It's A Pretty Shade of Grey. [OPEN]
Who: Starscream [OPEN]
What: Starscream is out applying for jobs!
Where: All around Axiom!
When: All day! Holy crap!
Warnings/Notes: Tag in separate threads! Assuming each thread happens at a different point in the day.
All day. All day he has been at this. It all eventually begins to blend into one ridiculous blur of bots giving him dubious sidelong glances and snickering behind his back. So his resume was a little...
Exaggerated.
Who wouldn't want to hire someone with a color-themed resume that reads only; "If you are looking for the greatest thing to ever grace the multiverse, look no further."? Really? He was shocked at the lack of takers. Still, here and there, there were some who accepted his attempts at jobhunting...
Soon it wouldn't matter, he had to remind himself as he was forced to swallow his pride and sell his dignity.
Soon they'd all be at his mercy.
One particular place seemed interested. A theme nightclub...
Many of the workers were Seekers, too! It seemed promising. A little on the skeevy side but he was getting too exhausted to be picky. They didn't even look at his resume. Just gave him a once-over... okay. A little unsettling, but they at the very least, seemed pleased with him.
Some comment about his hips-
He had to brush it off and continue his search. Bouncing around from location to location, pushing his way through the busy streets.
They'd all pay for this. Yes. Soon.
Though as time progressed, he thought less about setting the city to a glorious blaze, crowned with explosions and being bathed in the lamentations of his enemies...
And more about going back to Blitzwing's place and getting a very stiff drink.
What: Starscream is out applying for jobs!
Where: All around Axiom!
When: All day! Holy crap!
Warnings/Notes: Tag in separate threads! Assuming each thread happens at a different point in the day.
All day. All day he has been at this. It all eventually begins to blend into one ridiculous blur of bots giving him dubious sidelong glances and snickering behind his back. So his resume was a little...
Exaggerated.
Who wouldn't want to hire someone with a color-themed resume that reads only; "If you are looking for the greatest thing to ever grace the multiverse, look no further."? Really? He was shocked at the lack of takers. Still, here and there, there were some who accepted his attempts at jobhunting...
Soon it wouldn't matter, he had to remind himself as he was forced to swallow his pride and sell his dignity.
Soon they'd all be at his mercy.
One particular place seemed interested. A theme nightclub...
Many of the workers were Seekers, too! It seemed promising. A little on the skeevy side but he was getting too exhausted to be picky. They didn't even look at his resume. Just gave him a once-over... okay. A little unsettling, but they at the very least, seemed pleased with him.
Some comment about his hips-
He had to brush it off and continue his search. Bouncing around from location to location, pushing his way through the busy streets.
They'd all pay for this. Yes. Soon.
Though as time progressed, he thought less about setting the city to a glorious blaze, crowned with explosions and being bathed in the lamentations of his enemies...
And more about going back to Blitzwing's place and getting a very stiff drink.