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re_alignment2013-09-26 12:24 am
skidaddle) wrote in re_alignment2013-09-26 12:24 am
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[Open!][Everything is totally fine]
As a public official, I'm making a public announcement.
Publicly.
[The camera pulls back to reveal a long, long, long line of flags spreading into the distance. Yes, they are all shaped like Prowl's Chevron. Some of them, if given closer inspection, even have catchy sayings on them like 'no fun zone,' and 'Patrol Raceway, top speed 10mph.' They are, as you can see, INCREDIBLY WITTY.]
First, these are our marked roadways. Er. Future Roadways. You'll probably see them around if you're driving between any of the temples. I was serious in my earlier threat: don't disturb them.
[The camera swings around 180 degrees to view BEHIND him, showing where the flags are continuing in the other direction. However, this time there is a beautifully paved surface extending towards Nexus's temple. Of course it would be Nexus's. Skids is the entire Zoning Committee, it can be wherever he wants.]
Secondly, the first patch of road has been completed by my favorite co-workers. We all strongly suggest not attempting to drive on it until further clearance has been given.
Or. You know. Go ahead.
We'll erect you as a statue commemorating your help with the 'Advancement of Cybertron' and just make a new road.
[He reaches down and picks up one of the flags that had previously marked the boundaries of the pavement-to-be, and turns the camera towards himself.]
Thirdly, and finally, I would like to assure all of...everyone...that synthetic energon is not recommended for consumption without further clinical studies. Which will not be conducted by me. Probably.
I promise.
[He is serious, or at the very least is doing a good job of appearing to be serious.]
I think that's all?
Oh.
Wait, no. I almost forgot. A few of you have submitted some applications to be on the Law Committee. Since we're still figuring this whole thing out, I guess it hasn't been a priority but I'll be looking at those soon.
To everyone else? Stop disappearing so we don't need more people on the Law Committee.
That's about it.
Publicly.
[The camera pulls back to reveal a long, long, long line of flags spreading into the distance. Yes, they are all shaped like Prowl's Chevron. Some of them, if given closer inspection, even have catchy sayings on them like 'no fun zone,' and 'Patrol Raceway, top speed 10mph.' They are, as you can see, INCREDIBLY WITTY.]
First, these are our marked roadways. Er. Future Roadways. You'll probably see them around if you're driving between any of the temples. I was serious in my earlier threat: don't disturb them.
[The camera swings around 180 degrees to view BEHIND him, showing where the flags are continuing in the other direction. However, this time there is a beautifully paved surface extending towards Nexus's temple. Of course it would be Nexus's. Skids is the entire Zoning Committee, it can be wherever he wants.]
Secondly, the first patch of road has been completed by my favorite co-workers. We all strongly suggest not attempting to drive on it until further clearance has been given.
Or. You know. Go ahead.
We'll erect you as a statue commemorating your help with the 'Advancement of Cybertron' and just make a new road.
[He reaches down and picks up one of the flags that had previously marked the boundaries of the pavement-to-be, and turns the camera towards himself.]
Thirdly, and finally, I would like to assure all of...everyone...that synthetic energon is not recommended for consumption without further clinical studies. Which will not be conducted by me. Probably.
I promise.
[He is serious, or at the very least is doing a good job of appearing to be serious.]
I think that's all?
Oh.
Wait, no. I almost forgot. A few of you have submitted some applications to be on the Law Committee. Since we're still figuring this whole thing out, I guess it hasn't been a priority but I'll be looking at those soon.
To everyone else? Stop disappearing so we don't need more people on the Law Committee.
That's about it.
[Private]
It's not about the roads, is it?
Or, uh...about that night of Karaoke?
[Actually, he is pretty sure he never wants to hear about that night again.]
[Private]
If you're not too far away, how about meeting me at Liege's Temple?
[Private]
[He pauses.]
It does stay private, right?
[Seeing as that its you, and you'd probably know.]
I'm pretty much on the opposite end of the Haven from you--how urgent is it? It might take me a while to get over...
[Private]
Yeah. Most of the time.
[Okay moving on.]
So what temple are you closest to?
[Private]
[No wonder people on the Lost Light went insane. That probably had more to do with all the killing and the death, though.]
[Which didn't bode well for everyone HERE.]
Nexus's is just a few miles of fresh, wet cement behind me. I could meet you at the Hub if you'd like? I was going to take the crew for a few celebratory drinks...
[Private]
Don't worry, it's not as serious as it sounds.
[Private]
So...nothing I need to prep for, then?
[He'll say farewell to his crew here and start transforming for the drive.]
[Private]
I'll meet you there in half-an-hour then?
[Private] --> Action!
[He repeats it, as if it could be a challenge. How fast would he have to go to get there in exactly one hour? Give him a moment, he'll calculate it and be on his way.]
I'll be there.
[And off he goes!]
[Private] --> Action!
[Chromedome sighs and transforms, ready to be in place for when Skids gets there. You'd think he'd feel more regret over something like this, but it's not like he's going in to kill Skids or anything.]
Action!
Is this about Prowl?
Has he submitted a formal complaint yet, or do I need to try harder?