get back into cause of all this new content to work with c: !

[darkgothamnights]

his demons (recap)

mun: hey guys I thought I would give a recap before I post part six of his demons the story that was inspired by @luvroffictionalcharacters now this might be edited a little and some parts are freshly added but I hope you enjoy

Joker smiled as he watched his henchmen load up the truck for a robbery, this time was different though they weren’t robbing a bank they were robbing a business man. This man had recently betrayed joker so as the clown king of crime he had to set an example by teaching this ass a lesson, joker smiled wide when he thought of what was planned for today but his smile faded as he felt something was missing. With a snarl he shook that feeling knowing exactly what it was, the king was lonely and he needed a queen but he wasn’t in the mood to play matchmaker he had hell to pay. “Boss everything is ready we leave on your signal” frost said to the green haired man who smiled at him, “tell the boys to wreck the place,” frost looked concerned as he thought joker would have surely wanted to come with them. “But boss your-” joker interrupted his right hand man with a growl “you pain in the ass, fine we’ll take the limo” he said grabbing his coat and throwing it on, he really wasn’t in the mood but maybe breaking this guy’s legs would help him lighten up. Joker and frost got in the limo and drove with the rest of joker’s squad to his ex-partner’s office building, as joker watched his henchmen work he smiled watching all the fearful faces and glares of hate mixed with disgust. Gleefully he walked to the elevator taking it to the top floor to pay a visit to his once proud ally, once there joker walked down the hall and was about to open his office door when he heard a scream. He turned around to see a woman, probably his Secretary, standing there shaking in fear; joker smiled admiring her curves and how her dress hugged them just as tight as he wanted to. Putting a finger to his rose red lips he hushed her slowly walking closer “shhhh we wouldn’t want to alert the press now would we”, he purred licking his lips “now sweetheart tell daddy your name” joker watched her face change from a feeling of fear to disgust “what no you creep leave me alone” she said before throwing the papers she was holding at him and running to the fire escape and down the stairs. Joker growled punching the wall until his hand started to bleed, he snarled watching the blood flow before turning around to walking into the man’s office. He burst through the door “look if you don’t want your death to be slow and painful you’re going to speak fast and tell me what i want to know. understood” the man put his hands up and nodded “good, now where’s the file for your sweet Secretary” he pointed to the filing cabinet “top draw her names-” joker interrupted the man tired of hearing his stupid whiny voice “shut the fuck up!” taking out his gun joker whacked him over the head with it making the man bleed and shake from fear. As joker stood there he read her file finding her full name her address her work history everything, a dark smile spread across his face but his happiness was interrupted by the man trying to speak again “didn’t i tell you to shut your cock sucking mouth” joker said before emptying his gun into the man’s head watching him bleed out all over his desk with a smile. Joker laughed as he walked out of the office and to the elevator “now it’s time to find my queen” he said with a smirk as he called for frost, “hey frosty there’s a girl in the building its his Secretary she should be on her way down, don’t let her leave” joker said with a wide grin that would put the devil to shame “I have plans to make her mine”. Joker hummed a song to himself as he rode the elevator down to the lobby, he had the biggest smile on his face with his cane in one hand and his gun in the other. His blood still flowed from him punching the wall, it stained his shirt as he walked toward the entrance. Once out of the elevator he could see frost and the secretary and if it was even possible his smile widen into a devilish grin, “hello baby,” joker said watching her squirm in frosts grip “what do you want with me you freak” she said angrily glaring at him. joker chuckled at her anger she was cute when she was mad sadly her attitude towards him was a bit off putting but he was still a bit turned on by the fact that she wasn’t afraid of him, leaning in close he looked into her eyes seeing a spark of curiosity “what I want from you is simple, I’ll give you the world in return for your company and loyalty” joker smiled as she looked at him with wide eyes. As the three stood there in silence jokers patience had begun to run thin as she just stared at him like he was speaking a different language, “I’m offering you Gotham on a platter and your just going to stand there,” joker looked at her confused as she just stared at him with bewilderment “that’s it you have no choice, frost take her to the car”. as frost took her away she stuttered and protested demanding to know why but joker just ignored her for now he would deal with her later, taking a gun from one of his henchmen he shot straight up getting the attention of everyone in the room “listen up the cops are on their way here when they get here I want you to tell them who was here and not what happened if I hear word that any of you told what I did here today ill rip out your throats out”. joker snarled these people looked genuinely scared he hated the look of fear in their eyes maybe because he’s had that look many times before but if that’s what had to be done to get his way then so be it, he turned slightly sighing as he heard sirens “I know these pigs all too well” he smiled before running out to the car anxious to play with his new pet. The ride home was expectantly quiet and a little awkward but joker didn’t mind, he probably wouldn’t have been able to pay attention to anything she said anyway. He just sat there smiling wide his cane in one hand and his gun holstered his legs crossed, the blood from his hand was dripping on the seat and his face seemed to express that he was in deep thought. He sat there admiring her loveliness and all her glory from her crossed legs to her sweet lips joker was mesmerized, but the thing he could seem to get off his mind was her frame and the way her dress hugged her curves just as tight as he wanted to. Joker licked his lips hungrily thinking of all the dirty things he could do to those curves, he purred watching her eyes as she looked around the at her surroundings finding it funny how she looked everywhere but at him. Frowning he looked confused and was about to speak but Frost stopped the car as they pulled up to the mansion, joker got out and frost opened her door letting her out of the car. He gave frost a look that meant for him to take a hike for a while so he could be alone with her, frost nodded getting back in the car and driving off leaving the two alone “ladies first” joker purred watching as she sashayed to the door and inside with him close behind. “Home sweet home” he said joyously as She looked away rolling her eyes “what do you want freak why am I here” she said looking angrily at him, he looked at her his face serious and his eyes pleading as he spoke “I want….I need you to give me something money can’t buy and not even the best thieves can steal”. as she looked at him her expression changed from anger to confusion “I want you, see as the king of crime I do get very lonely and you can change that” he caressed her arm and she pulled away looking at him with disgust “don’t touch me you crazy bastard” she said through gritted teeth, joker felt like he had just gotten stabbed like all he asked for was too much and he deserved to be treated that way after all he did kidnap her. Joker thought maybe if he was different she would have reacted nicer maybe if he wasn’t crazy she would be more interested in him, His eyes looked sad and he turned his back on her walking away “your dismissed I’ll tell frost to take you home” he said before walking into his office and locking the door behind him. he snarled taking off his jacket throwing it across the room he was so angry with himself feeling so frustrated with what he was, joker ran his bloody hand through his green hair and sat down in his chair taking a diamond necklace out his pocket “she thinks I’m a freak maybe if I wasn’t this way she would…” Joker stopped getting an idea as to go he could win her over. A smile spread across his face as the clown king giggled to himself holding the diamonds in his bleeding hand he walked over to the mirror, he looked at his face seeing how different and unnatural it was soon his giggles turned into howling laughter at the dark and evil trick his insane mind came up with. Joker sat in his office deep in thought as he tried to build up the courage for what he was about to do, it had been three days since he seen her and a lot has changed since they saw each other last. Joker had made the preparations for his plan and now all he had to do was put it into action which for him was unfortunately the hard part, his hands shook as was about to take a sip of his drink but sat the glass back down on his desk instead. Joker sighed running his hands through his hair as he stood to his feet walking over to the balcony, as he leaned on the railing he noted the unusual amount of silence that he wasn’t normally used to. Earlier that day He sent all the henchmen home except for frost who insisted on staying and helping joker which he was very happy for because without frost joker would be a mess, He growled lowly wondering how the hell one woman could make him so fucking pissed at himself and make him feel so weak with just the bat of an eyelash she could have him on his knees and he hated that but he needed her. Frost walked into joker’s office with the package he asked him to pick up “is everything ready?” Joker asked his right hand man, frost nodded “we leave when you’re ready sir” frost said with a small smile before walking out of the office. Joker walked over to the gift he had bought for her which was a cute teddy bear holding a jewelry box peeking into the box joker saw the ring he specially picked out for her, a smile spread across his face as he admired the gift but his smile faded as he looked towards the mirror. Walking closer joker looked at himself in the mirror all of his distinctive features gone; all his tattoos, his green hair, his red lips, hell even his dark eyes that struck fear into anyone who looked into them were gone. Since having the genius plan of if i look normal maybe she would like me joker had called up an old friend who owed him a favor and told him his plan, even though he had his doubt’s joker still went through with his plan to win her over. It took a while to fix him and for him to get used to his new look but once he took a walk down the street and no one screamed his name no cops tried to arrest him he knew his plan would work, joker smiled as he looked in the mirror he could fool anyone maybe even batman. But the real question was could he fool her, that’s a question he wished he had the answer to “this plan is fool proof” he said to himself before grabbing the gift and leaving his office. Frost was waiting for him outside “frosty take the day off I’ll call you in the morning” he said as he got into the driver’s seat, “yes boss” frost said as he went to the garage to pick up his car and drive home. Joker chuckled as he sped off “i can’t wait to play with my new toy” he said happily, he was anxious to see her reaction but even more anxious to get what he has been craving all this time, a playmate. Joker sat quietly in the corner of the coffee shop waiting for his newest obsession to walk in, he checked the time knowing that she would be here right about now he had frost follow her and make sure she was on her way here. He tried to wait but he was getting impatient now he was getting restless and uneasy, for the first time since his one bad day he started to doubt himself and worry about what would happen. Joker laughed and chuckled to himself this one girl just this one girl was changing him in ways years and years of therapy never could, he smiled looking at the cute teddy bear holding the box he had brought for her but soon his smile faded. Who am I kidding he thought to himself this would never work she’s too smart she will know who I am and hate me she will think I’m a monster and that I’m crazy, he growled snarling but his eyes showed sadness he crushed the glass he was holding until it cracked and broke into pieces making his hand bleed. “Oh my are you alright sir” said a worried waitress said as she rushed over to help him which he didn’t physically respond to, for a moment he forgot where he was and what or who he was pretending to be “oh yeah I’m fine just an accident, I’m so sorry” he faked like he cared about the stupid glass and his bleeding hand but in reality he could care less all he wanted was her. But things don’t always go your way he told himself cause you’re a fucking psychotic monster who kills people you don’t deserve her or any love for that matter, his mind was a battle field and he was on the losing side with no hail Mary’s and no back up no one to help him until she walked in. He stood up and watched her every move mesmerized by her beauty that is until the annoying waitress’ dumb voice demanded his attention, “sir please let me see your hand” she said and he just ignored her as he would anyone else and grabbed the bear with his other hand to run to her. He smiled at her as she said her order to the man behind the counter that repeated it back to make sure he got it right “excuse me miss”, joker shocked himself with how small and meek his voice was as he spoke to her “I noticed you came to this coffee shop and I really,” he stopped wondering if he should finish that sentence. He forced himself to speak and tell her how he felt “I really like you and would like to get to know you,” this was worse than any torture he could do, she smiled at him which confused him for a moment until she spoke “I have some free time now if you want to have lunch” he sighed with relief and looked down at the bear in his hands. “Oh and I brought you a gift, I hope you don’t mind” he shrugged and gave her the bear with the box which made her smile widen, “aw thank you, what’s in the box” she asked “open it” he said looking her in the eyes and she bit her lip. She took off the red ribbon and opened the box then gasped at the beautiful sight, her jaw dropped as she looked shocked at the diamond necklace and earring set inside it. “Oh my, this is beautiful, I can’t accept this gift” she said humbly and he frowned a bit afraid she didn’t like it, “but it’s for you, I had it custom made” he furrowed his brows and looked at her with sad baby blue eyes. She closed the box and hugged him tightly “thank you so much this is amazing” she said politely, he smiled and she turned as the lady brought her coffee order “thank you” she said and took them to go cup. He chuckled at her polite little voice and her kind ways “what’s so funny she said to him with a smile bright enough to make the sun jealous, he shook his head and his smile widened "nothing, it’s just you’re so nice and polite” she giggled and jokers heart melted “well what can I say I was raised to be kind” she smirked. Joker was surprised this was working and it was going so well which also surprised him even more, she looked down and almost screamed “oh god your hand its bleeding” he looked at his hand which had created a small puddle on the floor. He put both his hands up in surrender showing his palms “hey it’s okay It was just an accident no need to worry”, she looked at him scared and confused as to why he wasn’t panicking about his hand “okay how about we meet some other time cause I really think you should get that checked out” she said lowly. He sighed not wanting to leave her this was going so we’ll but he also didn’t want to worry her or risk getting his cover blown cause he didn’t care about his health or wellbeing, he nodded and looked down at his hand as it bled “okay how about Saturday evening at primantis” she said sweetly “okay, I can do that” he faked a smile and she rubbed his arm. He almost purred as she softly and tenderly touched him “see you Saturday? Uh what’s was your name?” She asked curiously, he smiled “joe, Joe carr” he gave a small chuckle and she shook his other hand “well it’s nice to meet you Joe”. She turned and left the coffee shop and joker sighed thinking maybe this idea could work but his thoughts were interrupted by the waitress, “sir do you need a towel for that” she asked helpfully but he and he shook his head “I’ll go to a doctor or something” he said hopefully convincingly. He quickly walked out looking around to find the car that frost was in, turning to the left he heard a honk from a black truck and he knew it was frost so he rushed to the car and got in. “So?” Frost asked looking at joker in the rear view mirror “we have a date Saturday evening at primantis” he said getting the stuff to stop the bleeding, frost smiled and started the car “it went well I’m assuming” joker nodded “enough for me to see her Saturday”.

[sans-offical]

So Papyrus is the ambassador? How's that going? (Also mun are you okay what happened)

IT'S... A LOT MORE WORK THAN I THOUGHT. BUT THAT'S OKAY! WE'RE MAKING GOOD PROGRESS, SO I CAN'T COMPLAIN.

(( shhhh it's fine. I accidentally outed myself doing a bad- BUT NOT WITH THE INTENTION TO CHEAT, I WAS JUST HAVING FUN WITH IT- and quickly left when I realized my mistake and now I'm scared to play again even tho I know I probably won't get in a lobby with the same people so it's fine but like STILL ))

[underneaththenightsdisguise-blog]

100+ followers later and I’m still working at this Edgelord

    It may not seem like a huge goal reached, but I love every last one of you guys who follow me here! 💜 It’s only been about a month since I’ve actually joined the Overwatch fandom and made this blog! Couldn’t do any of it without you guys!

    And now bias list stuff~

@thexdragonxbecomesxme​-- One of the first people I interacted with! I was so happy when we started interacting with just Genji and Reaper doing tea and chill, then getting a Blackwatch thread going! Honestly, you got me more confident about my Reaper that he doesn’t have to be so stone cold all the time

@undeuxtroiskillshot​-- my lovely amazing admin Courtney--oh, whoops wrong blog. I’m still amazed by the fact we found each other again after moving from one fandom to this one. And just being able to rp with you again has been amazing <3

@southern-charm​-- I mean shhhh most of our rps have been going on over on Hanzo’s blog, but I’ve had such a blast talking with you and just throwing out ideas for threads, ships and playing Overwatch with you! I’ve loved all the ideas we’ve made and future plans for our characters. And Baeyes, can’t forget Baeyes (Nope I will never stop with that, it’s pure gold)

@astralcircuit​--BOI, I CANNOT WAIT UNTIL REAPER STARTS GETTING THOSE FEELS FOR NOIRE. My body is ready. Just, our thread is amazing and getting the interactions between Noire and Reaper, plus all the things we’ve talked about in IM have been soo much fun! She’s going to know the exact moments to make Reaper’s heart melt (dat tiny kitten hehe)

@rendezvousaveclamort​-- You’ve been a sweetheart ;v; dealing with my uncomortableness with rping smut, talking with me on Discord and all the times we’ve gotten Widow and Reaper just close to having a moment and taking it away like the cruel muns we are hehe

@pressnerftocontinue​-- I’ve absolutely fallen in love with the D.Va Blackwatch AU, another child for Reyes to adopt and take under his wing--and the feels that will come when she figures out what happens to him in the future, ouch. The times we’ve talked have been amazing <3

@plasmabcrn​-- can I just say that Aether is so precious and adorable? She’s made Reaper confused a few times due to how nice she comes off as and being a Talon member. And fff I’ve loved the ideas we’ve talked about and playing Overwatch together!

@he-is-my-hero​--I’m so sorry how much of a jerk Reaper is to Alejandra. I’m really happy to give my edgelord a chance to be a manipulative jerk (and get a kick to the shin as he deserves)

@reapiing-souls​ and @velvettclaws​-- honestly, I was not going to follow other Reapers since I’m a bit self-conscious, but after that time of horrible dad jokes/puns you guys became two of my favorite people <3 It’s been my favorite thing that has happened on this blog!

The lovely guys I’ve interacted with! I may have not had time to get to know you well, but you guys are amazing!

    @talonsaconite​, @blackwatchs-cowboy​, @rhiinestonecowboy​, @ibellator​, @deadcyed​, @deadeye-talon​, @highnoon-cowboy​, @helden-sterben-nie​, @enlicht​, @thedoorscmbra​, @the-merciful-angel​, @hackeroftalon​, @asthebeatdrops​, @rusty-metal-of-honor​, @soldierofhorus​, @witnessxher​, @apmeka​, @aoiryuujinshimada​, @hxnzoshimxdx​, @ahorita​, @solitcire​

Plus those I have had little interaction/no interactions but admire from afar because I’m a shy dork that’s horrible at approaching others <3

    @scarslookgood​, @wccntd​, @firstdrawn​, @panzerung​, @sliipstreamed​, @chronal-anomaly​, @warvirtue​, @spiritkind​, @icarustorn​, @ryu--ichimonji​, @hook-em​, @wiithoutform​, @bodhxsattva​, @timeruins​, @flxshasarat​, @fingergxns​, @medicalboostio​, @essence-of-discovery​, @aimbotwidow​, @visoredvigilante​

All of my followers as well! Every time I see a new follower I’m beyond happy to see that you find me worthy to follow! Every last one of you mean so much to me for letting my dorkness and this asshole Reaper to be on your dash! I’ll do my best to continue providing dash worthy rps and posts 💜

Of course, there is one more <3 My very first follower, the first person I rped with on this blog, my wonderful partner in crime, my Zenyatta, the Ultravioletkiller to my Purplemurderer, and my wonderful and amazing gf 💜 @harmonyxandxdiscord ​ 💜 She’s followed me from the TF2 fandom all over my horrible ability to hyperfocus on one fandom at a time, all the way to here. I am so damn lucky to have such a wonderful gf 💜

[surroundedbybothersomefools]

OOC:

As promised last night,

I now present to you: Mun pictures! A timeline.

(as found in my drafts for whatever reason)

In order we have:  Age 10-12, Niagara Falls (1996-1999) Age 10-12, Halloween. Featuring Little Sister (1996 or 1997, probably) Age 13, McDonalds in Honolulu. Featuring Mom, Little Sister, and Ronald McDonald in a grass skirt (1999 or 2000) Age 14 or 15, Backyard in Hawaii, on Easter. (2001 or 2002) Age 15, Our church, on the Hula team. I was paler then everybody, and more awkward too! (2002) Age 16, 10th grade school photo, back in Alabama. If you zoom in you see my terrible acne, which the fabulous twists my hair dresser gave me could not combat. (2002-2003) Age 17 almost 18. Senior Portrait, taken the summer before senior year. I actually figured out how to do my hair, saw a dermatologist, got contacts, got my braces off, and developed a fashion sense (which I later lost, and have now found again) (2004) Age 24, I had people sign the guestbook at my cousin’s wedding. I had begun to look into this fashion thing again, and actually felt pretty despite the college weight I had gained. (2010) Age 25, After college, about to beat a pinata at a college friend’s baby shower. Long story short, we had a classmate from Mexico, and it had become something of a running thing for us to have pinata at parties. She loved it and brought that from Mexico. We made jokes about what the people who xray the luggage at the airport must have thought. I have started to regain a fashion sense. (2011) Age 26-28 I don’t know it all started to blur after I graduated college. Impromptu photoshoot with a friend who has a camera. I really like this picture. I was feeling a lot more secure in myself and had more confidence then I had up to that point.(2011-2015 idk)

Like I said, I have no idea why these were in my drafts, but there you go!

Feel free to poke fun at awkward me! :P

[2pcanadas-googlehistory]

//Okay so, Mun/Kegan is going to be pretty active on this blog again because EEEESSSHHH, and stuff. You know what I’m talking about, I think.

pLUS this whole Lou story arch that Jean’s Mun has been unintentionally dragged into is going to prevent Matt from really making any google searches. (I apologize for that, btw @2pnyofrancesgooglehistory, but Jean was there with Lou being mentioned already and I just... *shrugs* Ehhh...) -But I promise there is a story that has been (somewhat) discussed between myself and @canadas-googlehistory. (And my friend who is the Anon that left Lou on Mattie’s doorstep in the first place, but shhhh) I mean, I’m still making shit up as I go, but I do have an end result to get to. SO for those super concerned and helpful Anons, I’m not ignoring you to be cruel to Lou. I’m doing a thing. I promise, it’ll make sense eventually.

[verdigrisprowl]

May 1 Dancitron Movie Night - Chicago

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

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

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