[video]

[trashbot]

[A video feed pops on to a very robotic looking face. Not the same kind of robotic as the natives, but still very not human. Tailgate gives the camera a wave.]

Hey everyone! I realized the other day that this is the first time I've ever lived on my own. It was kind of fun at first, but now that the novelty has worn off, it's actually pretty boring. So I was wondering if anyone wanted to be roommates?

I'm sure a lot of you are thinking "but I've already settled in to the place I found", but I have a list of qualifications that might change your mind.

[He holds up a fingers for each point he makes.]

Firstly, I will never eat your food. Because I literally can't. Second, I won't hog the bathroom. I'm not even sure what it's used for, but I've heard you organics value your time in there.

If just that isn't enough to change your mind, I can also reach high places because I'm very tall. Fourth, I can turn into a car. If you ever need something, I can go get it way faster than you could by just walking. And fifth, I love movies, so we could have lots of movie nights! If... they have movies here. I haven't actually checked come to think of it...

[He pauses for a moment.]

I probably should have started with this but my name's Tailgate, by the way. I don't mind moving in somewhere, but if you want to move in where I'm living now, we, uh, might need new furniture.

[It's not his fault that the sofa and chairs in the living area were not made for the weight of a Cybertronian.]

Anyways, if you're interested in being roommates, let me know!


((OOC: Obviously not everyone can have Tailgate for a roommate as much as they want to, so let me know if you do really want to move in with this disaster. Pretty sure Natasha is going to be one roommate, so that leaves three open slots.))

Comments

[heron]

I know what books are.

So there are sounds and voices in this story?

[trashbot]

Phew, that's good.

Yeah, there's sound, voices, and it's all moving pictures. They try to make it look as much like real life as possible. And there's all different kinds - action, romance, comedy, even just movies to learn about new things. So there's something for everyone to enjoy!

[heron]

[ hmm. interesting. ]

What would you recommend?

[trashbot]

Hmm... I think I like action, or comedy the best, but honestly just getting to hang out with friends made anything fun to watch.

What kind of books do you like? I'll try and find a movie that's similar to that.

[heron]

I mostly read books for my education. Politics and so forth.

Though I did enjoy stories on heroes.

[trashbot]

Heroes? Perfect, there's lots of movies like that.

Or... there were where I'm from. But I can't image that kind of thing wouldn't be popular with a population who has gods that are real and trying to save the world.

[heron]

Gods have their heroes, from what I recall.

We have a goddess on our world.

[trashbot]

Yeah, there's always the chosen hero who saves the day in those kind of stories. I like those.

Really? Have you met her? Or just heard about her?

[He doesn't mean that in an insulting way, he's just curious.]

[heron]

I only know of the stories. Long ago, she was the creator goddess. The new dawn. But the descendants of the world started wars and she flooded the world, save for one.

[trashbot]

Oh... well that's a depressing story.

[Your goddess sounds like a bit of a jerk. He has the sense not to say that outloud at least, but damn. Flooding the world was kind of harsh.]

[heron]

[ he shakes his head. ]

It was by accident. After that, she slumbered to prevent such a tragedy from happening again. As herons, we are closest to the goddess, though we hold no divinity ourselves.

[trashbot]

How do you flood a world on accident? Like I set a room on fire by accident, but that was just one room. A whole world seems kind of intense for an accident...

What's a heron?

[heron]

Goddesses are stronger by nature.

A heron is . . . a kind of bird. An animal.

[trashbot]

I guess... I just can't wrap my head around causing an accident that big.

[Thankfully Tailgate does not know that when he time traveled to the past and demanded a curly straw in his drink there, it set off a chain reaction that caused a four million year war between Cybertronians.]

A bird? I don't think I've ever seen one of those. What do they look like?

[heron]

[ reyson shouldn't be surprised, but it is startling in its own right. ]

Ah, it's a large avian creature. With talons, a beak and large wings.

I can change into one if you wish to see.

[trashbot]

You can transform??

[The blue light of Tailgate's optics goes wide. He's already forgotten about the whole goddess thing.]

I've never seen an organic that can transform! I'd love to see that! Er, if you don't mind. Please?

1/2

[heron]

[ he hadn't expected that to be a big deal but okay. ]

Certainly?

[heron]

[ and reyson shifts into a large heron, flapping his wings and crooning. ]

[trashbot]

Wow... That's awesome.

[Look, he's never seen a bird before, and he's never heard of anything not mechanical that can transform itself. It's pretty amazing.]

[heron]

[ reyson changes back in the blink of an eye. ]

Is it? I know it's very uncommon.

[trashbot]

It's super awesome! Cybertronians can change form, but that's because our bodies can shift around. That was more like you were something totally different!

[heron]

Your bodies . . . shift?

[ sounds kind of nightmarish. ]