Of wants for canonmates and meme shenanigans

[cliffjumper]

Okay, look... Stop bein' such a fraggin' noisy annoyance.

I think the tiny stick figures of the mockery was bad enough, so can't ya just shut up 'bout wantin' "canonmates" for me? Megatron an' Soundwave's already there, an' while it'd be kinda nice to have some more I know personally, I wouldn't want anyone else to get stuck with us!

Just be slaggin' happy with what's already there, if you have to. I really don't wanna see some people...

Also?

[If looks could kill.]

Frag you for that thread. Optimus Prime, really?

[He's hopping mad, disgusted and uncomfortable all in one.]

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[sunbathing]

You're in paradise if there's no Ravage.

[Excuse him while he just yawns and rolls over.]

[cliffjumper]

[Here, have an optic roll and Cliffjumper tilting his helm backwards to glance up.]

'Course you'd think that. Not that I'm sure it'd be the best place for Ravage, but Soundwave might like it if he were there.

[sunbathing]

The best place for him is evisceration.

So, this place get a lot of sun?

[cliffjumper]

He can be annoyin', but doesn't deserve that.

[But he's not surprised Steeljaw said that.]

Unless ya count the artificial light Prima's got on top of a spire that at least lights up that Quadrant an' the closest ones, no. Sun's too far away for that.

Of course, considering Cybertron's limited weather pattern, the sky's almost always clear, which means that what weak sun there is, is more or less always visible during the day.]

[sunbathing]

He's a Decepticon, they all deserve that.

[And he interrupts his naps. Mostly it's the naps.]

Too bad.

[He waves a paw.]

You're in my light.

[cliffjumper]

[There's an instinctive, angry growl, and then Cliffjumper just scowls and shakes his helm.]

Whatever you say, Steeljaw. Some of us don't agree.

[Have an angled stare and a glance upwards again.]

You could move.

[sunbathing]

But you don't get eaten if you move.

[cliffjumper]

And you don't get shot if you don't attack.

[Because now? There's a gun in his hands.]

[sunbathing]

[That actually gets him to lift his head. Does he want to eat him? He'll tear him apart after his recharge cycle.]

Just move out of my light.

[cliffjumper]

[Which means never, then. So lazy, Steeljaw.]

Like I said, you could always roll over half a mechanometer to the right or left.

[Huff. He'll shift enough to not stand completely in the available light, but still partly shading.]

[sunbathing]

[He kills things when he feels like it.]

A little more.

[It's so much easier if he doesn't have to move.]

[cliffjumper]

And I don't feel like "a little more".

[Too bad, so sad, Steeljaw.]

[sunbathing]

[Cliffjumper are you going to make him move? You don't want to make him move.]

Tch.

[Steeljaw stands up... and promptly flops on his side.]

When I'm fully charged, you're dead.