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[staygoldponybot]

Who: EVERYONE'S FAVOURITE PRIME [looks at smudged writing on hand] sandal pineapple
What: robohoboventures, the robot adventures of the hobo robot
Where: city + crater
When: grunts
Warnings: uhhh mild mention of robot spaghetti. sentinel. just sentinel being a miserable fuck in general



a. (backdated to just after idw op's return and after the first rehab session) city.

Sentinel's not entirely sure why he went back to where he'd fought Megatron. He'd tried to rationalise it to himself by saying he wants to see if he can find any misc pieces of... himself that hadn't been grabbed. Maybe part of him had hope that his T-Cog would be there, even though he knows, realistically, there's no way that it would be.

Gruesome though it may be, the giant mech doesn't react when he comes across the dark purple stain on the ground and across the closest wall, expression remaining flat and disinterested (as usual). It doesn't take long to look through the room for any thing that might be of use - just like how he used to do sweeps for any evidence left after a Senate ordered 'clean up.' Nothing, save for a few spent shells. Sentinel's really not sure what he expected.

As he walks out, he happens to look up and catch sight of a beam that could've changed the outcome of the fight if he'd even bothered to look before blindly attacking. Sentinel vents heavily, strides out of danger range... then blasts it six times with his remaining wrist guns. It didn't make him feel any better, bringing it down, but no-one else will be getting in there without a good amount of effort. Stupid fragging miner.

b. crater.

Why would he go to the crater? Why would anyone go to the crater? The point was, no-one did.

One of the few things Sentinel has found he enjoys in this god damned horrible shitworld is the echoing of the occasional rock falling off the side of the crater. He'd never admit it to anyone, of course. He's supposed to be a joyless prick of a robot, not bowling rocks and watching them bounce down to the bottom and almost smiling at the loud clattering. It's the little things, he supposes. Better to throw things around than do what he actually wants to.

Making a racket and smashing stuff probably isn't the best idea but on some level he misses being able to mindlessly destroy things.

Sentinel never claimed to be a particularly deep Cybertronian.

c. CUT THE BRAKES, WILDCARD

HMU if u want a specific starter, i'm down for just about anything!!

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[lethalimpact]

No but have you ever lived a life where you can't get anything better than scummy energon or function in low level lighting or gross mines YEAH THAT'S HIS LIFE.

"A choice? Since when have we had a CHOICE in Primes?"

Because that's certainly a new development.

[staygoldponybot]

No but Impactor his aft went numb. You don't understand his struggles.

"Since the passing of time apparently stopped mattering."

[lethalimpact]

That must be so hard, Sentinel. Really, what other tortures did you suffer. He simply must know.

"That would explain your tantrum then. Some other Prime's one upped you."

[staygoldponybot]

One time he was so hungover he forgot he was Prime. Awful, awful stuff.

Sentinel sighs and rubs his face, not really in the mood to discuss anything. Least of all with some random miner he doesn't even know the name of. "That wasn't a tantrum. Don't speak of things you know nothing about, making assumptions reflects negatively on your intelligence."

Of course dumbass miners make dumbass assumptions. He's not surprised.

[lethalimpact]

Wow that's almost as bad as classist abuse and throwing people into windows, man. He feels you. He. Feels you.

"So what's that make you? You and the Senate make wrong assumptions all the time and apparently you're supposed to be our brightest."

A scowl.

Of course dumbass Primes make dumbass classist assumptions. He's not surprised.

[staygoldponybot]

"That makes things that happened before we arrived here irrelevant."

But only the things that incriminate him, obviously. He's still Prime.

"There is no functionist counvil or senate here. There's nothing."

[lethalimpact]

"And you're just perfectly okay with this."

Sorry, he's back on the tantrum thing because really Sentinel? You're not the least bit upset that you can't shove your weight around (literally)?

[staygoldponybot]

Of course he's not okay with it. In fact, for the first time in a long while, Sentinel is actually genuinely quite unhappy. He's never had to deal with the consequences of his actions like this and ultimately, his want to simply survive out weighed his desire for power. For now, anyway.

That's not for Impactor to know, anyway.

"I have no other choice."

[lethalimpact]

Well, you know what they say: There's a first time for everything. Unfortunately you'll be disappointed a lot when the world is on even ground.

"Yeah, that's the story of our lives, you know."

[staygoldponybot]

He's really not a fan. Such a poor soul! He did nothing to deserve this.

"I don't care."

Well, he's not lying.

[lethalimpact]

Horrible things happen to such good people!!

"Me neither."

He's not lying either.

"hi i'm grump" "and i'm even grumper"

[staygoldponybot]

Yeah like he even threw an old mech across the road once. That's what you're supposed to do right

"You wouldn't have mentioned it if you didn't."

Either that or Megatron is rubbing off on Impactor in more ways than one. It's mildly annoying to know he's trying to rally Decepticons again.

"and we're the gold grumps"

[lethalimpact]

Well, he can't deny that it's a legitimate strategy.

"...Nnnnngh."

That's true. Megatron has been rubbing off on him in some ways. More than he'd like to admit. If only because it'd mean he'd gotten soft for him.

"What's it to you, anyway."

[staygoldponybot]

Frankly, it concerns Sentinel because Impactor wanted to fight him and he's just too tired to deal with this right now. Of course, he has no empathy and doesn't give a shit about the fact he's in the same situation that he forced most of Cybertron's lower classes into, he just cares about himself being uncomfortable.

"You were going to try and fight me."

Dumbass.

[lethalimpact]

"Because I was expecting something. Some sort of insult that would make it worth it. But I'm not here to beat up on someone just because. I need a few drinks before that happens."

So yeah, Megatron has been rubbing off on him.

"Wouldn't look too good anyway. I work in the medibay."

[staygoldponybot]

He almost says systematic oppression isn't reason enough? but whatever.

"You. In the medibay."

A hand goes up to his face, squeezing the bridge of his nose. What the fuck happened, man.

[lethalimpact]

"Yeah. I'm not sure how that worked out either."

But First Aid and Megatron had both insisted, the former more earnest than he honestly expected. And if it helped Megatron's own self esteem to have a friend there, he'd certainly try.

Megatron wanted him to find his own path anyway. He wasn't sure if this was the right one, but he'd give it a shot.

[staygoldponybot]

"You'll be running out of space and delicate instruments."

Alas, Sentinel doesn't know Megatron's choices. Probably for the best.

[lethalimpact]

"Yeah well, maybe if some reoccurring patients stop showing up for being idiots, we'll have more room."

SICK BURN.

[staygoldponybot]

HUFF HUFF HOW DARE YOU

He waves a hand dismissively, "Take it up with Optimus or Megatron. They're the ones who decided to leave me in a state of repair."

You know, instead of just blowing his brains out. It's really quite obnoxious of them.

"Or," he pipes up again, "or, perhaps all the," he puts both hands up to his chest, making a cupping motion, "larger mechs who don't happen to be dying should stay out an area with limited space."

[lethalimpact]

Finally something they can both blame. But when Sentinel pipes up again, his eyes dart to the other, really wondering if the guy wants to get into this conversation.

"I'm working there. Some people can't make a living on using others as stepping stones."

[staygoldponybot]

"They've set up a working economy already?" he snorts.

[lethalimpact]

"No." Idiot.

"But we all have to do something."

[staygoldponybot]

Well OBVIOUSLY NOT everyone here is a useless assbucket

"Then you don't have to worry about making a living."

A pause.

"Give me progress report on the medibay."

[lethalimpact]

Says King useless Assbucket himself.

"Why should I? I'm just a nurse practitioner. Go talk it up with the head of the medical bay."

Now he's just being stubborn for the heck of it.