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Dying sucks
Who: Trailcutter & YOU
What: This asshole found out he died and is not taking it well because he can't DRINK HIS PROBLEMS AWAY THANKS MEGOBAMA
Where: The Prom area
When: During/After Robot Prom
Warnings: Sad feels
Sometimes learning about your death can kind of bum you out. Yeah. Only sometimes. Trailcutter's one who sort of took it badly, because not only was he just starting to turn his life around, but everyone knew it without telling him. The fact that Sixshot was told...it makes him wonder just who else knew. Rodimus sure did, and suddenly all the sad stares and hugs were starting to make sense. They weren't out of genuine wanting of his company (he's upset, okay), but out of guilt that he died.
He's not sure if that's worse than what he got before or not.
So taking it upon himself, he gives himself a quiet moment to collect his thoughts, panic bubbling right around the prom area and taking a seat, looking down at the ground and making a circle with his finger, fingers reaching to claw through it and settle the dust, only to do it again. An idle motion to give his body something to do while his mind worked, trying to climb his way out of this hole he'd dug himself in. The hole called "His life".
And maybe a part of him wonders if whoever killed him did the world a favour.
Yeah he might need a smack to the head (verbally because lol that panic bubble)
What: This asshole found out he died and is not taking it well because he can't DRINK HIS PROBLEMS AWAY THANKS MEGOBAMA
Where: The Prom area
When: During/After Robot Prom
Warnings: Sad feels
Sometimes learning about your death can kind of bum you out. Yeah. Only sometimes. Trailcutter's one who sort of took it badly, because not only was he just starting to turn his life around, but everyone knew it without telling him. The fact that Sixshot was told...it makes him wonder just who else knew. Rodimus sure did, and suddenly all the sad stares and hugs were starting to make sense. They weren't out of genuine wanting of his company (he's upset, okay), but out of guilt that he died.
He's not sure if that's worse than what he got before or not.
So taking it upon himself, he gives himself a quiet moment to collect his thoughts, panic bubbling right around the prom area and taking a seat, looking down at the ground and making a circle with his finger, fingers reaching to claw through it and settle the dust, only to do it again. An idle motion to give his body something to do while his mind worked, trying to climb his way out of this hole he'd dug himself in. The hole called "His life".
And maybe a part of him wonders if whoever killed him did the world a favour.
Yeah he might need a smack to the head (verbally because lol that panic bubble)
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Why would he say that?? Pipes puts his hands on the forcefield.
"Trailcutter, what happened?"
Well done you win one (1) concerned minibot.
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His head rests on his knees, mouth forming the biggest indifferent expression he can.
"I'm dead, Pipes. Back home I was killed."
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He goes quiet for a long while, resting his forehead on the bubble with a soft thunk.
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When you were the same in that area, you just -knew-.
"...Sorry. That's kind of a downer, isn't it."
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"It's not your fault, Trail. I guess we both got a second chance though, huh?"
He tries to be optimistic about all this, he really does.