shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

-comforting wingtouch-

Long as you ain't comin' after me an' mine, I ain't got a problem with you. I just shoot for defense these days.

 

-rubs an optic thoughtfully- Organics are weird! Learning about them is funny!

-practically glows, pleased, and hugs him again- I won't make stuff like that happen! That's silly!

 

I think it's important for people to try to find things they can agree on. As long as the stuff they disagree on aren't 'you're not REALLY a person' or 'slavery is totally okay in specific circumstances, aka the ones i use'.

 

-careful shoulder pet.-

 

-A bug appears!-

 

"I consider consent to be relevant at all times," Ford says, "but you don't know enough about the multiple species I live among to say that I'm setting up strawtrolls. It is relatively common for children who actually like one another--siblings, for instance--to play silly games in which they annoy and tease each other by making faces at each other, and poking and prodding each other. The behaviour I witnessed--and believe me, you should be glad I missed the part where the book came into play--was very silly. The phrase 'nonconsensual touching' is usually used in our culture to describe bullying or sexual harassment, which are very serious matters. I will tell her not to touch people she doesn't know without asking for a number of reasons; above and beyond consent issues, it can be very dangerous because you don't know how strangers are going to react."

He frowns, and then decides to say it anyway: "But to be very, very frank, while I admit that I did not see the entire exchange between the two of you, you both looked like a couple of kids half your respective ages misbehaving, and given that I was under considerable stress from another direction, I couldn't quite figure out how best to handle it until it escalated, and you actually injured her. You say you didn't mean to escalate it. So be very careful that you don't convince me you were lying when you said that, because when somebody gets hurt, the onus for the injury is on the person who decided to retaliate with greater force."

 

[She tilts her head, blinking; her optics change colors rapidly.] Oh. You wouldn't, would you? My mistake. Nova took up Prima's sword and forged an empire that spanned half the galaxy, mechanoforming planets and exterminating their native populations in the name of Cybertronian supremacy; Nominus shored up the borders and made social stratification law.

 

I can make no promises. Even a decade ago I would have sworn we would never find Lord Megatron on the List, and yet...

[An attempt is made at a chirpy greeting. It's almost right.]

 

-wing shrug-
If it happens, it happens. Deal with it then. I can be civil 'til then.

 

-A chirp from a non bug? he chirps back- Hello! [You speak bug?]

 

[He hugs her back] That's my girl. No evil empires, they ruin everyone's fun.

Wat. Nope nevermind I'm just gonna... accept that and pretend I understood half of that slag.

 

<I try? I'm not very good* yet.> [*The word he uses for 'good' has probably-unintended sexual connotations. Someone is learning his third language in bed.]

 

-if robots could blush he would be blushing.- [I think you mean good not 'good'. 'Good' means...something else. Who´s teaching you?]

 

What's the List??
-She climbs next to Afterglow again.-

 

[Wing snickers bcause bug snickers are impossible]

 

[!!!! Refractor!] -a snuggle attack-

 

[SNUGGLES BACK]
Hi!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

<Thunderwing. My...> ah, slag, what's the word? <Swar--> no, that's not it, pits, <mate?>

The list of targets. Our superiors work on the highest-priority kills; my squad and others like us take time for those less time-sensitive or dangerous.

 

[Lacuna to Starscream]: I'm not ditching you, bee tee dubs! I'm on a ROTATION. I have so many large friends who enjoy spoiling me??? <3

 

So what are you killing them for? Being Autobots? Or something else?