Old muse, new journal

[the_other_green_seeker]

So... a journal, huh? Not bad, I guess.

You actually gonna do something with me again now, or am I gonna have to go back to playing 'Guess That Fish' with Cloudkicker and Snowfall?

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[terreifying]

...Go-kun?

[No, Rei, that green robot is not your EVA]

[the_other_green_seeker]

[blink}

You talking to me?

[terreifying]

Yeah!

[Oh, not Go-kun. The voice is too different]

Sooo...What'cha doin'?

[the_other_green_seeker]

Currently? Not much. Mun's planning on apping me to a game later this week, though, so that could change.

What's 'go-kun' mean, anyway?

[terreifying]

A 200-foot tall lean, green, American fighting machine which had weapons on every inch of his body, a drill for a hand, and bitchin' sunglasses. I pilot him to save the world from Angels.

...He's also the mother of my children.

[the_other_green_seeker]

.......

[OK, you just get some blank staring at first, because seriously WUT.]

...That's probably the single weirdest thing anyone's said to me since I got to this slaggin' planet.

Anyway, the only green bot that big that I know of would be Devastator. He's a Decepticon, not and American, and no one 'pilots' him, unless you count the six Constructicons that form him. Also, I thought 'angels' were supposed to be good things, unless your planetary database's entries on the subject are inaccurate.

[Wouldn't surprise him if that was the case, given that they gave it a stupid name like 'Google'.

And he's not even going to ask about that last bit. Just thinking about it makes him want to find some processor bleach.]

[terreifying]

Weeee~ell, where I'm from in Japan, Angels are huge monsters that wanna destroy everything, so Mommy made a bunch of giant robots called EVAs to kill them.

[Not that it matters. Rei can kill angels with her bare hands.]

I wish Go-kun could combine, though. It would be awesome! But he might call the combined form Omega Prime or something.

[the_other_green_seeker]

['Japan' and 'giant monsters' provide a good reason to shift the subject well away from things that squick him.]

Giant monsters, huh? Like that giant reptile that runs around knocking over buildings and shooting fire from its mouth?

And your world has Primes too?

[terreifying]

More like fish-looking monsters or things with tentacles.

Of course! We've already got a Jet Alone Prime.

[the_other_green_seeker]

Hmmph... Sounds like something the Quintessons'd come up with... [pause] None of them are giant energy-leaches, are they?

'Jet Alone Prime', huh? Never heard of him. The only Primes that've been around since I first came online are Optimus and Rodimus. And frankly 'Jet Alone' doesn't sound like a a name that an Autobot would have.

[terreifying]

Nope, not yet!

[Her eyes grow big and her smile gets wider.]

Wow, you know Optimus Prime?

[the_other_green_seeker]

Good. Those are a pain in the aft...

[OK, now you're creeping him out a little; he's pretty sure human faces aren't supposed to do that...]

... Uh, not personally, no. Which, given that he's the Autobot commander and I'm a Decepticon, is probably a good thing. More like I know about him. I've seen him and Megatron duking it out on the battlefield more than a few times, though.

[terreifying]

Sooo...if you're a Decepticon, does that mean you're a bad guy?

[the_other_green_seeker]

[shrugs]

I guess from a human perspective it'd look that way. I'm a soldier in a war and wars are not nice. And it's not my fault Megatron was too fragging obsessed with destroying Optimus Prime to go find another planet to raid for energy.

Besides, it's not like I have much of a choice. Either go out, do as you're told, and fight Autobots and maybe get blasted or refuse and definitely get blasted. I'll take the more survivable option, thanks.

[terreifying]

Why did you join the Decepticons then? I mean, if you talked to everyone like Optimus did, I bet you can work something out.

[the_other_green_seeker]

[That gets a somewhat bitter laugh.]

Squishie, I was created a Decepticon. I was tossed into training pretty much the same day I was sparked and told in no uncertain terms that if I didn't do what I was told and perform up to standards, there was no point in wasting energon on me. I wasn't given a choice.

[terreifying]

You know, even Angels can end up being good guys, so why don't you try joining the humans? Or the Autobots? That way you don't get your face blasted off. I know! You can offer to play pet to the child companions! They can call you Wuffles.

[flyingblind]

In my experience muns find something to do with those that they give journals to.

If not in a game yours might put you in memes or a muse box. Now how those rank of better to worse... that depends on your opinion.

[Pardon him if he isn't commenting on your frame type or color, he just knows his mun said he should respond here.]

[the_other_green_seeker]

[Jadewing straightens up a bit at TC's reply. His mun's explained that this isn't quite the Thundercracker he remembers, but the guy's still his superior officer. Or at least, was. He's not quite clear on that yet.]

According to her, Sir, she's planning to put me in a game called ink_city. She says you're already there.

[flyingblind]

[He hasn't been referred to as 'Sir' in a while and had a surprised expression on his face.

I am. The place hasn't been terrible so far.

Sorry, but may I ask who you are?

[the_other_green_seeker]

[Somehow, Jadewing isn't surprised Thundercracker doesn't remember him; he's kinda used to it by now.]

Jadewing, Sir. One of the Seekers who was stationed at the base on Earth.