Re/Alignment
September 14th, 2012 
 [It seems like only just yesterday that Kay's feed clicked on with her newest revelation to the world. Well, it's that time again, and now she's...less as excited as last time.  In fact, she looks rather distressed.  Ever since she slept at Teddie's, she's gotten a closer look at the guitar that she'd received as of late.  For awhile, she didn't question it.

Until Teddie brought up that it might be a Transformer child.

But Kay's not that stupid, she's learned how robots make babies. She's more worried about the guitar being something completely different. You see, the guitar is red. Crimson red with spikes adorning it, and two cow-like horns. Now who does that sound like? Well, she certainly has an idea. And that idea horrifies her.

Cliffjumper has been turned into her guitar.

What does she do. Her voice is slightly quivering, as she holds it in her hands with a face much like her icon.]


YOU GUYS... I THINK MY GUITAR IS CLIFFJUMPER.

[Do explain, crazy child.]

I-I mean...look! It's red...there's horns...

W-WHAT IF HE'S UNDER A CURSE??

[Well at least she's being rational.]
littlecrowgirl: (Uhm...what are you doing?)
[ The video opens up on a cybertronian-sized table. And on it-- standing on it, that is -- is Megamind. He's got a few things set up here, and he has a rifle with strange designs on it. ]

Alright. I get it. Ha ha ha.

"Cereal killer."

[ He gestures, takes the gun up, aims-- and fires. And ...cereal begins to materialize mid laser-stream, flaky deliciousness pelting his target. ]

I thought, you see, about dismantling this pranked gun, but then I realize...

I realize that there are a lot of folks who've got to ear. When was the last time anybody had breakfast cereal? So... What will you give me for boxes and boxes of cereal? You humans need your grains! Here's a good supply!

Well? Anybody? Start with the offers! I'll start selling you people boxes of delicious crunchy foods!
megamind: (Defiant)
[Please, have Alpha Trion sitting at a desk, looking very distinguished while he sorts through a stack of datapads and musty-looking books.]

Hm.

It seems that I may have...misplaced...something.

No need for alarm, it's nothing pivotal this time.

[He looks around the library, managing to appear only slightly less sheepish than he feels.]

However, given the recent events, I took the liberty of checking for the Tome of Possibilities, and...ah.

It wasn't there.

[Oops.]

Has anyone noticed any missing pages floating--perhaps literally--about?

Barring that, could anyone give me a list of what has changed?

[If he couldn't get the pages back, he might at least be able to set a few things to rights. Maybe. Hopefully before there was any major damage done.]
trionicpolarity: (Default)
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