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Post by Sentinel Prime on Jan 16, 2011 17:23:44 GMT -5
Surprise officers! Sentinel Prime maintains his decorum through Botanica's... drive-by... whatever. Then he looks back to Rattrap. Ugh. So stinky. So noisy. So organic. Sentinel Prime bets Rattrap would cause rioting in the streets on his own Cybertron. At least Botanica's pretty, in a freakish way.
Then it occurs to him that the Twins aren't having a breakdown. Okay, so yes, they've been in this stupid reality for a while. Optimus is also not having a breakdown. He's been here longer, too, and he was already xeno-tainted in the first place.
People of his reality can learn that this reality would call 'better', even people he himself trained! Sentinel Prime bets they're not doing it to suck up to officers, like he is. They probably really buy into these tolerance and diversity ideas.
Sentinel Prime chews on that thought for a while and then crouches down and greets, "Oh hello, sir. How are you doing this cycle?"
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Post by Optimus Prime on Jan 17, 2011 21:41:49 GMT -5
Optimus prefers 'exposed to alien cultures' to 'xeno-tainted', thanks.
"Oh, sorry sir," Optimus says, snapping off a quick salute for form's sake. "Didn't mean to wake you." It really is quite weird to be 'sirring' someone this small.
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Post by Rattrap on Jan 18, 2011 23:32:29 GMT -5
Rattrap hasn't told anyone – and who's he going to confide in anyway? Rhinox isn't here, Dinobot is, as always, Dinobot, and Botanica is still That Chickbot He Doesn't Remember From Spring Break Last Year – but being sirred by bots well over twice his size is just as strange for him as it is for them to be sirring him. A nice kind of strange, but strange all the same. Even when he was quartermaster in everything but actual rank on the one mining trawler, getting the brutes to call him sir was a pipe dream. They tended to prefer Shorty, Pipsqueak, the ever-so-creative Tunnel Rat, and as time wore on and his ability to bag more babes bought or wooed became known, less family-friendly nicknames.
But now he's sir. Fortunately, it isn't the sort of thing he lets go to his head. It's actually sort of embarrassing, and he gives both Primes as much of a chagrined grimace as his muzzle can make.
"Eh, I've been nappin' long enough," he says by way of accepting Optimus's apology; the salute makes him even less comfortable and he ignores it entirely. He has his suspicions that the berries were meant to knock him out, but he can't prove it. Yet. He'll have to sample other fare to be sure it isn't just the fertiliser or something. He adds, turning curious, beady little black eyes on Sentinel, "Pretty good after dat chunk o' downtime." He flips himself over, then shoves up onto his hind feet and brushes himself off. It at least gets rid of the loose grass and leaves. "What brings you greenhorns down here? You don't exactly strike me as the gardenin' type," and he twitches his whiskers jauntily, tone suggestive.
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Post by Jetstorm (Ani) on Jan 19, 2011 22:58:46 GMT -5
Sir? This little bot is a commander?
Oh! Right. Another division. Jetstorm knew that.
"We were following Sentinel Prime here for having discussion, then we ran into Botanica and have been recruited for helping with things," Jetstorm answers.
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Post by Jetfire (Ani) on Jan 20, 2011 22:06:56 GMT -5
Oh right! Rattrap, sir! Jetfire pops the Maximal a belated salute, then settles back to the ground. He lets Jetstorm do the talking for him, nodding along. They think enough alike that Jetstorm said about the same thing he would have.
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Post by Shanodin on Jan 21, 2011 11:20:49 GMT -5
"Yes, they are going to help me with prepping the clearing for... Perceptor's project," Botanica manages to keep her tone and expression even, but someone paying close attention might notice that she doesn't seem happy about this "project."
The plantformer walks up behind the group. "I think with the assembled group we can manage it all in one go, instead of stressing the environment over a longer period and risk infection."
She smiles sweetly- too sweetly- down at Rattrap. "But don't worry. We won't be bothering your favorite snacks."
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Jan 21, 2011 11:36:42 GMT -5
"Sir, I am all about the gardening!" Sentinel Prime replies, acting mildly affronted at Rattrap's accusations. "Though I suppose it is not so much gardening as helping nature along, since we went and jammed nature in a big tin can, and nature's not use to that. Sir."
Insincere propaganda is where Sentinel Prime is a Viking.
He shoots Botanica a questioning look over her mild unhappiness with Perceptor's project. Perceptor is nice! Creepily nice. But nice. So Sentinel Prime pokes a bit, in the guise of a well-intentioned joke, "Need help keeping Perceptor off the grass, ma'am?" He is, after all, a collector of drama tidbits and interpersonal strife.
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Post by Optimus Prime on Jan 21, 2011 21:50:35 GMT -5
"We don't have to be the gardening type to go where we're needed," Optimus replies. "Botanica has us helping out."
"What project is that, ma'am?" he asks, noting the slight edge to the plantformer's voice.
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Post by Rattrap on Jan 22, 2011 11:01:10 GMT -5
Rattrap takes in all four kids' responses – and by their responses, they are kids in his eyes, or so painfully oblivious they might as well be – and he makes no effort to modulate or censor himself as he swears under his "breath" and slaps one forepaw over his face, slumping forward, whiskers drooping.
"It's like talkin' to a pack of oversized Cheetors!" he laments, then looks up at Botanica. She's up to something, talking like that. Watch your tail, Rattrap old boy. "Yeah?" he says in the way of someone who's been reassured about something he didn't want to bring up. "Well, good! It ain't every day I find stuff dis tasty, y'know."
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Post by Jetstorm (Ani) on Jan 23, 2011 16:07:11 GMT -5
Jetstorm follows the curious glances to Botanica. "There is being a project? And what kind of infection? I am not having ailments, as far as I know." Jetstorm looks down at himself, then at his brother. "What about you?"
Then Rattrap compares them to a thing! "What is a 'Cheetor'?"
Questions - Jetstorm is full of them!
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Post by Jetfire (Ani) on Jan 23, 2011 20:25:39 GMT -5
"I am most very not infected!" Jetfire says, sounding a bit offended. "But you are being infected with ugly, I think, brother."
He, too, is perplexed at being called a Cheetor.
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Post by Shanodin on Jan 25, 2011 23:01:08 GMT -5
"Oh I do know, Rattrap," Botanica says, again with that too-sweet tone, "Nice to know your tastes in food at least didn't change that much over time."
She turns back to the Primes and the twins, "As for the project- Perceptor has gotten permission to utilize a portion of the biosphere for research on mechanical and technorganic plant life. It is necessary to fully relocate the organic plant life from this section and purge the ground, thereby removing its connection to the rest of the biosphere. After that, we will be able to start erecting barriers."
Botanica manages to keep her tone neutral as she discusses the project, but again, it's obvious the project doesn't thrill her.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Jan 25, 2011 23:23:56 GMT -5
"I'm not a cheater! Fair play is a cornerstone of Autobot beliefs!" Sentinel Prime protests, having comfortably sunk into Propaganda Soundbyte mode.
He just listens along as Botanica explains the plan, mostly interested in what his particular marching orders are going to be here. Probably 'carry heavy stuff'. He's a truck. It wouldn't shock him.
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Post by Optimus Prime on Jan 26, 2011 18:46:43 GMT -5
Optimus and Sentinel aren't kids! They're young men, at least.
"Botanica, ma'am, not to pry, but why does it bother you that Perceptor wants to plant different kinds of plants? Aren't you technorganic yourself?" the Prime asks, puzzled.
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Post by Rattrap on Jan 27, 2011 13:11:32 GMT -5
"Eh… I'll explain later," Rattrap dismisses the whole Cheetor issue, waving off the Twins and trying not to facepaw again at Sentinel. "Nothin' against the hobby, but I got no interest in pickin' up a green thumb and I got work of my own to do." Such as finding an alternative to the soporific berries. He doesn't feel like passing out in the tree-hugger's domain every time he gets the munchies. And if she isn't trying to weird him out, she's failing miserably.
Dropping down to all fours, he shuffles along on his stumpy little legs away from Botanica and her helpers.
"Have fun plowin' her fields," he calls back before he disappears into the underbrush.
OOC: Out of thread unless stopped.
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