shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

... May I ask what that is?

*Look who's interested! It's this guy!*

 

It's engex, a highly energetic refined substance resulting from putting Energon through-
[... She absolutely explains the chemical and physical process by which robot alcohol is produced in proper nerd ramble fashion. She might even summon a hologram to show and solve equations with. Shit's ridiculous]
-... at which point trace minerals may be added back in though this particular cube was based on a batch I made from raw energon crystals growing in a corundum oxide matrix, aka laced with aluminium oxide, which is why it is ever so slightly clouded.

 

*Tips his head to the side, listening quietly*
I see, I assume this energon is something important to you? Highly energetic... Is it simply used for drinking or do some people make bombs out of it?

 

Energon is our fuel and our blood. The single most important mineral to us. And I have definitely made bombs out of a guy's arm, a prayer to the big void, and some siphoned fuel from his lines. That's just how you impressed people enough that they give you an education back in the day.

 

Bravo on that, I have to say. That's some shit that Wrench might do, or I might do. Too bad human blood isn't readily explosive, though it is a bit conductive to electricity. That's useful. I've used a blood drip to trip a bomb. That was fun.

*Hums and claps his hands together* But, I'm more of a guns and fist-fighting kind of guy.

 

If taht Wrench is even half as much fun as you your polity must be on fire constantly. And fist fights are great. Especially if I'm fighting someone literally three times my size and win.
[She's definitely having fun here. She likes this terrible little squishie. He's just as much of a vicious cheating asshole as she is.]

 

Oh, he is. When we wiped out the hacker groups often he would set the charges on all but one exit, I would go in that exit and kill every last person in my way. It worked quite well! Then he blew the charges when I got out, everything was wonderful. I'm sure you would like him quite a bit-- The other Wrench that shows up here is much like that too, but he wouldn't admit it.

*Summons himself a whiskey and sips at it, he likes this robot. This robot understands. Good.*

 

Sometimes incredibly wrong things have to be done for incredibly right reasons. Like planet-levelling weapons of mass destruction.
[She has a new cube of engex, this one fancier and sips it too. Terrible people drinking club yay.]

 

Oh I agree, with them out of the way I was able to take full control of the company. With me in charge I can change policy, rules, and save actual lives. People don't understand, you know? It's stupid. I've already solved so many of the issues that Blume originally had... Saved so many people... Yet, here we are.

*Shrugs and sips his alcohol again* Though, without Wrench I doubt I would have gotten this far. Don't tell him that though.

 

PLANET-LEVELLING WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION ARE ALWAYS INCREDIBLY RIGHT!

 

[She laughs] I won't. But...
Just... Learn from us? Pull up before it's too late. Keep the goal in sight and don't get lost in petty cruelties "for the good of the Cause", or you'll look back on nothing but regrets.

 

iek man i kno a few ppl whho would say thats not true

im on of them

*Amethyst thinks about the Cluster and winces. That was some fucked up shit.*

 

IM IS ON A PPL?

 

Asshole I can't argue, but I'm of the hideously optimistic opinion that no one is truly useless. [He shrugs.] You have two people to deal with Time, though? Assuming Dave and Aradia aren't iterations of the same entity? That seems... rather more practical than leaving everything to just one.

Inaccurate! Just because you'll eat them all at some point doesn't mean you don't have worshippers earlier along the timeline. I realize you have even less reason to keep track of time than most, but really!

[Vector winces.] It is your universal stream to muck about in, I suppose. Even if a good many of those planets never actually needed destroyed. Thank you for helping to put things back together, at least-- that's more than some weaponsmiths can say.

 

.... [He gives a withering look]
I do not have worshippers. Nor am I seeking to increase the size of my court. I am not responsible for bickering mortals and I refuse to be turned to for guidance.

 

-a kitten apurrs! He seems to be from later in his timeline, nearly grown up. Unicron is purred at-

Hi caer! -much noof-

Hi, you´re Vector Prime right?

 

Your lack of listening doesn't discount them screaming to the void in your name! And I'm not interested in your court anyway, Maximo was enough of a disaster.

 

But I´ve nearly figured out how to purr things out of reality!

 

I follow orders of those I place my trust in. It was war. War does not allow for questioning orders.

 

It doesn´t? What if they´re stupid orders?