ROOOOOBOT PROOOOM

[rodders]

Who: ALL ROBOTS.
Where: THE FORUM
When: RIGHT THE FUCK NOW
What: ROBOT PROM
Warnings: teenagers making out, galvatron doing his thing, a throwdown between first aid and tarn over sixshot. usual prom shit.


ROBOT PROM

the punch has been spiked, the music is whatever they could scrape together, and there’s bleachers to make out behind. takes place OUTSIDE in the forum so there's plenty of space and people can easily crash it.

prom king is optimus prime, prom queen is pipes.

please behave as irresponsibly as you would at real prom.

comment around, mingle, you all know the drill.

Comments

[flashyfinish]

"Oh, reaaaally?" No, Knock Out, take that smirk down a few notches! There, that's less predatory.

Still, Knock Out seems very pleased that he got out-- in the first few seconds of conversation!-- the fact that the handsome fellow next to him was apparently available. Smiling up at him, he offered, "My name's Knock Out. Can you tell me if these parties happen often? I've only been here a few days-- and this is more Cybertronians in one place than I've seen in aaaaaages-- it'd be nice if these are common."

[officerjuicebox]

"Yeah, really."

That's an interesting amount of emphasis placed on that word. He quirks an 'eyebrow' at it, looking down at the bot. Okay then. Maybe he's intoxicated. Wouldn't be the first time.

"First one I've seen around here. Sorry. It's pretty quiet if you don't count people trying to kill each other."

[flashyfinish]

"Oh, that's a shame. I haven't been to a party in ages. Especially not one so lively!" He flashes a grin up at the other bot, red eyes bright. "And definitely not one with so many handsome attendees. It's a nice break for the baffling situation we're in, don't you think?"

Knock Out's hand has somehow wound up on Roller's lower arm. How did this happen? It is a mystery, and clearly one that shall never be solved.

[officerjuicebox]

"Party's fine, I guess."

Wow, okay. Even he can get the hint here. It's been a really long time since anyone tried anything that blatant. Maybe on his partner, but not him. He's too big. Usually.

This guy, though. He must be desperate or bored. Probably bored.

"Handsome. You say that to every bot who could bounce you through a wall?"

It's really not a threat. Just casual conversation from someone used to being twice the size of everyone around him.

[flashyfinish]

More on the bored side; it's not like he's going to die if he doesn't get laid tonight, even though getting laid is awesome (and there's all these people here he doesn't know well enough to hate yet; a perfect dating pool, as far as he's concerned).

Still, he laughs like he's charmed. "Moi? No, of course not! I'm hardly indiscriminate." He pauses for a beat, then continues, "I just say that to every attractive bot that could bounce me through a wall." A wink for you, Roller!

(He does not actually say it to every attractive bot that could bounce him through a wall, because he isn't into being actually bounced through walls-- it's so bad for his paintjob, ego, and general structural integrity-- but this bot seems relatively relaxed about being openly flirted with, despite not reciprocating. Ah, well, Knock Out is charming enough for two, and there's hardly a lack of others to flirt with if he's outright rejected.)

[officerjuicebox]

Moi? What does that even... mean. There's a pause of his own, while Roller just looks at the guy, his expression practically screaming Seriously?

"You'd think you'd be a little more careful," he says, instead of really questioning it. "It hurts. A lot. Trust me, I've got... recent experience."

Sort of. But hey, no need to delve too far into that right now. He is relaxed, if nothing more. It's not every day you get hit on this hard. Really not every day, if you're him.

"Also, you're coming on pretty strong. I'm big, pal, but not that dense..." There's an apologetic sort of look. "Just... tone it down a bit. If you wanna dance or something, you just have to ask. Seriously. I'm a pretty basic kind of bot."