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.

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[planate]

Sorry, Babymus, there's no chance Pipes would go five minutes without talking to you.

"I thought Primes didn't party!" he stated, about a smooth as a porcupine. "Actually I guess that got debunked, I've seen about two of you guys here."

This is a Very Important Issue.

[academybot]

"Must have missed the memo." It was nice to actually run into one of the few people Optimus actually kind of new.

"You seem t be enjoying yourself," he observed, gesturing at the crown Pipes was wearing.

[planate]

"Hey, the feeling's mutual!" he wasn't even sure Optimus knew how to relax. Glad to be wrong.

"Apparently I'm a prom monarch! I have no idea what that means. Maybe I get free punch after this is over," he laughs. "Not sure how to feel about the crown, though."

Seeing as it's pretty big on him.

[academybot]

"You'd think they would have made it the right size if they knew if was going to be you. Optimus seems to be having a similar problem." He gestured vaguely behind him where he figured his double must be with his equally ill-fitting headpiece.

"Though I'm not sure free punch is much of a reward since everything is free at the bar anyway. Like the...what do you call it...engex?"

[planate]

Pipes leans over, looking behind Optimus. Sure enough, the other Optimus was had one.

"He's huge! That crown would fit on you well, I'd imagine."

Crowns are weird. Who even made them??

"That's the one. I'd imagine it won't stay free for long if we're supposed to be starting a society or whatever, though."

[academybot]

"All the same, I'm happy to let him take the spotlight," he said, waving away the suggestion that he could or should be prom king.

Clearly the obvious answer here was Rodimus must have modeled the crowns for size.

"True, but I don't think that's going to be happening for a while. I think there are more important problems to deal with first."

[planate]

"It has been almost 5 million years..." he says, absent mindedly. He has no idea this Optimus is so young.

"You're right, though. I'm honestly amazed no-one's been killed yet." A beat. "Uh. Not counting the erstwhile denizens of this city. Planet."

[academybot]

"Five million years since what?" He didn't know enough about Pipes' universe to get the reference. As far as he could remember that would have been smack dab in the middle of the Great War. Could be anything, really.

"I've heard there've been some close calls though. I mean, Ratchet's still missing a leg. Do you really think ithat's going to get better if Megatron gets the Decepticons in check?"

[planate]

"Uh. Nothing." He doesn't really want to be the one to dump exposition any more, it just makes people upset.

"But-- yeah..." he looks away a bit awkwardly. He's not actually sure when he straddles the line between optimism and straight up denial. "I guess if we can do this," gestures at the party, "without anything happening, we might have a chance."

"Maybe."

[academybot]

[cue Tarn and First Aid starting a massive scene]