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Post by Mudflap on Dec 3, 2009 16:17:50 GMT -5
"I have no idea what that would sound like, I bet it's pretty unique."Several years ago, Mudflap didn't fully understand why some kids thought drinking alcohol was fun. A bit later, he compared it to the High Grade Energon he and Skids used to try to steal, and Ratchet often scolded them for it. He said it wasn't used to consume whenever you wanted to get a buzz. It was used for when you REALLY needed the Energy or perhaps, if not overused, a stress reliever. Even Ratchet hardly ever consumed High Grade Energon because he didn't like being under the influence. Mudflap himself didn't really care except every now and then was kind of fun. He remembered one time recently at NEST when he got so so 'hyped up' that he threw the empty canisters at Ratchet's med bays coutning down from 99 singing 99 Bottles of Beer, and later competed with Vicky in a burpig contest and managed to sing almost half the phonetic alphabet by burping. That was...fun.
Mudflap clapped after watching Krow kick off some more moves."Looks like you gotta lot of free time. Eh, I'm one ta talk though."he admitted with a guilty grin. Nah, he decided he still wasn't going to try and stop her. He just hoped a cop didn't come cruising through the neighborhood. It wasn't that late yet, so the bot was sure no neighbors would get angry hearing their music. "Well dang, now you have my wanting to take my holoform to a rave or something. I haven't been to one in a while, and my son doesn't fancy them too much yet I don't think...haven't asked."he shrugged. Head bopping to the beat for a bit, he bounced into a spin, alternating his arms around his legs so he could continue the movemenent, and then kicked off the ground into a one armed handstand before flipping over in an arc into a ballerina-type spin for about three seconds. He stopped almost on a dime and did a random 'Jumpstyle' dance for a minute before he spun in a half circle for a right side kick, pushing himself in the air to do a spinning back round house kick. With a light thump, he planted both feet on the ground, hopping around in jumpstyle again for a bit.
Now being in his form, the reception for music wasn't that great, and now all that was playing was whatever was on Krow's ipod stereo.
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Post by Krow Falcon on Dec 3, 2009 17:21:01 GMT -5
"Yeah Unigue is right. It sounded like a mix of Hip Hop and Punk Rock. It sounded great." Krow said remembering the time she turned up all the way until the house shook. Her neighbours had called the cops on her but her brother had taken care of it while she was confined to her room. Her brother was a pain but at least he didn't lie to her like som many other people had. She stopped dateing when she was still in grade school because a guy had told a rumor that she was a slut and when he tried to touch her boob she had put him in a Coma, in her defense she thought he deserved it.
Krow laugehd a little before takeing a sip of her new beer. "I have way to much free time. It sucks some days when the only thing to do is stare at the ceiling. The only time I get let out is when my Brothers away. He's waaaaay to over protective." Krow said listening as her iPod began to play the Numb Encore Remix' it was a Linkin park song that featured f Jay-Z, Eminem and 50 Cent. It was one of her faveorite remixs. "I'll go with you to a rave, and you should talk to your son. You may learn a lot more than you already know." She said takeing another sip of her beer before putting it down. She felt the beat of the song and realising it was slower did a couple slower moves before freezing and restarting again. She moved her hips before doing a one handed cartwheel and landed on her feet. She stumbled a bit but regained her balance.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Dec 3, 2009 18:59:17 GMT -5
Left, right! Left, right! Ahead!
Left, right! The master's degree is going!
Right, left!
Cynthia was in the excellent humour. Straight out she was embraced with euphoria and happiness. She tottered lightly, gladly of madman on the face. Every two steps bounced and moved in place. Slightly hoarse voice exclaimed believes her 'songs' . In her right hand holding a black briefcase with the documents. She shook her head with joy. Today she wanted to get drunk. Yes, get drunk, sing, dancing.
Mrs. MA!
Yes, she managed to defend the MA thesis! Yes! Master! Cynthia is still singing when finds out that she passes her former student house.
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Post by Mudflap on Dec 4, 2009 20:43:54 GMT -5
Mudflap grinned. "I think i will then! Guess ill have to find out when the next one is..." he did a random headspin and as he spun around, and noticed someone with bright red hair walking down the sidewalk, dancing around almost euphorically. She looked familiar! He'd met her while driving around these suburbs before...Her name was...Cynthia, or something like that. "Hey! I think I know you!"Mudflap declared, obviously distracted as he pointed at Cynthia dancing/singing by.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Dec 5, 2009 9:30:55 GMT -5
Cynthia turned in the place, with dance step, and after a moment stopped. She rejected red hair through the shoulder and she started listening closely. She turned the head. Still humming quietly under the nose, she started expecting the person which called her. She smiled widely, when she noticed small, orange Autobot. She started waving the hand to his side. - And I remember you! - She laughed and she ran in their direction. - Hi, cutie. - She said hello and then again she giggled. This way she didn't have the jollity for ages.
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Post by Krow Falcon on Dec 6, 2009 9:35:39 GMT -5
Krow saw a bobble of Orange hair come up to them and she smiled. When she saw that Mudflap recognized her she laughed a little. "Hello." Katherine said Doing her version of a bow which involved hand gestures. She kind of recognized the red haired woman kind of didn't. She knew she had seen her somewhere before but couldn't remember where. "Welcome to the part! My names Krow." She said holding out the hand that wasn't holding a beer. Manners were important and she wasn't going to abandon them now. She was very curious as to where she recognized the gril from but her mind wouldn't let her rememebr instead after shakeing hands she ran back into the garage and grabbed a beer for her. "Here." She siad holding out the beer
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Post by Mudflap on Dec 6, 2009 9:52:10 GMT -5
Cynthia was quite easy to recognize. Mudflap still thought her hair was cool. He grinned a bit sheepishly and waved back--but of course he was still confident-he just hadn't been expected to be called 'cute'."I'm glad I wasn't forgotten! How've you been Cynthia?"he asked, before doing a back flip and then dropped into a random head spin a bit, clapping to the beat as he did for just two seconds or so.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Dec 6, 2009 10:04:37 GMT -5
Cynthia got hold of the cold beer and she opened the can. She drank a few sips. - Littlel Miss Krow. How many years did it pass? Perhaps, you don't remember, but I taught you a few years ago. Most probably therefore, I seems familiar to you. - Cynthia then again drank. - Everything is in best order. Things couldn't be better. - She put the metal tin of land. She hed bowed low and she giggled loud. - Before you a master's degree is standing... I defended a master's thesis today! - She said with pride and she started jumping up joyfully, as the small child.
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