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The Peanut Gallery


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Musings from the peanut gallery    Mon Mar 29    Imager

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There's a ton of talk in the conference room again, dozens of alts fill the tables, Its everybody's favorites there, and Mixmaster too. Some of the cons are having quiet conversations. Lugnut's asleep. Poise is talking to some shadowy human sized figures off on one side of the table. Folly and a small blue bot are having tea. She seems quite happy with it.

Imager barges into the room like Kramer, fails to slide, and falls down.

"HAH!" Mixmaster cackles, before Imager stands up. She points to the mech, "This is why nobody likes you." Poise tilts her head, "What's wrong with your voice?" Imager glares at Brainstorm, "Brainstorm."

Everybody murmurs as this in of itself is an answer, and no further elaboration is needed.

Folly purses her hands together, "I think it is very nice." Bludgeon grunts, "I see no issue with it."

Lugnut snores.

Motormaster slams his fist down on the table, disrupting the tea cups. "Give me more Autobots to slay!"

Everybody gets mad and protests the outburst, even Outburst. Imager points at Motormaster, "HEY! We are NOT spilling the tea here."

Folly wiggles her feet in her high chair, as she cleans up the mess, "Does anyone else want any tea?" There's a murmur of approval.

The small blue bot gets up, "Allow me to serve." "Thank you Saber."

Star Saber's brainmaster form serves tea. Everyone has doilies, tea and a few cookies now and is VERY refined. Pinkies out. Poise looks at the tea cup thats as tall as her and shrugs, then climbs into it. "Its got to be like a hot tub." She gets into it, and winces, "That was a mistake."

Imager scowls at Lugnut. "LUGNUT! Wake up and drink your tea."

Lugnut rouses "FOR LORD MEGAT....ER....UHM...I DON'T WANT ANY TEA." Imager scowls, and points, " Drink...your..." Miasma cover's Folly's ears. " damn. tea!" Lugnut scowls and picks up the teacup with his clamps. She continues scowling, "Hey, we're not savages here!" Tomorrow blinks, possibly insulted. " PINKIES OUT."

Lugnut looks at his hand, the two big clamps, "ERM...I...I DO NOT THINK THAT...."

Everyone yells at Lugnut for being gauche. Datapads go flying, pelting him from all over the table. Bludgeon takes a refined sip and gets some approving claps.

Poise climbs out of the tea, "I need a radiation bath, I forgot it was energon tea. Why are we here? What's the big news?"

Imager blinks, "There's no news. Can't a femme have time with her friends and Mixmaster?" Miasma hisses, "I was in the middle of some very important work!" Mixmaster follows, "As was I!" Everyone calls Mixmaster out on his lie, nobody believes him. Lugnut drops his tea. Everyone gets mad at that too, and more datapads are thrown around.

Cut away to Tomorrow's reaction shot, and then her in the 'interview room' Office style. "Beast Tribes starts up again tomorrow!" She gives a little victory sign with ^^ eyes.

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The Peanut Gallery - Feb           Mon Feb 21    Imager

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       So once again there's a board meeting with all of the characters. Miasma, Mixmaster, Poise, Motormaster, etc. Imager's running late, as she's been turned into a dinosaur. You know, the ole mid-life dinocrisis, who hasn't been there?

Poise seems pretty pleased with herself as she sits on her little human sized chair. "Everyone really liked Nebulos RP! After a few months, we'll probably be going back there." Miasma does her best Vader impression, "And are you coming back to Earth too?" Poise shrugs, "I mean probably because there's no other Joes fielded." Ratcatcher stares unnervingly at Poise, Poise is unnerved.

       The door breaks open as the head of an anklyosaur batters it down. She proceeds to try to get inside, despite being too wide. Mixmaster waves his hands, "Whoa! Stop! Stop! You're too big." Spitze ignores him and starts breaking part of the door. Motormaster laughs. Everyone starts yelling at Spitze. "Transform! Just Transform!" "Look, you wrecked the door!" "Don't get her attention, she'll probably eat you."

Spitze assumes the spot at the podium, and with a bit of balance issues, she stands up, and puts her front paws on the podium majestically.

The entire crowd hushes down as Spitze surveys the room.

"Me. Spitze."

There's no response.

Ratbat sighs, " We are NOT going to have a good character meeting like this. Brainstorm, do the thing." Brainstorm leaps up onto the table, and starts dancing. Ratbat puts a claw over his face, "The OTHER thing." Brainstorm withdraws a remote control, "Can do! ZAP!" Poise looks up at him, after being spilled from her chair, "Did...Did you just say ZAP?" Miasma waves her hand, "Its best not to ask."

Spitze splits into Spitze and Imager. Imager blinks "Whoa, how long was I out, doc?"

Someone throws a datapad at her.

Imager flinches, "Alright alright, geeze. So uh, first order of business. Bludgeon's been...well, he's been let go." There's cries of disapproval and waving of hands as people object. Imager placates, "He's totally cool, its just that well, my...chakra thingies weren't feelin it right now, so there's still team brute squad, Motormaster, Lugnut....Mixmaster." Mixmaster starts to smile, but everyone laughs at him. Mixmaster crosses his arms and sulks. "Second Order is that I'll probably be doing light RP for the next bit, you know, fights, SCS stuff, things to help support the other TPstaffers. I hope to get back to wednesday night fights and stuff." There's a lot of approval there, even some polite clapping. Everyone stops and looks over to see Folly is the one clapping. She stops.

"And last order of business...." She gestures to the side where there was a dark corner, Tomorrow steps out from it. "You all know Tomorrow, from my ill-fated Beast Tribes game." There's some light acknowledgement as Tomorrow waves. Imager sighs, "Sooooo I sorta screwed the pooch on that one." Mixmaster makes a face. "Not literally, Mix. Anyway, the entire plot was kinda hard to understand. I get that, and I hear ya. I spent a lot of time worldbuilding, and well, its sorta hard to tell that sort of story. BUT. What I decided is that I love that world still, and I think we can still tell stories there. Just maybe not big ole epics. We'll keep with the concept. Characters all wake up in new forms, they learned what they've learned about the world. but we won't have a big overarching plot. It'll be light RP. Probably not even scheduled. Just light RP for anyone that is interested. Might tell some new stories there, might learn something about yourselves. Anyway, iffin you're interested, I'll make mention of it from time to time. Apocalypse Universe too! Any questions?"

Everyone looks around, Spitze climbs up onto the table, toppling it over onto the Decepticons, "Me Spitze?" Imager takes a moment, then nods, "Yeah, you're Spitze." Spitze seems pleased.

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