...I didn't sign on for this slag.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Oh, joy. 'Congratulations. You are now a member of dear_mun .'  I'm so thrilled.  

Seriously.

Look at my thrilled face.

Because, you know, I'm all about belonging.

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[deathlyhugs]

[THERE GOES THE NEIGHBORHOOD]

You could always leave.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

You could always try and make me.

[See? You can't touch this, Cyclonus. He takes your Ebil Menace and drops it at least 10 maturity points.]

[deathlyhugs]

[ew gross you act like he /wants/ to touch that]

I've got better things to do.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[HAHAHA Too late, Bunny Face, you already have touched this. ]

[Clearly you are back for more. ]

Yeah, I hear Tailgate might need another ride to school.

[deathlyhugs]

[he touches because he must not because he wants to

do you know how long he was in the 'fresher for after that hug]

Luckily for him, he's got two working legs.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Whirl is pretty sure Rodimus would have settled for a Manly Handshake. No, the groping was allllll you.]

Awww, what's the matter? Little roomie friction?

[Which Whirl no longer has since he, oops, locked out his roomie who got sparkeaten. Sparkeated? Sparkeaterie? Whatever. Ahhhh, a bachelor's life for Whirl.]

[deathlyhugs]

[a Manly Handshake would not have allowed him to utter that threat promise to you!]

I'm not his keeper. Maybe you should go after him, if you're so curious.

Dude you are staring at his aft in your own icon. Don't deny the power of LOVE.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Yeah, because it's always smart to tell the slightly insane, violent copter that you're gunning for him. Kind of blew the stealth and surprise options, there.]

I wouldn't want to make you all jealous or anything.

[Because face it, you or Whirl? Any self-respecting mech's going to choose the copter. ...except maybe Rung. And Springer. And most likely Ultra Magnus.]

theirs is the relationship that Cyclonus would note on Facebook as "it's complicated"

[deathlyhugs]

[he'd prefer you at least put up a fight, Whirl. wouldn't be any fun otherwise.]

You're sweet. But you're looking in the wrong direction.

[he just got out of a relationship that ended Badly k let's take any new bromances slowly]

Pfff, Cyclonus *would* have a Facebook. All the cool kids have moved to Twitter.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Now it's beginning to sound like you've got the hots for Whirl.]

[Which is entirely understandable. I mean....WHIRL.]

Oh? You trying to say buckethead's got a thing for you? Then why's he all 'Mysterious Ritual of the Autobraaaaand~' on you now?

i thought that was tumblr

[deathlyhugs]

[face it: we could write a bad romance.

but Cyclonus is offering his patent Blank Stare.]

'Buckethead'?

[IS THIS SOME AUTOBOT THING HE WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND]

Whirl checked out tumblr but there was not enough fanart of *him* therefore it sucks

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Yeah, Whirl's cuing up the Barry White right now, in fact.]

...you didn't notice? Especially the way his head sinks into his little bucket when he gets upset?

[You are the worst boyfriend ever. Of all time.]

clearly he needs to go on pixiv.

[deathlyhugs]

[whirl

whirl what are you talking about we're sticking with gaga and that's final

MORE STARING]

Sorry, Drift's the weeaboo one.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Any time Whirl stuns his enemy into silence is a Good Time.]

You checkin' me out? Want a better view?

[deathlyhugs]

No thanks. My optics are damaged enough for one lifetime.

[sparkeater]

[Would you like to belong in his abdominal cavity? There's a tentacle winding around one of your feet right about now.]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Sorry, ugly. But Trailbreaker's not here to protect you this time. Want a face full of torpedo and angry copter? Bring it.]

[sparkeater]

[Oh! This game is fun too! The creature snakes around, aborting a leap at Whirl as his guns come out. Instead, it pulls at the cable near the helicopter's feet, trying to trip him.]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[You know what else is fun? Flying. Allow Whirl to show you. He'll flip into his copter mode and take off at top speed.]

[Hope that cable didn't get stuck in his fuselage when he transformed, or your in for a very, very bumpy ride.]

[Actually, he hopes it did get caught.]

[sparkeater]

[Right. Altmodes.

The sparkeater shrieks as he's yanked forward by the unlucky tentacle, its jaw clanging off the floor as its dragged along the corridor.]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Oh yeah. Probably hard to remember those kinds of details when your own brain module's exposed like that.]

[Just...ewww.]

You gonna behave or am I going to have to get a little rough?

[He's so fine with either option.]

[sparkeater]

[Ow ow ow ow ow ow. The sparkeater whines pathetically, trying in vain to grab at handles or doorways, scrabbling like an over-sized dog at hardwood floors.]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[You messed with the wrong robot, sparkgobbler. Whirl is Too Hardcore for the Wreckers. ]

[Also he's a sadistic jerk.]

What's that? No answer? Tsh. Now's no time to get all shy and stuff.

[sparkeater]

[Why did it have to pick on the crazy one??? It continues to let out cries of pain, each getting progressively louder as its plating starts to snag on rough areas and tear off.]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Watch who you're calling crazy. ]

[In fact, watch him right now as he decides it's time to do a little crazy fancy flying. He tips his rotor into a vortex ring, dropping altitude like a rock. Oh you wanted some of this? How's about landing ON YOUR FACE.]

[sparkeater]

[NOT THE FACE!

Yep, the face. Out comes a horrible gurgle and a flail of limbs and remaining tentacles. Desperately, the creature's jaws gape wide and it fastens its teeth on whatever is closest.]