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Jan 25 Blurr’s Horror Stream - A Series of Unfortunate Events 2-3

Prowl’s really liking this show.

Welcome to the 'speedxstealer' room. The chat room has been cleared by the moderator. Shockbox changed their nickname to Shockwave. Shockwave: *He is here.* Shockwave: *Early to the party, after not having attended the last one.* B l u r r: / drags self in. Today is a thermal wrap day. He has come directly from bed. To become a couch potato / Shockwave: *the mun sympathizes greatly.* Airachnid: [peeks in] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave's left the bunch at home today. They're picking up the shift he would've had to make up for him taking theirs Monday night.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Over to his couch he goes.* FakeProwl: *Hm. There's a Shockwave today. On the other hand, it looks like the couch is going to be atypically barren today, what with no deployers.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Except for Ravage, who did his shift Monday and can be here. But he's going over to Blurr.* B l u r r: / He's slowly become a blob of thermal / Airachnid: [going to take a seat in the corner] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage spies thermals. He leaps onto them and settles himself.* B l u r r: / There is a foot sticking out somewhere. He is a blurrito. / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave nods Prowl hello* Shockwave: (( a guy gets up to grab some water and popcorn, and the chat explodes.)) B l u r r: / oh my god. Makes a noise. A little mfff. / ... Hello, Ravage. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage rumbles a hello to Blurr and Airachnid both. Yes good.* FakeProwl: *nods back. supposes he'll sit with Soundwave today. One Shockwave is manageable. and this one's smaller.* Shockwave: *He's just chilling out on his usual spot.* Shockwave: *Nothing malicious here.* Airachnid: [waves at Ravage] B l u r r: / finds freedom for his claw. Pats Ravage a little / B l u r r: / tucks arm back in. Muffled noise / B l u r r: [[ i guess just lemme know when yall are ready. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((ready whenever)) Shockwave: (( ditto)) Airachnid: same)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ah, good. A seatmate. He did so enjoy it last week.* Shockwave: @Soundwave: I am aware that this is a series, the beginning of which having been played last week. Shockwave: @Soundwave: Did I miss much? ItsyBitsySpyers: @Shockwave: [[A trio of human spawn's Creators perished in a fire. They were given to an unworthy guardian who is after their financial future.]] Shockwave: *He pings a thanks for the summary and gets settled.* Drift: *it's a Drift! heads over to— wait. where's blurr?* B l u r r: / in this pile / Drift: *... are those tarps blurr?? sits next to.* Hey. B l u r r: / there is a ravage here somewhere / B l u r r: / pokes claws out. Small wiggle. / B l u r r: [[ are yall ready? ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((ye)) Shockwave: ((aye)) Drift: ((ye)) Drift: *wiggles fingers back. ... can blurr see him?* Airachnid: ye)) Drift: *takes claw-tips and shakes them. hi.* B l u r r: / shake shake / Drift: ((are we finishing episode 1? ... also is that NPH singing)) B l u r r: [[ yes it is and... I can if you want ]] B l u r r: [[ i think netflix moved me ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage slooooooowly reaches out to try to mock-swipe at Drift's pointy helm bits.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Like https://i.makeagif.com/media/7-30-2015/WbHuq4.gif * B l u r r: [[ do you uys wanna go back to the end of episode one? ]] Shockwave: *oh, the intro summarizes the plot anyways.* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((can we? just the last couple of minutes?)) Drift: ((that'd be nice)) B l u r r: [[ there you go. ]] Drift: *immediately dodges the swipe. well then. tries to mock-swipe Ravage's pointy bits with a fingertip.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *LOOKS SO OFFENDED* Drift: ... Sorry. Thought it was a mutual thing. B l u r r: / reaches out to pat Ravage / ItsyBitsySpyers: [[It is. He's toying with you.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage allows this pat* Drift: Oh. Pff. Drift: *another fingertip-swipe for the deception.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *grab grab. sorry blurr. you are a good perch though* B l u r r: / mmfff/ ItsyBitsySpyers: [[This reminds him. He researched snails.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[They are most known for being slow. ... He does not know what this had to do with what the Count said.]] Shockwave: (( i can't look at count olaf without thinking of starscream thanks to tumblr. )) B l u r r: / moves claws out to help keep Ravage stable on him / Don't fall. B l u r r: / Wiggles helm so the thermal falls down a little. He can see better / FakeProwl: ((good)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Grateful grunt* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[They believed that?]] B l u r r: / vents and twitches claws. What happens if he tickles Ravage / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Try.* B l u r r: / wiggle claws a little. Tickle. / ItsyBitsySpyers: *ZOOM Ravage is gone in a split second* B l u r r: / ??? / Drift: *is blurr's head free* B l u r r: / yes / Drift: *good. pats blurr's head.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *It is. Ravage dislikes being tickled. He's hiding... somewhere. Some corner. For now.* B l u r r: / flicks finials ? / B l u r r: / looking around. Aw. Poor Ravage. / B l u r r: / slouches in his thermals. Rubs face/ He has no hair to even cut... Airachnid: The humans might be better off in the streets. At least they would be free to do whatever. Drift: maybe he cuts it a lot to keep it that short. B l u r r: Mm... maybe. B l u r r: ...... Oh. I get the joke. B l u r r: / flicks a gear out from the thermals and pulls legs up. Blurrito/ ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Why the thermals?]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *It is not cold in here. He would know.* B l u r r: / flicks finials / They're comfortable. B l u r r: And I came here directly from my room. B l u r r: [[ god i love nph ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Hm.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((marcia marcia marci--EW)) FakeProwl: *... can see where this is going.* B l u r r: And it is a little cold, honestly. Shockwave: (( is lemony snicket played by kronk's voice actor?)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i think so)) B l u r r: yeh ]] FakeProwl: ((thought so)) FakeProwl: *snorts* B l u r r: [[ gdi she plays Jessie. That's where I know her from ]] B l u r r: i knew her voice sounded familiar ]] FakeProwl: *is greatly enjoying the dialogue* FakeProwl: ... They're not being subtle, are they? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Not in the slightest.]] Airachnid: [she does not like the Count Olaf human] B l u r r: ... Wow. Humans really are stupid. /mumbles/ Airachnid: Indeed. FakeProwl: ... He knows who Lemony Snicket is. The narrator is a character? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He did say he'd been investigating.]] FakeProwl: I thought it was a... framing device. He's clearly more involved than he appeared at the start. Whirl: *pokes head in* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((It was a test, which you all... passed.)) Airachnid: [she sees a Whirl] Whirl: *bobs his head and slinks on up to his hammock* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[A wretched abuse of power.]] B l u r r: Eugh. I wouldn't marry anyone like that. Whirl: Marry him, and then murder him. Whirl: That way YOU get HIS assets, too. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[-What- assets.]] Airachnid: Yes. Marry and THEN murder. B l u r r: He doesn't have anything Airachnid: His body I'm sure has some use. Whirl: H's got that house. Drift: The honor of burning down his house. B l u r r: That house is nice, thouh... Drift: That's an asset. B l u r r: *though ItsyBitsySpyers: =Could do any time.= ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage finally makes himself visible again, hopping onto the opposite side of the sofa.* Whirl: Marry him, murder him, then use part of the outrageous fortune to renovate his estate. Whirl: Live like kings i the place he used to call his own. THAT is fantastic revenge B l u r r: / waves claw at Ravage slowly / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Eyes the claw* B l u r r: / twitches digits/ FakeProwl: *really enjoying the dialogue. it's so straightforward.* ItsyBitsySpyers: =Poison food. Escape.= FakeProwl: *is going to keep enjoying the dialogue, he's sure.* Airachnid: If younger humans could inherit the money, that could work. Whirl: *tilts head, interested* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave glances to Prowl.* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): What action recommended for Violet human? Airachnid: It looks hideous on him. Get rid of it. B l u r r: Get rid of all of it, honestly. /tugs thermals back up a little / FakeProwl: ... This is a good start. Whirl: Nice. Airachnid: Clever human. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Perk. Clever.* FakeProwl: Also, they appear to be unmonitored at night. She could run to the judge and clearly explain Count Olaf's exact plan. Shockwave: *Respects her ingenuity.* Whirl: She's good with machines. FakeProwl: They didn't adequately explain what happened before they left. She would have difficulty brushing off a thorough explanation. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Supposes that's possible. Nods.* FakeProwl: Especially if they could supply legal documentation. B l u r r: Marriageis so complicated... FakeProwl: ... And waking her up in the middle of the--pffff. *sorry. henchperson-in-law.* FakeProwl: Waking her up in the middle of the night would properly convey the severity of the situation, I think. ItsyBitsySpyers: =Rip hand off.= Airachnid: Why stop at the hand? Whirl: ((PFF)) B l u r r: All of that looks like junk food, honestly. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[They will need him alive to prove their claim.]] Whirl: These monologues are pretty all right. FakeProwl: All they'll need is the script and the proper legal documentation. Whirl: Is this based on a book? *looks to Blurr* B l u r r: / lowers thermal/ Hm? FakeProwl: ... And I'm not advocating murder, but if he's not alive, they'll have no claim they need to prove. Drift: I think they're pacifists. They're not even thinking about ways to kill him. B l u r r: Ah. Yes. It's based on a book series. Airachnid: They should. Drift: Oh, nevermind. They're making bombs. Whirl: *SNICKERS* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Prowl may not be advocating murder but Soundwave is amused anyway* Whirl: Prowl, that's precious. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((for a second i was like "prowl stop breaking the 4th wall they can't take the episode script")) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((and then i realized you meant the play. pffft)) FakeProwl: ((Prowl: "punch through the walls of reality and steal the script from god")) Whirl: And--you can kinda tell, Blurr. B l u r r: Mm? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Tell her. -Tell her-.]] Whirl: That this was a book. There's something... *waves a claw* About the monologues. B l u r r: Ah. Yes. Whirl: *for the record, whirl was amused that prowl would claim not to advocate murder. We all know u would Prowl* B l u r r: I don't have the books. Didn't get a chance to really look on Earth. B l u r r: I'm sure I could find them. FakeProwl: *he prefers arresting criminals.* Whirl: If you wanna read 'em, sure! I'm good though. Whirl: *SNICKERS... this time at the show* B l u r r: I'm sure I could just download them. FakeProwl: *murdering is a last resort scenario. you've just got to take a lot of last resorts in a war.* Whirl: That baby... is awesome. Whirl: Also--this is totally a play Starscream would write for himself. Airachnid: Very true. B l u r r: Incorrect. Starscream would marry himself. B l u r r: No one in their right mind would agree to that Whirl: And now, he can. Drift: Not /willingly./ B l u r r: Mmm... ItsyBitsySpyers: *Stab the count with the pen.* FakeProwl: ... They explain all the idioms and phrases in this show. I wonder why they didn't explain the snail. ItsyBitsySpyers: *He can't talk if his throat is destroyed* Airachnid: Strangle him with the flower crown. B l u r r: /reaches out to pat Ravage / Whirl: *snickers* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage tentatively stretches his helm out* B l u r r: /pet pets helm / ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He researched the snail. He believes it was an example of the Count human misusing words again.]] Shockwave: *You would have thought that the law would have made some sort of fail-safe for incestuous pedophilia.* Airachnid: It was child's play, and that's pathetic. Whirl: That baby is my FAVORITE. FakeProwl: ... They can probably take this to court. It may be legally binding but there are quite a few... *hold on a second, what are they up to* Whirl: I'm sure there'd be some kind of clause preventing this sort of arrangement from being completed under durress. Whirl: And they have solid evidence--hundreds of witnessess--that it WAS done under duress. FakeProwl: ... They're taking it to court right now. Excellent. Airachnid: Finally. Someone intelligent. FakeProwl: Yes, that was what I was going to say, it was coerced. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Disappointed. He wanted to hear the whole thing.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Amused by all the figuratively/literally business* B l u r r: [[ do you guys need a small break? ]] FakeProwl: ((it would be nice ye)) Whirl: ((I'm ducking out for now)) FakeProwl: ((byye)) Airachnid: bye!)) Shockwave: (( i'm probably not going to stick around for another episode either. )) Whirl: ((have a good night u guys)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((bye to those leaving)) Shockwave: (( you too. )) Whirl: *streetches and flops out of his hammock* Thanks for the movie--er, show? Teach. B l u r r: [[ k small beak then ]] Whirl: Gonna turn in early. *taps his helm* Headache. B l u r r: / wiggles claws from thermal / Shockwave: *He sighs deeply.* B l u r r: See you next time. /flickers optic/ Feel better. Shockwave: I'm afraid that was all the time my schedule will allow. I shall depart. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Farewell.]] B l u r r: / waves claw / ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He will return in a moment.]] Whirl: I'm fine, it's just the same old same old. Whirl: *trots out into the hallway and is gone* Shockwave: *nodding* Another time. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave stands and heads into the hall for a snack* Whirl: ((this is a good show but i cannot watch these eps right now, GIGHT)) Shockwave: *now the room is completely devoid of cyclopian cybertronians* Shockwave: (( yeah, g'night. )) B l u r r: / flicks another gear and shifts a leg out. / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage immediately sprawls across the leg* ItsyBitsySpyers: *This is his spot now. Cross front paws.* B l u r r: / his leg has been compromised / B l u r r: / pat Ravage / Airachnid: [she kinda wants to get into Whirl's hammock] B l u r r: / do it / B l u r r: [[ brb ]] Airachnid: [she's gonna do it and get on the hammock and lay down] Airachnid: [much better] B l u r r: [[ kay back. ]] B l u r r: [[ leme know when yall are ready ]] Airachnid: I'm ready)) B l u r r: [[ i shall wait for the others ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((okay i stretched my legy i'm good)) B l u r r: [[ legy stretch is good ] B l u r r: / mumbling. Lifts rust stick. Makes a face. Holds it out for Ravage / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave trudges back in and takes his seat next to Prowl. With a sated tank and so few mechs around, he's also content to try getting comfortable up against his couch companion* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage cracks an optic and tracks the rust stick. He's not fetching that, if that's what you think* Drift: ((sorry, i got sidetracked by hilarity on duolingo) B l u r r: / it's for eating! / Drift: ((gimme another minute please)) B l u r r: [[ mhm ]] B l u r r: / he's offering ravage a snack / Drift: ((for reference http://ckret2.tumblr.com/post/156385732097 this. this is what distracted me.)) B l u r r: / He's not eating them, obviously / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage grabs the hand with both front paws and pulls the rust stick close that way. Nom nom* B l u r r: / vent. Letting Ravage chew / Airachnid: [still laying in the hammock. She kinda wants to get food, but she kinda doesn't want to get up] B l u r r: / use ur spider webs / Airachnid: [true..] Airachnid: [gonna look around for food to snatch] B l u r r: / the snack table isn't as supplied, but it has some / Airachnid: [is just gonna snatch some of those snacks] Airachnid: something about hammocks turns her into a lazy cat)) B l u r r: heee ]] Drift: ((ok im ready thank you)) Drift: ((i have learned me some spanish for the day)) B l u r r: [[ lol ]] Drift: ((and i am never going to forget what el jefe means)) B l u r r: [[ haha ]] B l u r r: [[ golden . ]] FakeProwl: ((SNEKS)) B l u r r: /pats Ravage and pulls his thermal down a little bit more to settle / FakeProwl: ((snek snek snek)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage licks his chops and stares at Blurr.* ItsyBitsySpyers: =Your servo reeks. Tyran spark smell.= ItsyBitsySpyers: *Settles back in place* B l u r r: ... /flickers optic/ Does it? Drift: ... Do sparks smell? B l u r r: / frowns and smells his thermals and his claw/ ItsyBitsySpyers: =Yes.= B l u r r: I don't smell anything. Drift: ............ *leans over and sniffs* Airachnid: I would imagine they give of some scent. ItsyBitsySpyers: =-I- smell them.= Airachnid: [is not going to smell Blurr's hand servos] B l u r r: It just smells like... /makes a face/ Well, I guess it does smell a little like the weapon residue... B l u r r: / smelling thermals. Shoves faceplate in them/ Drift: That's all I smell. B l u r r: / keeps face there / Drift: *that, and the ever-present stench of Death* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[It's so... green.]] Airachnid: It's much better than the other place. FakeProwl: Physically. B l u r r: / peeks up from the thermal. Has a very odd expression/ Mmm... ItsyBitsySpyers: =Weak biped noses.= Haughty chin lift. B l u r r: I don't smell anything... out of... the ordinary. FakeProwl: ... I like him so far. FakeProwl: He's going to die. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Agreed.]] Airachnid: I need a clock like that. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[On both counts.]] Airachnid: I was going to make the very same guess. B l u r r: /settles in the thermals and sinks next to Drift / B l u r r: / burying himself / B l u r r: / there is one red optic glowing in his self made tent / ItsyBitsySpyers: [[...Why were they locked in the instrument?]] FakeProwl: Perhaps they liked escape rooms. FakeProwl: Or predicament bondage. FakeProwl: *scientific collection? sits forward* ItsyBitsySpyers: *...Is vaguely curious why Prowl would pick those, but will keep that to himself for now* FakeProwl: *because they were the first options he could think of* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[A tiny Predacon?]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He likes this human.]] Airachnid: He is interesting. FakeProwl: *nods* FakeProwl: Too bad about the imminent death. B l u r r: ... I like that room. /flicks finials. muffled speaking / FakeProwl: ... A fire-proof canoe. FakeProwl: Hmm. B l u r r: ... Ah. /tugs thermal from his helm/ What a nice knife... ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Are there many fires on bodies of water?]] Drift: Kick him down the stairs! ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[Do you mind. This is hardly the time for noisy laughter.]] B l u r r: / flicks finials/ Hn? FakeProwl: Not typically, no. Water tends to be rather fireproof. B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: I'm not laughing. Yet. :: Airachnid: [cackles] ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[You were. He heard your thoughts.]] B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: ... Ah. That's not... me. :: FakeProwl: Plus, he says that a fireproof canoe is among the objects he likes to keep around. So he expects to have to deal with fire on water. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave eyes the screen* FakeProwl: ... In the first episode, Lemony mentioned a volunteer fire department. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He will not have to deal with it for much longer.]] Airachnid: Humans really are dim. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[The department will be one short soon.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[Are you feeling well...?]] B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: I am... not. :: B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: But, it's just lack of recharge. :: ItsyBitsySpyers: *Suspicious, but will let that stand* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[If you insist.]] B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: I'm afraid Velocity is loud... do you hear him? :: ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[Evidently.]] FakeProwl: And that eye motif is also present on the telescopes the two... agents? Agents had in the last episode. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Perhaps the judge will tell us who they are. She did have a book of organizations.]] FakeProwl: Indeed. B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: He says he doesn't like you... :: B l u r r: / groans and scrubs face. / FakeProwl: ((that fvcking eye contact)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soft huff of laughter* B l u r r: [[ yES ]] B l u r r: [[ me lmfao ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[What Velocity thinks is of little importance to him. -Your- health concerns him.]] B l u r r: /drags claws down face/ ItsyBitsySpyers: =Laserbeak.= B l u r r: @soundwave: :: He's just being obnoxious today and I haven't been sleeping well. :: ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[...Perhaps you should rest after this.]] B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: No... no that won't work. I have things to do. :: ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Mouth sores...?]] ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[Such as?]] B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: That stupid key... the treasure was gone. We have to find the mech who took it. I refuse to lose it. :: ItsyBitsySpyers: *Zombies? In the snow? This is like Soundwave's worst nightmare.* Airachnid: [likewise] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave is certain he's never seen a device like this before* FakeProwl: Theory: Olaf is a traitor of the same organization that uses that eye motif. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[He sees. Then he wishes you success.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[A reasonable assumption.]] B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: Think I could borrow Frenzy? :: ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[...You understand the responsibility this would lay on your shoulders.]] B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: You'll get him back. In one piece. Unharmed and with many treasures. :: ItsyBitsySpyers: @Blurr: [[Very well. He will call Frenzy when the night is over.]] B l u r r: @Soundwave: :: ... thanks. :: B l u r r: /hisses steam from pauldrons / ItsyBitsySpyers: ((is that. what's his name. from arrested development and the news anchor guy in the tmnt bay films?)) B l u r r: [[ iiiii have no idea ]] B l u r r: [[ i think it is the guy from arrested development ]] FakeProwl: ... Why would somebody put a tunnel...? Airachnid: I don't think you should think about it very much. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Ugh. Sno--the villagers in Citizen Kane are never eaten.]] FakeProwl: ... So close. And yet... ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave extrudes a feeler and looks at it in amusement* ItsyBitsySpyers: [][][]Slithering beauty.[][][] Airachnid: [chuckkling] ItsyBitsySpyers: [[But he has never been to Peru.]] *Withdraws it* B l u r r: [[ mmmm do you guys wanna do one more? ]] B l u r r: [[ sorry, had to run off the comp for a second ]] B l u r r: [[ Gram is sick . e.e ]] Drift: ((i've gotta head to bed about now)) Airachnid: yeah same)) B l u r r: [[ mkay we save for later. ]] B l u r r: Hnh... / vents heavily/ Airachnid: [reluctantly, gets out of the hammock] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave pings Frenzy a request to gather what he needs for self-protection and come to the ship.* B l u r r: I should get to... work. /throws another gear from under the thermal / B l u r r: ... Or maybe just go back to bed. Airachnid: Well, I have work to do unfortunately. ItsyBitsySpyers: =Stop that.= B l u r r: / grumbles at Ravage / B l u r r: / B( / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage gets up to swat the gear back to Blurr* B l u r r: / kicks it away/ It's not the right kind of gear. It didn't fit. / 8/ / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Swats it back harder* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Then give it to the medic.]] Airachnid: [watches the two for a moment] Anyway, I'll get going. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Farewell, Airachnid.]] Airachnid: Until next time. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Ravage slinks over to Soundwave's couch to blink Prowl a hello/goodbye before docking on Soundwave's middle as he sits up* Airachnid: [sneaks off] B l u r r: / grumbles and scoops himself into one big heap of thermals/ ItsyBitsySpyers: \\HEARD I GOT INVITED TO A STAYOVER?\\ Frenzy pokes his helm around the door and grins. B l u r r: // wiggles claws at / Mhm. FakeProwl: *nods to ravage* B l u r r: Oh... /nudges Drift with a pede/ Drift: *.... looks at gear* Drift: *looks at blurr* Drift: ... unwrap a minute, would you. B l u r r: / u can't see me i am a blanket / B l u r r: ... I'm cold. Drift: Blurr. B l u r r: / IM A GHOST / B l u r r: Drift. Drift: What are you doing to yourself under there. B l u r r: /reaches out a claw to poke his helm / Nothing. Drift: ... Blurrrr. Show me. :T Drift: *drift will wrestle you out, don't test him* B l u r r: It's nothing... really. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\HE PICKIN' AT HISSELF AGAIN?\\ B l u r r: / oh my god / B l u r r: / Wrestling / Drift: You tossed a gear out, that's not nothing. B l u r r: How do you know I'm not saving parts of a bot to eat under here like hiding lunch? Drift: C'mon. Show me. *starts searching for the edge of the tarp.* B l u r r: / yikes. swats at / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy skates over to Drift and waits to see what happens* Drift: *swats back. keeps searching.* B l u r r: Okay, FINE! B l u r r: / grumbles and tugs tarp and thermal down a bit/ B l u r r: See? /motions to self. He's got a lot of dents and open seams/ See? It's all from a raid. /spins around / B l u r r: We attacked a cargo ship. Drift: Primus. You're a mess. Why aren't you getting fixed? Drift: And why are you pulling things out of yourself again? B l u r r: ... /shrugs/ It's not important right now. Drift: It's very important! Look at you! B l u r r: That stupid mech has my treasure and I intend to get it back! B l u r r: / looks at Frenzy/And you're helping me! B l u r r: Imagine my surprise when I get there. And there's. NO. TREASURE! /kicks his table over / ItsyBitsySpyers: \\YEAH I'MMA HELP YA. I'MMA HELP YA RIGHT INTO A *FRAGGIN MEDIBAY*\\ B l u r r: ... ew. B l u r r: Don't be ridiculous. I've had worse. Drift: Why didn't you get fixed after that?! ItsyBitsySpyers: \\...Y'KNOW WHAT I MEANT.\\ B l u r r: / pulling at a wire / I don't know. Didn't feel like it. B l u r r: I just... came home and went to bed, honestly. B l u r r: I've got bigger problems B l u r r: /reaches out to poke Drift/ :: but yours are gone. That's great news, right? :: Drift: *pokes blurr back* Get fixed. Your bigger problems can wait until after you're in one piece B l u r r: ... He really can't. B l u r r: He keeps coming over. /scrubs faceplate / Drift: @Blurr «Are they? Already? Thank you, Blurr.» B l u r r: @Drift: :: Mhm... Sure. :: B l u r r: @ Drift: :: Anytime. :: Drift: *pulls blurr into a tight hug.* ... Tell him to wait outside the damn medibay until you're patched up. B l u r r: / vents and settles. Wiggles claws at Frenzy. He's not going to no medbay / B l u r r: I don't think he wants to wait. /mumbles/ I have a problem. Drift: Well, too bad for him. ItsyBitsySpyers: *That's what you think.* B l u r r: / he's not gonna! / B l u r r: ... /looks at Drift. Makes a face. Twitches finial and looks behind him. Vents. / ... Nevermind. It's nothing. B l u r r: Really, I'm fine. Drift: *oh, NOW Drift's worried.* ... What? B l u r r: ... I said I'm fine. B l u r r: / pats his shoulder and smirks/ We're okay. Drift: *face wavers between worried and annoyed* ... Dammit, Blurr. B l u r r: ... what? Drift: YOU tell me what. Drift: *aggravated sigh* I've gotta get back to the ship. I can't... But I'll comm you, okay? Tomorrow. Drift: And I'm not getting off the line until you tell me what's wrong. B l u r r: Nothing's wrong. B l u r r: / points at/ I am fine. I'm just.. I have a lot on my mind. And they don't like it. Drift: *points back at* Then when I comm, tell me what's on your mind. B l u r r: / vents and just tugs his tarp up / Don't be mad at me. B l u r r: / pokes said pointing digit/ Drift: ... That bad? B l u r r: No... it's not bad. B l u r r: It's... it's actually a good thing. I think. B l u r r: /tilts helm and shrugs/ I don't know what it is. But, it's not a big deal. Mediocre. I need to focus on finding Thundertron. Drift: ... *small nod* I'll try not to be mad. B l u r r: / leans over and hugs onto. Tight tight / B l u r r: / one of them bestie hugs that lingers and is super tight / Drift: *hugs tight tight back* Drift: ... Is Thundertron the guy that stole your treasure? B l u r r: / nudges helm and pokes his cheek/ Yes. Drift: Get fixed before you go after him again. B l u r r: The stupid mech made a copy of the key. B l u r r: Mm... Yes, I suppose that would make sense. B l u r r: / looks at self/ I need to look perfectly monstous when I kill him. B l u r r: / looks at Frenzy/ And you... you will be with me. B l u r r: And I will keep you safe. /nods/ B l u r r: Anyway... /tugs thermals up/ I'm going back to bed. I left my pillow there. B l u r r: / his pillow is not a pillow / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy's gonna find and call the medic down as soon as he has roaming privilege* ItsyBitsySpyers: *If Blurr doesn't go himself* B l u r r: / waves at frenzy. Follow follow / Drift: ... Why don't you just go slee in the medibay? You can get fixed while you're asleep. B l u r r: ... Because my pillow isn't in the medbay. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Follow follows* Drift: So get your pillow and go to the medibay with it. B l u r r: ... well, I guess. If it agrees. B l u r r: / wiggles claws/ Bye, Drift. Drift: ... Your pillow's still alive? B l u r r: / motions to Frenzy./ I'll show you where you can sleep. B l u r r: ... Well, yes. I didn't kill it. B l u r r: He's comfortable and disgustingly so. /vents and makes a hood from his thermal / Drift: ... Oh. Huh. Drift: ... Is it JT? *because if it's JT, he can NOT cross paths with Rumble* B l u r r: ... / oh god don't do that. Makes a slight noise / B l u r r: No. No, that's uh... that's a negative, ghost rider. B l u r r: / finger guns at. ayyye / Drift: *well, no problem then* All right. Drift: *... ghost rider??* B l u r r: Nope. But, he's comfortable, so I'm tempted to go curl back up. B l u r r: I SUPPOSE I can see Axis first. Drift: Take him to the medibay with you. Drift: Or—tell the medibay to send a doctor to your room. Whichever. B l u r r: ... That second one sounds better. /continues walking/ I'll see you next time. Drift: Yeah. Next time. Drift: And I'm still comming you tomorroe! Drift: *w B l u r r: ... /waves claaaaaaaw / B l u r r: If you want to! Drift: I do!! Drift: *all right. he'd better head home.*

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