DATING SIM MEME

[still-strike.livejournal.com]

THE DATING SIM MEME

&heartsEach thread-starter is the protagonist of their thread.&hearts
&heartsEach responder should supply a list of four options for them to choose from&hearts
&heartsTwo of us will supply an example or something&hearts
&heartsYAAAAAAAAAY&hearts

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[allshock-notalk.livejournal.com]

[The cassette player Decepticon peers at Megatron, almost suspiciously in his own way. He remains silently for a moment, then drones in return.]

OPERATION: INSPECTION OF SURROUNDING AREA.
SUPPOSEDLY: BASE OF OPERATIONS FOR DECEPTICONS.
DESIGNATION REQUEST.

- PRESS A: State that you're obviously Megatron.
- PRESS B: State in REALLY BIG TEXT that you're obviously Megatron.
- PRESS C: State that you're obviously Megatron, then shoot him.
- PRESS D: J-j-j-j-jam it in!

[cybertronismine.livejournal.com]

I am Megatron.

[allshock-notalk.livejournal.com]

...

[Whirr click. If it's possible, his optics widen. He seems baffled by this answer, then responds.]

NEGATIVE. MEGATRON: DESTROYED.
THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE.
ADDITIONALLY: YOUR VOCALIZER DOES NOT MATCH WITH MY DATA.

- PRESS A: Bitch, you know you're Megatron. Put him in his place.
- PRESS B: Explain to him the obvious: ALTERNATE UNIVERSES. DUH.
- PRESS C: Pat him condescendingly on the head. This one's a glitch. Then shoot him.
- PRESS D: J-j-j-j-jam it in!

[cybertronismine.livejournal.com]

_{[His optics narrow in a glare and then he smacks him, but good.]}

I am Megatron and you will obey me!

[allshock-notalk.livejournal.com]

[That smack feels very Megatron-like. He hits the floor, then peers up. Slowly, he stands back up, then... gets into a bow.]

LORD MEGATRON.
IT IS AN HONOR TO SERVE YOU.

- PRESS A: He still hasn't learned his lesson. SMACK HIM AGAIN.
- PRESS B: About time. Accept his loyalty.
- PRESS C: SHOOT 'EM IN THE HEAD.
- PRESS D: J-j-j-j-jam it in!

[cybertronismine.livejournal.com]

_{[Megatron hnnns.]}

Good.

[allshock-notalk.livejournal.com]

YOUR COMMAND?

- PRESS A: Bitch, rub my feet.
- PRESS B: Bitch, go spy on some Autobots.
- PRESS C: Bitch, get me tea.
- PRESS D: J-j-j-j-jam it in!

[cybertronismine.livejournal.com]

Gofind some Autobots to spy on...

[allshock-notalk.livejournal.com]

AS YOU COMMAND, LORD MEGATRON.

- PRESS A: Bring back some milk when you're done. We're out and Starscream always gets lactose free. LACTOSE FREE. THAT'S NOT REAL MILK. THE TEA TASTES AWFUL WITH LACTOSE FREE. Anyway, make sure it's whole milk.
- PRESS B: Report to me if you find unusual activity.
- PRESS C: Hope he never comes back.
- PRESS D: J-j-j-j-jam it in before he goes!

[cybertronismine.livejournal.com]

And pick up some milk while you're out. Starscream, the wretch, always gets lactose free. Disgusting. Ensure that it's whole milk.

[allshock-notalk.livejournal.com]

...
[This appears to confuse Soundwave, but he doesn't disagree. He nods.]

PURPOSE OF MILK?

- PRESS A: For TEA.
- PRESS B: For LOVE.
- PRESS C: For DELICIOUS CALCIUM.
- PRESS D: You don't want to know. That's personal.

[cybertronismine.livejournal.com]

For tea, of course.

[allshock-notalk.livejournal.com]

TEA: HUMAN DRINK.
IT IS POSSIBLE FOR YOU TO INTAKE IT?

- PRESS A: Explain how it works.
- PRESS B: You gave him an order, damn it. KICK HIM OUT ALREADY.
- PRESS C: Demonstrate for him.
- PRESS D: J-j-j-j-jam it in!