Muse is not happy on new username

[sciencecar]

Greetings, Mundane.

I do not understand the purpose of such a change in my display name. It was unnecessary.



It is more accurately defined as a truck.

[Who asked you, nerd.]

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[sciencetank]

A truck, you say?

How exactly would you differentiate a 'truck' from a 'car', if I may ask?

[sciencecar]

The difference between a truck and a car is their primary function.

A car tends to transport organics. Trucks transport goods and services. They are also equipped to handle most terrain, where a car could not readily follow. By definition I associate far more with the second.

[Things just have to be 100% accurate for this one.]

[whatbedsidemanners]

Things happen when muns think they're being clever I guess.

[sciencecar]

It would be statistically more clever if they were accurate in their information.

[Zero sense of human as always.]

[sciencetank]

Ah, yes. I see. No wonder your mundane's choice of names is perturbing. Being misclassified is terribly irritating, isn't it?

Unfortunately, I've yet to determine a definitive way of changing their minds once they've been made up. Otherwise, I should be happy to pass it along.

[sciencecar]

[Perceptor only gives a nod in agreement, his arms folding.]

They tend to be quite stubborn. Or perhaps are attempting ironic humor.

[He feels like he should know you...]

I do not believe we have met.

[sciencetank]

The senses of humor, I've found, are often exceptionally lacking.

[Perceptor you're really not one to talk about that.]

Ah, no, I don't think so either. [He indicates himself.] Perceptor. And yourself?

[sciencecar]

[...Oh.

He actually looks perplexed for once. Congrats Percy, you just made the guy who deleted his emotions baffled.]

Perceptor.

[sciencetank]

[THAT MAKES TWO BAFFLED BOTS OF SCIENCE. How can you be Perceptor, you're so tiny.]

[He blinks.]

... Ah. I suppose that explains the strange sense of familiarity.

[sciencecar]

[More like how can YOU be Perceptor you're as big as a house.]

In both aesthetics and personality.

[He adjusts those glasses, pulling out a data pad. Don't ask where he got it. It's easier that way.]

Possibility of alternate universe. Confirmed.

[sciencetank]

[THE BETTER TO DO SCIENCE.]

Indeed. The chances of such a phenomenon are incredibly slim, unless --

[His head tilts, and he nods, optics brightening.]

-- unless we're dealing with a potential alternate universe situation, yes.

[sciencecar]

[This icon is Perceptor on the inside. He sure is pretty giddy about all this. On the outside? You get maybe a slight mouthtwitch of interest.]

Perceptor. I have a proposition.

Discussion of our universes could be beneficial.

ohgod that face i can't you cuite

[sciencetank]

[It's okay, bro. He'll look excited enough for the both of you.]

Proposition accepted! I believe you're correct. It would be mutually beneficial indeed.

Where shall we begin?

he really likes science

[sciencecar]

[At the acceptance, the data pad is brought into view again, adjusting his glasses as he takes a seat.

HE IS JUST SO EXCITED YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW.]

Perhaps we should start with the outcome of the war.

stop being so cute

[sciencetank]

[WELLP TIME TO CHAT.]

[The science tank is just going to have a seat too.]

Currently unknown. Cybertron is in its death throes, currently in the process of being evacuated entirely.

can't turn off this cute sorry ):

[sciencecar]

[He immediately looks up from the pad. Evacuation?]

The planet itself appears to be uninhabitable from information given. Is this correct, Perceptor?

[That's...quite different.]

you derp. derpceptor

[sciencetank]

[He folds his hands under his chin, leaning his elbows on his knees.]

It's certainly reaching that point. Energon levels reaching critical lows. Everything is rationed.

The very core of the planet appears to have been corrupted by Megatron and his experiments.

tankceptor and derpceptor

[sciencecar]

[This is the part where a normal person would feel bad. After all, there's only so much you can say when a planet's dying. Maybe a shoulder pat or condolences. BUT NOPE. Perceptor deleted the 'that's rough, buddy' emotion ages ago.

He remains on the topic.]

The Decepticons were successful.

the greatest duo there ever were

[sciencetank]

[Well, at least tankceptor wouldn't really know what to do with sympathetic words. They didn't really help anything, anyway.]

[He nods.]

It looks that way. Though, they'll only truly be successful if our efforts fail, and the Ark is indeed destroyed.

bitches best be prepared

[sciencecar]

[Interesting, interesting. Perceptor makes note of this on his pad.]

Has a destination been pre-set.

[He looks up, rather calmly as he says this.]

damn straight

[sciencetank]

Not to my knowledge.

[He says it with a little roll of his optics.]

Can't even be bothered to tell me where we're going, simply that we need to go.

[sciencecar]

Such information is statistically essential.

[There's a pause.]

The Decepticon uprising has been taken care of in my universe.

[sciencetank]

You would think.

[He gapes a bit, the very idea like a slap in the face.]

... I'm sorry. You said 'taken care of'?

[sciencecar]

[He expected this reaction, and as such, his own face remains constant like it ever changed]

There are Decepticon uprisings, but our Elite Guard takes care of them as we see fit. Cybertron has thrived.

[disinformation]

Mundanes can have... odd ideas.