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as-logic-dictates replied to your photo: omnia-volo: No have any idea Everyone needs...
That is not how facts operate.
Tell that to the humans.
The Convict and the Corpse
After some extensive dream tourism and a few light moments of contact with other entities of varying degrees of mortality, Anarkhos had found something truly unique at last. He’d found the between.
If it had another, better name, he was unaware of it. It was a realm somewhere out of space and time, not quite a dream but still removed enough for him to slide his influence through, even in his weakened state. The place existed as a paradox, and though he could sense there were laws governing the rules of this realm, they were contradictory and tenuous. It left him fascinated and inspired, and such an emotion is no small fear to provoke in the heart of a muse.
He was still far too pitiful, far too dead to do anything to this place, but if he was able to amass power, he could pull at the proverbial walls of this between, perhaps. Do a little bit of renovation. It was two steps away from a chaotic nightmare of physics, which would be a place much, much more appealing to set up residence in than the blasted ruins of the city he’d once called home. There was one small problem.
Someone else, apparently, lived here.
He couldn’t bring himself to full physical form here, but he had enough within him to draw up something that was at least visible. Without preamble, he appeared, regarding the rather sad spectacle of the bound god before him with that single, unblinking eye, while the blades that surrounded it spun slowly, thoughtfully.
“Something tells me,” he said at last, his myriad mouths speaking in careful chorus, “you’re not the landlord here.”
as-logic-dictates replied to your post: What happens if a combiner gets drunk? Do the...
Even if their circulatory systems were conjoined, the amount of high grade required to intoxicate a being of that mass would be… excessive.
Hardly something to consider when there are sober bots suffering all over the universe.
Predaking extends his regards. I have also been informed that Soundwave's planet possesses several disused arenas which may serve as a suitable location for your... 'duel.'
Whirl perked up upon receiving the comm. “Oh, Well, send mine right back, I guess,” he commed. What an outrageously formal thing to say to someone--outrageously formal, but not at all out of character for the Predacons’ self-appointed king. Whirl was amused, and a little curious. Watching the documentaries had taught him a lot about Predaking’s origins. He couldn’t help but wonder if the other mech’s somewhat grand way of speaking was a conscious effort to distance himself from the perceptions that his creators had shared: that he was nothing more than a dumb beast.
A question for another day, or perhaps no day. Whirl didn’t suppose he was likely to get an answer.
As for the choice of venue, hmm... at the moment Whirl was feeling a little more leery of Soundwave than he had before, and he wasn’t sure he wanted the other mech getting an eyeful of the full range of his combat abilities. It would only matter if Soundwave took the time to watch, though, and he might have more important things to do than watch two battle-happy mecha beat each other up in the sky. “It could work. The vast majority of this dimension’s Cybertron is wasteland, so it would work, too. Probably easier for me to get to where he is than vice-versa, though.”
((*uses his innumerable dread tentacles to spray paint the anarchy symbol on as many surfaces as possible. Inexplicably, they all look like crappy geocities-era animated gifs*))
as-logic-dictates said: The mountain caves are otherwise occupied.
If logic factored into newspark rumors, we wouldn’t have newspark rumors.
garnetarmstrong said: Newsparks Say the Darnest Things, coming this Summer
At least one of the attendants is making a compilation. Can you blame them?
as-logic-dictates replied to your post: What was your first thought when you saw Shockwave...
Too starstruck to recall that I am capable of revealing myself, it seems.
It’s not always about you, Shockwave.