New Muse. This one's a talker.

[privaterat]

Oh no. No. No no no no no no no. I am not gonna be some girl's play thing! No! I have a huge list of grievances I need to talk to you about, lady, and I've been here for a total of, what, eighteen hours?

I ain't going to your games. I'm not playing around in those memes. Actually, I'd rather a freaky game to these meme things! They look horrible!

And where is everyone? All of these people in your head are nuts! Even the blue alien guy. Especially the blue alien guy!

You know what you need to do? You need to get out of the house. Yeah and go eat or wreck a car, I don't care! Just leave me out of it!

... No, I won't shut up until you let me out!







AND WHY IS COBRA COMMANDER THE ONLY OTHER GUY ON THIS TAG!? I'M OUT!

Comments

HA

[hebi_no_me]

[Stares for a second.]

[Shrugs.]

Don't laugh at his pain

[privaterat]

[Ignoring the shrug.]

Snake Eyes! Thank God! Where's the exit in this place?

too late hehehe

[hebi_no_me]

[He pauses for a moment, raising an eyebrow that Tunnel Rat can't see.]

[Then proceeds to shrug again - there ain't no exit from a mundane.]

[privaterat]

What do you mean shrug!? You're the ninja!

[Okay. No. Calm.]

Okay, so. That's fine. It's fine. We'll just... find our own way out.

Have you run into any of the others?

[hebi_no_me]

[Shakes head no.]

[The Cobra Commander in this place wasn't even from the same universe as them - as little sense as that made. Tunnel Rat would have to figure that out himself, though.]

[privaterat]

[He hasn't noticed, because that's a whole other scale of freaky for him right now, thanks.]

Any communications? I, uh... I'm starting to feel a little naked, if you get what I'm saying.

[No gun. No comm link.] At least one of us is still armed... You are armed, right?

[hebi_no_me]

[Holds out swords. Does that answer your question?]

[privaterat]

Good. Then we're not completely screwed. I think.

[No, they probably are. BUT he has the ninja with him. That has GOT to count for something.]

[hebi_no_me]

[Puts away swords. He and his mundane haven't spent much time together, so he's not sure how to reassure Tunnel Rat.]

[Oh, well.]

[privaterat]

[Sigh...]

[...]

[... Oh God, it's awkward now.]

So, uh. Your "mundane" person. Is she crazy like mine? Keeping you busy?

[hebi_no_me]

[He hesitates for a second, but eventually nods.]

[He spins a finger around his temple to demonstrate just how crazy she is.]

[privaterat]

Pff. She has to be if you're spreading the rumor.

Hopefully, mine'll get lazy or something soon.

[It doesn't look that way, but maybe.]

[hebi_no_me]

[He wants to sign "doubtful", but knows Nicky doesn't know sign language.]

[Where's Shana to translate?]

[privaterat]

[Sometimes, no answer is a good answer. That isn't always the case with Snake Eyes.]

I'm stuck here, aren't I?

Well, you did say anyone... :3

[steeljaw]

[Well, here's something he likely won't see every day. A big metal cat that resembles a lion and stands just under five feet at the shoulder.]

Good luck getting your mun to listen to you... At least yours won't make you mute more than half the time.

8D

[privaterat]

[Rat reaches around for his gun that isn't there before backing up a few meters.]

You... You just said something.

... I have a funny feeling you're not fresh out of Cobra or Mars tech.

[Hopefully. Otherwise, he's screwed.]

^_^

[steeljaw]

I should hope that I just said something... otherwise it would mean my mundane has decided I should be mute... again...

[Steeljaw just huffs, flops down on the ground and tries to look as non threatening as possible. He's gotten used to his mun pulling stunts like this.]

Never heard of either of them.

[privaterat]

[Either this thing is pulling his leg or it's a whole other brand of crazy.]

Right. [He sort of relaxes a little bit.]

So, what's a mundane?

[steeljaw]

[He just stays sprawled out on the floor in no real hurry to move any time soon.]

That's who you were snarking at. Good luck getting her to listen to you. Primus knows mine never listens to me...

[privaterat]

That's what they call themselves? Well, if the shoe fits.

... So, uh. If you don't mind me asking... what are you?

[steeljaw]

... Do you want the long answer, or the short one?

[He 'yawns', stretches and sits up.]

Short answer is Cybertronian... The long answer could take a while.

[privaterat]

Cybertronian. Right. Okay. [Even the name sounded like a robot thing.]

Who made you?

[mommy_twi]

Don't worry, you'll get used to everything.

[Why yes Tunnel Rat, this is a living unicorn talking to you]

[privaterat]

...

Somehow I doubt that.

[mommy_twi]

You say that now, but our muns have a way with proving us wrong...unfortunately.

Anyway my name is Twilight Velvet, and you are?

[privaterat]

[Twilight. Velvet.]

[Okay.]

The, uh. The name's Tunnel Rat.

It's... nice to meet you?

[mommy_twi]

Likewise. I have to say Tunnel Rat, your name is awfully unique for a human name...if you don't mind me saying.

[privaterat]

[He looks to the side, notes that, yeah, he's talking to a horse, and then looks back.]

It's a, uh. It's a codename. My real name's Nicky.

[mommy_twi]

Oh I see. I'm sorry, my mistake. A pleasure to meet you Nicky, I take this is your time meeting an unicorn pony, what kind of things are you used to?

[privaterat]

[Unicorn pony.] Well, other humans for starters.

[And horses that go "ney."]

[simonscat]

[Hey look a person, does he have food?]

...Mow.

O M F G YES

[privaterat]

...

Uh...

... Hey, unnaturally large eyed kitty.

[Wave. Hell no he's not petting you. Don't even see things like that in the sewer.]

:3

[simonscat]

[Nicky pls, he's probably the most normal thing you've seen yet.

C'mon give him food, he closes his eyes and rubs up against your leg purring.]

[privaterat]

[... Well, maybe more normal is the right term.]

Um. [And now it's rubbing against him. Oh boy.]

[He heaves a sigh and bends down for the thing to smell his hand... Please, don't bite him or you'll be airborne.

[simonscat]

[He's offering a hand, that's good...wait there's no food, does it least smell like it?...A little, he looks up.]

...Mow.

[privaterat]

[... He raises an eyebrow.] You hungry?

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

What do you mean why is Cobra Commander the only other perssssson on thissss tag?

[privaterat]

...

Okay, dude? I knew you were off on the crazy side, but where did you get that outfit from. A TV show in the 80's?

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

My uniform is not from a televissssion show! And it looks like it's from the 80s because it is from the 80s!

[privaterat]

...




Are you telling me that's what people wore in the 80's?

[Oh wow. Thank goodness he wasn't back there... Looked like it could be a lot of fun, though, dressing up that way on a daily basis and no one pointing out. Maybe he should try to bring it back... because that would go well.]

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

[Just don't bring back the neon 90s outfits. Please.]

No, thissss is what I wore in the 80s. Not everyone was as fashionable as I was! Esssspecially not G.I. Joe!

[privaterat]

Oh, thank goodness.

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

Thank goodness? Thank goodness for what?

[arach_nerd]

Eh, I wouldn't worry about it too much. The only Cobra Commanders in that tag are the incompetent 80s version.

[privaterat]

[... Wait, he is from the 80's?]

Well. At least he's incompetent. [And you are?]