crush all humanz: :: PRIVATE COMMUNICATIONS: ACCEPT Y/N ::
WordsofthWise: *Surprised* :: Y ::
crush all humanz: :: *brightly* OUR IDEA IS THE GREATEST THING IN THE GALAXY. ::
WordsofthWise: *he quirked an opticridge* ::Oh? Please, do tell.::
crush all humanz: :: *for all intents and purposes, he sounds like, well, Starscream when he's found something particularly geeky to geek out over* WE'RE GONNA GET UNICRON TRASHED! ::
WordsofthWise: *And a slllooooow blink* ::....what?:: *voice is more than surprised*
crush all humanz: :: *impatiently* WE'RE GONNA GET UNICRON TRASHED. :: *geeze, his audios must be going or somethin'*
WordsofthWise: ::Wait, trashed...how? Is this why you were asking me about Moonshine?:: O.o???
crush all humanz: :: EXACTLY! WE'RE GONNA LIQUOR THE SLAGGER UP! ::
WordsofthWise: *he thought on that for a moment, then facepalmed* ::And how, exactly, do you plan on getting enough energon to do that?::
WordsofthWise: *mentally, though, the thought of Unicron trashed had him about to laugh*
crush all humanz: :: START A SWEATSHOP! *brightly* ::
crush all humanz: :: WE DON'T GOTTA PAY THE SLAGGIN' AUTOBOTS ANYTHING, JUST TELL THEM IT'S FOR THE GREATER GOOD. ::
crush all humanz: :: THEY LIKE MANUAL LABOR, RIGHT? ::
WordsofthWise: ::You are planning on using the Autobots for this? JUST them?:: *both optic ridges up now*
crush all humanz: :: WELL, I ONLY PLAN ON USING AUTOBOTS. MEGATRON'S THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN GET THE DECEPTICONS TO DO ANYTHING. ::
WordsofthWise: ::O.O This was Megatron's idea too!?::
crush all humanz: :: *grin!* YEAH, WE WERE TALKING ABOUT GETTING WASTED AND THEN IT JUST... CAME TO US. AT THE SAME TIME. KINDA CREEPY, REALLY. ::
WordsofthWise: *He took a deep breath, saw that mental picture of Unicron floating hap-hazardly around in space like a lost, bouncing ball(and just as harmless), singing kumbaiya or something...and he lost it. He busted up laughing.* ::Alright, alright....::
WordsofthWise: ::I will help...but this HAS to be a team effort.....EVERYONE helps...::
crush all humanz: :: WELL, THAT'S ALL WELL AND GOOD BUT FIRST WE HAVE TO CONVINCE PRIME THAT IT'S A GOOD IDEA, AND STARSCREAM, AND .... WELL, SLAG, EVERYONE. :: *annoyed* :: THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND THE POWER OF PURE LIQUOR. ::
WordsofthWise: ::...I think I can agree on that. But if they don't like it, and they realize I actually LIKE the idea, do you realize how much SLAG I will get for this?? :: *he chuckled*
crush all humanz: :: YEAH, BUT YER OLD. EVERYONE THINKS YOU'RE SMART. C'MON, YOU KNOW, AGE EQUALS WISDOM OR SOME SLAG. :: *exasperated* :: IF YOU LIKE IT, THEY'LL THINK IT'S A GOOD IDEA! ::
WordsofthWise: *he chuckled more over the comm* ::Heh, well...I don't know how that idea would sound coming from me, though...:: *scratches head a bit*
crush all humanz: :: .........SLAG, THEY'LL EITHER THINK YOU'VE GONE MAD OR REALIZE YOU'VE BEEN TALKING TO ME. :: *damn it! curses over the commline in annoyance*
WordsofthWise: ::Exactly. We need someone that everyone is going to believe....:: *thinks*
crush all humanz: :: MEGATRON THINKS IT'S A GOOD IDEA? ::
crush all humanz: :: ....WAIT, NO, EVERY TIME HE HAS AN ACTUALLY GOOD IDEA EVERYONE SHOOTS HIM DOWN. ::
crush all humanz: :: IT'S ONLY HIS BULLSHIT PLANS THAT GET ACCEPTANCE. :: *grr.*
WordsofthWise: ::Agreed. Um.....Thundercracker?::
crush all humanz: *pause* :: .....UH, FORGET I SAID THAT. ::
crush all humanz: :: .....WOULD HE EVEN GO ALONG WITH IT? ::
WordsofthWise: ::I have no idea. Next?::
crush all humanz: :: ....WELL, THERE'S ALWAYS PRIME. ::
WordsofthWise: ::I had thought of that....but....I don't think he really....after the drinking game the other night, I think he lost all respect for me...:: *slight disapointed tone to voice*
WordsofthWise: ::It was just a game...::
crush all humanz: :: *scoffs* WHY THE SLAG WOULD THAT STUPID GAME HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING? ::
crush all humanz: :: .....I MEAN, SURE, I'M NOT ABOUT TO TELL BLACKOUT I GOT MANHANDLED BY SUNSTORM, BUT IT DOESN'T MEAN IT WAS ANYTHING SERIOUS. ::
WordsofthWise: *laughs a bit over the comm* ::Hey, I was there for that, and I found that amusing.:: *gonna get slagged for that, he knows it.*
crush all humanz: :: HE STARTED IT! ::
crush all humanz: :: I CAN'T HELP IT IF THE SLAGGER CAN'T TAKE WHAT HE DISHES OUT! ::
crush all humanz: *huff*
WordsofthWise: *He laughed more*::Oh, I bet he could take more than you could give, Crusher. I think you two should have a match or something.:: *grins*
crush all humanz: :: .....I'LL PASS. SUNSTORM FREAKS ME THE SLAG OUT. ALL OF THOSE... FLYING THINGS DO. *Xp* ::
crush all humanz: :: I'LL STICK TO THE BLENDER, THANKS. ::
crush all humanz: :: ....STILL, I SEE YOU AVOIDING MY QUESTIONING, OLD MAN. YOU'RE MESSING WITH A MASTER. PRIME IS A STUFFY GLITCH, ISN'T HE? ::
WordsofthWise: ::I was not avoiding your question. We merely got sidetracked. Stuffy?::
crush all humanz: :: RIGHT, RIGHT. OBVIOUSLY, HE'S GOT A FEW GEARS LOOSE IF HE'S GONNA HAVE A FIT OVER A SLAGGIN' DRINKING GAME. AND STUFFY SEEMS TO BE THE ONLY WORD PEOPLE WANT TO DESCRIBE HIM WITH. "HOO HOO, I'M OPTIMUS PRIME, WEIGHT OF THE WORLD, EMO EMO," ETCETERA. ::
WordsofthWise: *Blink* ::....Emo?::
WordsofthWise: //Run Search: Keyword: Emo
...Searching...searching....
*blink* ::Optimus...Is...Emo?::
crush all humanz: :: YEAH. I MEAN, SERIOUSLY. HE LISTENS TO MUSIC THAT THE EMOBOTS LISTEN TO. AND WRITES POETRY. LINKIN PARK AND BAD POETRY GENERALLY EQUALS EMO. ::
WordsofthWise: ::....My Son......writes poetry? Emo music?....:: *stunned, hadn't expected this one...*
crush all humanz: *pause* :: .....YER SON? ::
WordsofthWise: *he paused.* ::....yes......why?::
WordsofthWise: *quirks that optic ridge again*
crush all humanz: :: .....HUH. MY ORIGINAL STATEMENT STANDS. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Alright, fair enough.::
crush all humanz: :: AND JUST BACKHAND THE GLITCH IF HE'S YER SON, THEN. THAT'S WHAT I'D DO. :: *huff*
WordsofthWise: *BLINK*
WordsofthWise: ::Backhand? ...::
WordsofthWise: *hasn't even thought of doing that at all....*
crush all humanz: :: YEAH. IF HE'S DISRESPECTIN' YOU, YOU JUST WHAP HIM UPSIDE THE HEAD. THAT USUALLY SHUTS EMOKIDS UP. ::
crush all humanz: :: I MEAN, REALLY. WHAT'S HE GONNA DO? WHINE ABOUT IT? THEN YOU JUST SMACK HIM AGAIN. ::
WordsofthWise: ::........:: *has no clue WHAT to say to that....*
crush all humanz: :: WELL, COME ON. IT'S WHAT I'D DO, IN ANY CASE. EITHER WAY, IF HE'S YER KID, THEN HE OBVIOUSLY SHOULDN'T BE JUDGIN' YOU. ::
WordsofthWise: ::..Children ALWAYS judge their parents.:: *he mentally nodded at that*
crush all humanz: :: YEAH, BUT I MEAN, THIS IS OPTIMUS SLAGGIN' PRIME. HE'S BANGIN' MEGATRON - PIT, THAT ALONE IS ENOUGH TO REQUIRE HIM NOT BE JUDGEMENTAL. ::
crush all humanz: *ha ha, think about what you say? what's that all about?* :: AS A LEADER, HE HAS NO RIGHT. BESIDES, NOBODY ELSE WAS COMPLAINING THAT YOU WERE PLAYIN'. ::
WordsofthWise: ::True.....::
WordsofthWise: *He stroked his beard again* ::Alright, so does that mean we ask him about it?::
crush all humanz: :: OF COURSE IT DOES. HE'S THE ONLY SLAGGER ON BASE MOST EVERYONE STILL HAS SOME BIT OF RESPECT FOR. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Alright, then it is settled. You talking with me, or am I asking him alone??::
crush all humanz: :: IT'S UP TO YOU, REALLY. I MEAN, I'M NOT EXACTLY HIGH ON HIS LIST OF "MECHS WHO HAVE BRILLIANT IDEAS" BUT HEY, IF YOU NEED SOMEONE TO DO THE BACKHANDING FOR YOU... ::
WordsofthWise: ::No, no, that's not necessary, Crusher, thank you though.::*chuckle* ::I think I can talk to him...but if I need someone to back me up, I am calling you out.::
crush all humanz: :: SURE. NOT THAT I'LL DO MUCH GOOD, BUT WHATEVER. :: *pause* :: ALL RIGHT, SO MAYBE I'LL JUST FILTER MYSELF A BIT MORE. USUALLY THAT WORKS WONDERS WITH HIM AND MEGATRON. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Filter?::
crush all humanz: :: SLAG, YOU THINK I'M GONNA CALL PRIME A WHINY EMOBOT TO HIS FACE? HE'S ALREADY BEHEADED ME ONCE! ::
crush all humanz: :: I'M SURE HE'D DO IT AGAIN! ::
WordsofthWise: ::He beheaded you!?::
crush all humanz: :: WELL, YEAH. GOT ME WITH THAT SLAGGIN' BLADE OF HIS. ::
crush all humanz: *grumble* :: SLAGGIN' HURT, TOO. ::
WordsofthWise: ::The blade...??:: *scratches head* ::Um, that would be partially my fault...::
WordsofthWise: *scratches head*
crush all humanz: :: YOUR FAULT? I DON'T REMEMBER AN OLD BOT LIKE YOU SWINGING IT INTO MY SKULL. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Nooo....When I rebuilt him...I upgraded his weapons. Including the blade.:: *Sheepish look...which, coming from Trion...was odd.*
crush all humanz: :: IT ISN'T THE FLESHLINGS' FAULTS THAT THE ALT MODE I HAVE HAS A GIANT CLAW ON IT THAT I USE TO KILL THEM. ::
WordsofthWise: ::.......:: ::...So...you kill the maker of your weapon......Doesn't make me feel better...:: *chuckles*
crush all humanz: :: I MEANT THAT IT ISN'T YOUR FAULT HE USED SOMETHING YOU GAVE HIM TO SLAG ME. :: *deadpan* :: YOU KNOW, METAPHORS USUALLY WORK BETTER ON PEOPLE WHO CAN COMPREHEND THEM. ::
WordsofthWise: *facepalms* ::I was trying to joke with you, Crusher.::
crush all humanz: :: .......SORRY. I'M A LITTLE BUSY WAITING FOR THESE SLAGGING MORON SQUISHIES TO TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON WITH JEFF. ::
crush all humanz: *grumblegrumble*
crush all humanz: :: I HATE ORGANICS. THEY'RE TOO EASILY DISTRACTED. ::
WordsofthWise: ::It's alright.::
WordsofthWise: ::I forgive you.::
WordsofthWise: *Chuckles a bit*
crush all humanz: *snort* :: OH, THANK YOU, WISE FATHER OF EMOBOT 3000. IF YOU HADN'T FORGIVEN ME I MIGHT HAVE COMMITED HONORABLE SUICIDE. ::
crush all humanz: *oh man, lay that sarcasm on thicker whydontya*
WordsofthWise: *And returns that sarcasm.* ::Good, I am glad that I saved you from that honorable suicide. I don't think I could live without you, Crusher.::
crush all humanz: :: I DON'T THINK ANYONE COULD. IT WOULD BE A COLD, DARK WORLD WITHOUT MY BURNING HATRED TO LIGHT THE WAY. :: *you can't out-sarcasm here, old man!*
WordsofthWise: ::You're right. We need your light, Crusher! Please don't ever leave us!!!:: *voice DRIPPING in sarcasm*
crush all humanz: :: JUST FOR YOU, OLD MAN, I PROMISE TO NOT OFF MYSELF. IT WOULD BE COUNTER PRODUCTIVE, ANYWAYS - HOW THE SLAG DO YOU HATE THINGS AFTER YOU DIE? ::
crush all humanz: :: YOU DON'T. YOU JUST DON'T. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Thankyou, Crusher, I will -always- remember your kindness to me.:: *coughs, trying not to laugh*
crush all humanz: :: JUST DON'T TELL ANYONE. LAST I NEED IS FOR MY REPUTATION TO BE RUINED BY AN OLD CODGER. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Heh, alright, I won't...just for you.:: *chuckles again*
crush all humanz: :: ....STILL.............. ::
crush all humanz: *thoughtfully* :: IT'S GONNA TAKE A LOT OF RESOURCES TO MAKE THAT MUCH BOOZE. ::
crush all humanz: *doesn't have ADD shutup*
WordsofthWise: ::.......yes, it is. Now...where do we find resources on this planet?::
crush all humanz: :: ......WELL... I'M NOT SURE. I DON'T BREW MY OWN STUFF - I JUST STEAL OTHER PEOPLES' SUPPLIES. WE COULD PROBABLY... I DON'T KNOW, GET A SHOPPING LIST AND GIVE IT TO THAT SQUISHY-PRESIDENT GUY. ::
WordsofthWise: ::A shopping list? Hmm...:: *strokes beard*
crush all humanz: :: PROBABLY. JUST HAVE SOMEONE WRITE IT OUT AND HAND IT OVER TO WHOEVER THAT SQUISHY-LEADER IS. HE'LL TAKE CARE OF IT. ::
crush all humanz: :: ....JUST REMEMBER TO WRITE "PS NOT TRYING TO THROW A PARTY, TRYING TO DESTROY A GIANT PLANET-SIZED GOD" AT THE END. ::
WordsofthWise: *he chuckled at that* ::That might work. Do you know what went in Blackout's stuff? A comparison to my own would be helpful...::
crush all humanz: :: .....NO IDEA. TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT NORMAL ENERGON'S GOT IN IT. I'D ASK HIM, BUT THEN HE'D PROBABLY FIND OUT ABOUT HOW I STOLE HALF HIS STASH. ::
crush all humanz: :: .........AND I REALLY DON'T WANT HIM PISSED AT ME. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Well, then if he finds out, we can blame it on Sunstorm...He asked for it, didn't he?::
crush all humanz: :: I OFFERED IT. UNFORTUNATELY. BUT MEGATRON PROMISES TO AGREE THAT IT WAS HIS IDEA... WHICH MAKES MY LIFE EASY. :: *bitternoofcoursenot* :: BLACKOUT WILL LISTEN TO ANYTHING MEGATRON SAYS. ::
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WordsofthWise (2:17:40 AM): ::....Optimus..?::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:18:01 AM): *Beat-that-probably-means-he-was-doing-something-and-then*
\\Yes, Trion?\\
WordsofthWise (2:19:30 AM): ::I apologize, if I am interrupting something....But...I had a question
for you.::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:19:56 AM): \\Nothing that
can't wait. What can I help you with?\\
WordsofthWise (2:21:25 AM): ::Well....we need a way to incapacitate Unicron, right?:: *his voice was
ALLLL serious.*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:21:43 AM): \\Yes......\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:21:48 AM): \\Have you
thought of a plan?\\
WordsofthWise (2:23:02 AM): ::We need to get him...*what was the word? Oh, yeah...* 'Trashed.'::
*voice deadpan*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:23:08 AM): \\...pardon?\\
WordsofthWise (2:24:29 AM): ::We need to get him trashed. Slagged. So he has no idea what he is. Or
who.::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:24:37 AM): \\........\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:24:42 AM): \\....that...\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:24:47 AM): \\...is going
to take a lot of energon.\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:24:57 AM): \\A whole
lot.\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:25:03 AM): \\I think we
could drown a small planet with that much.\\
WordsofthWise (2:25:12 AM): ::I know. But...we have an idea.::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:25:29 AM): \\What is it?\\
WordsofthWise (2:26:19 AM): ::Hang on....Let me get you the person who brought the idea to me.....::
*slight pause*
crush all humanz has entered the room.
WordsofthWise (2:26:46 AM): ::Crusher??::
crush all humanz (2:26:53 AM): :: HN? ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:27:01 AM): \\...Bonecrusher
brought this up?\\
WordsofthWise (2:27:08 AM): ::Yes.::
crush all humanz (2:27:10 AM): *sigh* :: SEE, TOLD YOU. ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:27:11 AM): \\...\\
crush all humanz (2:27:15 AM): :: TOLD YOU! ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:27:16 AM): \\I am
surprised that I am not surprised.\\
WordsofthWise (2:27:24 AM): ::No, no, It's alright.::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:27:31 AM): \\But I
maintain this is going to need a lot of energon.\\
WordsofthWise (2:27:46 AM): ::It will. Bonecrusher? your idea?::
crush all humanz (2:27:59 AM): :: WHAT, THE PART WHERE WE WRITE A SHOPPING LIST? ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:28:12 AM): \\I'm
listening.\\
crush all humanz (2:28:14 AM): :: OR THE PART WHERE WE ALL WORK ON BATCHES? ::
WordsofthWise (2:28:36 AM): ::The part where everyone works on it.::
WordsofthWise (2:28:47 AM): ::But we need the shopping list first.::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:28:58 AM): \\...let me get
this straight.\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:29:12 AM): \\All of us -
every single mech - is going to make highgrade to get
Unicron drunk with.\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:29:19 AM): \\And neither
of you see a large problem in this.\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:29:25 AM): \\Namely, how
we're going to get it to him.\\
crush all humanz (2:29:40 AM): :: ........DON'T WE HAVE SOMEBODY WHO'S .... BRAVE
AND-OR STUPID ENOUGH TO DO IT? ::
WordsofthWise (2:29:52 AM): ::Starscream?::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:30:02 AM): \\Possibly, but
I don't think he can carry it all.\\
crush all humanz (2:31:05 AM): :: IT'S SPACE, PRIME. I'M SURE THERE'S SOME WAY TO TOW
A FEW TONS OF HIGHGRADE OUT THERE. ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:31:35 AM): \\Tons? This
better be some high highgrade.\\
crush all humanz (2:31:56 AM): :: SLAG YES IT'S SOME HIGHGRADE.
IT'S GONNA BE BLACKOUT'S GRADE. ::
WordsofthWise (2:31:57 AM): ::It will be better than Blackout's stuff.::
crush all humanz (2:32:18 AM): :: .....BETTER? :: *oh no, he sounds hopeful* :: YOU
KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT BETTER?! ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:32:24 AM): \\...*mumble*thiswon'tendwelll*COUGH* Alright. Well.\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:32:32 AM): \\If you really
think it's possible...\\
WordsofthWise (2:32:59 AM): ::I told you, I have some receipies from my
days...::
crush all humanz (2:33:01 AM): :: ISN'T ANYTHING POSSIBLE WITH JUST A LITTLE LUCK? ::
*deadpan*
crush all humanz (2:33:26 AM): :: AND EVEN IF IT ISN'T.... WELL, I DOUBT IT'LL HURT TO AT
LEAST SEE UNICRON PLASTERED BEFORE WE ALL DIE. ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:33:55 AM): \\....\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:34:33 AM): \\...uh...\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:34:47 AM): \\....what
happens after he's imbibed all of this?\\
crush all humanz (2:34:55 AM): ::.....................HE SPINS. ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:35:05 AM): \\After that.\\
crush all humanz (2:35:07 AM): :: IDEALLY WE BLOW HIM UP. ::
crush all humanz (2:35:24 AM): :: WHILE HE'S TOO BUSY... SINGING SONGS OR DOING WHATEVER IT
IS A GIANT PLANET DOES WHEN DRUNK. ::
WordsofthWise (2:35:26 AM): ::Sounds like a perfectly sane plan to me.:: *serious voice*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:35:32 AM): \\......\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:35:35 AM): \\..................\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:35:47 AM): \\Well, it's
worth a shot. For science.\\
crush all humanz (2:35:57 AM): :: .......I'M GONNA COPYRIGHT THAT. ::
WordsofthWise (2:36:14 AM): *he grinned* ::For Science then!::
crush all humanz (2:36:22 AM): :: PRECISELY. NOW. UH. ::
crush all humanz (2:36:34 AM): :: .....................................SOMEONE'S GOTTA GET A
SHOPPING LIST TO THE SQUISHY-LEADER. ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:36:42 AM): \\The
President?\\
crush all humanz (2:36:47 AM): :: WHATEVER. ::
WordsofthWise (2:37:01 AM): ::Yes. He will be able to get the items we need.::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:37:06 AM): \\*Dryly* As
I'd assume he'd just throw it away, may I ask what items these are?\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:37:15 AM): \\I can give it
to Keller - he's more reliable.\\
crush all humanz (2:37:24 AM): :: .................. DON'T ASK ME, I DON'T MAKE THE ENERGON.
I JUST DRINK IT. ::
WordsofthWise (2:37:45 AM): *and sends a list of items to Prime*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:37:55 AM): \\Hn....\\
*reading*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:38:05 AM): \\....why do
you need a dozen half-starved crazed weasels?\\
crush all humanz (2:38:19 AM): :: ................................ ::
crush all humanz (2:38:30 AM): *makes a slightly strangled noise*
WordsofthWise (2:38:41 AM): :: Waht? oh, wrong list...sorry...::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:38:43 AM): \\And chalupas? I don't even know what those are!\\
WordsofthWise (2:39:04 AM): ::Hang on, that's for something different....:: *totally embarrased now...*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:39:10 AM): \\....................\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:39:19 AM): \\*DELETE*\\
crush all humanz (2:39:22 AM): :: ..............WRONG LIST? :: *half interested, half
freaked out* :: WHAT THE SLAG IS THAT ONE FOR? ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:39:32 AM): \\DON'T WANT TO
KNOW.\\
crush all humanz (2:39:41 AM): :: STOP BEING SUCH A SPARKLING, PRIME. ::
WordsofthWise (2:39:51 AM): *he sent the RIGHT one to him this time.*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:39:53 AM): \\We'vegototherthingstofocuson.\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:40:01 AM): \\Ok, this one
looks more like it......I think.\\
crush all humanz (2:40:03 AM): :: I REMEMBER SEEING YOU IN CHAINS AND I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING
ABOUT IT. ::
crush all humanz (2:40:07 AM): *heh.*
WordsofthWise (2:40:08 AM): ::You don't want to know. Just read that, Optimus.::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:40:10 AM): \\*SPUTTER*\\
crush all humanz (2:40:20 AM): *heheheheh.*
WordsofthWise (2:40:21 AM): ::CHAINS?>??::
WordsofthWise (2:40:26 AM): *cough*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:40:29 AM): \\YOU-WHAT-no, dgk...\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:40:38 AM): *veryembaressednow*
WordsofthWise (2:40:48 AM): ::What...chains?::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:40:55 AM): \\itwasnothing.\\
crush all humanz (2:41:04 AM): :: OH, PRIMUS - *laughter* ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:41:07 AM): \\nothingimportantok.\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:41:12 AM): \\let'sjustgetbacktothesubject.\\
WordsofthWise (2:41:24 AM): ::No, wait...what chains? :: *very interested now*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:41:28 AM): \\NOTHING!\\
WordsofthWise (2:41:54 AM): ::Why are you so embarrased? Not like they
were used to bind or anything........right?:: *TRYING not to grin*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:42:03 AM): \\NOT.
IMPORTANT.\
crush all humanz (2:42:05 AM): *is laughing so hard*
crush all humanz (2:42:09 AM): :: CLEARLY IT IS. ::
MisterPrimeToYou (2:42:12 AM): \\OK, MOVING
ON.\\
MisterPrimeToYou (2:42:34 AM): \\I will pass
this list on, now, if there isn't anything else, I'll take my leave of this
comm.\\
crush all humanz (2:42:49 AM): *snerk* :: REMEMBER TO TAKE THE
CHAINS OFF THIS TIME. ::
WordsofthWise (2:43:03 AM): *chuckling* ::This must be something interesting...:: *gets
serious...and Fails at that* *laughs*
MisterPrimeToYou (2:43:19 AM): \\ohgojumpinasmelter*CLICK*\\
WordsofthWise (2:43:22 AM): *JUST dies laughing....a rare occurrance*
crush all humanz (2:43:36 AM): *lololol*
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WordsofthWise: ::Alright then. So we keep quiet to Blackout. Optimus has the list, so we are set so far.::
crush all humanz: :: ....................................I'M BOTH HORRIFIED AND INTRIGUED AS TO WHAT THAT OTHER LIST WAS FOR, BY THE WAY. ::
crush all humanz: *huff* :: THEN AGAIN, IT CAN'T BE ANY WEIRDER THAN SEEING PRIME WALKING AROUND IN TIRE CHAINS ALL DAY. ::
WordsofthWise: ::No, no, really...It's okay. A list from a very long time ago that I forgot to delete.::
WordsofthWise: O.o ::Please tell me about that.::
crush all humanz: :: HAHAHAHAHA ::
crush all humanz: *that continues for a good minute*
WordsofthWise: ::What?::
crush all humanz: :: TIRE CHAINS, OLD MAN. APPARENTLY - DON'T QUOTE ME, I HAVEN'T TRIED ANYTHING LIKE THAT MYSELF - TIRES ARE KINDA SENSITIVE. ::
crush all humanz: :: .....BY KINDA I MEAN PRETTY MUCH A LOT. ::
WordsofthWise: ::.......Tire...chains....???:: *snickering heard...which is even more rare than a full out laugh*
crush all humanz: :: APPARENTLY MEGATRON GOT THE IDEA, OR HE HEARD ABOUT IT, OR SOMETHING. I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT ANY MORE THAN FOR COMEDIC VALUE. ::
crush all humanz: :: EITHER WAY, ONE DAY I GUESS THEY FORGOT TO TAKE THE CHAINS OFF. ::
WordsofthWise: O.O ::They...forgot?::
crush all humanz: :: SO HE'S WALKING AROUND ALL DAY IN TIRE CHAINS, AND NOBODY CAN EVEN HANDLE THEMSELVES TO TELL HIM. ::
WordsofthWise: ::.....ALL DAY..???::
crush all humanz: :: ALL. DAY. ::
crush all humanz: *laughing*
crush all humanz: :: DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE IT. ::
WordsofthWise: ::.........:: *and the laughter ensues for a good sevral minutes*
crush all humanz: *grinning so big you could probably feel it over the damned comm* :: YEAH. NEEDLESS TO SAY HE'S GONNA KICK MY AFT FOR TELLING YOU, BUT IT'S SO WORTH IT. ::
crush all humanz: *boldly* :: I REGRET NOTHING. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Hehe...I appreciate it. Good dirt on someone is always good, no matter who.:: *still laughing a bit*
crush all humanz: :: DON'T I KNOW IT. STILL HAVE NOTHING ON MEGATRON, THOUGH. I'LL GET IT, SOMEDAY. UNTIL THEN, PRIME WILL HAVE TO DO. ::
WordsofthWise: *looks side to side* ::Shh...I will tell you what. I will keep an eye out for dirt on Megatron.::
crush all humanz: *shit-eating grin* :: SEE, I KNEW YOU WERE THE RIGHT KINDA GUY TO TALK TO. ::
WordsofthWise: *chuckles* :Glad I could live up to your standards, Crusher:: *amusement in his voice*
crush all humanz: :: YOU SHOULD BE, THEY'RE NOT EXACTLY LOW. I DON'T MEAN IT USUALLY WHEN I SAY I LIKE SOMEBODY, BUT YOU AREN'T SO BAD. :: *idly - i think he got distracted by some nurses or something.*
WordsofthWise: ::Well, thank you. I will take that as a compliment. And from what I hear, coming from you, that is a REALLY good thing.:: *grins* :Don't worry, I will keep your secret.::
crush all humanz: *chuckles* :: YEAH, IT RATHER IS. 'SPECIALLY DON'T TELL THE FEMMES, THEY WON'T STOP BUGGING ME ABOUT IT IF YOU DO. SLAGGERS, THE LOT OF 'EM. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Don't worry, I won't. I know you have a reputation to upkeep. I won't ruin it for you.:: *chuckling*
crush all humanz: :: IT'S VERY IMPORTANT FOR A MECH OF MY STATURE TO HAVE A REPUTATION, YOU UNDERSTAND. THAT, AND THE FACT THAT NINE-TIMES OUT OF TEN I REALLY DO HATE EVERYTHING. WHATEVER. ::
crush all humanz: :: .............YOU KNOW, YOU TOOK MY INSULTING PRIME PRETTY WELL. ::
WordsofthWise: *scratches head* ::Yeah, well...I figured you didn't know yet, so I didn't take it too hard. Didn't see a reason to. But....:: *sighes* ::Everyone has their opinion. Not for me to tell them what it has to be.::
crush all humanz: :: EH, FEEL FREE TO HIT ME OVER IT. PRIMUS, I SAY STUPID SHIT OFTEN ENOUGH I MIGHT AS WELL UPGRADE MY CRANIAL ARMORY FOR THE CONSTANT WHACKS. ::
crush all humanz: :: WON'T TAKE IT BACK, REALLY, BUT HITTING ME IS A GOOD WAY TO KNOCK THE FILTER BACK IN PLACE. ::
WordsofthWise: *he laughed at that* ::Nah, I don't think I will hit you for it. You make me laugh. For that, I will spare you the hitting.:: *grins*
crush all humanz: :: OH, GOODIE. :: *deadpan*
crush all humanz: :: GLAD I CAN BE YOUR PERSONAL JESTER, REALLY. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Unless you WANT me to hit you?:: *returning the deadpan monotone*
crush all humanz: :: NOT PARTICULARLY. HITTING IS USUALLY VIOLENT AND PEOPLE TEND TO DO IT WHEN I'M NOT PAYING ATTENTION. KIND OF DISCONCERTING. ::
crush all humanz: *idly* :: WONDER IF THIS'LL WORK. ::
WordsofthWise: ::It should, actually. Dispite the nature of it....the theory behind it IS, infact, sound.::
crush all humanz: :: YEAH SEE, NO ONE EVER LISTENS TO MY IDEAS BECAUSE THEY'RE CRAZY. :: *grumpily* :: THEY NEVER SEE THE GENIUS. IT'S A SHAME. ::
crush all humanz: :: I SWEAR, STARSCREAM WOULD ALREADY BE IN CHARGE OF THE DECEPTICONS IF HE HAD JUST LISTENED TO ME ONCE IN A WHILE. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Oh really, now?:: *amused*
crush all humanz: :: REALLY. I HAD THIS ONE IDEA THAT INVOLVED LOTS OF PINK PAINT. BUT... :: *sigh* :: EH, IT WAS DOOMED TO FAILURE. STARSCREAM HATES PINK. ::
crush all humanz: :: ..........I WONDER IF HE STILL USES THAT NIGHTLIGHT.... ::
WordsofthWise: ::Starscream? Pink? NIGHTLIGHT??? Wait, tell me about the nightlight?::
crush all humanz: *chuckles* :: HE HAS A NIGHTLIGHT. IT'S... AN ATOM, OR A MOLECULE, OR SOMETHING. WHATEVER. BUT PRIMUS, I MANAGED TO SHORT IT ONCE AND BOY DID HE EVER SCREAM! ::
WordsofthWise: ::What? He screamed because you turned off his nightlight...?:: *amused and interested*
crush all humanz: :: HE'S AFRAID OF THE DARK. ::
crush all humanz: :: OR WAS. HE MIGHT'VE GOTTEN OVER IT. ::
WordsofthWise: ::.......afraid of the dark......please...Tell me why that is amusing?:: *snickering quietly*
crush all humanz: :: BECAUSE IN SPACE, MEGATRON CAN'T HEAR YOU SCREAM "PLEASE HELP ME, MIGHTY MEGATROOOOON!" :: *does a fairly decent Starscream impression, without changing his audios to really get it down*
WordsofthWise: *and that sent him laughing hard over the comm for another few minutes*
crush all humanz: *griiiin* :: YEAH, NEEDLESS TO SAY, IT WAS WORTH THE BRIG. ::
WordsofthWise: ::You got thrown in the brig for that!?:: *still snickering*
crush all humanz: :: ....WELL, MORE THAN THE BRIG. BUT I REGRET NOTHING. ::
WordsofthWise: ::>.> I think I give you props for that.::
crush all humanz: *chuckles* :: THANKS. SLAGGER NEEDS TO BE TAKEN DOWN A FEW NOTCHES EVERY DAY, IT SEEMS. ::
WordsofthWise: ::It helps to keep him in line sometimes, I think.:: *he chuckled again*
crush all humanz: :: STILL DON'T SEE WHY HE'S SECOND IN COMMAND. BUT WHATEVER, IT ISN'T MY PROBLEM MEGATRON MAKES BAD LEADERSHIP DECISIONS. :: *pause* :: ....YEAH, DON'T MENTION THAT TO HIM EITHER. ::
WordsofthWise: *laughter heard over the comm* ::Alright, I won't. Promise.::*chuckles more*::You know, you aren't so bad yourself, either, Crusher.::
crush all humanz: :: .........EH, I HAVE MY MOMENTS. ::
crush all humanz: :: DON'T WORRY, THE DAYS WHERE YOU WANT TO HIT ME WILL FAR OUTWEIGH THE DAYS YOU THINK I'M OKAY. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Heh, I think I will be the judge of that.:: *grin*
crush all humanz: :: JUST DON'T GET YOUR HOPES UP, OLD MAN. I DIG HOLES VERY WELL. THEY'RE DEEP AND HARD TO GET OUT OF. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Oh really now? And how many times a day do you dig them?:: *chuckles*
crush all humanz: :: DEPENDS ON WHO I'M WITH. SEEMS TO BE HARD TO DO AROUND THE FEMMES, BUT I CAN GET AT LEAST THREE OR FOUR IN A FEW HOURS WITH BLACKOUT. ::
WordsofthWise: *he laughed* ::Blackout, Huh? I suppose you always dig the deepest one with those you care about...because they will be there to dig you out...unless they are really upset with you...:: *grins*
crush all humanz: :: ARE YOU KIDDING? BLACKOUT MUCH PREFERS ME HALF-WAY TO CHINA. :: *grumble* :: IT'S TOO EASY AROUND HIM, BUT WHAT CAN YOU DO. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Care for him anyway because he pulls you out...because when he needs you most, you'll be there time and again...:: *smile*
crush all humanz: :: ......................... :: *snort* :: WHATEVER. ::
WordsofthWise: *he didn't say anything, but a grin bigger than him could just be HEARD over the comm.* :: ........................................... ::
crush all humanz: :: YOU KNOW WHAT I TAKE IT BACK, YOU ARE ANNOYING, AND I DO HATE YOU. :: *aww, he don't mean it none.*
WordsofthWise: *he cracked up anyway, knowing he didn't mean it* ::Aww, come on, you know you don't hate me. I am helping you get Unicron trashed.::
crush all humanz: :: YEAH, YEAH.......... :: *long pause* :: ....I WONDER IF THERE'S A SOMBERO BIG ENOUGH FOR HIM. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Wonder if we could commission someone to make one...?::
crush all humanz: :: ....WE REALLY NEED TO. THE PLAN WON'T BE COMPLETE WITHOUT ONE. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Heh, Alright...so who do we know that makes the sombreros?::
crush all humanz: :: ......BRAWL WENT TO MEXICO. I SHOULD ASK HIM NEXT TIME I SEE HIM. I DON'T THINK ANY MECH ON BASE MAKES THEM... IF SWINDLE WERE AROUND AND NOT ON MY TO-KILL LIST I'D ASK HIM TO FIND US ONE. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Hmm....use what resources you have and maybe together we can come up with something.....::*strokes beard*
crush all humanz: :: I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO, OLD MAN. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Alright, you do that. I will see what I can find from my end.:: *nods*
crush all humanz: :: ....... :: *makes a noise* :: I SHOULD GO. EITHER JEFF JUST WOKE UP OR THOSE NURSES ARE POINTING AT ME FOR LAUGHING TO MYSELF. SLAGGING HOLOS... ::
WordsofthWise: ::Alright. Go on. Don't need more destractions. Take care of Jeff.::
crush all humanz: :: MAKE SURE PRIME ACTUALLY DOES HIS PART AND GETS THAT LIST TO THE... PRESIDENT OR WHATEVER, WILL YOU? ::
WordsofthWise: ::Will do. Even if I have to bug Megatron about it.::
crush all humanz: :: I'M SURE HE'LL LOVE THAT. SEE YOU AROUND, OLD MAN. ::
WordsofthWise: ::Later, Crusher.:: *grins*
crush all humanz: *comm click, silence!*