8th Shot Fired [video]

[oneeyedterror]

[Look, it's everyone's favourite one eyed 12 year old girl who is actually a 4 million year old robot dude!

... and it looks like as he's talking to you all? Jetstream is braiding his hair, and it doesn't look like Whirl is stopping the digimon.]

Look, I kinda get that humans don't live too long and all that scrap. But you guys make up a lot of frikking reasons to have parties. And some of them are really silly, [Jetstream sort of tugs on his hair, which gets an ow.] no offense to like. Roze and her year party.

[Cause he likes Roze, but everyone else?]

Like "birthdays". Just have a frikking party because you want to, really.

[Another hair yank followed by another ow, and a huff.]

Or just think of something frikking better to celebrate.

[And then he adds, as almost like an after thought.]

Oh yeah and that annoying slagheap Misfire doesn't seem to be here anymore. Frikking pity, really.

Comments

[justpretending]

What do you think I should call him?

[oneeyedterror]

[Slow blink. Why this question? Whirl just laughs.]

Don't know, and really it's probably better if you think up the name yourself. Then it has more meaning.

[justpretending]

But it's hard.

[Is that a slight whine to her voice? Just a little of one.]

[oneeyedterror]

A lot of scrap is hard. But when you frikking do it yourself it's a hell of a lot better than having someone else do it for you.

[Whirl doesn't have time for whiners, missy.]

[justpretending]

Okaaaay.

[Sophia half-mumbles in defeat.]

[oneeyedterror]

[Ha... wait, was Whirl just kind of a responsible adult.

Did hell freeze over?]

Good, and I'm sure you'll come up with something great.

[justpretending]

[Well, she does come from a world that's going through a zombie apocalypse so.]

You'll tell me if I name him something stupid, right?

[oneeyedterror]

Sure, although I've heard some awful names in my time so I doubt you'll come up with anything that bad.

[justpretending]

Can we play sometime? Please? Since you're really a robot, I can teach you about Christmas stuff, they don't have Christmas for robots, right? I'll teach you about hot chocolate.

[oneeyedterror]

... Uh. Sure we can play, I guess.

And no, at least not on Cybertron and I never went to Earth so. Yeah, we don't have that.

[justpretending]

They better have it here. I'll show you. It's very good. I'll teach you a lot of stuff.

[Says the eight-year-old in excitement.]

[oneeyedterror]

Okay, kid.

[While the four million-year-old is kinda awkward on his end, but laughs a bit.]