shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

Best of luck, I'll bring the nibbles.

 

Oh, yes, because I'm the only one who's ever had an experiment work differently than intended-- I think outliers would like to have a few words with you, daddy dearest!

[Amused:] Oooooooooh no no no, you have to let her try! It'll be funny!

 

-optics narrow-
Just because you are double my age or something doesn't mean I won't make you and him -jabs thumb at Primus without looking at him- sit in different corners of the rave until you apologize to eachother.

 

You know what's different between us right now, kiddo? Once I realised I was being a gigantic spike I started working not to be!
And if you hurt her I will not be pleased.

 

-waits and takes mental notes-

Excuse me!!! You don't speak for me!!! And I'm perfectly happy with my power!!! Try not to see people as monolithic groups, you might learn something!!!

 

hey guys i made my special chocolate banana cream pies

who wants one

 

...Maybe like. Superbus. That has a good ring to it! o(^▽^)o

 

How dare you threaten on my behalf. I don't want your attention or your protection.

 

[More wings flick out, still amused:] Mmhmmmm. And you intend to do that how, exactly?

[Oooooh, they know that particular tone. For a moment, each little moving bit of their frame freezes; slowly, slowly, the extra wings and limbs and projections fold back into something that might even be bipedal, though they still don't have a defined face.]

...yes, sire.

 

All right then. Suit yourself. If Mala wants to neglect their children and their planet, they can carry on doing it. If you want to play with Mala in that special way they have where you may or may not find yourself agreeing to experiments, you go on and do that.

-he doesn't even bother to acknowledge it, he just walks away-

 

-is picturing the divine alt mode as a large fancy bus now before he realizes the name is based on Superb-
Okay then!!!
-writes the following-
So Superbus comes aboard, and Medical Officer Hospital sees through his gruff exterior to the sweet mech within!!! But he's sparkbonded!!! He must cry in his beloved's arms!!! I guess someone will want a threesome scene, ew...

 

like, i mean, vwhat part of 'is able to do anything she vwants vwithout lususal permission, including purchasing intoxicating or illegal substances, AND havwe sex, AND is leading a revwolution' screams 'child' to you.

 

You are a dirty orphan with delusions of grandeur who lacks adequate adult supervision.

 

Don't test me. I'll figure something out.

-okay THAT reaction gets her attention. She moves between Mala and Primus, glaring at the deity. She will protect Mala. Fuck Primus. She will yell at Mala too, but later.-

We don't need anyone's protection. Neglect my shiny aft. We managed perfectly well on our own, we don't need either of you swooping in and messing everything up again.

-right. He's that kind of mech. no use arguing with someone who thinks he owns everyone and should be allowed to do whatever he wants to.-

 

[They seem honestly hurt by that, growing a set of optics just for them to brighten with sparks.] I'm not intentionally neglecting--

[They deflate as soon as Primus is gone, actually something like a reasonable (if tank-framed) size by Cybertronian standards.]

Ain't what he meant, 'Splodes, Cybertron ain't my planet an' you ain't mine. I have no intentions of coming down to play with you lot even if I do somehow miraculously get off this smelthole of a planet, don't worry.

 

Oooooh!!! I like organic food!!! Why is it special???

 

Just add him to the orgy pile come on man

 

oh, i got adult supervwision. so much adult supervwision i havwent been able to change clothes in six perigees.

 

-his optics brighten alarmingly and he flips over his data slate-
YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO SEE THAT!!!

 

shhhhhhhhhh I don't have a stake in the "who's writing it" pool promise

or is this a "no spoilers" thing? :o