ROOOOOBOT PROOOOM
Who: ALL ROBOTS.
Where: THE FORUM
When: RIGHT THE FUCK NOW
What: ROBOT PROM
Warnings: teenagers making out, galvatron doing his thing, a throwdown between first aid and tarn over sixshot. usual prom shit.
ROBOT PROM
the punch has been spiked, the music is whatever they could scrape together, and there’s bleachers to make out behind. takes place OUTSIDE in the forum so there's plenty of space and people can easily crash it.
prom king is optimus prime, prom queen is pipes.
please behave as irresponsibly as you would at real prom.
comment around, mingle, you all know the drill.
Where: THE FORUM
When: RIGHT THE FUCK NOW
What: ROBOT PROM
Warnings: teenagers making out, galvatron doing his thing, a throwdown between first aid and tarn over sixshot. usual prom shit.
the punch has been spiked, the music is whatever they could scrape together, and there’s bleachers to make out behind. takes place OUTSIDE in the forum so there's plenty of space and people can easily crash it.
prom king is optimus prime, prom queen is pipes.
please behave as irresponsibly as you would at real prom.
comment around, mingle, you all know the drill.
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What the hell is Prom even? He's never heard of it, but it seems like there's a party. And parties are always good. Sideswipe would never turn down a party in a million years. You know, if he was a million years old.
Which he wasn't.
In fact, he's peering into the apparently spiked punch, trying to determine what exactly he's looking at. Can he drink it? Is it for the humans? What's all this about, exactly?
Someone should clearly explain. And interrupt.
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Well.
Somehow, this idiot got his hands on something alcoholic. Because he has somehow managed to flop his way onto the dance floor, and, despite the cobbled-together music, is grooving like a maniac. He always did like music, and this is no exception. Severely intoxicated, or just tipsy and excited, who knows?
He might just grab the nearest bot and spin them off in a ridiculous dance.
Be careful.
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And only after a short while, not only did they get briefly separated but he ran into a completely different side of Sideswipe tonight.
Before he could do any critical thinking, Grimlock found everything go fast around him, ultimately landing in the bot's arms.
"Hey! You pickin' a fight with me?!" obviously Grimlock has not done the one on one dance.
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He's just laughing, holding onto Grimlock's arms and trying, in vain, to lead the bigger bot in a silly little dance. It's mostly twisting, swinging arms. Something uncomplicated and disorderly.
Mostly fun.
"It's dancing, Grim! C'mon!"
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“This is dancing? No way, I've seen better dancing.”
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Meanwhile, he's still swinging around like a moron with the dinobot, grinning like an idiot. Yeah, he's a bit tipsy here. But he's having fun, at least.
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“Yeaaaaaah, let me show you how you how a dinobot does it.”
The dinobot takes Sideswipe by one arm once he starts doing a shimmy-step on the floor, his hips jangling to his own internal rhythm.
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He thought he was doing great! He really did. But he also doesn't protest when Grimlock starts hauling him around. It's sort of fun! He rolls with it, grinning up at the big dinobot.
"You're pretty good!"
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Grimlock takes Sideswipe by the hips, swinging him around. He's having the time of his life and he owes it all to you.
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There's no time to even finish the word. He's startled at first, but, as the swinging goes, it... really doesn't seem so bad. He grips onto Grimlock's arms, wobbling and trying his best to stay upright.
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“So...what's up with you? You're like different.”
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"Wha?" Oh, right, was he different? "Nothing! I'm -- totally fine. Seriously. Like amazing. Right?"
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“...wanna run that by me with words this time?”
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Grimlock had been speaking. He knew that. He'd heard him clearly. But it was as if the words were water, lost the second he tried to hold onto and make sense of them. So, instead, he's being hugged and staring dazedly up at Grimlock like the dinobot just started speaking in tongues.
"I'm okay! Are... are you okay? 'Cause Grims. Your face? Bud. It's. Huge."
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“My face is always like this...wait a minute, you callin' me ugly?”
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And in true drunk dumb child fashion, he lifts his own hand to pat at Grimlock's face. Beaming at him. Oh, yeah. He feels fine. And buzzy.
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He chuckles, nervous as his face goes a little warm. He never expected Sideswipe, aka Coolbot, to say things like that.
“...you really think that?”
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There's another pat. This would probably all sound a lot more sincere if he didn't look like he was half-out-of-it. And dangling limply in Grimlock's hold.
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Rodimus doesn't know what 'prom' is either, but that's what Team Rodimus came up with, so that's what he's going with. He's not sure what about the human celebration makes it that way, but protesting would mean that he doesn't know about it and he can't have that.
So instead pointing out the obvious to the annoying red mech is the best option here.
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It's an immediate reaction to hearing that voice. He bristles, glowering over at the other bot. Folding his arms over his chest, shoulders hunching.
"Like you'd know," he shoots back. "You didn't even know about --" And cue the hand waving. "alternate universes."
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Magic and all that. Rodimus doesn't pay any attention to him, however, going in to get himself a cup of energon punch.
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Now he leans over the punch bowl, to better glower in this Rodimus jerk's dumb face.
"mentioned that? Like a decent bot should?"
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He's older than you, son, listen to him.
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So shut up, Rodimus. Also, your punch? He's going to reach across the table and try to grab it from you in a fit of teenage pique.
"You didn't think for a second, Oh hey maybe Sideswipe's not from my weird, creepy world? Because, guess what? Optimus figured it out in like a nanosecond."
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"Well that's Optimus, isn't it? But it's not like he doesn't have his own problems."
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Ugh, what is this guy's problem? Optimus was totally wrong. How could he go easy on such a walking stack of lousy programming? Like Mister Hot Rod Flames over there had any room to criticize.
"He's not even the right Optimus, and, guess what! He figured it out! He didn't tell me Bee was dead when he's not."