Q:Okay, this is gonna be a blast from the past for sure, but I was looking around the archive to find those amazing pictures of you as a lunar moth last October and I saw numerous mentions of a 'powow' but there is no actual footage so to speak. What happened/where can I see it?
Hahaha! A blast from the past for Sure, mech! Almost a whole rotation around the sun ago.
I was uh.. less involved in that than I probably shoulda been, but it fell apart waaaaay faster than we were expecting it to. ’Cause like, to a decent percentage of us (namely the adult mecha) sex is just… sex. Y’know? There’s different ways of interfacing and there’s not a whole lot of taboo about it the way humans have.
But for the young ones… ehhhnn… growing up in a war has been… bad for ‘em. Needless to say.
But I guess this explains that better than anything I could tell ya.
Q:Have you ever considered doing a documentary of something?
Oh we do little videos now and again - experience is the best teacher, and all that. Sometimes things happen that are good to be sure don’t become repeat incidents, y’know?
Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike pickin’ up a Mama Rhino’s calf.
That wasn’t smart, mech, we toldja not to touch~
Q:Slender sleeps with a teddy bear, pass it on.
The morale of the story is clearly that nipples are great and playing with them can potentially save us all.
It’s reassuring to see that there’s other transforming species in the universe.
Even if our main components are different, all our base chemicals are the same. They even have a little guy made of gold~ He’s like the in-between of our races, in a way.
You go, little Nugget bro.
(( To go with the toys I reblogged the other day. The Rock Lords and the Gemlords are .. interesting. ))
Q:Hey man you got any Sodium Hypobromite?…NaBrO
That’s pretty good, Swoop! Chemistry jokes are always sure to get a… reaction~
Swoop waves Beachcomber off but chuckles.
"Cybertron’s shortest horror story! Me as a dad. Yikes, mech, I gotta sleep some time tonight!”
Beachcomber chortled to himself at the thought, shaking his head. “You kids have fun~ Don’t let her dad find out I was involved~ like y’did with the steel drum~ “
The medic’s expression schooled into a softer smile at all the compliments.That only lasted for a moment before they were back to joking at a certain avian’s expense.
"I got a bet going that I can talk past Bird into wrecking the time space continuum with me. Winning means there might not be videos. Or me!"
"Ah, well in that case, if you lose I’d better see video.”
He turned to wag a teasing finger at the red medic, grinning. “Remember to leave room for Primus and don’t stay out past curfew but if you do, lemme know you’re coming back, alright? Hopefully wrecking the timeline just means little-Swoop pops back in from his hiatus-adventure. He’s got classes in the morning~”
"Takes time, takes time to grow. You know."
"OH, I’m going there. Haha! Not missing out."
He mimicked Beachcomber and held up a hand.
"Don’t worry. She - Future her - Bird told me what to say." A shit eating grin. "I’m not even gonna try to stick to the script but I know what I’m supposed to say.”
"Oh I’m not worried at all~ " He chuckled softly, tossing a fond glance back towards the Pterodactyl-medic. "You’re a bright bot. Resourceful. And you have to be clever to be a medic. I’m not worried at all, Swoop~”
Chortling quietly to himself, he began to saunter somewhat aimlessly to give Swoop his exit to see Bird. “I might ask to see the video when you get back though~”