15th Transmission

[heavyweaponsbot]

. . .

[Awkward silence for a few moments.]

Anyone here know how to dispose of a corpse on this ship? Particularly one that is... falling apart...




((ooc: Yes, the fish that so traumatized Mikaela, and had taken up residence in Ironhide's bathtub... has passed on. He's not allowed pets.))

Comments

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[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Obviously not, cause he hasn't and I've died twice. [STOMP STOMP >|]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

...

Then why do you not make him your guardian? Since you trust him so much. Since he is so invincible.

[So... so bitter there. He just hates everything right now, and... taking it out on her.]

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[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Stop being like that!

[She whirls around and glares.]

Why're you being such a jerk to me? I'm sorry if I don't wanna fight, apparently that's some kinda crime, according to you.

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[heavyweaponsbot]

...

[He just stares at her.]

Never said there was a crime. Just said it is foolish to trust Decepticons.

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[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Whatever, Ironhide. I'm going back to my room.

[She's so. freaking. pissed.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

...

[He nods. Way to screw things up even more, big guy.]

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[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't even look back when she slams the door. She still loves you though, Dad!bot.]