[Audio from the bar.]

[im_wavin]

[Takes place shortly after this thread.]

[Anyway, Ravage's voice comes on over the Link, sounding very slurred, and drunk.]

*Hic*

Heeeeey! *hic* Teh room ist spinning! *hic* Has it always *hic* done dat???

[He hiccups a bit more before he starts singing at the top of his vocal processor a very off key version of "Look at Me I'm Waving." Thankfully it's cut short around the beginning of the second verse by a loud crash since the little bot fell off the bar top that was meant for mechs way bigger than him.]

ow... *hic* I'm totes ok! *hic*

Comments

[raceme]

I don't think so, Ravage. Your processor will kill you tomorrow.

[im_wavin]

Nope! *hic* I'm over 4 *hic* million years. *hic* Totes old enough. *hic*

[raceme]

Oh. Are you sure? There's _{no one that takes care} of you? Someone from your universe?

[im_wavin]

*hic* Megatron *hic* from my *hic* universe ist here. *hic* And Cliff*hic*jumper from another *hic* universe *hic* but ist *hic* friend ist here *hic* too.

[raceme]

He's the NICE Metgatron, right? he seems trustworthy. ...[But he is still A MEGATRON, Blurr is conflicted.] I'm good friends with Cliff. is he at the bar now?

[im_wavin]

Yeppers! *hic*

CJ *hic* not here. *hic*

[raceme]

Then perhaps you need to stop drinking already, Ravage, I think you had too much.

[im_wavin]

*hic* I only had *hic* one. *hic* And I *hic* just want *hic* one. *hic*

[But you really should have seen what that one was, Blurr]