[Below is an archived version of one thread response to a LiveJournal post here, because LiveJournal became hard to impossible for me to access. Icons and threading not preserved, nor are other peoples' replies.]
[Oceanglide (sole_captain@livejournal.com)]
Here’s a human-sized Cybertronian with a friendly air, an innocuous question, and a missile at least as long as he is tall mounted on his arm.
But he’s keeping that tilted politely downwards, so pretend not to notice. He's just here for a little respite and perhaps even a pleasant discussion.
“Do you have a favourite poem?” Oceanglide asks, taking a seat. "And if so, would you tell me about it?" Let's face it, he's unlikely to know the same poems as the average Nexus-goer. Clearly he is attempting to learn.
[Oceanglide (sole_captain@livejournal.com)]
Here’s a human-sized Cybertronian with a friendly air, an innocuous question, and a missile at least as long as he is tall mounted on his arm.
But he’s keeping that tilted politely downwards, so pretend not to notice. He's just here for a little respite and perhaps even a pleasant discussion.
“Do you have a favourite poem?” Oceanglide asks, taking a seat. "And if so, would you tell me about it?" Let's face it, he's unlikely to know the same poems as the average Nexus-goer. Clearly he is attempting to learn.