2013-03-14

adamndoctor: by artphilia @ lj (WORKAN)

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[SUPER SERIOUS MCCOY HERE]

I'm not going to state the obvious, and how ridiculous this entire mess is. I'm not going to make this too long either. But now that many of you robots are human, or... dogs of some sort, you may have yourselves a few or a galaxy-load's worth of questions.

I am here to answer those questions, to the best of my abilities, as well as provide you with a document of basic human common sense.

I'm sure many of you Cybertronians are used to rock 'em and sock 'em sort of business, but unfortunately, as a human, your skin is not metal and your bones are not made from steel. If you are struck hard enough, you will not only be in pain, but you may break your skin, bruise it, or something more serious. You cannot consume oil or energon or gasoline, and you will find your body doing things that are either confusing or downright horrifying by your standards. But instead of freaking out and doing something stupid, read over this document or ask me how I can help.

I'm a doctor, and part of my job is to educate people and my patients with basic and important health information, especially when you people can't tell the difference between phalanges and phlegm.

That and while I'm more than happy to use my talents God graced me with, I'd rather not see so many of you coming in from an easily avoidable accident. Like, say, sticking your fingers in an electrical socket as if this could recharge you.

It will not.

[Then, if you so wish, he uploads the document. It's titled "sonowyouarehuman101" and while it is very clear, concise, and easy to follow, there is a nice layer of smarm for you to enjoy as well.]

As for you dogs or the rest of you who have been altered to an animal form, you're on your own. God speed, Fidos and Mews of this world.

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video || trion's temple

[At first, all you can hear is an irate hissing sound.]

[The table shakes, making the Link rattle around.

[This little creature appears, leaping onto the tabletop and chattering angrily. It pauses, feathers ruffling, and then... and then it proceeds to peck at the text function of the Link with its feet.]


this is not fnnuy

do yooou havveh anhy idea how



hard it is to tyep ?????


[Another long hiss, the creature's feathers standing on end, as if in an attempt to make itself look larger than it actually is. And, for a second, the bright intelligence in its eyes fades.]

[Looks as if someone has some new instincts he needs to fight...]