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WHO: Blurr and Stampy!
WHAT: Bluebot and Bunnybot run into each other while doing their jobs. :D
WHERE: Somewhere in the city. Randomly.
WHEN: derp derp anytime?
Blurr had settled somewhat uncomfortably into his new life in the city. He'd found a residence, found a job, and was trying to take the major step down in circumstances in stride. It's what an Autobot would do, right?
He was still extremely jumpy, but the courier company that had hired him accepted him anyway on the basis of his speed, which was terribly impressive. Still the fastest thing on wheels, which was definitely a point of pride for him, much more so now that he'd challeneged the Jet twins to a race, though they had yet to determine the logistics for it, considering that he was a groundpounder and they were fliers. Still, he looked forward to it, a bright point in his otherwise dreary and repetitive existence.
Lost in internal processes, he took corners and dodged around other traffic without a glance at the 'bots he was avoiding. They were so slow it was faster and more efficient to simply zip around them rather than acknowlege their existence. And it helped to keep him calm, too.
WHAT: Bluebot and Bunnybot run into each other while doing their jobs. :D
WHERE: Somewhere in the city. Randomly.
WHEN: derp derp anytime?
Blurr had settled somewhat uncomfortably into his new life in the city. He'd found a residence, found a job, and was trying to take the major step down in circumstances in stride. It's what an Autobot would do, right?
He was still extremely jumpy, but the courier company that had hired him accepted him anyway on the basis of his speed, which was terribly impressive. Still the fastest thing on wheels, which was definitely a point of pride for him, much more so now that he'd challeneged the Jet twins to a race, though they had yet to determine the logistics for it, considering that he was a groundpounder and they were fliers. Still, he looked forward to it, a bright point in his otherwise dreary and repetitive existence.
Lost in internal processes, he took corners and dodged around other traffic without a glance at the 'bots he was avoiding. They were so slow it was faster and more efficient to simply zip around them rather than acknowlege their existence. And it helped to keep him calm, too.