Voice test

[heytheresugarbot]

Ya really mean it Munnie? I got myself my own journal?

Yee haw! That means we can go out and bust a few heads, ain't that right Munnie? I mean, what's the point in meetin' new people if ya can't fight them, amirite? C'mon, lemme at em! I can take all of y'all with one arm tied behind my back!

C'mooooon Munnie, gimme someone to slag!

...

Please and thank you?

[He just wants some good old-fashioned slaughter, is this really too much to ask? 8(]

Comments

[you_shot_me]

I see you are as violent as ever, Quickstrike.

[heytheresugarbot]

Well if it ain't Fuzz and Feathers!

Lookin' for a fight are ya? Well I can sure give ya one.

[He's so giddy about the prospect of fighting that he bounces eagerly on his heels. Let's get started already!]

Put 'em up!

[you_shot_me]

I am not looking for a fight.

[heytheresugarbot]

I don' care!

Yer goin' to fight me, and yer to not gonna like it!

[Grinning as much as his face will allow, he points his lovely right arm at his fellow Fuzor. Oh this'll be fun!]

[you_shot_me]

[Silverbolt scowls.]

Very well then, if you insist. I would rather have you fight me than leave you to do damage to anyone else.

[Silverbolt takes a defensive stance, pulling out two missiles from his wings.]

[heytheresugarbot]

And once you're gone, I'll go ahead and take Sugarbot for myself.

[He's absolutely ecstatic that he's about to see some action. To celebrate, he fires a few shots at Silverbolt. It doesn't occur to him that maybe he just said the wrong thing.]

[you_shot_me]

You will not lay a single claw on my Beloved, you vile fiend!

[Silverbolt jumps into the air to dodge the shots, and throws one missile at Quickstrike's feet.]

[heytheresugarbot]

I'll lay several claws on her if you know what I mean.

[Good reflexes come in hand, and Quickstrike manages to jump out of the way in time.]

Hold still so I can shoot ya!

[you_shot_me]

[Silverbolt growls, swerves in the air and fires two more missiles.]

[nobirds]

Congratulations.

You've successfully subtracted at least three IQ points from any coherent being that's been exposed.

And I thought I had it bad.

[heytheresugarbot]

Well hey there missy.

I ain't got nothin' against fightin' girls, just so you know.

[Wanna fight.]

i am so sorry

[nobirds]

And your intelligence continues to astound.

Not to mention your manners.

Your mother must be so proud.

Nothin' to be sorry about

[heytheresugarbot]

Hey now, don't go insultin' my momma like that!

[Pause.]

Or at least that's what I woulda said if I had a momma.

[Whatever.

He levels a gun at the weird machine person and is totally going to fire.]

Any last words, little missy?

[nobirds]

[ She looks at it, a face of mock intrigue. ]

And little class as well. You continue to fall down the ladder.

I'm almost insulted.



I wouldn't if I were you.

[idle_time]

Hello, pilgrim!

[heytheresugarbot]

...?

Unless yer here for a fight, I ain't interested in whatever yer sellin'.

[idle_time]

No welcome wagon? Is your ten gallon hat feeling five gallons flat?