stuff we did [OPEN]
WHO: Soundwave & open to folks in the 'Wave Haus.
WHERE: WAVE HAUS.
WHEN: Not long after the switches return to normal.
WARNINGS: Nuffin'.
SUMMARY: Soundwave comes back... to some surprises.
FORMAT: Paragraph.
Strangely, he'd found himself standing in the park. He doesn't recall himself having been there. No, he'd just been at Dancitron, so why was it now different?
Quietly, he goes to his pocket and pulls out his communicator, peering.
...It's been a few days. Was he ported?
Hn.
So Soundwave makes his way home. The travel is familiar, and that's not strange. Silently, he slips inside the house and pauses.
Something is playing. Very, very quietly, but it's easy for Soundwave to notice.
The Decepticon seeks it out, finding his small cassette player on with a tape inside. Who--?
It's. Not a bad song. Quiet, pleasant. Still, Shockwave wouldn't...
Shockwave. Was he even here, or was it Shockblast?
He turns and glances. Some kind of book is open on his desk. Who left that here?
The second-in-command of the Decepticons looks it over. It's not simply a book, but something he's seen before. Pointless to him. It's a photo album. Keeping memories of things like this never made much sense to him, but...
He's looking over the photographs. Ravage sleeping. Someone who looks like Starscream.
Someone who looks like... himself? But with bright blue eyes, brighter and messier hair, and scruffy looking.
Happy.
Soundwave pauses, and turns the page.
A photograph of that person, with a very unhappy looking Shockwave.
A note written below:
Fill this book up, dude!
I dunno how long I'm gonna be here for, but you gotta come back SOME time, right?
-- SOUNDWAVE
...What the frag happened?
WHERE: WAVE HAUS.
WHEN: Not long after the switches return to normal.
WARNINGS: Nuffin'.
SUMMARY: Soundwave comes back... to some surprises.
FORMAT: Paragraph.
Strangely, he'd found himself standing in the park. He doesn't recall himself having been there. No, he'd just been at Dancitron, so why was it now different?
Quietly, he goes to his pocket and pulls out his communicator, peering.
...It's been a few days. Was he ported?
Hn.
So Soundwave makes his way home. The travel is familiar, and that's not strange. Silently, he slips inside the house and pauses.
Something is playing. Very, very quietly, but it's easy for Soundwave to notice.
The Decepticon seeks it out, finding his small cassette player on with a tape inside. Who--?
It's. Not a bad song. Quiet, pleasant. Still, Shockwave wouldn't...
Shockwave. Was he even here, or was it Shockblast?
He turns and glances. Some kind of book is open on his desk. Who left that here?
The second-in-command of the Decepticons looks it over. It's not simply a book, but something he's seen before. Pointless to him. It's a photo album. Keeping memories of things like this never made much sense to him, but...
He's looking over the photographs. Ravage sleeping. Someone who looks like Starscream.
Someone who looks like... himself? But with bright blue eyes, brighter and messier hair, and scruffy looking.
Happy.
Soundwave pauses, and turns the page.
A photograph of that person, with a very unhappy looking Shockwave.
A note written below:
Fill this book up, dude!
I dunno how long I'm gonna be here for, but you gotta come back SOME time, right?
-- SOUNDWAVE
...What the frag happened?