[Anyone paying attention to their journals this evening may catch the sound of... coughing? Well. A mechanical hacking sound that seems a good deal like a cough. A nasty one, at that. Has the resident robot gotten himself attacked by a frog ( Read more... )

You organics and your pets. Is there even a point to this thing? Or does it just sit in its cage all day and look stupid?

[There's a rattling sound. Something metal clanking on metal.]

Aw, what? You don't like that? Too bad.

[More rattling. And Sunstreaker laughs.]

[... It would seem someone has discovered the Moose in the stables.]

... Does anyone ever like...

Just... know things?  Like... big things.  Heavy things.

[Careful observers will note how slurred and dreamy Sunstreaker's voice has suddenly become.  Apparently, the system-disrupting effects of the shock-spiders have gone to his head.]

Planets.

Yeah.

Planets are heavy.