new muse, made for nefarious purposes.

[nonononono]

No. No no, no. I know I say no a lot, but I have good reasons to say no!

I'm not sure about you, but having been on the run and nearly killed multiple times by evil frickin' alien robots? Yeah, there's bound to plenty of negative responses to that. What do you want me to say? Non, nyet, nein? Sorry, lady, but I don't speak any other languages.

Except for Bumblebee's radio. Does that count?

It doesn't matter if it counts! I'm not some toy, okay? Watch your step and leave me alone, or maybe I'll call you Munatron if you go through with all this nightmare stuff in your head.

I'm out.

Comments

[tinfoil_angel]

Well really it has to do with me. He's just been thinking about the idea that it could be possible for me to "upgrade" humans if they were willing.

Not that I'd give that sort of thing unless it was a life or death situation.

[nonononono]

...yeah, sorry, man, but I have enough issues with just being not-all-that-normal as is without trying to get some kind of "upgrade."

[tinfoil_angel]

[Yep this conversation was going no where. He was obviously not the curious type. Karl sort of liked that actually.]

So giant alien robots?

[nonononono]

[Sorry, Karl, but Sam's had too much weirdness in his life as is, he doesn't want to go chasing anymore.]

Uh, yeah. Autobots and Decepticons, to be exact.