shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

It's all right, sweetspark. Fighting sometimes happens in families, because everyone has different personalities and opinions and sometimes they clash, especially when people are in prolonged contact. It can become unhealthy, of course, but at the moment I'd just classify it as a step above grumbling. Though it is a bit rude to do it in front of someone conflict averse, sometimes it does happen.

 

"Well it was not the first time I attempted to fake my own demise in the interest of ridding myself of a persona that was weighing me down, you see. It was just the first time I, ah, succeeded so badly I failed."

 

Ooooooooh no no no, you don't get to pin that on me! Get in the middle of a breakup spat and Maximo playing his little games? I liked him but not that much! I'm not risking my mortals over him!

Quuuuuuuuuestionable, my dear mech! Haven't seen him since I left Cybertron and that was...

hm. How long ago was that?

Well, good to see they're still functional! How do they articulate with your shoulders?

WE TRIED! [Their optic goes red, and the many extra bits around their frame start moving more rapidly. Somewhere, at least one engine is revving.]

Spoiler: them's fightin' words

You think we didn't try to get you? But no, you were too busy to come see what your own creations were up to! NEXUS DIED, you think the rest of us were too-- what, too proud to come ask our own creator to step in, when you and old Uni were the only ones who could ever really stop any of us once we got going?!

 

-They very carefully pet her.-

Do you think Amalgamous might want a hug? I don't like fighting :c

 

Oh, those are beautiful!

 

I don't know them very well, so I'm not sure, but most people don't like physical contact when they're angry, so I don't know. You can ask, though, and I'll hug you if you like.

 

My fifth time actually dying, not faking it. Yeah.

Boo boo boo boo boo, motherfucker!

 

-if Libre were not a robot he would blush- Thank you! I can´t fly with them, I would probably shatter if I fell. But I can make them show things. -he adjusts his reading glasses-

 

[clings to Life Support]
Would you like a hug, @Amalgamous Prime ?

 

"Excuse me sir, you seem to be under the impression I was trying to insult you? Please, I meant no such thing, it is simply not my fault you seem so fond of dying."
Simon is sipping his coffee.

 

*she furls them again*

They're actually part of my Valkyrie Suit. It's wired to my brain so I can control them as if I had been born with them.

*she shows him the range of movement, which is quite extensive*

But a lot of my body is machine these days. Sometimes combat medics take bullets.

 

That's very interesting. And useful?

 

I'm not fond of dying! It just keeps on happening, and I've learned to fucking roll with it!

 

-somewhat derailed-
What, Nexus died?

 

"My good sir. You generally want to dodge the bullet."
Still sipping coffee. My this cup seems to be postively bottomless.

 

It only was a bullet twice!

 

Yes, it is. Mostly in my altmode, for displaying information. I´m a librarian. -he looks a bit shy- What´s it like, flying?

 

"You want to dodge the knives too. And the pens. And check for explosives, obviously. And walking into fire is also not very conducive to your continued aliveness."

 

PRONGS TO YOURSELF, NEWSPARK.

[Another optic-- this one pale blue-- telescopes out of the massive shambling pile of machinery to get a closer look at how the wings attach. They either aren't capable of carrying on multiple conversations at once or have nothing to say, but they are watching intently as she demonstrates her range of motion.]

YES, YOU SPAWN OF A UNIVERSAL GLITCH! AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE!

 

I'd toast to that if I had a hand free. It isn't fun. (Your wings are lovely, by the way.)