crush all humanz: augh.
flyingcorvette: i can't say half the things i'd like to
because they refer to the private log
flyingcorvette: *pouts*
crush all humanz: like "she fucking used her
aspergers as an excuse"?
flyingcorvette: YES
flyingcorvette: FUCK
crush all humanz: as;ldf
crush all humanz: i had to stop myself from pushing
enter on something XD
flyingcorvette: AND SAYS SHE'S TOO LAZY TO
FIX HER SPELLING/GRAMMAR
crush all humanz: I KNOW
flyingcorvette: SO RLY AFAIC, SHE CAN DIAF >\
flyingcorvette: ...wow, that was a lot of acronym
crush all humanz: *patpat*
crush all humanz: I don't want this to get blown out of
proportion, but I know it will be.
crush all humanz: :\
crush all humanz: thankfully I got my "DON'T COME
ASKING ME OR PRIME FOR HELP" request out XD
flyingcorvette: *spreads hands* it's what happens when
there's no mods.
flyingcorvette: you put it out in chat when there's hardly
anyone there XD
crush all humanz: True that.
crush all humanz: I don't mind people coming to me to
like, tell me whats going on - *is a dramahor* - but I
don't want people coming to me to FIX IT.
flyingcorvette: but you're outspoken about a lot of stuff,
so people take that to mean you're in charge XD
flyingcorvette: *thought you were, at first*
crush all humanz: Well
crush all humanz: ....Technically? Off the record? I
probably AM the mod.
crush all humanz: but like... we don't do moderators
like most do.
crush all humanz: everything plot-related is up to
everyone, not just a few people who want to do
something :\
flyingcorvette: ...i'm not sure how you mean that, but i
know you're pretty hands-off X3
crush all humanz: XD I mean there's no grand puba
who makes all the decisions.
crush all humanz: it's all democratic/communist XD
flyingcorvette: ...wts, it kicked me out
crush all humanz: WELCOME BACK ;D
flyingcorvette: ONLY NOT
crush all humanz: i was just wondering when you'd
notice XD
flyingcorvette: did they try picking the lock?
crush all humanz: yes.
crush all humanz: they tried picking the lock, grease,
soap, everything.
flyingcorvette: XD
crush all humanz: why?
crush all humanz: would Raoul like to try? XD
flyingcorvette: PLZ OUT OF MY HEAD
crush all humanz: oh no
crush all humanz: not you too!
flyingcorvette: WE'VE DONE THIS BEFORE.
OCCASIONALLY WE SHARE A BRAIN CELL.
crush all humanz: Blackoutmun and I do this all the
time D:
flyingcorvette: well, you talk to her a lot more often than
you do with me. i'm sure as our characters continue on
with the bizarre entity of a relationship they have, we'll
continue to merge brains.
crush all humanz: yes.
crush all humanz: it'll be very weird
crush all humanz: but it will have to happen, I
suppose.
flyingcorvette: srsly though, it occurred to me like
halfway through the log that raoul probably has
experience with it.
crush all humanz: he could try, if his mun is online and
blackout's willing XD
flyingcorvette: not at the moment, sadly, but i can catch
her tomorrow?
crush all humanz: :3
flyingcorvette: i'm just trying to imagine tracks' smug
look of "MY HUMAN SAVED YOUR AFT LOL"
crush all humanz: haha, it wouldn't work :<
crush all humanz: the keys!
crush all humanz: THE KEYS ARE THE KEY
flyingcorvette: WHERE ARRRRRE THEY?
crush all humanz: under the bar.
crush all humanz: XD
flyingcorvette: XD
flyingcorvette: is it going to be found soon?
crush all humanz: probably
crush all humanz: roller'll find them eventually
flyingcorvette: why would anyone talk to hook when
he's, like, never around?
crush all humanz: ?
flyingcorvette: *reading his post*
crush all humanz: haven't gotten around to that yet
crush all humanz: but his mun's always around - just
not always on his name XD
flyingcorvette: orly?
crush all humanz: yarly
flyingcorvette: *makes note*
crush all humanz: whenever runabout is on, hook is
technically available.
flyingcorvette: i always forget her alts
flyingcorvette: *will attempt to remember this for future
reference*
crush all humanz: XD
flyingcorvette: poor crusher
crush all humanz: ?
flyingcorvette: i'm finally reading the whole thing. i only
got partway in earlier.
crush all humanz: which part are you at now XD
flyingcorvette: talking to starscream
crush all humanz: haha <3
crush all humanz: starscream is love
flyingcorvette: i seriously love our screamer.
crush all humanz: i do too <3
crush all humanz: played SO well.
flyingcorvette: *nodnodnod*
flyingcorvette: i was surprised, when i joined. i figured if
there was a seeker to be played badly...
crush all humanz: but apparently he's the least of our
problems!
flyingcorvette: they seem very quiet lately, except for
having threesomes with prime and megatron and making
loud posts telling no one to contact him
crush all humanz: XD
flyingcorvette: bah.
crush all humanz: ?
flyingcorvette: anx postulates galvatron is tc-mun
crush all humanz: oh goddamn it, another one?
flyingcorvette: HOW MANY ALTS DOES SHE
HAVE, SRSLY
crush all humanz: i don't know :<
flyingcorvette: galvatron would be 8
crush all humanz: jesus christs.
crush all humanz: ...*christ.
flyingcorvette: wheee, bombshell!
flyingcorvette: <3 max
crush all humanz: <3 isn't he awesome
flyingcorvette: he is!
flyingcorvette: and YAY also because, srsly,
bombshells mind-control thing could be SO BAD in the
wrong hands
flyingcorvette: *inserts an apostrophe in there*
crush all humanz: it totally could be.
flyingcorvette: blackout could have bonecrusher break
his thumbs... he won't be a human forever, right?
crush all humanz: ........
crush all humanz: Bonecrusher likes his hands.
crush all humanz: if you catch his drift.
flyingcorvette: *snrk*
flyingcorvette: tracks could talk to crusher, if you still
want him harrassed?
crush all humanz: haha, he's talking to Arcee, and
seeing Ironhide about his gun, but Tracks is always
welcome to harass Bonecrusher.
flyingcorvette: *waves hand* don't worry about it, if
you're busy.
crush all humanz: I'm not XD
crush all humanz: I'm just fanning between dying
convo after dying convo
flyingcorvette: awwww
flyingcorvette: then there can be harrassment.
crush all humanz: :D
flyingcorvette: LOL PIE
flyingcorvette: oh roller <333
crush all humanz: <3!
flyingcorvette: would crusher be up and about?
crush all humanz: he's about to leave ironhide
flyingcorvette: then he can meet tracks in the halls
flyingcorvette: ((ZOOM BUBBLES))
crush all humanz: ((loovely))
crush all humanz: ((he's gone from ironhide! :D))
flyingcorvette: *Traversing the halls with several cubes of
Energon in his arms, Tracks heads back to his room, thankful
that the common area had been empty when he'd gone to stock
up.*
crush all humanz: *is wandering back towards his room,
gun lovingly propped against his shoulder (like a
continental soldier, perhaps?) - and oop. huh. tracks is out
and about?* ..... *he debates if he should make optic-contact
but then decides to do so, for the hell of it, slowing just a
marginal bit*
flyingcorvette: *Doesn't slow, but he isn't moving fast anyway,
and he has little reason to care about Bonecrusher seeing him,
given the situation. He meets his optics with a chilly look.* Quite
a weapon you have there. Intending to shoot an unsuspecting
mech for no reason?
crush all humanz: *smirks at that, looking at the gun briefly,
ignoring the burn* WELL, SLAG, LOOKS LIKE YOU FIGURED ME
OUT. *slides his optics back to Tracks, looking him over
mildly* THEY LET YOU OUT OF THE MEDBAY, HM? SURPRISED
YOU'RE WALKING AROUND.
flyingcorvette: Just barely. *He shifts the cubes in his arms,
pursing his lips slightly* The main repairs are done, in any case. I
won't fall apart.
crush all humanz: *shifts a little and comes to a stop before
actually running over the other* YEAH, APPARENTLY SO....
*eyes the cubes momentarily* .....*sigh* WANT HELP?
flyingcorvette: *Stops and looks at Bonecrusher a moment*
Yes, that'd be lovely. *And before he can take it back, Tracks
pushes the stack of cubes towards Bonecrusher so he either gets
to take them or let them fall.*
crush all humanz: *shifts veera enough to grab the cubes
easily - he wasn't intending to retract his statement* 'M
FOLLOWING YOU. *and steps aside to let the other lead*
flyingcorvette: *Tracks steps back with a nod and turns to
head down the corridor to his room, trying to ignore the way his
arms feel shaky and weak from carrying them even that far. His
room isn't too far away, thankfully, and he stands aside when he
opens the door to let Bonecrusher in first* Just set them on the
table, if you would.
crush all humanz: ((come in, come in, said the spider to the
fly? XD))
flyingcorvette: ((*snickers*))
flyingcorvette: ((*finally to the blackout/crusher emotional
discussion* awww, bobo, you sound like me in every
relationship ever.))
crush all humanz: *shrugs and gives the other the briefest
glance before entering, dumping the cubes rather
unceremoniously onto the table, careful only enough to not
break or spill or otherwise obstruct good energon from
being drunk*
crush all humanz: ((he's a softy on the inside.))
crush all humanz: ((not that he'd EVER admit it to ANYONE.))
flyingcorvette: ((not that ANYONE can tell, given he lets
drones and femmes use him for furniture fairly often))
crush all humanz: ((i know, seriously. he's such a sap.))
flyingcorvette: *Watching him, he nods, relaxing slightly as he
leaves the door to go sit down somewhat heavily on his berth*
Thank you.
crush all humanz: *shrugs a bit, eyeing all the energon* ARE
YOU PLANNIN' A PARTY, OR STOCKIN' UP FOR THE END OF THE
WORLD?
flyingcorvette: Stocking up. *Blandly* Then I don't have to
show my face in the common room before Ratchet finishes
reconstructing it. *Indeed, the scratches are gone, but the torn
and clawed edges are still obvious* Though drinking it all in one
go does seem like a good option.
crush all humanz: ....IT USUALLY GOES DOWN EASIER AFTER THE
SEVENTH OR EIGHTH CUBE, I'VE FOUND. *shakes his head* I'M
SURPRISED YOU AREN'T USIN' THE SCRATCHES TO TURN ALL
THE LITTLE AUTOBOTS AGAINST ME, PERSONALLY.
flyingcorvette: *dryly, maybe just a little bitter* I nearly -died-
and most of them couldn't be bothered to care. I don't think
running around with my face looking like a Predacon's chew toy
would do much except annoy everyone.
crush all humanz: IT AIN'T THAT BAD. AND YOU'D BE
SURPRISED AT HOW NOSY THE SLAGGERS ARE. *frowns*
SCRATCHES MEAN A FIGHT, MEAN POSSIBLE VIDEO. *mutters
something akin to "animals"*
flyingcorvette: Oh that's just what I need. *snorts lightly* I
think I'll just stick to hiding in here until I get my retouches and
look presentable again.
crush all humanz: ........YOU KNOW, THERE ARE A FEW REALLY
GOOD MUSICALS YOU MIGHT FEEL AN AFFINITY FOR IN YOUR
CURRENT STATE. *smirk - looks like he hid his gun away
where-ever it goes, since he's crossing his arms now* AND
MAYBE THEY DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU BECAUSE YOU DON'T GIVE
THEM A REASON, YOU IDIOT.
flyingcorvette: *Frowns at him* What are you talking about?
flyingcorvette: ((...tracks fails at harassment, apparently.))
crush all humanz: ((bonecrusher has the entire soundtrack
- 2 versions - of PotO on his harddrives thaanks to Genki XD))
crush all humanz: ((along with Hunchback of Notre Dame.))
crush all humanz: ((I just realized this.))
flyingcorvette: ((...LOL))
crush all humanz: NOTHIN' IN PARTICULAR, REGARDING THE
MUSICALS. IN THE OTHER TRAIN - YOU EVER THINK ABOUT, YOU
KNOW, TALKING TO OTHERS? GETTIN' OFF THE HIGH-HORSE?
GENERALLY HELPS MAKE PEOPLE CARE ABOUT YOU.
crush all humanz: *suddenly feels very weird giving advice
on this kinda stuff*
flyingcorvette: *frowns more* ...I talk to others.
crush all humanz: *flatly* REALLY. *level gaze*
flyingcorvette: I do! *confused* In the common area, mostly.
crush all humanz: WHAT DO YOU TALK ABOUT, EXACTLY?
*opticroll* WHAT THE BEST BRAND OF POLISH IS?
flyingcorvette: *Waves a hand, irritated* I'm not asking for
everyone to run to my side with sympathies and well-wishes. I
take issue with the fact that -someone-, who just happens to be
me in this case, was attacked and none of the Autobots seem
interested in the least. But I keep expecting things to be like they
-were- and that's obviously not the case.
crush all humanz: THAT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE A SELF-CENTERED
AFT. *shrugs* OR, AT LEAST, YOU PUT YOURSELF OUT AS ONE.
crush all humanz: *blunt like a hammer to the face!*
flyingcorvette: *He frowns deeper* What, because I like to
look good? Because I'm not interested in most of the drama that
occurs around here? Because I'm not a Decepticon apologist?
crush all humanz: BECAUSE YOU DON'T FIND THE TIME TO
REALLY GIVE A SLAG ABOUT ANYONE ELSE. TOO BUSY MAKING
OUT WITH YOUR REFLECTION, YOU IDIOT. *flatly* I'M PRETTY
SURE THERE ARE AT LEAST A FEW ON BASE THAT ACTUALLY
THINK YOU DO THAT, BY THE BY.
crush all humanz: SLAGGIT, EVEN I HAVE MORE FRIENDS THAN
YOU DO. *shakes his head* DOESN'T THAT SAY SOMETHIN'?
flyingcorvette: ((THIS CONVERSATION HAS TAKEN A
BIZARRE TURN))
crush all humanz: ((I KNOW D: ))
crush all humanz: ((feel free to throw something back into
his face to get him away from the "you needa get out more"
talk XD))
flyingcorvette: *Crosses his arms, looking quite annoyed* That
some people have no taste.
crush all humanz: *groans* OF COURSE. YOU'RE AN AFT. 'S ALL
THERE IS TO IT. I MIGHT BE A SADISTIC GLITCH, BUT I'M NOT
THE ONE HOARDING ENERGON IN MY ROOM AND BEMOANING
MY "BEAUTIFUL FACE". *and grabs a cube, tossing it to
Tracks*
flyingcorvette: ((*finishes log finally* unf.))
crush all humanz: ((i know really))
crush all humanz: ((god, it took until 4 AM XD))
flyingcorvette: *Catches it, just barely, and holds it to his
chest, giving Bonecrusher a dark look. It's hard to argue against
the truth though, so he just shifts the cube a little and lifts it up to
drain a good portion of it. Funny how proximity to Bonecrusher
makes getting wasted so compelling an idea. When he lowers it,
he scowls and lets the cube rest in his lap* The case for moving
out into the city grows by days, really. Why are you even here,
anyway? If this is part of you feeling badly for what you did, then
I'd really rather you moved on and forgot about it.
crush all humanz: I'M HOPING YOU'LL LET ME STEAL SOME OF
YOUR ENERGON, ACTUALLY. *deadpan* DRUNKARD,
REMEMBER?
crush all humanz: ALSO, IT'S LESS OF ME FEELING BAD AND
MORE OF ME WONDERING WHAT THE SLAG IS WRONG WITH
YOU.
flyingcorvette: Ah. Then feel free. I'll get more if I need it.
*Optics narrow, somewhere between bemused and confused
again* Wrong with me?
crush all humanz: *snags a cube and tosses a bit of it back, looking at Tracks levelly* THE FACT THAT YOU'RE TOLERATIN' MY COMPANY THIS WELL
IS LEADIN' ME TO SUSPECT THERE'S SOMETHING OFF IN YER PROCESSORS. AND THE FACT THAT YOU OBVIOUSLY FEEL A LITTLE UPSET THAT NO ONE CAME
TO SEE YOU IN THE MEDBAY, AND YET YOU SEEM TO BE TAKING IT ALL IN A STRIDE.
flyingcorvette: *Frowns, looking down at his cube* ...Maybe there is something wrong. I don't -like- you, but your company is still better than that of
most I've found so far. And that despite trying very hard to kill me. *He glances up, slightly uncertain, and looks at the wall opposite his berth* I don't
know. Maybe I hoped that the Autobots would care about one of their own, simply because he -was-. But things are different now.
crush all humanz: NO ONE CARES ABOUT ANYONE ELSE AROUND HERE UNLESS THERE'S AN EMOTIONAL ATTACHMENT. I THINK YOU'VE FIGURED THAT OUT
BY NOW, THOUGH. *takes a swig* AND, LIKE I KEEP TELLIN' PEOPLE, I'M BETTER THE MORE I'VE HAD TO DRINK.
flyingcorvette: *sighs and drinks from his cube again, with a bit more moderation this time* This is perhaps the strangest night of my life - getting life
advice from a Decepticon that doesn't quite hate me enough to kill me, as he drinks my hoarded Energon.
crush all humanz: HEY, IT'S ENERGON. I'D DO PRETTY MUCH ANYTHING FOR IT. *tips back the rest of the cube and shrugs, replacing it with a new
one* AND AS MUCH AS I HATE TO ADMIT IT, I'M NOT REALLY BORED BY YOU. *smirks as he takes a sip* YER MORE COMPLICATED THAN THE OTHER
AUTOBOTS ON BASE, AT LEAST. GIVES ME SOMETHING TO DO WHEN I'M NOT TRYING TO BREAK A PAIR OF HANDCUFFS.
flyingcorvette: ...You know you just finished implying I'm vapidly self-absorbed and now I'm complicated? Primus. *He shakes his head and has another
drink, lowering it after a moment to give Bonecrusher a wary look* ...Handcuffs?
crush all humanz: I'M SAYING THAT YOU PORTRAY YOURSELF AS SELF-ABSORBED. THERE'S A DIFFERENCE. *glugs a bit down and adds* YES,
HANDCUFFS.
flyingcorvette: *Decides to ignore the first bit for now* Why were you trying to break a pair of handcuffs?
crush all humanz: BECAUSE I LOST THE KEYS. *siiip*
flyingcorvette: ...That makes sense. *Has another drink, then continues* So where were the handcuffs that you had to break them, as I assume it was
important to do so rather than throw them away?
flyingcorvette: ((...bombshell is offering help to tracks. i think i love max like burning.))
crush all humanz: CONSIDERING THEY'RE ATTACHED TO BLACKOUT'S WRISTS, IT'D BE KIND OF HARD TO THROW THEM AWAY. AND HE KIND OF LIKES
HAVING HIS ARMS FREE. *takes a long drink*
crush all humanz: ((<3 i know, he's so awesome. he's here telling me all about it XD))
crush all humanz: ((he says "weevil-babies" are in store.))
flyingcorvette: ((...LOL))
flyingcorvette: ((*waves* HI MAX :D))
crush all humanz: ((*waves* HI TRACKS he says))
flyingcorvette: *Tracks pauses. Then he has a drink, and upon lowering it, looks like he's trying to decide whether to laugh or be highly disturbed* ...I'm
going to infer that you -haven't- been able to break them, then.
crush all humanz: NOPE. *shakes his head* IRONHIDE AND STARSCREAM TRIED LASERS, PRIME TRIED HIS SWORD... HOOK EVEN HAD A GO. BLACKOUT
TRIED TO PICK THE LOCK... AND THEN TRIED GNAWING HIS HANDS OFF. NOTHIN' WORKS, SO WE'RE MAKIN' DUE UNTIL WE FIND THE KEYS. MIGHT BE IN
THE COMMON ROOM, NOT SURE.
flyingcorvette: *Grimaces* What in Primus' name are they made of?
crush all humanz: WE'RE NOT SURE, BUT EVERYONE WANTS SOME OF THE ALLOY FOR SOMETHING.
flyingcorvette: *Finishes the cube, which is what allows him to continue on his train of thought* And you didn't think to have the keys when you put them
on him?
crush all humanz: *sourly takes another swig* I THOUGHT FOR SURE I HAD THE KEYS. I COULD HAVE SWORN I HAD THEM. *sighs* OH WELL. I'VE
PITIED MYSELF ENOUGH OVER THAT WHOLE FIASCO.
flyingcorvette: *Snorts and motions for Bonecrusher to toss him another cube* I'm not sure I care to know more details. And I'd make fun of you, but
then I'd have to get up to get my drink.
crush all humanz: *shrugs and tosses him another cube* NOT REALLY. 'S YER ROOM. BESIDES, I'M KINDA USED TO IT BY NOW.
flyingcorvette: ((they're kind of like the odd couple. only retarded.))
crush all humanz: ((to say the LEAST XD))
crush all humanz: ((retarded, bi-polar, and dysfunctional.))
flyingcorvette: ((but that's what makes them interesting, at least XD))
flyingcorvette: *catches it a little more easily, since he's expecting it, and takes a drink before doing anything else* --So you're stuck, in any case.
*Tracks taps the side of his cube* ...Have you had anyone look at it that has experience with handcuffs? The human variety, I mean.
crush all humanz: NOT PARTICULARLY. I DON'T THINK PICKING THEM WOULD WORK, ANYWAYS, CONSIDERING BLACKOUT'S PRETTY GOOD WITH HIS
HANDS AND HE COULDN'T GET IT. *sips at his cube*
flyingcorvette: *Makes a face* If you're drinking my Energon, the least you could do is not provide me with the gritty details of your personal life. *He
has another, generous gulp to wash away the accompanying thoughts*
crush all humanz: I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT. I JUST MEANT THAT HE CAN - YOU KNOW WHAT, NO MATTER WHAT I SAY, IT'S GONNA SOUND WRONG.
*shakes his head* IN EITHER CASE, I'M SURE THE KEYS'LL TURN UP EVENTUALLY.
flyingcorvette: *Shrugs* If not, I do know someone who might be able to help.
crush all humanz: *idly* EVERYONE'S WELCOME TO TRY THEIR HAND AT IT, AT THIS POINT. *siiip* I LIKE HOW YOU AVOID ONE AVENUE OF DISCUSSION
FOR HANDCUFFS.
flyingcorvette: *Finishes another deep drink and arches an optic ridge* There's several things I'm avoiding at this point - which is this one?
crush all humanz: *smirks* YOU CAN START AT THE TOP OF THE LIST, IN THAT CASE. I WAS THINKIN' ABOUT HOW YOU'RE BEING GUARDED ABOUT BEING
UPSET ABOUT THE MESS I MADE YOU.
flyingcorvette: ((...this is like the robotic equivalent of visiting a back alley plastic surgeon.))
crush all humanz: ((XD "yeeeeeeeeeeessss" says Max))
flyingcorvette: Me? Guarded? I thought I was pretty outspoken about how much I dislike it.
crush all humanz: YEAH, YOU MADE IT CLEAR THAT YOU WERE ANNOYED THAT YOUR POOR FACE GOT SCRATCHED UP. AND YET, HERE I AM IN YOUR ROOM,
LIQUORED UP, AND YOU HAVEN'T DECIDED TO PULL A GUN ON ME TO GET EVEN, OR EVEN YELLED AT ME ABOUT IT.
flyingcorvette: *Is quiet a long moment, toying with the edge of his cube* Shooting you wouldn't do any good, neither would threatening you.
crush all humanz: IT PROBABLY WOULDN'T, BUT IT USUALLY MAKES ONE FEEL BETTER. *siiip*
flyingcorvette: Probably, but that's supposedly what separates the civil from the savage. *Dryly, taking another drink* I'm rebuilt enough that I can
transform again, in any case.
crush all humanz: THE ONE THING THAT SEPARATES THE CIVIL AND THE SAVAGE IS RESTRAINT WHEN IT'S NECESSARY - NOT WHEN YOU WANT TO SAVE
FACE. *smirks, taking a quick gulp* SO TO SPEAK.
flyingcorvette: ((*snrk* and i need to go crash. finish tomorrow?))
crush all humanz: ((sure thing. i feel bad for tracks tomorrow....))
flyingcorvette: ((... >_>))
crush all humanz: ((well, regarding his... time with bombshell. :<))
flyingcorvette: ((o_o))
crush all humanz: ((if he feels violated feel free to come to bonecrusher :D))
flyingcorvette: ((lol XD okay, night))
