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

[officerjuicebox]

It's done too soon. There's not the return he's expecting. There's no shift of face plate. Not... what he thought would happen if he just blurted those words out. Because it had seemed like such a good idea when he'd started.

Instead of kissing his partner at a party, he's staring down at a Prime on an alien planet. His brain is struggling to catch up with these realizations, struggling, while it also tries to focus on what's being said.

"But I'm... right here?"

He can't see Pax -- Prime -- 's face. That's not right. He tries tilting it up again.

"I'm not disappeared. I don't want to. Disappeared. I ... want to stay."

Stay here, and stay your partner.