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[angleofscience]

... I recommend that you perhaps be gentler towards yourself, instead of bringing on the recriminations.

You say you do not feel like you've lost anyone's voice; that, I think, is the only real worry here. Your situation being what it is, I would point out that by merely observing general trends and the available facts, the conclusion would be that hitting rough patches are a statistical possibility.

And no matter your, or my, issues, Starscream is enough of a distraction for both of us...

However; I don't exactly approve of one of the situations lately... Just because you have the icons, does not mean you have to use them.

[Disapproving jet is disapproving, even if it's merely expressed with a frown and crossed arms. The mundane can't convince him it's "for science", since that has not been the reason to try those icons out at all. :|]

Comments

[nonononono]

[Peer.

Those icons. Peer.]

...you're Jetfire?

[angleofscience]

[Hey now, the majority of those icons are perfectly normal! No need to be like that.]

In my universe of origin, yes, I am. Considering that the theory of a multiverse has been proven merely by this place, any given individual should be assumed to have an alternate version of themselves, somewhere.

You are?

[nonononono]

[You're too old to have those icons, man. Where's your cane?]

Oh, yeah, I've seen that so far. [Like Lady Megatron.] Uh...I'm Sam. Witwicky.

[angleofscience]

[Excuse you, he's of a perfectly normal age for a member of his species! He hardly needs a cane. Unless it's some sort of tool or other for ~science~.

Or is the problem not the nubile white-haired human female icons, but the ones of smooching Starscream?]

I am so different then, from the Jetfire you know - even accounting for the differences in universe design - that it seems unlikely that that is who I might be?

[The things you see here, yes...]

Mmm. Greetings. I haven't really met any of the humans the Autobots here associated with, before, but I think the name Witwicky came up, yes.

[nonononono]

[Yeah, but fighting with the cane was awesome, man.

HOW DID YOU KNOW]

...uh, yeah. A lot different.

And you're still on the Autobot side...right?

[angleofscience]

[This Jetfire just wrestles things bodily... or uses his afterburners. How's that not just as cool?

DEDUCTIVE SKILLS, my good Sam. Deductive skills. Strangely enough, most people might take more issue with kissing Starscream than anything else? He doesn't understand why.]

Oh..? Different how?

I would assume this [a brife brush against the rather large Autobrand front and center on his chestplates above the canopy] hasn't suddenly worn off in the last few minutes. Yes, I am. It was quite a while ago since I even remotely genuinely was on the Decepticon side.

[nonononono]

[But...the cane! THE CANE! You're a kickass grandpa! You're related to the freaking wheel!

WELL YOU SEE]

So, uh...why are you, uh. You know.

Kissing Starscream?

[angleofscience]

[:| He is not. He's also only ever been a jet! But he has a giant, double-barreled rifle a lot larger than ten feet instead?

Don't hate on the Starscream smooching, Sam. It's an experience in itself!]

Those?

[Dry tone and an arch, bland look.]

The mundane likes to draw out my actual feelings of friendship that I have for Starscream into something slightly different. There's not that much of a difference, truly. We were close, once.

[Very. carefully. not sounding nostalgic, merely matter-of-fact.]

[nonononono]

[:(

NOPE.GIF NOPE NOPE]

Yeah, those.

[There are some things Sam is learning about Cybertronians that he wishes he never had. Like Ironhide and Ratchet being drunk humans at one point, that was a bad time all around.]

Close, huh. Yeah, look rather close there. Like, really close.

[angleofscience]

[Now don't pull that puppy-eyed, squishy-faced look, Sam. You're nearly an adult!

Well, he promises you don't have to do anything?]

I don't really see the issue. It's not you who have to be up close and personal with him, yes? Is the issue that this is Starscream, or does it lay somewhere else?

[Okay, so he might be amused now. Not that that's very obvious, since his expression is merely inquisitive and the tone still dry.

What, you never wanted to be educated on alien robot interpersonal relationships, Sam?]

[nonononono]

[But he's SO good at it!

Sam's poor fragile human brain...]

Yeah, how about we forget this ever happened. How's that? And when you guys have your big wedding with your Decepticon garter belts, I'll just send you a card with some Energon coffee store credit on it.

/lols at the garter belts, though. Very pretty!

[angleofscience]

[Also very good at shrieking no.

Whiner.]

If you wish. You were the one who asked, however, and I do not see any reason to hide the fact that we were friends once.

[Or that he still considers them such, outside anything the mundanes might do between them.

Pause. Helm-tilt.]

Wedding? Ah, human bonding ceremony... Well, even if we'd do something similar to that, which I doubt considering Starscream's... personality... Thank you, I suppose?

[He can't say he completely follows what Sam is on about, but it doesn't hurt to be polite either way.]

I know right? Trying to talk my friend into using them at her wedding :D

[nonononono]

[You have no idea, bro. It's practically every movie Shia has been in. There's even videos of it on youtube!]

Yeah, there's a difference between friends and, uh...kissing buddies. [Ahhh how does the even work giant freaking robots and and auuuugh damn his overactive imagination!]

...you're welcome. All the Energon you could want.

Yess. Good luck! *I* would want them, anyway, they're pretty! :D

[angleofscience]

[That's kind of amazing. Clearly his skill isn't acting, but shrieking protestations.]

Along a measure for close relationships, I suppose so; even if one can share certain types of kisses between those who aren't... intimately? involved.

And those icons are for what our mundanes think are possible developments, not statements of absolute fact of having, or will, happened.

[Look, don't let him get into discussions about actualities, and interpretations and reality, okay? Even if it's too late for that.]

She's reads all the comics and watches all the shows, so it's bound to happen :D

[nonononono]

[Pretty much, yes.]

...I think I just threw up in the back of my mouth.

[As if being tortured by Knockout wasn't enough, and how dirty and terrible it got, there's...how does it even work?

Don't ask Sam. Don't. You don't want to. You don't.

No no no.]

How does that even work? You're all...giant robots.

Heheh, awesome! :3

[angleofscience]

[That comment will merely net Sam a confused, and slightly concerned, frown as Jetfire kneels down; he might not be as big as 40 feet, but he's well over thirty so almost at the size of the Jetfire Sam knows.]

Are you all right? Vomiting is usually a sign of illness in humans, isn't it?

[Sam, Sam, Sam.]

How does what work? [Is he just playing dumb?]

Intimate relations? It depends on what one is after. Closeness and stimulating conversation might, after all, be enough to engender bonds.

[Also, Sam, it's your own faukt if you take that "stimulating" for anything than what it literally means in the context of the conversation.]

I hate when i hit the wrong icon

[aerospace]

Why are you two even discussing this sort of thing?!

I would never kiss that over grown science-drone.

[lol]

[angleofscience]

[Have a look, Starscream. He's not going to deign to answer that, because you know you have.]

Sam asked. I merely explained things.

At least you have an edit button!

[nonononono]

[AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH]

I blame the icons.

And my mun.

She's kind of loopy. Not as loopy as Megatron, but still. She's pretty out there.

[aerospace]

I'm enough for everything.

[angleofscience]

Yes, you're quite a handful sometimes, Starscream, and certainly enough for me.

[Was that a joke? Maybe. Jetfire's bad puns sometimes...]

[aerospace]

By the way, stop your lies and slander.

And blast it Jetfire, make your mun get rid of those icons.

[angleofscience]

...

[Okay he'll just... rub the lower half of his face for a bit before he crosses his arms and gives Starscream a stare.]

Except it all happened, as much as these things do in any given place outside our universe, as you well know. Thus, for this space, it's neither lies nor slander, by any definition of the words.

If I could, but you know as well as I do that mundanes do as they wish, and I know I have no viable way of forcing her to get rid of them if she does not wish to. And you may not want to look, because she added some more.

[aerospace]

WHY DO YOU LET THESE THINGS HAPPEN??

[angleofscience]

Why do I... Starscream, what am I supposed to do? Do you have some mysterious way of forcing your mundane to do as you wish?

Why are you even getting worked up over it?