▶ ORIGINAL TEST DRIVE 2 POST IS LOCATED HERE ▶ ALL NEW TOP LEVELS SHOULD NOW BE POSTED ON TAKE 2
▶ ALL CARRIED OVER OLD TOP LEVELS SHOULD BE LINKED, NOT COPY AND PASTED
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to unprecedented high demand we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding.
As a special wedding gift from us, we have arranged for you and your new spouse to stay in one of our junior penthouses while you wait. Congratulations on your new marriage. We are so pleased you have chosen our resort for your honeymoon.
You will be notified as soon as your official reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We hope you enjoy the provided amenities and lose yourself in marital bliss. 】
EVENS
EVENS: NEW CHARACTERS
Music plays. Instrumental, the tune gentle enough not to disturb peaceful rest. The sudden insistent beep of the Watch is a cutting cacophony across an otherwise sweet lullaby. Upon opening their eyes, new arrivals will quickly discover that something is wrong. The quilt snug across their body is weighty. Crystals glint in a weave of embroidery and cotton shimmers with threads of silver. Dozens of decorative pillows surround the bed. The gauzy curtains of the canopied bed are drawn, obscuring the rest of the room.
Extravagant for a kidnapping. Too extravagent. What’s more, these new guests will find something even stranger than this new diamond-studded suite tucked into bed beside them. Someone else. Who are they, what are they wearing? What happened last night?!
Guests are encouraged to explore the resort from here! There are paper maps available for those who would like and staff are happy to recommend locations if they have any preferences. Enjoy your honeymoon, you lovebirds!
ODDS
ODDS: SPECIAL RE-ARRIVAL
Never trust a hallway in the Golden peacock.
Cross the wrong threshold and time begins to slow. A short hallway becomes long, sheds its doors, only leading to turns without end. Guests too eager to explore the resort have gotten lost before. For how long always varies, dependent upon capriciousness of the resort. Hours? Yes. Years? Yes. Every guest caught in the winding hallways has reported the same thing: time is different there and too difficult to discern.
Some wayward guests have been caught in the endless hallways since the FIRST TDM. Weeks pass before a single doorway appears in the distance. It creaks upon opening before everything goes topsy-turvy. These guests have been let out of a trap door in the depths of Crane's Respite.
All water corridors will eventually lead back to the populated areas of Crane's Respite. The waters are warm, the scent of bath salts returns, and staff are wild with joy at finally finding all of you. They have been beside themselves searching ever since you vanished!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Because we love all of the new characters premiering on this TDM, we kindly request that our Evens prompt be top level exclusive for new characters. Current characters are encouraged to tag in to these prompts with the caveat that they’ve been picked up from their assigned suite (or wherever else they were before) and dumped into the new arrival’s bed. We would like for new characters to have this prompt unique to their top level comments!
▶ Players are welcome to have their current character riff off of these prompts in the log community with the exclusion of the new arrival element. This request is just for TDM top levels.
▶ Current characters and new characters are both welcome to freely mess around with the Odds prompt with the exclusion of the arrival element. For new characters, players may participate with the idea that their character is exploring Crane’s Respite after their unique arrival in the Evens prompt. The Odds arrival element may also be utilized by current player characters who may have been on an unofficial hiatus in January and did not tag as much as they would have liked, to explain any long IC absence.
▶ Octopi may be killed. If a character decides to eat one of the octopi they may find themselves taking on some of its traits. Which traits are up to player discretion.
ELEVATORS
ELEVATORS
The house has recently ordered a full changeout of art in all high traffic areas. The elevators in particular have received special attention with many different famous artworks and portraits studded to the walls for guests to admire. These artworks are treasures of the modern world that one would typically see behind glass at a museum. Guests may even find works from their own world hanging in the elevators. Even famous works that maybe have been lost to time. So this is where they ended up. Is that Vermeer's The Concert?
Guests may find their elevator suddenly stopping without warning. The portraits on the wall stir, curiously studying them, but there are three main portraits calling the shots. The portrait that controls that particular elevator will make their demands known with the threat that, if they are not obeyed, you will be trapped forever.
Elevators will function after the portrait's demands are met. Guests that hold out and refuse may find themselves trapped upwards of twelve hours. Guests with the ability to do so may crawl out of the top emergency door, free to go wherever they want from there.
GREAT TIT!
GREAT TIT!
Great Tit! is the Golden Peacock’s popular dessert bar and cafe. With its bright pops of color and whimsical treats, guests simply can’t resist stopping in for a butt shaped cookie and hazelnut coffee. After catching wind that the resort has decided to celebrate a dessert shop's most lucrative holiday, Great Tit! is ready to impress the masses. Advertisements for limited edition drinks and desserts rain the main lobby; one can’t go three steps without slipping on a neon pink coupon for 10 percent off nipple buns. Guests that decide to pass by the cafe will find themselves assaulted with confetti cannons and eager employees ushering them inside.
Guests will find a temporary communal shower room upon exiting Great Tit! where they can wash off after a fun day of rolling around in sugar. All guests will be gifted a tee branded with a, CHOCOLATE IS MY LOVER logo.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ This portraits prompt has been triggered by several characters expressing interest in and investigating the lore of the resort paintings. This is just dipping a beginning toe in, but congrats to all for poking around!
▶ Portraits in the elevator should not be destroyed, purely for continuity’s sake. If a character would go far enough to attack one of the portraits, the portrait will slap them back with ghostly power.
▶ Characters may also figure other ways out of the elevator if they have specific abilities to do so. While the portraits can control the elevators, they cannot control your character(s). Any destruction to the elevator itself is liable to result in a rush of security dragging the culprit(s) away to the Iron Net.
▶ Great Tit! is running a massive sale! Even characters who are on the broke end of the spectrum will be able to afford to join in on the fun and indulge in sugar at these prices.
▶ Players are encouraged to make up any other elements for the Hall of Chocolate. If it’s a dessert and edible, it’s there. Enjoy your sugar coma!
▶ While the chocolate boxes are ICly limited due to Alessandro’s skills as a chocolatier, this is only an IC mechanic. There is no OOC limitation on this prompt as far as chocolate rarity goes.
THE NEST
ALICE AND THE PARROTS
Fashion boutiques are a dime a dozen in the Nest. The shopping hub is massive, lined with stores all trying to aggressively appeal to guests. A challenge in itself — but the guests of the Golden Peacock are no ordinary people. Used to being pampered and fed excitement, if these boutiques don’t bust their bottoms to appeal to the fickle nature of their patrons, they won’t be in business for much longer! One particular boutique, Alice and the Parrots, is riding winds of romantic thrill and churning out a couple of brand new fashion lines sure to draw in loads of chips.
Guests are welcome to try on clothes in Alice and the Parrots' dressing rooms. These dressing rooms are small and can only accommodate two people sharing at a time. Such is the life of a small boutique store. Sharing is no big deal, right? And there’s no way you can buy clothing this expensive without giving it a test first.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players are encouraged to make up whatever cute outfits they would like for this prompt.
▶ Wedding clothes do not have to be cute and frilly; this section accommodates tastes of everyone.
▶ Alice and the Parrots is more expensive than Love Dove. Their clothing quality is excellent but their price tags are high. Staff may watch low ranks extra diligently to cut off any stealing. Thieves will be chased by NPC security! Anyone caught gets a day in the Iron Net.
CASINO CHAPEL
CASINO FLOOR
A Pop up Chapel has appeared in the Phoenix Casino. Guests are delighting in playing out weddings and pretending to get married — and a few guests are even tying the knot for real. They aren't worried about the sanctity of marriage; they can divorce tomorrow if they get bored of each other. And everyone knows that getting married doesn't mean you can't fuck whoever you want!
Since the resort isn't keeping track of how many marriages a guest has, all guests are encouraged to marry as many people as they would like. The more the merrier!
Wild wedding events will continue all throughout the month of February, until the guests find it's gotten stale. A divorce rush will round out the fun at the end of the month.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Weddings are not legally binding. Birdvis is not registered as a real officiant, but he does have an excellent beak and pompadour.
▶ Prizes from easy mode slot machines are automatic and do not require mod thumbs up to claim.
▶ Chip prize from difficult mode slot machines is automatic. The special prize is 5 reward points to add to your bank on rewards. Players who wish to claim the special prize should link the finished thread (the kink in question has been completed) under their rewards header with the header, Wedding Slot Machine. If you do any combination of 6/6 (finger hand lol) we ask you somehow make this sexy or involve a climax in order to claim the points.
BLANKET CW: Aphrodisiac; Compulsion; Costumes; Dubcon; Entrapment; Foodplay; Gambling; Lingerie; Matrimony; Tentacles; NSFW Images and Language; NTR; Nudity; Roleplay; Sacrilegious Themes
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's February event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Please make sure to review the arrival prompt notes! Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are priority and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread anyway!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Thank you for spending Valentine's Day with us! You're our sweetheart this year. 💕
[There's no offense at all with she said to him. If anything, Soundwave appreciates the bluntness, whether it's because someone does have the guts for it or lacking filter or self-preservation. Whatever the reason may be, he prefers bluntness.]
I suppose I should've done that, thank you. [He's taking her advice genuinely, so there's that.] I do have to correct you on one thing.
[He turns his head back to her. The blue tinge is still there (doesn't help that she actually wants to know the real him than the fake avatar), but he's ignoring it.]
I am not a robot. Careful with calling us that, as it is considered an insult. Some may not respond in kind. [Soundwave is chill on this matter.] We are living beings, just like humans. Formed naturally and not built or programmed.
[Of course, there's another method Cybertronians are created. Cold Constructed, but that's can of worm he won't be opening up today. That aside, Soundwave is certain that she has many questions about that, and he's prepared for that.]
It's my mask, and... yes, I am okay.
[But before he answers any other questions, Soundwave steps forward until he's in front of Monika. The height difference between them is clear. Astounding, really. It's not the same feeling he has when he was thirty feet tall nor does he have to crank his neck down so much, but he still he towers over Monika. This won't do at all. He'll crouch down just the same-- only this time, he isn't towering over a human.
There's a slight hesitation on his part. Then, gingerly he reaches out to take her hand, surprisingly gentle and careful as if to not hurt such a delicate hand while giving a handshake. Despite being entirely mechanical, Monika may feel that his hand is warm instead of cold as one may assumed. Like he said, he is a living being, and the warmth is made possible from the kinetic processors underneath.]
[ Her eyes widen slightly, then her gaze drops to the pavement. It's one thing to be blunt. It's another to be rude to a friend. A few emotions flit across her face, each one more unreadable than the next. Clearly, there's a lot going on in her head. He's not the only one that's always wearing a mask.
What's hiding in there, she doesn't say. She breathes out, then nods in understanding. ]
I'm sorry. I won't do it again.
[ Especially since she has no idea of what to consider herself. Sure, she's "human" now, but what was she? Is she still whatever that was supposed to be? Was she ever human before? Being in a constant state of ambiguity was weighing heavier on her mind with each passing day.
Her questions will come soon enough. For now, she needs to get over the uncomfortable feeling that comes with messing up. Being imperfect. That always stings the most.
There's a tiny gasp when she spots him coming closer in her peripheral, and she looks up just in time to see him looming above. She remains in stunned silence as he crouches down, then trembles a little once he takes her hand. Wow, warm, she does end up thinking. Nothing cold and dead. Someone warm and alive.
Something like a smile finally shows, and after the handshake, she places her other hand on top of his. ]
Thank you for being patient with me. And... [ The smile gets stronger. ] Thank you for trusting me. You didn't have to. It means a lot to me.
[The apology is unneeded, but appreciated. What he looks for is acknowledgement, but it never hurts to hear an apology. It's only a problem when someone doubled down on it... which so far he's yet to met anyone like that. Monika, despite her rude comments and behavior earlier, he can see that she is a kind soul underneath.
So much for preparing himself for getting a piece of her mind. Instead, they're having a soft moment. But, it's nice, really, knowing that he has a good friend that he can possibly rely on.
With a nod as a silent 'you're welcome', he lets go of her hand and rests his arm on his knee.]
Still, I will be using the avatar at times in the future. It's... convenient.
[For a number of reasons, not just the kind of debauchery this place encourages. Blending in, tasting new things... For now, his real form will stay in the garage. Or at least until there's a room where he'll be comfortable enough to fit inside or a bed that wouldn't break from under his weight.]
However, do not let that stop you from seeing the real me as well, if you prefer.
Orrrr you just want people to keep thinking you're sweet and adorable~
[ Sure, there's a kind soul buried in her somewhere, but she's currently an inebriated kind soul. The teasing must continue! That, and sitting down, because dizziness. She flops down and leans against his leg, since it's conveniently there. Much better. ]
I do prefer this, though, even if you're determined to keep all these fancy cars company. I don't care what you look like. I'm just happy to not be alone anymore.
[ With inebriation comes more truthfulness too, it seems. Even so, things like gender--or in this case, species--generally haven't crossed her mind as an issue. If someone cared about her, that's all that mattered. ]
Maybe you're not as grumpy as I thought you were? Just really bored. Ahaha!
[And there it is. The tsundere is back. And oh, is she resting on his leg. If Monika looks up, she'll see that Soundwave's visor and the one side of the ridge above the visor curving upwards, mildly surprised. You can't say that he isn't slightly expressive....
Normally he would mind about someone using his leg to rest, but he's a bit dizzy as well. And Monika's a friend. However, staying in this kneeling position can be a bit uncomfortable on his joints for too long.
Hopefully, Monika doesn't mind being manhandled for a bit, picking her up by the scruff of her neck, much like a cat. Soundwave sits down before setting Monika down onto his lap and lets her lean her head on his chest, if she so desires. He figures it isn't the most comfy place, since he's all metal and she's flesh, but at least he's warm? If she minds at all, he'll even tentatively rest his arm on her stomach.
And they can safely sit on the middle of the road. Nobody really comes down here and drives any one of these cars anyway.]
So you don't. I... suppose I am glad that the feeling is mutual.
[Inebriation certainly has that effect of making the truth coming out easily. Soundwave would've had trouble saying that part out loud.]
Perhaps I am bored... I cannot deny that. And you make better company than the cars anyway.
[ Monika does peer up, giggling at what she sees. ] But you areeeeee!
[ She has to slap her hand over her mouth to hold in the rest of yet another loud shriek, having remembered at the last second that it'd probably hurt his...ears? Speakers? Whatever. Point is, when you're suddenly watching the ground get further away, it's going to cause a reaction! Maybe she should've expected King Kong instead of Godzilla!!
It's amazing that he even gets her in his lap, as much as she flailed like a cat primed to destroy whoever dared to scruff it. However, once there, she goes very, very still. This is...
Slowly, she peers up again, blinking rapidly. She's in his lap. No matter who in the universe is doing such a thing, that's intimate. Sure, she feels like she's cuddling up with a car, but it's a big deal! Her heart's going a little crazy, to put it lightly, and it's not just the alcohol making her feel lightheaded anymore.
What he says doesn't help, either. Her gaze drops down as she takes a few shaky breaths. ]
Aside from the fact that you could've warned me! That's...well, it's nice to hear. [ One of her hands twitches against his chest as she curls in a little closer. For the first time ever, she's feeling something like...safe? ] I've been bored, too. And scared and alone...
[ Her eyes shut as her ear presses in against the warm metal, listening. ] I wonder. Do you have a heartbeat?
[There's definitely some level of intimacy going on. Although he's only done this so they both can be comfortable, it does hit him that this is quite intimate to do. Oh well, Monika isn't complaining, so he isn't going to bother with chaning position again when they both are comfortable. .... If he was bigger, he would've let her sit on his shoulder though.
That aside, what Monika said strikes a chord.
Scared and alone...
He can empathize with her, there. He's been there before. No one to rely on, no one to go to, being so lost. Perhaps seeing some reflections of his past self in Monika that has him also feeling... Protective of her? It's strange; he's only known her for a day, yet he can't help but feel strongly protective.
When he was alone and scared, a couple of kind souls stumbled across him and helped him get on his feet when everybody else rejected him. He could show the same kindness for someone else who is or has been terribly alone for a long time.]
Heartbeat? What is that?
[That answers that, doesn't it? He knows what a heart is, but not that. Though he lacks a heartbeat, that doesn't mean there's no sound inside hin. Monika should be able to hear a low hum of air and low pulsing energy sound inside him.
Soundwave is flushing a little seeing how peaceful Monika looks as she rests on his chest. Being lightheaded from alcohol does make him less touch aversed. Still, he won't disturb her rest, but his hand, once again with some hesitance, gently and slowly rubs his finger on her stomach.]
[ She laughs softly at his reply. ] I guess you don't. But that's okay.
[ It's nice, though, what she does hear. Completely inhuman, but definitely something full of life. That's all she's ever wanted, to feel and hear someone real and alive. This is just as calming. Just as comforting. ]
It's what I-- [ She pauses as her brain stumbles over what she intended to say. ] It's what someone with a body like mine has. My heart's always beating to keep the blood flowing, otherwise I'd be dead, ahaha.
[ That still feels wrong to say, even if it's the truth. There's a bitter taste that lingers afterward that pulls the corners of her mouth down. She didn't have a "real" heartbeat before, but she was still alive, wasn't she? Or...was she not?
Her eyes blink open with a quiet noise of surprise, then suddenly she's giggling again, her stomach squirming under his finger. ]
Heyyy, that tickles a little! [ She pokes his chest in return, though she figures it's like getting pestered by a mosquito in comparison. ] Trying to make me purr or something?
[That phrasing seems a little odd. Or maybe he's overthinking things? Either way, he learned something new about humans today. Hearing her giggles has him stop tickling her stomach. But he stays his hand on her stomach.]
I did not know you were ticklish. Do you want me to stop then?
[There's a pause as he ponders over if he should ask his next question. Then, awkwardly:]
And can I... listen to your heartbeat?
[Is that weird to ask? Though it probably isn't any weirder than putting her on his lap? Both seems pretty intimate to do. Plus, Monika listened to his "heartbeat" without asking first, so...]
I dunno. I mean...I didn't know I was ticklish either.
[ That's bringing those troublesome thoughts back. Before they can fully resurface, however, his question shoves them out into the ether. Monika lifts her head and blinks up at him, taking in a shaky breath. Talk about intimacy...
She doesn't answer immediately. She can't. There's nothing weird about it, no. Instead, it's occurring to her that she may be crossing a boundary set by her imaginary lover, the person that spurred on this whole meeting. Not only would they be upset with her sitting in an alien's lap, his hand on her stomach, but they also would not approve of anything like listening to a heartbeat!
Looking down, she swallows hard, contemplative. Who is she to deny an alien an experience they may never get otherwise? It'd be ruder not to let him! It sounds good to her tipsy mind, anyway. ]
Yeah. Sure. You'll probably have to lift me higher, though. Unless you can bend down enough...?
[ She taps her chest, right over her heart. Thinking of him hearing how fast that heart's beating only makes it thrum faster. Maybe she'll say that's a normal human heart rate if he asks? Yeah, sounds good. ]
[He did consider in his head how he's about to do this. Lift Monika up, or bend down to her chest. Both are viable options, but what is more comfortable to do? Hmmmm.]
I might just lift you up.
[A pause.]
Or I could use my holoavatar instead... Recall it here. I am still able to hear you through the avatar.
[Unless she doesn't mind having metal press against her chest while being lifted up in the air. After all, he doesn't seek to make her uncomfortable in any way.]
[ Her brow furrows as she ponders that. ] Well. Hmm.
[ She fidgets with some of her loose hair. It's nice that he's giving her options, and they both sound intriguing for different reasons. But... ]
I'm fine with whatever's easier for you. But is it weird to say I prefer this? It's a little uncomfortable maybe, but that's nothing a few pillows can't fix~ There's just something about the way you sound. It's...comforting?
[ There's a chuckle, then she shrugs before she can think too much on why she feels that way. ] It's like I told you. I like being with the real you. I don't want to make you feel like you have to rely on your avatar unless you need to, you know?
[ That might mean she's absolutely weird. Guess it's just destiny, the two of them being weird in some way. ]
Whichever you do... [ His hand gets a playful little poke. ] Remember to warn me if you're moving me around, okay?
[Soundwave is about to go with the avatar, since it'll be easier for them both. But then Monika continues talking, which makes him reconsider yet again.
She truly is weird. But he appreciates what she said. Shouldn't known what he should do, if she prefers the real him.]
I did not know I could be comforting for someone. [Except for his closest friends, nobody else had ever said that to him.]
Fine.
[He'll warn her next time before lifting her up. Gosh. That said, he doesn't need to warn her this time, as she should know it's coming. And so, Soundwave gently grasps Monika under her armpits and brings her to stand up on her feet. She doesn't need to go up high in the air. He isn't that tall anymore. Additional, Soundwave is still sitting; he'll still help to lift her up a bit, but Monika can just tiptoe on his leg and reach her chest to his head.
When it's close enough, Soundwave tilts his head and gently places it against her chest, listening to her heartbeat.
However, the first word to come out of his mouth instead is:]
[ She's about to laugh and give him a warm smile, but then there he goes again, moving her without saying anything. There's an immediate huff as she's shifted around, then-- ]
Hey hey hey! I said warn me! I'm not a doll!
[ If he wants a Barbie, he can go find one! She has agency, thank you very much!
Any further protests fade away as he begins to go for it. Her inhale gets caught in her chest just before his head makes contact. Sure enough, once they're touching, her heart goes even nuttier. The way her exhale sputters out probably isn't going to make explaining that away any better.
It's just...this is a lot. More than she anticipated. He might feel her knees knocking together, too, just from how much her feet keep shifting on his leg. And her hands? She doesn't know where to put them. Her fingers twitch in the air as she swallows hard. ]
Ahh. Ahaha. That sounds like something the main character would say in a game, just before the romance route turned sexy.
[She should've seen that coming! That 'fine' should've sufficed enough to warn her! At least Soundwave thinks so...]
I have no idea what you are talking about.
[Non gamer over here- never even touched a visual novel before. But yes, he is a bit aware that what came out of his mouth sounds weird. Humans are soft! That's a fact, so he isn't sure why that was the first thing he vocalized upon pressing against her soft chest.
But that aside, he listens closely to her heartbeat, and..... Is it supposed to beat this fast? Something tells him this isn't normal.]
Your.... heartbeat. It sounds... anxious?
[Not to mention her feet are shifting a lot and her knees knocking. Is... Is she doing okay? Still pressed against her chest, Soundwave tilts his head slightly up to meet Monika's face.]
Or the mimosas! Definitely the mimosas. I wonder what they put into those things! Ahaha!
[ And yet, her heart's still going a mile a minute. For lack of a better option to control her hands, she...starts patting his head. ]
I think the most important thing here is that I meant...erm.
[ Actually, no. She probably shouldn't shift the conversation to sexy games. That'd be even more awkward, especially with him so close to, ah. Boobs. ]
You know what? I think my body's defective! I should ask for a new one!
[What... What is even happening? Alien charm? Why is she petting his head? What was she about to say before cutting herself off? Her heartbeat is getting faster, and he isn't sure what's causing her anxiety to skyrocket that much. She seems fine when she leaned onto him earlier...
Mercifully, he leans away and huffs.]
Your body is irreplaceable.
[Unlike Cybertronians where it is possible for them to change frames, he's pretty sure she can't just get a new body.]
I believe.... in this situation, you need to breathe in and out?
[Why is he giving her advice.... He doesn't know much about the human body...]
Still, I would like to listen to your heartbeat when you calmed down.
[ After he moves away, she begins to breathe out, only for it to get cut off by that "irreplaceable" line. Sure, it was the truth. Probably? This body had to have come from somewhere.
Actually, never mind. That's another can of worms she's not willing to rip open right now. ]
I'm calm! And I'm breathing just fine!
[ Says the person with an apparently defective body. ]
You're just. Well! This is like...something lovers would do.
[ Amazing. He's managed to pull more truthfulness out of her. Blech, how gross. She glances away, cheeks getting redder than they already were. ]
I don't think I'll be able to calm down, unless I laid down or something. Even then, I don't know...
[ He's the one making her heart go doki doki, is what she's trying to avoid saying. ]
[She sure doesn't look fine, ignoring that she herself claimed her body defective. But then, Monika comes out with the truth this is something lovers do, and that gets him to freeze up.
That... Certainly wasn't the intention. No, not at all. However--]
.... The fact that it is intimate didn't escape me.
[Yet he went for it. Partly because he's curious and his drunken mind thought it'll be a good idea. Well, it isn't like anything terrible happened-- just confusion, awkwardness, and heightened anxiety between the two.
He isn't even sure what to say, at this point.]
I... Thought it would not be a problem since you rested on my chest with seemingly no issue.
[Unless there was one and he was blind to not see it. In any case, poor Monika looks like she needs to calm down.]
[ She bites her lower lip, clearly holding something back, but eventually she lets it out. ] It wasn't bad. It kind of felt like a dream come true, really...
[ God help her. That's not something a friend's supposed to say to another friend! Neither is what she says next, but out it comes anyway. ]
And. I-I felt safe there. Against you. I needed something like that. This whole experience, suddenly being brought to this place, it's--it's like I've been thrown into a completely different game that I have no control over. I'm doing my best to keep it together, but it's hard sometimes.
[ She holds her head. She's saying way too much. She hates it. ]
Maybe I should go to my room. [ There's a hesitation, then: ] Do you want to meet me there with our stuff? As your avatar?
[ Even now, when she's feeling like a complete fool, she can't stand the thought of being alone again. ]
Soundwave isn't sure what to say to... any of that- words are failing to come out. What he could tell is how strongly she felt about it. Argh, it's frustrating that he's bsd with this, especially being an empath.
He likely would've kept silent if Monika had not make the offer to meet at her room. Despite all she said, the strong emotions on her words, Soundwave's answer is immediate.]
Sure.
[He promised her, didn't he. Promised that he'll spend the rest of the day with her, no matter how awkward it'll be. He won't leave her alone, unless she wanted him to.]
[ It's a small thing, the brush of her fingers over his mask, about where she imagines his cheek would be. Even if it took some pushing up on her tiptoes to get there, something about doing it just felt right. Or maybe that's the alcohol again, who knows.
She watches him a while longer, then turns away and begins carefully making her way down to the pavement--well, "carefully," since her coordination is still lacking. Another fleeting glance, then she forces her eyes away and gives her room number. ]
I'll head there first so I can let you in. But if you need help with carrying anything, or...
[ Her voice trails off. Back to feeling awkward again. A little cold, too. His body was warmer than she realized, now that she's away from it. ]
See you soon, then?
[ For lack of anything better to do, she waves, then realizes it's dumb because they're just going to meet up again in a few. After a deep sigh at herself, she trudges her way back to the main areas, through all the hustle and bustle, and to her room. Thankfully, her "spouse" isn't around when she steps inside. A blessing, because it's not like she needed another issue on her growing list of woes.
With a long sigh, she presses her forehead to the cool door while she waits, hoping it'll calm her a little. Her body may be cold, but there was something building in her chest that's a stifling heat like no other. ]
[Regardless of how dumb it looks, Soundwave waves his hand back to her. A 'see you soon' wave rather than a farewell wave... If that is even distinguishable.
Once she'a gone, Soundwave transforms back to his alt mode and re-activates his avatar.
He gives Monika ample time to go into her room first and additional time to herself. Well, it's more accurate to say, he needs time to ready himself before heading to where Monika's room is, pacing back and forth in the bustling lobby. Is he overthinking things again? It's just an invitation to a friend's room, so why is there a weird we swelling inside? Maybe it's just the alcohol he's been drinking too much of.
He won't be delaying it for too long, however. He doesn't want to keep Monika waiting for too long
Eventually, she'll get a couple of knocks on her door, before a familiar voice speaks-- Soundwave's holoavatar's voice.]
It's me.
[And so, he waits in front of the door, fidgeting in place, shifting his weight from one foot to another and back. One hand he's carrying a bag full of chocolate and other food he hapzardly shoved inside. As for the mimosas... Eh, the guest here probably helped themselves to them while the avatar was idling. He doesn't bother with bringing those back. But he has a red wine bottle on his other hand.]
[ She doesn't make any loud noises when he knocks. A true miracle. There is a distinct thump against the door when he knocks, however, making it obvious that a) she hadn't moved since getting there, and b) she's been waiting there for him the entire time. Totally fine! Totally normal!
...God, nothing about this is normal. After an internal scream of frustration, she rearranges her face into something cheerful and pulls the door open. ]
Hey, hey! Hi again~
[ See? Normal again. Nice and cheerful and normal! Just ignore how she has to keep reminding herself to stop looking for a face that's five feet higher. ]
Come on in! [ She steps aside, gesturing for him to enter. To say the place is lavish is an understatement, especially with all the congratulatory decorations and treats all over. ] If you can fit in here? Ahaha!
[ ...Look. It's not like she half expected him to come up in his normal form, despite their talk. As big as the place is, she could've found room for him! Then again, people shouting and screaming probably would've let her know he was in full Cybertronian mode.
Her head tilts as she spots the wine, then an eyebrow goes up. ]
Couldn't let go of that wine, huh? I'm still not trying to spend the night in the bathroom with you! [ A pause. ] Can you...even get sick?
[ There it is. The questions have begun now that she knows the truth. ]
[Wow, no loud noises. That's an improvement. Though the thump is rather odd... It's probably nothing. Giving Monika a silent nod as greeting, he enters after the invitation, curiously looking around the room. They really went out of their way with the whole wedding thing, don't they? He didn't even realize there was a theme going on outside of that chapel or whatever.]
Maybe if I squeezed myself through the doorway, I could fit in. But even then... [Another look around at the decorations and treats.] there's so much decorations in here...
[Maybe he could make a spot where he could just sit there if they move around some stuff... Except that's a bit of hassle to do while drunk. Monika points out the wine bottle as he sets both the bag and bottle on a table, giving her a shrug afterwards.]
I bought it. It would be a waste if I don't finish it. [Not "we" because it's pretty clear she isn't a fan of alcohol and has forced herself to whenever she drank some from what he's seen so far.] I can. But believe me that this bottle alone isn't going to make me sick.
[He won't be spending the night in the bathroom!]
So... Are we going to spend the night in your bedroom? Not that I have an issue with it, mind you.
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I suppose I should've done that, thank you. [He's taking her advice genuinely, so there's that.] I do have to correct you on one thing.
[He turns his head back to her. The blue tinge is still there (doesn't help that she actually wants to know the real him than the fake avatar), but he's ignoring it.]
I am not a robot. Careful with calling us that, as it is considered an insult. Some may not respond in kind. [Soundwave is chill on this matter.] We are living beings, just like humans. Formed naturally and not built or programmed.
[Of course, there's another method Cybertronians are created. Cold Constructed, but that's can of worm he won't be opening up today. That aside, Soundwave is certain that she has many questions about that, and he's prepared for that.]
It's my mask, and... yes, I am okay.
[But before he answers any other questions, Soundwave steps forward until he's in front of Monika. The height difference between them is clear. Astounding, really. It's not the same feeling he has when he was thirty feet tall nor does he have to crank his neck down so much, but he still he towers over Monika. This won't do at all. He'll crouch down just the same-- only this time, he isn't towering over a human.
There's a slight hesitation on his part. Then, gingerly he reaches out to take her hand, surprisingly gentle and careful as if to not hurt such a delicate hand while giving a handshake. Despite being entirely mechanical, Monika may feel that his hand is warm instead of cold as one may assumed. Like he said, he is a living being, and the warmth is made possible from the kinetic processors underneath.]
Thank you.
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What's hiding in there, she doesn't say. She breathes out, then nods in understanding. ]
I'm sorry. I won't do it again.
[ Especially since she has no idea of what to consider herself. Sure, she's "human" now, but what was she? Is she still whatever that was supposed to be? Was she ever human before? Being in a constant state of ambiguity was weighing heavier on her mind with each passing day.
Her questions will come soon enough. For now, she needs to get over the uncomfortable feeling that comes with messing up. Being imperfect. That always stings the most.
There's a tiny gasp when she spots him coming closer in her peripheral, and she looks up just in time to see him looming above. She remains in stunned silence as he crouches down, then trembles a little once he takes her hand. Wow, warm, she does end up thinking. Nothing cold and dead. Someone warm and alive.
Something like a smile finally shows, and after the handshake, she places her other hand on top of his. ]
Thank you for being patient with me. And... [ The smile gets stronger. ] Thank you for trusting me. You didn't have to. It means a lot to me.
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So much for preparing himself for getting a piece of her mind. Instead, they're having a soft moment. But, it's nice, really, knowing that he has a good friend that he can possibly rely on.
With a nod as a silent 'you're welcome', he lets go of her hand and rests his arm on his knee.]
Still, I will be using the avatar at times in the future. It's... convenient.
[For a number of reasons, not just the kind of debauchery this place encourages. Blending in, tasting new things... For now, his real form will stay in the garage. Or at least until there's a room where he'll be comfortable enough to fit inside or a bed that wouldn't break from under his weight.]
However, do not let that stop you from seeing the real me as well, if you prefer.
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[ Sure, there's a kind soul buried in her somewhere, but she's currently an inebriated kind soul. The teasing must continue! That, and sitting down, because dizziness. She flops down and leans against his leg, since it's conveniently there. Much better. ]
I do prefer this, though, even if you're determined to keep all these fancy cars company. I don't care what you look like. I'm just happy to not be alone anymore.
[ With inebriation comes more truthfulness too, it seems. Even so, things like gender--or in this case, species--generally haven't crossed her mind as an issue. If someone cared about her, that's all that mattered. ]
Maybe you're not as grumpy as I thought you were? Just really bored. Ahaha!
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[And there it is. The tsundere is back. And oh, is she resting on his leg. If Monika looks up, she'll see that Soundwave's visor and the one side of the ridge above the visor curving upwards, mildly surprised. You can't say that he isn't slightly expressive....
Normally he would mind about someone using his leg to rest, but he's a bit dizzy as well. And Monika's a friend. However, staying in this kneeling position can be a bit uncomfortable on his joints for too long.
Hopefully, Monika doesn't mind being manhandled for a bit, picking her up by the scruff of her neck, much like a cat. Soundwave sits down before setting Monika down onto his lap and lets her lean her head on his chest, if she so desires. He figures it isn't the most comfy place, since he's all metal and she's flesh, but at least he's warm? If she minds at all, he'll even tentatively rest his arm on her stomach.
And they can safely sit on the middle of the road. Nobody really comes down here and drives any one of these cars anyway.]
So you don't. I... suppose I am glad that the feeling is mutual.
[Inebriation certainly has that effect of making the truth coming out easily. Soundwave would've had trouble saying that part out loud.]
Perhaps I am bored... I cannot deny that. And you make better company than the cars anyway.
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[ She has to slap her hand over her mouth to hold in the rest of yet another loud shriek, having remembered at the last second that it'd probably hurt his...ears? Speakers? Whatever. Point is, when you're suddenly watching the ground get further away, it's going to cause a reaction! Maybe she should've expected King Kong instead of Godzilla!!
It's amazing that he even gets her in his lap, as much as she flailed like a cat primed to destroy whoever dared to scruff it. However, once there, she goes very, very still. This is...
Slowly, she peers up again, blinking rapidly. She's in his lap. No matter who in the universe is doing such a thing, that's intimate. Sure, she feels like she's cuddling up with a car, but it's a big deal! Her heart's going a little crazy, to put it lightly, and it's not just the alcohol making her feel lightheaded anymore.
What he says doesn't help, either. Her gaze drops down as she takes a few shaky breaths. ]
Aside from the fact that you could've warned me! That's...well, it's nice to hear. [ One of her hands twitches against his chest as she curls in a little closer. For the first time ever, she's feeling something like...safe? ] I've been bored, too. And scared and alone...
[ Her eyes shut as her ear presses in against the warm metal, listening. ] I wonder. Do you have a heartbeat?
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That aside, what Monika said strikes a chord.
Scared and alone...
He can empathize with her, there. He's been there before. No one to rely on, no one to go to, being so lost. Perhaps seeing some reflections of his past self in Monika that has him also feeling... Protective of her? It's strange; he's only known her for a day, yet he can't help but feel strongly protective.
When he was alone and scared, a couple of kind souls stumbled across him and helped him get on his feet when everybody else rejected him. He could show the same kindness for someone else who is or has been terribly alone for a long time.]
Heartbeat? What is that?
[That answers that, doesn't it? He knows what a heart is, but not that. Though he lacks a heartbeat, that doesn't mean there's no sound inside hin. Monika should be able to hear a low hum of air and low pulsing energy sound inside him.
Soundwave is flushing a little seeing how peaceful Monika looks as she rests on his chest. Being lightheaded from alcohol does make him less touch aversed. Still, he won't disturb her rest, but his hand, once again with some hesitance, gently and slowly rubs his finger on her stomach.]
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[ It's nice, though, what she does hear. Completely inhuman, but definitely something full of life. That's all she's ever wanted, to feel and hear someone real and alive. This is just as calming. Just as comforting. ]
It's what I-- [ She pauses as her brain stumbles over what she intended to say. ] It's what someone with a body like mine has. My heart's always beating to keep the blood flowing, otherwise I'd be dead, ahaha.
[ That still feels wrong to say, even if it's the truth. There's a bitter taste that lingers afterward that pulls the corners of her mouth down. She didn't have a "real" heartbeat before, but she was still alive, wasn't she? Or...was she not?
Her eyes blink open with a quiet noise of surprise, then suddenly she's giggling again, her stomach squirming under his finger. ]
Heyyy, that tickles a little! [ She pokes his chest in return, though she figures it's like getting pestered by a mosquito in comparison. ] Trying to make me purr or something?
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I did not know you were ticklish. Do you want me to stop then?
[There's a pause as he ponders over if he should ask his next question. Then, awkwardly:]
And can I... listen to your heartbeat?
[Is that weird to ask? Though it probably isn't any weirder than putting her on his lap? Both seems pretty intimate to do. Plus, Monika listened to his "heartbeat" without asking first, so...]
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[ That's bringing those troublesome thoughts back. Before they can fully resurface, however, his question shoves them out into the ether. Monika lifts her head and blinks up at him, taking in a shaky breath. Talk about intimacy...
She doesn't answer immediately. She can't. There's nothing weird about it, no. Instead, it's occurring to her that she may be crossing a boundary set by her imaginary lover, the person that spurred on this whole meeting. Not only would they be upset with her sitting in an alien's lap, his hand on her stomach, but they also would not approve of anything like listening to a heartbeat!
Looking down, she swallows hard, contemplative. Who is she to deny an alien an experience they may never get otherwise? It'd be ruder not to let him! It sounds good to her tipsy mind, anyway. ]
Yeah. Sure. You'll probably have to lift me higher, though. Unless you can bend down enough...?
[ She taps her chest, right over her heart. Thinking of him hearing how fast that heart's beating only makes it thrum faster. Maybe she'll say that's a normal human heart rate if he asks? Yeah, sounds good. ]
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I might just lift you up.
[A pause.]
Or I could use my holoavatar instead... Recall it here. I am still able to hear you through the avatar.
[Unless she doesn't mind having metal press against her chest while being lifted up in the air. After all, he doesn't seek to make her uncomfortable in any way.]
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[ She fidgets with some of her loose hair. It's nice that he's giving her options, and they both sound intriguing for different reasons. But... ]
I'm fine with whatever's easier for you. But is it weird to say I prefer this? It's a little uncomfortable maybe, but that's nothing a few pillows can't fix~ There's just something about the way you sound. It's...comforting?
[ There's a chuckle, then she shrugs before she can think too much on why she feels that way. ] It's like I told you. I like being with the real you. I don't want to make you feel like you have to rely on your avatar unless you need to, you know?
[ That might mean she's absolutely weird. Guess it's just destiny, the two of them being weird in some way. ]
Whichever you do... [ His hand gets a playful little poke. ] Remember to warn me if you're moving me around, okay?
[ No more sudden lifting! ]
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She truly is weird. But he appreciates what she said. Shouldn't known what he should do, if she prefers the real him.]
I did not know I could be comforting for someone. [Except for his closest friends, nobody else had ever said that to him.]
Fine.
[He'll warn her next time before lifting her up. Gosh. That said, he doesn't need to warn her this time, as she should know it's coming. And so, Soundwave gently grasps Monika under her armpits and brings her to stand up on her feet. She doesn't need to go up high in the air. He isn't that tall anymore. Additional, Soundwave is still sitting; he'll still help to lift her up a bit, but Monika can just tiptoe on his leg and reach her chest to his head.
When it's close enough, Soundwave tilts his head and gently places it against her chest, listening to her heartbeat.
However, the first word to come out of his mouth instead is:]
Soft.
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[ She's about to laugh and give him a warm smile, but then there he goes again, moving her without saying anything. There's an immediate huff as she's shifted around, then-- ]
Hey hey hey! I said warn me! I'm not a doll!
[ If he wants a Barbie, he can go find one! She has agency, thank you very much!
Any further protests fade away as he begins to go for it. Her inhale gets caught in her chest just before his head makes contact. Sure enough, once they're touching, her heart goes even nuttier. The way her exhale sputters out probably isn't going to make explaining that away any better.
It's just...this is a lot. More than she anticipated. He might feel her knees knocking together, too, just from how much her feet keep shifting on his leg. And her hands? She doesn't know where to put them. Her fingers twitch in the air as she swallows hard. ]
Ahh. Ahaha. That sounds like something the main character would say in a game, just before the romance route turned sexy.
[ When in doubt, use a joke as a distraction! ]
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I have no idea what you are talking about.
[Non gamer over here- never even touched a visual novel before. But yes, he is a bit aware that what came out of his mouth sounds weird. Humans are soft! That's a fact, so he isn't sure why that was the first thing he vocalized upon pressing against her soft chest.
But that aside, he listens closely to her heartbeat, and..... Is it supposed to beat this fast? Something tells him this isn't normal.]
Your.... heartbeat. It sounds... anxious?
[Not to mention her feet are shifting a lot and her knees knocking. Is... Is she doing okay? Still pressed against her chest, Soundwave tilts his head slightly up to meet Monika's face.]
Are you alright, Monika?
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Maybe it's your...alien charm?
[ That's not deflecting! ]
Or the mimosas! Definitely the mimosas. I wonder what they put into those things! Ahaha!
[ And yet, her heart's still going a mile a minute. For lack of a better option to control her hands, she...starts patting his head. ]
I think the most important thing here is that I meant...erm.
[ Actually, no. She probably shouldn't shift the conversation to sexy games. That'd be even more awkward, especially with him so close to, ah. Boobs. ]
You know what? I think my body's defective! I should ask for a new one!
[ Totally batting zero here. ]
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Mercifully, he leans away and huffs.]
Your body is irreplaceable.
[Unlike Cybertronians where it is possible for them to change frames, he's pretty sure she can't just get a new body.]
I believe.... in this situation, you need to breathe in and out?
[Why is he giving her advice.... He doesn't know much about the human body...]
Still, I would like to listen to your heartbeat when you calmed down.
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Actually, never mind. That's another can of worms she's not willing to rip open right now. ]
I'm calm! And I'm breathing just fine!
[ Says the person with an apparently defective body. ]
You're just. Well! This is like...something lovers would do.
[ Amazing. He's managed to pull more truthfulness out of her. Blech, how gross. She glances away, cheeks getting redder than they already were. ]
I don't think I'll be able to calm down, unless I laid down or something. Even then, I don't know...
[ He's the one making her heart go doki doki, is what she's trying to avoid saying. ]
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That... Certainly wasn't the intention. No, not at all. However--]
.... The fact that it is intimate didn't escape me.
[Yet he went for it. Partly because he's curious and his drunken mind thought it'll be a good idea. Well, it isn't like anything terrible happened-- just confusion, awkwardness, and heightened anxiety between the two.
He isn't even sure what to say, at this point.]
I... Thought it would not be a problem since you rested on my chest with seemingly no issue.
[Unless there was one and he was blind to not see it. In any case, poor Monika looks like she needs to calm down.]
Would you like to find someplace to lie down?
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[ God help her. That's not something a friend's supposed to say to another friend! Neither is what she says next, but out it comes anyway. ]
And. I-I felt safe there. Against you. I needed something like that. This whole experience, suddenly being brought to this place, it's--it's like I've been thrown into a completely different game that I have no control over. I'm doing my best to keep it together, but it's hard sometimes.
[ She holds her head. She's saying way too much. She hates it. ]
Maybe I should go to my room. [ There's a hesitation, then: ] Do you want to meet me there with our stuff? As your avatar?
[ Even now, when she's feeling like a complete fool, she can't stand the thought of being alone again. ]
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Soundwave isn't sure what to say to... any of that- words are failing to come out. What he could tell is how strongly she felt about it. Argh, it's frustrating that he's bsd with this, especially being an empath.
He likely would've kept silent if Monika had not make the offer to meet at her room. Despite all she said, the strong emotions on her words, Soundwave's answer is immediate.]
Sure.
[He promised her, didn't he. Promised that he'll spend the rest of the day with her, no matter how awkward it'll be. He won't leave her alone, unless she wanted him to.]
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[ It's a small thing, the brush of her fingers over his mask, about where she imagines his cheek would be. Even if it took some pushing up on her tiptoes to get there, something about doing it just felt right. Or maybe that's the alcohol again, who knows.
She watches him a while longer, then turns away and begins carefully making her way down to the pavement--well, "carefully," since her coordination is still lacking. Another fleeting glance, then she forces her eyes away and gives her room number. ]
I'll head there first so I can let you in. But if you need help with carrying anything, or...
[ Her voice trails off. Back to feeling awkward again. A little cold, too. His body was warmer than she realized, now that she's away from it. ]
See you soon, then?
[ For lack of anything better to do, she waves, then realizes it's dumb because they're just going to meet up again in a few. After a deep sigh at herself, she trudges her way back to the main areas, through all the hustle and bustle, and to her room. Thankfully, her "spouse" isn't around when she steps inside. A blessing, because it's not like she needed another issue on her growing list of woes.
With a long sigh, she presses her forehead to the cool door while she waits, hoping it'll calm her a little. Her body may be cold, but there was something building in her chest that's a stifling heat like no other. ]
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Once she'a gone, Soundwave transforms back to his alt mode and re-activates his avatar.
He gives Monika ample time to go into her room first and additional time to herself. Well, it's more accurate to say, he needs time to ready himself before heading to where Monika's room is, pacing back and forth in the bustling lobby. Is he overthinking things again? It's just an invitation to a friend's room, so why is there a weird we swelling inside? Maybe it's just the alcohol he's been drinking too much of.
He won't be delaying it for too long, however. He doesn't want to keep Monika waiting for too long
Eventually, she'll get a couple of knocks on her door, before a familiar voice speaks-- Soundwave's holoavatar's voice.]
It's me.
[And so, he waits in front of the door, fidgeting in place, shifting his weight from one foot to another and back. One hand he's carrying a bag full of chocolate and other food he hapzardly shoved inside. As for the mimosas... Eh, the guest here probably helped themselves to them while the avatar was idling. He doesn't bother with bringing those back. But he has a red wine bottle on his other hand.]
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...God, nothing about this is normal. After an internal scream of frustration, she rearranges her face into something cheerful and pulls the door open. ]
Hey, hey! Hi again~
[ See? Normal again. Nice and cheerful and normal! Just ignore how she has to keep reminding herself to stop looking for a face that's five feet higher. ]
Come on in! [ She steps aside, gesturing for him to enter. To say the place is lavish is an understatement, especially with all the congratulatory decorations and treats all over. ] If you can fit in here? Ahaha!
[ ...Look. It's not like she half expected him to come up in his normal form, despite their talk. As big as the place is, she could've found room for him! Then again, people shouting and screaming probably would've let her know he was in full Cybertronian mode.
Her head tilts as she spots the wine, then an eyebrow goes up. ]
Couldn't let go of that wine, huh? I'm still not trying to spend the night in the bathroom with you! [ A pause. ] Can you...even get sick?
[ There it is. The questions have begun now that she knows the truth. ]
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Maybe if I squeezed myself through the doorway, I could fit in. But even then... [Another look around at the decorations and treats.] there's so much decorations in here...
[Maybe he could make a spot where he could just sit there if they move around some stuff... Except that's a bit of hassle to do while drunk. Monika points out the wine bottle as he sets both the bag and bottle on a table, giving her a shrug afterwards.]
I bought it. It would be a waste if I don't finish it. [Not "we" because it's pretty clear she isn't a fan of alcohol and has forced herself to whenever she drank some from what he's seen so far.] I can. But believe me that this bottle alone isn't going to make me sick.
[He won't be spending the night in the bathroom!]
So... Are we going to spend the night in your bedroom? Not that I have an issue with it, mind you.
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