audio; 4/6 late night / early morning ish

[thxforthememories]

[It's probably around midnight or so when the post pops up. Or close enough to it that the effects of the red energon have finally worn off. He can touch things now. He's no longer a ghost.]

[And... still considerably unsettled and upset by recent events. Enough to make the following statement:]

I ... I want to learn how to be drunk.

[Because that seems like a great idea. It always worked for his role models around here, after all.]

Someone. Show me how. I'll be grateful.

[And that's all he says. He'll be at the bar, an unhappy pile of metal and wings. Waiting.]

Comments

[thxforthememories]

It's one of those alternate world things... We might even have some. Somewhere.

That... that sounds like a good idea, right now.

[badboybikerbot]

That's a creepy thought aaaand I'm gong to ignore it for now.

See it's actually a horrible idea, but everything sounds good if you spin it the right way.

[thxforthememories]

Probably best.

No, right now, it's a good idea.

[badboybikerbot]

Good idea, bad idea, either way I'm game. You already there?

[thxforthememories]

Yes.

[And he's been shown which is the high grade, at least.]

[badboybikerbot]

Gotcha. On my way.

[This won't end badly at all]

[thxforthememories]

I'll be here.

[badboybikerbot]

[GUESS WHAT KAGEROU Gunmax rolls in like fifteen minutes later and greets you with a probably unnecessary whack on the shoulder. It's a friendly whack don't worry]

Yo. Have I missed anything yet?

[because unless kagerou is one of those mopey whiny drunks this is going to be awesome]

[thxforthememories]

[It's okay, he has huge shoulders, he just jumps a bit.]

[There's a few cubes at the table, one is already empty.]

A little.

But there's still more.

[badboybikerbot]

[GOOD SIGN probably. Gunmax grabs himself a seat.]

Is it working yet? What's it feel like?

[thxforthememories]

It feels like... buzzing.

[He really doesn't know how else to describe it, sorry bro.]

[badboybikerbot]

Buzzing? Let me have one of those.

[as long as it's not like drinking bees]

[thxforthememories]

[He passes the cube over.]

Starscream said to drink it slowly.

[badboybikerbot]

[Fuck Starscream Gunmax slams that thing back like a champ

and regrets it immediately. Wow does he look uncool right now HUURGH GAG AUGH WOW he is trying no to spit it all back out

okay he's fine now]

...Just pretend that didn't happen.

[thxforthememories]

[He's just going to quietly watch.]

[Probably judge a little.]

... I think that's why he said not to drink it quickly.

[badboybikerbot]

[Gunmax deserves a little judging it's ok]

Augh, my God. That was a hundred times worse than the first time I decided to drink diesel. Slowly, okay. Remembering that.

[thxforthememories]

Why would you drink diesel...?

[He's going to take his own advice and drink his cube more slowly. So there.]

[badboybikerbot]

Uhhh. Because it was there. So, I figured, why not. I mean, it was a long time ago. Didn't really know any better.

[and Gunmax thinks he's a badass. Aaaand is ordering some cubes of his own. To drink slowly and not like an idiot.]

[thxforthememories]

... Did the others yell at you for it?

[You know, like everyone seems to be yelling at him.]

[badboybikerbot]

Oh yeah. It was when I was still with the highway patrol, though. No other robots around to hassle me yet.

[Don't worry dude Gunmax won't yell at you]

[thxforthememories]

Highway patrol...

[He's trying to remember if Gunmax ever brought it up before. He can't remember hearing about it. So he drinks some more instead. A+ plan.]

... You don't talk about that very much.

[badboybikerbot]

It wasn't really anything special. Busted a few bike gangs here and there, wrote a few speeding tickets. Typical cop stuff.

[Typical cop stuff that kind of sucked but hey. Gunmax is going to try another one of those cubes. Slowly. And not stupidly.]

[thxforthememories]

You. Wrote tickets.

[What.]

[He even sets his cube down. He's that surprised.]

[badboybikerbot]

Hey, we all gotta start somewhere! And okay, to be fair, I personally didn't write them. They didn't really make those in our size.

[But you can bet your ass he pulled them over]

[thxforthememories]

Oh. I was trying to picture you writing them... and it didn't work.

[And that sentence made a little more sense in his head.]

[... he's going to eye his cube suspiciously.]