[Text /Video] Posted around midnight originating from Vector's temple]

[raceme]

[It's been a long and busy day, but all of Blurr’s days are like that. He usually doesn’t post to the comm unless it’s something important, but he’s been feeling weird since dawn and he wants a distraction.

At first, only text shows up. All the same message, repeated over and over again.]


All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Blurr a dull boy.
All work |...

[The post switches over to video. Blurr is on the highest tower of Vector’s temple, close to one of the platforms, and he's walking on one of the crystal-like cables as if it were a tightrope. For the curious, he got up there by running since there’s no other way to get to the top, unless you have wings.

Blurr frowns for a second before his lips curl into a grin and his optics flash. They look almost red for a nanosecond.]

Who wants to play with Blurr?

Comments

[raceme]

I'm going to have fun!

And use music. [Music being 'bombs', mind you.]

[wakizashi_straight]

Music?

[The way you emphasize that doesn't say 'songs' to him.]

[raceme]

[Smart boy.]

You don't like music?

[wakizashi_straight]

Your tone does not suggest that you are speaking of music, Blurr.

[raceme]

Music is a matter of perception.

[wakizashi_straight]

I am not comforted by that statement, Blurr.

[You're weirding him out a little.]

[raceme]

What would comfort you? A hug? I bet Midas could give you one.

[Just a little? He's not doing this right.]

[wakizashi_straight]

I find this Haven-wide obsession with Midas and I to be extremely disconcerting. But no; what would comfort me is you behaving as you normally do.

[raceme]

You are both from the same world, you have the same sort of hobbies, the same lack of hands...perfect for each other, I'm telling you.

I normally behave like a boring idiot, excuse me if I don't feel like doing that today.

[wakizashi_straight]

I am beginning to wonder if you Cybertronians are not overly occupied with pairing one another up. I will not sink to that level.

[... abuh?]

Do you truly think so little of yourself?

[raceme]

I'm quite sure that if some us would have had a good frag eons ago the Great War wouldn't have lasted for so long.

My old self.

[wakizashi_straight]

A what?

No. That is Blurr, my friend; I do not know who you are, but you are not Blurr.

[raceme]

A good frag. Interfacing.

I am, but I am a better version of himself.

[wakizashi_straight]

I am uncertain what you are saying.

No. You are not him. You cannot be, no matter what you say.

[raceme]

Somehow I am not surprised.

Denial is such a lovely thing.

[wakizashi_straight]

I simply know that my friend would not behave in this manner.

[raceme]

You can't always get what you want, though.

[wakizashi_straight]

But sometimes you get what you need.

[Which he knows isn't this.]

[raceme]

[Oh, you area smart one.]

And you need......your friend back?

[wakizashi_straight]

If I knew what I needed, life would be much easier. However, I know I do not need this.

[raceme]

If you ask meabout the top list of thing you NEED...the first one must be a a mouth. Or a voice box! You can do great things with those.

[wakizashi_straight]

Text suffices for me quite well.