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the mods of knowhere. ([personal profile] luminals) wrote in [community profile] knowhen2014-08-17 01:13 pm

AUGUST PLOT: A LOVELY TRIP TO PLANET 10952.EG.K

Arrival on EG.K is non-eventful; one will find themselves about a five minute walk away from the closest village on a very flat planet. The purple and turquoise grass waves in the near-constant warm breeze under a rosy pink sky, and while the sun seems far too close to the planet for comfort, the semi-cloudy nature of the planet means one can see far into the distance without squinting constantly.

EG.K is currently a delightful 23.9 degrees in Universal Standard Temperature, dipping down to 15.5 UST at night. Visitors to the planet can expect clear skies and no rain or storms for the week. Occasional winds up 50 MPH are present, but not constant.

Make friends with the locals, take a swim in a lake, actually do whatever it is you came here to begin with - whatever it is, enjoy your week on this charming and uneventful planet!
littlecousin: (you should try not being a jerk)

[personal profile] littlecousin 2014-09-15 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
FOURTEEN SWORDS.

"Ohmigosh, that's why you have tires! I thought they were decorative!" Nita's fashion sense is in fact bad enough that she would think random wheels on a giant robot are meant as jewelry, and she sticks her head back underwater to get a closer look at the one on his nearest leg, her long ponytail still floating on the surface. At least she's considerate enough not to poke at anything, though if their acquaintanceship continues for another 15 minutes or so, that will no longer be the case.

After satisfying herself that yep, that's a wheel, Nita stands back up and gives Drift a beseeching look that's been honed on years of begging favors from her cousin the king. "Will you show me?" The pleaaaaaaaaaase? isn't verbalized, but it's obviously there nonetheless.
alwaysadrift: (stealth subject change--GO)

[personal profile] alwaysadrift 2014-09-22 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Clearly he needs to shop the marketplace for 11 more robot sized katanas to achieve proper levels of cultural appropriation.

He laughs, "Decorative! With this much mud in them!? My taste isn't that bad." Really Nita, you wound him. He's not as stylish as Rodimus nor as vain, but he has a few decent ideas about keeping up appearances. Besides, there's a jet around here that he's crushing on, he can't look like a vagabond all the time!

Drift gives a wary look down into the water, that super suspicious expression one gets when they think they're about to be tickled or groped. That might have something to do with his other set of tires being located in the back of each thigh. When nothing happens--just about the time he's starting to wonder if he should poke that floating ponytail and make sure she hasn't succumbed to oxygen deprivation--Nita pops back up and he relaxes again.

And that's when he's hit with full frontal supplication and there's a little deer-in-headlights action. What is this strange occurrence?? A bashful hand rubs the back of his neck. "You really want to see it?" S-so forward. Drift likes that in a woman.