peace_through_empathy: (Grinning)
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[Megatron is seated at a table across from the camera, fingers steepled in front of his face. A pair of sunglasses and a turtleneck sweater and he'd be Gendou Ikari.]

I have an update on one of the many fires we need to put out and a request for assistance in doing so. Captain Gaator and his men are lost, or will be lost again in the Unknown Territories after help from Armstrong Fort is cut off. Without assistance, these men will die out there. I will not allow that to happen.

In the last loop I attempted to use some cobbled together communications equipment to reach out to them after they became lost. The signal was too weak to send them a message of hope, that rescue was on the way...which it wasn't. They all froze to death before I could pinpoint their exact location and organize a rescue.

Fortunately, the data I did recover was helpful in tracking their movements and I now believe a rescue attempt could be attempted before the first deaths occur. I will require someone with an airship and a communication system strong enough to reach Captain Gaator. The plan is that I will send them a message telling them they have not been forgotten and not to lose hope; help is on the way. The airship will be used for collection and evac. I will be on hand to administer medical attention to any who need it; however, if there are other medical professionals here-and I know that there are-assistance in this matter would be appreciated lest I run the risk of being overwhelmed. Though if we reach them soon enough, that will hopefully not be an issue.

Please respond to this message if you think you will be able to help in any regard. You have my thanks.

[Megatron starts to stand up, but then pauses.]. Oh, and Starscream? [He looks at the camera.] Thank you for volunteering to be my nurse for this expedition. I can already hear you arguing from here, so please don't bother.

You know why. That will be all, Mogatronus.

[From off-camera, which shakes.] I'm not sure how he knows all this myself, I haven't seen him do any of it! You ask me the only loops around here are the Froot Loops in that bucket of his!

...Thank you, Mogatronus, that will be all.
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[Here you go Mognet. Have a video of Minimus dancing.

It was obviously a recording made in the previous month and was titled "Might as well have my fun before we all die."

No commentary was made because the video really spoke for itself.
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topgun_textiles: (It's a kitchen not a damn FFA)
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[Setting: Kitchen. The arrangement of kitchen tools, handmade homey art and a surprising number of hung-up aprons and oven mitts dot and decorate the room. This had to be some kind of studio for a cooking show, right? A guy that looks like this can't possibly have a cute kitchen, right?

Yet adorned in his black, skull-printed apron, brandishing a pair of whisks like weapons, none can know what's truly real anymore... but he slammed the handles down and gave the camera an intense stare.]



A'right, punks, listen up!


Y'got a little over a week before Valentine's Day, and a lotta you might not have any ideas on what to give people, and people are counting on you, damn it! It ain't just dragon gods and shit-talking green cloud bastards out there, y'know!

[He set his jaw and smirked.]

I'm here to help you guys out in gettin' better at talkin' to each other! Friday, this Friday, I got space set aside in the Curti Center to teach anybody n' everybody - that includes you guys who just got picked up from the Dream Width earlier today - how to make chocolates! White truffles, milk truffles, dark truffles... hell, we'll make some cookies, too.

Don't worry about materials or things to box or bag 'em in. I got you covered in all that. Just bring yourselves to the cafeteria, 'bout 2 after lunch gets out.

[He balled a fist.] Now let's make some cute shit and make some friends, damn it!

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