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kismet_loop_logs2015-07-01 06:00 pm
10_20_15_5_50) wrote in kismet_loop_logs2015-07-01 06:00 pm
Watch out; you might get what you're after. Strange,
Who: Soundwave, Wing, Sam, and Dirge.
What: Sam is ransoming Dirge’s sense of taste back to him; Soundwave is verifying Dirge’s commitment tosparkle motion the terms; Wing is trying to keep the situation from deteriorating further.
Where: First the Atrium, then the bar.
When: Shortly after this, which is after this.
Warnings: Language, Dirge.
‘It looks like we’ve got a go-time, so if you want to meet up in the atrium? That would be good?’
It was short, simple; a start. (Arguably, the beginning of the end.) Sam had sent the same message to Wing and Soundwave upon reaching the atrium, aware that the Cybertronians weren’t likely to keep her waiting long---if she’d messaged them prior to leaving her own apartment, they probably would’ve been waiting on her. They probably wouldn’t’ve minded, or wouldn’t’ve minded much, but she didn’t want to be discourteous---not today, when she was banking on her own intuitions and a few favours.
What: Sam is ransoming Dirge’s sense of taste back to him; Soundwave is verifying Dirge’s commitment to
Where: First the Atrium, then the bar.
When: Shortly after this, which is after this.
Warnings: Language, Dirge.
‘It looks like we’ve got a go-time, so if you want to meet up in the atrium? That would be good?’
It was short, simple; a start. (Arguably, the beginning of the end.) Sam had sent the same message to Wing and Soundwave upon reaching the atrium, aware that the Cybertronians weren’t likely to keep her waiting long---if she’d messaged them prior to leaving her own apartment, they probably would’ve been waiting on her. They probably wouldn’t’ve minded, or wouldn’t’ve minded much, but she didn’t want to be discourteous---not today, when she was banking on her own intuitions and a few favours.
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"Pfft... why would you wanna be a senator? They were all glitch-heads from what I heard. Poles up their afts, all of 'em."
"Maybe... I dunno what it is either, though. But I bet high grade's better. 'Specially for getting you good n' cratered, m I right?"
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"Well then like I could make laws like... no more castes and then Optronix never would have had a leg to stand on. Then everyone would be all 'wow senator Soundwave thank you for making everything suck less' and I'd be all 'yeah man that's cool I like making people happy' and then they'd make a statue of me."
"Yeah. This stuffs... good. For this."
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"Nah... was probly like a rust infection er somethin'," he said. "Contagious stupidity. So don' be a senator or you'll catch glitch-head-itis too."
"Yeah... def'nitely good for gettin' cratered," he said. "Which r'minds me... said I'd teach you some songs din' I? Well less start with one called 'Whadda Ya Do With a Cratered Seeker?'"
"Oooohh.... What do we do with a cratered Seeker?
What do we do with a cratered Seeker?
What do we do with a cratered Seeker?
Early in the mornin~"
Jadewing's singing is rather off key, but the song is sung with gusto and a kind of abandon that he'd never show sober.
[[OOC: The original song for reference.]]