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.
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.
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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Kinda. He still did maintenance during the war. Wow that's depressing.
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Another head tilt. His feet shuffle. "What is it now?"
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He shrugs. End of war and all that.
"What about you?"
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His shoulders hunch, and he seems to pull in further on himself.
"... I don't have a purpose anymore."
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He claps his hands together.
"No more fixing broken water pipes for me!"
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He shrugs, folding his arms again. What he wants isn't here. So how can he?
"... Is that why you're called Pipes?"
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He shrugs. There's no way for him to know about Shadowmaru.
"That's right!" Pipes laughs, "That and the pipes on my arms!"
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Wellp. There it is. The big purple dog in the room.
"Oh." And he reaches over, with zero concept of personal space to... touch those pipes, curious.
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"Who's he?"
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"... The reason I exist." A beat, then. "Why do you have these on your arms?"
Like he didn't just drop a wordbomb there.
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He cocks his head.
"Is he your conjunx?"
Pipes you don't just ASK that oh my god
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Because that's what it sounds like Pipes is asking.
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Just get him a shovel, he's not digging fast enough without one.
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And yes, he's done playing with Pipes' arms, and draws back a little.
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Seriously, it would be nice. Or, well. It would be nice for people to go home but Pipes isn't sure how he feels about that.
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He looks down, fidgeting with his hands.
"This is the longest I've been away from him."