007. Thought Experiment [OPEN]

[a_perfect_end]

[He's just going to sit, chin on his fist, tilted awkwardly to watch the camera a moment. In light of recent events on-station, this has never been more necessary. Sometimes, the act of planning is its own solution.]

Greetings, Sacrosanct.

Describe: the perfect day.

...Detail is preferable, but entirely voluntary.

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audio;

[namesnotprowl]

[You're an odd duck, aren't you, Clu?
And well. This might be dangerous to admit, but only one person here knows him on any appreciable level. This is safe enough.]

Warm, sunny day back home, with the company of my best friend. No fighting, no nothin' else. Just me'n him, the whole day.

[I'd like 'Things I've Lost Over the Centuries' for $500 dollars, please.]

[video pinged the audio star]

[a_perfect_end]

[That's one word for it...Wait. Explain: duck. How is he a non-even verb. That's kinda weird, bro.

Errrgh, the sun, so many of them seem to value the sun.

But something else in the wording tips him off.

Quietly: ]

Fight with your best friend a lot, huh?

[He knows what that's like. Or he did.]

[london beckoned audio about money written by machines]

[namesnotprowl]

[O-ho, no. He'd done enough of that explaining thing. There are cultural libraries. Check out the sections on slang and wildlife, dear, they're fascinating~

Hey, he loved the sun while Cybertron had it. Then the Autobots kind of... teleported it back to whence it came from. Seriously the lamest.

He quirks a brow ridge at that. Or rather, his holoform quirks an eyebrow.]

Not as such. Occasional spats here and there. But there was fightin' with other parties.

[Many other parties. He only ever really got torqued off at Frenzy when the hacker spilled coffee in his glove compartment or did something else unforgivably irritating.]

[video; but the best things in life are free]

[a_perfect_end]

[Oh! No, the wildlife reference is clear, but. Slang--he has trouble separating it from natural language. They were interchangeable on the Grid for years.

Aw, come on. Why read it when you can get the executive gist from someone else? Much more efficient.

The sun? Is a problem. Don't worry, though; he's working on it...Teleporters, you say? Now, that idea's got some merit.]

Gotta do what you've gotta do. [Nod. Look at how well he understands.] Win more than you lose, huh?

[audio; not in a rich man's world they're not]

[namesnotprowl]

[If Barricade ever grows any respect for Clu, he might try explaining human eccentricities. As it is, he's had his fill of explaining human slang to non-humans. No more of that.

Oh, no no no. He will fight on this front. No other place is having their sun ripped from them on his watch.
... unless the Fallen and the Sun Harvester simultaneously drop out of the rift. Then it's debatable.]

Always have. And we tended t'win more often than not, for a while there. Things change, of course.