shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

Aight, free rec from the Ratio, look into new money sources apart from fighting, cuz a bunch'a people are gettin' p' attached to the whole peace slag an' it never hurts to get yourself a second leg to stand on in case things really do stop happenin' in the war industry.

 

Another archivist!

-She raises her hand.-

 

...money? What's that even good for?

 

!!!!
I could fix our things up proper if they could just bring them here! That´s my job, engeneering.

 

-smiles up at her.- Care for some infusion?

 

Infusion?

-Her visor flickers in a blink.-

 

-He makes a cube of same appear. it is blue and has black oil bubbles in it-

 

Oh! What is that!

-She sniffs it.-

 

[Intrigued chitterchirr. Sweet thing? It smells sweet. But taking fuel from people is rude.]

 

Infusion. This is energon, oil drops and some sweetener.

-wakes a cybertronian teapot cube full appear, and some cups. Pours-

 

I couldn't imagine living with that big of a burden. How could you live with that?

 

Oh, of course! It's how you spread things out when there's not enough energon, right?

 

-blink- Well I suppose it would work. I have to admit the methods I saw during the war were far less pleasant. But no, this is just because it tastes good, we have no fuel shortage at the moment.

 

But then wouldn't it be better to save the energon for when you do have a shortage?

-She sips.-

 

Coves?

Our father didn't like Jacob that much. He says he acts without thinking. I agree with that. Jacob will act without reason, so I have to babysit him at all times. Plus, what is this curse you have?

 

Stupid luxuries 'n' a little safety buffer 'tween you 'n' starvation. I knwo couple'a mechs didn't get build 'fore the whole slag was mostly abandoned, but i think it's comin' back en vogue on cybertron these cycles.
Generally the idea's to exchange money for goods and services instead'a exchangin' the stuff directly. That way y'can have a way t'get fuel or repairs even though no one's needin' a helm split at that very moment. Can be convenient!
-he shrugs-

Did enough'a that for millions, don't feel like it anymore.

 

[Leans over to get a better smell of it; his palps stretch out to cautiously tap at the cup, figuring out the shape of it and just where the actual drink is.] Energon, oil, and... copper something? Carbonate, silicate? Is that the sweetener?

Sounds stupid. If you need a reminder that someone owes you a favor just write it down.

 

[Lil] -an unhappy laugh- Poorly. Kas always knew something was wrong. And I spent a lot of time with the kids even when I didn't need anything. Rapport aside, things are easier when you're thoroughly sucked. It still drove me to carelessness. Almost lost myself. -for a second, she flickers red. Her hair and eyes are full of it. Blood on her hands, up to her elbows, splattered on her face, an absentminded smear across her lips. Dressed in what may have been white once. And then it's gone-

Low thieves, common ken-millers.

[Kas] -laughs- Lily's problem is she thinks and doesn't tell anyone, and still thinks she's on a deadline. She doesn't stop to think things through, she thinks them through while she's doing it so she only realizes she's fouled up a half-second before everything explodes.

[Lil] I'm sitting right here, you realize.

[Kas] I do realize.

Spoiler: OOC, more definitions

Sucked is, and I quote from the period dictionary "devilish drunk." Kids here also means "fellow thieves" instead of small children. Ken-millers are housebreakers/burglars

 

uh, no, i DELIBERATELY tried to make it NOT happen and it happened anyways.

 

Spoiler: you know what this gif is