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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.
audio;
"Made for each other". A convenient turn of phrase, I take it?
[... Right?]
Give me an hour, and I'll have it locked down and stabilized enough. The offer is... appreciated. But given how much of a pariah I've become for daring to use "hazardous chemicals" on you before, I'd rather avoid a second incident.
audio;
Not that its what I'm suggesting regardless, but...since the subject has come up...
[That is much too big of a commitment, one way or another, but he's not going to pass up the chance to figure out the protocols from your world.]
I'll need more than an hour, myself. Chromedome has something he needs to talk to me about at the bar, so take your time and head on over whenever you're ready. I'll sharpen my grappling hook in the meantime.
audio;
[Clearly.]
What were you suggesting, if not that?
[Yes whoosh there it went over his brainy head.]</small. Very well. If I arrive prior to yourself, I'll amuse myself somehow, I'm sure.
audio;
Which will probably describe why that's not what I'm suggesting, since permanence here hasn't even been confirmed yet.
Otherwise...well. I don't know. Lets get to the top of the mountain and find out.
[Why did this keep happening to him. Or, more to the point, why was he complaining? Even in his head?]
audio;
Mm. Yes, I see.
Very well. We'll see what happens at the top, I suppose.