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[backdated] Like some Kid N Play video
Who: The Cybertronians and anyone else who might be nosy as to what all the large robots are doing together because why not.
What: Sharing resources houseparty?
When: Shortly after the robot network post excitement
Where Green 6, aka Wing's Swingin' Bachelor Pad
After Drift's post, Wing realized that as a knight, he had a mission, to help his people come together and find a way to coexist. Or else. And Drift had mentioned that they should pool resources. So, after double-checking with Drift, Wing sent a small message to each of the Cybertronians on the station to please meet him, this evening, in his quarters.
He wished food wasn't such a consideration here, because he felt bad not being able to lay out a spread of food for hospitality. Maybe they would all bring their own? He can hope. He has his few flight grade fuel rations on a table, just as, well, something.
As it is, he has soft music and subdued lighting, hoping they might defuse any, well, interpersonal tensions.
He stood by the door to greet his guests, with a silent prayer to the whole Guiding Hand, that this went well.
((OOC: This is a general robot shindig meet and greet and hopefully not punch each other. Feel free to post a header for your character for others to tag into--anywhere in Wing's quarters or the hallway or whatever; mess with his stereo, steal his towels, show up early, fashionably late, whatever you want! And of course, non-Cybertronian partycrashers welcome!))
What: Sharing resources houseparty?
When: Shortly after the robot network post excitement
Where Green 6, aka Wing's Swingin' Bachelor Pad
After Drift's post, Wing realized that as a knight, he had a mission, to help his people come together and find a way to coexist. Or else. And Drift had mentioned that they should pool resources. So, after double-checking with Drift, Wing sent a small message to each of the Cybertronians on the station to please meet him, this evening, in his quarters.
He wished food wasn't such a consideration here, because he felt bad not being able to lay out a spread of food for hospitality. Maybe they would all bring their own? He can hope. He has his few flight grade fuel rations on a table, just as, well, something.
As it is, he has soft music and subdued lighting, hoping they might defuse any, well, interpersonal tensions.
He stood by the door to greet his guests, with a silent prayer to the whole Guiding Hand, that this went well.
((OOC: This is a general robot shindig meet and greet and hopefully not punch each other. Feel free to post a header for your character for others to tag into--anywhere in Wing's quarters or the hallway or whatever; mess with his stereo, steal his towels, show up early, fashionably late, whatever you want! And of course, non-Cybertronian partycrashers welcome!))
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Drift doesn't miss the look Rodimus gives him. But he's making a point and the when of his example isn't actually relevant. But he doesn't want this to be about body counts at all since they're supposed to be putting all that behind them. "All I'm asking is where do you draw the line between who's redeemable and who isn't? Does every other Decepticon get a pass because they didn't coin that slogan?"
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So he shrugs with the shoulder not attached to the arm attached to Drift's and continues the conversation - effectively doing his best to block Starscream out. Best friend bonding time, Starscream, respect it. "Megatron," he says, enunciating the name very clearly so that Drift is sure to get it this time, "it's Megatron. He's not like every other Decepticon, Drift, because every other Decepticon didn't start the war." Megatron's the guy that told him that a true leader acted without regret and without regards for the consequences. So it's a bit difficult for him to deal with the idea he's suddenly had a change of heart.
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Maybe he could harass that Wing guy, he looks like an easy target. Too nice and all.
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"I might like to watch that you know. Getting his aft handed to him by a 'squishy organic'." It'd probably be the highlight of Drift's day. Actually, Starscream being put in his place by anyone is a show worth watching. Maybe it'll be Wing. That'd be nice, to watch someone else get thrown around like cargo.
For all that the arm around his shoulder is Rodimus being possessive, it's nice to have that, both the camaraderie and generally being wanted. Drift relaxes into it despite the topic of conversation. "I know Rodimus. But doesn't that make it even more important to keep him from starting another? What if you're wrong, what if he is trying to change and fails because no one could see him any different?"