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Post by Sam Witwicky on Aug 6, 2009 4:08:42 GMT -5
Sam turned to Monica. "Hello, nice to meet you." he replied cheerfully nodding at her with a brief smile. "I'm Sam Witwicky. I met Chris at my girlfriend's shop. We've been pretty good friends since. How long have you known him?" he asked, casually tucking his hands into his jean pockets and glanced around at the others warily.
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Post by skids on Aug 6, 2009 4:27:51 GMT -5
After finally having found the refrigerator, Skids put the cake inside and came back to mingle with the rest of the party group. With his regular hand, he grabbed a cup and filled it with some Energon. After taking a swig, he moved over beside Bumblebee, putting himself next to Chris, albeit lower due to his height compared to the yellow Autobot.
"'Sup Bumblebee?" he asked. He knew the yellow 'bot's voice module was still in the works, but there was always his plethora of music and movie quotes which he communicated with just fine. He held out his oversized hand in a fist towards Bumblebee. "C'mon, gimme some knucks."
It was then that he noticed a few other newcomers. Namely Hammerfist, Sam, and Monica. He gave a whistle of approval before leaning over to talk to Chris. "Daaaaamn. She fine." he said in relation to Monica followed by a nod to himself. "Yo Chris. Dat your girl over there? You best say yes." he said.
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Post by Bumblebee on Aug 6, 2009 9:13:21 GMT -5
Bumblebee waved at Hammerfist before playing out a sound clip for David and then Sam. He suddenly felt as if the whole family was safe and sound, for awhile at least, and he shifted a little. He looked over at Skids and played out a maraid of greetings before taking the opposite hand to punch Skids's other fist in greeting.
He actually was feeling a bit more watchful today then not. Of course, at Skids comment about Chris's girlfriend, he gave the other bot a look that could suggest that this was a bad topic of discussion before shrugging his off shoulder and shook his head a little.
He would let Chris deal with it.
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Post by Optimus Prime on Aug 6, 2009 21:10:56 GMT -5
Optimus let out what was close to a sigh and took the drink from Ratchet. "Guess your right." The Autobot leader downed it in few gulps, and placed the empty cup back on the table, not bothering to refill it or throw it away. He'd get a drink later more than likely.
As his other son, David arrived, Optimus acknowledged his arrival with a nod in his direction, and Sam got the same greeting. The red and blue transformer leaned against the wall, taking advantage of the party nature that was in the air to allow his mind ease from the pressing issues that had been gnawing on him in a way that not even he or Ratchet could will away unless dealt with face to face. |
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Post by Christopher Prime on Aug 6, 2009 21:15:17 GMT -5
"Hey David, hey Sam." Chris nodded at both of them from Bumblebee's shoulder, his attention turned to Skids at his comment. "Yep that's Monica Skids." He then added "I wouldn't whistle like that again, or you may wake up to an unpleasent surprise." He commented "I wouldn't do anything but believe me, she would."
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Post by Monica Summers on Aug 6, 2009 22:09:40 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you too Sam, I'm Monica, Chris' girlfriend. I've known Chris since we were little." Monica replied with a friendly smile. Hearing the whistle, her face dropped the smile and added a glare. She turned in the direction of the sound. She watched as the green bot spoke. At this point, it didn't matter to her that the person she was about to go off on was an estimated 15-foot robot. "Excuse me, what did you just say?" she said to Skids, practically spitting fire. She was pissed off to say the least. A devious smile came across her face when she heard what Chris said. He knew her very well. It was good that he forewarned the bot about her rath.
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Post by Sam Witwicky on Aug 6, 2009 22:41:00 GMT -5
Sam laughed nervously when the subject was changed as Skids arrived. He nodded back at Optimus in greeting before turning his attention back to Skids and Monica, who was definitely growing more irritable by the second. Mikaela's wrath could be pretty scary too, and the last thing he needed was to have her show up and Skids or Wheelie make some kind of comment about her. It was then he noticed the tiny bot wasn't here.
Sam approached Skids and said: "I suggest you do as Bee and Chris say and change the subject."
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Post by aron on Aug 6, 2009 23:29:04 GMT -5
David took a deep breath and exhaled after his run all the way back to the base. He had to make sure his brother got the latest video game on the market that he had been look foward to for month. He had waited for hours to get it had just made it back. After he managed to catch his breath he shot Monica a charming Prime smile. The same smile that Chris would shoot. After all they were brothers and had many things in commen.
Hey Monica, whats up.
Before he got an answer though he heard Skids make that comment and David just took a step back. He knew to stay out of Monica's way when she got mad. Her temper made her every bit as dangerous as Chris was. In fact David would rather fight Chris than he would Monica when she got challenged.
He then looked over at his father and saw his father give him a small nod in his direction. It was not exactaly a hug or anything but at least he was getting closer to the side of his heritage he did not really remember.
He then looked over and saw Sam and that was another old friend of theres.
Hey sam, glad you could come
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Post by skids on Aug 7, 2009 2:57:19 GMT -5
"Woah, woah...easy now." said Skids as he raised his hands up in front of his chest. "I ain't lookin' for trouble." he added. He was thoroughly confused. Didn't he speak low enough? How did she hear him? And why was she getting mad over a compliment of all things?
"I wad'nt aware dat was a touchy subject." he said, still in a cautious gesture. "So how's about we shake hands and pretend that dis never happened?" he asked. He wasn't sure how well he could diffuse the situation though. He just hoped for the best.
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Post by Monica Summers on Aug 7, 2009 17:13:49 GMT -5
Monica was full throttle on the anger. She didn't want to make a big scene or something, but she couldn't calm down just yet. Him trying to calm her down didn't help what she was trying to do herself. She didn't really care for people trying to handle her temper because well, it ended up making it flare more. "You might not have been looking for it, but you sure found it." she replied. She gave a soft chuckle seeing his confusion. Even if she hadn't heard him speak, she would've heard the whistle and that was enough to set her off. She rolled her eyes at the 'touchy subject ' comment. Why did some guys, just not get that some girls were offended by comments like that? When he asked to shake on it and put it aside she simply crossed her arms and looked him straight in the optics. Her eyes seemed to say "Not gonna happen." She wasn't giving him an easy way out.
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Post by Sam Witwicky on Aug 7, 2009 17:28:48 GMT -5
Sam sighed at seeing Monica fire up, feeling a little awkward. Yep, she reminded him of how Mikaela sometimes acted around Wheelie when the little bot took things too far. Only Monica was facing off with a robot more than twice her size. He side stepped nervously over to David and nodded at him in response to the greeting.
"Thanks David, nice to see you again. How have you been?"
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Post by hammerfist on Aug 7, 2009 22:40:26 GMT -5
Hammerfist sighed as he watched Skids receive a tongue-lashing from Monica. He only put himself on Skids's side on the account that it was an honest mistake, and that he was attempting to make both parties happy. That of which was not working, and unless he were mistaken, the look on Monica's face was testament to the fact that she was going to make this into sort of a grudge. Hammerfist wasn't one to hold grudges over petty happenings such as this, and thought them unhealthy as well. On top of the fact that the green Autobot's diplomacy skills were less than perfect, he took it upon himself to enter the fray and "rescue" him.
"Hey Skids. Can you come here to help me get Chris's other gift?" He asked.
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Post by kena78753 on Aug 9, 2009 4:32:40 GMT -5
--Fails at being on time--
And so it was his borthday. Epps had already seen Chris in teh begining of the day, but now, now was party tim!. Epps had suited himself up quite nicely, a clean white tux, white slack, white shoes, anda green button up underneath the jacket, which was open. A green hat with a white wtripe going around it was set atop his head, his 'Pimp Hat' as he would call it. He hadn't been to a party in a while, and was used to getting dressed up for aoccasions. He entered at a brisk walk, holding none other than a plastic cup of patrone in one hand. He smiled his genuwine smile as he entered and easily moved towards Chris. "I see me and Lennox are the onyl ones erally dressed for the occasion." He said with a chuckle. He nodded towards Skids and the other bots, gladly making himself comfortable in a oh-so-wonderful swivel chair he had found.
ooc:Swiveeeelllll!!
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Post by Bumblebee on Aug 9, 2009 14:46:37 GMT -5
Bumblebee was just glad the fight was over and played, "R-E-S-P-E-C-T!"
He held his hand up to Chris, offering him a ride down to Monica, or until Chris suggested bringing Monica up. He was flexible about it. "Your carraige awaits," he teased Chris, with a small grin and waited patiently.
Either suggestion or ride down worked for Bee. He could be flexible.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Aug 9, 2009 14:51:38 GMT -5
Chris grinned lightly, but looked down at Monica. He was thinking of the latter of Bee's thoughts. For the sheer fact she was going to hurt herself if she was on the floor doing this much longer. "Bee, you may want to bring Monica up if that's ok with you... Before she hurts herself or Skids." He whispered, then joked "I'm more worried about the latter's safety personally knowing my girlfriend."
"Yo Epps!" Chris called out from atop Bumblebee's shoulder. He leaned and almost fell off, but was quick to lach onto his shoulder and pull himself back up.
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