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[creep3r-chan]

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[verdigrisprowl]

June 7 Blurr’s Horror Stream - Man Vs

Not a whole lot happened. To Soundwave’s dread, Jazz showed up.

Welcome to the 'speedxstealer' room. The chat room has been cleared by the moderator. B l u r r: / welcome to the movie room. There are snacks on the table and crates full of glowing disk credits thrown all about the room. Here's the Captain, sliding down a pile and spreading them everywhere/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble strolls in and pokes at the crates of credits.* _Whirl: ((please ls, work)) Bevel: *nudges a crate aside with her foot as she enters* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Never seen nobody take "rollin' in money" literal.// B l u r r: Well, it's all stolen, so it has a much more satisfying feel. Whirl: ((is there any music playing....)) B l u r r: Besides. A lot of it is stained with energon. /rolls a disk between his digits/ B l u r r: [[ yeh ]] Whirl: ((SIGH)) B l u r r: [[ ;-; ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy trots in and flops between Bevel and Blurr so he can be around both. Soundwave takes up most of his usual couch.* Whirl: ((ok ls just isn't gonna do it SO i'm gonna try and pull it up on my netflix)) Whirl: ((tell me when you start and I'll run mine simultaneously)) B l u r r: [[ mkay. ]] Prowl: ((lmao i used to do that with friends on youtube before LS was a thing)) Whirl: *trots on in, and pauses, foot raised, as he takes in Blurr's riches* B l u r r: / nudges Frenzy / Whirl: What did you DO, Teach? B l u r r: Who, me? Whirl: ((i've had to do it before, LS is a little fartknocker)) Whirl: Yes. *gestures to all the money* Rob a bank? B l u r r: /smirks and motions around/ Incorrect. B l u r r: I raided the shipment of credits going TO the bank. Prowl: ((that is exactly the thing which LS is)) B l u r r: Intercepted the ship before it made it there and took everything inside of it. Whirl: Pfft. Nice. B l u r r: Then we tore apart the ship and here we are. Whirl: *finishes walking and flings himself up on his hammock* B l u r r: Real quick attack. Small team. B l u r r: Speaking of which, are you ready to move in yet? /looks at Bevel / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble trots over to the hammock and bobs his head. Mind?* Whirl: *bobs his head back; of course not! He'll offer a helping claw or leg, should it be needed* Bevel: *looks up from the device she's fiddling with* Yes. Whirl: Giving the pirate life a shot? B l u r r: Good. When are you moving in? Today? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Up with the claw he goes, and settled in.* Whirl: ((IT'S WORKING NOW excellent)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YOU KNOW WHO KNOW?\\ Bevel: *grins at Whirl* Yep! B l u r r: We'll see if you can keep up. K-Kyeheheh. Whirl: *also wriggles around until the ridiculous assortment of elbows that is his body is nice and comfy* Nice. Bevel: *and back to Blurr* I can move in today. B l u r r: Good. We've cleared a room out for you. Hope you and your... whatever you call it can bunk. Whirl: Makes me ostalgic for the days when I used to, oh, I don't know, do ANYTHING. B l u r r: / the joke is the ship is huge and has too many rooms / B l u r r: Well, Whirl, you're always welcome to come on our next raid. Whirl: ((what song is this? it is familiar >8|a)) B l u r r: I've been tracking a rather large mass floating around an old place I used to circle. Whirl: Depends on what you're doing, but--sure, maybe. B l u r r: (( it's from Transformers rofl. It's called There Is No Plan )) B l u r r: [[ even tho Prime was a dirty liar and there was always a plan )) Whirl: ((that would be why it was familiar!)) B l u r r: Anyway... I think I've klled more than enough people today to relax. Bevel: We can bunk. Rolodex does not need a lot of space. Just me. B l u r r: / stretches out like a cat and lays all over his couch / B l u r r: Good, because I don't have time to be playing Home Makeover with you and your... Endurance. B l u r r: I have...a more pressing, obnoxious issue to deal with. Bevel: Amica Endura. B l u r r: yeah that. B l u r r: / covers face with claws and long vents/ I really needed that spree, though. You mechs have no idea... Whirl: No, trust me. I do. B l u r r: [[ everyone ready? ]] Whirl: ((ye)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((yep)) Bevel: [[yes B l u r r: Ugh, there's this pressing migraine and I just... needed to let loose. B l u r r: [[ is le puff ready? ]] Prowl: ((ye)) Prowl: ((*... changes name to pink*)) Prowl: ((please imagine a rosy pink prowl)) Bevel: [[beautiful B l u r r: / leans over the couch to look at Soundwave / Hey, Soundwave. You haven't been to Earth lately, have you? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave is stretched across the full length of his couch and can't see behind himself to look at Blurr. So he uses a feeler to do it instead. Periscope up.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[That depends on why you want to know.]] B l u r r: Oh, I was just wondering if you'd heard from your new best friend. /sneers/ Whirl: ((beaut)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *...What has Earth got to do with Prowl?* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[And who might that be?]] B l u r r: ... /snickers/ Jazz, right? Word is you two hang out a lot. Whirl: *looks sidelong to Soundwave, amused* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Jazz is NOT his 'best friend'.]] B l u r r: That's not what he says ItsyBitsySpyers: [[98% of what leaves Jazz mouth are lies. The rest is nonsense.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Jazz is a duty. That is all.]] Whirl: Hm. Like the music choice... B l u r r: Oh, I don't know. B l u r r: He seems real passionate about it. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Of course he is! Jazz knows he would hate it. Does hate it.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Why do you even ask?]] B l u r r: Oh, I was just hoping to surprise you, that's all. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[......................................................Surprise him?]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Oh. Oh no. No, no, no.* B l u r r: Yes. Jazz: *hi hello I have arrived* Yo, Sounders! Long time no see! * 8) * ItsyBitsySpyers: *Already sitting up and -- PRIMUS DAMN IT* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Stubbornly stretches back out.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[If only it could be longer. This couch is occupied. Find your own.]] Bevel: That is not a very nice surprise. *laughing* B l u r r: K-KYAHAHAHA!! Jazz: Aw, come on, man. I'm small compared to yah. Jazz: *swats at him* I'm just kiddin' man. I'm only here for the night. Blurr invited me. B l u r r: [[ this movie is catching my eye a lot faster than i thought ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Feeler swats at the swatting hand* Whirl: *watches this with no small amount of amusement* Jazz: *grins and flashes visor like a wink* Relax, Sounders. Yah act like we don't hang out. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Remind him to find a way to punish Blurr.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *STARES AT HIM WITH THAT FEELER. YOU DICK.* B l u r r: Excuse me? I have to handle him for the night. I wanted to share my headache. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[And he doesn't have his own?]] B l u r r: I wanted to share. Sharing is caring. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((it's taken me this long to realize it's making fun of that one show)) B l u r r: [[ it is! ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[If that is caring, he'd hate to see what you do when you don't.]] B l u r r: Oh, come now... I can be kind. Jazz: *is going to drag over a chair and sit on that instead* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Irritated puff.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble just giggles.* Whirl: *softly, to Rumble* This is the guy that super-sized Professor Z, right? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Whispering.* //Yeah. How come?// Jazz: *reclines and kicks pedes up* Whirl: Just wondering if this was the same guy. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Aw. Rumble was sorta hoping Whirl would, like. Shoot him.* Whirl: ...and whether or not your boss dislikes him because of THAT or because of another reason. ...or reasons. ItsyBitsySpyers: //All both?// B l u r r: [[ lemme know if it drops really bad ]] Whirl: *snickers* Whirl: ((i had to go back to netflix but it's probably my connection)) B l u r r: [[ sorry ;A; ]] Whirl: ((ain't your fault! o7)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //What kinda dumbaft all by his dumb self sees scrap like that 'n goes, yeah, that's for me? I ain't got no weapons or nothin', 'n I'm-- ItsyBitsySpyers: squishy 'n weak, but sure, I'mma look.// ItsyBitsySpyers: \\I'D GO.\\ ItsyBitsySpyers: //See.// B l u r r: I would do it... Whirl: Me, too. Jazz: Yeah, why not, man? It's way out there and he's explorin'. Take a look. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Look! It don't even want the fish.// Whirl: Well I wouldn't eat the fish, of course. B l u r r: [[ its about to drop. ]] B l u r r: [[ or it was ]] Jazz: I dunno, some humans eat some odd things B l u r r: [[ this is better than man vs wild ]] B l u r r: [[ did it drop? ]] Prowl: ((the image is a little stuttery but it's still good here)) Bevel: [[Same B l u r r: [ its telling me its dropping so just hit me up if it does drop offline ]] B l u r r: ALSO GORE AHEAD ]] Whirl: *thinks about the rabbits he got for Ravage a few weeks ago...* Whirl: *they were probably not dispatched so cleanly* Whirl: More like the boredom, I'd say. Whirl: uh oh. The rabbit's back and it's P ISSED. B l u r r: K-Kyeheh. What? Jazz: I hand it to this guy, though, he's got guts bein' out there like that. Whirl: *whips out the good old canister from his subspace and starts drinking* B l u r r: / said canister better have normal stuff in it / Whirl: I guess. I mean, it's about time for him to go out and FIGHT the whatever-it-is. Jazz: Confrontin' it is a good idea too. Whirl: I mean, he eats meat. So... if it turns out to be hostile, why not? Jazz: True that. Jazz: [ LOL Me with geese ]] Whirl: It's only been, like, two days! Bevel: He is not very good at this. Jazz: Nah, he's losin' his grip out there. B l u r r: I hope there's a monster out there B l u r r: [[ is it dropping really bad?? ]] Bevel: Tiny monster. Bevel: [[lagging/stuttering really badly B l u r r: [[ ugh. Sorry. ]] Prowl: ((same. but it's still going.)) B l u r r: [[ comcast decided to fucck up my internet ]] B l u r r: [[ i think my laptop is also getting old ]] B l u r r: or it's LS. ]] Jazz: Maybe it's like a shape shiftin' monster or somethin'. B l u r r: Whatever kind it is, it's really smart. B l u r r: Hey, wait... isn't that a trap? Bevel: Shapeshifters are cool. B l u r r: So, he's being hunted? B l u r r: [[ psycho chess playing lumberjack. ]] B l u r r: [[ im so done ]] B l u r r: [[ god LS can you stop dropping for ten seconds ]] Jazz: Why do humans always leave their friends behind- you know that dude's gonna be dead. B l u r r: !! Monster! Whirl: *in the interim where his player was very quiet, please assume Whirl has nodded off* B l u r r: wow... it's wide scale? Bevel: *has been fiddling with a small project this whole time* Whirl: ((i had to step away and i missed it, but i didn't pause my netflix so here i am at the end with y'all 8) )) B l u r r: Wow... his face got smacked off. K-Kyeheheh. B l u r r: Wow. A clean murder. How interesting. Jazz: Oh man, so more are showin' up? Sucks for 'im. Bevel: Is there more to the movie? *so confused by the sudden ending* Jazz: I think the point is he's gonna have to fight more Bevel: Yeah but I wanted to see it. Jazz: What, the whole fight? Jazz: that coulda taken hours. Bevel: So? Jazz: I dunno, you can't have a movie be like four hours man Bevel: Lord of the Rings is really long and it has lots of battles. B l u r r: It's also like four movies long. Bevel: Six. Which is awesome. B l u r r: Same difference. B l u r r: [ stretches out ] In any case... B l u r r: I suppose I have to get you settled in, hn? Bevel: If you want. Jazz: You're movin' into this rust bucket, too? Yikes. Sounds like a real party. B l u r r: Jazz doesn't live here. He's just ...visiting. Bevel: I did not see any rust. Jazz: Did yah look high enough? B l u r r: / snarls and waves a claw / My ship is not rusty... Bevel: It is really hard not to. Whirl: ((thanks for the stream, speddy o7 assume whirl eventually woke up and went home!)) B l u r r: [ mkay. ] Jazz: All I'm sayin' is workin' here ain't no cakewalk. You should ask everyone else. B l u r r: I swear, if he wasn't important, I would grind him up in a blender and feed him to the Empties. Bevel: I was a mercenary. It was not a cakewalk either. B l u r r: I would imagine not. Oh well, you're on my ship now. B l u r r: Our jobs are more fun. Bevel: *grins* We will see. B l u r r: / smirks a little / Yes we will. B l u r r: / waves claw/ As for Jazz, we're dropping him off back home. B l u r r: Then we can get you settled in. Bevel: Ok. B l u r r: You need any supplies? Bevel: No but we brought some stuff from my planet. Extra energon and some building materials I was able to trade for. B l u r r: Mm... well. Just remember that anything you're adding onto the ship needs to be cleared, though I'm pretty open to whatever B l u r r: It's your room, do whatever you want. Just don't weaken the ship. Bevel: I can do that. B l u r r: Sounds good to me. Bevel: *then off they go because Bevel is going now* Jazz: *waves claw* B l u r r: See you later. B l u r r: We'll discuss things then.

[gridgamesgalore]

NO !!!! WHAT A BETRAYAL !!!!! /SILLY

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[creep3r-chan]

this took awfully long but it was somewhat worth it anyway

Oh fiddlesticks... /Ref kyehehehe

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AHA!! I'VE CAUGHT YOU NOW!!!!