ITEM DROP

[re_alignedmods]

A weak dawn breaks, the distant star beginning the slow rise that will take it across Cybertron's 32 hour day, offset by the brilliant lamp in Prima's sector.

Even with the minimal light that it exudes, however, it's enough to know that something is different.

Something has happened.

Something smells fresh, and new, and an awful lot like....lumber?



Yes, it's definitely lumber, and those with finer sensors might also detect a hint of freshly pressed metal sheeting next to it. In fact, there seem to be veritable piles of both, gleaming in the morning 'sun.' You can find steel girders, wooden planks, trusses, tools, and what looks like a good half of a bright orange Home Depot with a few, unglyphed employees still wandering around in a daze. There's almost anything you'd need to build any sort of establishment--doors, windows, roof shingles, concrete and duracrete powder in giant, Cybertronian-sized bags...

There's everything, of course, except for paint. Strangely (or not so strangely), that all ended up with Swindle.

Still, this is good luck! There might be a few plants in the home and garden department for the human types, and there's an entire steelyard for the robot types. That doesn't explain the human-sized hamster balls or the entire gingerbread cottage (complete with a very confused old woman), but surely there is something in here you could use? That very unassuming Sailor Moon wand, for instance...nothing could go wrong with that, now could it?

Of course not!

So go forth, dig for treasure, and build to your heart's content...


((So here are the item drop notes!

--Feel free to tag in below with action-spam of your character discovering the new items and trying to take them from each other/sharing them around!
--Your character may find and pick up anything that you'd expect to find in a standard hardware store (of the human OR Cybertronian variety).
--IF your character is claiming the entirety of any one item (EX: I HAVE ALL THE WRENCHES GUYS HAHAHAH) or claiming one of the specialty items (such as the Sailor Moon transformation wand) you MUST post below and say so in the post header. This time around, it is first-come, first snag. Next time, we'll change the process up to give everyone a chance!
--Yes, the Sailor Moon Wand DOES at least put you in the dress, regardless of size or species. That seems to be all it is capable of, though, so no moon prism power for you.
--All of the unglyphed arrivals will spend the first few days acting like normal. The Home Depot employees will either show you around or claim they aren't getting paid enough and leave. The old woman might yell at you to get off her 'lawn,' or, if you're a child, she'll invite you in for tea and cookies and try to bake you in her oven. Strangely, however, after a few days they all simply vanish. Observant folks might notice them heading straight for the badlands. Feel free to capture any that you wish before this though!))

Comments

[ex_dishonestly997]

[Starscream steps over to the rack for a moment, eying it and picking out one of the magazines, skimming, and then looking over the top of it at Blurr.]

...You know, there's a backroom. You don't have to read this stuff in public.

[raceme]

Nowaitdont... [Why did you have to grab one of those.]

There's is a back...[ASJHAKSJHKAS] I WASN'T READING ANYTHING...I don't need any backroom either!

[ex_dishonestly997]

You grounders have the most adorable taste. [he skims a page, and then holds it out for Blurr to see--a gorgeous Bel Air with the hood popped] This is your speed, right, Blue?

icon keywords >.>

[raceme]

Shutup I don't..I wasnt looking..what even...adorable?...[Blurr runs a hand over his face.] MY what..? [And he looks.Then he makes a chocked sounds.]

LKDSFNJKNFDF I SHOULD FEEL WORSE ABOUT THIS.

[ex_dishonestly997]

Hahaha! Oh wow. [endless trolling potential, here. He puts an arm around Blurr's shoulders mock consolingly] Don't feel embarrassed. It's perfectly natural.

NAH, I'm loving this too

[raceme]

ohcutitoff[He's too flustered to actually register what is going on anymore, he doesn't even try to push that arm away.] I'm not embarrassed just... uncomfortable. That sort of magazines aren't appropriate.

oh good ;o;

[ex_dishonestly997]

[look at him he's completely undone, and he's actually letting Starscream hug his enormous, hilariously exaggerated shoulder spikes.

The Seeker pats one and then steps back, casually rolling up the magazine in one hand] Then why were you looking at them?

>3 ♥

[raceme]

[He can poke out one of your optics with those shoulder if you keep embarrassing him and making him nervous.]I didn't knew what those were I DIDN'T even knew those ex-is-ted.

♥♥♥

[ex_dishonestly997]

Well, now that you do, are we going to not see you for a while? I know we're not housed in the same temple, but I don't want to walk in on you spark-stroking or something.

[raceme]

WHAT..no OF COURSE NOT..that's no...I don't do that alright? And I don't even sleep inside the temple anyway YOU can keep those if it makes you hap...spark -strok..?....asjdash NO....[You are going to embarrass him to death.]

[ex_dishonestly997]

Oh, now it's me with the grounder fetish? I don't think so.

[a pause, unexpectedly] Why don't you sleep inside the temple?

[raceme]

I don't know you enough to tell MAYBE you like alt modes with wheels.

Right now because my whole room is filled with things from this store.

[Yes, it's a room for someone at least 50 feet tall and Blurr's only 17, yet he managed to do that. The real reason is his fear for enclosed spaces but he is not going to tell a Decepticon that, as friendly as Starscream is with him.]

[ex_dishonestly997]

Maybe I do. [he's not going to deny it as a possibility, but he's not going to acknowledge it, either. Instead he tosses the magazine off to one side and gives Blurr a calculating look.]

Right. Put all this junk in your room in the temple, make a bunch of interesting new enemies and then go sleep in a wide open space. Sounds tactical.

[raceme]

Then maybe good for you.

I have my reasons to keep that junk in there thank you. [He can't deny that his sleeping habits imply some risks right now.]

[ex_dishonestly997]

I can't ask you if it's worth your life. You could swing by my temple room, there's plenty of space. On the floor. [not enough of a gentlebot to give up his own berth]

[raceme]

Dear Primus, Starscream that almost sounded like you cared. [He brings a hand to his chest, like the con just impressed him. He did, sadly it will be a long time before Blurr trust a Decepticon, sorry Starscream.]

[ex_dishonestly997]

Maybe I just want to keep an optic on you. After all, you're clearly not wise to the ways of the world. [oh snap that was a low and teasing blow]

How long did you spend on Earth back in your universe, anyway?

[raceme]

[Oh that IS low.] I probably have seen more worlds than you can even start to imagine. [And without a spaceship even, he parkour'd around the galaxy.]

I can't offer you any details of my mission.

[ex_dishonestly997]

[The smile falters--his years with the Decepticons and his natural tendency to probe and test for reaction make him less aware of when to stop--what not to say--sometimes.] Too far, huh.

Okay, okay.

...Do you need any help getting supplies back to your room, or are you full up?

[raceme]

[A bit too far yes, mostly because Blurr had been away from Cybetron so many times that he really missed it. His chin goes up and he lets go a small frustrated sound but he doesn't complain further than that.

He relaxes marginally at the help offer.] No thanks I 'm fine for now... I don't really want those magazines . What about you? What was you looking for?

[ex_dishonestly997]

Oh, Wing tricked me into inventory by appealing to my ego and love of organization. I'm trying to figure out what people have, in case we need the supplies in the future. I have my work cut out for me.

You know, this being a helpful mech thing is exhausting.

[raceme]

So you are helping us to build the bar WOULD you like to be a VIP once we open?' [Look, he can joke too.]

PrimsudontIknowthat.

[ex_dishonestly997]

If everything else goes according to plan I'll be drinking a lot, so don't dash my hopes with false promises.

...really? You're admitting--[damn he is his new favorite autobot.]

[raceme]

I rarely make empty promises Starscream. [He's a bot of his words.] We will see~

Is the truth after all. [Heh and awww.] Elite agents get tired too.

[ex_dishonestly997]

Maybe someday you'd like a different job.

[just testing the waters here.]