rodders: <user name=brodinsons> (IT'S CONFUSING)
RODIMUS ([personal profile] rodders) wrote in [community profile] robothell2015-05-10 07:56 pm
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ROOOOOBOT PROOOOM

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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rodders: <user name=brodinsons> (WHAT'S THIS THING HERE)

LOOK he didn't invite any cons how was he supposed to know

[personal profile] rodders 2015-05-16 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"My party, I get to set the rules. And I say that if you're here, you have to dance." 'Reveler'. Really, Magnus? He grins up at her and tugs on her arm again, this time with a little more force. Which means absolutely nothing when you're Ultra Magnus and pretty much an unmovable mountain when it comes down to it, but hey. A bot's gotta try.
smallandincharge: SERIOUSLY THIS IS ILLEGAL (THIS IS ILLEGAL)

[personal profile] smallandincharge 2015-05-16 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"That is a -- preposterous rule!" she exclaims, puffing herself up like an angry cat. "A party host is a, a service provider, not a position of authority! You, uh." As she pauses to think for a moment, her indignation drains away. Then it rushes back in just in time for a theatrical "You have no legal recourse to force me to do anything!"
rodders: <user name=brodinsons> (YEAH BUT ALL OF THIS SUCKS)

[personal profile] rodders 2015-05-18 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Forcing you means ordering you to." Which, he wants it to be known, he's not. "C'mon, Magnus. It'll be fun."

Another tug on her arm, shifting so he's effectively attempting to pull her away from her seat and towards the dance floor. Attempting to look as convincing as possible - look at him, Magnus. He is all charm and charisma. Give into the inevitability of Rodimus wrangling a dance and make this easier on both of them.
smallandincharge: none of you are free of sin (blocked. blocked. blocked.)

[personal profile] smallandincharge 2015-05-19 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
Magnus does look at him, for a moment, and for that moment there's something strange in her expression, something Rodimus isn't used to seeing. Something almost... vulnerable. But then the moment passes, and her face hardens again as she turns away.
rodders: <user name=brodinsons> (LOOKING PRETTY HANDSOME HERE)

[personal profile] rodders 2015-05-21 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
That catches his notice, and his hand falls away for a moment - expression shifting into something more concerned. He can't name it, but he sure as hell didn't miss it.

"Magnus?"
smallandincharge: none of you are free of sin (blocked. blocked. blocked.)

[personal profile] smallandincharge 2015-05-22 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Magnus's shoulders slump, all of her fight abruptly gone. She shakes her head, still not meeting Rodimus' gaze. "You don't understand," she says, voice flat and tired. "Ultra Magnus does not... dance."
rodders: <user name=brodinsons> (THINKING THINKY THOUGHTS)

[personal profile] rodders 2015-05-24 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
He frowns for a second, confusion crossing over his face before it settles. "You're Ultra Magnus, aren't you? So anything you do is what Ultra Magnus does."

The logic is sound by his reckoning, and it doesn't matter if she's Ultra Magnus or Minimus Ambus, she just is.
smallandincharge: none of you are free of sin (blocked. blocked. blocked.)

[personal profile] smallandincharge 2015-05-24 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Like I said. You don't understand." Magnus continues to stare at a fixed point in the middle distance. "I may be Ultra Magnus, but Ultra Magnus is something... well, bigger than I am. Ultra Magnus is a symbol, Ultra Magnus is a legacy, Ultra Magnus is stability personified. It is not my place to change that."
rodders: <user name=brodinsons> (SO PEOPLE ARE PRETTY DECENT)

[personal profile] rodders 2015-05-28 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Things are simple for Rodimus. Uncomplicated and simple - it's partly how he does what he does. Not understanding something isn't a roadblock for him, and it certainly won't stop him.

"Just one dance won't change that, Magnus. Smiling didn't stop anyone from thinking of you as you always are, and trust me - dancing is way less questionable. You can even frown all the way through it."

He's helping you because he cares about you, Magnus. Really, he does.
smallandincharge: I'll let you off easy this time (Uh-uh-uh)

god has it really been three weeks? feel free to just, not want to pick this up,,,

[personal profile] smallandincharge 2015-06-24 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, but they do, Rodimus. They see everything." Her fist clenches involuntarily. "Every crack is observed and circulated and recorded, and they know, and... everything changes." She shakes her head slowly. "Everything changes."
rodders: <user name=brodinsons> (LOOK AT THIS FACE)

SHH NO

[personal profile] rodders 2015-06-24 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Magnus," he says, one of his hands coming to grab her hand - not to pull her onto the dance floor. Instead he just holds it in both of his, frowning down at them. "Change isn't so bad, you know. And it'll do you some good to learn how to bend 'cause if not, you're just going to break." His expression becomes more serious as he looks back up into her face, optics dim.

"You're part of my crew, too, and I'm not going to let that happen to you. Any of it. Breaking, being observed, whatever."
smallandincharge: 'miracle' is a complicated word (well this is awkward)

[personal profile] smallandincharge 2015-06-25 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Magnus turns her head to look down at her fist, resting on her knee, and held gently in both of Rodimus' hands. She watches it for a moment, lost in thought, as her fist slowly unclenches, its tension released. Finally, she looks back up, meeting Rodimus' gaze.
"Promise?"
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