Zone drop [Open]

[singularitymods]

who ; Station residents
what ; Unexpected detours and species swapping shenanigans
where ; Garden Zone 1
when ; May 20-27
Note; Characters do not have to be species swapped to participate. Feel like playing the straight man? Go for it. This post is open for any kind of threads. Feel free to slap [open] or [closed] at the top of new threads and

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Ank, Ank, I'mma Tank.

[dug_the_dog]

[Dug did not know what was going on, but he was very confused. He tried to whine and his collar sounded very strange. Not like Alpha's collar, no. He sounded very deep. Maybe he had broken it in the opposite way.

Dug sat and considered how to fix this.

He had yet to notice that he was no longer a dog, but rather a very large robot disguised as a vehicle of war.]

yeaaaaaaaaah

[notsoloyal]

[It's not everyday your dog becomes a tank. It's not everyday anything organic suddenly becomes a tank or any other kind of war machine. It was also not everyday that a tank began whining. Not in that sense at least.

So of course Shockwave - gone from human form to troll form - had to go over and touch it. If it was a fellow Cybertronian it would understand, and likely be a Decepticon.]

FFFLATE.

[dug_the_dog]

[Dug started slightly as something very small touched him. Were he a dog, this would have involved jumping, as he was currently a tank, it...still involved jumping but was considerably less graceful and more dangerous. At least his maximum jumping capability had been reduced to a scant few inches.

He came down against the concrete with a heavy boom, one that he didn't notice, and the main gun swiveled as he turned to look for what had poked him. There was a small grey person. They did not smell like anything...but they looked like someone that he should know. Someone...hm.

Dug stared for a long time.

A very long time.

It was unfortunate he could not perceive color or he might have been able to guess. Instead, he went with an old standby:]

HI THERE, PERSON WHO DOES NOT SMELL LIKE THINGS.

YOU ARE VERY SMALL.

[It was somewhat less adorable given his current size and voice.]

THERE'S NO SUCH THING

[notsoloyal]

[Jumping tank. JUMPING TANK GET OUT OF THE WAY! Frag that was not something he had been expecting at all. Shockwave wobbled as Dug hit the pavement.

And then he stared back.

Primus, no.

There was no way.]

...

Dug? ... It is me, Logan.

[That could not be the lovable little canine...]

♥

[dug_the_dog]

[Dug's turret rotated just slightly. Tilting his head didn't do much and Dug let out a wheeze of a whine...or as close as a tank could get to a wheeze of a whine.]

YOU DO NOT LOOK THE SAME, LOGAN. YOU ARE VERY SMALL. DOES BEING SMALL MAKE YOU LOOK NOT THE SAME. BEING VERY BIG MAKES YOU NOT LOOK THE SAME. IT IS STRANGE.

[notsoloyal]

... I am not small. Well, I am shorter as a troll for some reason. But that is not the point. Dug. You are a tank.

You are huge... You are not going to fit in the apartment this way.

[He very quietly pats the tanks treads.]

This is... interesting. Curious that you would become a Cybertronian. Something I should look into.