[OPEN LOG]

Jul 06, 2009 22:14

WHO: OPEN LOG
WHERE: The Park
WHEN: Monday afternoon.
WARNINGS: ... hideousness.
SUMMARY: Starscream thinks tribbles are delicious. This is what entices him to learn to cook. Thus, he brings a grill to the park and a cooler full of tribbles. Possibly, the ES21 crew will show up later for tribble football.
... I'm hideous.
FORMAT: Whatever you ( Read more... )

† starscream | christopher astrum, † violator | the clown, *open, *in progress

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furcoatsarebad July 7 2009, 02:49:19 UTC
Starscream was not the only one enjoying the furry little breed-bombs as a delicacy; he himself had taken to hunting them down.

Originally it was due to the fact that they reminded him of those hateful little mice, true. But an accident had led to the discovery that the little meat that existed on them happened to be delicious, and he hadn't looked back since. Even better than pigeons, this.

Slagar followed one through a line of bushes, throwing dagger in one hand and his bolas in the other--and popped out at the very edge of the open spot by the pond.

Hm. He'd seen that one before.

Ignoring the Tribble for the moment, Slagar put away the weaponry-turned-utensils and slowly trotted over to Starscream.

"You're a fair hand at that, eh?" he called out, curious.

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loltraitorlol July 7 2009, 02:52:38 UTC
Starscream nearly jumped out of his skin when Slagar seemed to just appear from the bushes. The other man was outlandishly dressed and... rather well-armed.

On the other hand, he seemed somewhat familiar. Starscream was sure he'd seen the guy around on the comms.

"No, actually," he admitted. And it was true - he'd screwed up the first tribble, ruining the fur, though he was doing slightly better at the second. "I'm not a particularly good cook, I'm afraid."

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furcoatsarebad July 7 2009, 03:02:11 UTC
So the high-and-mighty Starscream could still be scared. Wasn't that a fascinating thing to remember? Wouldn't that be something for everyone to see? Oh, he'd have to think about that some time.

This was the time for sweet little lies, though--prying and testing and being so gracious to others. And so he would be, for the moment. Even if the Decepticon hadn't seen him before, he likely would have recognized the distinctive, raspy voice.

The one that was currently attempting to work its powers on the ex-robot.

"Why don't you let me show you how it's done?" he offered innocently, the twisted and frozen smile on his face hidden behind the silk mask. "Call it... a favor from a friend."

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I am having extreme brainfail for when they last talked. orz. loltraitorlol July 7 2009, 04:16:42 UTC
Starscream pauses. Normally, he'd snap and say that he could do it himself.

But somewhere in the back of his mind, Waspinator's memories buzz and accept that he's not always the best at what he does with a sigh; and Shockwave's tell him that it is only logical to occasionally accept help.

That, and he tries not to be a complete jerk in public.

"... fine," he says. "Show me."

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cardiaccanape July 7 2009, 08:28:45 UTC
Fire, screeching, and that smell. Oh, someone was cooking. In the park. Violator quickly changed from his Clown guise into the one he had most recently used on the network. Less staring, but way more uncomfortable. Especially the eyes. He hated having to change his eyes from bright glowing red to...whatever colour eyes this disguise had. Not to mention the fact that it did not agree with him if he kept it up for too long ( ... )

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loltraitorlol July 8 2009, 01:45:18 UTC
Right. Starscream was increasingly weirded out by the crowd he'd managed to attract. These guys were all utter creepers.

Oh well. He'd at least finish them up.

"Yes, I did," he said, putting on a smile. "And slag no. I make good on my threats~"

"I think I have about..." he poked around in the box. "Twenty. And they've been fed, so it'll be forty soon. They breed fast. You don't even have to get more, we'll probably just be able to feed them on garbage and they'll keep going. Really... it makes me wonder. Why consider them such pests? They could single-handedly solve the world food crisis if applied correctly."

An unlimited source of energy. The Decepticons would know how to use such a thing. Humans were so... wasteful. Hamburger buns and spices would be wonderful... I am NOT a fan of ketchup."

Starscream was most definitively a hot sauce, mustard, and mayonnaise 'con. Oh yes.

"Raw and rare, I'm afraid my digestive system is not properly calibrated for that; and... right."

Clown. Right. Starscream was very, very tempted to ( ... )

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cardiaccanape July 8 2009, 23:17:39 UTC
Ha, if this was what this guy called a threat, then he had a lot to learn.

"They sure could. I bet all those poor starvin' homeless would've ripped into 'em by now, if they could stand the purring or whatever noise they make. Apparently they make that noise and then no one wants to hurt them~" It really was a good thing he wasn't human. Violator would have hated to not be able to hurt something, just because of some noise it happened to make. "Tricky little fur balls ( ... )

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oftwoworlds July 7 2009, 16:03:45 UTC
Spock watched in horror as the tribble was prepared. He'd been performing his afternoon meditation regimen when he'd smelled the familiar scent of a barbeque a few yards away. Finding the observation of humans in the park consistently interesting, he'd pulled himself out of his already slipping trance and headed over to their area, expecting to find a family engaged in "quality interaction ( ... )

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