kismet_loop | [VIDEO accidentally on purpose]

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[VIDEO accidentally on purpose]

[Why hello there folks, I hope you like staring at the backs of people's heads because THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE DOING. It takes this little red mech a few seconds to realize that there's SOMETHING hovering behind him. he does this little half turn, lets out a SUPER MANLY (no) yelp and swats the thing out of the air, ending the recording.

But that's not all, folks. The camera blips on and off a few more times, catching Knock Out in various levels of annoyance, usually in the middle of either swearing or trying to shoo the thing away. Oh god little drone why are you here.

Finally Knock Out gives up and seems to have just accepted that he's made a new "friend". He looks exasperated as all hell when the little bugger starts recording him one last time.]

Fine, since this little drone seems hell bent on stalking me and recording it, I figured I might as well try to use this to my advantage. So, where am I and how do I leave? I was kind of in the middle of something.

[Knock Out pauses and glances slightly off camera, presumable at the drone itself.]

There, happy now? I swear, if someone come out here to blow me up because of you, I'm going to be very annoyed.

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Some little bug femme thing.

And I don't know how to address the rest of that. There are a lot of organics here, not just humans either...lot of Cybertronians too, but some have some strange designs.

Bug femme thing.

[He's only repeating it because it sounds funny ok. plus bugs are icky.]

I half really want to know how or why any of this is even possible, but I also half really don't care right now.

I'm sure you can ask one of the Guardians later. They probably have a good idea, since apparently they've been here for some five hundred years or so.

Anyway, what do you want to know?

[Here. Come into his apartment, Knock Out. Sorry for the mess, he smashed the place up about a week ago...it's mostly cleaned up...]

[Oh Knock Out knows the signs of a Breakdown tantrum all too well at this point, even is the place is mostly cleaned up. He won't mention it yet.]

I don't even know where to start. In all honesty I still haven't decided if this is all real or some kind of dream. Maybe we should start with what all you've missed?

It's not a dream... [Sometimes he wishes it was, sometimes he's glad it isn't.] But all right.

What have I missed? [He'll motion Knock Out to the couch and will go get them some energon. And it's the good stuff. Good quality and abundant.]

[Wowwwww you got some FANCY SHIT Breakdown. Knock Out sits down and waits for the big blue bro to come back.]

Mmmm, I wonder if I should just get the...

[he kind of makes awkward hand motions as if they're going to help him explain any of this. He's sort of leaning towards "no this is all totally real isn't it", so the weight of literally everything is hitting him all at once.]

Ahhhh... well, short version. A bunch of stuff happened, and then the war finally ended. The Autobots won, but really who didn't see that coming. Whatever, it's over.

Edited 2015-04-17 01:50 (UTC)

[He just kind...stares at Knock Out...well...that was short and sweet, wasn't it? ...And...so like Knock Out.]

...Right.

So apparently that whole muli-verse theory is real, and we're now in some alternate dimension on some other version of Cybertron brought here by both Primus and Unicron.

[See...he can be short and cryptic too. Now that they've both given their short and sweet, maybe they should...um...]

Maybe we should take turns asking questions?

[Yeah, that. That's a good idea...]

Oh, the multi-verse theory! Why didn't you just say so to begin with? Now this kind of makes sense! Sort of.

Well okay, it doesn't account for you being here, but aside from that, I can totally see it! Um, but yes. Questions. You go first.

[Well, that's a good place to start.]

What do you mean that it doesn't account for me being here?

[Knock Out makes a little "tch' sound and rubs at his chin. How to break this delicately without being all emotional...]

Ah, well.

You're kind of... dead.

[NAILED IT. except no he's still feeling EMOTIONS. Good thing he's Knock Out and thus amazing at not showing it.]

[Except, you know...Breakdown can read you like an open book.]

How? ...And how long after...MECH?

[Well, he's taking this surprisingly well...]

[yeah well SHHHHHHHHHHH]

It really wasn't very long after that. It didn't feel like long, anyway. Megatron sent you and Dreadwing out to scrap Airachnid because he was too important to do his own dirty work. Needless to say, it didn't end well.

[but yes Breakdown IS taking this pretty well. Which is great because that's kind of making it easier for Knock Out to talk about it.]

[Time lines...and the more they talk the more sure he is this Knock Out is real even without Sam showing up to give confirmation of any kind. He went through the whole "you're on Cybertron" thing before, but never got this kind of story from Knock Out...nothing even close to this...]

...scrap.

[He wants to ask more, but...] Your turn...[go ahead...as two, since he did.]

[Knock Out makes a grabby hand at Breakdown's hand. Shut up he wants to hold hands.]

Have you been okay here? And before you say anything, that totally counts as a question.

[That puts a smile on his face, and he'll easily take Knock Out's hand.]

Yeah...yeah, I have, actually. It's...weird here, but it's been...peaceful. Kind of a nice change.

Got another?

I can live with weird.

[He glances down at their hands, giving a little squeeze.]

As for questions, I have several, but... I think it just hit me that I'm not dreaming or something.

[This makes his smile grow a bit more.]

Yeah...this is real.

[He's alive and Knock Out is really here...]

[And there's a knock at the door---down low.]

[WELL Knock Out was about to reply with something SUPER SAPPY, but it seems Breakdown has some company OH MY. He can't decide if he's annoyed or not but hey, he'll just sit and wait for Breakdown to deal with this.]

[Breakdown nearly groans...silently cursing Sam's timing. And while he's sure by now...well...wouldn't hurt to let her see him.]

Right back...

[He'll go answer the door now.]

[Sure enough, it's Sam, looking (and feeling) small in the Cybertronian-sized doorway.]

Breakdown, hey. I'm sorry if you were waiting. How's things?

[It's not like she wouldn't have a better idea with two minutes' conversation, but the big bot's aura is a little agitated---just a bit, which isn't indicative of another imposter... or an all-clear.]

Better than I expected...

[He sighs and steps back motioning Sam in.]

Hey Knock Out...this is Sam.

And uh...you know that thing earlier I said I didn't want to talk about?

[He kind of does a totally adorable and dorky thing and taps two big fingers together, looking sheepish, perhaps a little guilty.]

Well...you see, you actually showed up here about two weeks ago, only...it wasn't you. Was some kind of...fake.

[That sick look on his face might give Knock Out and idea of just HOW BADLY that encounter messed him up.]

[Oh Knock Out remembers Sam, they'd had a lovely conversation about Earth movies earlier. He gives the human a friendly little finger wiggle wave, but doesn't say anything until Breakdown's done.]

A fake? Not to be crude, but I hope you splattered him.

[Knock Out understands bro IN FACT]

It was just some fake me, right? No little weirdo human stuffed inside of it? Because I've seen that before and it's actually kind of creepy.

[She waves back, stepping in and sliding her shoes off. Is it necessary? No, but it's almost automatic, and the action gives her time to add;]

That fake's actually a part of why I'm over, but that can wait, so; say what?

[Knock Out, you have no idea how much he needed to hear you say that. He’s been fretting over the possibility of having maybe murdered you for a week now, so knowing you’re totally behind his tantrum makes him feel all better.]

[He even smirks.] Not a scrap left.

[And that last is gonna earn Knock Out a funny look.] Nooo...no human stuffed inside.....why? When have you seen something like that?

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don't say I didn't warn you

8U!!!

SAM, YOUR TIMING SUCKS!! By which I mean, this is horrible, I love it.

I aim to please.

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