one of the cats shat directly on my cushion >:////

His Ghosty Boy

I realized today there really isn’t much Danny X Wes content. And yes, I understand this will not be good, but hey, at least its something and I wanna write something gay.

Hope you like it! 

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Danny was looking off into the distance, paying zero attention to anything going on around him. It was lunch, on an oddly normal day. No ghosts to chase yet, everything was okay. Nothing to ruin his day.

Until water was poured over his head that is.. “Hey! Dash! Come on, leave him alone” Growled Sam from beside the dark haired boy with now dripping wet hair. “What? He looked like he needed a shower”  Danny winced as he heard Dash and his group laugh. It wasnt even a good joke.. Or insult. “Yeah, well I smell better than you..” He muttered to himself, a little louder than he meant. Silence. An evil sounding chuckle and a tight grip on his shoulder “What did you say to me, Fenton?”

Tucker stepped up. “He said he smells better then poo, which... odd thing to say dude, but I guess its true.. Leave him alone, Dash, you’ve done enough this week” Before the blonde bully had time to argue, Danny’s ghost sense went off. “Oh no... I have to go” He announced, shoving Dash’s hand off his shoulder and running out of the cafeteria with a redhead following him. He knew Wes had been following him and trying to prove to everyone that he was Phantom, but he also knew there was zero proof to back him. He always thought it was funny to tease him or give away his secret when he knew only Wes could see him. Now was one of those times. “Going ghost” He whispered to himself, transforming. Floating into the air he turned around, freezing at what he saw. His blood went cold, his cocky expression deminished. Wes. Smirking. Holding his phone. Video proof.. “Shit..” He turned around quickly, realizing he had a fight to win an a ghost to catch, but afterwards.. He needed to catch Weston before that proof was leaked.  The fight lasted half an hour at most, Danny winded with a few bruises and a cut on his cheek. None of that mattered, he needed to find Wes. Or Wes needed to find him.  His initial idea of running down the hallway to find him wasn’t working well, especially with how tired he was. Leaning against the wall to take a breath for a second, he found his target. Or maybe his target found him... Soon, Danny was walking purposefully towards Wes, who had stopped in front of a closet. Waiting for the confrontation, that same smirk on his face. As much as he hated to admit it, annoying Wes by showing off his ghostly side wasn’t just for fun anymore. It was still fun of course, just... He felt he got more from it. Wes’s quiet sighs and screeches of annoyance at every little obvious to Wes only clues he gave out.. The only word he could use to describe it was just.. Cute. For weeks and weeks the teenager had wondered exactly what it meant for him, what exactly was with him. This situation was far past just an annoyed reaction from the redhead, no, Wes stood with that smirk, pride, confidence, all of which weren’t making any part of his previous continuous questioning any easier.  ‘Pull yourself together, Danny, just get him to get rid of the proof...’ “Fenton. What a surprise...” Came Wes’s cocky tone.

“Weston”

The taller boy rolled his eyes before looking back at Danny with a grin, waving his phone a bit. “I’ve finally got my proof! I’ve got it! I’m assuming you’re here to convince me to keep this a secret?” Danny assumed a defeated expression, sighing but nodding. “What do you want?”

Wes paused, watching Danny, the smallest hint of a smile on his face. “For starters, I want you to tell my that you are the Phantom” The halfa sighed, looking to the side. “Alright... Alright, fine, you were right Wes, I’m the Phantom” Just to add a little bit of a cool factor to impress his newfound realization crush just cause, he let his eyes glow green in a phantom-ish way. He regretted it only for a moment, until he heard the unmistakable excited sound that came from in front of him. The wonder that was Wes Weston had just squealed. And if he didnt know better... He’d say there was a slight tint of pink to his cheeks... What was that for...? “You good there, Weston?” He asked, obviously implying something. 

The reaction he received confirmed his thoughts, watching the pink get more noticeable. “Shut up Fenton, I could still send the text to everyone”

“Right.. Okay, what else do you want from me?”  This time, Wes hesitated, staring into Danny’s eyes. Though he could have sworn there was something in his eyes, something else he wanted to say. “Just... Meet me at the park tomorrow after school..” He sounded a lot different than he did five minutes ago, almost nervous...

“Uh.. Okay” Danny nodded. “Thats it?”

“Yeah, thats it.. See you tomorrow, after school at the park, if you arent there after half an hour, Im posting the evidence” With that, Wes turned around and walked off leaving Danny alone in the hallway. The conversation ended oddly and wasnt exactly sure how to take that.. But he was late for his next class, plus Sam and Tucker would be wondering what was up with him.  The rest of the day, Danny went over scenario after scenario trying to figure out what he was meeting Wes for. Was it good, bad, or possibly creepy reason...? That night as he lay in bed, wishing for sleep to claim him, his thoughts were plauged by the cute redhead that seemed to be infatuated with him.  The end of the next school day couldn’t come fast enough, his mind was on what the visit to the park would mean for him and nothing else, just Wes. He wasnt denying it anymore, he had a crush on Wes Weston. He didnt say anything to his friends, instead the two of them pestering him about why he seemed so absent since the day before’s ghost fight. After what felt like years, the final bell rang. Off to the park he walked, the closer he got, the slower he walked. His stomach flipping around, butterflies fluttering, fear and anticipation taking over every little idea in his head. Minutes later, he stood in front of the designated meeting place, standing, worrying, waiting. Soon, someone tapped his shoulder, causing him to turn around. He was met with a single rose and a tall familiar redhead. “Wes...” He muttered, taking in the sight of the blushing Wes holding the rose out to him.  “Reject me softly.. Please?” Danny breathed a small laugh, taking the rose and Wes’s hand. “What if I didn’t reject you at all?”

Tim gets himself turned into a cat for a week and is forced to stay at Stephanie's until the spell wears off on its own. Honestly, it's not as traumatic as it sounds. For Tim.

“I refuse to take responsibility,” Damian said. He was holding a glossy short haired black cat with a long face and sharp features. It had big bat ears and lovely big blue eyes whose pupils dilated when Stephanie looked at it. Damian held it out for Stephanie to take, lower legs dangling from a slim body. Its tail whipped from side to side, irritated.

Apparently, it was Tim after one ill-informed altercation with that magician villain who the Teen Titans and the Flash fought occasionally.

Stephanie smiled tightly to the point where Damian thought she was in physical pain.

“Do you want to come in? Have a cup of cocoa maybe?”

“Not even slightly. I have a litter box and some compostable wood pellets for litter,”

Oh my God –

“and father insisted that someone within Gotham care for him until this passes whilst he is off planet. Zatanna says it will end on its own in a week and is less likely to end in permanent brain damage than trying to reverse it artificially. More brain damage than Drake already –”

“Yes, Damian, I get it.” Stephanie sighed, pouting as she inspected Tim, still patiently dangling in Damian’s outstretched arms. “Do you understand us Tim?”

The cat – Tim – yowled in a way which sounded partly like a Siamese cat and partly like an car engine struggling to start, but Damian shook his head.

“No. His brain has shrunk to the size of a peanut. Apparently, he will remember nothing, which is good, all things considered.”

Stephanie frowned, then leaned down directly into the cats eyeline.

“Would you rather stay with me over Damian?” she asked it, regardless. “I guess it makes sense, mom is visiting Florida for the week…” she mused out loud, feeling supremely stupid.

Tim yowled again, and his pupils impossibly grew bigger.

Groaning, Stephanie conceded. “Fine, but –” wasting no time, Damian practically tossed the cat into her arms. She caught Tim clumsily, and he meowed in distress, scrambling up to cling to her shoulders.

“Ow, ow, ow! Claws. Claws, Tim ow!”

She held him tight under his little bum, and as she watched Damian run back to the Alfred chauffeured car for the bits and pieces she would need. Stephanie turned, leaving the front door open, and went upstairs to her room. Tim clung to her tightly, little claws making an imprint in her skin. When she reached her bed she leaned forward, letting him turn on his own and land on his feet in the centre of the mattress. He plopped down, sitting perfectly straight with his tail still swishing, and watched her as she proceeded to help Damian move all the pieces of kit inside. She placed the litter tray in the bathroom, wondering briefly about those YouTube videos she’d seen of cats using the toilet could be applicable. She sighed as she sat the plastic tray down, wiggling little wood pellets a couple of inches deep. Tim had come over to join her in the door frame. He looked up at her, and she looked down at him.

“Tim, I’m going to be scooping up your poo and pee. You better give me a big boon when this all over.”

Tim mewled, and to Stephanie it sounded like a bargain had been struck. Damian handed her a plastic bag filled with cat food – whatever Pennyworth did not wish to eat he explained – then left her to it.

“Do not let him go outside.”

“Yes, Damian.”

His round cheeks puffed up, and the bridge of his nose turned red like it did when he was embarrassed.

“Thank you, Stephanie.”

Somewhat mollified, Stephanie said he was welcome and then Damian and Alfred were gone. Shutting the front door, she turned around to see Tim sitting on the stairs, watching her.

Stephanie jumped, unnerved.

“How much of your peanut sized brain is like… at human level smartness?” she asked.

Tim sat quietly for a moment, watching her with those unnatural icy blue eyes. His tail, disproportionately long, smacked against the floor with a heavy thump.

“None then. Well, still, let me know when you want feeding. Or bathroom breaks so I can clean it up before it stinks out the house. I have to work on college. So… go take a nap or something. You probably need one.”

Tim blinked, stepped down the stairs, went through to the living room, sat on her sofa, and rested his head down. Like the cat he was, he was soon asleep in the late afternoon sun.

Stephanie followed him curiously, peered over the back of the couch, admiring his glossy coat then shook her limbs loose.

Just another day in the life, she told herself.

Having her ex-boyfriend slash transmogrified cat living with her for a week. Sure. Cats were distant creatures, and so were her and Tim in recent years. They could get through this week, surely.

Oddly, having another creature in the house made her feel more lonely.

 *****

 Tim had enough self-awareness to realise he was in fact a cat, but also not enough self-awareness to realise that there were certain behaviours he should not indulge in.

Nobody believed him that he could understand what was being said, so he decided to just go with the flow for the next six days. Abdicate all responsibility. Be feral. Receive the occasional pat on the head. All in good fun. Bizarrely, he was enjoying the drama of it all.

The first issue came about at dinner. He had woken from his nap with a hunger that he had never in his eighteen years (did that make him around two years old in cat years?) of life felt before. It was as if he had not eaten in weeks he was starving he was voracious he –

Needed help in opening tin cans.

Dammit.

Honestly, Tim would have been feeling much more humiliated and more willing to jump out of a window to end it all if he was not so sure that he would instinctively land on his feet.

Just a week. And Stephanie would take care of him, loathe as he was to admit it. She would find it uncomfortable and painful with each interaction, so he would take great care in staying out of her way. Things were awkward enough between them without the knowledge that she was going to have to brush him and feed him and clean up his poops and hairballs (he loathed how easily the concept of grooming came to him). He didn’t need to inflict anymore grief on her than she had already reluctantly accepted.

None of this stopped him from being very hungry when he woke up. He needed food. Preferably ten minutes ago.

He leapt down with a solid thud from Stephanie’s sofa, shaking his head to clear any remaining nap time fuzziness, then plodded upstairs. To his own ears, it sounded very cheery.

She had left her bedroom door slightly ajar, and Tim slid in. She did not hear him enter on account of her having a giant pair of red headphones blasting music at far too loud a volume to be good for her hearing. Or rather, he assumed they were red. He knew, somewhere in the back of his mind, that his vision had been altered. Shades of red and green blended together in assorted shades of yellow and brown, and even the blues of the world was washed out and pale. Everything had a slight blur to it, especially for objects further away. When he had first been held up to Stephanie, he realised that the blue of her eyes now seemed almost grey, and her skin was sickly. Of this change, Tim hated the most.

She was leaning over piles of notes, hands stained with highlighter and pen ink. Tim noted her expression and found he did not like it.

She looked very sad.

He meowed to try and get her attention, but with her music playing as loud as it was, she did not hear him. Drastic measures were needed. He would soon be dead from starvation before too long.

He slinked up to the side of her chair, noting the convenient space between her lap, chest and desk. He looked up at her, yowling one more time to try and give her warning, but she did not notice.

Tim blinked slowly. Her eyes were wet.

He leapt up onto her lap, fully expecting her to shriek, to lift and throw him across the room reflexively. However, she just gasped gently, surprise quickly fading, and laughed. Good. The wet look in her eyes vanished with genuine joy. She paused her music, clumsily taking off the headphones and setting them on the desk. She adjusted her lap so Tim could sit more steadily and rested her hands at the base of his back and tail, scratching absentmindedly. He chittered at her and she raised her eyebrows expectantly.

“What?” she whispered conspiratorially. Oh, she was enjoying this. Tim grumbled, body vibrating, then hopped up another level onto her desk. With a purposeful tap, he smacked her wrist.

“What is it you little goblin?”

Rude. Tim yowled, and paced back and forth. Stephanie huffed, reaching to pick him up and put him down. When she turned, she saw her alarm clock on her bedside table. It was six o’clock.

“The time?” Her eyes widened with realisation. “Oh? Dinner time?”

His loud, drawn out meow made her wince, but she nodded all the same. “Alright then sir, come on. Let’s see what we can do for you.”

He merrily leapt down from her arms, jogging away down the stairs to the kitchen. Jumping up on the counter, he pawed insistently at the food still in the plastic bags Damian had brought. Food. He needed food. He was wasting away; why couldn’t she see…

“Right, what did Damian gift us with… Oh. Biscuits huh?”

Tim froze. Cat food. He was going to have to eat cat food.

He was a cat. But not that much. He was finding it difficult enough to imagine going in that litter box in not too long. He quietly made a little meow, distressed.

Stephanie opened the bag, and the smell of dry crunchy biscuits filled the air. Tim visibly gagged, and Stephanie quickly resealed the container.

“Yeah, I agree there Timbo. I can’t give you the wet food either, that jelly is disgusting... but your stomach can’t handle human stuff. You’re a carnivore now bud.”

She hemmed and hawed, opening assorted cupboards, looking for something suitable. Tim meowed mournfully. He was going to starve unless he ate the biscuits, but he so did not want to eat the biscuits.

“Oh!” Stephanie chirped, pulling a tin down. She held it up to him for inspection. “Tuna in spring water. That’ll do, right? But how much…”

Tim paced frantically back and forth as she googled portion sizes. Starving, starving, he was skin and bones, no chance for recovery. It had been eight hours since he last ate, how did she expect him to –

She placed a shallow dish in front of him, half of the can placed sweetly in front of him. She then placed down a small glass bowl, filled with fresh water. Uncaring of his dignity, he began to eat voraciously.

Stephanie leaned on the counter, watching him do so.

“I’m sorry there’s no milk. I heard cats are actually lactose intolerant, so just water for you this week.”

Tim ignored her, so delighted with the taste of fresh tuna that the lack of milk was so far down his list of priorities. It was only when Stephanie, in an apparent act of madness, reached down and ran a hand from his temple all the way along his back to the tip of his tail did he look up. Somewhere in the back of his little kitty brain, he noted that his muscles had tensed up, rising to the pressure of her hand as it made its way down his spine to make the contact firmer. Her hand was warm. He looked up from his feast, confused.

She was still smiling, but it looked melancholy to Tim.

“I don’t think you can actually understand me,” she said quietly, half speaking to herself. “Which is pretty expected for us. I think it’s just the fact that you’re a vocal kitty who isn’t going to remember anything in six days’ time. Which is just as well. I can tell you all my secrets then?”

Tim wanted to protest her falsehoods but found the taste of tuna too distracting.

Stephanie continued, “I’m going to go on patrol now. There’s been a monster of a case I’m getting nowhere with. I’m having another go tonight. Don’t sleep on my bed when I’m away okay?”

Tim wanted very much to yowl, to let her know that he could understand, and to ask her why she was being so mopey. It seemed more than just a sadness over his situation. He wanted to explain that, honestly, he was fine with it. Well, not fine. But he had endured much worse. He knew it was temporary, he knew things would return to normal soon, and he was warm, looked after and almost looking forward to a week’s peace.

So what if he was a slightly goofy looking black cat who had the sudden urge to lick himself clean every few minutes? In the grand scheme of trauma he had undergone in his short life, shitting in a box was pretty low on the list.

He tried to tell her it was fine, only to drop tuna all over the counter. In a fumbled attempt to clean up after himself, he licked the surface clean. Stephanie groaned, then rose away from him.

“Enjoy the evening Tim. Don’t bother me when I get back. Don’t puke anywhere.”

Tim, in fact, did not puke that night. He did use the litter box however and hated it. He tried very hard to make as little mess as possible, ensuring all the litter stayed within the box. He was here because of Stephanie’s good nature; he was not about to blow it.

He did, at around 3am, however, experience what he had heard Selina refer to as ‘the zoomies’. It was a frantic pent-up energy that he did not know how to expel. The only way that came to mind was to dash across the house in a desperate attempt to tire himself out so he could return to sleep. So, he ran, up and down the stairs, leaping off the banisters and hopping over chairs and coffee tables. He did so, bored out of his mind, until he saw the lights of her vehicle pull up. He ran up the stairs in time for Batgirl to crawl through her window. He sat patiently in her doorway, waiting for the right moment to greet her, when he saw she collapsed to the floor with a distinctive and heartrending cry of pain. His little heart pounded painfully at the sound, but he did not move.

He watched as she cursed up a storm, correcting her position so she could take off her costume piece by piece. She did so wincing, crying out, and swearing with each painful movement. If she had someone to help her, she would have been able to get ready for bed in much less agony. Whatever she had dealt with this night, it had been rough.

She crawled around on the floor, apparently unable to walk now that the adrenaline had worn off. She remained in her shorts and sports bra, and without showering, crawled into bed. Tim watched as she reached into her bedside table, pulled out two painkillers, and like a baby, swallowed them with some water from a sports bottle that stood nearby.

He thought he heard her very quietly cry to herself, but that couldn’t be. Stephanie did not cry. His hearing had been different since the transformation last night, sounds and noises did not compute the way they used to. The sound she was making very quickly stopped though, and instead Tim heard her very determinedly whisper to herself,

“Always better in the morning.”

It wasn’t a philosophy he completely agreed with. Sometimes the morning just brought clarity of the previous day’s horror. But her odd breathing stopped, and soon it was replaced with the deep gentle snoring of someone sleeping. Finally, Tim moved. He wanted to curl up next to her. Stephanie was warm, and he had discovered recently that he liked warm places. He wanted her hand to stroke him again.

But no. She had said to stay off her bed for sleeping. She has asked him not to bother her. She certainly would not be happy to find him sleeping next to her. Tim tried to remind himself that he was only getting away with certain behaviours because of his size, and there were some boundaries that he should not cross. What if she woke up in the morning, only to find that the spell had worn off early, and there was a naked human Tim Drake in her bed?

Oh no. That would be very embarrassing.

Besides, he didn’t have that kind of relationship with her anymore. He didn’t have the right anymore to insert himself into her space. They had decided not to pursue it. Not good for her, she’d said.

Tim could no longer remember his own reason. He suspected it was moot after she had become Batgirl.

And yet… she’d been crying. Tim wanted to help her. How could that not be good? Surely if he could provide comfort, if he wanted to provide comfort, she would allow it?

He turned away, not liking the way it felt like turning away from someone calling for help and returned to the living room sofa. He curled into a ball, and slept until the morning, whereupon the hunger pains hit him once more.

And so, a routine began. Tim would yowl like he was dying outside Stephanie’s door, reluctant to intrude whilst she slept. Eventually, Stephanie would emerge, ready to feed him chicken or another half a tin of tuna. He was not so secretly delighted at the way her eyes lit up with humour when she saw him, spinning in circles unable to contain his excitement, though Tim would note locations of bruises that had not been there the night before. She was struggling, it seemed.

She would then go take a shower, clean out his litter tray with a pithy comment, then go to class, leaving Tim bored until she would return after four, ready to clean his litter tray once more, provide dinner, then spend a couple of hours doing homework before leaving again for patrol. She would return at first light, looking more defeated with each passing sunrise. She would be smiling come the morning, but – even with a brain the size of a monkey nut – Tim saw it was shallow.

It did not escape Tim’s notice that she was going out of her way to avoid him. He understood it. She did the same thing when he was human. He would call for her help from time to time with a case, which she gave without reservation, just as she had done now for kitty him, but rarely, if ever, did she call for his aid.

Her stubborn independent streak had not abated with time it seemed, even when it came at the price of her safety.

That and she just seemed sadder than usual. Or was this usual, and he was just never around and allowed to view it?

His tiny mind whirled and churned, and with no outlet, he stewed, glaring out the window at passer-by’s and their dogs.

Regardless, on the fifth night, after hearing her stilted heart-rending sobs and half-hearted and self-inflicted words of comfort, he decided to break the one boundary she had set.

He jumped up onto the bed, moving until he had clambered on her sternum, then folded down into a loaf position. Stephanie tensed, unsure what game he was playing, until she felt him begin to purr.

She laughed brokenly, more of a whimper than a genuine expression of joy and reached up to scratch behind his ears.

Tim purred louder, to her delight.

“I’m having a bit of a rough time,” she spoke quietly in the dark, as if reluctant to break the thick, dark blanket of warmth and comfort. “I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to be a burden.”

Tim gave a small ripple of a meow in response. She was not a burden.

“I can’t get a crack on this case,” she explained. “I make a dent, get hurt in a fight and am fine in the morning, but then so are they. I’ve hit a wall. But I have to do it alone. Bruce and Babs expect me to now… I have to…”

Her voice broke and she cut herself off. She smiled crookedly, painfully trying to dispel her sadness. Tim began to make biscuits. He didn’t understand why, but he thought the pressure would help. She was a little furnace beneath him, and he purred loudly, drowning out her shaky breathing.

Stephanie chuckled at the sensation of his little vibrating chest. She ran a hand down his back again, enjoying the smooth coat. Contradictorily once more her eyes became wet.

“Do you think, when you are back to normal, we could talk? There’s…there’s no-one else who would understand. Though I think I’d make Cass sad if I told her that. But I miss you. And I think it’s my fault.”

Tim shifted upwards, until his nose rested under her chin. He continued to purr loudly, nearly trilling with the force of it. Steph nuzzled in close and kissed his forehead and flicked his large ears.

“Silly boy. I hope you don’t remember this. You’d hate me for it.”

Tim meowed grouchily. How she could lie to herself like that…

They’d burned their bridge long ago. He knew this. And him being a cat for a week was not going to mend it. But it made his heart ache like nothing else to see her despondent. He silently promised himself that he would extend an olive branch before the end of next week. They couldn’t continue like this, tip toeing around each other with Tim occasionally stepping too close and making Steph flinch back away.

She wasn’t flinching away now though.

She picked him up so she could sleep better and set him on the pillow next to her. Turning on her side, she reached up and placed a soft, warm hand on his shoulders, rhythmically petting the fur there.

Her quiet sniffles died off, Tim’s purring acting as a lullaby, and she fell asleep before the sun rose.

Throughout the night he shifted closer, until he was practically resting on her head. He rested his chin on the crown of her head, her long golden hair acting like a silken pillow, and kept guard for the rest of the night.

 *****

 Stephanie awoke to her nose being licked. She opened her eyes blearily, and realised it was Tim cat. She blushed, remembering what had transpired last night. She told herself it was fine, opening up like that. It was only a cat. It was only Tim. Tim, who would be blissfully ignorant come the evening. Though that reminded her, she better lay out some clothes for him. Her mother was coming back at some point in the next forty-eight hours. The idea of her walking in on a naked Tim would cause a conniption.

She smooched Tim’s head, and he meowed cheerily at the wet smack, and continued to press up against her.

She had kept her distance at first, struggling to reconcile Tim with the little sleek gremlin cat meowing at her feet. It felt weird, so she – for a lack of a better term – ignored him. He would be so angry when he changed back, she wanted to avoid anything which he could extrapolate from the week as her being mocking or patronising.

Bruce’s anger she had learned to ignore, Tim’s she hadn’t figured out a knack for yet. It hurt, in a physical manner that she could not explain. Like he was kicking her in the gut again. She found herself actively taking steps now to avoid it. Avoid the concept of it.

But she was exhausted, physically, and emotionally. Years ago, when she would reach such a state, Tim would somehow figure it out and slink in through her window or take her on a quiet date. The two would hold on to each other, and let Stephanie catch her breath and perspective with a warm pillar of support behind her.  

Despite Tim now being a cat, it seemed he still had this perception, and had sought her out to give comfort. Weird how animals could sense those sorts of things.

Fuck it, she thought. It was the last day, she was feeling miserable, and there was a perfectly cuddly vibrating fluff ball in her arms, who showed no signs of irritation and instead was offering comfort that she didn’t get much of in recent years. She was going to milk this for all it was worth. Maybe she could take some photos and videos later – humiliate or blackmail Tim later. All in good fun, of course. She never wanted to genuinely upset him.

She continued to give him sweet pecks on his head back and sides, which she thought he liked, as he meowed and headbutted her.

“Sweetie,” she praised, and she picked him up to cradle him properly. He flipped over, being held like a baby, as she continued to croon, “Last day as a kitty. Tomorrow you won’t remember a thing, and we won’t be able to talk like I am now… isn’t that sad? I think we should spoil you today. Lap of luxury and all that. It’ll keep my brain busy, if nothing else.”

He pawed at her chin, and she kissed his toe beans.

She spent an embarrassingly long amount of the day starfished on the floor, playing with Tim. He was a chatty little cat, more so than he ever was as a person. His meows sounded like a revving engine and were as long as he could hold his breath. He was graceful though, despite his lanky limbs and giant ears. He leapt from surface to surface and straight into her arms with seemingly no effort, and whenever she let him roll out of her embrace, he landed neatly on his feet every single time.

Stephanie couldn’t help it, but when she pulled out a little laser from her Batgirl belt, she recorded Tim’s feral delight, chasing a speck of red across the house. She laughed more than she had in a long while, partly because it had been so long since she had seen anything so unabashedly goofy as Tim as a cat, shaking his little bum, pupils dilated larger than dinner plates, in preparation to jump a red point of light.

It was delightful and made her wonder if she could convince Crystal to adopt a cat once she returned. Poor Tim, he’d have no clue what he’d endured come the morning, but at least in that moment, he seemed happy.

When it reached eight pm, Stephanie sighed, realising she had another night of patrol to face. Selfishly, she wanted to linger, to keep company with the cat, but she quickly shook that thought off. People needed her. She wanted her case over and done with.

“One last go,” she whispered. “I can do it tonight. I’m nearly there.”

Tim hopped up onto her lap and she was sliding on her gloves. She chuckled lightly and scratched under his chin. He purred, craning his neck to allow her better access.

“I’ll lay your human clothes out for you on my bed, okay? If it’s not fixed by the time I’m back… I’ll put you in your boxers and jeans and hopefully come morning…” She got up, hoisting Tim to rest on her shoulders, and tugged one of the plastic bags Damian had left for her. To her growing dismay, she realised there was only a pair of underpants. She looked sideways, Tim peering over her left shoulder. “Oh dear, Tim. Damian really is out to get you, huh?”

He chuffed, like he was grumbling to himself. She pecked him once more, and he meowed more firmly, hopping off her shoulders as she made her way to rummage through her wardrobe.

“I don’t want my mom to come back and find you in your undies in my room and me being AWOL. That would just be one step too much for her, I think. I still have some baggy sweatshirts…pants though… pants…”

She tossed clothes haphazardly, at one point burying Tim under a pile of bras and underpants that she shrieked at, loudly and joyously, when she realised what she had done. Eventually she found a pair of jeggings which she hoped would suffice. Tim looked almost suspicious. If he had eyebrows, they would have been raised.

“You have skinny legs,” Stephanie justified, feeling insane talking to the cat. “It’s fine. Just until the morning. I’ll drive you back and no-one will see your shame. Not even Damian. We’ll sneak. Promise.”

She carefully laid out the clothes, and shoved what she had carelessly tossed out her closet back in with equal zeal. Pecking Tim once more on the head, she moved the litter box into her bedroom and shut the door.

“I can’t have mom coming back to a half naked boy in my living room and a box of used kitty litter. You’ll have to stay in here. Hopefully, I’ll be back before she is. She said she’ll drive the whole way and not stop. So, maybe by seven in the morning? Fingers crossed.”

She opened up the windowsill, slinking her leg over. Tim hopped up on her desk, as if to follow her out.

“Uh-uh,” she warned, pressing on his wet nose firmly. “You have to wait here. Damian made me promise you’d stay inside. I can’t risk losing you.”

She caught herself speaking more desperately than she intended and shuddered. “You know what I mean. Naked boy CEO found running through the streets of Gotham is not the kind of attention the family needs right now. Be good, Tim. And thank you. You cheered me up so much today.”

One more kiss, then she was out the window, sliding it definitively shut. As she mounted the bike, Tim perched himself at the windowsill, watching her shoot off down the street.

When she was out of sight, he jumped down and paced endlessly, stressed and worried. She had been struggling so much with patrol, and he was unable to help her. Feeling utterly helpless, he jumped up onto her bed and settled on her main pillow. Curling up into a ball, he settled in to wait, praying that she would return home safely, and before Crystal arrived back.

He awoke, briefly, when he felt a soft pair of hands lifting him up. He chirped and chuffed, and it was Stephanie hushing him. She wrapped him up in his boxers and sat him next to her under the covers.

She was smiling, albeit a tired smile.

“I did it,” she whispered, scratching his ears. “Tim, I did it.”

Tim meowed a congratulatory chitter, and Stephanie smiled wider.

“Sleep now. I’ll explain more in the morning.”

In an act which utterly took Tim off guard, she pulled him closer, curling around him in a crescent moon shape. Under the covers in the dark, surrounded by her scent and soft breath, Tim began to purr once more.

 *****

 “Steph? Steph…”

Stephanie grumbled, then opened her eyes when cold fingertips pressed against her cheek. Looking at him with an expression Tim could not decipher (relief? Disappointment? Fright?) Stephanie inspected Tim up and down. He had put on his boxers and her sweatshirt but had yet to touch her trousers. Nevermind. He was kneeling on the floor next to her bed. According to her clock, it was just after six in the morning.

Right, Tim needed context.

“I suppose you are very confused right now… Being in my room in your undies… so let me explain—”

She yawned then, arms emerging from her duvet to stretch dramatically. Tim watched the muscles in her neck, then chuckled to himself.

“No, Steph. I remember.”

“Oop.” She froze, watching him anxiously, like an antelope faced with a lion. “Everything?”

“Everything.” He then snorted defiantly, “despite what Damian insisted, I was still me. Shockingly, he is not omnipotent.”

Chewing her tongue, Stephanie narrowed her eyes, not having it at all.

“Oh c’mon, you are lying out your butt.”

“Am not.”

“Are too! There’s no way you’d lower yourself to chasing my laser pen across my living room. Oh gosh, Tim, it must have been horrible…”

Tim shrugged, making a noncommittal noise.

“Maybe I wanted to catch that point of light, huh?” he teased. He then conceded, “Maybe I had a bit of trouble keeping cat me and human me straight in my head.”

“Yeah, that I believe.”

“But honestly, having a week where my biggest concern was whether I was getting tuna or chicken for my next meal was sort of refreshing.”

“I can find a way to turn you back if you like.”

“Hmm. Pass.”

Stephanie giggled, but cut off abruptly when Tim shuffled closer. She felt herself grow cross eyed as she watched him move in so intimately. Tim’s warm breath blew over her as he continued,

“Yeah well, having said that… You mentioned that I helped you. Cheered you up.”

Tim’s teasing look softened, and in that moment looked at Stephanie with such unabashed and unfiltered affection that she felt incredibly self-conscious. Tim was only in his boxers and her sweatshirt, and she was only in a baggy nightgown that she had tossed on when she had arrived home; the first time in weeks she had been uninjured enough to change her clothes.

“Maybe,” Tim continued, “I wanted to see you smile. You were so sad all this week… I needed to help you. Even if it was as dumb as chin scratches – as good as they felt – and chasing lasers. I… I heard you crying, Steph.”

Her arms came down from their stretch, and rested on his shoulders, fingers gently stroking back and forth.

“I’m okay,” she promised, like she was the one comforting him.

Tim’s eyebrows furrowed. “I could have helped you before now.”

There was no chiding in his tone, only pleading, but it made Stephanie feel guilty, nonetheless.

“I had to do it alone.”

“No, no you didn’t. You don’t have to be alone for anything.”

“You’re such a big softie.”

Tim laughed gently, “With you, sure.” Taking a deep breath, he moved even closer until he was practically leaning over her, tips of their noses touching. “Steph… I need to ask you something.”

Stephanie nodded, eyes growing damp. “Shoot,” she whispered, voice cracking and betraying the nonchalant words.

“Could we –”

Crystal opened Stephanie’s bedroom door, and the pair froze. Instinctively, Stephanie raised an arm with a shocked cry, slamming Tim in the face. He wheezed and shot up into standing, which only proved to give Crystal a good view of him in his underwear and daughter’s clothes. Looking somewhat dazed and yet unsurprised, she looked to Stephanie for whatever lie of an excuse her daughter could conjure up.

“Mommy!” Steph cried out. “I did not hear you get back. How was Florida?”

“I was being quiet since it was still early,” Crystal grumbled, unamused by Stephanie’s glib tone. “But then I heard talking.”

Crystal glared at Tim, who fidgeted, finding no dignity in any pose he maintained. Stephanie scrambled upwards so she was sitting, thankfully she had managed to put on pyjamas last night, and clambered for some excuse, any excuse.

“Tim was… It’s not… ”

Seeing her daughter fail to come up with some vaguely plausible non incriminating reasoning, Crystal turned to Tim, glaring holes through his head. He would crack in a way that Stephanie would not.

“Why are you here, Tim?” she demanded.

“I… I…” Tim began to shiver with nerves, face flushed red and eyes bright with panic.

“Where are your pants?”

Tim choked on air. “…I don’t have any. With me.”

“And no shirt either?”

Tim very much wished the ground would swallow him up.

“No.”

Stephanie groaned, throwing herself face down into her pillow. “Good job, Tim.”

“It’s the truth, Stephanie!”

Crystal’s fingers twitched on the door handle, and Stephanie could see one of her pressure headaches building, like a throbbing in her mother’s temple.

“You know what – just leave Tim. And we won’t discuss it again.”

Tim would take that and run. At least this time he wasn’t being chased out of a house with a shotgun like Ariana’s uncle had done.

“Sure. Sure. Can… Steph. Can I borrow your phone?”

“So someone can come pick you up?” Crystal snorted. “What? Don’t you have shoes either?”

Tim realised if Crystal had her way he would have been forced to run back to the manor. Death at this point really would have been preferable. Weakly, he just stated, “No, Mrs. Brown.”

Stephanie spoke at her mother and into her pillow, unable to look the embarrassing situation in the eye.

“Mom, please. The guy’s dignity has already been shot. Please don’t make him walk back to Wayne Manor in his tidey-wideys. I can give you a lift Tim, I said I would.”

“No, no,” Crystal insisted. “I’m sure you’ve done enough Stephanie.”

Stephanie shrieked, muffled but distressed. Dramatically, with exaggerated movements, she removed her phone form under her pillow and unlocked it without looking, then tossed it up the air. Tim scrambled to catch it, then dialled for the manor. Crystal stood aside, indicating it was time for Tim to leave the room. He looked back to Stephanie, still buried in her bed sheets. It was a look of desperation on his features that made Crystal feel almost guilty for separating the pair, but honestly, she did not trust her daughter, and she did not trust Tim, however soft spoken he may have been.

When Tim exited the room, Crystal shut the door with a definitive slam behind him. Turning back to Stephanie, she saw her daughter’s shoulders shaking with quiet crying. This only served to befuddle Crystal more, but before she could say or do anything else, a shallow container on the floor by her daughter’s desk caught her eye.

“Is that a litter tray?” she asked, confusion reaching fever pitch.

Stephanie raised her head to stare at her mother, eyes wet and pout overwhelmingly sad.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you the truth.”

 *****

 “Alfred washed it. Got rid of all the cat hairs.”

Tim held up the blue sweater for Stephanie to take on her doorstep. She took it reverently and inhaled deep. Alfred always used an excess of fabric conditioner that made clothes smell lush. Tim, for his part, looked apologetic.

“I’m sorry you got drawn into all of that. I’m sorry I made you and your mom fall out.”

Stephanie said nothing, keeping Tim on the doorstep as she set down the sweatshirt. When she looked back to Tim, closing the front door behind her, she was struck by the thought that he seemed much younger than eighteen. He was scuffing his feet on the concrete, hands behind his back, like a bashful child.

“It was all because I was careless with Abra Kadabra and it bit me in the butt and Damian didn’t want to have to deal with me so he burdened you with it. I’m sorry.”

“It wasn’t a burden,” she replied quietly. “I liked it. The last day.”

“Oh,” Tim blushed, looking anywhere but in her eye. “Me too. For what it’s worth. Honestly, it was actually really nice. Relatively. In context. You know. In a not creepy way.”

“It must have been a bit weird. Like, don’t pretend it wasn’t. All that chicken and tuna you ate for one thing…”

Tim chuckled to himself, finding something very funny.

“Yeah my digestion has been wild the past week and... too much information. Sorry.”

Stephanie tried to catch his eye, but Tim kept his head stubbornly down. His feet must have been very interesting.

“You… you were going to ask me something, before my mom walked in,” she pushed.

He coughed, choking on nothing but his nerves.

“Was I?”

“Tim.” She reached out and took his hand. Tim flinched, then relaxed and finally gathered the courage to look her in the eye. She smiled, beautifully, always beautifully, and he squeezed her fingers.

“I’m sorry if it took me being turned into a cat to actually ask.”

“That’s okay. It happens for people like us. In a way I think it puts things into perspective. So, please ask.”

“You…” 

He stared at her, admiring her, before finding words couldn’t do the job well enough. Instead, he leaned forward, meeting Stephanie who was also moving closer, and the two kissed on Stephanie’s front doorstep. She broke away with such a delighted laugh that Tim chuckled himself.

“Ask me,” she insisted.

Tim shook his head and kissed her again. Falling back against her front door, the two made out for a moment too long before Stephanie regained her senses. She pushed him back, laughing louder and more hysterically.

“Tim! No! You need to ask!”

Another kiss, this time accompanied by him picking her up and swinging her in a circle. Finally, Stephanie gave up and held him tight. Tim made a noise that she could only describe as a chirp of delight in response.

“You’re a little gremlin,” she muttered into his mouth. “Cat or otherwise.”

Salvatores~Sister

MASTERLIST

Salvatores x FemReader

Synopsis - Your brothers die while you’re at school. You go back home an get turned. 150 years later, you reunite with Damon, then Stefan.

Word Count - 1.2k+

**Warnings** none

~1860~

‘’Goodbye, Stefan. Goodbye, Damon.’’ I hug each one of them in turn. My father decided that he was going to send me to finishing school a few towns over. He hasn’t really known how to care for me since mother died. I figured that it would be better for me there, so I wasn’t too upset when he didn’t consult me in his decision. I can still write to Stefan and Damon every week, and see them multiple times a year for holidays. My carriage comes and I wave at my family one more time before I get in and leave.  

I finally make it too the school after a long ride. The head mistress shows me to my room, and introduces me to my room girl. I settle in, happy about where I am, but still a little sad that I am not bel to see my family more often.  

~~~~

I make it back to my room after home skills and advantages class. I’ve been here for two months now, and it’s been going very well. I sit ono my bed, when someone quickly runs in, and hands me a letter.

‘’I’m sorry.’’ She says to me before disappearing back out into the hallway. I look at the note confused. What could be so bad?

Dearest Y/n,

I offer my deepest condolences, and I regret to inform you that your brothers were shot. They both passed away soon after. We haven’t been able to locate their bodies, but bystanders are positive it was them. Your father, as well, has sadly passed. We found him mutilated in him home by animal. We are not sure how this happened, but we are never resting until we find those boys and figure out what happened to you father. We are going to send a carriage for you on October 2 so you can make peace and an appearance. When you come back, go to your home, and there should be someone waiting to give you instructions and guidance on how to proceed. Once more, Y/n, we are very sorry for your losses.

I slowly raise my head from the note that is now covered with my tears that fell from my eyes. My whole family is now dead. I have no one to go home to. No one to celebrate Christmas or Thanksgiving with. No one to guide me and enjoy the rest of my life with. I’m all alone.  

~~~~ Two years ago, I received that letter. I went home for the funerals for all three of my family members. I stayed near Mystic Falls; I never went back to the boarding school. I don’t live in my old house because there are too many reminders of the people who were taken from me. I live close by to visit their graves, but I can’t live in that house even though it was left to me. Everyone near my town heard the news and they always asked me how I was doing, if I was okay. I would smile and nod, but in my head, I scream for them to leave me alone and not bring it up every time they see me.  

To forget my turmoil, I met someone. A man. He’s twenty-three compared to me, being seventeen. He helps me forget about everything that has happened to me when I’m with him.

~~~

‘’Hello, Philip.’’ I say to him as I walk into his house and sit next to him.

‘’Hello, Y/n. I want you to try something with me, please.’’ He hands me a glass with a crimson red liquid in it.  

‘’What is this?’’ I question with disgust laced in my voice.  

‘’It’s alright. Just drink it, darling.’’ He looks into my eyes, and I suddenly really want to drink it. I nod, and take a sip. I shy away at the copper taste, but swallow it anyway.

‘’Philip, what is that?’’ I place the cup down, not wanting to drink anymore.  

‘’It’s my blood.’’ He answers nonchalantly, and come closer to me.  

‘’Your, your blood?’’ I shout at him. He nods, and grabs my head in a swift motion. Before I can say anything or even comprehend what is happening, he jerks it to the side and my world goes black. I wake up what seems like minutes later, but it’s dark outside, so I know it’s far later. I look around to see no one in the room. I scrunch my eyes in confusion as to where Philip’s whereabouts are.

Philip is pushed out of my mind when I feel a terrible ache in my gums, and a hankering hunger for something that’s not food. I hear someone speak, and I turn my head as if they are right next to me. There is no one here, so how can I hear them? I can hear their heartbeat. I can hear their blood. I get up and run to the person, thankfully they are by themselves. I stop for a second, wondering what I am doing. Why do I want to kill them? But then I hear their blood pumping, and I can't help it. I go over to them and bite their neck, draining them of all their blood in seconds.  

What is this? What did I just do? Did I kill them? What am I? Where is Philip? He did this to me, but what did he did?

~~~~~

150 years later

~~~~~

I walk through my old hometown of Mystic Falls. I’ve only been in this town twice since I was turned into a vampire. There are too many bad memories of this place. I make it a bar that wasn’t there before, call Mystic Grill. I sit at the bar and order a bourbon with a lime on the side. I show them my fake ID and if that doesn’t work, I usually compel whoever is bartending. The blond boy, who doesn’t look old enough to work at a bar, gives it to me. I thank him, and sip on it. I hear three people come into the Grill. One of them comes next to me, and I turn to look at the back of his head. He has raven hair, but I can’t see anything else. He also orders a bourbon from the blond boy.

‘’Damon, have you talked to Elena at all today? She wasn’t at school.’’ the bartender asks. I can’t help but listen to their conversation as they are right next to me.

‘’She was at the house with Stefan this morning. I don’t keep a hold on her, Donovan.’’ He says. I blink and my eyes widen. Stefan and Damon. That can’t just be a coincidence, can it? Before the boy can say anything else, I intrude.  

‘’Excuse me, is you last name by chance, Salvatore.’’ I ask him before he turns around. Once he’s facing me, I am met with the face of my eldest brother, Damon.

‘’Well, who’s asking?’’

‘’Me.’’ I deadpan, not playing into his cool boy ways. I’m still shocked that my brothers are alive. There has to be logical explanation.  

‘’Sorry sweetheart. I don’t answer to you.’’ He says and turns back around to the people he came in with. I try to think of something that make him remember that it is me. Suddenly, I think of something we would always say when we would play in the yard together back home.  

‘’Nah nana boo boo! I win you lose. Nah nana boo boo, you smell like poo.’’ I chuckle at our old saying.  He freezes the motion of him bringing the bourbon to his lips. He turns to me again, and looks into my eyes, trying to make sure that’s it’s me. He smiles at me in disbelief.^^^ I see tears come to his eyes.  

‘’Little, Y/n/n?’’ I nod at him, and he pulls me into a bone-crushing hug. ‘’But how?’’ He asks while hugging me.  

''I'll let you know about everything, but first, can I see Stefan?'' I ask. He nods and we walk out of the bar after paying for the drinks. My family is alive.

‘’I’ll fill you in about everything. I’ll tell you everything. But first, can I see Stefan?’’ He nods, and we walk out of the bar after paying for the drinks and saying goodbye to Damon’s friends. I can’t help but smile all the way to my house.

~~~~

We walk up the gravel leading to the Salvatore house, and I lightly smile at the familiarity. I haven’t been here since the funerals. That was so long ago.  

‘’I see you both chose to stay in our childhood home.’’ I say to Damon. He nods and we walk up to the door.  

‘’I’m going to knock while you hide behind me so we can surprise, Stefan. I’m so excited for him to see you. He’ll be jealous that I saw you first, but he’s used to it. I know I'm your favorite.’’

I chuckle, and nod, ‘’Don’t tell him that.’’ Damon smirks at me, and knocks on the door. I zone in my hearing, and listen to the footsteps coming to the door before it is opened.

‘’Damon? Why are you knocking on the door? This is your house.’’ Stefan says somewhat annoyed.

‘’I didn't want to just walk in when I have amazing news.’’ Damon says.

‘’What news, Damon?’’ He sighs. To this, I step out from my hiding and smile at Stefan.

‘’Surprise!’’ He looks at me confused.  

‘’I’m sorry. Who are you?’’

‘’You and Damon are so slow. You don’t even recognize your gorgeous, amazing, awesome, baby sister.’’ I chuckle at him. He still looks confused, but I see the pieces coming together in his head.

‘’Y/n? That’s you?’’ I nod and the emotions finally hit me. Tears fall from my eyes and down my face. Damon steps out of the way so Stefan can hug me. I’m hugging my brother. The brother who I thought died in 1864 from a gunshot. I can’t even fathom how happy and content I am.  

‘’How are you here?’’ He pulls away from me. I let my vamp face show, exposing the veins in my face, and he nods. Both him and Damon do the same.  

‘’It’s a long story. I need a drink and to sit in my home.’’ Damon smirks and wraps his arm around my shoulder and we try to go inside when I am hindered by the magic stopping vampires from going where they haven't been invited in.  

‘’Oh, Elena is here. She can let you in.’’ Stefan suggests.  

‘’Elena!’’ Damon shouts up the stairs. I see a girl who looks just like Katherine come down the stairs. I read about her after my brothers died. Damon and Stefan sent me letters about here. Talking about how much they both loved her. I don’t like the way she treated and manipulated my brothers. I’m assuming she’s the one that got them killed in the first place  

‘’Really, brothers? You didn’t learn from your first Katherina? Yeah, I know.’’ Their faces look at me as if I shouldn’t know who she is.  

‘’I’ll have you know I am not Katherine. Who even is she anyway?’’ She asks, and glares at me.  

‘’Her name is Y/n. Now, let her in, Elena.’’ Stefan says.

‘’Why should I?’’

‘’Because, Elena, this is my house, and I haven’t been here in one-hundred-and-fifty years. You own nothing here except maybe my brother’s heart. Now, I would really appreciate id you would do me the grand honor of letting me inside my own house.’’ I smile sweetly at her sarcastically. Damon lightly chuckles and smirks at my snarkiness I learned from him.

‘’Would you like to come in?’’ She returns almost as sarcastic. I thank her and walk past her to the living room. Stefan and Damon sit next to me, ready for me to tell them what happened.  

‘’When you both ‘died’, I came home to the funeral the people in our town funded and planned. I never went back to that school. I kind of just floated around place to place that was somewhat near here. So I could visit you both and father at the cemetery. When I was seventeen, I met someone. His name was Philip. He was twenty-three at the time, he was just someone to distract me.’’ I am about to continue when I am interrupted by Elena’s voice.

‘’Sounds pretty desperate if you ask me.’’

‘’Thankfully I didn’t.’’ I cut her off. I grab a bottle of bourbon from the table behind the couch. I take a drink of it and continue talking.  

‘’He gave me his blood and compelled me to drink it. I drank it willingly, not knowing what it was. I asked him, he told me, then he snapped my neck. I woke up with a hunger and enhanced senses. I was confused, I could hear someone’s heart beating. I killed them. I’ve been a vampire since then, but I don’t drink fresh. Usually bagged, or animals.’’

‘’So, you were just turned by some random guy?’’ Damon asks, looking like he wants to kill someone.

‘’Yes, but back then he wasn’t just a guy. He was someone that made me feel better about my situation. About my life. Having a dead mom, dead dad, and two dead brothers. He made me forget about all that. He made me feel mature, and safe with him.’’

‘’How old are you now, Y/n?’’ Stefan asks me.

‘’I was turned when I was seventeen and I was turned in 1866. So, whatever that math it. I don’t keep track. Never really celebrate birthdays because I have no one to celebrate with.’’ I take another swig of bourbon, feeling burn my throat.

‘’Well, now you do. I want you to meet our friends. You’ve already met Elena, but we’ll introduce you to the others.’’ Damon tells me.

‘’I would like that very much.’’ I say to the both of them and we continue to talk with each other about anything and everything. Catching up on our missed years.  

Avatar: The Last Airbender - The Promise Part 2

One part filler, two parts bad mindsets

Katara and Aang being all love dovey. It's still a little weird but less weird than the pet names

How does Toph sense the ground from on Appa? Could Toph always smell trees and differentiate the trees based on location as opposed to breed? Was that always a thing or did her senses get better with age? 

There's dirt on the bottom of Toph's feet and I love that detail.

If Toph found her calling as a teacher then why did she became police chief of Republic City. The yelling and bossing people around thing makes sense but Toph really doesn't seem like the kind of person to go around enforcing rules that aren't her own. Admittedly, there is a large gap of time between now (13) and Legend of Korra so anything could have happened to turn her into a police chief, but still....

Okay, it being a firebending dojo that had to move as part of the Harmony Restoration Movement makes sense. Kunyo's still a fool for questioning Toph, though

Sokka.... Just Sokka. A match to the sit? I assume he means whoever can knock the other student off their feet and onto their rear first rather than just sitting.

This metalbending school plot feels slightly more like a side episode, not quite a filler because it does involve the affects of the Harmony Restoration Movement but it doesn't feel as politically important

Does the Earth Kingdom palace not have the ability to house guests, especially guests here on diplomatic missions?

Aang has a fan club. Considering how Kyoshi has a state of herself on Kyoshi Island (and an island named after herself) and I do know that Yangchen was regarded in an almost diety-like way in the books that I swear I'll get to someday, this isn't all that surprising. This better not be "The Kyoshi Warriors" all over again.

Katara seems to remember Kyoshi Island rather well. Unfortunately, she will now have to deal with some of the worst aspects of having fans -- the delusional fans who want to date their favorite celebrity and refuses to realize that they have no chance even when said celebrity is already taken.

Aang wants to see something that looks somewhat reminiscent of his culture, and also likes the attention and is just all around a friendly enough guy that he would genuinely love to see their clubhouse. Having said that, don't stay at the houses of strange children when Iroh and the Earth King are right there.

Turtle-crabs are literally just hermit crabs.

"I dove in myself" - Ozai. As opposed to.... Nice to see that Ozai is still a terrible parent. Is the whole family vaguely cryptic on purpose?

Toph's magic metalbending sensing space rock bracelet. Okay. At least it's acknowledged that her students are kinda one off emotional 2d cutouts.

Sokka the Motivationalbender

I like that Katara admits (to herself) that she may have jumped the gun just a little in not seeing any other reason Aang would be excited about his fan club taking him to their clubhouse loosely modelled off of the Western Air Temple to ask questions about his culture and share old relics that seemingly anyone can just buy from a random traveller.

Ozai is trying to spin this as Zuko being so indecisive that it harms him -- and he's right, in a way. Zuko is indecisive; he's had his problem back in Ba Sing Se when he's torn between his honor and his morality. But he also isn't. Not really. He makes a choice; his problem is committing fully to a grey choice. Siding with the Avatar is an objectively good choice; this problem with Yu Dao is a grey one where both sides have a bit of a point (Zuko's moreso). All in all, he should really stop talking to Ozai.

Oh look, combo attacks consisting of different elements, almost like harmony can be achieved despite the differences. I wonder what Yu Dao and similar colonies were doing during the war.

I wasn't going to comment on Kori and Sneers but the conversation is important. Sneers sees her as a member of the Earth Kingdom and is shocked and appalled that she's training with Firebenders despite the fact that they're her cousins. Does he even really acknowledge her Fire Nation heritage? At least Kori doesn't take his attempts to make her choose a side and him leading the protests against Yu Dao. Either he accepts her as she is or they're though.

Moo-Chee-Goo-Chee-La-Poo-Chee the Third is a terrible name. What were his parents and his parents' parents thinking?

Oh...Kuei is exactly as Ozai said (tired of being seen as weak and so overcompensates with military might instead of talking things out with Zuko). I hate when Ozai's right.

Aw, Toph fears that she's being too much like her parents in regards to her students; expecting them to be something their not and getting upset because of it.

Aang's fan club is going to unintentionally cause more problems in Yu Dao

Props to Kunyo for turning that weapon Toph bent around his head that he clearly can't get off into hat. Remove props for "dirt-people" though

Huh, no one ever believed in them. I can see it. A touch cliché but heartwarming nonetheless

[Mai leaving] Well, that was quick. This was probably a longtime coming thing with a lot more build-up offscreen over the year long time skip but still; it feels kinda sudden. I figure Mai's going to be back in the comic or in future comics, not necessarily back with Zuko but back in general otherwise that's kinda a lame way to send Mai off. Mai, Ty Lee, and (I think) Azula are the mainish characters we don't hear what happened to in LoK. At least we know Sokka got into politics and Ty Lee's chi blocking became a widespread thing but we never knew what happened to Mai. Azula can be guessed at seeing as how she was imprisoned or implied to be at the end of the first show. All we have to go on is Izumi's assumed parentage.

Good thing I'm me and don't fall for this relationship drama bullcrap. Suki's with Sokka and that's not changing

When did the Earth Kingdom get war balloons?

Zuko looks like he's wasting away under the stress.

Nightmares| A Good Omens Fan Fic

“Nanny!” Warlock cried out as he stood outside her door in the hall, tears streaming down his face, and holding his crude satan like doll she made for him.

Ashtoreth knew what had happened. It was the very reason she herself was siting in bed knitting away while watching what ever violent and bloody thing was on. Warlock like herself and like so many children often were capable of had sensed the shift in the universe. Typically these shifts were small and as such did nothing much in terms of affecting ones sleep, other than restlessness. This one was large and Ashtoreth was almost asleep when she felt the nightmares coming. Warlock hadn’t been so lucky.

“Come here dearie.” She said softly patting the bed next to her, “Come tell me about it.”

The seven year-old padded over to the bed and clambered up onto the bed. Warlock then climbed under the covers and lay on Ashtoreth’s chest. Ashtoreth turned the TV down and wrapped her arm around the small child.

“He ..: he.” Warlock attempted to say something but couldn’t through his sobs.

“Ssssssshhhh, dearie.” Warlock tried to stifle a giggle at his Nannies funny way of saying shhh. “Take your time.”

“He... the weird frog guy... he...” Warlock said getting distracted by the crime drama on the TV.

“What did that mean frog guy do?” Ashtoreth asked knowing full well who the kid was talking about. That unfortunately was one of the downsides of watching the antichrist, demons slipped into his nightmares far more often than other children. Hastur also had a tendency to enjoy scaring little children, much more than she herself ever did.

“He took me Mom and dad.... and he.... he made us go to the desert... and he bit his finger.....” Warlock frowned clearly still disturbed by his dream “and black stuff came out... it ran towards us... and the the maggots ate us.”

Ashtoreth frowned for a second “Well you tell that old toad Hastur that he smells like poo the next time you see him.”

“But he’s scary nanny.”

“I know dearie.” Ashtoreth smiled warmly “he used to be a poison dart frog, brightest one I had ever seen. He’s embarrassed by that, use it to your advantage next time you see him too.”

“Okay Nanny.” Warlock sighed “Can I sleep with you?”

“Yes dear.” Ashtoreth said in response. There was something about the dream the boy had described but she decided not to dwell on it. She doubted it was a prophetic dream, after all he was the Antichrist.

“Nanny.” Warlock asked looking up at her. She made a noise that indicated to the small child to go on. “Do you have nightmares?”

She smiled gently “Of course dear.”

“What are they about?”

Ashtoreth grimaced she knew that the child would ask that. “Oh nothing much. Falling Angels mostly.”

“How is that scary?”

Ashtoreth thought for a moment trying to put her dreams into less of an ineffable mess for the 7 year old. “It’s like I am them and they are me. I feel like I’m falling and my body is burning. But the feelings the emotions are the worst, they stab and burn more than the falling ever could.” She remembered her fall all too well. It was the only nightmare she got, over and over and over again. For 6 thousand years, the pain and sting of betrayal by Gabriel and the others. Part of her damnation more than anything else, the memories and reminders. Nothing less, certainty not for the being that used to be the Archangel Raphael.

“Oh is it normal for that to happen when people get older?” Warlock asked.

He sounded just like she had when she was young, “No dearie, I have a rare sleep disorder that you certainly do not have.” She said confidently tickling him underneath his arms until eliciting a giggle from the child. “Would you like me to sing to you.”

“No Nanny.” Warlock said focused more on the T.V. now.

It was true she did have a sleep disorder, one called being a demon. She had wondered since the beginning if she should tell Warlock. But after seeing how wacky his life was already decided against delivering the news of Angels demons or otherwise to the Antichrist.

Ashtoreth sat and thought about before, being off in the starts creating. Creating nebulas stars planets that could foster life. She created to please, but that wasn’t enough for her. She wanted to know everything. God well she had claimed knowledge was power. Many other angels saw Ashtoreth’s actions as part of an attempt to usurp God. In reality the thought had never crossed her mind. She wanted to understand the universe. It seemed like all the other angels understood and it hurt to feel like she knew nothing compared to everyone else.

A small snore alerted her to the fact that Warlock had fallen asleep. She knew that he felt the same way sometimes. To him everyone seemed to understand the universe, and he didn’t. He asked questions and by most adults he was shrugged off like a pesky fly. Ashtoreth and Francis were the only two who took the time to answer his questions.

Ashtoreth loved the boy like he was her child and she knew he sensed how much love she had for him. There was just something to Ashtoreth about having a small frail creature be dependent on you. One that isn’t constantly on guard and wary of another. It was warm and felt nice to not only be appreciated but needed.

Even before the fall she never had felt needed. She felt like a number in the masses. And as a demon that feeling never went away. That’s why she had volunteered to be on earth, to feel even a slight bit special. Of course most other demons didn’t want the job in the first place.

Having Warlock lying asleep on her also made it feel like time was frozen. Just the two of them in this moment nothing else existed. Not before not in the future not now. In these moments it is just the two of them with nothing to ruin the bliss and euphoria of being alive. Ashtoreth knew the feelings was ineffable, other than one descriptor she used only in her head, ‘one of the best feelings in the world’. She knew that if anyone else knew especially Francis, that she cared with her whole heart and then some, for this fragile half human they would assume that she was soft. And being soft was not a bad thing, that’s why her alter ego in that moment, Crowley had fallen in love with Francis’ alter ego Aziraphale. She hoped that her being soft was just enough to stop Armageddon from becoming reality.

Francis the next morning walked into the room hoping to prune and water the beautiful fern in the Nannies room. He expected Ashtoreth to be lacing up her boots make a snide remark and then march out to go wake up young Warlock and get him ready. He instead found the two beings still sleeping with Ashtoreth clutching both arms around the boy who was lying on her chest. Francis smiled and walked out assuming they had a rough night.

Awkward First Dates Witnessed By Staff.

Blogs By STEVIE JAYNE

6 Minute Read

If you think the staff didn’t notice your awkward interactions, you're mistaken. First Dates, we've all been on at least one.

They can be arranged to be anywhere. But now with access to social media at the tips of our fingers. We can meet people online without having ever met them in person before. Think about it, our parents use to walk down the street or attend an event. They would see someone they liked and exchange information to meet again. They exchanged information based on that first great interaction/moment.

Our generation, we exchange info before actually meeting them (wild). So, first dates typically happen somewhere with people around for that safety factor and a nice balance of distraction, to level out any quiet awkward moments. So over your dating app, you organised your date at a cafe or restaurant bar. Here are some stories of witnessed awkward dates by the Stevie Jayne Staff that have worked in hospitality before. Enjoy!

Claire, 25.

He arrived First and was clearly very nervous. He fidgeted back and forth between his phone and tapping the table. When she arrived, he stood up to hug her. He accidentally caught his foot between the table and chair. In the process, he knocks over the water bottle and glasses. Water spilling everywhere, all before she had even said a word to him. They stood there in silence as I wiped the table down. He was very polite and asked her what she would like to order? As he would go to the counter and pay. She told him and it was a very lengthy order filled with requirements. The panic on his face, as he said yep, ok, and walked to the counter. Poor guy, he didn't remember the order and was so worried about getting it wrong. He ran over to her again reluctantly, to confirm her order. Judging by his face, he would have been so nervous that nothing was going in. He came to the counter for the second time. Now, staff are now crowding around the counter to ears drop on the panic. I offered to help. I walked over to her, confirmed her order, and processed it through the register. I don't think he recovered from that moment on during the rest of the date. It was very cringy worthy.

Jess, 34.

They arrived together. He was super attractive and tall. As I came over to take their order, he stated his beverage and pointed to her, and said I'm assuming you've got this right? followed by a wink. She blushed, paused for a moment before continuing with her drink order. As I walked away, He continued, “Considering you’ve totally catfished me. You mars-well pay for me for coming and sticking around”.

In case you were wondering, she did pay for it in the end. It does suck, that It's seen as unprofessional to give life advice to my customers.

Sunshine, 27.

There are soooo many that I have witnessed. From the girl that couldn't stop saying the word “like” 6 times in every sentence. Or the guy that fell off the deck because he kept swinging in his chair. Which pushed him closer to the edge (Don't worry only a 3-foot drop). Or the guy that tried to pay for the bill, his card declined 3 times and on his other card (That one was really bad).

But the one that takes the cake, that stands out to me. Was when a woman was waiting for her date to arrive. She looked lovely! Somehow you could tell it had been a long time since she had been back on the dating merry-go-round. Her date arrives and he's equally as lovely. But then! He gets up to go to the bathroom and another man appears and sits in his chair. She was clearly upset by his presence. After offering water to tables nearby, I find out that this new guy is her ex. My heart is racing for her. Her date will come back to another guy in his sit and who knows what drama will unfold.

So I decided to assist her. I came over and asked her if she would like another seat for her extra guest to join? She said no. Then I turned to her ex, I requested that he calmly lower his voice, as our other customers are trying to enjoy the atmosphere. If he wasn't intending to dine at the cafe or lower his tone, I’d have to ask him to leave. I walked away and he continued yelling at her, causing a scene. I walked back over, stood by, and said, “Sir, you may leave now”. He left just as her date was arriving back to the table. He saw the whole thing and it was so sad to watch, as I polished the cutlery.

Blake, 23.

I made these smoothies for the table that was clearly having a first date. They were getting along, nerves were obvious but nothing too interesting. Time goes by, and a customer notifies me about the toilets, they didn't give me much detail. In hospitality, we have to stock and clean the toilets. I collected some toilet rolls and walked over to the unisex toilet. We have one toilet and there is usually a line of two-three people waiting. But as I walked over, the smell of poo was so strong! I see brown splashes on the pebble walkway that leads to the bathroom and it continues at random. Everyone has their noses covered and there is a line of six people. Some leave unable to hear and smell the scene any longer. I knock on the stall door and ask if the customer is alright. He clearly has food poisoning. It was so bad, I needed assistance from other staff to clean it up with a hose. Long story short, he was the guy on the date. I had to tell his date, that he had food poisoning and that we were taking care of the bill, and to not wait on him. She patiently waited 30minutes and left after that. Poor fella. He had to call a family member to bring a spare set of pants and underwear. It was that bad.

We all know someone that has their fair share of date horror stories. Next time, ask your friend that has worked in hospitality. They have horrific requests, cringe-worthy interactions with customers, and overhear everything. We won't list where these dates happened or the customer's names because you know privacy. But the people listed are the waiters/waitresses that experienced these moments. Laughter is good for the soul, so we hope you enjoy these. Also, It’s good to reflect on the topic. We're all human and experience nerves on the first dates. There are many variables that can occur and kindness is key. Happy Dating!

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Crowns and Treehouses: Chapter One

AO3 / Masterlist 

Chapter Two

Chapter warnings: Mentions of beheadings, mentions of death, mentions of a rebellion

Summary:

Janus and Virgil arrive from the kingdom's capital with the village's old scholar Logan out of nowhere.

But Roman and Remus are just excited when they hear about a new kid their age and are immediately determined to make friends with the boy no matter how different Janus's old life may have been from theirs, the three of them will become the bestest of friends and no, Janus does not get a choice on the matter.

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Remus buzzes with excitement as he dashes through the trees of grandma Lori's apple orchard (Not actually his grandma but Remus doesn't doubt that Grandpa would change that if he didn't have that stick up his butt.) It only takes Remus ten minutes running full speed to get from the village square to the treehouse he knew Roman to be in.

"Roman!" Remus shoats from the outside, scrambling up the latter and into their small shelter. "Get up, get up- Ha!" Remus barks a laugh as Roman lays on the ground, looking rather confused with his feet still tangled in the hammock. "You fell again!"

"Shut up!" Roman glares at him. "Your yelling keeps startling me awake! I got into attack mode!"

"Is your attack mode just falling to the floor?" Remus cackles as his twin detangles his legs to stand up. "Good strategy, they might think your a doormat and trip over you."

"Is there a reason you woke me up?!" The other ten-year-old glares at his brother and Remus bites back the joke about Roman needing his beauty sleep because this is so much better.

"Logan's back!" He bounces on his feet, pumping his arms up and down with his excited energy. "You'll never guess who he's with!"

"He's back?" Roman immediately perks up at the idea of the scholar having returned, the man who taught the twins how to read during the small windows he came home to visit. Remus would never admit it like Roman but the both of them were a little worried about the man, all the adults were talking about the revolt in the capital and the death of the royal family lately with no news about who was spared or not. "Thank goodness he's okay! Do you think he's staying this time?"

"Not important right now!" Remus whines as Roman completely misses what he's putting down. "He came back with another guy and his kid! An us age kid." Remus wiggles his eyebrows as Roman's eyes light up.

"New kid?" Roman asks, starting to bounce like Remus.

"New kid!" And just like that, Remus is bounding out the entrance door and practically hopping down the ladder to take off back towards the village.

"Hey!" Roman shouts after him but Remus doesn't need to look back to know his twin is following a bit behind him. "I call dibs!" Roman catches up fairly easily as he didn't just run all the way to the treehouse and would have run past Remus if the boy didn't shove him to the side.

"You'll scare him away!" Remus calls back.

"I'm the charming one!"

"No! I'm better at friends!"

"No! You smell weird!"

The twins bicker as they run, eventually slowing down as they approach the down both because Remus's lungs burn from running so much and because they always get in trouble from their grandpa for running around people since Remus changes paths for no one and will barrel his way through a crowd.

"What do they look like?" Roman asks like a dummy, how would he not recognize the only new people in the village.

"Clean." Remus still answers though. "He and his dad looked kinda fancy, I bet they're from the capital with Logan."

"Do you think Logan has a boyfriend?" Remus makes a face at that as his brother giggles. "Lo could have saved them and escaped the castle together with their child."

Remus snorts at whatever gross romantic daydream wedding his twin is having. "More like they saved Logan, the dude looks ripped. Do you think they saw the King and Queen get beheaded?"

"Remus!" Roman hushes him with a shove. "Grandpa said not to talk about it!"

Remus shoves back, harder to make Roman stumble. "Now I wanna talk about it more! I bet they squirted blood all over the place! I bet the castle was on fire-"

The boy is promptly shut up with a hand over his mouth. "Shhhh!" Roman shushes and pulls Remus behind one of the shops. "Is that him with- Eek! Gross!" Roman cries out and wipes the slobber from his brother linking him off his hand.

"Oh! That is totally him!" Remus peeks from behind the wall, completely ignoring his brother's sputtering behind him. "Look, his dad is talking to Patton." Roman, of course, pushes Remus's head down to look over top his head instead of just leaning around him.

"Oh, he is strong." The twins look at a tall man wearing dark clothing smirks as he talked through a window with the baker. Now that Remus was actually looking, he could see the scars that travel up the man's arms, and Remus can only assume past the rolled-up sleeves. This was obviously someone who's seen a lot of battle so Remus couldn't help but agree when Roman spoke again. "He's totally evil."

"Duh, look at his cloak!" The dark fabric only covers one half of his body, obviously made more to look nice then actually keep him warm.

"He's an evil wizard." Roman nods above him.

"No, no. He can't be a wizard." Remus points to the man. "Look at all those scars, that's close combat. He's some sort of warrior, definitely magic but he probably uses a sword."

"A Knightmare." Roman says in a mysterious voice but Remus just snorts.

"Nightmares are horses, poo brain."

"No, like a Dark Knight!" He explains and the twin feels more inclined to agree with that so just nods along because an evil knight sounds really cool.

"Oh!" Remus shoves his brother off him as he finally spots the kid they came here for, who was just leaning against the side of the bakery looking kinda sad. "That's him!"

Remus doesn't wait for Roman, immediately running forward towards the other kid who notices him near immediately and looks increasingly startled as the boy approaches. "Rems!" He ignores his brothers hisses to wait and instead stands in front of the shorter kid and holds out his hand.

"I'm Remus, I'm ten and I like to eat worms because it makes my brother scream." Remus introduces himself as Roman catches up. "That's my little brother-"

"We're the same age."

"Roman, we're twins but I'm older so I'm cooler and we're friends now." The boy in front of him looks alarmed but hesitantly reaches out to shake Remus's hand.

"I am- I'm Janus." Remus has to bite back a giggle at Janus's accent, this is totally a fancy city kid. "I don't know if friends work like that but okay."

Roman takes this moment to push forward, taking Janus's hand from Remus and bowing to the other boy. Remus doesn't miss the way the new kid tenses up and sends a panicked glance to his dad who didn't seem to notice them at all. "I am Roman, protector of this town, and slayer of dragons!" Roman introduces himself like the wannabe knight he is. "Please forgive Remus, he has hit his head on hard surfaces more times than I can count."

"He can't count very high but it's still been a lot." Remus informs and Janus raises a hand to hide his snicker as Roman's face turns red, the boy relaxing as his brother stands straight again.

"I can count higher than you!"

"Can not."

"Can too!"

“Can Three!”

"As riveting as this conversation is," The new kid interrupts before the twins can get too deep in an argument. "Is there a reason you're talking to me or..?"

"We're kidnapping you." Remus puts on his serious face and stares the kid right in the eyes but Roman punches his arm before he can get much of a reaction.

"Don't scare him!" Roman snarls before flipping back to smile at Janus. "Wanna come play with us? Remus won't actually kidnap you, promise. He's all bark except sometimes he'll actually bite so don't put your hand near his mouth or anything."

"I'm... not sure if I should." The new kid hesitantly looks between them and his dad and immediately Remus can tell that this is a snobby rich kid who's probably never had fun in his life and Remus completely blames his Knightmare dad guy since obviously that has to be the reason he looks nervous.

"You can ask your dad first if you want." Roman gestures to the Knightmare and Remus watches Janus as it seems like a switch has been flipped.

"That's not my dad and I don't need his permission to do anything." Janus moves forward from the wall he was leaning on, heckles raised like a pissy cat. "Let's go, he's too distracted with his flirting anyway."

"Ooohh, rebellious city boy." Remus giggles and doesn't hesitate to grab Janus's hand. "Let's go!" He yanks the boy with him, cackling as he scrambles to run with Remus and as Roman sputters in offense at having been left behind.

Jurassic Park - Expanded With Modern Knowledge

I’ve posted a few times now on how to redo Jurassic Park/Jurassic World in terms of Fauna Diversity and other factors.  So you can say with this post I’m “Back on my Bullshit.” 

Let’s dive right in, shall we?  We’ll see some repeats, but others not so much. We’ll go about it via different exhibits: The Primary Tour, The Aviary, the Aquarium, The “Fossil Zoo”, The Feeder Animals, and the WIlds. 

 The Wilds

There are indeed wild animals in Jurassic Park.  In the book, part of the whole thing as the re-creation of an extinct ecosystem.  The island Isla Nublar is based on, Cocos Island, is extremely isolated and secluded.  Outside of feral animals ( pigs, deer, goats, cats, and rats), there is very little land life.  Arthropods (Primarily ants, butterflies, millipedes, centipedes, spiders, and isopods) and 2 species of lizards - an Anole and a Gecko.  That’s about it.  Other sources say there are other reptiles on the island, but I have yet to find any details beyond that. 

Though there are a LOT of birds.  90 species, mostly seabirds using it or the offshore rocks as breeding sites.  Endemic birds include a Cuckoo (The Cocos Cuckoo, which is a glorious name a had to share), a finch, and a flycatcher.  Most other birds are found elsewhere inland or offshore. 

The books add 4 animals to the wilds: frogs, leeches, large tarantulas, and opossum. It acknowledges feral rats, but little else.  I’d include them, easily.  Several varieties of Opossum, because they are an archetypical “Ancient” mammal.  The Common and Virginia Opossum, the Water Opossum, and 2 types of Mouse Opossum are all native to Costa Rica and could easily island-hop to Nublar beforehand, or be introduced for a “Night Safari” element. 

Me?  There are 3 birds I’d bring focus to. The Bronzed Cowbird, the Cattle Tyrant, and Yellow-Headed Caracara. All of them follow large animals (or at least, things Capybara sized or bigger) and eat insects disturbed by the larger animals, or that try to feed on the larger animals.  All are native to Costa Rica and its surroundings, so with the influx of large herbivores, they are bound to come over.  Further, smaller herons and egrets would also take advantage of the larger animal movement disturbing prey.  

South America also has its own dung beetles, and I bet a few of them could be called over to all the free food.  Most deal with monkey poo, but I doubt they’d ignore the bounties available.  InGen may bring in their own to handle the elephant-sized spore, but there will be dung beetles. Lots of them. 

Other Costa Rican fauna I’d include as background elements (that could feasibly be on Isla Nublar AND fit the prehistoric aesthetic) include shrews, Central American Agouti, Northern Tamandua,  Nine-Banded Armadillo, Brown-Throated Three-Toed Sloth, Hoffmann’s Two-Toed Sloth, and Central American Dwarf Squirrel.  

But we also know that InGen released animals into the park that were ‘prehistoric’ to make the whole area support the dinosaurs in some way.  This included a (grossly misplaced and oversized) dragonfly/griffinfly. 

So, in a more realistic version, what would they do release into the wilds of Isla Nublar? 

Tinamous.  As I’ve said before, they can easily be in enclosures with larger animals.  They’ve been in their current form for about 10 million years, and they resemble ancestral ground birds (the kind that survived the KT Boundary) extremely well. 

Capybara.  Docile as hell and gets along with everything, as well as attracting the tick-eating birds mentioned above, these animals can chill with the best of them.  Plus the genus dates back 3.6 million years, with the subfamily going back about twice that far.  They are a bit longer than the largest known Mesozoic mammal (Repenomammus (90cm, 13kg)), growing to 1.3m and 68kg.  

The Feeder/Support Animals

In the novel, there are made mention of fish being stocked that the Tyrannosaurs feed on. The Arapaima is about the only fish for that environment (and easily obtainable) that could fit the bill. They also use goats as feeder animals, and in the movie, they use cattle to feed the raptors. 

In my take, the carnivorous animals would primarily be fed with fish and poultry.  Some smaller ones may warrant mice or rats, but fish would work much better overall.  So, Chicken, Turkey, Arapaima, Fathead Minnows, Tilapia, Poecilia, and so on. Given what we currently know about Tyrannosaurs, 6 Turkey a day would be enough to keep it fed (T. rex may need about  40k calories a day to function, and one turkey can provide about 7k calories).  Or 5 Arapaima (fish provide 82 calories per 100 grams, and arapaima can get up to 200kg, even assuming 100kg, that’s 8,200 calories per fish).  

Goats have about 1 calorie per gram, so a goat weighing 40kg (not out of the ordinary as breeds range from 20 to 140kg, but it would be an overall large goat) would meet the dietary needs of a Tyrannosaur.  I’ve already mentioned the cowbirds, but they are pretty important for overall animal health.  Because I’m sure there are ticks since the deer got on the island. 

The Fossil Zoo

Here are “Living Fossils” and things reverse-engineered from existing animals to be more akin to their prehistoric brethren.  As well as their mammalian De-Extinctions.  Because some would be rather easy. 

Some of the ‘wid’ animals would have an example or two in this more “proper’ zoo environment: Capybara, Agouti, Nine-Banded Armadillo, Tamandua, Sloth, Opossums.  

Other mammals of note in this section would be Treeshrews, an Aardvark, Greater Mouse Deer, Black and Rufous Elephant Shrews, A Tapir, Chacoan Peccary, Solenodon, A Giant Anteater, Platypus, Short-Beaked Echidna, and Long Beaked Echidna.  

The Platypus and Long Beaked Echidna may be modified to be larger (2ft long, and 4ft long) to match fossil ancestors.  

It would also be home to 3 de-extinct Mammals.  Quagga, Thylacine, and Gigantopithecus.  The first is easy, the second could get additional funding, the third... Because it’s Cool. 

But with any de-extinction, there come problems.  This is Jurassic Park after all.

Quagga is easy to tame but can be high strung at times.  It does not react well to the smell of predatory dinosaurs. 

Thylacines ... have a very nasty hunting technique of BITING OFF FACES. They aren’t bloodthirsty or anything, even taking turns to feed in an orderly fashion, but their hunting technique is rather mean. 

Gigantopithecus are 3m tall, 500kgs, and STILL able to climb rather well.  it looks like an Orangutang trying to play Gorilla, but with only minimum sexual dimorphism in terms of size (males are still bigger) and it’s working out very well.  Like orangutans, they are natural cage breakers.  They also have very strong jaws and large canines.  They will bite when angered, and if it wants to, it is strong enough to wreck several people in a charge.    

Capybara, Mouse Deer, Tapir, Peccary, Giant Anteater, and the de-extinct trio would have outdoor enclosures, naturally. 

Most of the reptiles would be in the aquatic section, but there are 4 that would be here. 

Tuatara (Modified for tropical environments), the Aldabra Giant Tortoise (possibly grown to “Testudo atlas”/Megalochelys atlas sizes -- almost 7ft across and weighting 4000kg), Quinkana, and Megalania. 

Why? Because Quinkana is a cool crocodilian land predator, and Komodo Dragons are basically island dwarf versions of Megalania.  Quinkana is 6m long (so it’s Q. fortirostrum rather than any of the other species), and Megalania 7m long.  

Once again, we have the unexpected from the de-extinct animals.  

Megalania has two things that were discovered recently in its descendants.  First, it is venomous.  The venom lowers blood pressure in the victim.  So, combined with its horrible bite, the victim will more readily bleed out. The other factor is they retain the Komodo Dragon’s ability to have virgin births.  So, despite being female, they can generate MALE offspring asexually.  

I think, narratively, it would be more fun for this to be the source of the breeding dinosaurs in Jurassic Park.  

Despite being a crocodile, Quinkana is very active and mobile.  It’s also a decent digger.  So it makes a mess of the initial enclosure.  

There are a few birds in the fossil house, both the subject of De-extinction efforts. The Dodo and Upland Moa.  Both have some accessible DNA, and modifying birds' eggs is not too far fetched given what they've already done. 

The last section of the Fossil House can be called the “Carboniferous Swamp” as it’s a re-creation (as best they can do) of that environment.  Here are many amphibians, some with a proper prehistoric pedigree: Greater Siren, Midwife Toad, New Zealand Primitive Frog, Aquatic Caecilians, and Giant Chinese Salamanders.  The latter of which naturally can be up to 6ft long.  JP scientists ensure that they get big with modifications, and have gotten a few 2m monsters loafing around the “Fossil Zoo.”  Basically, as many “Living Fossils” as they can cram together. 

But the real prize here is the insects.  There are a few ‘standard’ ancient insects, and some velvet worms on display.  But the prize is the 4 ‘recreated’ insects.  InGen’s versions of Pulmonoscorpius, Meganeura, Arthropleura, and Manoblatta.  A 70cm scorpion, a Griffon-fly with a 65cm wingspread that was also 70cm long, a millipede 1m long, a 40cm cockroach, and a 1m Centipede.  

Yes, a 1m Centipede.  Narratively, we WANT things to go south, and well, there’s an episode of Lost Tapes which really has fun with giant Centipedes. 

And once again, the Chaos Effect rears its head. Of course, they are breeding despite their best efforts.  But it’s more than that. 

The Pulmonoscorpius they have is derived from an emperor scorpion.  This means it can burrow better than they expected, and while the venom of the base animal is not dangerous, the dosage in their Pulmonoscorpius makes it so.  Paralyzing adults.  In the weak or young, it can lead to coma and death.  Also, it’s more aggressive than the base species.  

The Griffonfly is the most active among them and can use its wingbeats to breathe more effectively.  It spends most of its time growing as a nymph, and a short portion of its life as a flying adult. To hold it, you need a falconer’s glove. 

The Millipede Arthropleura is armored as heck.  Far more than they expected.  And it gnaws like a rodent. 

The Centipede Arthropleura is a monster. It’s fearless and willing to attack people, with venom enough to greatly harm a person (killing the small and weak).  Multiple bites can be fatal.  They also act as carrion eaters.  

And the roach?  It’s an omnivorous scavenger.  If hungry enough, they will gnaw on people who are sleeping near them.   

The Aquarium (and Other Water-Ways)

There’s a lot of aquatic “Prehistoric” animals to draw on without genetic engineering.  Considered “Fluff” by the park, they nevertheless flesh things out. 

There are native fish in the waterways, mostly killifish.  Ingen brings in (and modifies) Bichir, Paddlefish, Sturgeon, Lungfish (South American and Queensland), Gar (Tropical and Alligator Gar), Coelocanth, Bowfin, Arapaima, and Silver Arowana.  Several of these are prized gamefish, so of course, Jurassic Park has a pond to fish for them. 

The aquarium also includes Amphibians: Greater Siren, Midwife Toads, New Zealong Primitive Frogs, Purple Frog, Hula Painted Frog, and another Giant Salamander. 

Aquatic reptiles are where things get more interesting.  There’s are tanks for sea turtles (Olive Ridley’s Sea Turtle), Pig Nosed Turtles, an Alligator Snapping Turtle, and (of course) American Alligators.  

Now we get to the cloned animals.  First, the aquatic crocodile Metriorhynchus. Also, Titanoboa (They call it Gigantophis, but it’s Titanboa).  Nothosaurus, Ichthyosaurus, Plesiosaurus, and Mosasaurus round out the menagerie.  

So, how do they go wrong? 

Well, half of these animals give live birth, so the standard cloning technique didn’t work until they made an artificial womb. Titanoboa is misidentified and almost fully aquatic.  

Metriorhynchus will ‘nibble’ larger prey.  Bite off chunks of something swimming by, darting in and out.  They may or may not kill people this way, but it will maim and ‘disarm’ them.  

Nothosaurus have very dextrous hands, making the seal-reptiles natural cage breakers. They are also great climbers, so they speculate that the animals lived in rocky environments. 

Ichthyosaurs look like dolphins, but they are not.  More skittish than dangerous. 

They thought Plesiosaurus was able to haul itself onto land, but it is not.  

Mosasaurus... It is a mosasaur.  A second roar of jaws to manipulate prey it captures is pretty badass enough. And it can swallow a person whole with little effort. 

Among the dinosaurs, we have the Great Auk, the Original Penguin.  Another recently extinct bird.  Another bird in the Aquarium is the Common Loon, but by comparison, it is a minor addition.

The Great Auk is an exceedingly brave bird.  It will not run readily, preferring to peck and bite when confronted.  Why it’s so brave is not evident, but it is, and won’t take ‘no’ lying down. 

The jewel of the dinosaurs in the aquarium is the Halszkaraptor-- the diving duck raptor. Because, really, how could I not?  This one is weird enough on its own. 

The Aviary

When I first put this together, I made an effort to keep the Pterosaurs small. I’m going to make some exceptions to that for Jurassic Park fun. 

Modern Birds brought into parts of the aviary (because it has parts) are Tinamous, Seriema, California Condor, Magpie Goose, Mousebirds, Bearded Reedling, Broad-Billed Spaayoa, and Hoatzin.

Cloned birds include the Carolina Parakeet and Passenger Pigeon.  These two have large open enclosures because they require a LOT of animals in their group to be comfortable. So already, there are over a hundred of each of these animals. 

Avian Dinosaurs in the park include Archaeopteryx, Microraptor (which they call Tetraptertyx),, and Ambopteryx.  

Archeopteryx is a glider capable of downward flaps, but no upstrokes.  A generalist with the coloration and overall habits of a solitary crow. 

Microraptor is a better flying and climber than Archeopteryx with its four wings and wider grip, it doesn’t seem to mind people and will use them as perches -- which can be dangerous when their claws go in the wrong place. 

Ambopteryx is the largest winged Scansauropteryx.  An omnivore, this bat-winged beasty is just over a foot long and vomits caustic, foul-smelling stomach contents onto attackers when it is angry.  So, really, it’s a “Dragon.”  

Ceredactylus was the main Pterosaur in the Aviary in the book, and I’ll keep them around too. Complete with territorial nature. 

Other Pterosaurs in the Aviary include Pteranodon, Quetzalcoatlus, Sordes, Anurognathus, and Dimorphodon.  

Unlike the films, this remembers that Pterosaurs use their heads for grasping prey and have no eagle talons. 

Pteranodon is more gregarious, an albatross scaled up.

Quetzalcoatlus is just... well, your basic Giant Azdarhkid pterosaur. It will totally spear a person and eat them. But it spends a lot of the time on the ground, so it keeps the enclosure size small ... for a Giraffe sized animal.  And yes, it will eat people if it can.  

Sordes is an eater of insects and amphibians.  When disturbed, they will swarm around an attacker, pecking and biting to drive them off. This can lead to some unfortunate accidents. 

Anurognathus is basically a pterosaur owl and insect eater.  They have the same unnerving effect as owls.  Their defensive cries and glowing red eyes are terror inducing among humans, easily generating panic. 

Dimorphodon gallops along the ground most of the time, flying only for short distances.  Insects and small animals make up the bulk of their diet.  If it’s small and fast-moving, they will try and take a bite.  That includes fingers.  Or whole hands.  

The Park

Now we come to the dinosaurs.  There are 3 main groups of them in the park: Minifauna, Fauna, and Megafauna. The Difference comes down to weight.  Megafauna is reserved for animals over a ton.  Fauna is for animals above 20kg (or 50lbs). Minifauna is for animals below 20kg on average. 

The park comes with 21 examples of Megafauna, 10 examples of Fauna, and 10 examples of Minifauna.

In the Megafauna, many of them are prone to being ... chaotic. 

Apatosaurs are the second biggest animal in the park by weight (15 tonnes).  Their necks are lined with spines they use for defense and in contests with each other.  They also have a line of raised spines along their backs, which become quite wicked at the tip of their tail.  Lashes with their tail, done to other herd members in dominance points, or against what annoys them, can be very dangerous.  But not as dangerous as when they rear up and try to smash things with their feet or neck. It’s also a low feeder/grazer, vacuuming up food as it moves its head side to side.  

Camarasaurus (C. lentus) are the heaviest animals in the park (20 tonnes), and are mid-range browsers.  They are docile, but their large nasal cavity proves very enticing to Avian Flu, which it acts as a carrier for, but doesn’t really suffer from. 

Spinosaurus is a big land pelican/Waddling Penguin/Crocodile thing. Big claws and jaws are nasty enough on their own with its semi-aquatic nature making it versatile, it still is goofier than it has any right to be.  Which masks its danger. 

Saltosaurus is a sauropod hippo with armored scutes along its back.  That’s pretty darn weird enough.  It’s as heavy as an elephant, and a browser as well, but not to the height of some other animals...

Tyrannosaurus hunts in packs like wolves, so they had to make a group of them as “Sisters” to prevent self-destructive behavior.  So there are 4 “Sisters” that the park knows of.   With all we know about T. rex, there’s not much more to ‘enhance’ it other than letting it be as smart as a modern alligator, or house cat.  Yes, they are comparable.  Eagle-Eyed, nose better than a bloodhound, and with powerful jaws, it is an apex predator for a reason. 

Triceratops has small quills along its torso and back like a porcupine to defend itself in addition to armor plaiting.   They prefer to travel in small groups and fights for dominance can occur if the group gets larger than 5 or 10 individuals.

Deinocheirus is r one of those dinosaurs “This is too weird for the 80s to handle” we now know of.  When riled, its arms are very dangerous weapons. And it will bite, even if only to toss away smaller attackers. Eating fish and plants, this animal has an impressive bluff display, and confidence to back it up. 

Theirizinosaurus is very weird, and worse, has the personality of a goose or swan.  Very confident, will rush down what it thinks are threats, and those claws make it very dangerous. 

Omeisaurus uses its clubbed tail to establish a pecking order (or “smashing order”) in the herd. 

Euhelopus is one of the few true browsing sauropods, really resembling a Giraffe in posture or a small Brachiosaurus/Giraffatita.   Like a Giraffe, it can kick with a LOT of force.  Enough to decapitate a man from brute force alone.  It’s the smallest of the long-neck Brachiosaurus, which is why it was targeted for cloning.  

Ankylosaurus is a goat.  It eats damn near anything.  Primarily eating leaves, it also adores fruit, and will go after large insects when it can.  Or swarms of them it just licks up after breaking open a nest.  They are proficient diggers as well, they like to sleep in burrows they build. It’s also very well camouflaged, so you can trip over it and it will likely take a swipe at you for your mistake. 

Edmontosaurus may be considered a ‘simple’ dinosaur from the bones, but that doesn’t tell the whole story, not by a longshot. See that picture? That’s an Edmontosaur! 

Stegosaurus is an extremely stupid ninja.  It moves quietly for its size, can wiggle and turn its plates red when angry as a distraction, and fold its whole body into a U shape to better strike enemies with its thagomizer.  And it is not afraid of groin shots. 

Styracosaurus is all about intimidation.  When confronted, it will mock charge, holler, stamp, and make a fuss. But if you stand up to it, it will back off, or even run away. 

Amargasaurus uses its neck spines defensively while grazing.  When threatened, they roll their heads under their chests, sticking out their spikes, and charge.  They do this with minimal provocation. They also lash their tails around wickedly.  

Parasaurolophus is LOUD.  Constant maintenance is needed on the paddock as they can rattle apart their paddock locks if they are not checked regularly.  It also gets the attention of certain predators regularly.  Insulation has so far proved ineffective.

Gigantoraptor is pretty damn weird all on its own. An omnivorous oviraptorosaur over 12ft tall at the hip, feathered and fearsome.  It uses its feathery arms (as well as a displaying throat pouch to communicate with members of its species. 

Allosaurus, the lion of the Jurassic.  They behave similarly to crocodiles, but more actively.  Which means they hunt semi-cooperatively.  Because of their primarily slashing jaw setup and strong necks, they prefer to bleed large items to death rather than quickly kill them.  They can still swallow a man whole (as long as they aren’t too big).  

Plateosaurus is a large, primitive planteater.  It walks on its hind legs, despite its size and descendants.  When threatened, it rears up and tries to claw attackers who get to close like an irate Ant Eater.  And those claws are very mean. They rake trees with their claws as a demonstration of power in the herd. 

Borealpelta digs ruts for themselves to sleep in at night.  This means only their armor bits show up.  They usually use the same one when they can, but it still damages enclosures.

Carnotaurus is a Cheetahs.  Extremely long-legged runners at high speed, and at long distance.  They can also swallow a man whole by stretching their jaws out. Also, its tiny arms are used for flappy dance displays. 

Now we come to the Fauna, which are small enough to get inside buildings and still be a visible threat to humans on occasion. 

Ceratosaurus is basically a bipedal crocodile, scutes and all.  The nasal horn is flat and largely for display.  They prefer swampy environments and eating aquatic animals. The thick hides of these animals make darting almost impossible, and mildly resistant to small arms fire. 

Pachycephalosaurus have dynamic skulls, the younger ones being spikier than the adults.  And they will butt EVERYTHING that annoys them even slightly.  Worse still, they are omnivores. They decrease the amount of meat in their diet as they age, but they won’t turn it down. 

Dilophosaurus has the frill and venom of the novel/movies, but the frill is made of feathers rather than skin and is lost in adults, which can be up to 3m/10ft tall.  

“Velociraptor”, or really, Dakotaraptor, is as smart as a crow, which means minor tool use.  Juveniles can fly short distances to escape an attack.  They are less like wolves and more like lions in how they hunt, climbing in trees to assist in their ambushes.  Think of them as ground-eagle-panthers with crow intelligence. 

Protoceratops make burrows to live in.  They sleep for short periods throughout the day and night, at seemingly random intervals.  

Struthiomimus’ fully developed wings are colorful, large, and help it maneuver at speeds up to 50mph (80kph).  They also help it intimidate others -- their claws also packing a bit of a punch. Primarily herbivorous, they are also very vocal animals.  Almost obnoxiously so.  

Dryosaurus is the dinosaur equivalent of a deer or large gazelle, living in small groups in forested areas.  Because of this, and an extremely skittish nature, they are hard to spot in their enclosures.  Sure, they are ON the tour, but the runaway when the cars come by.  It makes care for them difficult as well. 

“Troodon” is really Stenonychosaurus. Omnivorous, the focus on rodents and other small animals. They also feed on more fruit, seeds, nuts, and other high energy plants more regularly than InGen thought.  They are the best cage breakers in the park, being the smartest animals there (yes, smarter than the raptors).  They are also guide-animals.  They will guide larger predators, like tyrannosaurs to food sources they can’t access, but that the other animal can.  Similar to Crows and Wolves.  

“Oviraptor”, really Anzu,  is a large oviraptorid.  Herbivorous with occasional meanderings into carnivory, it’s main gimmick is its voice.  It’s a Lyrebird. It can vocally mimic anything its herd before and incorporate it into display songs. It can also use this to manipulate other dinosaurs, be it attract small animals to eat, bring ‘help’ for itself, or scare away potential threats.  So, imagine a scene.  A group of humans is hunting for other survivors, they hear someone crying “Help! Help!” and occasionally screaming.  They rush to aid and find this tall animal here.  Their guard lowered in confusion as another predator sneaks up behind them and takes them down. 

“Parkosaurus” is actually Oryctodromeus.  A burrower like Protoceratops, they are more communal in their nesting.  It’s rather unsettling to see animals as big as a medium-sized dog pop-up out of the ground like prairie dogs. 

Microfaunae are Coyote or smaller animals that can still be dangerous, but not so often or as directly.  

Coelophysis is the “Emu” of the park. They are inquisitive, but also not very bright.  They are also opportunistic.  Which can be hilarious, but also dangerous, because you are made of meat.  And they see no qualms with biting someone and running away again and again.  In groups. 

Psittacosaurus rattles its tail feathers as a means of simple communication.  They also bite with a lot of force when agitated, enough to take off a hand. 

Dromaeosaurus is a small raptor (or rather, typical, medium-sized one), but one more heavily built to take down prey larger than itself.  This one will hook onto a person and bite away, ripping out chunks.  Given they are about the size of a turkey, several of them can do that to a person.  

Vespersaurus is an opportunistic omnivorous desert dweller that runs along sand primarily, using its single grounded toe to get better traction and movement. Its kick has TWO large raptor-like claws on it, making it extra nasty. 

Limusaurus is another Noasaurid, a strange group of dinosaurs related to Ceratosaurus.  This one changes its diet as it ages.  As hatchlings and juveniles are omnivorous, eating plants, insects, and small animals.  As they become adults, they switch to an entirely herbivorous lifestyle.  This confused the hell out of InGen first time through. 

Nanosaurus (a.k.a. Othnelia/Othneliasaurus) is a tiny ornithopod that fills in the same role as a Thompson’s Gazelle.  Small, grazing, and skittish.  They like being in large herds for protection.  

Panphagia is an omnivorous ancient sauropod relative and the oldest species of dinosaur in Jurassic Park.  A consummate opportunist, its hands make it a pretty decent cage breaker.   And it really will eat anything, almost as much as the Ankylosaurs or goats, but more carnivorous.  

Procompsognathus is a chicken-sized carnivore that eats small animals as well as scavenges for food. It is also venomous, operating in groups to take down injured animals larger than itself.  

Compsognathus, by contrast, is a housecat in terms of personality.  An expert killer of small things, but can easily cozy up to humans.  Considered “Petting Zoo” material, if not for their teeth and claws.  

Shuvuuia is one of those animals that scientists even today don’t really know how it works and is also one of the smallest nonavian dinosaurs.  It uses its claws to break open rotting wood and picks off insects very quickly. Because it eats a lot of poisonous insects and acid-filled ants.  And it converts that into pure stink. Yeah, it’s an anteater-skunk dinosaur.   Final Thoughts I could probably have shaved things down to 10-15 of the movies/books, but I wanted to fill things out not just for variety, but for a proper park.   I’ll probably revisit this for a later post...

Sora’s Shopping Trip

it was a few weeks after the last trip Sora made, and the little guy had more or less gone full toddler mode at least when at home with daddy.

The only problem with the whole situation however was the fact Sora apparently was all bowels for internal organs, or that's what daddy liked to tease when Sora was once again, on his his knee, getting a stinky horsie ride.

This meant that A) Sora's bedroom (now his nursery, with a crib and EVERYTHING!) always smelled like poop (though Riku found it funny that the stink seemed to soothe the big baby) and two, they were going though diapers like crazy.

Riku had been joking about how he was getting on a first name basis with everyone at the local shop where he got their diapers, having to go just about every other day and sora had had enough of it. "Fine! I'll go and do it today!" he insisted, in his favourite pair of tight tight shorts that always made his diapers stick out. "Look buddy daddy didn't me-" "No! I'm going! so deal with it!" he huffed, put his hands on his hips and then waddled off towards the door as Riku watched, sweatdroping and waiting for him to come back, to realise what shorts he was still in and smiled. there was Sora, looking sheepish, coming back over to him.. thank god the diaper boy wasn't that clu- "Oh uh...I need money for the diapies." the dork said. "...here you go buddy. and JUST the diapers.. no little candy bars or anything." daddy said, mentally noting he'd better follow his little dork. this was NOT going to end well.

Sora marched proudly on his way to the shop, a naughty little grin on his face All he could think of was the triple diapies he was wearing and how NOBODY knew he was just a biggg baby. Passing a playground some of the kids turned and pointed, and he waved to them.. sure it was just the legend of his awesomeness getting their attetion though some of the little kids were pointing and laughing now. Twirling around sora looked for the soruce of amusement, again sure that it wasn't him and then saw that a bird was flying kinda funny and chuckled. "Little kids..so easy to amuse." he said to himself, then bent down to tie his show, his red short being sketched out and his fat diapered bottom poking out of the top.. the kids were hooting with laugher now and Sora grinned and chuckled. "it's just a bird guys!" he called to them, which..oddly got more laughter but he shrugged it off and headed toward the shop again.

making his way to the shopping district, some people were giving him amused smirks and he just assumed that they had been there for his last lil display and just gave nerous little waves, his tummy getting sort of upset and he paused by a trash can to put a hand on his tummy. meanwhile back a few hundred feet Riku was watching Sora, he'd paused at the park to bribe the kids with candy to just keep everything to themselves, so his little guy wouldn't end up crying and now, seeing him with a hand on his belly had to fight the urge now to rush over and give him a little check over. then he looked at his watch and groaned. Sora was semi predicable in a way, if he had his normal breakfast of mashed food and bran ceral (which he had this morning) you could almost set a clock to his afternoon bowel movement, which was about 3-5 minutes away. "this is Noooot gonna end well.."

As Sora got closer to the market, one of the working girls, all done up super sexy and trashy smiled at the big baby. "Awww did widdums daddy trust him out alll on his own? Hope widdums does get all scared and go boom boom in him's pants." she teased, getting a giggle from her freind while Sora huffed, blushing. "I'll have you know I'm the daddy now." he lied. "and I'm here to get diapers for him. I'm in undies." he said proudly, and then glared as the hookers burst out laughing at that "What’s so funny!?" he demanded. ":N-Nothing at alll~ go get your 'baby' diapers Mr. daddy dom." snorted the second hooker, waving him in. Huffing and mad Sora stomped his way inside as daddy came over to have a word with them.

getting inside Sora waddled over to the diaper aisle and looked over the different brands..and stopped as he saw a new brand, lil duckies with a duck print on them and giggled.. grabbing a pack and holding it to his chest, eyes closing and a silly smile on his face.

"Can I help you little guy? " came the voice of one of the workers, a young guy about Sora's age and size who was semi blushing as he looked at him.

"O-POO nope..I'm..just..getting some diapies..for..my boyfriend." Sora said quickly and the other boy giggled and nodded.

"the lil duckys are super good" the clerk said and then looking around to make sure no one else was looking, tugged down the front of his baggy pants, showing a flash of one of the little duckys but then tugged his pants back up and put a finger to his lips, the international symybol of 'don't tell anyone!'

"Oh wow.." Sora coo'ed and almost blew his cover (that only he thought he still had) and flashed his diapers back but caught himself and came over, giggling and giving the other diaper boy a pat on the bum. "your secrets safe wiff me!" Sora coo'ed. "I know how much MY widdle guy would..would.." Sora trailed off as a pain shot though his tummy and then he started to pop into a squat, trying to will himself to stop, how could he hide what a big baby he was if he went boom boom right here!?

the other diaper boy (who's nametag said his name was Sparky) brushed the brunette hair from his eyes and giggled a little..then tried to pull a cart with baby powder he was supose to be stocking in the way to try and block any view of sora from anyone in the store, though the sercurity caemras were surely going to get even gloruis detail. "D-do you want me to keep pretending like i don't see your diapers?" Sparky asked, giggling as Sora started to grunt and groan, tears welling up. "W-Wait you c-can see my..my.. DIAPERRRRRRSSSS!" Sora went to ask and ended up howling as a massive mess forced it's way out of him, quickly filling up the back of the diapers and pushing to the front. with the added bulk it was just too much for the hero's shorts who would be messed as they lost their last hit point and ripped open. leaving just the waist band of the shorts around Sora's waist and the tattered remains of the shorts dragging around as Sora's diaper ballooned out further, not free from the confining shorts and Sparky grinned watching,. till he got a whiff of the smell then he was holding his nose and whining about how stinky the former hero was. Sora.. didn't hear any of this as he just started to wail out loud for daddy and SOMEHOW (Daddy later told him his love and need summoned him there) daddy popped up and scooped him up, hugging him and telling him it was ok and giving him butt squishes. Putting the big baby on his hip Riku went and paid for the diapers, bouncing the whining Sora on hip, and getting a pacifier he popped in the little guys mouth. As Sparky watched them both leave.. he felt a twinge of jealously and wondered if just maybe.. if he made a boom boom at work..maybe he'd get a daddy too..

As Sparky thought about it, and started to pop a squat.. the other employee on at the time, one Gary Malcore walked by and muttered "Don't even think about it, I'm not wiping your ass."

"...I wasn't gonna!"

"rightttt."

i don't want to be alone anymore (branjie) -- frenchy

a/n: hi hi!! i want to thank you all for the love on my first part of this story, i appreciate that more than you know!!! i decided to give it a second part, though both can be read on their own. & yes i am running this billy joel song title theme with the names. ps. i can be found at alaskathunder on tumblr & also now at frenchys on ao3, where these will end up eventually, along with others, i definitely plan to write more things & pairings soon. hope y'all enjoy, angels!! <3

@Bhytes1: @VanessaVanjie I’m going to Starbucks you want something?

*****

Brooke wasn’t sure how they did it, how they proceeded to shamelessly flirt online as if their private kiss hadn’t even happened only a few nights ago. If it wasn’t for the video evidence, she could have sworn that entire night was a fever dream. Part of her almost wished that she didn’t remember it so vividly, that the way Vanessa touched her and kissed her with no audience wasn’t so detailed in her head. Wished she didn’t have to stop herself from smiling when she remembered it.

It was one thing remembering and thinking about the kiss – she couldn’t change that that happened, and that she didn’t stop it. If anything, she wanted it. She knew it was partly on her for leaning into it, and for getting upset that it hadn’t lasted even longer. She couldn’t blame Vanessa for that. But she could blame Vanessa for what she said.

“At some point we have to quit pretending like this is only for the fans.”

If Brooke thought she was over analyzing these social media interactions before, she was even more fucked now. She only assumed this is how the fans felt on the daily, trying to decipher everything, trying to figure out if this was all Vanessa playing into the contract or using it to hint at how she really felt. How she still felt.

It was futile to put any music on as she took her time getting into drag for the viewing party tonight, where she’d be joining Phi Phi O’hara in a screening of episode 5 – the Monster Ball. No attempts at turning up said music could stop her mind from being only focused on Vanessa, on the moment they shared, on the fact that she had to spend another night reliving the honeymoon phase of their relationship on a giant screen in front of an audience.

Just as Brooke anticipated, it was rough. No. Rough was an understatement. She was conscious of how often she gazed dreamily into the screen, star-eyed. Watching them kiss, and comfort each other, and not be able to predict their fate.

She didn’t expect anyone else to notice, too.

“Can I ask you something? Without you getting defensive?” Phi Phi asked after the episode and Brooke’s consequent performance, standing against the closed dressing room door. She kept her distance, her prodding question accompanied by a sensitive color in her voice. Brooke knew she was trying her best to sound open minded, borderline empathetic.

Brooke sighed. “Shoot,” she encouraged the other queen, but didn’t look up. Phi Phi’s second question was enough to warn her that this wouldn’t be a lighthearted conversation.

“If it wasn’t for the fans. Or the publicity, or the ratings, or the – you get the point,” Phi Phi cut herself off, presuming that Brooke heard enough synonyms. “Would you care?”

Brooke stopped fiddling with her bobby pin, blinking up at Phi Phi through the mirror. “What do you mean?”

“Would you be able to stop all this weird, mysterious twitter stuff tomorrow and not give it a second thought?” Phi Phi wasn’t sure if Brooke was just deflecting, or if she was really that far removed from reality and genuinely needed the simplifying. “Not miss him in your life?” At the use of ‘him’, Brooke knew this was deeper than just not having Vanjie as a fellow queen and friend. “I know it’s none of my business, but if you could see what I saw – the way you watched that episode out there tonight – you’d be asking the same thing.” Phi Phi shrugged, and Brooke hated her for it. She hated how easily Phi Phi could get into her head and understand. Worst of all, she hated how Phi Phi saw it her duty to confront Brooke about it. Maybe she’d thank her in the future, but for now she was brimming with frustration.

“I don’t know. I don’t know, okay?” Another sigh, this one inspired by her own irritation and defeat. “One second we’re flirting and both understanding that we need to stop it before it goes too far. The next we’re –” Brooke stopped, closing her eyes as to stop herself from admitting to Phi Phi what went down the other night. Was it even a big deal? As big as she was clearly making it in her own mind?

“You’re…?” Phi Phi lifted an eyebrow, coaxing Brooke’s frustrated rant. Feelings could be spared for the truth.

Brooke took a deep breath, steadying herself, hands planted onto the table. “We kissed. Like, actually kissed. And I don’t know what her intentions are.”

“Well, I recommend figuring that out. Maybe talk to her? You guys are clearly not on awful terms, how hard could that be?” Phi Phi pressed.

You have no idea, Brooke thought. “Yeah, I’ll try. Thanks, girl,” Brooke smiled at Phi Phi, hoping her appreciation was evident.

*****

She was thrilled to finally share the photos taken of her Monster Ball looks, looks that proved successful in the challenge. She was especially thrilled at the comments regarding her final look, the one that she had fabricated herself. A storm of tulle and black fabric, off the shoulder, with a snake wrapped tastefully around her neck. The more she looked at it, the more critical, but she would defend her win.

She scrolled through the comments, smiling at the sufficient compliments and praise. How would she ever stop being appreciative of everyone who appreciated her back?

Her finger stopped scrolling upon seeing Vanessa’s Instagram handle, a blue check verifying it wasn’t a fan account.

@vanessavanjie: Put my snake around ya neck

She didn’t know whether to like it, comment some orange heart emojis and move on or to roll her eyes after what had happened the other night.

She chose a third option.

If Vanjie wants to keep playing this, then fine. I’ll play along, she thought before hitting send on the comment.

@bhytes: @vanessavanjie haven’t we already done that?

Brooke barely had time to think about the repercussions of her remark before she received a text, shocked at the speed at which Vanessa saw the comment.

Vanjie: Careful there Brooky Poo

Vanjie: Don’t want anyone getting the wrong idea

Brooke felt her heart rate speed up with no gradual increase, immediately beating fast enough to shatter through her rib-cage and land across the room only upon reading Vanessa’s messages. She took a deep breath and typed, then retyped her message a few times, wondering if Vanessa was watching the dots disappear and reappear. Wondering if it was killing her just as much as it was Brooke. When did they turn into giddy teenagers again, instead of professionals with a common goal?

Brooke: What if i do?

She decided against adding a winking face to the end of her reply, but it didn’t stop her from immediately locking her phone and throwing it to her side. God, she needed a cigarette. And maybe a cold shower now. She’d revisit that idea depending on what her phone read next.

As if on cue, she heard the buzz of the phone ring through the bed. She took a minute to gather herself – or prepare herself was maybe the better way to put it. With a reluctance she could only blame on her fear of misunderstanding, Brooke let her hand approach her phone again. It was silly, she thought, how she could fear misunderstanding Vanessa’s intentions even after her initiation of the kiss making it fairly clear how she felt about them.

Vanjie: Oh

Two minutes ago. Brooke tried to ignore the way her heart dropped at the one-word answer; one she couldn’t even see herself replying to in a way that made sense. Maybe it was best left there, and Vanessa really was just adding a playful comment that held no substance.

She was moments away from plugging her phone in for the night and setting it aside with an air of defeat, when it buzzed in her hand. A message from Vanessa. She held her breath as she slid to open it.

Vanjie: You home?

She never exhaled quicker, and never replied quicker, either.

Brooke: Text me when you’re here.

Brooke couldn’t have anticipated what came over her to make her invite Vanessa to come over, if not beg her to come, following her last text with a sharing of her location and hotel room number. All she could do was thank the universe that they were in the same city, which was rare considering their consistent interviews, appearances and performances.

She didn’t think she had been this nervous about something since they first began seeing each other, minus possibly the night that the cast was revealed. And deep within she knew that perhaps her nerves were fruitless – what guaranteed that she and Vanessa would even do anything beyond talk? She wouldn’t dare get her hopes up based on an Instagram comment that was no different than their usual flirt-mance. But she also knew that she had to take this opportunity to confront this, whatever it was.

It wasn’t long before she heard a faint, yet urgent, knock on the door, though it felt like forever. Rolling her eyes, Brooke made her way to the door to the room, opening it with a look of counterfeit annoyance. “I told you to text me when you got here, bitch.”

“Shut up,” Vanessa was quiet, fondness diminishing the harshness of her words. “Can I come in or not?”

Brooke stepped aside, allowing Vanessa to pass her and enter the dimly lit hotel room. Brooke watched her for a moment, so caught up in the way she smelled and the way her hat sat backwards on her head in the most endearing way possible that she almost forgot to close the door.

“Don’t forget to put the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign out,” Vanessa called behind her, laughing to herself before taking a seat on the edge of the bed, looking up at Brooke, who followed her into the larger area. Vanessa’s laugh didn’t linger after seeing Brooke’s humorless expression. “I was kidding.”

“You have no idea how hard it was, Vanjie, to watch that episode up there. Phi Phi actually clocked me, y’know. The way I looked at you up there. No doubt some of the fans did, too. It was the hardest thing. You don’t even know.”

“You think I wasn’t watching the same episode? I never said it was easy for me, Brooke,” Vanessa didn’t let her continue, nor did she let the incredulous laugh leave her lips, in fear of making Brooke more upset. “I don’t like watching it either.”

“I think I’m confused,” Brooke didn’t mean to change the topic so abruptly, but this had been bugging her for days. “This was your idea. It was your idea to take a break – said you knew the ‘pressures that came with TV’,” Brooke’s immediate dive into the deep end caught Vanessa off guard. If she knew that her visit would turn into her own interrogation, she would have stayed home. “You were the one who said this wouldn’t work, Jose,” Brooke stood her ground, arms folded across her chest. Vanessa didn’t like the way she looked down upon her. Cringed at the way her real name was used. “Why the change of heart?”

“It’s not a change of heart,” Vanessa countered, eyes lit with a newfound boldness. “It’s the… same heart, just. Tired of hiding it. Which, we can keep doing it, we don’t gotta tell anyone anything. But, B,” she stood then, moving to take hold of Brooke’s hands, forcing her to uncross her arms. “I’m not a fan of us lying to ourselves, to each other.”

“Yeah? And when you tweet another flirty reply or comment something on my next live, then what? I’m not a fan of not being able to tell the real from the fake.”

“Tell me this is fake,” Vanessa was calm when she said it, her words and the way she slid her hand to the back of Brooke’s neck serving as the only preparation for the way she brought their lips together. Brooke couldn’t act surprised, like she didn’t anticipate this after their texts and intuition that what happened in that office wasn’t a one-off thing. Her expectation helped her react faster this time, without letting Vanessa end the moment before Brooke had a chance to take action. It was a much necessary continuation of what they didn’t get to finish prior to Vanessa’s performance.

Her frustration, her passion, her longing all charged Brooke into flipping their positions, hands on Vanessa’s shoulders as she held the shorter man against the wall she had been leaning against, prompting a whimper to pass between them from Vanjie’s lips. This was no sweet reunion kiss, but one that had been months in the making.

Brooke could feel Vanessa’s smile after they parted, nothing but heat in the space between them (or lack thereof), their lips still phantoms on each other. “I’m waiting,” she whispered against Brooke’s lips, all victorious smiles. “Tell me.”

“Didn’t you already try this the other day?” Brooke didn’t return her smile, but Vanessa could hear it in her voice.

“Worked, didn’t it?” She carded her hand through the barely-there hair at the back of Brooke’s neck, oblivious to how badly Brooke wanted to kiss that damn smirk off her face. “All you been thinking about, isn’t it? Our kiss?” Brooke tried to step back, though she still felt Vanessa’s hand on her, the other one now coming up to rest on Brooke’s waist. “Shit, I gotta say, though, I think I liked this one better.”

“Yeah?” Brooke cursed herself for the teasing spirit in her voice, but for some reason, she couldn’t help it. Something about Vanessa was electrifying, intoxicating her even after a year. Kicking all her resolve and purpose under the hotel carpet.

“Mhmm,” Vanjie’s eyes lay heavy-lidded, her hunger telling through her gaze. Brooke knew due to her makeup-free face that her bedroom eyes weren’t painted on deliberately. She also knew that she held the same ache in her own body, wondered if her own eyes were as teasing as her voice. “You wanna Instagram live this or somethin’?”

Brooke found herself laughing more at the way Vanessa’s suggestive voice didn’t match her sarcastic question rather than the implication itself. “Oh, fuck off,” she laughed under her breath, swatting Vanjie’s chest as gently as possible, her hand lingering there. They both glanced down at the contact, reminding Brooke of the way their eyes had been jointly fixed on Vanessa’s hand in the room at the club, mindlessly tracing patterns into Brooke’s leg. But there was somehow more tension now, the tension only slightly more comfortable than it had been before. Less fear, but just as much caution and the question of ‘What are we doing?’ not yet obsolete.

It was Brooke who leaned in first this time with little hesitance, hand spreading out more against Vanessa’s chest, twisting delicately in her shirt. Her kisses transferred from lips, to cheek, to jaw, then placing open mouthed kisses along the shorter queen’s neck, evoking a throaty moan above her.

“C’mere,” Brooke wondered if she only imagined the rasped whisper, and she blinked back up at Vanessa, who looked desperate. Brooke noted the way her tattoo was coated red under the flush on her neck and chest, only the top of it visible from under her black T-shirt. She noted the way Vanessa’s breathing was ragged. She looked so fucked, so in disarray, and they hadn’t even taken their shirts off yet.

Brooke’s stomach knotted at just the suggestion that she had that power.

Vanessa pulled her back up, hands coming to hold the sides of Brooke’s face and kissing her with a passion that they hadn’t yet reached before. It was a kiss that guaranteed to Brooke that this wasn’t a convenient fuck, or make out, or just Vanessa feeling lonely.

“I have a flight tonight,” Brooke broke between their kiss and their gasping for breath. “God, I’d give anything to stay here. You know that, right?” She studied Vanjie’s eyes, needed to know that Vanessa understood her intentions. She’d rather do anything than have to look at the pout she looked at now on Vanessa’s face.

“You could stay. What’s one flight?” Vanessa whined, pressing kisses along Brooke’s jaw, her knee pushing between the other’s legs. “I miss you,” she breathed against Brooke’s ear, arms enveloping the taller man.

“You know it’s not that easy. This isn’t stuff we can put off, not like we put off each other. I wish I didn’t have to leave you.”

Vanessa sighed and slumped back against the wall, a hand coming up to run through her hair after the other had lifted her hat off. The broken connection between Vanessa’s flushed face and body, and her disappointed expression, broke Brooke’s heart more than she thought it would.

“That’s cool. I said what I said, and I know now that you’re not so innocent yourself, Miss Brooke Lynn, just like I said so,” Vanessa pointed a finger into Brooke’s chest accusingly, her eyes sparkling with warmth. “Who’s right again? Miss Vanessa Vanjie Isabella Mateo Hytes. Bam!” With a snap of her fingers, Vanessa pulled away from Brooke’s grasp, sliding against the wall she had been held against and back towards the door. Brooke watched her gather her things – her phone, only.

“Where are you going?”

Vanessa turned back around, puzzled. “You said you got a flight tonight. I can’t come with you.”

Brooke mimicked Vanjie’s pout from before, sitting herself down on the side of the bed and extending her arms. “You said you missed me. You made it very clear. My flight’s not until later tonight. You can stay. Until then, I mean. I want you to.”

And who was Vanessa to refuse that invitation.

Anime, Apparently, and Ass: File: furies ipg (405 KB, 1296x968) 631157670 631165562 >»631166037 Anonymous 07/29/15(Wed)08:18:07 No.631156939 Alright boys, sit down for a tale of the most Autistic kid I have ever had the displeasure of running into Wolfman Greg >Re me >Be 16, around 2000 a popular kid either Kinda did my cwn thing really >Shared World History with this kid >His name was Greg il from arace and into autism >Greg at this point was quiet, and reserved, never did anything to get bullied >Especially after Columbine >Fnday b g to change soon >That Monday >Apparently Greg's parents had bought him a computer, and an Intenet connection sHe hvigusly hadn't showered at all since friday >He didn't really pay attention during class and was mostly drawing in his notebook >His smell was palpable Grea collected his things and headed for the door >Not before he bumped into a guy named Mike kewas hot pleased with Greg's odor >Greg stood silent for a moment >And then he did it Mike iust ushed Grea out of the way and made his way into the hallway and walked to his next class >The rest of the kids gave Greq a strange room for the rest of the day 631160061 631160215 631165562 >631165642 631165921 Anonymous 07/29/15(Wed)08:26:44 No.631158773 File: 1437110427545.ipg (418 KB. 1955x2048) day Appars sinstead he bought a gray hoodie, and some cloth >And sewed some years to the hood >At least he showered this time Greg didn't do his homework the night before >The teac her was this really nice vegan lady from Oregon >She was a little pushy with homework but that was it really ork to be passed up front >She askd theirs >"Greg? 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She was probably hoping for an apoloqy >Greg grabbed her face paper in his hand He nad lold And licked her cheek >And the bug quts too Grea then tueked the nanor into her breast pocket and sat back down >The teacher, as a testament to her character, pretended that never happened >The class went on as normal verge of tears the entire time while we were talking about the Boxer Rebellion When the bell rang again, Greg bolted full Naruto style out of the room >His hoodie came loose and fell off hair >Revealing a really shitty attempt at anime >After school as I was walking home I saw our US History teacher talking to the school cop >With her equally vegan and upset boyfriend there too We didn't see Grea for two weeks after that Anonymous 07/29/15(Wed)08:47:48 No.631162869 File: Scared ipg (67 KB, 656x584) 631163694631164020 631164078631164239631165562 Thursday, two weeks after the incident >Grea was back >If you think he was bad after a weekend of early 2000s Internet, Greg has been SCARED He clearly hadn't showered, at all He looked like he slept, ate and shat in the gray eared hoodie He reoked very poorly made tail to the back d >By this time we we The teacher decided to hold class outdoors for once to demonstrate some things >As soon as we got outside, everyone put themselves up wind of Greg Evnthing was coing fine we were discussing the Battle of Somme in the gentle Arizona winter Greg, what are you doing? >All eyes shot to Greg to see what horror we were about to witness with one hand in th He didn't andwor >Everyone turned back to our teacher PAnd then the digging got more ferocious e grounds keepers worked really hard to grow that grass!" >No answer, he kept digging Greg!" tensified Grestop ar Still nothing Mike stood up and started walking towards Greg to stop him had a foot deep hole about square foot wide >Fvervone stonned >Their faces when >Greg tumed around SAnd started to poo >Oh God the stench Evione flinned and oot as far away from him as possible >Greg managed to fill the entire hole up >He then lifted his pants And then buried it >The 9/10 goth girl fainted Greg got sent to the office And was sent home for the day 631164732 631164845631164983 631165088 631165130631165135631165162631165268631165307 Anonymous 07/29/15(Wed)08:56.32 No.631164486 631185639 22631166136 File: XaviOda jpg (19 KB, 320x240) Friday >Greg was tolerable that day, nothing happened The following Monday to class >Like realy late >The poor teacher marked him absent >Half way through the treaty of Versailles quess who showed up >And the horrar >We didn't see it at first, or for the next ten minutes we heard it Acnch >And not the normal granola kind >Like the wet, gross kind iting into a bone would make >The girl in front of Grea turneod around >She flipped her shit Greg what the fuckl" SA half eaten bird >He was late bec ause of this l aleo wotod to throw because he managed to catch a bird, kill it, and partially eat it The teacher approached him and attempted >Greg wasn't having it rescue the poor avian creature from this kid >A had o landed a bite on her >Mike had enough of this shit >Before he could react though Greg through his meal at him >The distraction worked o over a desk >He failed and landed face first on the tile >Luckily he had enough time to get up, spit out some blood and Naruto run out of the room eneheied te wcks of school bec ause of an infection though 31166912631166935631166956 631167039 22631167068 631167080 6311 Anonymous 07/29/15(Wed)09:06:19 No.631166557 ile: 1437626420912.ipg (298 KB, 1024x768) >About a week into our poor teacher's absence >The substitute put us in the computer lab to research some shit: Thanks to her fatness and her odor, she was immune to Greq's smell barrier >Qur schedule was fucked that day >They were having a assembly for 8th graders that would be attending next vear >So we only had our first class that >For eight hours We broke for lunch, nothing weird happened with Greg, yet. 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File: 14315458 10401 gif (1.5 MB We went a month without Greg shenanigans l even managed to sleep with the goth girl a couple of times outside of class >He didn't speak much, but we nicknamed him "8 Ball 8 Ball didn't take Greg's shit, except for letting him growl or whine once in a while the end of Junior year we thought we had heard the last of Wolfman Greg >None >l unch time l was sitting with the Goth Girl, Marian and her gaggle of dark brooding sisters tables were >We were talking about Poe when it happened >The doors to the tard building burst open was Greg I watch him sprint out, howling >8 Ball no where to be seen en Grea wondered around for a hit before singling out prev This noor shy gid named Marissa >He snuck up behind her >Oh God dher to the table >And pretended to mount her >He had his dick out and was rubbing it on the back Wing like a woll te cattered f her sweater This had to be the final straw >This went on for what felt like forever 8 Ball finaly ehowed un after getting Arby's >Greg was expelled after this and labeled a sex offender >Marissa dropped out >That was the end of Wolfman Grea for high school I have ONE more, this happened six months ago Anonymous 07/29/15(Wed)09.31:26 No.631171137 File: LTXeu.ipg (127 KB, 800x853) Greg was allowed to join our class. 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I have to >Slam window home tomorrow and I need sleep! SHUT THE FUCK UP" SFall asleep and leave the next moming >A few months later mom calls me The cops entered Greg's home due to a smell complaint >Crea was deod >I inadvertently got him to kill himself ut the bou tom don It's now an empty lot >But I, and hundreds of others still remember Wolfman Greg God speed, vou magnificent. early furry trash bastard. Wolf man Greg

A non planned beach day

Pairings: Yoosung x Mc Ending: Angst, Death, mention of Suicide

This story is based on a true story of mine but please keep in mind, that it’s only based. Enjoy the story ~

It was a windy day when Yoosung came back home from work. Just when you heard the door and his lovely voice call for you, you rushed to him. ,,I‘m home!“ ,,Welcome home, dear!“ you greeted him and kissed his cold lips. You let them on his until they were warm enough. Yoosung enjoyed that very warmth. The warmth he loved so much. You could feel his smile below your lips and pressed his mouth against yours. When you finally parted, he was panting. You took his coat and smiled at him, your lipstick now a bit smudged. He liked that view, he was the one who did it like that.

,,What was that kiss for, Mc?“ he asked you and took off his shoes. ,,Mhhh...well...“ you mumbled and opened your jacked to show him your perfect body in a beautiful bikini. ,,Let’s go to the beach!“ you grinned. He looked at you, his eyes were big and he immediately blushed in a red tone. Yoosung quickly looked away and tried to mumble a no. ,,What...? Is my body bad...?“ you acted as if you were hurt. Of course he was afraid and whined. ,,No...! It has nothing to do with you!“ he tried to calm you. He really didn’t know what to do. Hug you? Kiss you? ,,It’s because you’re way too perfect...“ he explained and blushed once again. ,,Let’s go to the pool!“ he told you. But you still pounded. ,,No~ I want to go to the beach!“ you acted like a child. No way you would go to the pool. It was so warm today and you could imagine, that the warm breeze would be amazing on your skin. Especially on your pale skin. ,,Okay okay...but I still need to change the clothes.“ he announced. This notice made your heart flutter. You went off to prepare a few snacks.

 A few minutes later your husband was ready to go and followed you to the car while he helped you to get the parasol and a few towels in the back of the car. He sniffed after the hard work and opened the door for you, just like he always did. And then started the loud motor. You were so happy...

You observed the nature as he quickly drove to the nearest beach. Yoosung was still unsure. It was so windy today. He was sure that the waves were really unruly. And he was right because as soon as the two of you arrived at the beach you could already see high waves and just a few people. But you still were happy and enjoyed the salty breeze. While you unpacked your things, Yoosung tried to pose the parasol.

,,Argh! Mc it’s so windy that it keeps falling over!“ he whined and wanted to look to you after a relative warm breeze toppled over the big yellow parasol. ,,Huh?“ he mumbled to himself as he tried to search you. He found you while you entered the water blue water. The high waves crushed against the little pebbles and a few spatter met his lips, leaving a salty taste. The sound of the waves should calm him, just like a beautiful melody. But something about that sound was scary. He was afraid. It drove him crazy. ,,Mc! Wait for me!“ he screeched and tried to walk on the little pebbles. You gazed at his silly behavior as he tried to enter the water and decided to give him a reward. You looked around you and found big rocks with crabs and sparkling shells.

,,Hehe, if I give him a crab, he will cry...“ you muttered to yourself and chuckled a bit at the thought of his scared face. ,,That shell is beautiful...“ you admired the brown shell and tried to grab it. Without noticing you were surrounded by hard rocks who scraped your skin. Your heartbeat accelerated in fear. You quickly searched Yoosung who tried to swim over to you. ,,Yoosung don’t come here...!“ you tried to scream as loud as possible. The waves crushed against the rocks and were louder than your sweet voice. Yoosung looked at you with surprised eyes but thought that you were joking. ,,Not funny!“ he yelled back and tried to swim to you even through the waves were so strong and pushed him back. ,,Yoosung!“ you cried out as a wave pushed your head under water. ,,Mc! Don’t play such games!“ he snapped but quickly noticed that you weren’t playing.

,,MC!“ he yelled and tried to come. His heart ached as you were pushed a second time under water. It felt like a lifetime when he finally reached you, your skin wizened from the water. He hugged you as strong as he could afford it and tried to have some maintain on a rock but slipped. Just when he thought that he could lift you up he slipped for the second time, this time unexpectedly, and fell into the cold blue water again. He tried to paddle but quickly noticed that as he did so he came to touch the rocks.

,,HELP!“ he cried with you in his arms, already bemused by the whole water. Without thinking twice about it he tried to push you with all his strength to the place he was before. He thought that he could at least save you, his love of his live. But he didn’t thought that you would react the way you did. ,,No, I‘m not going to leave you here alone!“ you cried and spited salty water. You were a bit fuzzy but could still think clearly. You wished you went to the pool in that very moment. Just before you could reach him the water pushed you once again under the water. Unfortunately you were pushed that hard that you hit your head at a rock.

,,Mc?! Mc?!!!“ Yoosung cried when he lost sight of you. The cold water felt like hell, his tremblings hands were trying to paddle through the water and search a glimpse of you. ,,Mc?! MC!!“ he called you. All of a sudden strong arms pulled him out and was sitting on the slippery rocks surrounded by life guards. His salty tears were now mixed with sea water. His red eyes looked at the unknown men. ,,My wife! My wife is still in the water!“ he cried and grabbed the man by the collar. With his last strengths he jolted the man. ,,I‘m sorry...“ the man mumbled and looked to sea. Yoosung was petrified when he saw you lifeless body floating in the water.

 Your body now already blue. Yoosung couldn’t remember what happened afterwards. He just knew that he found himself in a white bright room. The taste of the salty water was still there, the warmth of your kiss already vanished. The fishy smell was sticked in his skin. Yoosung felt as if his whole body was numb. He was still shocked. Everyone tried to talk to him, his crying mother, who was sorry for him. Jaehee who was about to denounce whoever was fault at the situation and the doctor who was trying to find out if he was hurt. But he just looked away. His ears couldn’t listen to them anymore.

His heart was still beating quickly and his trembling hands never stopped to tremble. Just like the tears who kept floating down his red cheeks. When everyone decided to leave the vet, Yoosung had a flashback. The sight of your white dress, the first time he saw you at the party and the chats the two of you had. While he thought about these happy moments a few tears of happiness slipped out of his eyes. And just like a bad nightmare everything turned out black and the sight of your blue body appeared in front of his eyes. Yoosung Kim was sure that it was his fate. It was fate, that he had to lose the people who were important to him. The ones who could understand him the best had to die. He promised that he wouldn’t do it anymore but he couldn’t do but think about Rika who also died. So, in the end you maybe were similar to Rika. Much more than he ever wished...

This night he had troubles to fall asleep. Yoosung would wake up every two hours. Your voice echoed in his head, the moment he allowed you to go to the beach was replaying in his head and as if he could read your lips he saw your last words. To make him fall asleep the nurse decided to give him some pills. The next day Yoosung observed the blue sky. As if nothing happened yesterday, he thought. As if the sea was never agitated. Just like a terrible nightmare he looked outside at the blue sky. There was just the sun and the infinity sky.

,,Huh?“ he had to blink a few times. But yes, it was really you, who smiled at him while he looked at the sky. You looked at him and tried to grab his soft hand, the one you loved so much. And he let you do it....and followed you. Because Yoosung would follow you everywhere. And he wasn’t sad anymore after he was walking with you.

,,Do you think it was suicide?“ Zen cried at the funeral. ,,His body was found below his window with a blood pool so I would assume it was suicide.“ Jumin explained. ,,I think it was a hallucination that drove him to the window.“ Luciel guessed and transported a picture. The picture showed the two of you on your wedding day. On that day the two of you looked so happy and relaxed and Seven came to ask himself if you looked like that even now, in you blue paradise up there....

Nov 5 Dancitron Movie Night - Round Planet

It took most of the night, but Prowl eventually managed to successfully participate in Whirl’s nonsense. He’s proud of himself.

He also managed to invite Arcee to hang out at some undefined point in the future.

Check out Prowl, veritable social butterfly.

Today NoodlesAtNight 7:39 pm *Soundwave has Ravage sitting on his lap, one feeler lightly curled around the mech. They'e quite focused on the screen already.* Swervester 7:41 pm Ants? NoodlesAtNight 7:41 pm [[One of many Earth creatures we will learn about tonight, per Ravage's request.]] Swervester 7:41 pm Ooh. Nature docs are always a good choice. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:41 pm *enter dragon! she has snacks! mercury rolls and oil cakes and tasty tasty energon gummis* Hello, Soundwave, Ravage! NoodlesAtNight 7:42 pm *Ravage smacks his jaws at the smell of the treats but does not move.* =Yes. Very good.= Swervester 7:42 pm Do humans eat honeydew NoodlesAtNight 7:43 pm *Soundwave huffs noisily.* [[Too small for humans, he's sure.]] Swervester 7:43 pm Shame. NoodlesAtNight 7:44 pm [[They get by.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:45 pm *the dragon finishes up placing the snacks where they belong, and brings Ravage a tinsel fish* NoodlesAtNight 7:46 pm *His optics brighten to nigh blinding levels. He chomps at it. The dragon had better mind their paw or they might lose it.* Swervester 7:46 pm This man's voice. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:47 pm *she's minding her paw! she likes having them. both of them. intact. and unchawmped. at least her offering has been accepted. she's going to back away now so that Ravage knows that it's his.* *...can Tarantulas do that?* NoodlesAtNight 7:48 pm ((what is with all the poo jokes oh my god. i knew i should've started on the octopus one)) Swervester 7:48 pm /rtghb lmao SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:49 pm ...Why is the fish walking. NoodlesAtNight 7:50 pm [[Because it can.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:50 pm *the dragon would have responded, but she just saw the frogfish hnorf a flounder and is losing it* I've had meals like that! Today NoodlesAtNight 7:51 pm [[You walk better than that.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:51 pm Thank you. *she should HOPE so!* NoodlesAtNight 7:52 pm ((we'll start at 8:05-8:10)) opatoes 7:52 pm /Well, coming to this stream is a first! Smokescreen is cautiously coming in, and is immediately heading for the bar./ All of you. Hello. Swervester 7:53 pm //he says things so weird god SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:54 pm ((I'm going to inhale my food laughing at this help)) opatoes 7:54 pm What are nipples. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:55 pm ...What is that. I don't like it. opatoes 7:55 pm Where are the cats? NoodlesAtNight 7:55 pm *Soundwave nods to Smokescreen.* [[Welcome. And he sees no cats.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:55 pm ((thank you)) opatoes 7:55 pm Bring out the cats. NoodlesAtNight 7:56 pm ((god i don't wanna hear about that)) SCProwl 7:56 pm *Prowl arrives... ah* Earth documentaries? opatoes 7:56 pm /He is also trying to quietly take a few drinks before sitting down./ Swervester 7:56 pm //don't koalas also spend their life eternally high SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:56 pm ((yes)) opatoes 7:58 pm Soundwave. If you have time, can you get a cat docu- oh. That is not a cat. Swervester 7:58 pm Cooler than cats opatoes 7:58 pm Wrong. NoodlesAtNight 7:58 pm [[There will be cats if there are - that is NOT what they are referred to as!]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:58 pm *points at Ravage* Cooler than him? Swervester 7:58 pm [laughs] NoodlesAtNight 7:59 pm =Nothing is cooler than cats.= *Snout in air.* opatoes 7:59 pm Cats are still better- yes. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:59 pm *she thought so. allow her to loaf smugly nearby.* NoodlesAtNight 7:59 pm *Ravage allows this.* opatoes 7:59 pm ... You. /He's pointing to Ravage./ Do you want a drink? NoodlesAtNight 8:00 pm =No. Is my bar.= opatoes 8:00 pm Oh. Oh. ... May I take your drinks? NoodlesAtNight 8:00 pm =Yes.= opatoes 8:00 pm Good. It is appreciated. /He's chugging a drink./ NoodlesAtNight 8:00 pm [[...He should look into that tactic.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:00 pm Data point of two. I think I would also be horrified and confused. NoodlesAtNight 8:01 pm *Imagine a feeler that can separate and wiggle around for him.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:01 pm *imagine a dragon with trauma for life* UnkillableJazz 8:01 pm *Jazz sneaks in just in time for the stupid clams comment and snickers* Today NoodlesAtNight 8:01 pm *Soundwave eyes Jazz but offers a polite-ish nod.* PartyRatchet703 8:01 pm *tastes and smells what he touches* NoodlesAtNight 8:01 pm ((three minutes to start, get yoru snacks)) PartyRatchet703 8:02 pm *like an octopus, apparently* Swervester 8:02 pm Oh my god. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:02 pm An octopus can squeeze through any hole that permits its beak. A hatchling can squeeze through any hole that permits its head. Oh, goddess, it's dying. UnkillableJazz 8:02 pm *grins and waves* UnkillableJazz 8:03 pm ((okay then...) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:03 pm ((cue joke about Soundwave tearing off his arm and presenting it to Prowl)) NoodlesAtNight 8:03 pm [[...Look at it. It's so small.]] ((lmfao)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:03 pm ((:D)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:04 pm Hatchlings typically are tiny. opatoes 8:04 pm So this is an educational documentary, correct? SCProwl 8:04 pm I wasn't aware there were rules for writing books for newbuilds. NoodlesAtNight 8:04 pm ((ALL RIGHT i didn't get to see a single bit of this week's stuff so i don't know a damn thing about what to do for warnings. we're just gonna dive in and i'll be sure to get next week's warnings on time)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:04 pm If Ravage picked it, it surely is. opatoes 8:04 pm I would trust Ravage with my life. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:04 pm I would too. opatoes 8:05 pm Snow cat! That's not my home. NoodlesAtNight 8:05 pm *Soundwave settles into his couch, gently scratching Ravage's sides.* opatoes 8:05 pm Snow cat!! Show the snow cat again. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:05 pm *um. how educational is this.* NoodlesAtNight 8:06 pm [[What is wrong with talking about shoes?]] SCProwl 8:06 pm Shoes. Swervester 8:06 pm //i've seen this entire series like 4 times tbh and i think the most pertinent warnings are vulgar humor in unexpected places UnkillableJazz 8:06 pm There are lots of round planets Swervester 8:06 pm //also bees in a later episode if u fear bees NoodlesAtNight 8:06 pm ((ah! thank you. everyone read that)) [[...Oh, he's glad Prowl wasn't here for that.]] opatoes 8:07 pm There need to be more snow cats on Earth. Fix the Earth. NoodlesAtNight 8:07 pm [[Someone's stuck a stick in that whale.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:07 pm That fox is almost as fluffy as I am. opatoes 8:07 pm ... How fluffy are you? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:08 pm *the dragon poofs her fur out as far as she can! she is pretty much as fluffy as an arctic fox- which makes sense, since they share a similar biome. lots of fluff.* opatoes 8:09 pm ... That is. Very fluffy. Very, very, fluffy. Where does the fluff come from? UnkillableJazz 8:09 pm oh that looks fun SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:09 pm ...I grow it. NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm [[Where do you put it when you do not need it?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:09 pm ...I. I don't? It stays on me all the time. SunstreakerCMO 8:10 pm -what did he just walk in on?- FirstAidd 8:10 pm [waves at sunny] opatoes 8:10 pm ... How soft is your fluff? NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm [[You do not shed it?]] Swervester 8:10 pm Hey Aid. FirstAidd 8:10 pm hey swerve! SunstreakerCMO 8:10 pm Ah. Hello, First Aid. FirstAidd 8:10 pm Henlo opatoes 8:10 pm You. Greetings. NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm [[Greetings, all who have arrived.]] FirstAidd 8:10 pm Me. Uh.. greetings to you too..? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:10 pm Oh, I shed constantly- *sticks out her catlike tongue* But I clean it off before it makes a mess. opatoes 8:11 pm Greetings. Who are you supposed to be? FirstAidd 8:11 pm Uh.. First Aid. It's who I am. [who is this weird mech] NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm [[Ah. That is convenient.]] opatoes 8:12 pm You clean it? I assume you have some method of not clogging your tanks? I see. That's unfortunate. FirstAidd 8:12 pm Uh.. SunstreakerCMO 8:12 pm Are you okay, with all the... opatoes 8:12 pm ... It sounds like the kind of name that is a medic- and that is unfortunate, isn't it? NoodlesAtNight 8:12 pm [[Bongos are hardly part of the hunting process. That is soundtrack.]] Swervester 8:13 pm [snickers] FirstAidd 8:13 pm I mean.. I don't think it's unfortuante.. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:13 pm Yes, I purge it up later. *shrugs her wings* I have to purge up formaldehydes and formic acid anyways as a byproduct, so putting the hair with it makes it sting less. NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm *Plays a few notes of the relevant song.* [[Horrible, awful, cold, icy snow.]] *Shudder.* FirstAidd 8:13 pm And it's all fine Sunstreaker. The thing hasn't.. reattached, right? SunstreakerCMO 8:14 pm No, no...it has grown, and has...kinda gotten over that phase. FirstAidd 8:14 pm Huh opatoes 8:15 pm You don't? I suppose it could be worse. Your name isn't Flatline or Ratchet or something. you can do it, Snow cat. FirstAidd 8:15 pm I know both of those mechs.. but I only know Flatline by name opatoes 8:15 pm Oh. Oh, I'm sorry. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:15 pm *Ice Queen comes in belated, looking around* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:15 pm *the dragon chirps at her dragon friend!* NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm *Soundwave nods. Hello.* opatoes 8:16 pm This seems like a very cool place to be. NoodlesAtNight 8:16 pm *Slow stare at Smokescreen.* opatoes 8:16 pm ... What? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:16 pm ... *stares at Smokescreen* SunstreakerCMO 8:16 pm ...... opatoes 8:16 pm ............... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:16 pm Why does that fish have a stick on it. opatoes 8:16 pm Anyway, he mentioned jigsaw puzzles. Isn't that something? opatoes 8:17 pm Fish sticks. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:17 pm -chirps back! looks around- verdigrisprowl 8:17 pm *arrives late* NoodlesAtNight 8:17 pm [[Easy preparation for cooking, he assumes.]] *Soundwave looks up and pings Prowl. Greetings!* opatoes 8:17 pm /Turning around to nod at Prowl. He knows you!/ SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:17 pm ...Why does that fish have a single giant tooth on its face. SCProwl 8:17 pm *pings alternate* UnkillableJazz 8:18 pm Still can't believe this is the place that kept Megatron frozen for so long verdigrisprowl 8:18 pm *pings everyone who pings him, nods back at the bot that definitely isn't smokescreen.* FirstAidd 8:18 pm [waves at prowl] NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm [[If there is any good thing about snow, it is that.']] *Nodding to Jazz* verdigrisprowl 8:18 pm *waves back* opatoes 8:18 pm That snow cat looks so soft... NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm [[It is a bear, not a cat.]] opatoes 8:19 pm Oh. chronosmith 8:19 pm

opatoes 8:19 pm Unfortunate. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:19 pm ((HEY WHIRL)) Swervester 8:19 pm Hey Whirl. chronosmith 8:19 pm Not with THAT attitude. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:19 pm ((THE WOM IS HERE)) chronosmith 8:19 pm ((YE)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:19 pm ...Whirl. Why. NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm *Lifts a feeler to look over his back.* [[Voice of experience, Whirl?]] chronosmith 8:19 pm *bobs his head at Swerve* No, no. I've never made tender love to snow. FirstAidd 8:19 pm [blinks] verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm *sits with Soundwave* chronosmith 8:19 pm The strangest thing I ever fucked was a gun. *trots on in and makes his way to the couch* FirstAidd 8:20 pm .. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:20 pm *the dragon is so horrified* Swervester 8:20 pm I--wow. chronosmith 8:20 pm But it was on accident. FirstAidd 8:20 pm that's dedication NoodlesAtNight 8:20 pm [[You missed a tasteless joke. Welcome.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:20 pm ...What did you do, accidentally sit on it? UnkillableJazz 8:20 pm okay. chronosmith 8:20 pm It's a long story. NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm ((reminder to everyone coming in that i have no idea about anything in these documentaries but am told it's mostly just a bit of vulgar humor)) chronosmith 8:21 pm (( o7 )) UnkillableJazz 8:21 pm Sounds like every species on Earth chronosmith 8:21 pm Brawling is its own reward, really. opatoes 8:21 pm Why must they fight? Swervester 8:21 pm Wow that's a lot of blood. chronosmith 8:21 pm Damn, yeah, we missed the good one! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:22 pm ...He looks like he was put through a woodchipper. NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm [[Frenzy would agree with you, Whirl.]] chronosmith 8:22 pm Frenzy knows what's up, that's why. Chaifootsteps 8:22 pm *Speaking of gender stereotypes, he's just gonna slink in and find a spot to sit*. Swervester 8:22 pm Is it Rung's. opatoes 8:22 pm W. What is that? Is that a plant enemy NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm *Soundwave nods at Arcee. Welcome, welcome.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:22 pm ...That looks tasty. opatoes 8:22 pm It better not touch my garden. verdigrisprowl 8:22 pm *nods vaguely in Arcee's direction, hello.* NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm *Can he lean? He'd like to lean.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm Crunchy to eat. Chaifootsteps 8:23 pm *Arcee nods vaguely to both of them. Ideal method of communication right there.* verdigrisprowl 8:23 pm *he can absolutely lean.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm Although the cold hurts your teeth. chronosmith 8:23 pm *perks up and waves a claw at Arcee. And then proceeds to flop back all over the purple couch and take up all the room* opatoes 8:23 pm Oh! Prowl, did you get the opportunity to show your magnemite my puzzle? Was there a reaction? Should I make another? NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm [[Spider?]] NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[Oh.]] FirstAidd 8:24 pm [is likely sitting next to sunny] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:24 pm I think it's tasty. chronosmith 8:24 pm ((MOTHS ARE BEAUTIFUL)) UnkillableJazz 8:24 pm Evening! *he's waving at the people who recently came* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:24 pm ((THEY ARE)) Chaifootsteps 8:24 pm *Waves to Whirl*. SunstreakerCMO 8:24 pm -well, he's fine with the company- verdigrisprowl 8:24 pm I did. It enjoys it. It hasn't solved it yet, but it likes playing with it. NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm =...Would be fun to catch these.= chronosmith 8:25 pm Oh, yeah. *looks to Prowl* Yours is sticking around, too? opatoes 8:25 pm Oh? I'm glad- it sounds like it is challenging enough to be enjoyable. I was not sure if I made it too easy. Do let me know if I should make another, or give that one a new battery, or anything. NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm [[...Oh. Oh, dear.]] chronosmith 8:25 pm ...........*snickers* Chaifootsteps 8:25 pm ...I mean, if I could do that, I would too. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:25 pm At the risk of sounding sadistic... I want to throw them off a cliff. chronosmith 8:25 pm That fox had the same idea you did, Ravage. NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm [[If you haven't got anything better to play with, he supposes.]] verdigrisprowl 8:25 pm It hasn't tried to leave, so I guess so. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:26 pm They look pleasingly bouncy. SunstreakerCMO 8:26 pm -covers mouth to snicker at the bouncing birds- UnkillableJazz 8:26 pm ((sorry lost internet)) NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm =Hm. Two points to the fox.= SunstreakerCMO 8:26 pm -and then it's munched. Damn- NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm [[He hopes she does not care about leaving tracks to her den.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:26 pm It's definitely not the worst place to incubate her hatchlings. Nothing's going to try and eat her. chronosmith 8:27 pm Same. With my little... tire thing. I need to name it, now that I think about it. Chaifootsteps 8:27 pm Aww. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:27 pm You mean the Whirlbug? verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm Have you asked it if it has a name? UnkillableJazz 8:28 pm Hope the little one does alright chronosmith 8:28 pm Yeah! I guess if what they say is their names, it's a "whirlipede?" NoodlesAtNight 8:28 pm [[...It is a foot?]] chronosmith 8:28 pm I don't... know how to tlak to it. *pauses* Well, I mean, I DO talk to it, but I don't know what it's saying back. If it's saying anything. Or understands me. opatoes 8:29 pm ... Will humans lose their eyes eventually? verdigrisprowl 8:29 pm ... You haven't learned its language? UnkillableJazz 8:29 pm Who knows OmicronTheIceQueen 8:29 pm ((still around, on phone sorry, Icy's in a corner)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:29 pm *the dragon howls laughing* UnkillableJazz 8:29 pm apparently they're gonna loose something called a pinkie toe verdigrisprowl 8:30 pm ((check out these mature serious scientists)) chronosmith 8:30 pm No? *peers* Is there--you have a dictionary or something I can borrow? opatoes 8:30 pm Eat your avocado, old mech. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:30 pm ((I love it)) ((science is great)) opatoes 8:30 pm What? No Swervester 8:30 pm //i'm laughing bc iirc david attenborough actually denounced this series as being a mockery of serious documentaries verdigrisprowl 8:30 pm I know /mine's/ language. NoodlesAtNight 8:30 pm [[...He would keep Cybertron.]] chronosmith 8:30 pm It seems smart. I mean, we can sort of pantomime at each other. As much as a tire and someone with big unwieldy claws can pantomime. verdigrisprowl 8:31 pm ((...... that's the point???)) opatoes 8:31 pm ... Although, I do not want to lose my greenhouse. UnkillableJazz 8:31 pm ... Swervester 8:31 pm //yeah apparently he hates the series and thinks it undermines real documentaries and their points NoodlesAtNight 8:31 pm [[Yes. Yes they do.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:31 pm ((does he complain that the blair witch project also undermines real documentaries)) verdigrisprowl 8:31 pm I could give you my Magnemite dictionary? SunstreakerCMO 8:31 pm ... UnkillableJazz 8:31 pm Keeping Cybertron wasn't really a thing that happened here SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:31 pm ((or that one with the mermaids)) Swervester 8:31 pm //dunno lmao OmicronTheIceQueen 8:32 pm *Icy shifts closer to watch, letting a hatchling fall off her back* NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm *Looks at Jazz.* [[If your Cybertron is like the others he has seen in timelines like yours, likely you would not want it in its current state.]] opatoes 8:32 pm Prowl, could I see your magnemite dictionary? SunstreakerCMO 8:32 pm I am glad I do not have to be near that planet...aside from a few unfortunate times OmicronTheIceQueen 8:33 pm I like organic worlds like earth UnkillableJazz 8:33 pm Mine's in pieces verdigrisprowl 8:33 pm Sure. *pings* The grammar is... difficult. *half the grammar rules are "??! i give up"* NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm [[As long as the volcanoes do not fire purple lava, it is fine, he thinks.]] opatoes 8:34 pm Thank you very much- It is interesting to see, though. I wonder how it may compare to other pokemon languages, or if other pokemon can communicate with their languages. SunstreakerCMO 8:34 pm Purple? Why would it be purple? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:34 pm Another fluffy thing. NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm [[It wouldn't be, if all is well.]] SunstreakerCMO 8:34 pm .......... NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm [[MORE snow?]] OmicronTheIceQueen 8:34 pm You might not want to know shiny verdigrisprowl 8:34 pm I've never tried to learn any other Pokerman references. verdigrisprowl 8:35 pm *yes. he's already forgotten the word.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm Snow is highly important. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:35 pm Snow is good 😊 NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm [[It's horrid is what it is.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm ...Oh, goddess. They're tubes! Chaifootsteps 8:35 pm With little legs. SunstreakerCMO 8:35 pm ....'shiny'? NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm *Ravage points at the screen.* =Hot dogs.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm Who authorized the creation of those tubes. It's delightful! opatoes 8:35 pm Pokemon- It is Pokemon. Do you know others with Pokemon? Have you tried introducing your magnemite to other non-magnemite pokemon? It may be interesting to see if the language is the same, or if it adjusts when interacting with other Pokemon. verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm No, I can't take it to meet any others. UnkillableJazz 8:36 pm I haven't got to try Earth's snow yet Chaifootsteps 8:36 pm The novelty wears off fast. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:36 pm Its fuuun SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:36 pm Is snow different between planets? opatoes 8:36 pm ... You cannot? Is there a reason for that? verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm Yes. UnkillableJazz 8:37 pm Depends what's frozen in it SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:37 pm Fair enough. chronosmith 8:37 pm ((sorry i had to go fight with the goddamned washing machine)) NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm ((who won)) verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm ((show it who's boss SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:37 pm ((kick its ass wom)) NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm [[Finally.]] chronosmith 8:38 pm ((i did, at last)) NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm [[Where is Smokescreen when you wish to refer to past pranks.]] opatoes 8:38 pm Fair enough. ... Past pranks? chronosmith 8:38 pm Huh. Well... if you know any... "pokerman" linguists who wanna help, send me their frequency. Because I'm not one. NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm [[Nothing. Nothing.]] opatoes 8:38 pm No, no, tell me. SunstreakerCMO 8:39 pm The...what? Swervester 8:39 pm [snickers] verdigrisprowl 8:39 pm *oh, they're talking about Pokémon in the documentary.* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:40 pm *head tilts....and then chirps, watching Peddles daring to sniff a chair* SunstreakerCMO 8:40 pm -confused noise- verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm *maybe they'll talk about Magnemite.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:40 pm So, how do they keep the plants from rotting away in their hoards? Chaifootsteps 8:40 pm I like their little hands. chronosmith 8:40 pm Maybe they can still eat it when it's rotten. verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm *... looks for their hands* Chaifootsteps 8:40 pm ...Oh Primus. NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm [[Hm. They do have a wise plan to-- ha.]] chronosmith 8:40 pm .... *listens. Peers* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:41 pm ......thats a sparkling sound SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm *the dragon peeps similarly* NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm *Plays back the noise and huffs.* chronosmith 8:41 pm *imitates the soft Pika noise?* verdigrisprowl 8:41 pm *their hands are indeed little.* chronosmith 8:41 pm *tries again. There. Peeps. Peeping on the couch* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm *the dragon will peep too* NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm *Peeps back to the dragon and Whirl.* chronosmith 8:41 pm *Real Peeping Hours* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:42 pm *HEAD SNAPS AROUND at that sound * SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:42 pm *Real Peeping Hours* opatoes 8:42 pm ... /Tries peeping as well./ Swervester 8:42 pm Fist fights OmicronTheIceQueen 8:42 pm *reflexively Chirps a question back* UnkillableJazz 8:42 pm *Jazz might be tempted to adopt that creature* NoodlesAtNight 8:42 pm *Looks at Prowl.* @P: [[Furry cuffs.]] verdigrisprowl 8:42 pm *SNORTS* SunstreakerCMO 8:42 pm ..... chronosmith 8:42 pm Why... opatoes 8:42 pm "How's your father?" UnkillableJazz 8:43 pm What's nasty about it? opatoes 8:43 pm What if their sire is dead? chronosmith 8:43 pm Why are they playing an instrumental rendition of "Daisy Bell?" Is "a bicycle built for two" a euphemism nobody told me about? NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[A bicycle built /of/ two, perhaps.]] Swervester 8:43 pm Probably. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:43 pm *the dragon squints at Whirl. what the hell is he talking about.* NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[Unless the bicycle is into threesomes.]] UnkillableJazz 8:43 pm or more Swervester 8:44 pm That's so weird. chronosmith 8:44 pm Well you'd need at least two wheels for THAT. I guess the rest of us are SOL. Swervester 8:44 pm Why are animals weird. opatoes 8:44 pm Organics are bizarre. SunstreakerCMO 8:44 pm ............ OmicronTheIceQueen 8:44 pm O__o SunstreakerCMO 8:44 pm Aid? OmicronTheIceQueen 8:45 pm *mimics the elk sound* verdigrisprowl 8:45 pm *... elk peeing on themselves is no weirder than things Prowl's seen other organics do.* chronosmith 8:45 pm *snickers* NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm *Slight flinch* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:45 pm ((actually, that is about what it sounds like)) FirstAidd 8:45 pm yes? UnkillableJazz 8:45 pm It sounds like it's dying... Swervester 8:45 pm Is it ok SunstreakerCMO 8:45 pm -gestures to the screen- NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm [[Ah. So this is what Thunderhoof's ornaments are for.]] chronosmith 8:45 pm Neat! SunstreakerCMO 8:45 pm That? FirstAidd 8:46 pm ..yes that OmicronTheIceQueen 8:46 pm *she looks at hatchling* Peddles: ............*soft mew* close enough opatoes 8:46 pm Why do they walk on four legs? SunstreakerCMO 8:46 pm What....oh verdigrisprowl 8:46 pm Because they have four feet. Chaifootsteps 8:46 pm There they go. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:46 pm Because bipedalism is bad for the spine. chronosmith 8:46 pm Because it's fun. SunstreakerCMO 8:46 pm Oh never mind opatoes 8:46 pm It is? My spinal strut is fine. UnkillableJazz 8:46 pm I've heard those creatures get stuck together in those fights FirstAidd 8:46 pm [gestures] nature NoodlesAtNight 8:47 pm [[What happens then? Who separates them?]] SunstreakerCMO 8:47 pm -face meet palms- UnkillableJazz 8:47 pm I think they die if their horns don't break SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:47 pm If I tried to stand on my hind legs and walk around like that, I'd need spine surgery. SunstreakerCMO 8:47 pm Great... verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm He's very eager for that volcano to go. Chaifootsteps 8:48 pm Too eager. Is he planning something? NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm =Laserbeak.= [[Perhaps he has hidden something inside the volcano.]] opatoes 8:49 pm Perhaps he has some particularly good insurance. chronosmith 8:49 pm Oh yeah, me too. That's my Friday night. I've puked energon all over the mountains by my house. UnkillableJazz 8:49 pm efficient tree planters chronosmith 8:49 pm I've got stashes for days. NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm [[That's horrific.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:49 pm *snickers a little at Ravage's comment. she's seen Her Bird eat. Laserbeak has an impressive stomach.* chronosmith 8:50 pm It would be, if it was true. opatoes 8:50 pm I should leave some of my tree seeds out for these birds. NoodlesAtNight 8:50 pm *What, you think all that space in her back is for holding bits of grenades?* verdigrisprowl 8:50 pm ... If you drank less energon ultimately you'd contain more energon. chronosmith 8:50 pm This is my Saturday night. I'm always chewing up trees. opatoes 8:50 pm Beavers are a destructive force. Swervester 8:51 pm ..H-how do you-- NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm =Wasn't going to ask.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:51 pm *it absolutely isn't for grenades, that would be inane* SunstreakerCMO 8:51 pm . . . . NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm [[Hm. He knows what beast mode the Constructicons might have.]] chronosmith 8:51 pm I just smash my face again and again into trees like a woodpecker. opatoes 8:51 pm The foxtrot? What is that? Swervester 8:51 pm Oh. chronosmith 8:51 pm A dance. NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm [[A beaver, you cracked circuit board.]] UnkillableJazz 8:52 pm narrator sounds happier verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm ... I'm more doubtful of your ability to find trees. opatoes 8:52 pm I meant the dance, not- I know what beavers are. chronosmith 8:52 pm Well... to be honest. Trees are smelly. Especially... *faraway look*

.......pine trees. verdigrisprowl 8:53 pm ......... Are they? chronosmith 8:53 pm *stares silently into space* verdigrisprowl 8:53 pm *... he'll wait.* NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm *Soundwave takes note of that look.* =Bite it.= Chaifootsteps 8:53 pm *Is getting a reminder in why he likes Whirl*. chronosmith 8:53 pm *finally speaks, slowly* Ye-es. They are. If you can smell with a damn. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:54 pm Peddles *sitting under someone's chair?* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:54 pm *the dragon can't believe all these puns* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:54 pm *puns are epic* verdigrisprowl 8:54 pm ... Do they smell unpleasant? Or just—smell? chronosmith 8:54 pm Depends on the tree. They have different smells, really. NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm *Ah, that beautiful shot of water they keep returning to...* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:55 pm *HAHAHAHAHA* verdigrisprowl 8:55 pm Oh. *he supposes that makes sense.* opatoes 8:55 pm Some plants have an incredibly foul smell- one of my flowers smells disgusting when it is blooming. UnkillableJazz 8:55 pm the fox OmicronTheIceQueen 8:55 pm *barks a laugh* that's a predacon SunstreakerCMO 8:55 pm ....he really is waiting for that volcano to go up SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:55 pm That's a dragon! opatoes 8:55 pm I am fortunate not to have a nose. NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm ((we'll do two more)) chronosmith 8:55 pm *gestures to Ravage* You feel me, right? Some trees just kinda smell... y'know, fresh, and some are stinky, and some are possessed of a fragrance of unbelievable beauty that kind of captures the senses and traps you in a cage of olfactory delight? Yeah? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm ((two more after this?)) NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm ((this and another)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm ((thank for explain)) opatoes 8:56 pm Kitty!! NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm *Ravage contemplates the question* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:57 pm *chirps at Dragon, is she doing Dragon Duty for anyone tonight?* UnkillableJazz 8:58 pm Octopus NoodlesAtNight 8:58 pm =Magnolias. That is beautiful smelling.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:58 pm *the dragon is hanging out with Soundwave, loafing around and being cute* SunstreakerCMO 8:58 pm ........ chronosmith 8:58 pm Magnolia, hm? I'll have to check those out. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:58 pm *would dragon like a Peddles visit?* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:58 pm *dragon would LOVE a Peddles visit* radioactivibee 8:58 pm Earth's oceans? opatoes 8:58 pm !! Honeypot? What are you doing here? SunstreakerCMO 8:59 pm -he can see why humans stay away from the oceans now- Swervester 8:59 pm Hey Bee. radioactivibee 8:59 pm Hey Swerve, hi Smokescreen. opatoes 8:59 pm /He is quietly going over to sit near Bumblebee. And maybe awkwardly set a drink in his lap./ chronosmith 8:59 pm *PERKS up. Are we going to see barnacles? Barnacles? ARE WE???* radioactivibee 8:59 pm I saw Round PLanet and thought it would be fun. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:59 pm Ah, so this is why clams are stupid. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:59 pm *purrs at her hatchling, the quiet one to move from chair to chair and such. sniffing legs and pedes without touching* NoodlesAtNight 9:00 pm *Soundwave leans against Prowl. Oh, let there be at least one octopus.* [[That /is/ a pleasant instrument. They have good taste.]] UnkillableJazz 9:00 pm Oh, those are gorgeous OmicronTheIceQueen 9:00 pm Moon jellies? Chaifootsteps 9:00 pm Lovely. radioactivibee 9:00 pm [Looks down at the drink and gives Smokescreen a smile.] Awe, thanks Smokey. opatoes 9:00 pm Look- radioactivibee 9:00 pm ...what are gonads? chronosmith 9:00 pm Oh yeah. That's my Sunday night. opatoes 9:00 pm Look. I simply had an extra one. Do not think anything of it. chronosmith 9:00 pm Trapping small animals in my mucous-covered body. NoodlesAtNight 9:00 pm [[Whirl, don't you dare go into details.]] [[Primus damn it.]] radioactivibee 9:01 pm Oh. Of course. ...Whirl. We don't...have mucous. chronosmith 9:01 pm I didn't say anything about my mouth-bottom, now. Chaifootsteps 9:01 pm Whirl, I feel like we need to hang out on the weekend. chronosmith 9:01 pm You don't know that! SunstreakerCMO 9:01 pm ...what is that? verdigrisprowl 9:01 pm Your weekends are much more exciting than mine. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:01 pm Whirl, you are my friend, but I desperately need you to not tell me more about this. radioactivibee 9:01 pm Do YOU have mucous? chronosmith 9:01 pm I could be full of mucous. Lousy with it. What if I'm made ENTIRELY of mucous right now? SunstreakerCMO 9:01 pm Oh Swervester 9:01 pm I wish my weekends were less exciting NoodlesAtNight 9:01 pm *To Prowl* [[If you want to have mucus weekends, please do not invite him.]] opatoes 9:01 pm ... /Scooting away from Whirl./ radioactivibee 9:01 pm I don't think that's how mucous works. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:01 pm Peddles: *sniffing her way to the Dragon scent* NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm [[Absolutely impossible to clean out.]] chronosmith 9:02 pm And, hell yeah, Arcee. I'll fly into the city to see you, mech. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:02 pm *the dragon peeps at Peddles* verdigrisprowl 9:02 pm *glances at Soundwave* Well, there go MY undeveloped weekend plans. chronosmith 9:02 pm Look at what you all did. You spoiled it for Prowl. NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm [[...You can't be serious.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 9:02 pm Peddles: *mews back! how does she cross all that spaaace?!* Chaifootsteps 9:02 pm Beautiful. Can't wait. chronosmith 9:02 pm No mucousy delights for HIM, now. verdigrisprowl 9:02 pm *... humor ping* radioactivibee 9:02 pm ... opatoes 9:02 pm Bumblebug. You will come home with me. I have an important virtual environment development project to share with you. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:02 pm *peep peep!* NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm *Hold on. How did Arcee get Whirl into the city? Amazing!* radioactivibee 9:02 pm Why would anyone WANT mucousy delights? NoodlesAtNight 9:03 pm *Grateful ping in response to the humor* radioactivibee 9:03 pm You have a what now? chronosmith 9:03 pm *by being Arcee* radioactivibee 9:03 pm Is it for Knock Out? chronosmith 9:03 pm Oh my god, I love that thing. opatoes 9:03 pm I have a virtual- no, no. I wish to share my virtual home with him, but I made it in my spare time. chronosmith 9:03 pm Look at it. I love it. NoodlesAtNight 9:03 pm =HA.= chronosmith 9:03 pm It's got a tube on its forehead. Chaifootsteps 9:03 pm *These may or may not be the first words he and this Whirl have ever exchanged*. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:03 pm Peddles: *mew!* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:03 pm ...Goddess, why does that look like something that lives on my planet. radioactivibee 9:03 pm Virtual home? opatoes 9:04 pm Yes. verdigrisprowl 9:04 pm *... hold on.* Are you living in the city now, Arcee? I thought you just visited. radioactivibee 9:04 pm Is this a puzzle thing? NoodlesAtNight 9:04 pm *LEANS BACK* radioactivibee 9:04 pm Oh Primus what is that thing UnkillableJazz 9:04 pm oh OmicronTheIceQueen 9:04 pm ............... chronosmith 9:04 pm *Whirl has, I believe, interacted with Arcee once years ago. But he's met his universe's Arcee. Arcees in general are kickass* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:04 pm well then chronosmith 9:04 pm Aww, look at it! opatoes 9:04 pm No, not quite, though I do have puzzles in my home with the help of different pressure plates. SunstreakerCMO 9:04 pm . . . chronosmith 9:04 pm Precious. NoodlesAtNight 9:04 pm [[That was... ah. Hmm. No. Thank you.]] Chaifootsteps 9:04 pm *As are Whirls. So everyone wins*. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:04 pm Actually, I think that actually may be something that does live on my planet. Underwater invertebrates causing diabetic shock sounds familiar. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:04 pm Peddles: *frighten sound at the screen* verdigrisprowl 9:04 pm *nods at the screen* Is that what your Mondays look like, Whirl? SunstreakerCMO 9:04 pm -okay then- radioactivibee 9:04 pm Um. Ok. It sounds like something I have to see to understand so sure, I'll come over some time and check it out. chronosmith 9:05 pm Nah, my mondays... *gestures grandly to self, and then to the bar* NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm [[If they are, Rumble has much to explain to him.]] chronosmith 9:05 pm THIS is my Mondays. When I'm feeling social. radioactivibee 9:05 pm Fair. opatoes 9:05 pm Good. You will appreciate it. I have cacti protecting my home from skeletons and slag. chronosmith 9:05 pm (9CURNOIDSD)) NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm *From over the PA system:* //HEY!// chronosmith 9:05 pm ((AHHH CRICNOIDS)) radioactivibee 9:05 pm ....Skeletons? opatoes 9:05 pm Yes? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:05 pm ((oh it's the anusfish)) radioactivibee 9:05 pm Ok. Oh Primus................. chronosmith 9:05 pm *snickers* radioactivibee 9:05 pm That's gross. Chaifootsteps 9:06 pm *To Prowl* ...Er, no. I'm...sort of all over the place right now. opatoes 9:06 pm Oh no. verdigrisprowl 9:06 pm ... Fair. *clearly, Prowl is not getting in on these japes. that's fine, it was a long shot.* radioactivibee 9:06 pm Oh.. Oh. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:06 pm *snorts* chronosmith 9:06 pm Getting enveloped by freaky gastropods is my TUESDAY night. verdigrisprowl 9:06 pm Oh? radioactivibee 9:06 pm Why? chronosmith 9:06 pm ...ok I'm. UnkillableJazz 9:06 pm okay then radioactivibee 9:06 pm .............. chronosmith 9:06 pm THIS is not my wednesday night. SunstreakerCMO 9:06 pm ................ radioactivibee 9:06 pm Is this how Metrotitans feel? chronosmith 9:06 pm Small fish don't climb into me to breed. chronosmith 9:07 pm That I KNOW of. opatoes 9:07 pm Most likely. How is your metrotitan mate? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:07 pm That you know of. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:07 pm Peddles: *creeps closer to Dragon, hatchling is trying to be sneeky* radioactivibee 9:07 pm Metroplex isn't my mate! opatoes 9:07 pm ... He is not? SunstreakerCMO 9:07 pm I did not need that imagery in my mind radioactivibee 9:07 pm He's fine though. NoodlesAtNight 9:07 pm [[Oh, these. He likes these.]] radioactivibee 9:07 pm No. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:07 pm *casually hangs her tail off the edge of the arm of the couch and twitches it for the hatchling* opatoes 9:07 pm ... Hm. Odd. chronosmith 9:07 pm *Whirl supports your interest in the japes, Prowl. Just give him a moment or two, he'll get ya* radioactivibee 9:07 pm No he's not. I'm just. Living in him. opatoes 9:07 pm I suppose that is how it starts out. chronosmith 9:08 pm That one's cute t--- radioactivibee 9:08 pm I'm not dating a Metrotitan! chronosmith 9:08 pm ...adorable radioactivibee 9:08 pm ... NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm [[Isn't it.]] opatoes 9:08 pm I know you aren't dating one yet. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:08 pm That's delightful. NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm @P: [[This is his Monday night.]] chronosmith 9:08 pm This was me the last time I was out on your dance floor, Soundwave. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:08 pm Peddles: *slowly bats at dragon tail once over* chronosmith 9:08 pm And tried to eat Prowl. UnkillableJazz 9:08 pm rip crab radioactivibee 9:08 pm Smokescreen! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:09 pm *twitchy twitch! look at this fun and wiggly tail!* opatoes 9:09 pm ... What? chronosmith 9:09 pm ...*tilts head* Did I ever apologize for trying to devour your spark? I mean. I feel like maybe that's something I should apologize for. NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm [[He recalls much less mouth splaying on Prowl's part of that.]] opatoes 9:09 pm Is my teasing too much? ... This is teasing, correct? chronosmith 9:09 pm Yeah, I had to do the mouth-splaying for the both of us. He'll get me next time. verdigrisprowl 9:09 pm *HUFF* FirstAidd 9:09 pm //off to bed! night! radioactivibee 9:09 pm It is and...no. I just get riled up too easily sometimes. chronosmith 9:09 pm ((night!)) opatoes 9:09 pm ((awww nini! verdigrisprowl 9:09 pm You're safe, I don't like chewing. radioactivibee 9:09 pm (( goodnight! NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm ((night!)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:09 pm ((nini!)) OmicronTheIceQueen 9:09 pm Peddles: *pats at the tail!* SunstreakerCMO 9:09 pm ((g'night~ opatoes 9:09 pm Mmhm. Perhaps because you secretly admire someone? OmicronTheIceQueen 9:09 pm [rest well!] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:09 pm *wiggle woggle* chronosmith 9:09 pm 9DNFJNM)__) (crinodis)) chronosmith 9:10 pm (9I LOVE THEM SO MUCH CRIES)) radioactivibee 9:10 pm I secretly admire a lot of bots. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:10 pm [aren't theycool?] opatoes 9:10 pm Do you? radioactivibee 9:10 pm But not Metroplex. chronosmith 9:10 pm My Thursday nights. opatoes 9:10 pm Oh. You openly admire him? chronosmith 9:10 pm Jittering spreadeagled along the seabed with the boys. verdigrisprowl 9:10 pm Pff. chronosmith 9:10 pm Eating any old rubbish. radioactivibee 9:10 pm No, he's like....he's a friend. chronosmith 9:10 pm ((oh my goood lomk at that crinoid)) radioactivibee 9:11 pm It's like how I feel about Ultra Magnus I guess. opatoes 9:11 pm ... Hm. Disappointing. chronosmith 9:11 pm Also extruding my stomach and oozing digestive juices on my food. With the boys. radioactivibee 9:11 pm Did you want me to frag a Metrotitan? NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm ((oh my god look at it swimming)) opatoes 9:11 pm What? No, no, I want you to- I suppose it is not disappointing after all. verdigrisprowl 9:11 pm ... Who are "the boys"? radioactivibee 9:11 pm ...I had no idea those things moved like that what the frag chronosmith 9:11 pm Killer and the sentient tire. radioactivibee 9:12 pm Ow. verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm Ah. Yes, of course. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:12 pm most all things in the sea water opatoes 9:12 pm Heh. I am that crab. radioactivibee 9:12 pm ... chronosmith 9:12 pm I use "the boys" as a gender-neutral term because I have no idea how space barnacle gender works. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:12 pm ((I love seeing local waters n.n)) NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm =Overproductively.= verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm I—I don't understand gender. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:12 pm Gender is fake. chronosmith 9:13 pm Yeah, I don't blame you. I say: don't sweat it. *waves a claw* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:13 pm ...Oh, the march of the snacks! UnkillableJazz 9:13 pm the swaying dance radioactivibee 9:13 pm I only chose pronouns for the humans. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:13 pm Peddles: *kitten spazz paws* chronosmith 9:13 pm And, you're not wrong, Ravage. Luckily, Killer hasn't spawned anytime soon. Chaifootsteps 9:13 pm ...... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:13 pm That blanket is alive. Swervester 9:14 pm //rays are so slimy OmicronTheIceQueen 9:14 pm crunchies chronosmith 9:14 pm This is my Friday but only when I need to shed my exoskeleton and aren't busy with puking energon all over the mountains. Swervester 9:14 pm //and the sucking they do is wild verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm I thought you already covered Friday. chronosmith 9:14 pm Getting eating by giant rays is also part of the deal. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:14 pm *wiggles her tail for Peddles* That blanket is alive and living its best life. NoodlesAtNight 9:14 pm [[Obviously we are into the next week.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 9:14 pm (not all have a slime coat) verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm Ah. chronosmith 9:15 pm Yep. That's why I said "aren't busy, et cetera, puking energon." NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm *And Soundwave understands very little about alien genders himself, so he will not pipe in on that.* verdigrisprowl 9:15 pm Yes, I see. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:15 pm Peddles: *sits back, standing is hard, waaatching that tail* UnkillableJazz 9:15 pm I'll opt out of getting eaten radioactivibee 9:15 pm Same. Chaifootsteps 9:15 pm *He's biting his tongue on the subject*. radioactivibee 9:15 pm It doesn't look fun. chronosmith 9:15 pm *sighs* It's a dirty job, but someone has to do it. Might as well be me. opatoes 9:15 pm Indeed. I enjoy not being a meal. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:15 pm *watch the tail... watch it woggle. watch it twitch. watch it wiggle.* verdigrisprowl 9:15 pm *Prowl doesn't even understand Cybertronian genders, he's not going to venture any opinions on alien ones.* chronosmith 9:16 pm Like... scraplets. radioactivibee 9:16 pm Ugh. Scraplets. UnkillableJazz 9:16 pm what are those? chronosmith 9:16 pm They're neat! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:16 pm Apparently, scraplets. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:16 pm Peddles: *head turning back and forth* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:16 pm Now that's a snack. chronosmith 9:16 pm Imagine a cloud. Now imagine the cloud is made of millions of microscopic machines that wanna eat you. That's scraplets. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:16 pm Scraplets should all freeze verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm They're bigger in some universes. SunstreakerCMO 9:17 pm Well radioactivibee 9:17 pm If the baby whale dies I swear to Primus..... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:17 pm *waves her tail carefully back and forth* UnkillableJazz 9:17 pm Ah, I think they were killed off on my Cybertron verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm Lucky. chronosmith 9:17 pm Haven't seen any on my end in a long, long time. NoodlesAtNight 9:17 pm *Oh? Do they get to hear the songs?* opatoes 9:17 pm ... Face book? Is that the covenant? radioactivibee 9:18 pm ...............yes. SunstreakerCMO 9:18 pm Oh! NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm *Scooting forward with interest* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:18 pm Peedles: *swaying kitten watching....and tries to pounce, aiming as far up to where the tail isn't moving as much* chronosmith 9:18 pm Being rounded up and swallowed in a single gulp by giant whales is my Saturday night but only once every six months. radioactivibee 9:19 pm Whirl, what the frag even is your universe? NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm [[...That is fantastic.]]

((oh my god that commentary)) opatoes 9:19 pm I wish to go on a cruise. Bumblebug. Join me on a puzzle material obtaining cruise? chronosmith 9:19 pm I dunno. Haven't seen it in four years or so. radioactivibee 9:19 pm ...What kind of material? opatoes 9:19 pm ... Material. Humans leave it out. NoodlesAtNight 9:20 pm ((last one)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:21 pm *ah ah ah, no ACTUALLY catching the tail. Peddles is a cute hatchling, but she's made of metal, and the dragon is mere flesh and blood* radioactivibee 9:21 pm Oh, ok. That's ok. Sure, I'll go on a cruise with you. opatoes 9:21 pm Good, good! Your help will be appreciated. radioactivibee 9:22 pm So what kind of puzzles are you making? UnkillableJazz 9:22 pm those looked like the views from the landing except there were city lights cause it was night OmicronTheIceQueen 9:22 pm Peddles: *she gonna try! pats are getting more noticeable, hopefully the side dragon is on couch the mech's okay* radioactivibee 9:23 pm What strange creatures. NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm [[Swerve, they take after you.]] radioactivibee 9:23 pm [snickers] NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm [[Grassquest.]] Swervester 9:23 pm They do! verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm ((they spell the cameraman's name differently every time)) NoodlesAtNight 9:24 pm [[...They're much less intelligent, however. The grass is already right there.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:24 pm *OH HECK THE HATCHLING GOT HER. cue horrified dragon expression as she's dragged off the couch. if she had to die, at least she died keeping a hatchling entertained* Swervester 9:24 pm Maybe they eat it before moving on? verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm Presumably, if they didn't move, the grass would be eaten up. NoodlesAtNight 9:24 pm *Jazzy zebras. Looks at Jazz. He doesn't seem particularly zebra-ish.* opatoes 9:24 pm Oh! I am working on a magnetic bead puzzle at the moment. NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm [[Does it not keep gro- Ravage, sit DOWN.]] *Ravage is perked and watching.* Swervester 9:25 pm [grins] verdigrisprowl 9:25 pm *heard the word "magnet"* What? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:25 pm ((ravage is extremely valid)) chronosmith 9:25 pm My Sunday nights, if I'm drinking heavily. I become a walking sausage. radioactivibee 9:25 pm ... Didn't need to know. chronosmith 9:25 pm But now you DO. NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm *Ravage eyes Whirl and licks his chops.* radioactivibee 9:25 pm Yeah. I wish I didn't. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:25 pm Peddles: *shes not as bite-y as her brother and just endgs up with Dragon hugged to chest and sprawled on the groung* Swervester 9:26 pm Is this why Ravage likes nature docs? NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm [[...Imagine a Seeker flying through that.]] radioactivibee 9:26 pm Lookit all those chickens. opatoes 9:26 pm ... Magnetic bead puzzle? They can be molded in a number of ways, but if you manage to mold them in certain ways, it will light up. NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm =Many reasons.= verdigrisprowl 9:26 pm *HUFF* chronosmith 9:26 pm *you get a sly and amused glance, Ravage. You already got dibs to devour him when he dies, buddy. You Know* radioactivibee 9:26 pm So the puzzle just lights up when you do it right? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:26 pm *this is a remarkably painless way to die. a little crushing, but not so bad.* NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm *Okay, but try to die a sausage.* chronosmith 9:26 pm Pfft. As if any JET could handle flying through anything as complicated as that. verdigrisprowl 9:26 pm ... can't you just disassemble and reassemble the beads in the correct pattern? OmicronTheIceQueen 9:26 pm *highly likes this* chronosmith 9:27 pm Can't even hover or fly backwards. Pathetic. verdigrisprowl 9:27 pm That's the joke. Hundreds of dead birds and a screaming seeker. NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm *Thank you for getting it, Prowl.* verdigrisprowl 9:27 pm *he's imagining starscream's indignant squawks.* chronosmith 9:27 pm ..okay, fair. That IS a pretty funny mental image. NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm [[It is, is it not?]] chronosmith 9:28 pm *snickers* NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm [[Skywarp warping straight into the cloud.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 9:28 pm Peddles: *sits, erm, sprawls and starts purring* chronosmith 9:28 pm He was walking around, hunched over like he was doing the Thriller dance. opatoes 9:28 pm Well- yes. But the challenge is bringing it to those positions. They are connected in a way so they cannot be completely disassembled separated, so you do not lose the beads. They are not the most complex, but they are nice to the touch. verdigrisprowl 9:29 pm ... Hm. *he wants one.* NoodlesAtNight 9:29 pm =Have not.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:29 pm *purrs along with Peddles, as long as the hatchling avoids squishing her too badly* chronosmith 9:29 pm Oh lord. radioactivibee 9:29 pm Doesn't it hurt their tongues? opatoes 9:29 pm ... I suppose it could use more complexity. NoodlesAtNight 9:29 pm [[They have plenty of tongue to spare.]] chronosmith 9:29 pm *the phrase "half-meter longue tongue has him flashing back to his best bud's horrific maw* NoodlesAtNight 9:30 pm *Good thing Whirl's only seen that one.* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:30 pm Peddles: *like a tight hug but that's about it...and some lickies* radioactivibee 9:30 pm You have plenty of tentacle to spare, what if one got stabbed with a thorn or five? verdigrisprowl 9:30 pm *prowl's certainly picturing SOMEBODY'S tongue.* NoodlesAtNight 9:30 pm [[He'd stab the thorn bearer back. Obviously.]] chronosmith 9:30 pm *it's just the drool that gets him, honestly. Teeth are good.Tongues are fine. But drool is a no-go* UnkillableJazz 9:30 pm There's a brown patch int their wake chronosmith 9:30 pm I had a tongue once. It was pretty long. Not gonna lie, being able to taste again was neat. verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm ((thwip thwip thwip thwip)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:31 pm *licks are ALWAYS valid and accepted. if the dragon can get to Peddles' snout she'll clean the hatchling right back* chronosmith 9:31 pm ...wait, I had a tongue twice. radioactivibee 9:31 pm Not all problems can be solved by stabbing them. NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm *Soundwave decides to make the picturing a bit easier with several self-taken closeups of Things.* chronosmith 9:31 pm ((thwip thwip thwip thwip)) Chaifootsteps 9:31 pm Disagreed. verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm Stab wounds. chronosmith 9:31 pm To be fair, Arcee--some are better solved with shooting them. radioactivibee 9:31 pm ... NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm [[He thinks that was one of the first times he met you. The long tongue. It was disappointing to find out you did not have that as a permanent feature. It amused him.]] radioactivibee 9:31 pm No wonder the war lasted so long. chronosmith 9:31 pm Yeah. It amused me, too. Chaifootsteps 9:31 pm Or punching them. Or kicking them into hot plasma. verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm *... small rev. thanks, soundwave.* radioactivibee 9:32 pm If only we could've solved it with tongues. opatoes 9:32 pm Oh! I have blueprints for this one, but I have never attempted it, perhaps I can attempt to make one of these levitating construction puzzles to share. chronosmith 9:32 pm My Monday nights when I'm not here. NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm *Sitting here like the most angelic ex-con you ever did see.* opatoes 9:32 pm I need to test it out and see how it works, though. chronosmith 9:32 pm I'm being the Deadliest Handbag on Earth. NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm [[Oh, he likes the hot plasma.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:32 pm *wiggles a little. she wants to see the crocs too!* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:32 pm Peddles: *rolls over, wide optic up at screen* chronosmith 9:32 pm Setting on fire is also very fun. NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm [[It worked well for Airachnid. ... Well. That was molten metal, but details.]] radioactivibee 9:32 pm If anyone can figure it out, it's you, Smokescreen. Chaifootsteps 9:32 pm You really can't go wrong with hot plasma. verdigrisprowl 9:32 pm That's a long trip just to be a deadly handbag. radioactivibee 9:32 pm How about getting along and saying hello? chronosmith 9:32 pm Not to mention being dismembered by a space barnacle, which I have only seen once. opatoes 9:32 pm ... Of course I can. /His doorwings are perking up, flattered./ NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm *huffs at the handbag bit* chronosmith 9:33 pm Hey, it's worth it. Nothing boosts the self-confidence like standing on an alien world thinking, "That's me. I'M the deadliest handbag here." NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm ((gahewahahahahaha)) chronosmith 9:33 pm You oughta try it. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:33 pm ((hey worm look it's seera)) opatoes 9:33 pm On the topic of construction puzzles, I think I have a few sets that connect together. One is in basic shapes, and I think it is meant for bitlets, and one is meant to form fractals and organic cellular structures, I think. chronosmith 9:34 pm ((i just messaged her 😎 )() NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm ((this hyena sequence: more educational than lion guard)) chronosmith 9:34 pm ((IT'S HER... HYENA!!)_) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:34 pm ((lmaooooo)) ((the yeena!)) Chaifootsteps 9:34 pm ((*HONK*)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:34 pm ((I sent her like 30 of the lil rubber hyena item in flight rising)) verdigrisprowl 9:34 pm I'm afraid I don't make much of a handbag. chronosmith 9:34 pm We can fix that. NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm [[Hm. In his opinion, you look rather nice on his arm.]] chronosmith 9:34 pm We just need a really big zipper. *peers* NoodlesAtNight 9:35 pm ((how to reduce your documentary budget: film the fire portion in california)) verdigrisprowl 9:35 pm ... My shoulders do this? *pops them open to show that they actually have hidden compartments.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:35 pm ((lol)) verdigrisprowl 9:35 pm *the compartments hide two tires.* chronosmith 9:35 pm Hmmm. *streetches his neck out, peering more* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:35 pm Peddles: *she lets go and scoots to under the couch* NoodlesAtNight 9:35 pm =Hm. I'd hunt it.= chronosmith 9:36 pm You know, that'll do. Just pop a zipper on there and bam. You're a handbag. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:36 pm *FREEDOM* opatoes 9:36 pm ... I also have a few jigsaw puzzles. Would you like to try one on those with me, Bumblebee? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:36 pm *back onto the couch with her, to see if the crocs return!* opatoes 9:37 pm They are enjoyable with a partner. radioactivibee 9:37 pm Sure! opatoes 9:37 pm !! /Stopping everything to watch the kitties/ Bumblebee. Kittens. verdigrisprowl 9:37 pm Sounds like a plan. radioactivibee 9:37 pm I'm not that good with puzzles, it'd be good to have help. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:37 pm Peddles: *watching from under, head resting near a suport* radioactivibee 9:37 pm You like kittens? opatoes 9:37 pm ... I can appreciate them. radioactivibee 9:37 pm They're cute. NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm =I did that to a minitank.= verdigrisprowl 9:37 pm *there. he's had some japes. well done.* opatoes 9:37 pm They are precious. chronosmith 9:37 pm *smickers* NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm =Had a bad t-cog.= radioactivibee 9:38 pm You more than appreciate them chronosmith 9:38 pm ((i'm not fixing that. He Smickered this time)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:38 pm Was it funny? radioactivibee 9:38 pm [Keeping that in mind for the holidays] NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm =Absolutely.= *Showing his fangs in a huge smile* opatoes 9:38 pm Well- it is impossible not to adore them. You would be a fool not to adore them. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:38 pm *churrs. well, she'll take his word for it* NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm *Rolls over onto his back and kicks his paws a bit* radioactivibee 9:38 pm I can't blame you there. NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm =Like that.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:38 pm *pff. she appreciates the dramatic rendition* That is pretty funny. opatoes 9:39 pm You better not blame me. radioactivibee 9:39 pm Wouldn't dream of it. opatoes 9:39 pm Good. radioactivibee 9:39 pm ...why are humans like this? Who asked the question first? verdigrisprowl 9:39 pm ... Like what? chronosmith 9:39 pm ((im love em)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:39 pm ((my immediate urge was to have the dragon ask if that was bombshell's alt mode)) radioactivibee 9:40 pm Why do they want to know how much waste wildebeest produce? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:40 pm ((but she's never met a bombshell and I don't think anyone's mentioned him to her before)) SunstreakerCMO 9:40 pm ............ verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm ... I presume because it's a statistic they don't know and they're curious about their world? OmicronTheIceQueen 9:41 pm I'm glad none of my insections do this SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:41 pm I think they are glad of that too. radioactivibee 9:41 pm Oh look, it's Whirl's Friday night. chronosmith 9:41 pm This in't any of my days. radioactivibee 9:41 pm awe chronosmith 9:41 pm Rolling a bunch of poop around would be WEIRD, after all. verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm ... Why's THAT the line? Swervester 9:41 pm Yeah, THAT'S the weird thing. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:41 pm *looks over at whirl, disbelievingly* radioactivibee 9:41 pm I was more referring to the "more balls" than the poop. chronosmith 9:42 pm *looks to prowl and Swerve with Utmost Innocence. His most Innocent Face ever* I've no idea what you could possible mean. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:42 pm Mucous. chronosmith 9:42 pm *and also the dragon. She gets a shot of Whirl's Innocent Face too* What about it? verdigrisprowl 9:42 pm *has no idea what WHIRL means* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:43 pm *purring* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm That cat has hatchlings! opatoes 9:43 pm !! Cat! NoodlesAtNight 9:43 pm =There goes the cheetah.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm ...That cat has a lot of hatchlings. chronosmith 9:43 pm *it's more japes. Whirl's not going to say it outright but if you need it explained, Prowl, he will do so* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:43 pm *sits up to wat* NoodlesAtNight 9:43 pm *Admiring rumble from Ravage* opatoes 9:43 pm Honeydew. Look at the cats. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm *cheeps* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:43 pm Peddles: *FASCINATED * radioactivibee 9:44 pm I see the cats. They're very fluffy. opatoes 9:44 pm I love these felines. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:44 pm Do they need hairs on their chest? They have quite a few hairs, really. verdigrisprowl 9:44 pm *that would require admitting he didn't understand the jape* *his guess is that Whirl rejected it because someone else suggested it.* chronosmith 9:45 pm *that's fair* *also whirl never apologized for trying to eat you, too. Soundwave. Sorry. But Prowl's the one who became his chew toy. ...or his holoform was* opatoes 9:45 pm I want to go to a pub. NoodlesAtNight 9:45 pm *Soundwave's been almost eaten by worse things. It's all right.* SunstreakerCMO 9:45 pm ((the actually did that for the ending? opatoes 9:46 pm ... /He's getting up to grab a few more drinks from the bar. He did give Bumblebee one, after all./ OmicronTheIceQueen 9:46 pm (yep) SunstreakerCMO 9:46 pm ((nice radioactivibee 9:46 pm I'll take you to a pub. chronosmith 9:46 pm *streeetches* Wow. Amazing how much earth life mirrors my own weekly agenda. Truly astounding. opatoes 9:46 pm You will. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:46 pm [true facts?] radioactivibee 9:46 pm [Bumblebee's already starting to doze off.] Yup. SunstreakerCMO 9:46 pm I...am going to go home now... opatoes 9:46 pm Good. And I am going to go home with you. SunstreakerCMO 9:46 pm Good night. NoodlesAtNight 9:46 pm ((time mark: 10:07)) radioactivibee 9:46 pm Ok. Sure. opatoes 9:46 pm Good. opatoes 9:47 pm ... I will alert Knock Oot. radioactivibee 9:47 pm (( oh my god true facts about morgan freeman tho Ok. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:47 pm *the dragon stretches* I should head off. Thank you for having me, Soundwave! radioactivibee 9:47 pm Fun. chronosmith 9:47 pm Binocular vision is overrated. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:47 pm Peddles: *paw touch to soundwave* chronosmith 9:47 pm Sonar is where it's at. radioactivibee 9:47 pm [He leans against Smokescreen without really realizing it.] NoodlesAtNight 9:47 pm *Soundwave stretches.* [[He does not think that was as informative as it could have been. Still. Thank you all for being here.]] *Soundwave tilts forward to look down at the youngling.* [[Greetings, Peddles.]] opatoes 9:47 pm ... /Resting against Bumblebee as well, taking a long sip of his drink./ I suppose this will count as a sleepover? radioactivibee 9:48 pm Yep. Chaifootsteps 9:48 pm Thanks for hosting. It was...educational, kind of? NoodlesAtNight 9:48 pm [[You are welcome. Perhaps we will watch the other... 'educationa'.... ones some other time.]] opatoes 9:48 pm Very well. Perhaps I can show you my home from your home, then. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:48 pm Peddles: *soft purring, * NoodlesAtNight 9:48 pm [[After he asks Rumble where exactly he got this suggestion for Ravage.]] verdigrisprowl 9:48 pm ... Arcee. opatoes 9:48 pm All of my homes, even. radioactivibee 9:48 pm Your home...sounds good... Chaifootsteps 9:48 pm Hm? radioactivibee 9:48 pm You're comfortable. opatoes 9:48 pm Have you seen my Animal Crossing town? chronosmith 9:48 pm Huh. Neat. radioactivibee 9:48 pm Just like Smokey. opatoes 9:48 pm ... Am- am I, now? That is- odd. radioactivibee 9:49 pm I...don't remember. chronosmith 9:49 pm ! Oh, damn. There we go. Neat. opatoes 9:49 pm /Smokescreen's taking another long sip. What does he do frag frag frag/ Well. I will show you. It is lovely. verdigrisprowl 9:49 pm If you're ever in town, you sh— I'd l— ... Comm me sometime. radioactivibee 9:49 pm [Definitely dozing off, engine giving little purring sounds.] chronosmith 9:49 pm THAT'S how you do it. Seeing with sound is a LOT more useful than seeing with... your. Eyeball. verdigrisprowl 9:49 pm If you aren't busy. chronosmith 9:49 pm Or eyeballs as it were. NoodlesAtNight 9:49 pm *!!!! Nobody told him that about owls. Why didn't anyone ever tell him about owls like that?* radioactivibee 9:49 pm Ok, I'd like that. opatoes 9:50 pm Oh. Oh. /Smokescreen is awkwardly patting Bumblebee's face, trying to wake him up./ radioactivibee 9:50 pm Mmm? Chaifootsteps 9:50 pm *Very pleasantly surprised*. Yeah! Yeah, I've got nothing going on. Definitely. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:50 pm ....interesting story opatoes 9:50 pm I cannot go to your home if you are not awake. chronosmith 9:50 pm I relate to owls. I, too, like sonar and--PRAISE. UnkillableJazz 9:50 pm *Jazz might might of dozed off for a minute* chronosmith 9:50 pm Ahem. Praise. ((ALSO GUYS IF YOU HAVE A PHOBIA OF HOLES)) radioactivibee 9:51 pm Oh. Right. chronosmith 9:51 pm ((BEWARE the later part of this video has something)) NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm ((WHOOP nope then i'm not playing that one)) chronosmith 9:51 pm ((FAIR)) NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm ((i don't need to see that)) radioactivibee 9:51 pm [Starts falling asleep anyways.] verdigrisprowl 9:51 pm *oh, that sounds like an actually positive response instead of a polite ambigious response. he nods* You have my comm. opatoes 9:51 pm Bumblebee. I will eat your digits if you sleep. chronosmith 9:51 pm ((arma DILDO. and yeah I 100% understand. I've seen that one and I didn't want anyone getting caught off-guard!)) SunstreakerCMO 9:51 pm ((thanks for the stream, g'night! NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm ((Night!)) radioactivibee 9:51 pm My digits taste bad. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:52 pm *Icy shifts closer to hatchling* opatoes 9:52 pm Yes? I am sure I can bear their taste. chronosmith 9:52 pm I'm pretty sure I don't taste good. Never got myself officially tested tho. radioactivibee 9:52 pm Noooooo. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:52 pm Peddles: *loafs* opatoes 9:52 pm Take me to your home or you will have no more digits. radioactivibee 9:52 pm I'll give you the directions. You should know. Chaifootsteps 9:52 pm I do. And you've got mine. *Pause*. You know, if you're ever in the...yeah. radioactivibee 9:52 pm You were living in a room. chronosmith 9:53 pm (( L E P R O S Y )) opatoes 9:53 pm ... Just because I lived in your suite does not mean I have memorized the location. And I am not as suave with Metroplex as you are. Swervester 9:53 pm Holy shit radioactivibee 9:53 pm He'll show you. verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm Yeah. I—er, live there. So. chronosmith 9:53 pm Pfft. Oh, hey. It rolls up, like my little guy. opatoes 9:53 pm ... Very well. Fine. verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm ... I'm free evenings. NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm [[Is your pokemon one of these?]] chronosmith 9:54 pm I don't think so? I've never seen it unroll. Chaifootsteps 9:54 pm Evenings. Got it. Sounds good. verdigrisprowl 9:54 pm Good. chronosmith 9:55 pm (( LEEEEPROSY)) opatoes 9:55 pm But yes- Prowl, do let me know when your Magnemite solves the puzzle. I can create another. verdigrisprowl 9:55 pm I'll let you know. ... It seems to be enjoying itself rattling it. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:55 pm *headtilts* radioactivibee 9:55 pm Oh look, it's Megatron. opatoes 9:55 pm Haha. Good. ... If you can take a video, I would love to see. chronosmith 9:56 pm I should bring my tire guy around next movie night. Maybe YOU can figure out how it talks, Prowl. radioactivibee 9:56 pm Oh. More tongue. NoodlesAtNight 9:56 pm *That's considered a spy weapon on Earth?* verdigrisprowl 9:56 pm I can try. opatoes 9:56 pm That would be appreciated, thank you. verdigrisprowl 9:56 pm *to both of them.* chronosmith 9:57 pm *nods; Whirl knows Prowl has a better chance of figuring out than he does. And it can only help that little tire. It's very endearing* *not that he'll openly admit that* A moment of silence for the frog. NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm *!!* [[He knows these.]] verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm *points* Are those the same things octopus have? NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm [[Octopuses have them.]] NoodlesAtNight 9:58 pm *Nodding in delight at Prowl. He remembered!* verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm *proud* opatoes 9:58 pm Bumblebee- here. We should get home. /Smokescreen is standing up, and is offering his servo to Bumblebee. His other arm is holding a few cubes of high grade./ chronosmith 9:59 pm ...kinda. Reminds me of me. A little. radioactivibee 9:59 pm Ok. verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm You're the mantis with the laser beam. chronosmith 9:59 pm I'm pretty sure a lot of folks would describe me as "a nightmare that farted too aggressively." Hell yeha I am! OmicronTheIceQueen 9:59 pm ((I almost got a white mantis)) NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[Can you rotate your head that far?]] radioactivibee 9:59 pm [Blearily, he takes Smokescreen's servo and leans against him a bit.] chronosmith 9:59 pm ((they're beaut ;u;/ I would love to keep a Wandering Violin sometime)) radioactivibee 9:59 pm [This is what happens when you give him high grade.] chronosmith 9:59 pm Yep! opatoes 9:59 pm ... /Frame is warm to the touch, and he's slowly leading Bumblebee to Metroplex. He'll have to show him his games later./ OmicronTheIceQueen 10:00 pm O,o UnkillableJazz 10:00 pm *Jazz pops awake at Smokescrean and Bumblebee laving* chronosmith 10:00 pm *sits up, shifts slightly to get comfortable, and begins The Twistening. It's less of a clean 180-twist and more like he's corkscrewing his neck in a horrible, HORRIBLE unnatural way, but he's doing it* radioactivibee 10:00 pm Save the hummingbird. NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm *Staring at Whirl in fascination* Swervester 10:00 pm [also fascinated] Chaifootsteps 10:01 pm *Thirded* chronosmith 10:01 pm *he's Full Horror Movie now* No sweat. verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm ... Is that painful? chronosmith 10:01 pm Nah. NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm [[...You don't eat your mates, do you?]] chronosmith 10:01 pm I'm modified to be really flexible. I've always said that it's a lot more useful that being built like a brick wall. Not yet I haven't. NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm [[..."Yet"?]] chronosmith 10:02 pm Yet. *schwoop. His neck snaps back into place* OmicronTheIceQueen 10:02 pm *she's being quiet* NoodlesAtNight 10:02 pm [[Noted with some concern.]] verdigrisprowl 10:02 pm *is trying to figure out how to make a joke out of Whirl trying to eat him, in relation to the sex tape rumors.* chronosmith 10:03 pm *&ORIOWL NO* *I''M NOT EVEN FIXING THAT* verdigrisprowl 10:03 pm *can't work it out. he's overexteded his japery capabilities for the night.* chronosmith 10:03 pm Don't worry, Soundwave, I'm pretty sure you're safe. *he gives the best version of finger-guns he can at the... PA system. He knows Rumble's up there somewhere. Doesn't know where he is. So he just claw-fingerr-guns at the ceiling, really* NoodlesAtNight 10:04 pm *Rumble may or may not be upstairs chewing his finger joints in worry* *He's gotta remember to check for more of those sparkeater type mouths before falling asleep next to Whirl next time* chronosmith 10:04 pm *HAHAHA* chronosmith 10:05 pm *streetches* And on that ominous note, I'm out. I'll try and stop by again soon. Chaifootsteps 10:05 pm I'm out too. NoodlesAtNight 10:05 pm [[He hopes you can. Your presence is always enjoyable.]] *Nods to Arcee.* [[Yours as well.]] Swervester 10:05 pm I think I gotta get home too, things to do. Night guys! NoodlesAtNight 10:05 pm [[Swerve.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 10:05 pm Have a restful night verdigrisprowl 10:05 pm Evening. *to both.* chronosmith 10:06 pm Night, losers! *flips the room a salute, and then he's up, and trotting out* OmicronTheIceQueen 10:06 pm *icy chirps for her hatchling, getting up* Chaifootsteps 10:06 pm *Pleasantly surprised for the second time tonight*. Night, everyone. UnkillableJazz 10:06 pm *Jazz is heading out before he fully falls asleep here* Night NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm [[Goodnight, Jazz. Ice Queen, a pleasure to see you and yours again.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 10:07 pm *icy gives a half bow, taking peddles off* (thank you for the stream n.n!) NoodlesAtNight 10:07 pm ((welcome!)) NoodlesAtNight 10:09 pm *Well. Since it's just him and Prowl now, there's nothing to stop him taking his visor off and slooooooowly stretching his tongue out toward Prowl, optics squinting in a good humor.* NoodlesAtNight 10:10 pm [[Spy weaponry. Your side would never have survived if he'd known he could have used that.]] verdigrisprowl 10:13 pm ... I'm sure there's got to be something in the Tyrest Accord against using such dangerous weaponry. NoodlesAtNight 10:14 pm [[He supposes it qualifies as a biological weapon.]] verdigrisprowl 10:14 pm Pff. It probably meets the standard, yes. verdigrisprowl 10:15 pm *...... might be leaning toward the tongue.* NoodlesAtNight 10:15 pm [[Well. He'd better put it away before Rum-- Ultra Magnus, comes down to arrest him.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm *Pulling it back in, even more amused than before.* verdigrisprowl 10:16 pm Yes, that's—probably sensible. *............ follows it.* NoodlesAtNight 10:17 pm *All sharp teeth now. Maybe a quick click or two and a tiny facial ripple trying to keep still. He didn't think that would work.* [[Wouldn't want anyone to follow it into a trap.]] verdigrisprowl 10:19 pm No, of course not. It would make for a—a quite a—tempting trap. verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm *hey, can he—can he uh. maybe. get on soundwave's lap. just a little bit.* *... maybe a lot.* NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm *He absolutely can.* verdigrisprowl 10:22 pm *good. he is.* *donnnnn't mind him if he's casually straddling soundwave's lap.* NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm *Soundwave will lean forward a bit too.* [[We saw true facts about carnivorous Earth plants before you arrived. They draw prey close with attractive bait. The prey creatures get very close and are eventually ensnared. They're then slowly eaten.]] *Wrap both feelers oh so loosely around.* NoodlesAtNight 10:23 pm *And then, with just enough space between his mouth and Prowl's, lifts a data slug and puts it right between them.* [[He copied it here for you to see. Fascinating, no?]] NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm *Leaning back now with a self-satisfied smile. Terrible, horrible mech that he is.* verdigrisprowl 10:24 pm *... how did he end up kissing a data slug.* verdigrisprowl 10:25 pm *how could this happen to me, i've made my mistakes* ... Thank you. I'm sure it is fascinating. *he means it. but he doesn't feel it.* NoodlesAtNight 10:26 pm [[Of course, if you'd prefer a practical demonstration--]] verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm I was under the impression that I was in the middle of one. NoodlesAtNight 10:30 pm [[Oh, not yet. You can be if you wish.]] verdigrisprowl 10:31 pm I think I'd like that. NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm [[Ah, good. He did some research and knows where to find the plants called "venus fly traps". We can bridge there and look for the larger specimens.]] *Optics still bright, a smile still all over his faceplates.* verdigrisprowl 10:34 pm *stares at him.* .... Pfff-ff-ff. *he's hiding his face in soundwave's shoulder.* You're merciless. NoodlesAtNight 10:38 pm [[You say such sweet things.]] *Wrapping his arms around Prowl now.* [[But in seriousness, he would be pleased to indulge your curiosity on a personal level... after you tell him what you can of your work lately. He is curious about how you have been spending your time as captain.]] *The lightest of kisses to Prowl's shoulder.* [[Or on your own. Perhaps both. He confesses to simply being curious about you on a daily basis.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm *In other words: he wants to know how your days have been, Prowl. These things matter to him now.* verdigrisprowl 10:40 pm ... Same. With—your department and all. NoodlesAtNight 10:41 pm [[As you wish.]] [[But you first. He did ask first.]] verdigrisprowl 10:44 pm *well, this is hardly the position for such a discussion, but it's the position he's in and he doesn't want to move. he wraps his arms around Soundwave's waist.* For the past few weeks, a lot of my time has been turned toward the newbuilds touring. We've got one definitely, two probablies, and five maybes. ... I haven't been helping them tour, of course. But I've been—you know—coordinating. NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm *He rather likes talking of these things seated as they are. It's being close to Prowl in both ways at once.*

[[Oh? Who are the definitely and the probablies? Anyone he has records on?]]

[[...Why not help them tour? You know the work best. Busy?]] *He can sympathize with that, if so.* verdigrisprowl 10:46 pm Uncharismatic. verdigrisprowl 10:47 pm The definitely is—Minus. The probablies are... *hold on. hooold on.* ...... *hooooold on.* ......... I forgot their names. NoodlesAtNight 10:51 pm [[Hmph. A familiar accusation, and unimportant. You are not running for political office - are you?]] *He pauses here to wait for the answer to that before going on.* [[You do your work and you do it well. Anyone truly interested in it will care about your results. The rest is window tinting.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:52 pm [[...One moment. Minus. The little one you guarded for a while? With the]] *motions across his optics. Visor.* verdigrisprowl 10:54 pm I *am* trying to convince a bunch of inexperienced, brand new people that they want to have me as their boss. So yes, unfortunately, it /is/ a popularity contest. The window tinting will make the difference in whether or not our police force increases. NoodlesAtNight 10:54 pm [[Hm.]] *They can't all be as reasonable as him, he supposes. Younglings.* [[He could spread quality favorable rumors on your behalf.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:55 pm [[Perhaps whisper a few unpleasant things about your competitors?]] verdigrisprowl 10:56 pm Appreciated, but I'd rather they join because they've looked at the job and decided they want to do it. That's what I need—people who are drawn to the idea of protecting people. NoodlesAtNight 10:56 pm [[And Minus is?]] verdigrisprowl 10:57 pm ... Yes. She is. In a—naive way, but—yes. ... I didn't try to recruit her or sway her. SHE sought ME out and asked for the position. *he feels like it's important soundwave knows that.* NoodlesAtNight 11:00 pm *His face was drifting out of the intensely amused smile and into neutral curiosity. Now it's softening into a different kind of smile. Prowl won't have seen it much, but he often wears it behind his mask when playing with the Predacon hatchlings or watching Zori and Chimera go about their business.*

[[Of course she is, and did. She could hardly have asked for a better role model. No doubt your time directing things during the plague left an impression.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:01 pm [[It really was one of your finest moments, as far as things he has witnessed go.]] verdigrisprowl 11:01 pm Pff. *LOOKING ACROSS THE ROOM.* She wasn't even sapient then. She said she was inspired by a movie. verdigrisprowl 11:03 pm ... What about your work? I never hear about yours. You ask me questions about mine and then keep asking follow-up questions. NoodlesAtNight 11:04 pm [[Did she, now? Ah, well. He stands by the last thing he said, at least.]] *And is not entirely convinced he's wrong about the rest, but he'll let that sit there.*

[[The nature of both himself and his work, he supposes. Let him think, now.]] verdigrisprowl 11:05 pm Clearly, I need to work on my reflexes so I can ask you questions first. NoodlesAtNight 11:06 pm [[Perhaps we'll play another question game some time? Those were quite enjoyable.]] verdigrisprowl 11:07 pm I like the sound of that. NoodlesAtNight 11:18 pm [[Good. You are a worthy opponent.]]

[[Our department decided not to involve itself with touring. We thought it more appropriate to see who developed the curiosity, intelligence, persistence, and cunning necessary to attempt investigating us on their own time, if any, and then approach them. Some things cannot be taught.]]

[[We were monitoring an odd development down in the depths of Metroplex's right calf. Melted and resolidified globs of metal kept appearing without explanation. We thought it might be a plague, at first.]] *He pauses.* [[Ravage noticed that they all smelled of the same mech and eventually tracked him down. It was a large warbuild who had heard of the budding timelines and thought he could replicate more of himself by melting pieces of his armor off.]] [[Hardly a citywide threat. Just a medical emergency. He was missing armor as far as a mech can safely get.]] verdigrisprowl 11:20 pm Yes, I noticed that your department wasn't represented at the discussions on where the protoforms would be touring. I've no doubt you kept up with the debate anyway?

*HUFF.* I hope he's been treated? NoodlesAtNight 11:26 pm [[Naturally. We visited the locations of the discussions hours before any of you arrived. Incidentally, the mech in charge of sanitation has an optic for fancy jewelry, if ever you need that information. He mistook Zori's other form for a bracelet. You are not the only one with a thigh pocket.]]

[[And last he heard, the warbuild had been treated for heat-related damages and was on his second layer of armor reshaping and reattachment.]] verdigrisprowl 11:27 pm ... Did h— I— did he KIDNAP Zori? Whhhhy did you not feel the need to report that to the police? NoodlesAtNight 11:31 pm [[It isn't kidnapping if you know where someone is the entire time. Zori waited until they deposited him on their washroom sink to crawl away and bridge back.]] *Flicks a hand, which conflicts really badly with the deadly serious tone his thoughts take on now.* [[Besides. If it /had/ been a purposeful kidnapping, we would be having this conversation through a prison force field.]] verdigrisprowl 11:31 pm No—I mean—did he steal him OFF of you, or—? NoodlesAtNight 11:33 pm [[Nothing so rude. He simply picked up a piece of lost jewelry who happened to have been taking a nap after making sure the discussion spots were safe and secure.]] *And now the squint is back.* NoodlesAtNight 11:34 pm [[He has an alternate who gets into all sorts of places as a small cassette player. It's... inspiring.]] verdigrisprowl 11:34 pm Ah. Good. An innocent mistake, then. *he can relax.* verdigrisprowl 11:35 pm The... short universe? NoodlesAtNight 11:36 pm [[Yes, of course. No need to work yourself up so. Though he appreciates that you did.]] *A small kiss to Prowl's shoulder again.*

[[He sees you remember it too.]] verdigrisprowl 11:37 pm Hard not to remember it. *it's the first glimpse he's got of Unicron in all his awful, Earth's-crust-free glory* NoodlesAtNight 11:38 pm *And the fate of his own alternate, unfortunately.* verdigrisprowl 11:38 pm *he's trying not to remember that* NoodlesAtNight 11:40 pm [[He assures you we have no interest in purple griffin bases or any of that.]] [[IIII is quite content with its blocky, nondescript building. Though red would suit it quite nicely, if only that didn't attract attention.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:41 pm [[...No. Scratch that. Too edible looking. We'd get nothing done for being hungry all day.]] verdigrisprowl 11:41 pm You could paint the inside red? NoodlesAtNight 11:42 pm *Appears to genuinely consider this* [[...Perhaps his office.]] [[Never mind. A satisfactory update, he hopes?]] verdigrisprowl 11:45 pm I'd be happy to hear more. *beat* ... But. I HAVE been sitting on your lap for an hour. NoodlesAtNight 11:46 pm [[Not at all something he minds, you should know. But he sees your point. There are better places for you to sit.]] *Peep tongue.* verdigrisprowl 11:48 pm That's actually the opposite of where I was going with that. *this time the tongue isn't escaping.* NoodlesAtNight 11:49 pm [[He's not so sure about that.]]

*This time, the owner of said tongue has no intention of letting it do so. Not when there's a whole Prowl mouth right there just doing nothing but talking.* *...And not even that, now.* verdigrisprowl 11:50 pm *aaaand claimed. It's now his.* NoodlesAtNight 11:52 pm *Good. He'll dibs Prowl himself, stand up, and carry his claim upstairs with him for full and proper enjoyment.* verdigrisprowl 11:53 pm *oh no, it seems that he's fallen prey to a carnivorous plant* NoodlesAtNight 11:54 pm *Just mind that it doesn't start singing.*

opatoes 8:05 pm Snow cat!! Show the snow cat again. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:05 pm *um. how educational is this.* NoodlesAtNight 8:06 pm [[What is wrong with talking about shoes?]] SCProwl 8:06 pm Shoes. Swervester 8:06 pm //i've seen this entire series like 4 times tbh and i think the most pertinent warnings are vulgar humor in unexpected places UnkillableJazz 8:06 pm There are lots of round planets Swervester 8:06 pm //also bees in a later episode if u fear bees NoodlesAtNight 8:06 pm ((ah! thank you. everyone read that)) [[...Oh, he's glad Prowl wasn't here for that.]] opatoes 8:07 pm There need to be more snow cats on Earth. Fix the Earth. NoodlesAtNight 8:07 pm [[Someone's stuck a stick in that whale.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:07 pm That fox is almost as fluffy as I am. opatoes 8:07 pm ... How fluffy are you? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:08 pm *the dragon poofs her fur out as far as she can! she is pretty much as fluffy as an arctic fox- which makes sense, since they share a similar biome. lots of fluff.* opatoes 8:09 pm ... That is. Very fluffy. Very, very, fluffy. Where does the fluff come from? UnkillableJazz 8:09 pm oh that looks fun SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:09 pm ...I grow it. NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm [[Where do you put it when you do not need it?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:09 pm ...I. I don't? It stays on me all the time. SunstreakerCMO 8:10 pm -what did he just walk in on?- FirstAidd 8:10 pm [waves at sunny] opatoes 8:10 pm ... How soft is your fluff? NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm [[You do not shed it?]] Swervester 8:10 pm Hey Aid. FirstAidd 8:10 pm hey swerve! SunstreakerCMO 8:10 pm Ah. Hello, First Aid. FirstAidd 8:10 pm Henlo opatoes 8:10 pm You. Greetings. NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm [[Greetings, all who have arrived.]] FirstAidd 8:10 pm Me. Uh.. greetings to you too..? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:10 pm Oh, I shed constantly- *sticks out her catlike tongue* But I clean it off before it makes a mess. opatoes 8:11 pm Greetings. Who are you supposed to be? FirstAidd 8:11 pm Uh.. First Aid. It's who I am. [who is this weird mech] NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm [[Ah. That is convenient.]] opatoes 8:12 pm You clean it? I assume you have some method of not clogging your tanks? I see. That's unfortunate. FirstAidd 8:12 pm Uh.. SunstreakerCMO 8:12 pm Are you okay, with all the... opatoes 8:12 pm ... It sounds like the kind of name that is a medic- and that is unfortunate, isn't it? NoodlesAtNight 8:12 pm [[Bongos are hardly part of the hunting process. That is soundtrack.]] Swervester 8:13 pm [snickers] FirstAidd 8:13 pm I mean.. I don't think it's unfortuante.. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:13 pm Yes, I purge it up later. *shrugs her wings* I have to purge up formaldehydes and formic acid anyways as a byproduct, so putting the hair with it makes it sting less. NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm *Plays a few notes of the relevant song.* [[Horrible, awful, cold, icy snow.]] *Shudder.* FirstAidd 8:13 pm And it's all fine Sunstreaker. The thing hasn't.. reattached, right? SunstreakerCMO 8:14 pm No, no...it has grown, and has...kinda gotten over that phase. FirstAidd 8:14 pm Huh opatoes 8:15 pm You don't? I suppose it could be worse. Your name isn't Flatline or Ratchet or something. you can do it, Snow cat. FirstAidd 8:15 pm I know both of those mechs.. but I only know Flatline by name opatoes 8:15 pm Oh. Oh, I'm sorry. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:15 pm *Ice Queen comes in belated, looking around* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:15 pm *the dragon chirps at her dragon friend!* NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm *Soundwave nods. Hello.* opatoes 8:16 pm This seems like a very cool place to be. NoodlesAtNight 8:16 pm *Slow stare at Smokescreen.* opatoes 8:16 pm ... What? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:16 pm ... *stares at Smokescreen* SunstreakerCMO 8:16 pm ...... opatoes 8:16 pm ............... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:16 pm Why does that fish have a stick on it. opatoes 8:16 pm Anyway, he mentioned jigsaw puzzles. Isn't that something? opatoes 8:17 pm Fish sticks. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:17 pm -chirps back! looks around- verdigrisprowl 8:17 pm *arrives late* NoodlesAtNight 8:17 pm [[Easy preparation for cooking, he assumes.]] *Soundwave looks up and pings Prowl. Greetings!* opatoes 8:17 pm /Turning around to nod at Prowl. He knows you!/ SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:17 pm ...Why does that fish have a single giant tooth on its face. SCProwl 8:17 pm *pings alternate* UnkillableJazz 8:18 pm Still can't believe this is the place that kept Megatron frozen for so long verdigrisprowl 8:18 pm *pings everyone who pings him, nods back at the bot that definitely isn't smokescreen.* FirstAidd 8:18 pm [waves at prowl] NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm [[If there is any good thing about snow, it is that.']] *Nodding to Jazz* verdigrisprowl 8:18 pm *waves back* opatoes 8:18 pm That snow cat looks so soft... NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm [[It is a bear, not a cat.]] opatoes 8:19 pm Oh. chronosmith 8:19 pm

opatoes 8:19 pm Unfortunate. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:19 pm ((HEY WHIRL)) Swervester 8:19 pm Hey Whirl. chronosmith 8:19 pm Not with THAT attitude. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:19 pm ((THE WOM IS HERE)) chronosmith 8:19 pm ((YE)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:19 pm ...Whirl. Why. NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm *Lifts a feeler to look over his back.* [[Voice of experience, Whirl?]] chronosmith 8:19 pm *bobs his head at Swerve* No, no. I've never made tender love to snow. FirstAidd 8:19 pm [blinks] verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm *sits with Soundwave* chronosmith 8:19 pm The strangest thing I ever fucked was a gun. *trots on in and makes his way to the couch* FirstAidd 8:20 pm .. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:20 pm *the dragon is so horrified* Swervester 8:20 pm I--wow. chronosmith 8:20 pm But it was on accident. FirstAidd 8:20 pm that's dedication NoodlesAtNight 8:20 pm [[You missed a tasteless joke. Welcome.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:20 pm ...What did you do, accidentally sit on it? UnkillableJazz 8:20 pm okay. chronosmith 8:20 pm It's a long story. NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm ((reminder to everyone coming in that i have no idea about anything in these documentaries but am told it's mostly just a bit of vulgar humor)) chronosmith 8:21 pm (( o7 )) UnkillableJazz 8:21 pm Sounds like every species on Earth chronosmith 8:21 pm Brawling is its own reward, really. opatoes 8:21 pm Why must they fight? Swervester 8:21 pm Wow that's a lot of blood. chronosmith 8:21 pm Damn, yeah, we missed the good one! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:22 pm ...He looks like he was put through a woodchipper. NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm [[Frenzy would agree with you, Whirl.]] chronosmith 8:22 pm Frenzy knows what's up, that's why. Chaifootsteps 8:22 pm *Speaking of gender stereotypes, he's just gonna slink in and find a spot to sit*. Swervester 8:22 pm Is it Rung's. opatoes 8:22 pm W. What is that? Is that a plant enemy NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm *Soundwave nods at Arcee. Welcome, welcome.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:22 pm ...That looks tasty. opatoes 8:22 pm It better not touch my garden. verdigrisprowl 8:22 pm *nods vaguely in Arcee's direction, hello.* NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm *Can he lean? He'd like to lean.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm Crunchy to eat. Chaifootsteps 8:23 pm *Arcee nods vaguely to both of them. Ideal method of communication right there.* verdigrisprowl 8:23 pm *he can absolutely lean.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm Although the cold hurts your teeth. chronosmith 8:23 pm *perks up and waves a claw at Arcee. And then proceeds to flop back all over the purple couch and take up all the room* opatoes 8:23 pm Oh! Prowl, did you get the opportunity to show your magnemite my puzzle? Was there a reaction? Should I make another? NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm [[Spider?]] NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[Oh.]] FirstAidd 8:24 pm [is likely sitting next to sunny] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:24 pm I think it's tasty. chronosmith 8:24 pm ((MOTHS ARE BEAUTIFUL)) UnkillableJazz 8:24 pm Evening! *he's waving at the people who recently came* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:24 pm ((THEY ARE)) Chaifootsteps 8:24 pm *Waves to Whirl*. SunstreakerCMO 8:24 pm -well, he's fine with the company- verdigrisprowl 8:24 pm I did. It enjoys it. It hasn't solved it yet, but it likes playing with it. NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm =...Would be fun to catch these.= chronosmith 8:25 pm Oh, yeah. *looks to Prowl* Yours is sticking around, too? opatoes 8:25 pm Oh? I'm glad- it sounds like it is challenging enough to be enjoyable. I was not sure if I made it too easy. Do let me know if I should make another, or give that one a new battery, or anything. NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm [[...Oh. Oh, dear.]] chronosmith 8:25 pm ...........*snickers* Chaifootsteps 8:25 pm ...I mean, if I could do that, I would too. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:25 pm At the risk of sounding sadistic... I want to throw them off a cliff. chronosmith 8:25 pm That fox had the same idea you did, Ravage. NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm [[If you haven't got anything better to play with, he supposes.]] verdigrisprowl 8:25 pm It hasn't tried to leave, so I guess so. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:26 pm They look pleasingly bouncy. SunstreakerCMO 8:26 pm -covers mouth to snicker at the bouncing birds- UnkillableJazz 8:26 pm ((sorry lost internet)) NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm =Hm. Two points to the fox.= SunstreakerCMO 8:26 pm -and then it's munched. Damn- NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm [[He hopes she does not care about leaving tracks to her den.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:26 pm It's definitely not the worst place to incubate her hatchlings. Nothing's going to try and eat her. chronosmith 8:27 pm Same. With my little... tire thing. I need to name it, now that I think about it. Chaifootsteps 8:27 pm Aww. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:27 pm You mean the Whirlbug? verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm Have you asked it if it has a name? UnkillableJazz 8:28 pm Hope the little one does alright chronosmith 8:28 pm Yeah! I guess if what they say is their names, it's a "whirlipede?" NoodlesAtNight 8:28 pm [[...It is a foot?]] chronosmith 8:28 pm I don't... know how to tlak to it. *pauses* Well, I mean, I DO talk to it, but I don't know what it's saying back. If it's saying anything. Or understands me. opatoes 8:29 pm ... Will humans lose their eyes eventually? verdigrisprowl 8:29 pm ... You haven't learned its language? UnkillableJazz 8:29 pm Who knows OmicronTheIceQueen 8:29 pm ((still around, on phone sorry, Icy's in a corner)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:29 pm *the dragon howls laughing* UnkillableJazz 8:29 pm apparently they're gonna loose something called a pinkie toe verdigrisprowl 8:30 pm ((check out these mature serious scientists)) chronosmith 8:30 pm No? *peers* Is there--you have a dictionary or something I can borrow? opatoes 8:30 pm Eat your avocado, old mech. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:30 pm ((I love it)) ((science is great)) opatoes 8:30 pm What? No Swervester 8:30 pm //i'm laughing bc iirc david attenborough actually denounced this series as being a mockery of serious documentaries verdigrisprowl 8:30 pm I know /mine's/ language. NoodlesAtNight 8:30 pm [[...He would keep Cybertron.]] chronosmith 8:30 pm It seems smart. I mean, we can sort of pantomime at each other. As much as a tire and someone with big unwieldy claws can pantomime. verdigrisprowl 8:31 pm ((...... that's the point???)) opatoes 8:31 pm ... Although, I do not want to lose my greenhouse. UnkillableJazz 8:31 pm ... Swervester 8:31 pm //yeah apparently he hates the series and thinks it undermines real documentaries and their points NoodlesAtNight 8:31 pm [[Yes. Yes they do.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:31 pm ((does he complain that the blair witch project also undermines real documentaries)) verdigrisprowl 8:31 pm I could give you my Magnemite dictionary? SunstreakerCMO 8:31 pm ... UnkillableJazz 8:31 pm Keeping Cybertron wasn't really a thing that happened here SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:31 pm ((or that one with the mermaids)) Swervester 8:31 pm //dunno lmao OmicronTheIceQueen 8:32 pm *Icy shifts closer to watch, letting a hatchling fall off her back* NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm *Looks at Jazz.* [[If your Cybertron is like the others he has seen in timelines like yours, likely you would not want it in its current state.]] opatoes 8:32 pm Prowl, could I see your magnemite dictionary? SunstreakerCMO 8:32 pm I am glad I do not have to be near that planet...aside from a few unfortunate times OmicronTheIceQueen 8:33 pm I like organic worlds like earth UnkillableJazz 8:33 pm Mine's in pieces verdigrisprowl 8:33 pm Sure. *pings* The grammar is... difficult. *half the grammar rules are "??! i give up"* NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm [[As long as the volcanoes do not fire purple lava, it is fine, he thinks.]] opatoes 8:34 pm Thank you very much- It is interesting to see, though. I wonder how it may compare to other pokemon languages, or if other pokemon can communicate with their languages. SunstreakerCMO 8:34 pm Purple? Why would it be purple? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:34 pm Another fluffy thing. NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm [[It wouldn't be, if all is well.]] SunstreakerCMO 8:34 pm .......... NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm [[MORE snow?]] OmicronTheIceQueen 8:34 pm You might not want to know shiny verdigrisprowl 8:34 pm I've never tried to learn any other Pokerman references. verdigrisprowl 8:35 pm *yes. he's already forgotten the word.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm Snow is highly important. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:35 pm Snow is good 😊 NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm [[It's horrid is what it is.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm ...Oh, goddess. They're tubes! Chaifootsteps 8:35 pm With little legs. SunstreakerCMO 8:35 pm ....'shiny'? NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm *Ravage points at the screen.* =Hot dogs.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm Who authorized the creation of those tubes. It's delightful! opatoes 8:35 pm Pokemon- It is Pokemon. Do you know others with Pokemon? Have you tried introducing your magnemite to other non-magnemite pokemon? It may be interesting to see if the language is the same, or if it adjusts when interacting with other Pokemon. verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm No, I can't take it to meet any others. UnkillableJazz 8:36 pm I haven't got to try Earth's snow yet Chaifootsteps 8:36 pm The novelty wears off fast. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:36 pm Its fuuun SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:36 pm Is snow different between planets? opatoes 8:36 pm ... You cannot? Is there a reason for that? verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm Yes. UnkillableJazz 8:37 pm Depends what's frozen in it SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:37 pm Fair enough. chronosmith 8:37 pm ((sorry i had to go fight with the goddamned washing machine)) NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm ((who won)) verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm ((show it who's boss SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:37 pm ((kick its ass wom)) NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm [[Finally.]] chronosmith 8:38 pm ((i did, at last)) NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm [[Where is Smokescreen when you wish to refer to past pranks.]] opatoes 8:38 pm Fair enough. ... Past pranks? chronosmith 8:38 pm Huh. Well... if you know any... "pokerman" linguists who wanna help, send me their frequency. Because I'm not one. NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm [[Nothing. Nothing.]] opatoes 8:38 pm No, no, tell me. SunstreakerCMO 8:39 pm The...what? Swervester 8:39 pm [snickers] verdigrisprowl 8:39 pm *oh, they're talking about Pokémon in the documentary.* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:40 pm *head tilts....and then chirps, watching Peddles daring to sniff a chair* SunstreakerCMO 8:40 pm -confused noise- verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm *maybe they'll talk about Magnemite.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:40 pm So, how do they keep the plants from rotting away in their hoards? Chaifootsteps 8:40 pm I like their little hands. chronosmith 8:40 pm Maybe they can still eat it when it's rotten. verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm *... looks for their hands* Chaifootsteps 8:40 pm ...Oh Primus. NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm [[Hm. They do have a wise plan to-- ha.]] chronosmith 8:40 pm .... *listens. Peers* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:41 pm ......thats a sparkling sound SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm *the dragon peeps similarly* NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm *Plays back the noise and huffs.* chronosmith 8:41 pm *imitates the soft Pika noise?* verdigrisprowl 8:41 pm *their hands are indeed little.* chronosmith 8:41 pm *tries again. There. Peeps. Peeping on the couch* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm *the dragon will peep too* NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm *Peeps back to the dragon and Whirl.* chronosmith 8:41 pm *Real Peeping Hours* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:42 pm *HEAD SNAPS AROUND at that sound * SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:42 pm *Real Peeping Hours* opatoes 8:42 pm ... /Tries peeping as well./ Swervester 8:42 pm Fist fights OmicronTheIceQueen 8:42 pm *reflexively Chirps a question back* UnkillableJazz 8:42 pm *Jazz might be tempted to adopt that creature* NoodlesAtNight 8:42 pm *Looks at Prowl.* @P: [[Furry cuffs.]] verdigrisprowl 8:42 pm *SNORTS* SunstreakerCMO 8:42 pm ..... chronosmith 8:42 pm Why... opatoes 8:42 pm "How's your father?" UnkillableJazz 8:43 pm What's nasty about it? opatoes 8:43 pm What if their sire is dead? chronosmith 8:43 pm Why are they playing an instrumental rendition of "Daisy Bell?" Is "a bicycle built for two" a euphemism nobody told me about? NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[A bicycle built /of/ two, perhaps.]] Swervester 8:43 pm Probably. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:43 pm *the dragon squints at Whirl. what the hell is he talking about.* NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[Unless the bicycle is into threesomes.]] UnkillableJazz 8:43 pm or more Swervester 8:44 pm That's so weird. chronosmith 8:44 pm Well you'd need at least two wheels for THAT. I guess the rest of us are SOL. Swervester 8:44 pm Why are animals weird. opatoes 8:44 pm Organics are bizarre. SunstreakerCMO 8:44 pm ............ OmicronTheIceQueen 8:44 pm O__o SunstreakerCMO 8:44 pm Aid? OmicronTheIceQueen 8:45 pm *mimics the elk sound* verdigrisprowl 8:45 pm *... elk peeing on themselves is no weirder than things Prowl's seen other organics do.* chronosmith 8:45 pm *snickers* NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm *Slight flinch* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:45 pm ((actually, that is about what it sounds like)) FirstAidd 8:45 pm yes? UnkillableJazz 8:45 pm It sounds like it's dying... Swervester 8:45 pm Is it ok SunstreakerCMO 8:45 pm -gestures to the screen- NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm [[Ah. So this is what Thunderhoof's ornaments are for.]] chronosmith 8:45 pm Neat! SunstreakerCMO 8:45 pm That? FirstAidd 8:46 pm ..yes that OmicronTheIceQueen 8:46 pm *she looks at hatchling* Peddles: ............*soft mew* close enough opatoes 8:46 pm Why do they walk on four legs? SunstreakerCMO 8:46 pm What....oh verdigrisprowl 8:46 pm Because they have four feet. Chaifootsteps 8:46 pm There they go. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:46 pm Because bipedalism is bad for the spine. chronosmith 8:46 pm Because it's fun. SunstreakerCMO 8:46 pm Oh never mind opatoes 8:46 pm It is? My spinal strut is fine. UnkillableJazz 8:46 pm I've heard those creatures get stuck together in those fights FirstAidd 8:46 pm [gestures] nature NoodlesAtNight 8:47 pm [[What happens then? Who separates them?]] SunstreakerCMO 8:47 pm -face meet palms- UnkillableJazz 8:47 pm I think they die if their horns don't break SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:47 pm If I tried to stand on my hind legs and walk around like that, I'd need spine surgery. SunstreakerCMO 8:47 pm Great... verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm He's very eager for that volcano to go. Chaifootsteps 8:48 pm Too eager. Is he planning something? NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm =Laserbeak.= [[Perhaps he has hidden something inside the volcano.]] opatoes 8:49 pm Perhaps he has some particularly good insurance. chronosmith 8:49 pm Oh yeah, me too. That's my Friday night. I've puked energon all over the mountains by my house. UnkillableJazz 8:49 pm efficient tree planters chronosmith 8:49 pm I've got stashes for days. NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm [[That's horrific.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:49 pm *snickers a little at Ravage's comment. she's seen Her Bird eat. Laserbeak has an impressive stomach.* chronosmith 8:50 pm It would be, if it was true. opatoes 8:50 pm I should leave some of my tree seeds out for these birds. NoodlesAtNight 8:50 pm *What, you think all that space in her back is for holding bits of grenades?* verdigrisprowl 8:50 pm ... If you drank less energon ultimately you'd contain more energon. chronosmith 8:50 pm This is my Saturday night. I'm always chewing up trees. opatoes 8:50 pm Beavers are a destructive force. Swervester 8:51 pm ..H-how do you-- NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm =Wasn't going to ask.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:51 pm *it absolutely isn't for grenades, that would be inane* SunstreakerCMO 8:51 pm . . . . NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm [[Hm. He knows what beast mode the Constructicons might have.]] chronosmith 8:51 pm I just smash my face again and again into trees like a woodpecker. opatoes 8:51 pm The foxtrot? What is that? Swervester 8:51 pm Oh. chronosmith 8:51 pm A dance. NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm [[A beaver, you cracked circuit board.]] UnkillableJazz 8:52 pm narrator sounds happier verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm ... I'm more doubtful of your ability to find trees. opatoes 8:52 pm I meant the dance, not- I know what beavers are. chronosmith 8:52 pm Well... to be honest. Trees are smelly. Especially... *faraway look*

.......pine trees. verdigrisprowl 8:53 pm ......... Are they? chronosmith 8:53 pm *stares silently into space* verdigrisprowl 8:53 pm *... he'll wait.* NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm *Soundwave takes note of that look.* =Bite it.= Chaifootsteps 8:53 pm *Is getting a reminder in why he likes Whirl*. chronosmith 8:53 pm *finally speaks, slowly* Ye-es. They are. If you can smell with a damn. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:54 pm Peddles *sitting under someone's chair?* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:54 pm *the dragon can't believe all these puns* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:54 pm *puns are epic* verdigrisprowl 8:54 pm ... Do they smell unpleasant? Or just—smell? chronosmith 8:54 pm Depends on the tree. They have different smells, really. NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm *Ah, that beautiful shot of water they keep returning to...* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:55 pm *HAHAHAHAHA* verdigrisprowl 8:55 pm Oh. *he supposes that makes sense.* opatoes 8:55 pm Some plants have an incredibly foul smell- one of my flowers smells disgusting when it is blooming. UnkillableJazz 8:55 pm the fox OmicronTheIceQueen 8:55 pm *barks a laugh* that's a predacon SunstreakerCMO 8:55 pm ....he really is waiting for that volcano to go up SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:55 pm That's a dragon! opatoes 8:55 pm I am fortunate not to have a nose. NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm ((we'll do two more)) chronosmith 8:55 pm *gestures to Ravage* You feel me, right? Some trees just kinda smell... y'know, fresh, and some are stinky, and some are possessed of a fragrance of unbelievable beauty that kind of captures the senses and traps you in a cage of olfactory delight? Yeah? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm ((two more after this?)) NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm ((this and another)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm ((thank for explain)) opatoes 8:56 pm Kitty!! NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm *Ravage contemplates the question* OmicronTheIceQueen 8:57 pm *chirps at Dragon, is she doing Dragon Duty for anyone tonight?* UnkillableJazz 8:58 pm Octopus NoodlesAtNight 8:58 pm =Magnolias. That is beautiful smelling.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:58 pm *the dragon is hanging out with Soundwave, loafing around and being cute* SunstreakerCMO 8:58 pm ........ chronosmith 8:58 pm Magnolia, hm? I'll have to check those out. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:58 pm *would dragon like a Peddles visit?* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:58 pm *dragon would LOVE a Peddles visit* radioactivibee 8:58 pm Earth's oceans? opatoes 8:58 pm !! Honeypot? What are you doing here? SunstreakerCMO 8:59 pm -he can see why humans stay away from the oceans now- Swervester 8:59 pm Hey Bee. radioactivibee 8:59 pm Hey Swerve, hi Smokescreen. opatoes 8:59 pm /He is quietly going over to sit near Bumblebee. And maybe awkwardly set a drink in his lap./ chronosmith 8:59 pm *PERKS up. Are we going to see barnacles? Barnacles? ARE WE???* radioactivibee 8:59 pm I saw Round PLanet and thought it would be fun. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:59 pm Ah, so this is why clams are stupid. OmicronTheIceQueen 8:59 pm *purrs at her hatchling, the quiet one to move from chair to chair and such. sniffing legs and pedes without touching* NoodlesAtNight 9:00 pm *Soundwave leans against Prowl. Oh, let there be at least one octopus.* [[That /is/ a pleasant instrument. They have good taste.]] UnkillableJazz 9:00 pm Oh, those are gorgeous OmicronTheIceQueen 9:00 pm Moon jellies? Chaifootsteps 9:00 pm Lovely. radioactivibee 9:00 pm [Looks down at the drink and gives Smokescreen a smile.] Awe, thanks Smokey. opatoes 9:00 pm Look- radioactivibee 9:00 pm ...what are gonads? chronosmith 9:00 pm Oh yeah. That's my Sunday night. opatoes 9:00 pm Look. I simply had an extra one. Do not think anything of it. chronosmith 9:00 pm Trapping small animals in my mucous-covered body. NoodlesAtNight 9:00 pm [[Whirl, don't you dare go into details.]] [[Primus damn it.]] radioactivibee 9:01 pm Oh. Of course. ...Whirl. We don't...have mucous. chronosmith 9:01 pm I didn't say anything about my mouth-bottom, now. Chaifootsteps 9:01 pm Whirl, I feel like we need to hang out on the weekend. chronosmith 9:01 pm You don't know that! SunstreakerCMO 9:01 pm ...what is that? verdigrisprowl 9:01 pm Your weekends are much more exciting than mine. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:01 pm Whirl, you are my friend, but I desperately need you to not tell me more about this. radioactivibee 9:01 pm Do YOU have mucous? chronosmith 9:01 pm I could be full of mucous. Lousy with it. What if I'm made ENTIRELY of mucous right now? SunstreakerCMO 9:01 pm Oh Swervester 9:01 pm I wish my weekends were less exciting NoodlesAtNight 9:01 pm *To Prowl* [[If you want to have mucus weekends, please do not invite him.]] opatoes 9:01 pm ... /Scooting away from Whirl./ radioactivibee 9:01 pm I don't think that's how mucous works. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:01 pm Peddles: *sniffing her way to the Dragon scent* NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm [[Absolutely impossible to clean out.]] chronosmith 9:02 pm And, hell yeah, Arcee. I'll fly into the city to see you, mech. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:02 pm *the dragon peeps at Peddles* verdigrisprowl 9:02 pm *glances at Soundwave* Well, there go MY undeveloped weekend plans. chronosmith 9:02 pm Look at what you all did. You spoiled it for Prowl. NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm [[...You can't be serious.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 9:02 pm Peddles: *mews back! how does she cross all that spaaace?!* Chaifootsteps 9:02 pm Beautiful. Can't wait. chronosmith 9:02 pm No mucousy delights for HIM, now. verdigrisprowl 9:02 pm *... humor ping* radioactivibee 9:02 pm ... opatoes 9:02 pm Bumblebug. You will come home with me. I have an important virtual environment development project to share with you. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:02 pm *peep peep!* NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm *Hold on. How did Arcee get Whirl into the city? Amazing!* radioactivibee 9:02 pm Why would anyone WANT mucousy delights? NoodlesAtNight 9:03 pm *Grateful ping in response to the humor* radioactivibee 9:03 pm You have a what now? chronosmith 9:03 pm *by being Arcee* radioactivibee 9:03 pm Is it for Knock Out? chronosmith 9:03 pm Oh my god, I love that thing. opatoes 9:03 pm I have a virtual- no, no. I wish to share my virtual home with him, but I made it in my spare time. chronosmith 9:03 pm Look at it. I love it. NoodlesAtNight 9:03 pm =HA.= chronosmith 9:03 pm It's got a tube on its forehead. Chaifootsteps 9:03 pm *These may or may not be the first words he and this Whirl have ever exchanged*. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:03 pm Peddles: *mew!* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:03 pm ...Goddess, why does that look like something that lives on my planet. radioactivibee 9:03 pm Virtual home? opatoes 9:04 pm Yes. verdigrisprowl 9:04 pm *... hold on.* Are you living in the city now, Arcee? I thought you just visited. radioactivibee 9:04 pm Is this a puzzle thing? NoodlesAtNight 9:04 pm *LEANS BACK* radioactivibee 9:04 pm Oh Primus what is that thing UnkillableJazz 9:04 pm oh OmicronTheIceQueen 9:04 pm ............... chronosmith 9:04 pm *Whirl has, I believe, interacted with Arcee once years ago. But he's met his universe's Arcee. Arcees in general are kickass* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:04 pm well then chronosmith 9:04 pm Aww, look at it! opatoes 9:04 pm No, not quite, though I do have puzzles in my home with the help of different pressure plates. SunstreakerCMO 9:04 pm . . . chronosmith 9:04 pm Precious. NoodlesAtNight 9:04 pm [[That was... ah. Hmm. No. Thank you.]] Chaifootsteps 9:04 pm *As are Whirls. So everyone wins*. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:04 pm Actually, I think that actually may be something that does live on my planet. Underwater invertebrates causing diabetic shock sounds familiar. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:04 pm Peddles: *frighten sound at the screen* verdigrisprowl 9:04 pm *nods at the screen* Is that what your Mondays look like, Whirl? SunstreakerCMO 9:04 pm -okay then- radioactivibee 9:04 pm Um. Ok. It sounds like something I have to see to understand so sure, I'll come over some time and check it out. chronosmith 9:05 pm Nah, my mondays... *gestures grandly to self, and then to the bar* NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm [[If they are, Rumble has much to explain to him.]] chronosmith 9:05 pm THIS is my Mondays. When I'm feeling social. radioactivibee 9:05 pm Fair. opatoes 9:05 pm Good. You will appreciate it. I have cacti protecting my home from skeletons and slag. chronosmith 9:05 pm (9CURNOIDSD)) NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm *From over the PA system:* //HEY!// chronosmith 9:05 pm ((AHHH CRICNOIDS)) radioactivibee 9:05 pm ....Skeletons? opatoes 9:05 pm Yes? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:05 pm ((oh it's the anusfish)) radioactivibee 9:05 pm Ok. Oh Primus................. chronosmith 9:05 pm *snickers* radioactivibee 9:05 pm That's gross. Chaifootsteps 9:06 pm *To Prowl* ...Er, no. I'm...sort of all over the place right now. opatoes 9:06 pm Oh no. verdigrisprowl 9:06 pm ... Fair. *clearly, Prowl is not getting in on these japes. that's fine, it was a long shot.* radioactivibee 9:06 pm Oh.. Oh. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:06 pm *snorts* chronosmith 9:06 pm Getting enveloped by freaky gastropods is my TUESDAY night. verdigrisprowl 9:06 pm Oh? radioactivibee 9:06 pm Why? chronosmith 9:06 pm ...ok I'm. UnkillableJazz 9:06 pm okay then radioactivibee 9:06 pm .............. chronosmith 9:06 pm THIS is not my wednesday night. SunstreakerCMO 9:06 pm ................ radioactivibee 9:06 pm Is this how Metrotitans feel? chronosmith 9:06 pm Small fish don't climb into me to breed. chronosmith 9:07 pm That I KNOW of. opatoes 9:07 pm Most likely. How is your metrotitan mate? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:07 pm That you know of. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:07 pm Peddles: *creeps closer to Dragon, hatchling is trying to be sneeky* radioactivibee 9:07 pm Metroplex isn't my mate! opatoes 9:07 pm ... He is not? SunstreakerCMO 9:07 pm I did not need that imagery in my mind radioactivibee 9:07 pm He's fine though. NoodlesAtNight 9:07 pm [[Oh, these. He likes these.]] radioactivibee 9:07 pm No. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:07 pm *casually hangs her tail off the edge of the arm of the couch and twitches it for the hatchling* opatoes 9:07 pm ... Hm. Odd. chronosmith 9:07 pm *Whirl supports your interest in the japes, Prowl. Just give him a moment or two, he'll get ya* radioactivibee 9:07 pm No he's not. I'm just. Living in him. opatoes 9:07 pm I suppose that is how it starts out. chronosmith 9:08 pm That one's cute t--- radioactivibee 9:08 pm I'm not dating a Metrotitan! chronosmith 9:08 pm ...adorable radioactivibee 9:08 pm ... NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm [[Isn't it.]] opatoes 9:08 pm I know you aren't dating one yet. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:08 pm That's delightful. NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm @P: [[This is his Monday night.]] chronosmith 9:08 pm This was me the last time I was out on your dance floor, Soundwave. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:08 pm Peddles: *slowly bats at dragon tail once over* chronosmith 9:08 pm And tried to eat Prowl. UnkillableJazz 9:08 pm rip crab radioactivibee 9:08 pm Smokescreen! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:09 pm *twitchy twitch! look at this fun and wiggly tail!* opatoes 9:09 pm ... What? chronosmith 9:09 pm ...*tilts head* Did I ever apologize for trying to devour your spark? I mean. I feel like maybe that's something I should apologize for. NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm [[He recalls much less mouth splaying on Prowl's part of that.]] opatoes 9:09 pm Is my teasing too much? ... This is teasing, correct? chronosmith 9:09 pm Yeah, I had to do the mouth-splaying for the both of us. He'll get me next time. verdigrisprowl 9:09 pm *HUFF* FirstAidd 9:09 pm //off to bed! night! radioactivibee 9:09 pm It is and...no. I just get riled up too easily sometimes. chronosmith 9:09 pm ((night!)) opatoes 9:09 pm ((awww nini! verdigrisprowl 9:09 pm You're safe, I don't like chewing. radioactivibee 9:09 pm (( goodnight! NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm ((night!)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:09 pm ((nini!)) OmicronTheIceQueen 9:09 pm Peddles: *pats at the tail!* SunstreakerCMO 9:09 pm ((g'night~ opatoes 9:09 pm Mmhm. Perhaps because you secretly admire someone? OmicronTheIceQueen 9:09 pm [rest well!] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:09 pm *wiggle woggle* chronosmith 9:09 pm 9DNFJNM)__) (crinodis)) chronosmith 9:10 pm (9I LOVE THEM SO MUCH CRIES)) radioactivibee 9:10 pm I secretly admire a lot of bots. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:10 pm [aren't theycool?] opatoes 9:10 pm Do you? radioactivibee 9:10 pm But not Metroplex. chronosmith 9:10 pm My Thursday nights. opatoes 9:10 pm Oh. You openly admire him? chronosmith 9:10 pm Jittering spreadeagled along the seabed with the boys. verdigrisprowl 9:10 pm Pff. chronosmith 9:10 pm Eating any old rubbish. radioactivibee 9:10 pm No, he's like....he's a friend. chronosmith 9:10 pm ((oh my goood lomk at that crinoid)) radioactivibee 9:11 pm It's like how I feel about Ultra Magnus I guess. opatoes 9:11 pm ... Hm. Disappointing. chronosmith 9:11 pm Also extruding my stomach and oozing digestive juices on my food. With the boys. radioactivibee 9:11 pm Did you want me to frag a Metrotitan? NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm ((oh my god look at it swimming)) opatoes 9:11 pm What? No, no, I want you to- I suppose it is not disappointing after all. verdigrisprowl 9:11 pm ... Who are "the boys"? radioactivibee 9:11 pm ...I had no idea those things moved like that what the frag chronosmith 9:11 pm Killer and the sentient tire. radioactivibee 9:12 pm Ow. verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm Ah. Yes, of course. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:12 pm most all things in the sea water opatoes 9:12 pm Heh. I am that crab. radioactivibee 9:12 pm ... chronosmith 9:12 pm I use "the boys" as a gender-neutral term because I have no idea how space barnacle gender works. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:12 pm ((I love seeing local waters n.n)) NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm =Overproductively.= verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm I—I don't understand gender. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:12 pm Gender is fake. chronosmith 9:13 pm Yeah, I don't blame you. I say: don't sweat it. *waves a claw* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:13 pm ...Oh, the march of the snacks! UnkillableJazz 9:13 pm the swaying dance radioactivibee 9:13 pm I only chose pronouns for the humans. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:13 pm Peddles: *kitten spazz paws* chronosmith 9:13 pm And, you're not wrong, Ravage. Luckily, Killer hasn't spawned anytime soon. Chaifootsteps 9:13 pm ...... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:13 pm That blanket is alive. Swervester 9:14 pm //rays are so slimy OmicronTheIceQueen 9:14 pm crunchies chronosmith 9:14 pm This is my Friday but only when I need to shed my exoskeleton and aren't busy with puking energon all over the mountains. Swervester 9:14 pm //and the sucking they do is wild verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm I thought you already covered Friday. chronosmith 9:14 pm Getting eating by giant rays is also part of the deal. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:14 pm *wiggles her tail for Peddles* That blanket is alive and living its best life. NoodlesAtNight 9:14 pm [[Obviously we are into the next week.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 9:14 pm (not all have a slime coat) verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm Ah. chronosmith 9:15 pm Yep. That's why I said "aren't busy, et cetera, puking energon." NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm *And Soundwave understands very little about alien genders himself, so he will not pipe in on that.* verdigrisprowl 9:15 pm Yes, I see. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:15 pm Peddles: *sits back, standing is hard, waaatching that tail* UnkillableJazz 9:15 pm I'll opt out of getting eaten radioactivibee 9:15 pm Same. Chaifootsteps 9:15 pm *He's biting his tongue on the subject*. radioactivibee 9:15 pm It doesn't look fun. chronosmith 9:15 pm *sighs* It's a dirty job, but someone has to do it. Might as well be me. opatoes 9:15 pm Indeed. I enjoy not being a meal. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:15 pm *watch the tail... watch it woggle. watch it twitch. watch it wiggle.* verdigrisprowl 9:15 pm *Prowl doesn't even understand Cybertronian genders, he's not going to venture any opinions on alien ones.* chronosmith 9:16 pm Like... scraplets. radioactivibee 9:16 pm Ugh. Scraplets. UnkillableJazz 9:16 pm what are those? chronosmith 9:16 pm They're neat! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:16 pm Apparently, scraplets. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:16 pm Peddles: *head turning back and forth* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:16 pm Now that's a snack. chronosmith 9:16 pm Imagine a cloud. Now imagine the cloud is made of millions of microscopic machines that wanna eat you. That's scraplets. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:16 pm Scraplets should all freeze verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm They're bigger in some universes. SunstreakerCMO 9:17 pm Well radioactivibee 9:17 pm If the baby whale dies I swear to Primus..... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:17 pm *waves her tail carefully back and forth* UnkillableJazz 9:17 pm Ah, I think they were killed off on my Cybertron verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm Lucky. chronosmith 9:17 pm Haven't seen any on my end in a long, long time. NoodlesAtNight 9:17 pm *Oh? Do they get to hear the songs?* opatoes 9:17 pm ... Face book? Is that the covenant? radioactivibee 9:18 pm ...............yes. SunstreakerCMO 9:18 pm Oh! NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm *Scooting forward with interest* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:18 pm Peedles: *swaying kitten watching....and tries to pounce, aiming as far up to where the tail isn't moving as much* chronosmith 9:18 pm Being rounded up and swallowed in a single gulp by giant whales is my Saturday night but only once every six months. radioactivibee 9:19 pm Whirl, what the frag even is your universe? NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm [[...That is fantastic.]]

((oh my god that commentary)) opatoes 9:19 pm I wish to go on a cruise. Bumblebug. Join me on a puzzle material obtaining cruise? chronosmith 9:19 pm I dunno. Haven't seen it in four years or so. radioactivibee 9:19 pm ...What kind of material? opatoes 9:19 pm ... Material. Humans leave it out. NoodlesAtNight 9:20 pm ((last one)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:21 pm *ah ah ah, no ACTUALLY catching the tail. Peddles is a cute hatchling, but she's made of metal, and the dragon is mere flesh and blood* radioactivibee 9:21 pm Oh, ok. That's ok. Sure, I'll go on a cruise with you. opatoes 9:21 pm Good, good! Your help will be appreciated. radioactivibee 9:22 pm So what kind of puzzles are you making? UnkillableJazz 9:22 pm those looked like the views from the landing except there were city lights cause it was night OmicronTheIceQueen 9:22 pm Peddles: *she gonna try! pats are getting more noticeable, hopefully the side dragon is on couch the mech's okay* radioactivibee 9:23 pm What strange creatures. NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm [[Swerve, they take after you.]] radioactivibee 9:23 pm [snickers] NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm [[Grassquest.]] Swervester 9:23 pm They do! verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm ((they spell the cameraman's name differently every time)) NoodlesAtNight 9:24 pm [[...They're much less intelligent, however. The grass is already right there.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:24 pm *OH HECK THE HATCHLING GOT HER. cue horrified dragon expression as she's dragged off the couch. if she had to die, at least she died keeping a hatchling entertained* Swervester 9:24 pm Maybe they eat it before moving on? verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm Presumably, if they didn't move, the grass would be eaten up. NoodlesAtNight 9:24 pm *Jazzy zebras. Looks at Jazz. He doesn't seem particularly zebra-ish.* opatoes 9:24 pm Oh! I am working on a magnetic bead puzzle at the moment. NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm [[Does it not keep gro- Ravage, sit DOWN.]] *Ravage is perked and watching.* Swervester 9:25 pm [grins] verdigrisprowl 9:25 pm *heard the word "magnet"* What? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:25 pm ((ravage is extremely valid)) chronosmith 9:25 pm My Sunday nights, if I'm drinking heavily. I become a walking sausage. radioactivibee 9:25 pm ... Didn't need to know. chronosmith 9:25 pm But now you DO. NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm *Ravage eyes Whirl and licks his chops.* radioactivibee 9:25 pm Yeah. I wish I didn't. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:25 pm Peddles: *shes not as bite-y as her brother and just endgs up with Dragon hugged to chest and sprawled on the groung* Swervester 9:26 pm Is this why Ravage likes nature docs? NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm [[...Imagine a Seeker flying through that.]] radioactivibee 9:26 pm Lookit all those chickens. opatoes 9:26 pm ... Magnetic bead puzzle? They can be molded in a number of ways, but if you manage to mold them in certain ways, it will light up. NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm =Many reasons.= verdigrisprowl 9:26 pm *HUFF* chronosmith 9:26 pm *you get a sly and amused glance, Ravage. You already got dibs to devour him when he dies, buddy. You Know* radioactivibee 9:26 pm So the puzzle just lights up when you do it right? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:26 pm *this is a remarkably painless way to die. a little crushing, but not so bad.* NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm *Okay, but try to die a sausage.* chronosmith 9:26 pm Pfft. As if any JET could handle flying through anything as complicated as that. verdigrisprowl 9:26 pm ... can't you just disassemble and reassemble the beads in the correct pattern? OmicronTheIceQueen 9:26 pm *highly likes this* chronosmith 9:27 pm Can't even hover or fly backwards. Pathetic. verdigrisprowl 9:27 pm That's the joke. Hundreds of dead birds and a screaming seeker. NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm *Thank you for getting it, Prowl.* verdigrisprowl 9:27 pm *he's imagining starscream's indignant squawks.* chronosmith 9:27 pm ..okay, fair. That IS a pretty funny mental image. NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm [[It is, is it not?]] chronosmith 9:28 pm *snickers* NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm [[Skywarp warping straight into the cloud.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 9:28 pm Peddles: *sits, erm, sprawls and starts purring* chronosmith 9:28 pm He was walking around, hunched over like he was doing the Thriller dance. opatoes 9:28 pm Well- yes. But the challenge is bringing it to those positions. They are connected in a way so they cannot be completely disassembled separated, so you do not lose the beads. They are not the most complex, but they are nice to the touch. verdigrisprowl 9:29 pm ... Hm. *he wants one.* NoodlesAtNight 9:29 pm =Have not.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:29 pm *purrs along with Peddles, as long as the hatchling avoids squishing her too badly* chronosmith 9:29 pm Oh lord. radioactivibee 9:29 pm Doesn't it hurt their tongues? opatoes 9:29 pm ... I suppose it could use more complexity. NoodlesAtNight 9:29 pm [[They have plenty of tongue to spare.]] chronosmith 9:29 pm *the phrase "half-meter longue tongue has him flashing back to his best bud's horrific maw* NoodlesAtNight 9:30 pm *Good thing Whirl's only seen that one.* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:30 pm Peddles: *like a tight hug but that's about it...and some lickies* radioactivibee 9:30 pm You have plenty of tentacle to spare, what if one got stabbed with a thorn or five? verdigrisprowl 9:30 pm *prowl's certainly picturing SOMEBODY'S tongue.* NoodlesAtNight 9:30 pm [[He'd stab the thorn bearer back. Obviously.]] chronosmith 9:30 pm *it's just the drool that gets him, honestly. Teeth are good.Tongues are fine. But drool is a no-go* UnkillableJazz 9:30 pm There's a brown patch int their wake chronosmith 9:30 pm I had a tongue once. It was pretty long. Not gonna lie, being able to taste again was neat. verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm ((thwip thwip thwip thwip)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:31 pm *licks are ALWAYS valid and accepted. if the dragon can get to Peddles' snout she'll clean the hatchling right back* chronosmith 9:31 pm ...wait, I had a tongue twice. radioactivibee 9:31 pm Not all problems can be solved by stabbing them. NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm *Soundwave decides to make the picturing a bit easier with several self-taken closeups of Things.* chronosmith 9:31 pm ((thwip thwip thwip thwip)) Chaifootsteps 9:31 pm Disagreed. verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm Stab wounds. chronosmith 9:31 pm To be fair, Arcee--some are better solved with shooting them. radioactivibee 9:31 pm ... NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm [[He thinks that was one of the first times he met you. The long tongue. It was disappointing to find out you did not have that as a permanent feature. It amused him.]] radioactivibee 9:31 pm No wonder the war lasted so long. chronosmith 9:31 pm Yeah. It amused me, too. Chaifootsteps 9:31 pm Or punching them. Or kicking them into hot plasma. verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm *... small rev. thanks, soundwave.* radioactivibee 9:32 pm If only we could've solved it with tongues. opatoes 9:32 pm Oh! I have blueprints for this one, but I have never attempted it, perhaps I can attempt to make one of these levitating construction puzzles to share. chronosmith 9:32 pm My Monday nights when I'm not here. NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm *Sitting here like the most angelic ex-con you ever did see.* opatoes 9:32 pm I need to test it out and see how it works, though. chronosmith 9:32 pm I'm being the Deadliest Handbag on Earth. NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm [[Oh, he likes the hot plasma.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:32 pm *wiggles a little. she wants to see the crocs too!* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:32 pm Peddles: *rolls over, wide optic up at screen* chronosmith 9:32 pm Setting on fire is also very fun. NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm [[It worked well for Airachnid. ... Well. That was molten metal, but details.]] radioactivibee 9:32 pm If anyone can figure it out, it's you, Smokescreen. Chaifootsteps 9:32 pm You really can't go wrong with hot plasma. verdigrisprowl 9:32 pm That's a long trip just to be a deadly handbag. radioactivibee 9:32 pm How about getting along and saying hello? chronosmith 9:32 pm Not to mention being dismembered by a space barnacle, which I have only seen once. opatoes 9:32 pm ... Of course I can. /His doorwings are perking up, flattered./ NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm *huffs at the handbag bit* chronosmith 9:33 pm Hey, it's worth it. Nothing boosts the self-confidence like standing on an alien world thinking, "That's me. I'M the deadliest handbag here." NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm ((gahewahahahahaha)) chronosmith 9:33 pm You oughta try it. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:33 pm ((hey worm look it's seera)) opatoes 9:33 pm On the topic of construction puzzles, I think I have a few sets that connect together. One is in basic shapes, and I think it is meant for bitlets, and one is meant to form fractals and organic cellular structures, I think. chronosmith 9:34 pm ((i just messaged her 😎 )() NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm ((this hyena sequence: more educational than lion guard)) chronosmith 9:34 pm ((IT'S HER... HYENA!!)_) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:34 pm ((lmaooooo)) ((the yeena!)) Chaifootsteps 9:34 pm ((*HONK*)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:34 pm ((I sent her like 30 of the lil rubber hyena item in flight rising)) verdigrisprowl 9:34 pm I'm afraid I don't make much of a handbag. chronosmith 9:34 pm We can fix that. NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm [[Hm. In his opinion, you look rather nice on his arm.]] chronosmith 9:34 pm We just need a really big zipper. *peers* NoodlesAtNight 9:35 pm ((how to reduce your documentary budget: film the fire portion in california)) verdigrisprowl 9:35 pm ... My shoulders do this? *pops them open to show that they actually have hidden compartments.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:35 pm ((lol)) verdigrisprowl 9:35 pm *the compartments hide two tires.* chronosmith 9:35 pm Hmmm. *streetches his neck out, peering more* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:35 pm Peddles: *she lets go and scoots to under the couch* NoodlesAtNight 9:35 pm =Hm. I'd hunt it.= chronosmith 9:36 pm You know, that'll do. Just pop a zipper on there and bam. You're a handbag. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:36 pm *FREEDOM* opatoes 9:36 pm ... I also have a few jigsaw puzzles. Would you like to try one on those with me, Bumblebee? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:36 pm *back onto the couch with her, to see if the crocs return!* opatoes 9:37 pm They are enjoyable with a partner. radioactivibee 9:37 pm Sure! opatoes 9:37 pm !! /Stopping everything to watch the kitties/ Bumblebee. Kittens. verdigrisprowl 9:37 pm Sounds like a plan. radioactivibee 9:37 pm I'm not that good with puzzles, it'd be good to have help. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:37 pm Peddles: *watching from under, head resting near a suport* radioactivibee 9:37 pm You like kittens? opatoes 9:37 pm ... I can appreciate them. radioactivibee 9:37 pm They're cute. NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm =I did that to a minitank.= verdigrisprowl 9:37 pm *there. he's had some japes. well done.* opatoes 9:37 pm They are precious. chronosmith 9:37 pm *smickers* NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm =Had a bad t-cog.= radioactivibee 9:38 pm You more than appreciate them chronosmith 9:38 pm ((i'm not fixing that. He Smickered this time)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:38 pm Was it funny? radioactivibee 9:38 pm [Keeping that in mind for the holidays] NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm =Absolutely.= *Showing his fangs in a huge smile* opatoes 9:38 pm Well- it is impossible not to adore them. You would be a fool not to adore them. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:38 pm *churrs. well, she'll take his word for it* NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm *Rolls over onto his back and kicks his paws a bit* radioactivibee 9:38 pm I can't blame you there. NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm =Like that.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:38 pm *pff. she appreciates the dramatic rendition* That is pretty funny. opatoes 9:39 pm You better not blame me. radioactivibee 9:39 pm Wouldn't dream of it. opatoes 9:39 pm Good. radioactivibee 9:39 pm ...why are humans like this? Who asked the question first? verdigrisprowl 9:39 pm ... Like what? chronosmith 9:39 pm ((im love em)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:39 pm ((my immediate urge was to have the dragon ask if that was bombshell's alt mode)) radioactivibee 9:40 pm Why do they want to know how much waste wildebeest produce? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:40 pm ((but she's never met a bombshell and I don't think anyone's mentioned him to her before)) SunstreakerCMO 9:40 pm ............ verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm ... I presume because it's a statistic they don't know and they're curious about their world? OmicronTheIceQueen 9:41 pm I'm glad none of my insections do this SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:41 pm I think they are glad of that too. radioactivibee 9:41 pm Oh look, it's Whirl's Friday night. chronosmith 9:41 pm This in't any of my days. radioactivibee 9:41 pm awe chronosmith 9:41 pm Rolling a bunch of poop around would be WEIRD, after all. verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm ... Why's THAT the line? Swervester 9:41 pm Yeah, THAT'S the weird thing. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:41 pm *looks over at whirl, disbelievingly* radioactivibee 9:41 pm I was more referring to the "more balls" than the poop. chronosmith 9:42 pm *looks to prowl and Swerve with Utmost Innocence. His most Innocent Face ever* I've no idea what you could possible mean. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:42 pm Mucous. chronosmith 9:42 pm *and also the dragon. She gets a shot of Whirl's Innocent Face too* What about it? verdigrisprowl 9:42 pm *has no idea what WHIRL means* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:43 pm *purring* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm That cat has hatchlings! opatoes 9:43 pm !! Cat! NoodlesAtNight 9:43 pm =There goes the cheetah.= SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm ...That cat has a lot of hatchlings. chronosmith 9:43 pm *it's more japes. Whirl's not going to say it outright but if you need it explained, Prowl, he will do so* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:43 pm *sits up to wat* NoodlesAtNight 9:43 pm *Admiring rumble from Ravage* opatoes 9:43 pm Honeydew. Look at the cats. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm *cheeps* OmicronTheIceQueen 9:43 pm Peddles: *FASCINATED * radioactivibee 9:44 pm I see the cats. They're very fluffy. opatoes 9:44 pm I love these felines. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:44 pm Do they need hairs on their chest? They have quite a few hairs, really. verdigrisprowl 9:44 pm *that would require admitting he didn't understand the jape* *his guess is that Whirl rejected it because someone else suggested it.* chronosmith 9:45 pm *that's fair* *also whirl never apologized for trying to eat you, too. Soundwave. Sorry. But Prowl's the one who became his chew toy. ...or his holoform was* opatoes 9:45 pm I want to go to a pub. NoodlesAtNight 9:45 pm *Soundwave's been almost eaten by worse things. It's all right.* SunstreakerCMO 9:45 pm ((the actually did that for the ending? opatoes 9:46 pm ... /He's getting up to grab a few more drinks from the bar. He did give Bumblebee one, after all./ OmicronTheIceQueen 9:46 pm (yep) SunstreakerCMO 9:46 pm ((nice radioactivibee 9:46 pm I'll take you to a pub. chronosmith 9:46 pm *streeetches* Wow. Amazing how much earth life mirrors my own weekly agenda. Truly astounding. opatoes 9:46 pm You will. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:46 pm [true facts?] radioactivibee 9:46 pm [Bumblebee's already starting to doze off.] Yup. SunstreakerCMO 9:46 pm I...am going to go home now... opatoes 9:46 pm Good. And I am going to go home with you. SunstreakerCMO 9:46 pm Good night. NoodlesAtNight 9:46 pm ((time mark: 10:07)) radioactivibee 9:46 pm Ok. Sure. opatoes 9:46 pm Good. opatoes 9:47 pm ... I will alert Knock Oot. radioactivibee 9:47 pm (( oh my god true facts about morgan freeman tho Ok. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:47 pm *the dragon stretches* I should head off. Thank you for having me, Soundwave! radioactivibee 9:47 pm Fun. chronosmith 9:47 pm Binocular vision is overrated. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:47 pm Peddles: *paw touch to soundwave* chronosmith 9:47 pm Sonar is where it's at. radioactivibee 9:47 pm [He leans against Smokescreen without really realizing it.] NoodlesAtNight 9:47 pm *Soundwave stretches.* [[He does not think that was as informative as it could have been. Still. Thank you all for being here.]] *Soundwave tilts forward to look down at the youngling.* [[Greetings, Peddles.]] opatoes 9:47 pm ... /Resting against Bumblebee as well, taking a long sip of his drink./ I suppose this will count as a sleepover? radioactivibee 9:48 pm Yep. Chaifootsteps 9:48 pm Thanks for hosting. It was...educational, kind of? NoodlesAtNight 9:48 pm [[You are welcome. Perhaps we will watch the other... 'educationa'.... ones some other time.]] opatoes 9:48 pm Very well. Perhaps I can show you my home from your home, then. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:48 pm Peddles: *soft purring, * NoodlesAtNight 9:48 pm [[After he asks Rumble where exactly he got this suggestion for Ravage.]] verdigrisprowl 9:48 pm ... Arcee. opatoes 9:48 pm All of my homes, even. radioactivibee 9:48 pm Your home...sounds good... Chaifootsteps 9:48 pm Hm? radioactivibee 9:48 pm You're comfortable. opatoes 9:48 pm Have you seen my Animal Crossing town? chronosmith 9:48 pm Huh. Neat. radioactivibee 9:48 pm Just like Smokey. opatoes 9:48 pm ... Am- am I, now? That is- odd. radioactivibee 9:49 pm I...don't remember. chronosmith 9:49 pm ! Oh, damn. There we go. Neat. opatoes 9:49 pm /Smokescreen's taking another long sip. What does he do frag frag frag/ Well. I will show you. It is lovely. verdigrisprowl 9:49 pm If you're ever in town, you sh— I'd l— ... Comm me sometime. radioactivibee 9:49 pm [Definitely dozing off, engine giving little purring sounds.] chronosmith 9:49 pm THAT'S how you do it. Seeing with sound is a LOT more useful than seeing with... your. Eyeball. verdigrisprowl 9:49 pm If you aren't busy. chronosmith 9:49 pm Or eyeballs as it were. NoodlesAtNight 9:49 pm *!!!! Nobody told him that about owls. Why didn't anyone ever tell him about owls like that?* radioactivibee 9:49 pm Ok, I'd like that. opatoes 9:50 pm Oh. Oh. /Smokescreen is awkwardly patting Bumblebee's face, trying to wake him up./ radioactivibee 9:50 pm Mmm? Chaifootsteps 9:50 pm *Very pleasantly surprised*. Yeah! Yeah, I've got nothing going on. Definitely. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:50 pm ....interesting story opatoes 9:50 pm I cannot go to your home if you are not awake. chronosmith 9:50 pm I relate to owls. I, too, like sonar and--PRAISE. UnkillableJazz 9:50 pm *Jazz might might of dozed off for a minute* chronosmith 9:50 pm Ahem. Praise. ((ALSO GUYS IF YOU HAVE A PHOBIA OF HOLES)) radioactivibee 9:51 pm Oh. Right. chronosmith 9:51 pm ((BEWARE the later part of this video has something)) NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm ((WHOOP nope then i'm not playing that one)) chronosmith 9:51 pm ((FAIR)) NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm ((i don't need to see that)) radioactivibee 9:51 pm [Starts falling asleep anyways.] verdigrisprowl 9:51 pm *oh, that sounds like an actually positive response instead of a polite ambigious response. he nods* You have my comm. opatoes 9:51 pm Bumblebee. I will eat your digits if you sleep. chronosmith 9:51 pm ((arma DILDO. and yeah I 100% understand. I've seen that one and I didn't want anyone getting caught off-guard!)) SunstreakerCMO 9:51 pm ((thanks for the stream, g'night! NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm ((Night!)) radioactivibee 9:51 pm My digits taste bad. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:52 pm *Icy shifts closer to hatchling* opatoes 9:52 pm Yes? I am sure I can bear their taste. chronosmith 9:52 pm I'm pretty sure I don't taste good. Never got myself officially tested tho. radioactivibee 9:52 pm Noooooo. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:52 pm Peddles: *loafs* opatoes 9:52 pm Take me to your home or you will have no more digits. radioactivibee 9:52 pm I'll give you the directions. You should know. Chaifootsteps 9:52 pm I do. And you've got mine. *Pause*. You know, if you're ever in the...yeah. radioactivibee 9:52 pm You were living in a room. chronosmith 9:53 pm (( L E P R O S Y )) opatoes 9:53 pm ... Just because I lived in your suite does not mean I have memorized the location. And I am not as suave with Metroplex as you are. Swervester 9:53 pm Holy shit radioactivibee 9:53 pm He'll show you. verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm Yeah. I—er, live there. So. chronosmith 9:53 pm Pfft. Oh, hey. It rolls up, like my little guy. opatoes 9:53 pm ... Very well. Fine. verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm ... I'm free evenings. NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm [[Is your pokemon one of these?]] chronosmith 9:54 pm I don't think so? I've never seen it unroll. Chaifootsteps 9:54 pm Evenings. Got it. Sounds good. verdigrisprowl 9:54 pm Good. chronosmith 9:55 pm (( LEEEEPROSY)) opatoes 9:55 pm But yes- Prowl, do let me know when your Magnemite solves the puzzle. I can create another. verdigrisprowl 9:55 pm I'll let you know. ... It seems to be enjoying itself rattling it. OmicronTheIceQueen 9:55 pm *headtilts* radioactivibee 9:55 pm Oh look, it's Megatron. opatoes 9:55 pm Haha. Good. ... If you can take a video, I would love to see. chronosmith 9:56 pm I should bring my tire guy around next movie night. Maybe YOU can figure out how it talks, Prowl. radioactivibee 9:56 pm Oh. More tongue. NoodlesAtNight 9:56 pm *That's considered a spy weapon on Earth?* verdigrisprowl 9:56 pm I can try. opatoes 9:56 pm That would be appreciated, thank you. verdigrisprowl 9:56 pm *to both of them.* chronosmith 9:57 pm *nods; Whirl knows Prowl has a better chance of figuring out than he does. And it can only help that little tire. It's very endearing* *not that he'll openly admit that* A moment of silence for the frog. NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm *!!* [[He knows these.]] verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm *points* Are those the same things octopus have? NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm [[Octopuses have them.]] NoodlesAtNight 9:58 pm *Nodding in delight at Prowl. He remembered!* verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm *proud* opatoes 9:58 pm Bumblebee- here. We should get home. /Smokescreen is standing up, and is offering his servo to Bumblebee. His other arm is holding a few cubes of high grade./ chronosmith 9:59 pm ...kinda. Reminds me of me. A little. radioactivibee 9:59 pm Ok. verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm You're the mantis with the laser beam. chronosmith 9:59 pm I'm pretty sure a lot of folks would describe me as "a nightmare that farted too aggressively." Hell yeha I am! OmicronTheIceQueen 9:59 pm ((I almost got a white mantis)) NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[Can you rotate your head that far?]] radioactivibee 9:59 pm [Blearily, he takes Smokescreen's servo and leans against him a bit.] chronosmith 9:59 pm ((they're beaut ;u;/ I would love to keep a Wandering Violin sometime)) radioactivibee 9:59 pm [This is what happens when you give him high grade.] chronosmith 9:59 pm Yep! opatoes 9:59 pm ... /Frame is warm to the touch, and he's slowly leading Bumblebee to Metroplex. He'll have to show him his games later./ OmicronTheIceQueen 10:00 pm O,o UnkillableJazz 10:00 pm *Jazz pops awake at Smokescrean and Bumblebee laving* chronosmith 10:00 pm *sits up, shifts slightly to get comfortable, and begins The Twistening. It's less of a clean 180-twist and more like he's corkscrewing his neck in a horrible, HORRIBLE unnatural way, but he's doing it* radioactivibee 10:00 pm Save the hummingbird. NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm *Staring at Whirl in fascination* Swervester 10:00 pm [also fascinated] Chaifootsteps 10:01 pm *Thirded* chronosmith 10:01 pm *he's Full Horror Movie now* No sweat. verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm ... Is that painful? chronosmith 10:01 pm Nah. NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm [[...You don't eat your mates, do you?]] chronosmith 10:01 pm I'm modified to be really flexible. I've always said that it's a lot more useful that being built like a brick wall. Not yet I haven't. NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm [[..."Yet"?]] chronosmith 10:02 pm Yet. *schwoop. His neck snaps back into place* OmicronTheIceQueen 10:02 pm *she's being quiet* NoodlesAtNight 10:02 pm [[Noted with some concern.]] verdigrisprowl 10:02 pm *is trying to figure out how to make a joke out of Whirl trying to eat him, in relation to the sex tape rumors.* chronosmith 10:03 pm *&ORIOWL NO* *I''M NOT EVEN FIXING THAT* verdigrisprowl 10:03 pm *can't work it out. he's overexteded his japery capabilities for the night.* chronosmith 10:03 pm Don't worry, Soundwave, I'm pretty sure you're safe. *he gives the best version of finger-guns he can at the... PA system. He knows Rumble's up there somewhere. Doesn't know where he is. So he just claw-fingerr-guns at the ceiling, really* NoodlesAtNight 10:04 pm *Rumble may or may not be upstairs chewing his finger joints in worry* *He's gotta remember to check for more of those sparkeater type mouths before falling asleep next to Whirl next time* chronosmith 10:04 pm *HAHAHA* chronosmith 10:05 pm *streetches* And on that ominous note, I'm out. I'll try and stop by again soon. Chaifootsteps 10:05 pm I'm out too. NoodlesAtNight 10:05 pm [[He hopes you can. Your presence is always enjoyable.]] *Nods to Arcee.* [[Yours as well.]] Swervester 10:05 pm I think I gotta get home too, things to do. Night guys! NoodlesAtNight 10:05 pm [[Swerve.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 10:05 pm Have a restful night verdigrisprowl 10:05 pm Evening. *to both.* chronosmith 10:06 pm Night, losers! *flips the room a salute, and then he's up, and trotting out* OmicronTheIceQueen 10:06 pm *icy chirps for her hatchling, getting up* Chaifootsteps 10:06 pm *Pleasantly surprised for the second time tonight*. Night, everyone. UnkillableJazz 10:06 pm *Jazz is heading out before he fully falls asleep here* Night NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm [[Goodnight, Jazz. Ice Queen, a pleasure to see you and yours again.]] OmicronTheIceQueen 10:07 pm *icy gives a half bow, taking peddles off* (thank you for the stream n.n!) NoodlesAtNight 10:07 pm ((welcome!)) NoodlesAtNight 10:09 pm *Well. Since it's just him and Prowl now, there's nothing to stop him taking his visor off and slooooooowly stretching his tongue out toward Prowl, optics squinting in a good humor.* NoodlesAtNight 10:10 pm [[Spy weaponry. Your side would never have survived if he'd known he could have used that.]] verdigrisprowl 10:13 pm ... I'm sure there's got to be something in the Tyrest Accord against using such dangerous weaponry. NoodlesAtNight 10:14 pm [[He supposes it qualifies as a biological weapon.]] verdigrisprowl 10:14 pm Pff. It probably meets the standard, yes. verdigrisprowl 10:15 pm *...... might be leaning toward the tongue.* NoodlesAtNight 10:15 pm [[Well. He'd better put it away before Rum-- Ultra Magnus, comes down to arrest him.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm *Pulling it back in, even more amused than before.* verdigrisprowl 10:16 pm Yes, that's—probably sensible. *............ follows it.* NoodlesAtNight 10:17 pm *All sharp teeth now. Maybe a quick click or two and a tiny facial ripple trying to keep still. He didn't think that would work.* [[Wouldn't want anyone to follow it into a trap.]] verdigrisprowl 10:19 pm No, of course not. It would make for a—a quite a—tempting trap. verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm *hey, can he—can he uh. maybe. get on soundwave's lap. just a little bit.* *... maybe a lot.* NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm *He absolutely can.* verdigrisprowl 10:22 pm *good. he is.* *donnnnn't mind him if he's casually straddling soundwave's lap.* NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm *Soundwave will lean forward a bit too.* [[We saw true facts about carnivorous Earth plants before you arrived. They draw prey close with attractive bait. The prey creatures get very close and are eventually ensnared. They're then slowly eaten.]] *Wrap both feelers oh so loosely around.* NoodlesAtNight 10:23 pm *And then, with just enough space between his mouth and Prowl's, lifts a data slug and puts it right between them.* [[He copied it here for you to see. Fascinating, no?]] NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm *Leaning back now with a self-satisfied smile. Terrible, horrible mech that he is.* verdigrisprowl 10:24 pm *... how did he end up kissing a data slug.* verdigrisprowl 10:25 pm *how could this happen to me, i've made my mistakes* ... Thank you. I'm sure it is fascinating. *he means it. but he doesn't feel it.* NoodlesAtNight 10:26 pm [[Of course, if you'd prefer a practical demonstration--]] verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm I was under the impression that I was in the middle of one. NoodlesAtNight 10:30 pm [[Oh, not yet. You can be if you wish.]] verdigrisprowl 10:31 pm I think I'd like that. NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm [[Ah, good. He did some research and knows where to find the plants called "venus fly traps". We can bridge there and look for the larger specimens.]] *Optics still bright, a smile still all over his faceplates.* verdigrisprowl 10:34 pm *stares at him.* .... Pfff-ff-ff. *he's hiding his face in soundwave's shoulder.* You're merciless. NoodlesAtNight 10:38 pm [[You say such sweet things.]] *Wrapping his arms around Prowl now.* [[But in seriousness, he would be pleased to indulge your curiosity on a personal level... after you tell him what you can of your work lately. He is curious about how you have been spending your time as captain.]] *The lightest of kisses to Prowl's shoulder.* [[Or on your own. Perhaps both. He confesses to simply being curious about you on a daily basis.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm *In other words: he wants to know how your days have been, Prowl. These things matter to him now.* verdigrisprowl 10:40 pm ... Same. With—your department and all. NoodlesAtNight 10:41 pm [[As you wish.]] [[But you first. He did ask first.]] verdigrisprowl 10:44 pm *well, this is hardly the position for such a discussion, but it's the position he's in and he doesn't want to move. he wraps his arms around Soundwave's waist.* For the past few weeks, a lot of my time has been turned toward the newbuilds touring. We've got one definitely, two probablies, and five maybes. ... I haven't been helping them tour, of course. But I've been—you know—coordinating. NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm *He rather likes talking of these things seated as they are. It's being close to Prowl in both ways at once.*

[[Oh? Who are the definitely and the probablies? Anyone he has records on?]]

[[...Why not help them tour? You know the work best. Busy?]] *He can sympathize with that, if so.* verdigrisprowl 10:46 pm Uncharismatic. verdigrisprowl 10:47 pm The definitely is—Minus. The probablies are... *hold on. hooold on.* ...... *hooooold on.* ......... I forgot their names. NoodlesAtNight 10:51 pm [[Hmph. A familiar accusation, and unimportant. You are not running for political office - are you?]] *He pauses here to wait for the answer to that before going on.* [[You do your work and you do it well. Anyone truly interested in it will care about your results. The rest is window tinting.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:52 pm [[...One moment. Minus. The little one you guarded for a while? With the]] *motions across his optics. Visor.* verdigrisprowl 10:54 pm I *am* trying to convince a bunch of inexperienced, brand new people that they want to have me as their boss. So yes, unfortunately, it /is/ a popularity contest. The window tinting will make the difference in whether or not our police force increases. NoodlesAtNight 10:54 pm [[Hm.]] *They can't all be as reasonable as him, he supposes. Younglings.* [[He could spread quality favorable rumors on your behalf.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:55 pm [[Perhaps whisper a few unpleasant things about your competitors?]] verdigrisprowl 10:56 pm Appreciated, but I'd rather they join because they've looked at the job and decided they want to do it. That's what I need—people who are drawn to the idea of protecting people. NoodlesAtNight 10:56 pm [[And Minus is?]] verdigrisprowl 10:57 pm ... Yes. She is. In a—naive way, but—yes. ... I didn't try to recruit her or sway her. SHE sought ME out and asked for the position. *he feels like it's important soundwave knows that.* NoodlesAtNight 11:00 pm *His face was drifting out of the intensely amused smile and into neutral curiosity. Now it's softening into a different kind of smile. Prowl won't have seen it much, but he often wears it behind his mask when playing with the Predacon hatchlings or watching Zori and Chimera go about their business.*

[[Of course she is, and did. She could hardly have asked for a better role model. No doubt your time directing things during the plague left an impression.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:01 pm [[It really was one of your finest moments, as far as things he has witnessed go.]] verdigrisprowl 11:01 pm Pff. *LOOKING ACROSS THE ROOM.* She wasn't even sapient then. She said she was inspired by a movie. verdigrisprowl 11:03 pm ... What about your work? I never hear about yours. You ask me questions about mine and then keep asking follow-up questions. NoodlesAtNight 11:04 pm [[Did she, now? Ah, well. He stands by the last thing he said, at least.]] *And is not entirely convinced he's wrong about the rest, but he'll let that sit there.*

[[The nature of both himself and his work, he supposes. Let him think, now.]] verdigrisprowl 11:05 pm Clearly, I need to work on my reflexes so I can ask you questions first. NoodlesAtNight 11:06 pm [[Perhaps we'll play another question game some time? Those were quite enjoyable.]] verdigrisprowl 11:07 pm I like the sound of that. NoodlesAtNight 11:18 pm [[Good. You are a worthy opponent.]]

[[Our department decided not to involve itself with touring. We thought it more appropriate to see who developed the curiosity, intelligence, persistence, and cunning necessary to attempt investigating us on their own time, if any, and then approach them. Some things cannot be taught.]]

[[We were monitoring an odd development down in the depths of Metroplex's right calf. Melted and resolidified globs of metal kept appearing without explanation. We thought it might be a plague, at first.]] *He pauses.* [[Ravage noticed that they all smelled of the same mech and eventually tracked him down. It was a large warbuild who had heard of the budding timelines and thought he could replicate more of himself by melting pieces of his armor off.]] [[Hardly a citywide threat. Just a medical emergency. He was missing armor as far as a mech can safely get.]] verdigrisprowl 11:20 pm Yes, I noticed that your department wasn't represented at the discussions on where the protoforms would be touring. I've no doubt you kept up with the debate anyway?

*HUFF.* I hope he's been treated? NoodlesAtNight 11:26 pm [[Naturally. We visited the locations of the discussions hours before any of you arrived. Incidentally, the mech in charge of sanitation has an optic for fancy jewelry, if ever you need that information. He mistook Zori's other form for a bracelet. You are not the only one with a thigh pocket.]]

[[And last he heard, the warbuild had been treated for heat-related damages and was on his second layer of armor reshaping and reattachment.]] verdigrisprowl 11:27 pm ... Did h— I— did he KIDNAP Zori? Whhhhy did you not feel the need to report that to the police? NoodlesAtNight 11:31 pm [[It isn't kidnapping if you know where someone is the entire time. Zori waited until they deposited him on their washroom sink to crawl away and bridge back.]] *Flicks a hand, which conflicts really badly with the deadly serious tone his thoughts take on now.* [[Besides. If it /had/ been a purposeful kidnapping, we would be having this conversation through a prison force field.]] verdigrisprowl 11:31 pm No—I mean—did he steal him OFF of you, or—? NoodlesAtNight 11:33 pm [[Nothing so rude. He simply picked up a piece of lost jewelry who happened to have been taking a nap after making sure the discussion spots were safe and secure.]] *And now the squint is back.* NoodlesAtNight 11:34 pm [[He has an alternate who gets into all sorts of places as a small cassette player. It's... inspiring.]] verdigrisprowl 11:34 pm Ah. Good. An innocent mistake, then. *he can relax.* verdigrisprowl 11:35 pm The... short universe? NoodlesAtNight 11:36 pm [[Yes, of course. No need to work yourself up so. Though he appreciates that you did.]] *A small kiss to Prowl's shoulder again.*

[[He sees you remember it too.]] verdigrisprowl 11:37 pm Hard not to remember it. *it's the first glimpse he's got of Unicron in all his awful, Earth's-crust-free glory* NoodlesAtNight 11:38 pm *And the fate of his own alternate, unfortunately.* verdigrisprowl 11:38 pm *he's trying not to remember that* NoodlesAtNight 11:40 pm [[He assures you we have no interest in purple griffin bases or any of that.]] [[IIII is quite content with its blocky, nondescript building. Though red would suit it quite nicely, if only that didn't attract attention.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:41 pm [[...No. Scratch that. Too edible looking. We'd get nothing done for being hungry all day.]] verdigrisprowl 11:41 pm You could paint the inside red? NoodlesAtNight 11:42 pm *Appears to genuinely consider this* [[...Perhaps his office.]] [[Never mind. A satisfactory update, he hopes?]] verdigrisprowl 11:45 pm I'd be happy to hear more. *beat* ... But. I HAVE been sitting on your lap for an hour. NoodlesAtNight 11:46 pm [[Not at all something he minds, you should know. But he sees your point. There are better places for you to sit.]] *Peep tongue.* verdigrisprowl 11:48 pm That's actually the opposite of where I was going with that. *this time the tongue isn't escaping.* NoodlesAtNight 11:49 pm [[He's not so sure about that.]]

*This time, the owner of said tongue has no intention of letting it do so. Not when there's a whole Prowl mouth right there just doing nothing but talking.* *...And not even that, now.* verdigrisprowl 11:50 pm *aaaand claimed. It's now his.* NoodlesAtNight 11:52 pm *Good. He'll dibs Prowl himself, stand up, and carry his claim upstairs with him for full and proper enjoyment.* verdigrisprowl 11:53 pm *oh no, it seems that he's fallen prey to a carnivorous plant* NoodlesAtNight 11:54 pm *Just mind that it doesn't start singing.* verdigrisprowl 11:54 pm *well, nothing he can do about it now.* NoodlesAtNight 11:55 pm *Nope. Just sit back, be eaten up, and go through a little death or three. What a world.*

For @scu11y22 - sorry, wrote this in like, ten minutes so it’s probs poo:

6.20

The smell of coffee hit him first. The acrid scent of bronzed beans liquidated at scorching temperatures, welcoming him into a home without walls.

A home that was just… her.

It made him stop; made him pause against the wall for a moment. Made him take a breath and close his eyes at the ache in his chest. The way he’d missed her hitting him full force.

The scent of her perfume. The way she’d linger as he exercised - the way he knew, the way he’d always known, how much she liked watching him move and twist and stretch - and smile like she knew something he didn’t. The way she’d finish his sentences, like she could read his mind and how she’d turn her face into his palm whenever he reached up to touch her ear, her cheek, her hair.

The way he could tell he made her day better simply by entering the room.

Early mornings in bed were a thing of past since Rene, Dinah and Curtis left but they’d managed to find a curve after a while. They’d talk before sleep. Before making love, sometimes after as well. The way they’d hold each other, touching skin-

Her skin. Another reason to be leaning. There was nothing so sensitised as his skin when hers touched his. His muscles would jump or relax or tighten and it was all delicious and wanted and more, more, more. Like coming home, only in a way he’d never known before Felicity. There was something infinite and timeless about hers too. It was smooth; soft in a way that he’d once thought he had no right to know. And somehow, even with her size and stature against his bulk and scars, she was the perfect fit. Heaven.

Remembering it, made his body tremble against the wall: his sore arm not properly holding him up. Want made him tense and it wasn’t all about being naked with his wife. It was about her voice. About her smile. About her. The way she could heal without really doing anything at all.

Physically… he wasn’t fine.

He hurt.

He’d been hurt before but… never like this. Days later and he still felt broken. His face was no longer swollen and he could walk without looking like he needed a cane, but his bones felt week. He’d escaped, but had he really?

All he knew was that he missed his wife.

He wanted to see if his son was alright.

…And he needed help.

He’d been a fool.

But I had to try.

He had two people in the world that could not be hurt, be touched, by Diaz. By the corruption still plaguing Starling. William, who it was his duty to protect, always. And Felicity, who he couldn’t loose; not ever.

Instead, they’d almost lost him. And they didn’t know they had because it had been more than 7 days since he’d last made contact, not by choice. He’d found Diaz. He’d seen his hideout, taken out half his men; had mapped the grid, located the drugs, and had discovered Black Siren’s involvement.

Then he’d been taken: overwhelmed. Injured. Beaten to a pulp.

But he knew how to stop it now. Not alone like this, like he’d told Felicity he must just a few weeks before, to keep her and William safe. But if Felicity had been in the basement, if she’d had eyes on the situation and her fingers creating works of technical genius, he wouldn’t be in this sorry state.

Diaz had evidence to expose them all.

And Oliver needed his partner.

So when he found the will to move once more, towards her voice - down an unfamiliar hallway and into an office-like area that would be the first full room in Felicity and Curtis’s new company - he was taken over by a memory. A memory that fit this situation, this moment, unlike any other.

It was a few weeks after his initial return to Starling… Oliver had needed help then too.

He’d deliberately found the one person who’d made a dim memory a bright one: he was ashamed to say he polished it on the regular. Kept such a simple moment between them that she’d never been privy too, so attended, so that speaking to this stranger, felt more real than all the words he’d shared with Tommy at the time.

And so – feeling the similarities – his tired face softened as he cleared his throat and spoke to her like it was the first time. “Felicity Smoak?”

Leaning over a table with 3 or 4 computer components, 4 running laptops, a large screen overhead - all presenting what he recognised to be the searches on said laptops - and a stack of paperwork he could only assume was meant for closure on the deal of the building they were in, Felicity froze.

Very slowly, carefully, she looked up; peering first over the rims of her glasses and sucking in a breath once her eyes landed on him. “Oh.”

Oh.

It was barely a sound; overcome and highlighted by the slight tiredness in her face and the way she’d braced for her hopes to be shot down again.

Oh baby. In a way, it was always like the first time. The first hello. But without the red pen.

The first I love you.

It always felt the same.

Perfect.

“Hey.” He murmured as if they’d seen each other that morning; eyes locked not her own - her beautiful mouth parted in shock - he smiled slightly despite the bruise on his jaw because there she was. “I was told,” his brow tapered with deep affection and some delight at the way she was drinking him in - the way he lips spread into a smile of welcome and everything a welcome home from Felicity entailed - taking in every word and remembering as he lifted the tablet from behind his back, “that you were the best person to come to with this.”

Now he was warm. Now he’d be alright.

But then she was taking him in and- “God, Oliver…”

He looked a mess.

Nodding in acquiescence, he moved. He walked over to her frozen form, silently presenting the tablet to her; unblinking in his approach, eyes locked to hers, not daring to breathe and smell her in the air: bated. Every inch of him. Shaky with the wait for the go-ahead from her.

Watching, pleading, loving her silently as she straightened.

“Please.” He mouthed.

She took the tablet from him, slowly nodding - as if thoughtful and knowing - at the cracks on its glass surface. “Bullets?” She hazarded; voice still more air than words.

“Rough neighbourhood.” He whispered back.

He wanted to kiss her. Cup her face and taste her. Fall into her.

But she let out a loud exhale - her eyes wetting - and one hand lifted to the side of his much bruised face; her fingers immediately stroking over his cheek with the kind of gentleness a butterflies wings would exhibit.

His eyes slammed shut.

It had been 8 days. He’d missed her this much after only 8 days.

Her words came out just as much breath as they were voice. “You’re hurt.”

Oh, you were shot-

Hey… It’s nothing.

“I’m here.” Because he wasn’t alright but he would be, and his coarse voice let her know. “I’m home.” And opened his eyes again.

She looked like- “I’m afraid to hug you.” Her voice wobbled.

“I-” he shook his head, feeling every second of this exchange behind his ribcage. “I could use a hug-”

Arms shooting upwards and around his neck, she stood on her tiptoes and her face pushed into his throat; his own arms automatically pulling her closer. She nuzzled her nose against him and his eyes fluttered shut again. Feeling her. Reveling. Letting it shake his knees…

“No latte this time?” She whispered.

A wet laugh made his chest jump into hers. “No bullets either.”

“How about a kiss then?” The words were inches from his ear, sending a rush of all things good southward.

Oddly breathless - or maybe it was just her and the way she could make him be - he pulled back, stole around

Took her lips, the same time she took his.

The plan could wait a minute.

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