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

[arnhaid]

"Nice name."

He means it, too. Offering up a small smile with the words. He even holds out a hand to shake. Even what Trailcutter says just earns a puzzled sort of blink from the big bot.

"That don't sound like a good thing, kid."

[gimmicky]

"Thanks. Picked it myself."

Whirl kind of helped. But he won't say that if you don't ask. He matches the small smile, out of polite obligation, a hand offered out just as soon as Ironhide's is outstretched.

"Story of my life, actually. A bunch of bad decisions. Even worse consquences."

[arnhaid]

"Good choice. Makes you sound all... tough and scrap."

He nudges the kid in the shoulder with an elbow, still smirking. Trailbreaker gets a firm handshake, but not hard enough to try and dent his hand. Poor guy looks like he has problems enough without it, even if Ironhide were the type to try.

"Can't be that bad. You don't seem like you're a bad kid."

[gimmicky]

"You think so? It was Trailbreaker, but Whirl said it sounded too stupid. Breaking and being fragile. Things like that."

The shoulder nudge gets a little motion out of him, a small smile forming on the edge of his lips as he looks up. "That's a compliment coming from you, though."

But booooy is this kid a load of baggage.

"You remember what outliers are, right?"

[arnhaid]

"Nah, it sounds like you're breakin' stuff. Sounds like you can deal some damage." He pauses, then offers: "Cutter does it too, just different ways."

Whew. That was smooth. Saved it.

"I'm just a bodyguard, kid, don't put too much stock in me." Because that was all kinds of embarrassing. For a lot of reasons. He didn't think he was anything special -- and he didn't need to be.

"Rings a couple bells, yeah."