[click]

--about the third time you've come home completely drenched, lad.

Really? I wasn't keeping track. Maybe you should start taking notes, yehknow, just in case this some how becomes pertinent information in the uh, near future.

Slightly pissier about it too, I see.

Yeah, you would be too if some one put you in a fountain while you were data frozen ( Read more... )

So uh.

Does anyone know about a very loud, very... insane woman who rides a Vespa scooter and hits people with guitars?

Specifically I'm looking for a name.

[No, he won't say what happened or why he's asking. :| ]

Samuel? ... I thought you were in class?

[stuffy]Look at my face and tell me you think I should be in class, FB.

Gu-! ... what in the world... ?Guess I caught a cold or sum'in... [sniffle] ... [sneezes repeatedly] Some dumbass was careening his damn bike through the campus yesterday like it was the Indy 500 and knocked a bunch of us in to the ( Read more... )

[a door opens and closes rather loudly]

Where ya been, lad? I've hardly seen ye this week.

Finals, remember? I've been at school.

Ah, right. ... ye look like hell.

There's a reason they call it Hell Week. [a soft 'wump' signals Sam flopping face first on his bed]

Wull it's all over now, right? No more of that nonsense for a while.[silence from ( Read more... )

What're yeh doin' out here, lad?

Hm? Oh, nothing, nothing. Just thinking.

Still carryin' that heavy burden and yer shoulders, are yeh?

It's not like I can easily forget all that stuff that happened, you know. Can't just wave a hand and -woosh- it's all gone. Doesn't work like that.

Never did say it did, Samuel. Just think it's not something yeh should ( Read more... )

*click*

*thud*

*thunk thunk*

What the-...

*tap, click rattle*

What's... where the hell am I? What... I don't even know what day it is. Bee? Why the hell is it so dark? Bee!

*silence, no answer*

... Bee?

Okay. Okay. Don't panic. Panicking never solved anything. Just... need a light. A- ... is that my jacket? *rustle* What the hell...*rustle ( Read more... )

... *loud swearing*

Wut in the world, lad...?

What do I have to do, bolt him to the world?! This is ridiculous. He's a 60-foot robot and he can't stay put for more than a month?

... Samuel?

Optimus! He's gone! AGAIN!

Wull, lad, I hate to be the barer of bad news, but it seems like a lot of people have up and gone the way of the wind.Lovely. ( Read more... )

Does... does anyone know where Optimus is? I don't want to freak out and, you know, assume the worst but uh...

I'm assuming the worst. Why can't I contact him?

*click*

*thud*

*sound of heavy breathing*

Yeh alright, lad?

Y... yeah. Bad dream. That's all. Just... just a bad dream.

Yeh seem to have a lot of those, Samuel.

... been through a lot. Normal people don't normally run with talking alien robots.

I'll have t' take yer word for it. ... *long awkward pause* At least yer not on bed rest anymore? ( Read more... )

Uh, yeah. I'm Sam. Sam Witwicky. And my... partner, FB here just got finished telling me about this whole... Digital World saving it from evil story.

So... here I am. Sitting in a forest. That I fell in to.

Lad, you should get yerself checked out. You humans are none too resilient.

I'm fine. *cough* ... alright, alright. Maybe not. Nothing to ( Read more... )