Post by SugarCube on May 3, 2008 6:46:52 GMT -5
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 20:56 Ds~
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 20:56 the snuggly 'Con :3
Ur? Snuggly? That was just, just. Not Right. Red optics narrowed with indignation, Dissever tracked the sound of one sharp, pithy bark of laughter up to the apartment, and started to really pay attention to the Cbox.
SugarKitteh Fri 20:58 he'sa snugglebug <3
"SC, that's just wrong!" he yelled up in the general direction of One Very Stupid Human.
"Is not, baby, you are so a snugglebug!" came the response. Ratchet snickered. Dissever glared, and Prowl simply shifted on his shocks, high beams flashing a mocking response back at him. Dumb Autobots -
Mandy Fri 20:59 Dissever... *snugs*
- Ooh, a virtual snug.
... coming from the 'Con Mama, and his Blizzard, by sorta-power-of-association-type of extension, he could live with that. Dissever snorted amusement.
"You're such a painted 'Con," Ratchet muttered, the row of PIAF lights flicking at him in display just like Prowl's.
"Shuddup, dumbnut."
"Glitch."
"Don't make me get out the arc welders - "
"Oh, bring it, mech - "
"And stuff it, idiots," came another order, followed by a stuffed tiger that bonked off the black Benz. Man, he and SC were going to have words.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 20:59 shoulda made him a VW beetle.
... If he had enough jaw to drop, he'd have dropped it. Some distance away, Megatron, folded into his Pur Sang Veyron alt mode, laughed. Wait, let's go over that again.
Megatron.
Laughing.
His boss, laughing. At him.
"There goes your big bad boy image, Dizzy," cracked the Autobot medic, who was seated on a massive concrete slab. Chartreuse plating gleamed almost painfully in the sun.
"Mute it, Neon," he grumbled, unfolding out of his alt mode, grabbing the tiger - SC had gleefully tagged it 'Dissever' in some dubious honour of him - and lobbed it back up through the window. Damned girl living so high up.
"You know, a GL-550 Benz does not exactly have a 'bad boy image', as you put it, Ratchet," Prowl chipped in.
"Oh my Primus, it actually speaks?!" he cried out dramatically, mimicking some human woman's swooning pose.
"Just because I do not wish to waste my time giving you my attention - "
"Can it, babydoll, and I know what you're about to say; Benz, luxury, not scary, blah blah blah. Check. What's new?"
"Maybe that you really are some dizzy idiot that's digging his own Pit, since you're smarting off at Ruu, but you probably already know that."
"Oh, this is going to be good. Why're you sulking all the way over there for, Prowl? Get a highgrade and keep a mech company," the Hummer said, flashing the tactician a wide grin as he scooted to one side, patted the warm concrete. The black-and-white flashed his lights, declining the invite.
Dissever scowled, turned his attention back to Cbox.
SugarKitteh Fri 20:59 Ds: *bemused look*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:00 Ds: .... a *Beetle*? Oh, hell no, missy.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:00 coulda called you a real snugglebug!
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:00 besides, they're cuute.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:00 Ds: Pass. They're *titchy* little things.
Mandy Fri 21:00 *snicker*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:00 yea. kinda.
Mandy Fri 21:00 WTF... I'm so ADD today.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:00 but the Benz is ugly.
Hearing the muffled explosive snorts from the mechs around him, Dissever scowled, engine growling in irritation.
"Seriously, mute it, you neon-green wideaft," he grumbled, flicking a pebble in Ratchet's direction.
Mandy Fri 21:01 Shh... Blizzard takes exception to that.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:01 Ds: You're making me think you're jealous. Or something like.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:02 jealous? of what?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:02 i has sexy cars over here.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:02 Ds: Like what? The Solstice? The most that one ever could be is *cute*. Not sexy.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:03 Lambo, fucktard.
"Italian trash," he snorted.
"Figures you'd quote Kill Bill."
"Hey, I like that movie. Even though the blood and gore could use work."
"A lot of work," Prowl muttered.
"Awww, baby boy's grumpy. Whassa matter, your skirt split when you bent over? Maybe you just need to overhaul your wardrobe."
"Mute it, Dissever."
"Make me."
Mandy Fri 21:03 *snerk*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:03 and i happen to think the Solstice is cute.
"Seriously Ruu? Weren't you saying it was sexy the other day? Midlife crisis car sexy?"
"Pot, kettle, black," Nissan offered.
"You confuse me."
"Good for you."
"Man, what crawled up your tailpipe and died?" whuffed the Benz. "He always like this, Ratchet?"
"Only when you're around."
"... so helpful. Yeah, I love you too."
Ratchet shuddered, rolled his optics. "Urgh. Don't even think that."
Latte Fri 21:03 *snickers*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:03 and said "cute" Solstice says you can take your bedside manner, shove it up your exhaust pipe, and TWIST.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:03 well, no, i think the Solstice is sexy. dammit. sleepy.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:04 *looks at nails*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:04 Ds: ... I'm going to take a steel rebar, shove it up your Solstice's aft sideways and twist.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:04 c'mere, Ds. lesse if i can scratch your paint with these~ >3
"... Dream on, thimblebrain."
"We should just strap you down and experiment." Ratchet lifted the cube in a salute.
"... over my dead, empty spark casing. Sure you're not overcharged, CMO?"
"And just who was it that drank you under the table last week?"
"He's Megatron," Dissever muttered, casting a wary glance over at the Veyron. Again, lights flashed in amusement.
This was so not his day.
Mandy Fri 21:04 That sounds... painful Ds.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:04 Ds: You'd break a nail.
Mandy Fri 21:05 Woot! Drunk 'cons rock!
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:05 Jazz: here, lemme go get a crowbar to mash your face in - even though it looks like someone already beat me to it.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:05 Ruu? worry about breaking a nail? pft. Ds. really.
Mandy Fri 21:05 TC, you fraggin' lightweight. One cube and you're off your aft.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:05 TC: ...
SugarKitteh Fri 21:05 Ds: Sure thing Rabbit. If you can *reach*.
Mandy Fri 21:06 *smirk* Microbots.
Latte Fri 21:06 *snicker*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:06 Jazz: oh, i can reach. you think i'm in the position i'm in not being able to reach anything? dumbaft.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:08 Ds: Oh, I dunno. I mean, your boyfriend's bigger than you even with him taking away parts for doorwings.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:09 Jazz: and your point -is-?
SugarKitteh Fri 21:09 Ds: You're still a tiny mech?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:09 Jazz: and that needs to bother me..?
SugarKitteh Fri 21:10 Ds: No, just means we probably need to put a bell on you just so we can tell where you are.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:10 Jazz: nope. y'ain't putting a bell on me.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:11 Ds: Dun see why not. It'd be cute and all.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:11 Jazz: though your girlfriend, i don't think she'd object to the bell or the collar.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:11 Ds: Big ol' cowbell.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:11 Jazz: cowbells go on cows. closest thing we have to those? you, Perceptor and, uhm... Blizzard.
"I'mma dog, fraggit. Black Labrador Retriever. And I'm not the one with the mammaries and the milk production capabilities."
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:12 Jazz: although, really. even for a cow, you're ugly XD
SugarKitteh Fri 21:14 Ds: I'm flattered.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:14 Jazz: there's a compliment in there, somewhere, i'm sure.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:14 Ds: So! That takes care of what we're gonna give the 'Bots for Christmas.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:14 Jazz: ...i don't want a bell.
"I'm definitely getting that silver menace a bell."
At that, Prowl unfolded out of his alt, crossed his arms and glared at Dissever. "You even think about sending that out to him, I'm going to string you up by your neck cabling."
"Mech, you've got issues."
"Don't blame me," the Nissan went on, doorwings stiff with deep-seated annoyance. "Just looking out for my sanity and the integrity of my plating."
"Well, tell your bitbrained ingrate of a medic to improve his bedside manner - FRAGGIT, Ratchet!" he snarled, whirling on the Hummer. "That hurt! Keep your damned cubes to yourself, glitch!"
"Lo siento, mi amigo."
"...English, mech, English."
SugarKitteh Fri 21:15 Ds: *smirks*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:15 Jazz: why do -i- have to have the bell?
SugarKitteh Fri 21:16 Ds: Don't like it? Put it on your boyfriend.
Prowl's doorwings visibly hiked up at that.
"Settle, Prowl, or you'll strain something," Ratchet called out, optics sharp as he eyed the pair, ready to intervene before things got really out of hand.
Dissever, unfortunately, was at a point where he pretty much threw caution to the wind; needling the Nissan was too irresistable.
"Really! I know this femme, she's great at making things. Get a collar made for you, eh, copper? Get you a pretty lil' silver bell to go with, and your mate can have a black-and-white collar, red bell. Sounds kinda nice, don'tcha think, SC?"
Muffled explosive snort-giggle-whatever the Pit kind of noise a human made when suppressing laughter.
The tactician's blue visor shinked into place and he leapt forward, slammed into his alt so fast Ratchet winced, and barreled straight for the black Benz, sirens blaring and lights flashing -
"Oh, slag, SC~~~!! GET THAT STUPID HOUND DOG OFFA MY AFT, FER PRIMUS' SWEET LUGNUTS!" roared the GL550 as he barely threw himself out of the way, rolled, transformed and shot off down a side street - Prowl skidded after him, plating shifted, he fired off a breathlessly quick series of plasma shots aimed square for the much larger hulk of black retreating mech -
"You claimed that berth, lie in it, mech."
"FRAG, YOU'RE NO HELP!"
"Feisty," came the low rumble from the Veyron. Ratchet eyed him warily, then snorted, watching the pair tear past the parking lot, one a lumbering not-so-nimble chunk of black luxury SUV and the other a sleek flashing slip of black and white and screaming sirens and flaring lights.
"If by that you mean he's an idiot with a broken CPU-to-vocalizer filter, no sense of self-preservation and a distinct affinity for crafting his own casket..."
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:16 *snerk*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:17 *head on table, laughing helplessly*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:17 Jazz: uh huh. riight.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:17 Prowl's chasing Ds. Sirens and all XDDDD
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:17 Jazz: so worth it ^^
SugarKitteh Fri 21:17 <3
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:18 get him Prowl! get him XD
SugarKitteh Fri 21:18 S'far as speed goes? No contest XD
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:18
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:18 350 loses to Benz?
"Oh ye of little faith," muttered the Nissan.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:19 Prowl's insulted and Ds is cackling XD
SugarKitteh Fri 21:19 Benz, big, heavy.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:19 and ugly. don't forget the ugly.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:19 i'm sorry Prowl!
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:19 but i dunno the specs onna Nissan.
Think, mech, think - you're a offroader, dumbnut, make use of it!
Next turn that he fishtailed through, Dissever rammed past sidewalk and fencing and scrambled up a steep slope, cut left and up onto the bike trail. Too rough for sporty little bits like Prowl. Hah.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:19 Prowl would have him whipped if, um. Ds hadn't gone off-road XD
Screeching to a stop, 300 horses and then some screamed from underneath the scraped black-and-white hood in irritated frustration, echoing the bleeping sirens. Smug, Dissever picked his way over the rough terrain and nipped out into a neighbouring street, the route too convulated for Prowl to catch up immediately. He shook himself, burnt rubber and made fast tracks to the parking lot -
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:20 aww,Prowl.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:20 get Ratch.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:21 *peers at Ratch*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:21 I should so save the tech specs for all my crew.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 Ratch is Hummer.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 could go off-road.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 mebbeh not so fast like >> << >>;
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 oh oh! learned yesterday!
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 Lambos get 9 mpg.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:22 Want to confirm that Ratch's bigger. Dunno about *fast*...
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:23 slooow Hummer.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:23 o.o
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:23 yup. 9 mpg.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:23 i stared at Sunny and he laughed.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:23 XD
Latte Fri 21:24 *snerk*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:24 and tha~t's why y'dun see many :3
- Or he would have if almost six tonnes and roughly six-wide of Hummer(frickin' wide-aft) hadn't suddenly appeared in his forward sight and -
SugarKitteh Fri 21:24 Argh XD
SugarKitteh Fri 21:25 Ratch just backed into Ds...
Owwww, oww oww oww. Glitch.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:25 oh, ouch.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:25 Hummer butt!
"Watch where the slag you go, you wide-aft!"
"You're just about six-wide yourself, pot," Ratchet snapped back. "You think I've got nothing to complain about?"
"You're such a bitch, but hey, that's fine, since you're pretty much Ironhide's bitch - "
Slaggin' mech was a faster draw, he reflected. Transformed and armed before Dissever could even so much as back up. On hindsight, that wasn't so smart.
" - okay, I take that back. Whatever. Though it still doesn't change the facts - "
"I'm going to tell 'Hide to radio ahead to Lennox, and tell him, he's about to get a very sleek and pretty keychain with a Benz badge on it."
"... and a Lambo tricycle for his spawn. And a toaster. Nice. You really spoil your 'hyoomahns'."
In answer, Ratchet's saw engaged and clicked into place. "You want a headstart?"
"... Pass. I call Pax. Now can we get out of here? My nose is aching. Hittin' your aft is worse than getting t-boned by a garbage truck going at a hundred kilos."
"Voice of experience, I take it."
"I watch and learn, glitchhead."
"Really? Coulda fooled me, with your consistent i'mma-idiot-feel-free-to-smelt-me-now behaviour."
"Man, jus' because I like to mess with your collective heads..."
"... And you call willingly tangling with Megatron what, cyber-kitten tricks? When you've been fixing up Starscream after he's been worked over by the 'Con Commander?"
"Hey, you ain't the one having to deal with a mopey femme, so stuff it."
"Crazy."
SugarKitteh Fri 21:26 And now they're transformed and arguing. This is a *circus*.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:27 arguing?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:27 damn. i want the monologue.
Tursiops Fri 21:27 o.O
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:27 dialog. whatevs.
Latte Fri 21:27 Hi Cetus.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:27 Cetus!<3
Tursiops Fri 21:27 *grin* Hey
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:28 i've decided that 'Hide and Siders need to sign an alliance, or something.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:28 Essentially, 'you don't chase *my* patients, kthnx' and 'what's it to you? I'mma 'Con, damn well chase them when I please'
"...That's not how it went, SC." Dissever scowled, seated on the concrete slab serving as temporary berth.
"Whutev. That's what I was getting from you guys."
"I think your audios are malfunctioning."
"Shuttup, Dissever, they already are, and no, I can't fix them."
"It really sucks to be human - MECH! WATCH IT!!"
Ratchet slammed a dented piece of plating back into shape, patted it.
"What?"
Latte Fri 21:28 WB Mandy.
Mandy Fri 21:28 Boo on bad 'nets!
Tursiops Fri 21:29 okay...
Tursiops Fri 21:29 why alliance?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:29 ..Ds was chasing Prowl?
"... No, Prowl was chasing Dizzy," grumbled the Benz with the careful patience of someone explaining something to someone else that had a very, very old OS and a very, very slow processor.
"Duh, Benz."
"SC, I'm so going to sue you for misleading information."
"Well, if you wanna pay off the house mortgage..."
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:29 because Sides is making Sunny listen to annoying gospel song.
Tursiops Fri 21:29 Hey Mandy
Tursiops Fri 21:29 Ahh.
Mandy Fri 21:29 Hey Cetus.
Dissever paced to one end of the parking lot, had just turned back when the sudden familiar sound of a V6 echoed through the space and -
Sky and ground tumbled in a dizzying whirl, and a sudden weight on his back announced the presence of Prowl; or rather, Prowl's foot on his back.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:32 Although, okay, I've never really seen them interact like that. And Megs is a Pur Sang Veyron rumbling laughter, and Prowl... just slammed Ds's legs out from underneath him. *facepalms*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:32 ... this bears writing out as a crackfic.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:33 *laughs with Jazz*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:33 pls, SC. do.
Tursiops Fri 21:33 Was there something that started the SC mech battle royale? Or is this why boredom is bad?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:34 Ds commented on putting a bell on Prowl cuz Jazz didn't like the idea.
Tursiops Fri 21:34 *nod*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:34 thur is tag
SugarKitteh Fri 21:34 Prowl took violent exception to that.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 SC, Mandy and possibly Mandy tag.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 thought he was collected mech?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 type that plots in the corner while you're not paying attention?
SugarKitteh Fri 21:35 Possibly because also I was toying with animating him doing the Caramelldansen... he wasn't in the best of moods XD
"Correction, SC, the Caramelldansen wasn't everything."
"Yeah, you needed a whole set of factors..."
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 *snickerfit*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 but that -is- the best kind of mood.
Tursiops Fri 21:36 *snort giggle*
Tursiops Fri 21:36 *snort giggle*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:36 Yep. Though even collected breaks every now and again. Guess Ds pulled the short stick this time <3
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:36 *snicker*
"Autobitches."
"Shaddup, Benz-E."
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 20:56 the snuggly 'Con :3
Ur? Snuggly? That was just, just. Not Right. Red optics narrowed with indignation, Dissever tracked the sound of one sharp, pithy bark of laughter up to the apartment, and started to really pay attention to the Cbox.
SugarKitteh Fri 20:58 he'sa snugglebug <3
"SC, that's just wrong!" he yelled up in the general direction of One Very Stupid Human.
"Is not, baby, you are so a snugglebug!" came the response. Ratchet snickered. Dissever glared, and Prowl simply shifted on his shocks, high beams flashing a mocking response back at him. Dumb Autobots -
Mandy Fri 20:59 Dissever... *snugs*
- Ooh, a virtual snug.
... coming from the 'Con Mama, and his Blizzard, by sorta-power-of-association-type of extension, he could live with that. Dissever snorted amusement.
"You're such a painted 'Con," Ratchet muttered, the row of PIAF lights flicking at him in display just like Prowl's.
"Shuddup, dumbnut."
"Glitch."
"Don't make me get out the arc welders - "
"Oh, bring it, mech - "
"And stuff it, idiots," came another order, followed by a stuffed tiger that bonked off the black Benz. Man, he and SC were going to have words.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 20:59 shoulda made him a VW beetle.
... If he had enough jaw to drop, he'd have dropped it. Some distance away, Megatron, folded into his Pur Sang Veyron alt mode, laughed. Wait, let's go over that again.
Megatron.
Laughing.
His boss, laughing. At him.
"There goes your big bad boy image, Dizzy," cracked the Autobot medic, who was seated on a massive concrete slab. Chartreuse plating gleamed almost painfully in the sun.
"Mute it, Neon," he grumbled, unfolding out of his alt mode, grabbing the tiger - SC had gleefully tagged it 'Dissever' in some dubious honour of him - and lobbed it back up through the window. Damned girl living so high up.
"You know, a GL-550 Benz does not exactly have a 'bad boy image', as you put it, Ratchet," Prowl chipped in.
"Oh my Primus, it actually speaks?!" he cried out dramatically, mimicking some human woman's swooning pose.
"Just because I do not wish to waste my time giving you my attention - "
"Can it, babydoll, and I know what you're about to say; Benz, luxury, not scary, blah blah blah. Check. What's new?"
"Maybe that you really are some dizzy idiot that's digging his own Pit, since you're smarting off at Ruu, but you probably already know that."
"Oh, this is going to be good. Why're you sulking all the way over there for, Prowl? Get a highgrade and keep a mech company," the Hummer said, flashing the tactician a wide grin as he scooted to one side, patted the warm concrete. The black-and-white flashed his lights, declining the invite.
Dissever scowled, turned his attention back to Cbox.
SugarKitteh Fri 20:59 Ds: *bemused look*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:00 Ds: .... a *Beetle*? Oh, hell no, missy.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:00 coulda called you a real snugglebug!
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:00 besides, they're cuute.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:00 Ds: Pass. They're *titchy* little things.
Mandy Fri 21:00 *snicker*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:00 yea. kinda.
Mandy Fri 21:00 WTF... I'm so ADD today.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:00 but the Benz is ugly.
Hearing the muffled explosive snorts from the mechs around him, Dissever scowled, engine growling in irritation.
"Seriously, mute it, you neon-green wideaft," he grumbled, flicking a pebble in Ratchet's direction.
Mandy Fri 21:01 Shh... Blizzard takes exception to that.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:01 Ds: You're making me think you're jealous. Or something like.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:02 jealous? of what?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:02 i has sexy cars over here.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:02 Ds: Like what? The Solstice? The most that one ever could be is *cute*. Not sexy.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:03 Lambo, fucktard.
"Italian trash," he snorted.
"Figures you'd quote Kill Bill."
"Hey, I like that movie. Even though the blood and gore could use work."
"A lot of work," Prowl muttered.
"Awww, baby boy's grumpy. Whassa matter, your skirt split when you bent over? Maybe you just need to overhaul your wardrobe."
"Mute it, Dissever."
"Make me."
Mandy Fri 21:03 *snerk*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:03 and i happen to think the Solstice is cute.
"Seriously Ruu? Weren't you saying it was sexy the other day? Midlife crisis car sexy?"
"Pot, kettle, black," Nissan offered.
"You confuse me."
"Good for you."
"Man, what crawled up your tailpipe and died?" whuffed the Benz. "He always like this, Ratchet?"
"Only when you're around."
"... so helpful. Yeah, I love you too."
Ratchet shuddered, rolled his optics. "Urgh. Don't even think that."
Latte Fri 21:03 *snickers*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:03 and said "cute" Solstice says you can take your bedside manner, shove it up your exhaust pipe, and TWIST.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:03 well, no, i think the Solstice is sexy. dammit. sleepy.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:04 *looks at nails*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:04 Ds: ... I'm going to take a steel rebar, shove it up your Solstice's aft sideways and twist.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:04 c'mere, Ds. lesse if i can scratch your paint with these~ >3
"... Dream on, thimblebrain."
"We should just strap you down and experiment." Ratchet lifted the cube in a salute.
"... over my dead, empty spark casing. Sure you're not overcharged, CMO?"
"And just who was it that drank you under the table last week?"
"He's Megatron," Dissever muttered, casting a wary glance over at the Veyron. Again, lights flashed in amusement.
This was so not his day.
Mandy Fri 21:04 That sounds... painful Ds.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:04 Ds: You'd break a nail.
Mandy Fri 21:05 Woot! Drunk 'cons rock!
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:05 Jazz: here, lemme go get a crowbar to mash your face in - even though it looks like someone already beat me to it.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:05 Ruu? worry about breaking a nail? pft. Ds. really.
Mandy Fri 21:05 TC, you fraggin' lightweight. One cube and you're off your aft.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:05 TC: ...
SugarKitteh Fri 21:05 Ds: Sure thing Rabbit. If you can *reach*.
Mandy Fri 21:06 *smirk* Microbots.
Latte Fri 21:06 *snicker*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:06 Jazz: oh, i can reach. you think i'm in the position i'm in not being able to reach anything? dumbaft.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:08 Ds: Oh, I dunno. I mean, your boyfriend's bigger than you even with him taking away parts for doorwings.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:09 Jazz: and your point -is-?
SugarKitteh Fri 21:09 Ds: You're still a tiny mech?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:09 Jazz: and that needs to bother me..?
SugarKitteh Fri 21:10 Ds: No, just means we probably need to put a bell on you just so we can tell where you are.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:10 Jazz: nope. y'ain't putting a bell on me.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:11 Ds: Dun see why not. It'd be cute and all.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:11 Jazz: though your girlfriend, i don't think she'd object to the bell or the collar.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:11 Ds: Big ol' cowbell.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:11 Jazz: cowbells go on cows. closest thing we have to those? you, Perceptor and, uhm... Blizzard.
"I'mma dog, fraggit. Black Labrador Retriever. And I'm not the one with the mammaries and the milk production capabilities."
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:12 Jazz: although, really. even for a cow, you're ugly XD
SugarKitteh Fri 21:14 Ds: I'm flattered.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:14 Jazz: there's a compliment in there, somewhere, i'm sure.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:14 Ds: So! That takes care of what we're gonna give the 'Bots for Christmas.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:14 Jazz: ...i don't want a bell.
"I'm definitely getting that silver menace a bell."
At that, Prowl unfolded out of his alt, crossed his arms and glared at Dissever. "You even think about sending that out to him, I'm going to string you up by your neck cabling."
"Mech, you've got issues."
"Don't blame me," the Nissan went on, doorwings stiff with deep-seated annoyance. "Just looking out for my sanity and the integrity of my plating."
"Well, tell your bitbrained ingrate of a medic to improve his bedside manner - FRAGGIT, Ratchet!" he snarled, whirling on the Hummer. "That hurt! Keep your damned cubes to yourself, glitch!"
"Lo siento, mi amigo."
"...English, mech, English."
SugarKitteh Fri 21:15 Ds: *smirks*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:15 Jazz: why do -i- have to have the bell?
SugarKitteh Fri 21:16 Ds: Don't like it? Put it on your boyfriend.
Prowl's doorwings visibly hiked up at that.
"Settle, Prowl, or you'll strain something," Ratchet called out, optics sharp as he eyed the pair, ready to intervene before things got really out of hand.
Dissever, unfortunately, was at a point where he pretty much threw caution to the wind; needling the Nissan was too irresistable.
"Really! I know this femme, she's great at making things. Get a collar made for you, eh, copper? Get you a pretty lil' silver bell to go with, and your mate can have a black-and-white collar, red bell. Sounds kinda nice, don'tcha think, SC?"
Muffled explosive snort-giggle-whatever the Pit kind of noise a human made when suppressing laughter.
The tactician's blue visor shinked into place and he leapt forward, slammed into his alt so fast Ratchet winced, and barreled straight for the black Benz, sirens blaring and lights flashing -
"Oh, slag, SC~~~!! GET THAT STUPID HOUND DOG OFFA MY AFT, FER PRIMUS' SWEET LUGNUTS!" roared the GL550 as he barely threw himself out of the way, rolled, transformed and shot off down a side street - Prowl skidded after him, plating shifted, he fired off a breathlessly quick series of plasma shots aimed square for the much larger hulk of black retreating mech -
"You claimed that berth, lie in it, mech."
"FRAG, YOU'RE NO HELP!"
"Feisty," came the low rumble from the Veyron. Ratchet eyed him warily, then snorted, watching the pair tear past the parking lot, one a lumbering not-so-nimble chunk of black luxury SUV and the other a sleek flashing slip of black and white and screaming sirens and flaring lights.
"If by that you mean he's an idiot with a broken CPU-to-vocalizer filter, no sense of self-preservation and a distinct affinity for crafting his own casket..."
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:16 *snerk*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:17 *head on table, laughing helplessly*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:17 Jazz: uh huh. riight.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:17 Prowl's chasing Ds. Sirens and all XDDDD
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:17 Jazz: so worth it ^^
SugarKitteh Fri 21:17 <3
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:18 get him Prowl! get him XD
SugarKitteh Fri 21:18 S'far as speed goes? No contest XD
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:18
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:18 350 loses to Benz?
"Oh ye of little faith," muttered the Nissan.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:19 Prowl's insulted and Ds is cackling XD
SugarKitteh Fri 21:19 Benz, big, heavy.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:19 and ugly. don't forget the ugly.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:19 i'm sorry Prowl!
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:19 but i dunno the specs onna Nissan.
Think, mech, think - you're a offroader, dumbnut, make use of it!
Next turn that he fishtailed through, Dissever rammed past sidewalk and fencing and scrambled up a steep slope, cut left and up onto the bike trail. Too rough for sporty little bits like Prowl. Hah.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:19 Prowl would have him whipped if, um. Ds hadn't gone off-road XD
Screeching to a stop, 300 horses and then some screamed from underneath the scraped black-and-white hood in irritated frustration, echoing the bleeping sirens. Smug, Dissever picked his way over the rough terrain and nipped out into a neighbouring street, the route too convulated for Prowl to catch up immediately. He shook himself, burnt rubber and made fast tracks to the parking lot -
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:20 aww,Prowl.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:20 get Ratch.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:21 *peers at Ratch*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:21 I should so save the tech specs for all my crew.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 Ratch is Hummer.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 could go off-road.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 mebbeh not so fast like >> << >>;
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 oh oh! learned yesterday!
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:22 Lambos get 9 mpg.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:22 Want to confirm that Ratch's bigger. Dunno about *fast*...
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:23 slooow Hummer.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:23 o.o
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:23 yup. 9 mpg.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:23 i stared at Sunny and he laughed.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:23 XD
Latte Fri 21:24 *snerk*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:24 and tha~t's why y'dun see many :3
- Or he would have if almost six tonnes and roughly six-wide of Hummer(frickin' wide-aft) hadn't suddenly appeared in his forward sight and -
SugarKitteh Fri 21:24 Argh XD
SugarKitteh Fri 21:25 Ratch just backed into Ds...
Owwww, oww oww oww. Glitch.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:25 oh, ouch.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:25 Hummer butt!
"Watch where the slag you go, you wide-aft!"
"You're just about six-wide yourself, pot," Ratchet snapped back. "You think I've got nothing to complain about?"
"You're such a bitch, but hey, that's fine, since you're pretty much Ironhide's bitch - "
Slaggin' mech was a faster draw, he reflected. Transformed and armed before Dissever could even so much as back up. On hindsight, that wasn't so smart.
" - okay, I take that back. Whatever. Though it still doesn't change the facts - "
"I'm going to tell 'Hide to radio ahead to Lennox, and tell him, he's about to get a very sleek and pretty keychain with a Benz badge on it."
"... and a Lambo tricycle for his spawn. And a toaster. Nice. You really spoil your 'hyoomahns'."
In answer, Ratchet's saw engaged and clicked into place. "You want a headstart?"
"... Pass. I call Pax. Now can we get out of here? My nose is aching. Hittin' your aft is worse than getting t-boned by a garbage truck going at a hundred kilos."
"Voice of experience, I take it."
"I watch and learn, glitchhead."
"Really? Coulda fooled me, with your consistent i'mma-idiot-feel-free-to-smelt-me-now behaviour."
"Man, jus' because I like to mess with your collective heads..."
"... And you call willingly tangling with Megatron what, cyber-kitten tricks? When you've been fixing up Starscream after he's been worked over by the 'Con Commander?"
"Hey, you ain't the one having to deal with a mopey femme, so stuff it."
"Crazy."
SugarKitteh Fri 21:26 And now they're transformed and arguing. This is a *circus*.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:27 arguing?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:27 damn. i want the monologue.
Tursiops Fri 21:27 o.O
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:27 dialog. whatevs.
Latte Fri 21:27 Hi Cetus.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:27 Cetus!<3
Tursiops Fri 21:27 *grin* Hey
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:28 i've decided that 'Hide and Siders need to sign an alliance, or something.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:28 Essentially, 'you don't chase *my* patients, kthnx' and 'what's it to you? I'mma 'Con, damn well chase them when I please'
"...That's not how it went, SC." Dissever scowled, seated on the concrete slab serving as temporary berth.
"Whutev. That's what I was getting from you guys."
"I think your audios are malfunctioning."
"Shuttup, Dissever, they already are, and no, I can't fix them."
"It really sucks to be human - MECH! WATCH IT!!"
Ratchet slammed a dented piece of plating back into shape, patted it.
"What?"
Latte Fri 21:28 WB Mandy.
Mandy Fri 21:28 Boo on bad 'nets!
Tursiops Fri 21:29 okay...
Tursiops Fri 21:29 why alliance?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:29 ..Ds was chasing Prowl?
"... No, Prowl was chasing Dizzy," grumbled the Benz with the careful patience of someone explaining something to someone else that had a very, very old OS and a very, very slow processor.
"Duh, Benz."
"SC, I'm so going to sue you for misleading information."
"Well, if you wanna pay off the house mortgage..."
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:29 because Sides is making Sunny listen to annoying gospel song.
Tursiops Fri 21:29 Hey Mandy
Tursiops Fri 21:29 Ahh.
Mandy Fri 21:29 Hey Cetus.
Dissever paced to one end of the parking lot, had just turned back when the sudden familiar sound of a V6 echoed through the space and -
Sky and ground tumbled in a dizzying whirl, and a sudden weight on his back announced the presence of Prowl; or rather, Prowl's foot on his back.
SugarKitteh Fri 21:32 Although, okay, I've never really seen them interact like that. And Megs is a Pur Sang Veyron rumbling laughter, and Prowl... just slammed Ds's legs out from underneath him. *facepalms*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:32 ... this bears writing out as a crackfic.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:33 *laughs with Jazz*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:33 pls, SC. do.
Tursiops Fri 21:33 Was there something that started the SC mech battle royale? Or is this why boredom is bad?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:34 Ds commented on putting a bell on Prowl cuz Jazz didn't like the idea.
Tursiops Fri 21:34 *nod*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:34 thur is tag
SugarKitteh Fri 21:34 Prowl took violent exception to that.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 SC, Mandy and possibly Mandy tag.
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 thought he was collected mech?
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 type that plots in the corner while you're not paying attention?
SugarKitteh Fri 21:35 Possibly because also I was toying with animating him doing the Caramelldansen... he wasn't in the best of moods XD
"Correction, SC, the Caramelldansen wasn't everything."
"Yeah, you needed a whole set of factors..."
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 *snickerfit*
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:35 but that -is- the best kind of mood.
Tursiops Fri 21:36 *snort giggle*
Tursiops Fri 21:36 *snort giggle*
SugarKitteh Fri 21:36 Yep. Though even collected breaks every now and again. Guess Ds pulled the short stick this time <3
Sneaky Sneaky Solstice Fri 21:36 *snicker*
"Autobitches."
"Shaddup, Benz-E."