I'm losing my patience, I just came here to bounce
Bayverse Maggie Madsen
*it’s just past noon on laundry day, which means it’s time for the analyst to collect her dried clothes and sheets from the line she set up just off the back deck of the Shack. on her way over, basket on hip, a ping sounds from the cellphone in her back pocket. with her free hand she fishes it out and reads the prompt on-screen.*
Love, is it worth it?
*she gives the device an incredulous look, sighs, and puts her empty basket down before setting her phone up to record and broadcast audio onto one of the Nexus’s public channels. whenever she logs these things she tries to keep her responses genuine and unrehearsed. with work to be done she doesn’t have time to run back inside to do a video response.*
Is love worth it? If you can find it and hold onto it... then sure I guess. *she’s reminded of the bonding ceremony of Jazz and Prowl, among other things.* Even in a place like this, I’ve seen it work.
That being said, I think love-love, the kind that really lasts? It’s probably rarer around here than a lot of us would like to admit. Prove me wrong, Nexus, I’m just calling it like I see it.
It’s especially true for humans. Or ‘squishies’ as an old prompt I’ve been ignoring for awhile now has labelled us. Because there’s a fair and balanced term. Semantics aside, prospects are slim at best and the... alternatives, uhm, aren’t realistic long term solutions by any means. I don’t really know if there is a long term solution. Love needs to, you know, actually be attainable first before being worth it or not.
(ooc: open post? yeah sure, why not :3)
*it’s just past noon on laundry day, which means it’s time for the analyst to collect her dried clothes and sheets from the line she set up just off the back deck of the Shack. on her way over, basket on hip, a ping sounds from the cellphone in her back pocket. with her free hand she fishes it out and reads the prompt on-screen.*
Love, is it worth it?
*she gives the device an incredulous look, sighs, and puts her empty basket down before setting her phone up to record and broadcast audio onto one of the Nexus’s public channels. whenever she logs these things she tries to keep her responses genuine and unrehearsed. with work to be done she doesn’t have time to run back inside to do a video response.*
Is love worth it? If you can find it and hold onto it... then sure I guess. *she’s reminded of the bonding ceremony of Jazz and Prowl, among other things.* Even in a place like this, I’ve seen it work.
That being said, I think love-love, the kind that really lasts? It’s probably rarer around here than a lot of us would like to admit. Prove me wrong, Nexus, I’m just calling it like I see it.
It’s especially true for humans. Or ‘squishies’ as an old prompt I’ve been ignoring for awhile now has labelled us. Because there’s a fair and balanced term. Semantics aside, prospects are slim at best and the... alternatives, uhm, aren’t realistic long term solutions by any means. I don’t really know if there is a long term solution. Love needs to, you know, actually be attainable first before being worth it or not.
(ooc: open post? yeah sure, why not :3)