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@glaciarpblog
Art: "Yo Henry. Opinion on winning by random button mashing?"
You did NOT just ask me that, Art.
Art: "I did just ask that. Watch me take a controller, press random buttons and win."
ART
PLEASE
NO
Art: "What if I do?"
I'll revoke your Headmaster button pressing privileges.
Art: "I get to press buttons in the Headmaster Unit?"
You do, but I'll disallow it if you button mash!
"Ok I'm playing properly today."
Art: "Yo Henry. Opinion on winning by random button mashing?"
You did NOT just ask me that, Art.
Art: "I did just ask that. Watch me take a controller, press random buttons and win."
ART
PLEASE
NO
Art: "What if I do?"
I'll revoke your Headmaster button pressing privileges.
Art: "I get to press buttons in the Headmaster Unit?"
Art: "Yo Henry. Opinion on winning by random button mashing?"
You did NOT just ask me that, Art.
Art: "I did just ask that. Watch me take a controller, press random buttons and win."
ART
PLEASE
NO
Art: "What if I do?"
Art: "Yo Henry. Opinion on winning by random button mashing?"
You did NOT just ask me that, Art.
Art: "I did just ask that. Watch me take a controller, press random buttons and win."
Art: "I found stale crackers behind a table, can I keep them or was anyone gonna eat those?"
"Wha- uh yeah sure.. take em.. but why?"
Art: "Free food is free food."
Art: "Let's do something exciting like drive to a gas station at midnight and stare at the items for 10 minutes and then not buy anything!"
Dude. Shut up.
Shut the frick up.
I'm IN!
Art: "I can't wait to look at all the beverages and then decide I don't like any of them!"
Dibs on totes dissin' the orange Fanta.
Art: "They got like... two colas without sugar but caffeine and one without sugar or caffeine. All I want is no caffeine, yes sugar!"
Like....... What? No caffeine? Aight. Just drink chamomile tea or some junk and add a butt load of honey.
Art: "Henry let me ask you one question. Do you think I should have caffeine?" (Rhetorical question)
Art: "Let's do something exciting like drive to a gas station at midnight and stare at the items for 10 minutes and then not buy anything!"
Dude. Shut up.
Shut the frick up.
I'm IN!
Art: "I can't wait to look at all the beverages and then decide I don't like any of them!"
Dibs on totes dissin' the orange Fanta.
Art: "They got like... two colas without sugar but caffeine and one without sugar or caffeine. All I want is no caffeine, yes sugar!"
Art: "Let's do something exciting like drive to a gas station at midnight and stare at the items for 10 minutes and then not buy anything!"
Dude. Shut up.
Shut the frick up.
I'm IN!
Art: "I can't wait to look at all the beverages and then decide I don't like any of them!"
Art: "Henry, let's go to the pool. Let's go to the pool. Can we go to the pool, Henry? Pool..."
BET!
They even play freaking Evanescence here!
"Aw not fair! You're in Greece and I am over here in my room struggling with paperwork!"
LMAO shoulda hopped in the HM Unit when I left Detroit!
"Take me with you next time. Two bros chilling in Headmaster Unit."
If you think you can handle it! It gets pretty rough! 5,100 miles, 56.6 hours of continuous, uninterrupted flight time all in a cramped space with only one chair!
Then a dumb blue robot to meet you when you finally escape the cockpit.
"I want to meet a dumb blue robot! Wait did you just say 56 hours?"
Yup! 56 hours. Lmao.
"Can we stop every 10 minutes for a pee break?"
Art: "Henry, let's go to the pool. Let's go to the pool. Can we go to the pool, Henry? Pool..."
BET!
They even play freaking Evanescence here!
"Aw not fair! You're in Greece and I am over here in my room struggling with paperwork!"
LMAO shoulda hopped in the HM Unit when I left Detroit!
"Take me with you next time. Two bros chilling in Headmaster Unit."
If you think you can handle it! It gets pretty rough! 5,100 miles, 56.6 hours of continuous, uninterrupted flight time all in a cramped space with only one chair!
Then a dumb blue robot to meet you when you finally escape the cockpit.
"I want to meet a dumb blue robot! Wait did you just say 56 hours?"
Art: "Henry, let's go to the pool. Let's go to the pool. Can we go to the pool, Henry? Pool..."
BET!
They even play freaking Evanescence here!
"Aw not fair! You're in Greece and I am over here in my room struggling with paperwork!"
LMAO shoulda hopped in the HM Unit when I left Detroit!
"Take me with you next time. Two bros chilling in Headmaster Unit."
Art: "Henry, let's go to the pool. Let's go to the pool. Can we go to the pool, Henry? Pool..."
BET!
They even play freaking Evanescence here!
"Aw not fair! You're in Greece and I am over here in my room struggling with paperwork!"
tfp rp starter for @knockout-official127
*Night Terror has a bad habit of mimicking Starscream sometimes. But the big difference between them is their rank. Starscream, the second in command, can get away with a lot. Night Terror, a servant rank bot, cannot.
Earlier today he messed with some Vehicons again and, to no one's surprise, got punched. Now he is pissed, injured, and waiting for Knockout to fix him. Having a low rank also meanst that he is not exactly a priority when there are other bots in medbay.
During treatment he looked grumpy and was just difficult to deal with. Until Starscream walked past them. That made Night Terror's expression change to excitement instantly.*
Night terror. Again.
*a low chuckle parted his lips, as one corner lifted up as if he was amused. He held a clipboard and pen in hand, marking off some things, and writing something down.*
*he turned his attention away from Night Terror -him not being first priority and all- and to another bots.*
officer Swindle: discharged. Good day to you Darling.
*he waved him off politely, with a sigh he turned back to Night Terror. He took a final glance around the room in search for any other patients he could attend too first, to no luck were their werenāt a single bot left.*
*Night Terror would usually be complaining about having to wait at this point. He really hates being a low priority. Just a servant... it made him angry. He knew he had skills that could earn him a higher rank but unfortunately, everything he can do Soundwave can do better. So there was hardly any chances for him to climb the ranks quickly...
But for now, he was distracted. Too distracted to worry about his rank, even too distracted to complain about the wait! Because Starscream was still nearby. And Primus was Night Terror staring. He was so fascinated by the SIC's body shape and wings. He wasn't even paying attention to Knockout anymore.*
Hey, hey dreamer boy over here. And what exactly are you staring at-
Starscream?
Aww! Isnāt that just adorable, Iāll have you fixed in a jiffy you smitten kitten!
*Suddenly, KO began to work fast, humming a melody that sounded a lot like āSitting in a treeā an organic song for teasing someone about a crush.*
*he put a finger over Night Terrors mouth before he could protest the claims.*
Nuh uh! I know a love bird when I see one, and you my dear are just the example Iāve been waiting for! It is so wonderfully cute, and such a sweet story indeed! The low servant bit falling in love with his commander! Oh the drama! The agonizing spark clenching feeling! Only to be unraveled by a water fall of love! Just darling isnāt it? I love a good love story, oh and this one is quite an intriguing, quite interesting one indeed.
*Offended, Night Terror pushes Knockout's finger away from his face.*
"What are you even talking about? I don't love anyone! I'm just... impressed by Starscream! His alt mode is way faster than mine and..."
*Night Terror didn't even finish his sentence because he had run out of excuses.*
"Just do your job!"
*There it is. That rude, demanding tone he totally copied from Starscream. It's quite interesting. Because Night Terror's behavior is a direct reflection of how he sees Starscream. Still, he shouldn't mimic that. He doesn't have the authority for this. Being at the bottom of the chain means Knockout outranks Night Terror.*
Excuse me?! I am your medic! Your superior. I can drop this right now and walk away, let you rot here with nothing and no one.
*His gaze softened slightly. A hint of regret in his optics.*
Iām sorry.. Iād never do that, not even to a little servant bot.
Now let me help you.
*Night Terror tries to stay stoic and tough looking despite the threat but he cannot hide that slight look of shock on his face when being confronted with consequences. He quickly puts his tough guy facade (and it's really just a facade) back on.*
"Right..."
*This little reminder that he has no authority stung despite the apology. But he couldn't admit that. He wasn't even ready to admit that he had a very obvious crush on Starscream. Even though it was barely a secret anymore.*
where does it hurtā¦?
*he brushes his face plate with a hand, a tender gesture for the usually arrogant Medic.*
"My jaw."
*Right. A Vehicon must have punched him right in the face after he pulled one of his disrespectful moves earlier. It's really not hard to imagine that Night Terror treats everyone on the ship like this. Well, minus Megatron and Starscream maybe. That might just be one limit he won't overstep. But he clearly gets in a lot of fights with the Vehicons... His jaw is probably a bit dislocated right now. Though, not enough to make him shut up.*
Okay, hold your breath. One, two, three.
*without further warning he snaps in back in place, he continued his work like before, slower. And quieter.*
"Wait what does that---" *CRACK.*
*Safe to say his jaw is back in place now.*
"Mghhhh--- Hey! That hurt!"
*Not a single "thank you" or sign of gratitude. Just more complaints. Night Terror needs better role models than Starscream. But then again, there aren't many polite bots on this ship.*
Shhh, sh, itās okay, itās okay I know it hurt, but youāll feel better in a moment.
*Knockout hugged him gently, lifting him into a sitting position to get other damaged parts. Oddly enough, he was treating Night Terror like a small child rather than a disrespectful bot.*
"Hey! Are you making fun of me? I demand to be taken seriously!"
*How seriously could you take someone who has a little tantrum like this? Night Terror sure is acting immature sometimes. He should know better by now.*
"Don't hug me! Starscream could see."
*Oh so that's what this is about. Starscream again. It's like Night Terror has 3 braincells and 2 of them are Starscream.*
*sigh*
Me and Star are friends. If he sees you getting along with me he might pay you a little more mind than ignoring your aft like the rest of the high command!
*He helped him to his feet, now just looking for minor trouble.*
Joints: check.
*he shined a small light into his optics.*
Optics: check.
system stable stability: check.
Temperature: check.
"Wait, you are?"
*Look at how fast Night Terror switched from hostile to neutral. The moment Knockout mentioned a way that might help Night Terror get Starscream's attention, those big audio receptors on Night's head stood up straighter. He is listening. For now.*
yeah. SO LISTEN TO ME.
"Alright I'm listening!!" *He was getting a bit more aggressive again but at least he is somewhat ready to cooperate now.*
Sit up straight. Stop getting into fights you canāt win. You look stupid like that, and for the love of primus, acting like him will make him question and judge you. Itās weird. Trust me.
"It's not my fault everyone here gets angry so easily!"
*Typical. Blaming everyone but himself. That was a trait he had before he joined the Decepticons though.*
"I just really admire Starscream's confidence."
Starscream doesnāt carry confidence he carries dread, sorrow, unfulfilled certainties that he established long ago. And yes, the vacuums are quick to anger, but not without reason. I am probably the only boy aboard this ship that 1. Knows your name and 2. Tolerates you.
*though the words were quite harsh, there was no deception behind the last named statements.*
Stand up straight, youāre a lot pretty when you do so.
Chin up dear.
Not too much, just slightly. Try to look promising, more charismatic. No need to apologize to any vechions, they donāt remember you anyway.
ā¦
Those brutes beat up a lot of mechs and femmes. Though non of ever seem to have the courage to face them again. Judging by the fact that youāve been in here three times with week tells me that you have even a bit of durance.
"That can't be true! Soundwave knows my name!" *But he only barely tolerates Night Terror.* "And Breakdown tolerates me!" *But he probably doesn't even know Night Terror's name.*
Breakdown tolerates you because I tolerate you
soundwave knows your name out of necessity. Heās required to know all.
*Another reality check for Night Terror. And it left him kinda speechless.*
"Well what about--- And--- What if---" *He cannot find any words right now. But after shutting up for 2 seconds and thinking before speaking, he comes up with a question.*
"WHY do you tolerate me?" *It seems like he is a little bit self aware about his annoying and demanding tendencies.*
Because deep down I know you have potential. Such a darling under all this.
"I am telling you there is not! No darling, nothing. Under my mean facade there is an even meaner one!"
*Ok now he's just trying to sound tough. He is DEFINITELY softer than he admits. And the ridiculous part? It wouldn't even take much to make him show it. Though that unfortunately only works by hurting or scaring him so it's better not to try.*
*He smirked again. Amused.*
*He scooped him up, holding him like he were a sparkling.*
Itās okay, to be vulnerable. To be kind. It doesnāt make you weak.
*Oh no. Night Terror was just pretending to be a tough guy just to be picked up like a sparkling? That'll piss him off even more... That'll do it...*
"Hey!! I have two healthy fee--- welll, ONE healthy foot! But I can still stand! Put me down!"
Aw. Do you need crutches?
"No, I don't!" *He starts wiggling to get out of Knockout's grip.*
*he put him down. Patting his shoulder.*
Discharged.
tfp rp starter for @knockout-official127
*Night Terror has a bad habit of mimicking Starscream sometimes. But the big difference between them is their rank. Starscream, the second in command, can get away with a lot. Night Terror, a servant rank bot, cannot.
Earlier today he messed with some Vehicons again and, to no one's surprise, got punched. Now he is pissed, injured, and waiting for Knockout to fix him. Having a low rank also meanst that he is not exactly a priority when there are other bots in medbay.
During treatment he looked grumpy and was just difficult to deal with. Until Starscream walked past them. That made Night Terror's expression change to excitement instantly.*
Night terror. Again.
*a low chuckle parted his lips, as one corner lifted up as if he was amused. He held a clipboard and pen in hand, marking off some things, and writing something down.*
*he turned his attention away from Night Terror -him not being first priority and all- and to another bots.*
officer Swindle: discharged. Good day to you Darling.
*he waved him off politely, with a sigh he turned back to Night Terror. He took a final glance around the room in search for any other patients he could attend too first, to no luck were their werenāt a single bot left.*
*Night Terror would usually be complaining about having to wait at this point. He really hates being a low priority. Just a servant... it made him angry. He knew he had skills that could earn him a higher rank but unfortunately, everything he can do Soundwave can do better. So there was hardly any chances for him to climb the ranks quickly...
But for now, he was distracted. Too distracted to worry about his rank, even too distracted to complain about the wait! Because Starscream was still nearby. And Primus was Night Terror staring. He was so fascinated by the SIC's body shape and wings. He wasn't even paying attention to Knockout anymore.*
Hey, hey dreamer boy over here. And what exactly are you staring at-
Starscream?
Aww! Isnāt that just adorable, Iāll have you fixed in a jiffy you smitten kitten!
*Suddenly, KO began to work fast, humming a melody that sounded a lot like āSitting in a treeā an organic song for teasing someone about a crush.*
*he put a finger over Night Terrors mouth before he could protest the claims.*
Nuh uh! I know a love bird when I see one, and you my dear are just the example Iāve been waiting for! It is so wonderfully cute, and such a sweet story indeed! The low servant bit falling in love with his commander! Oh the drama! The agonizing spark clenching feeling! Only to be unraveled by a water fall of love! Just darling isnāt it? I love a good love story, oh and this one is quite an intriguing, quite interesting one indeed.
*Offended, Night Terror pushes Knockout's finger away from his face.*
"What are you even talking about? I don't love anyone! I'm just... impressed by Starscream! His alt mode is way faster than mine and..."
*Night Terror didn't even finish his sentence because he had run out of excuses.*
"Just do your job!"
*There it is. That rude, demanding tone he totally copied from Starscream. It's quite interesting. Because Night Terror's behavior is a direct reflection of how he sees Starscream. Still, he shouldn't mimic that. He doesn't have the authority for this. Being at the bottom of the chain means Knockout outranks Night Terror.*
Excuse me?! I am your medic! Your superior. I can drop this right now and walk away, let you rot here with nothing and no one.
*His gaze softened slightly. A hint of regret in his optics.*
Iām sorry.. Iād never do that, not even to a little servant bot.
Now let me help you.
*Night Terror tries to stay stoic and tough looking despite the threat but he cannot hide that slight look of shock on his face when being confronted with consequences. He quickly puts his tough guy facade (and it's really just a facade) back on.*
"Right..."
*This little reminder that he has no authority stung despite the apology. But he couldn't admit that. He wasn't even ready to admit that he had a very obvious crush on Starscream. Even though it was barely a secret anymore.*
where does it hurtā¦?
*he brushes his face plate with a hand, a tender gesture for the usually arrogant Medic.*
"My jaw."
*Right. A Vehicon must have punched him right in the face after he pulled one of his disrespectful moves earlier. It's really not hard to imagine that Night Terror treats everyone on the ship like this. Well, minus Megatron and Starscream maybe. That might just be one limit he won't overstep. But he clearly gets in a lot of fights with the Vehicons... His jaw is probably a bit dislocated right now. Though, not enough to make him shut up.*
Okay, hold your breath. One, two, three.
*without further warning he snaps in back in place, he continued his work like before, slower. And quieter.*
"Wait what does that---" *CRACK.*
*Safe to say his jaw is back in place now.*
"Mghhhh--- Hey! That hurt!"
*Not a single "thank you" or sign of gratitude. Just more complaints. Night Terror needs better role models than Starscream. But then again, there aren't many polite bots on this ship.*
Shhh, sh, itās okay, itās okay I know it hurt, but youāll feel better in a moment.
*Knockout hugged him gently, lifting him into a sitting position to get other damaged parts. Oddly enough, he was treating Night Terror like a small child rather than a disrespectful bot.*
"Hey! Are you making fun of me? I demand to be taken seriously!"
*How seriously could you take someone who has a little tantrum like this? Night Terror sure is acting immature sometimes. He should know better by now.*
"Don't hug me! Starscream could see."
*Oh so that's what this is about. Starscream again. It's like Night Terror has 3 braincells and 2 of them are Starscream.*
*sigh*
Me and Star are friends. If he sees you getting along with me he might pay you a little more mind than ignoring your aft like the rest of the high command!
*He helped him to his feet, now just looking for minor trouble.*
Joints: check.
*he shined a small light into his optics.*
Optics: check.
system stable stability: check.
Temperature: check.
"Wait, you are?"
*Look at how fast Night Terror switched from hostile to neutral. The moment Knockout mentioned a way that might help Night Terror get Starscream's attention, those big audio receptors on Night's head stood up straighter. He is listening. For now.*
yeah. SO LISTEN TO ME.
"Alright I'm listening!!" *He was getting a bit more aggressive again but at least he is somewhat ready to cooperate now.*
Sit up straight. Stop getting into fights you canāt win. You look stupid like that, and for the love of primus, acting like him will make him question and judge you. Itās weird. Trust me.
"It's not my fault everyone here gets angry so easily!"
*Typical. Blaming everyone but himself. That was a trait he had before he joined the Decepticons though.*
"I just really admire Starscream's confidence."
Starscream doesnāt carry confidence he carries dread, sorrow, unfulfilled certainties that he established long ago. And yes, the vacuums are quick to anger, but not without reason. I am probably the only boy aboard this ship that 1. Knows your name and 2. Tolerates you.
*though the words were quite harsh, there was no deception behind the last named statements.*
Stand up straight, youāre a lot pretty when you do so.
Chin up dear.
Not too much, just slightly. Try to look promising, more charismatic. No need to apologize to any vechions, they donāt remember you anyway.
ā¦
Those brutes beat up a lot of mechs and femmes. Though non of ever seem to have the courage to face them again. Judging by the fact that youāve been in here three times with week tells me that you have even a bit of durance.
"That can't be true! Soundwave knows my name!" *But he only barely tolerates Night Terror.* "And Breakdown tolerates me!" *But he probably doesn't even know Night Terror's name.*
Breakdown tolerates you because I tolerate you
soundwave knows your name out of necessity. Heās required to know all.
*Another reality check for Night Terror. And it left him kinda speechless.*
"Well what about--- And--- What if---" *He cannot find any words right now. But after shutting up for 2 seconds and thinking before speaking, he comes up with a question.*
"WHY do you tolerate me?" *It seems like he is a little bit self aware about his annoying and demanding tendencies.*
Because deep down I know you have potential. Such a darling under all this.
"I am telling you there is not! No darling, nothing. Under my mean facade there is an even meaner one!"
*Ok now he's just trying to sound tough. He is DEFINITELY softer than he admits. And the ridiculous part? It wouldn't even take much to make him show it. Though that unfortunately only works by hurting or scaring him so it's better not to try.*
*He smirked again. Amused.*
*He scooped him up, holding him like he were a sparkling.*
Itās okay, to be vulnerable. To be kind. It doesnāt make you weak.
*Oh no. Night Terror was just pretending to be a tough guy just to be picked up like a sparkling? That'll piss him off even more... That'll do it...*
"Hey!! I have two healthy fee--- welll, ONE healthy foot! But I can still stand! Put me down!"
Aw. Do you need crutches?
"No, I don't!" *He starts wiggling to get out of Knockout's grip.*
tfp rp starter for @knockout-official127
*Night Terror has a bad habit of mimicking Starscream sometimes. But the big difference between them is their rank. Starscream, the second in command, can get away with a lot. Night Terror, a servant rank bot, cannot.
Earlier today he messed with some Vehicons again and, to no one's surprise, got punched. Now he is pissed, injured, and waiting for Knockout to fix him. Having a low rank also meanst that he is not exactly a priority when there are other bots in medbay.
During treatment he looked grumpy and was just difficult to deal with. Until Starscream walked past them. That made Night Terror's expression change to excitement instantly.*
Night terror. Again.
*a low chuckle parted his lips, as one corner lifted up as if he was amused. He held a clipboard and pen in hand, marking off some things, and writing something down.*
*he turned his attention away from Night Terror -him not being first priority and all- and to another bots.*
officer Swindle: discharged. Good day to you Darling.
*he waved him off politely, with a sigh he turned back to Night Terror. He took a final glance around the room in search for any other patients he could attend too first, to no luck were their werenāt a single bot left.*
*Night Terror would usually be complaining about having to wait at this point. He really hates being a low priority. Just a servant... it made him angry. He knew he had skills that could earn him a higher rank but unfortunately, everything he can do Soundwave can do better. So there was hardly any chances for him to climb the ranks quickly...
But for now, he was distracted. Too distracted to worry about his rank, even too distracted to complain about the wait! Because Starscream was still nearby. And Primus was Night Terror staring. He was so fascinated by the SIC's body shape and wings. He wasn't even paying attention to Knockout anymore.*
Hey, hey dreamer boy over here. And what exactly are you staring at-
Starscream?
Aww! Isnāt that just adorable, Iāll have you fixed in a jiffy you smitten kitten!
*Suddenly, KO began to work fast, humming a melody that sounded a lot like āSitting in a treeā an organic song for teasing someone about a crush.*
*he put a finger over Night Terrors mouth before he could protest the claims.*
Nuh uh! I know a love bird when I see one, and you my dear are just the example Iāve been waiting for! It is so wonderfully cute, and such a sweet story indeed! The low servant bit falling in love with his commander! Oh the drama! The agonizing spark clenching feeling! Only to be unraveled by a water fall of love! Just darling isnāt it? I love a good love story, oh and this one is quite an intriguing, quite interesting one indeed.
*Offended, Night Terror pushes Knockout's finger away from his face.*
"What are you even talking about? I don't love anyone! I'm just... impressed by Starscream! His alt mode is way faster than mine and..."
*Night Terror didn't even finish his sentence because he had run out of excuses.*
"Just do your job!"
*There it is. That rude, demanding tone he totally copied from Starscream. It's quite interesting. Because Night Terror's behavior is a direct reflection of how he sees Starscream. Still, he shouldn't mimic that. He doesn't have the authority for this. Being at the bottom of the chain means Knockout outranks Night Terror.*
Excuse me?! I am your medic! Your superior. I can drop this right now and walk away, let you rot here with nothing and no one.
*His gaze softened slightly. A hint of regret in his optics.*
Iām sorry.. Iād never do that, not even to a little servant bot.
Now let me help you.
*Night Terror tries to stay stoic and tough looking despite the threat but he cannot hide that slight look of shock on his face when being confronted with consequences. He quickly puts his tough guy facade (and it's really just a facade) back on.*
"Right..."
*This little reminder that he has no authority stung despite the apology. But he couldn't admit that. He wasn't even ready to admit that he had a very obvious crush on Starscream. Even though it was barely a secret anymore.*
where does it hurtā¦?
*he brushes his face plate with a hand, a tender gesture for the usually arrogant Medic.*
"My jaw."
*Right. A Vehicon must have punched him right in the face after he pulled one of his disrespectful moves earlier. It's really not hard to imagine that Night Terror treats everyone on the ship like this. Well, minus Megatron and Starscream maybe. That might just be one limit he won't overstep. But he clearly gets in a lot of fights with the Vehicons... His jaw is probably a bit dislocated right now. Though, not enough to make him shut up.*
Okay, hold your breath. One, two, three.
*without further warning he snaps in back in place, he continued his work like before, slower. And quieter.*
"Wait what does that---" *CRACK.*
*Safe to say his jaw is back in place now.*
"Mghhhh--- Hey! That hurt!"
*Not a single "thank you" or sign of gratitude. Just more complaints. Night Terror needs better role models than Starscream. But then again, there aren't many polite bots on this ship.*
Shhh, sh, itās okay, itās okay I know it hurt, but youāll feel better in a moment.
*Knockout hugged him gently, lifting him into a sitting position to get other damaged parts. Oddly enough, he was treating Night Terror like a small child rather than a disrespectful bot.*
"Hey! Are you making fun of me? I demand to be taken seriously!"
*How seriously could you take someone who has a little tantrum like this? Night Terror sure is acting immature sometimes. He should know better by now.*
"Don't hug me! Starscream could see."
*Oh so that's what this is about. Starscream again. It's like Night Terror has 3 braincells and 2 of them are Starscream.*
*sigh*
Me and Star are friends. If he sees you getting along with me he might pay you a little more mind than ignoring your aft like the rest of the high command!
*He helped him to his feet, now just looking for minor trouble.*
Joints: check.
*he shined a small light into his optics.*
Optics: check.
system stable stability: check.
Temperature: check.
"Wait, you are?"
*Look at how fast Night Terror switched from hostile to neutral. The moment Knockout mentioned a way that might help Night Terror get Starscream's attention, those big audio receptors on Night's head stood up straighter. He is listening. For now.*
yeah. SO LISTEN TO ME.
"Alright I'm listening!!" *He was getting a bit more aggressive again but at least he is somewhat ready to cooperate now.*
Sit up straight. Stop getting into fights you canāt win. You look stupid like that, and for the love of primus, acting like him will make him question and judge you. Itās weird. Trust me.
"It's not my fault everyone here gets angry so easily!"
*Typical. Blaming everyone but himself. That was a trait he had before he joined the Decepticons though.*
"I just really admire Starscream's confidence."
Starscream doesnāt carry confidence he carries dread, sorrow, unfulfilled certainties that he established long ago. And yes, the vacuums are quick to anger, but not without reason. I am probably the only boy aboard this ship that 1. Knows your name and 2. Tolerates you.
*though the words were quite harsh, there was no deception behind the last named statements.*
Stand up straight, youāre a lot pretty when you do so.
Chin up dear.
Not too much, just slightly. Try to look promising, more charismatic. No need to apologize to any vechions, they donāt remember you anyway.
ā¦
Those brutes beat up a lot of mechs and femmes. Though non of ever seem to have the courage to face them again. Judging by the fact that youāve been in here three times with week tells me that you have even a bit of durance.
"That can't be true! Soundwave knows my name!" *But he only barely tolerates Night Terror.* "And Breakdown tolerates me!" *But he probably doesn't even know Night Terror's name.*
Breakdown tolerates you because I tolerate you
soundwave knows your name out of necessity. Heās required to know all.
*Another reality check for Night Terror. And it left him kinda speechless.*
"Well what about--- And--- What if---" *He cannot find any words right now. But after shutting up for 2 seconds and thinking before speaking, he comes up with a question.*
"WHY do you tolerate me?" *It seems like he is a little bit self aware about his annoying and demanding tendencies.*
Because deep down I know you have potential. Such a darling under all this.
"I am telling you there is not! No darling, nothing. Under my mean facade there is an even meaner one!"
*Ok now he's just trying to sound tough. He is DEFINITELY softer than he admits. And the ridiculous part? It wouldn't even take much to make him show it. Though that unfortunately only works by hurting or scaring him so it's better not to try.*
*He smirked again. Amused.*
*He scooped him up, holding him like he were a sparkling.*
Itās okay, to be vulnerable. To be kind. It doesnāt make you weak.
*Oh no. Night Terror was just pretending to be a tough guy just to be picked up like a sparkling? That'll piss him off even more... That'll do it...*
"Hey!! I have two healthy fee--- welll, ONE healthy foot! But I can still stand! Put me down!"
tfp rp starter for @knockout-official127
*Night Terror has a bad habit of mimicking Starscream sometimes. But the big difference between them is their rank. Starscream, the second in command, can get away with a lot. Night Terror, a servant rank bot, cannot.
Earlier today he messed with some Vehicons again and, to no one's surprise, got punched. Now he is pissed, injured, and waiting for Knockout to fix him. Having a low rank also meanst that he is not exactly a priority when there are other bots in medbay.
During treatment he looked grumpy and was just difficult to deal with. Until Starscream walked past them. That made Night Terror's expression change to excitement instantly.*
Night terror. Again.
*a low chuckle parted his lips, as one corner lifted up as if he was amused. He held a clipboard and pen in hand, marking off some things, and writing something down.*
*he turned his attention away from Night Terror -him not being first priority and all- and to another bots.*
officer Swindle: discharged. Good day to you Darling.
*he waved him off politely, with a sigh he turned back to Night Terror. He took a final glance around the room in search for any other patients he could attend too first, to no luck were their werenāt a single bot left.*
*Night Terror would usually be complaining about having to wait at this point. He really hates being a low priority. Just a servant... it made him angry. He knew he had skills that could earn him a higher rank but unfortunately, everything he can do Soundwave can do better. So there was hardly any chances for him to climb the ranks quickly...
But for now, he was distracted. Too distracted to worry about his rank, even too distracted to complain about the wait! Because Starscream was still nearby. And Primus was Night Terror staring. He was so fascinated by the SIC's body shape and wings. He wasn't even paying attention to Knockout anymore.*
Hey, hey dreamer boy over here. And what exactly are you staring at-
Starscream?
Aww! Isnāt that just adorable, Iāll have you fixed in a jiffy you smitten kitten!
*Suddenly, KO began to work fast, humming a melody that sounded a lot like āSitting in a treeā an organic song for teasing someone about a crush.*
*he put a finger over Night Terrors mouth before he could protest the claims.*
Nuh uh! I know a love bird when I see one, and you my dear are just the example Iāve been waiting for! It is so wonderfully cute, and such a sweet story indeed! The low servant bit falling in love with his commander! Oh the drama! The agonizing spark clenching feeling! Only to be unraveled by a water fall of love! Just darling isnāt it? I love a good love story, oh and this one is quite an intriguing, quite interesting one indeed.
*Offended, Night Terror pushes Knockout's finger away from his face.*
"What are you even talking about? I don't love anyone! I'm just... impressed by Starscream! His alt mode is way faster than mine and..."
*Night Terror didn't even finish his sentence because he had run out of excuses.*
"Just do your job!"
*There it is. That rude, demanding tone he totally copied from Starscream. It's quite interesting. Because Night Terror's behavior is a direct reflection of how he sees Starscream. Still, he shouldn't mimic that. He doesn't have the authority for this. Being at the bottom of the chain means Knockout outranks Night Terror.*
Excuse me?! I am your medic! Your superior. I can drop this right now and walk away, let you rot here with nothing and no one.
*His gaze softened slightly. A hint of regret in his optics.*
Iām sorry.. Iād never do that, not even to a little servant bot.
Now let me help you.
*Night Terror tries to stay stoic and tough looking despite the threat but he cannot hide that slight look of shock on his face when being confronted with consequences. He quickly puts his tough guy facade (and it's really just a facade) back on.*
"Right..."
*This little reminder that he has no authority stung despite the apology. But he couldn't admit that. He wasn't even ready to admit that he had a very obvious crush on Starscream. Even though it was barely a secret anymore.*
where does it hurtā¦?
*he brushes his face plate with a hand, a tender gesture for the usually arrogant Medic.*
"My jaw."
*Right. A Vehicon must have punched him right in the face after he pulled one of his disrespectful moves earlier. It's really not hard to imagine that Night Terror treats everyone on the ship like this. Well, minus Megatron and Starscream maybe. That might just be one limit he won't overstep. But he clearly gets in a lot of fights with the Vehicons... His jaw is probably a bit dislocated right now. Though, not enough to make him shut up.*
Okay, hold your breath. One, two, three.
*without further warning he snaps in back in place, he continued his work like before, slower. And quieter.*
"Wait what does that---" *CRACK.*
*Safe to say his jaw is back in place now.*
"Mghhhh--- Hey! That hurt!"
*Not a single "thank you" or sign of gratitude. Just more complaints. Night Terror needs better role models than Starscream. But then again, there aren't many polite bots on this ship.*
Shhh, sh, itās okay, itās okay I know it hurt, but youāll feel better in a moment.
*Knockout hugged him gently, lifting him into a sitting position to get other damaged parts. Oddly enough, he was treating Night Terror like a small child rather than a disrespectful bot.*
"Hey! Are you making fun of me? I demand to be taken seriously!"
*How seriously could you take someone who has a little tantrum like this? Night Terror sure is acting immature sometimes. He should know better by now.*
"Don't hug me! Starscream could see."
*Oh so that's what this is about. Starscream again. It's like Night Terror has 3 braincells and 2 of them are Starscream.*
*sigh*
Me and Star are friends. If he sees you getting along with me he might pay you a little more mind than ignoring your aft like the rest of the high command!
*He helped him to his feet, now just looking for minor trouble.*
Joints: check.
*he shined a small light into his optics.*
Optics: check.
system stable stability: check.
Temperature: check.
"Wait, you are?"
*Look at how fast Night Terror switched from hostile to neutral. The moment Knockout mentioned a way that might help Night Terror get Starscream's attention, those big audio receptors on Night's head stood up straighter. He is listening. For now.*
yeah. SO LISTEN TO ME.
"Alright I'm listening!!" *He was getting a bit more aggressive again but at least he is somewhat ready to cooperate now.*
Sit up straight. Stop getting into fights you canāt win. You look stupid like that, and for the love of primus, acting like him will make him question and judge you. Itās weird. Trust me.
"It's not my fault everyone here gets angry so easily!"
*Typical. Blaming everyone but himself. That was a trait he had before he joined the Decepticons though.*
"I just really admire Starscream's confidence."
Starscream doesnāt carry confidence he carries dread, sorrow, unfulfilled certainties that he established long ago. And yes, the vacuums are quick to anger, but not without reason. I am probably the only boy aboard this ship that 1. Knows your name and 2. Tolerates you.
*though the words were quite harsh, there was no deception behind the last named statements.*
Stand up straight, youāre a lot pretty when you do so.
Chin up dear.
Not too much, just slightly. Try to look promising, more charismatic. No need to apologize to any vechions, they donāt remember you anyway.
ā¦
Those brutes beat up a lot of mechs and femmes. Though non of ever seem to have the courage to face them again. Judging by the fact that youāve been in here three times with week tells me that you have even a bit of durance.
"That can't be true! Soundwave knows my name!" *But he only barely tolerates Night Terror.* "And Breakdown tolerates me!" *But he probably doesn't even know Night Terror's name.*
Breakdown tolerates you because I tolerate you
soundwave knows your name out of necessity. Heās required to know all.
*Another reality check for Night Terror. And it left him kinda speechless.*
"Well what about--- And--- What if---" *He cannot find any words right now. But after shutting up for 2 seconds and thinking before speaking, he comes up with a question.*
"WHY do you tolerate me?" *It seems like he is a little bit self aware about his annoying and demanding tendencies.*
Because deep down I know you have potential. Such a darling under all this.
"I am telling you there is not! No darling, nothing. Under my mean facade there is an even meaner one!"
*Ok now he's just trying to sound tough. He is DEFINITELY softer than he admits. And the ridiculous part? It wouldn't even take much to make him show it. Though that unfortunately only works by hurting or scaring him so it's better not to try.*
tfp rp starter for @knockout-official127
*Night Terror has a bad habit of mimicking Starscream sometimes. But the big difference between them is their rank. Starscream, the second in command, can get away with a lot. Night Terror, a servant rank bot, cannot.
Earlier today he messed with some Vehicons again and, to no one's surprise, got punched. Now he is pissed, injured, and waiting for Knockout to fix him. Having a low rank also meanst that he is not exactly a priority when there are other bots in medbay.
During treatment he looked grumpy and was just difficult to deal with. Until Starscream walked past them. That made Night Terror's expression change to excitement instantly.*
Night terror. Again.
*a low chuckle parted his lips, as one corner lifted up as if he was amused. He held a clipboard and pen in hand, marking off some things, and writing something down.*
*he turned his attention away from Night Terror -him not being first priority and all- and to another bots.*
officer Swindle: discharged. Good day to you Darling.
*he waved him off politely, with a sigh he turned back to Night Terror. He took a final glance around the room in search for any other patients he could attend too first, to no luck were their werenāt a single bot left.*
*Night Terror would usually be complaining about having to wait at this point. He really hates being a low priority. Just a servant... it made him angry. He knew he had skills that could earn him a higher rank but unfortunately, everything he can do Soundwave can do better. So there was hardly any chances for him to climb the ranks quickly...
But for now, he was distracted. Too distracted to worry about his rank, even too distracted to complain about the wait! Because Starscream was still nearby. And Primus was Night Terror staring. He was so fascinated by the SIC's body shape and wings. He wasn't even paying attention to Knockout anymore.*
Hey, hey dreamer boy over here. And what exactly are you staring at-
Starscream?
Aww! Isnāt that just adorable, Iāll have you fixed in a jiffy you smitten kitten!
*Suddenly, KO began to work fast, humming a melody that sounded a lot like āSitting in a treeā an organic song for teasing someone about a crush.*
*he put a finger over Night Terrors mouth before he could protest the claims.*
Nuh uh! I know a love bird when I see one, and you my dear are just the example Iāve been waiting for! It is so wonderfully cute, and such a sweet story indeed! The low servant bit falling in love with his commander! Oh the drama! The agonizing spark clenching feeling! Only to be unraveled by a water fall of love! Just darling isnāt it? I love a good love story, oh and this one is quite an intriguing, quite interesting one indeed.
*Offended, Night Terror pushes Knockout's finger away from his face.*
"What are you even talking about? I don't love anyone! I'm just... impressed by Starscream! His alt mode is way faster than mine and..."
*Night Terror didn't even finish his sentence because he had run out of excuses.*
"Just do your job!"
*There it is. That rude, demanding tone he totally copied from Starscream. It's quite interesting. Because Night Terror's behavior is a direct reflection of how he sees Starscream. Still, he shouldn't mimic that. He doesn't have the authority for this. Being at the bottom of the chain means Knockout outranks Night Terror.*
Excuse me?! I am your medic! Your superior. I can drop this right now and walk away, let you rot here with nothing and no one.
*His gaze softened slightly. A hint of regret in his optics.*
Iām sorry.. Iād never do that, not even to a little servant bot.
Now let me help you.
*Night Terror tries to stay stoic and tough looking despite the threat but he cannot hide that slight look of shock on his face when being confronted with consequences. He quickly puts his tough guy facade (and it's really just a facade) back on.*
"Right..."
*This little reminder that he has no authority stung despite the apology. But he couldn't admit that. He wasn't even ready to admit that he had a very obvious crush on Starscream. Even though it was barely a secret anymore.*
where does it hurtā¦?
*he brushes his face plate with a hand, a tender gesture for the usually arrogant Medic.*
"My jaw."
*Right. A Vehicon must have punched him right in the face after he pulled one of his disrespectful moves earlier. It's really not hard to imagine that Night Terror treats everyone on the ship like this. Well, minus Megatron and Starscream maybe. That might just be one limit he won't overstep. But he clearly gets in a lot of fights with the Vehicons... His jaw is probably a bit dislocated right now. Though, not enough to make him shut up.*
Okay, hold your breath. One, two, three.
*without further warning he snaps in back in place, he continued his work like before, slower. And quieter.*
"Wait what does that---" *CRACK.*
*Safe to say his jaw is back in place now.*
"Mghhhh--- Hey! That hurt!"
*Not a single "thank you" or sign of gratitude. Just more complaints. Night Terror needs better role models than Starscream. But then again, there aren't many polite bots on this ship.*
Shhh, sh, itās okay, itās okay I know it hurt, but youāll feel better in a moment.
*Knockout hugged him gently, lifting him into a sitting position to get other damaged parts. Oddly enough, he was treating Night Terror like a small child rather than a disrespectful bot.*
"Hey! Are you making fun of me? I demand to be taken seriously!"
*How seriously could you take someone who has a little tantrum like this? Night Terror sure is acting immature sometimes. He should know better by now.*
"Don't hug me! Starscream could see."
*Oh so that's what this is about. Starscream again. It's like Night Terror has 3 braincells and 2 of them are Starscream.*
*sigh*
Me and Star are friends. If he sees you getting along with me he might pay you a little more mind than ignoring your aft like the rest of the high command!
*He helped him to his feet, now just looking for minor trouble.*
Joints: check.
*he shined a small light into his optics.*
Optics: check.
system stable stability: check.
Temperature: check.
"Wait, you are?"
*Look at how fast Night Terror switched from hostile to neutral. The moment Knockout mentioned a way that might help Night Terror get Starscream's attention, those big audio receptors on Night's head stood up straighter. He is listening. For now.*
yeah. SO LISTEN TO ME.
"Alright I'm listening!!" *He was getting a bit more aggressive again but at least he is somewhat ready to cooperate now.*
Sit up straight. Stop getting into fights you canāt win. You look stupid like that, and for the love of primus, acting like him will make him question and judge you. Itās weird. Trust me.
"It's not my fault everyone here gets angry so easily!"
*Typical. Blaming everyone but himself. That was a trait he had before he joined the Decepticons though.*
"I just really admire Starscream's confidence."
Starscream doesnāt carry confidence he carries dread, sorrow, unfulfilled certainties that he established long ago. And yes, the vacuums are quick to anger, but not without reason. I am probably the only boy aboard this ship that 1. Knows your name and 2. Tolerates you.
*though the words were quite harsh, there was no deception behind the last named statements.*
Stand up straight, youāre a lot pretty when you do so.
Chin up dear.
Not too much, just slightly. Try to look promising, more charismatic. No need to apologize to any vechions, they donāt remember you anyway.
ā¦
Those brutes beat up a lot of mechs and femmes. Though non of ever seem to have the courage to face them again. Judging by the fact that youāve been in here three times with week tells me that you have even a bit of durance.
"That can't be true! Soundwave knows my name!" *But he only barely tolerates Night Terror.* "And Breakdown tolerates me!" *But he probably doesn't even know Night Terror's name.*
Breakdown tolerates you because I tolerate you
soundwave knows your name out of necessity. Heās required to know all.
*Another reality check for Night Terror. And it left him kinda speechless.*
"Well what about--- And--- What if---" *He cannot find any words right now. But after shutting up for 2 seconds and thinking before speaking, he comes up with a question.*
"WHY do you tolerate me?" *It seems like he is a little bit self aware about his annoying and demanding tendencies.*
