shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

-She nibbles on one, expression guilty.-

 

-worried look- Now what´d I say?

 

Nothing! Besides, there's no need for me to feel guilty over eating something so expensive. It's good!

 

Alright. You know this place just makes stuff appear if you wish for it right? So expense doesn´t really matter here.

 

(Apostasia somehow slips while afloat, and the lake dissipates as she rescrambles herself back to root mode)

Spoiler

...Did I hear that name right?

OPTIMUS?

A reincarnation?

(Her expression is somewhere between horror and laughter)
Because Optimus Prime just so happens to be the name of the current holder of that damn Matrix. Who just got out of a four million years long war-slash-lovers-spat with Megatron, and I recall you mentioning a similar name earlier.

What a time to be alive. (She shakes her head.)
Hills-and-Sky, I'm glad to be somewhere else.

 

Yeah!

Ever eaten platinum?

 

-makes an amused face- Once. It tastes dreadful. More of a thing where mechs claim to like it to show off how rich they are.

 

That's dumb. At least gold is delicious! Then again, it's very conductive. I bet our bodies need it more.

 

Yep, heard me right. He and Megatronus never really had a thing, Tross had a monogamy stick the size of the planet shoved up his tailpipe, but...

Well. We all liked the kid. For a reason, if I know daddy dearest and his slag attempts at making people play nice, but. We did. Dunno what I'd do if I met the new one.

 

-one shoulder shrug and half smile- Probably? I don´t know for sure, not a medic. And yes, honestly I wouldn´t be surprised if some mechs got rich off selling part of their processor or something.

 

Naw, they sell other people's.

 

Processor components are very useful!

...yes, this.

 

-snorts- That too.

Yeah but these guys act as if they didn´t bother to keep some of the merchandise for themselves if you catch my drift.

 

Hah, this generation's were friends before everything went to the pit, and you could cut the air between them with a knife when they were in the same room from what I've heard. Long monologuing at each other so they'd have a bit more time, not that it was conscious. Hatred like that needs love at its base, deep-rooted and festering rotten all the way down.
Don't know anything official, of course, but there is a betting pool.

 

Yes *puts his shoulder plate back on* but thy live forever. That is a curse to all immortal beings, seeing things rise, seeing them fall. I do age, but I don't stay dead.

 

Hey, pinkbot, are you gonna get on my case about me being named Norm?

 

I wasn't getting on their case, I was complimenting them. Fuck off.

 

You were telling them that the name they chose sucked. And that's not a compliment.

 

It doesn't suck! But, you know, average doesn't really mean ANYTHING for our species!

 

Okay, sure, maybe it doesn't. But it means something to them and that's what matters.