Random Voice Test

[rusted_prime]

That... username you chose...

[That's just... special, mun. He thought you liked him.]

I'm not going to lie, I'd prefer another one, but it's nothing too important.

[If the username is his biggest complaint, then things aren't going so badly for him are they?]

I'm honoured by your interest in me Mun, but I have duties and responsibilities back home I have to get back to. I'm not sure what you're planning to do with me anyway, you said you can't put me in any games...

[Like watching sports with Hot Shot, and staring contests but shh.]

What's a meme?

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[sciencecar]

Meme.

noun

a cultural item that is transmitted by repetition in a manner analogous to the biological transmission of genes.

[rusted_prime]

Perceptor, sir, I didn't expect to see you out here.

[Because he's a good soldier and a good citizen, he offers the older Autobot a salute.]

So you're saying that a meme is something humans do to entertain themselves based on pop culture.

[sciencecar]

That is correct. Rodimus Prime.

[He adjusts his glasses slightly.]

It often involves humiliation.

[rusted_prime]

Sounds like bootcamp all over again.

I think I can handle it.

[He's Rodimus Prime after all, he's unstoppable.]

Has your mun done anything to you sir? As a Prime it's my duty to protect fellow Autobots, so...

[sciencecar]

[He remains unchanged in terms of emotion. That's...a good thing at least. Or just normal.]

On the contrary, she seems adamant to put me in museboxes.


With Red Alert.

[rusted_prime]

[This mun is absolutely sure that she has no idea what Perceptor's talking about. With Red Alert indeed.]

...Doing what?

[What do two bots like Red Alert and Perceptor do when they're alone? Not meaning any disrespect to either of them, but it doesn't exactly sound like a party.]

[sciencecar]

[He maintains a complete straight face while saying this.]

They seem adamant about setting Red Alert and myself up.

[Not that he's complaining.]

[rusted_prime]

[...Huh...]

You and... Red Alert?

Together?

As in... dating together?

[Does not compute.]

[sciencecar]

That is correct.

[He doesn't see why you're surprised. Not that he thinks he's hot shit or anything, it's just surprise is an emotion Perceptor lacks. So he can't understand or compute.]

You are surprised.

[rusted_prime]

No!

I mean, maybe just a little. Neither of you seem to be the dating type.

[Backpeddling so hard now.]

I'm sure you'll make her happy! She's always been so serious, Hot Shot always tells her she needs to loosen up some.

[sciencecar]

I am not.

[Dating is wasteful unless it's for science.]

It is the Mundane's doing.

...

I do enjoy her company, however.

[rusted_prime]

She's a nice person. Brave too.

I'm happy for your relationship, sir!

[Already he's formulating plans to support this somehow. Double dates, group dates, parties, and other social, romantic things come to mind. Nothing could possibly go wrong with any of those.]

[sciencecar]

These are accurate words to describe Red Alert's personality.

[Oh god Rodimus this is Perceptor he'll explode at the social things alone.]

If that is what they call it.

[chinderella]

You want to avoid memes, they're bad for you.

[rusted_prime]

You don't say.

[Now he's curious.]

Bad in what way? From what I can tell it's just harmless fun.

[chinderella]

Fun? You think it's fun? You let them have their way and before you know it, you're up to your joints in Decepticons and humiliation.

[corrosioncycle]

Why take another one? That one fits rather perfectly, Autobot.

[One doesn't have to look twice to see the smug grin behind that glassy dome, oh no.]

[rusted_prime]

[YOOOOOOOOOOOOU.

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MADDENING RECOVERING FROM THAT WAS?

He never wants to take another therapy session in his life.]

Glad you think so.

Want to know what else fits perfectly?

[His arrows pointing in your face.]

Ready for Round 2, 'con?