shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

-unless someone directly asks for his input, he's just gonna sit here and drink and preen-

 

Good.
[He cracks a grin]

[Scanner wordlessly reaches out to capture one of Venture's hands, methodically and soothingly massaging little circles into the plating and rubbing along wires, even though he seems deeply uncomfortable with the whole thing, but... deescalation: he technically knows how to do the thing.]

Nah it's supposed to shut you up.

 

200 caegars on the pink one.

 

[He blinks]
What stealing optics's unusual? I mean it's more 'con style, but I wouldn't even be offended.

 

(frantically whispering and pulling on tiny reed's shoulder) shut up! i didn't sign up for confronting my total lack of self preservation instinct today!

 

-hides her face against Triages leg-
Primus and Unicron both fragging DAMN it.

 

(extremely suspicious look) what??

you shut up!

 

[He should probably step in, but is currently being snuggled by two people and a little paralyzed by how fast that went south. Emotions Are Not His Strong Point. He pets Cloudcrusher and Sawbones instead.]

Perhaps we should not fight.

 

You an' me both, Nurse.

 

. . .
. . .
D:

 

I like that idea. You have good ideas, darlin'.

 

[Unfortunately, Venture has been tackled by a pink bundle of righteous rage.]

Spoiler: bird fight

[It might have been a long while since he's been in combat, but Venture still isn't a complete pushover; he moves as if to fall with the impact, then twists to attempt to pin Lacuna under him. Her fingers in his seams are more painful than fun but frag it, he's had worssssweet Primus is she trying to rip his plating off? He hisses, fans ratcheting up and wings pulled close to his back now that threat displays have been proved useless.]

 

Spoiler: Violence

She wrenches at his plating until she can slip her hands under and hook them into his wires. Now he can't pull her off.

 

Yeah that would be great.

Do we let them kill each other or?

 

Stealing parts is ust- hold that thought.

[He grunts and sends out an omnidirectional flare of disturbing loud sensory junkdata screech. Anyone with mechanical sensory organs in a ~100 m radius could potentially percieve it (and it's painful)]

 

Nnn.

If I take Venture, will you be able to grab Lacuna, Cloudcrusher? Sawbones willing to assist with patching up?

 

(covers her face with her hands) sweet god, was i this stupid? tiny, they're robots.

(she turns and sees -)

oh.

hey.

cassie.

i--

(clutches at her face) OW, WHAT THE SHIT

 

[He jerks like he's been hit, face twisting into an expression of pain for a couple seconds before he masters himself and uses his medical override to turn off all his pain sensors.]

 

*Suffering.*

 

Spoiler

[He ignores the pain-spawned optic flares and slugs Lacuna in the face. With her wings to the ground he can't quite get at the delicate sensor-filled joints; he did Not think this through.

[That is rather harder to ignore; Venture freezes, wings trembling faintly as his processor scrambles to keep up with all the input.]