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[imatruck]

WHO: Grimlock and WHOMEVER
WHERE: The City!
WHEN: Sex pollen!
WHAT: Open the door, get on the floor, everybody fuck the dinosaur
WARNINGS: Coming up on your mudflaps at 67, the truck fuck, the horizontal monster mash, the sex





[A. The City]

[When these plants started springing up, what was the dinobot's first instinct? Collect them, of course! Since when does Cybertron get metal flowers? It almost made up for the influx of little creepy animals appearing on this planet.

He gathers them up by the bunches, not bothering to notice the spores flying out everywhere with each bounce. Things had been a little awkward with him and Sideswipe and this would sure make things between them less tense!

But after a few minutes of directly sticking his face into these flowers, he started to feel...weird. It was like a combination of giddy, overheating, and sluggishness.

Grimlock staggers over to the nearest rock, refusing to let go of his quarry.]

Ugh...think I took some bad energon...

[B. Wherever--this is your Wildcard]

[Later on, the dinobot looks more...delirious, like he caught the whiff of some bad sulfuric acid. Grimlock totters back and forth, looking a bit preoccupied with urgent business, if not a little hot in the face. By which he means it feels like he's on fire.]

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[imatruck]

[Grimlock rides out the shockwave of his orgasm, unaware of what happens to Dante until he feels a splatter of organic matter against his spike.

He bends down, gazing at the smaller organic.]

...uh, you alright?

[whenthedevilscry]

(At a glance, it might look like the organic being had his internal systems fried, based on the smoke coming out of him. It's not as fun for organics. Dante quickly hops back onto his feet, thankfully, a burst of energy making him whoop and laugh from excitement.)

Never better!

(Finally, Dante returns to his pants and boots and puts them back on, a strong look of eager confidence on his face. Nothing all that different for him, really.)

We're gonna get along just fine, I can tell.

[imatruck]

[Talk about quick recovery. It's such a sudden transition Grimlock has to laugh along at the sudden burst.

He gives an eager thumbs up.]

Yeah uh...thanks for gettin' me off. Much appreciated.

[whenthedevilscry]

(The half human scoffs and meets the gesture with a nod.)

So. You got a name, big guy?

[imatruck]

[He grins, embarrassed.]

Yeah it's Grimlock. What's yours, buddy?

[whenthedevilscry]

Dante.

[imatruck]

Dante! I like it. It's like don't.

Hehe, you coulda been Donte. Donte.

[whenthedevilscry]

(Dante folds his arms, an amused look on his face.)

Heh. Dante has a nice sound to it, doesn't it? Grimlock's not too bad, either; kinda sounds like a wrestling move.

[imatruck]

Hehe, yeah. Punchin's my thing...after this now I guess.

...I unno what came over me.

[whenthedevilscry]

My guess? The flowers. Might wanna keep away from those unless you want an encore.

[imatruck]

Yeah, don't want that to happen, right?

[Wiiiink.

He's kidding. Mostly.]

[whenthedevilscry]

(Dante simply smirks.)

If you do, make sure it's not the flowers' fault.

[imatruck]

[Embarrassed chuckle.]

Uh...I'll get back to you about that.

[whenthedevilscry]

Sounds good. You think about that and let me know if you need another round. We'll keep in touch.

(Dante turns around and leaves a quick wave for Grimlock, beginning to make his way elsewhere along the city outskirts.)