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I wish, SO badly, that Transformers were real. Call me dumb and immature, but... they're just so freakin' awesome. I mean, wouldn't it be cool to turn on the news every day and instead of hearing about all the stupid terrorists and how everyone is dying in Iraq, there's another update about how the Decepticons have struck once again and Megatron stomped on Bush? I'd so not go to school next year... I'd run away to the Autobots' headquarters and be like, "Lemme help you guys! Pleeeeaaaaaaasssseeeee????!" I don't know how much of a help I'd be though, since every time I'd see Soundwave I'd probably blush and duck behind something so I wouldn't embarrass myself in front of him. I'd probably do that around Optimus Prime a lot too. And Jazz. And Megatron. And Starscream.... Fuck, I'm such a player, haha. Besides, I'm probably too much of a pacifist to be of much help, and I'm way too compassionate. I'd be stuck with Ratchet in the repair bay (not that that's a bad thing...).
And then, the Decepticons would probably figure out that I was fond of several of them and use it to their advantage -- if they weren't thoroughly disgusted that a human liked them. Megatron would probably flip a shit and then hunt me down and kill me, and Soundwave would be like, "WTF?!" and back away slowly so Megatron could squelch me. Starscream would probably act completely disgusted, but secretly he might not mind all that much, since he does think that he's the most handsome and sophisticated of the Decepticons.
Ehehehe... This is way too much fun, imagining what those guys' reactions would be if they found out a human liked them...
As for Optimus and Jazz... Optimus would probably be awkward about it, since he already has a girlfriend (Elita-One), but he'd be nice, the gentleman he is. And Jazz -- he'd just take it all in stride. Jazz would probably be the only mech to be cool about the whole thing, haha.
All right, I'm done now.
~transmit a response  add to memory bank transmit to an ally link~
Here are a bunch of shitty pictures I took on a mini-photo shoot of Soundwave.
WOOT. I changed my journal layout thing-a-ma-bob! Isn't it obnoxious?! Yeah, I know it is. DEAL WITH IT, CAUSE I LIKE IT.
~transmit a response add to memory bank transmit to an ally link~
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The title for this entry was a bad reference to Monty Python, fyi. SO SHOOT ME.
Anyways... Despite popular belief, gossiping, rumors, whatever, I am not dead. So sorry.
I've just been sick with a mystery cold/cough thing that won't let me sleep. Whenever I try to go to sleep, I only manage to get, say, 4 hours max of real sleep before I wake up and start coughing.... my guts out. Yeah. I hate being sick. It's nasty waking up at like, 3 in the morning and coughing up random glop/snot/shit. I came down to the kitchen just this morning and my brother glared looked at me from across his bowl of cereal and said, "You were coughing, ALL. FUCKING. NIGHT. LONG." (He didn't actually drop the F-bomb. I just put that in there because I know that was what he was thinking. I really don't blame him.) And to make matters worse, cough drops don't help. At least, the recommended dose doesn't. Maybe a major OD would help me, but I really don't want to be the first person to call the Poison Control Center and say something along the lines of "OMG I've had this douche-bag cough and the normal dose of cough drops wasn't helping me so I like, took 39485734985743.9978 at a time and now I feel like kinda high and yeeeaaahhhhhh..... Lol."
Ahem. Moving on from my ill health- holy crap my finger randomly started bleeding. IT'S A SIGN FROM GOD. Aaaaaand it really wasn't necessary to type that..... Er......
ANYWHO. I'm being so fucking random. At least, more fucking random than usual. THIS IS ME WHEN I'M SICK. FLEE IN TERROR.
Ok. Deep breath, people. Let's try this again, shall we? ........
ANYWHO. I found the most freaking awesome picture of Soundwave on the net, EVAR EVER. I love it. IT'S SO SEXY ADORABLE.
SOUNDWAVE, I LOVE YOU AND WILL BEAR YOUR CHILDREN YOU ARE BEYOND AWESOME. YOU ARE THE SHIT OF ALL DJS. This picture totally made my day, and it makes my day whenever I see it (which will be like, every day because it's my desktop background, and one of my many LJ icons, lol).
Yeah, I'm being sketchy dorky again. Get over it. YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS THAT I'M A PROUD FANGIRL OF SOUNDWAVE AND NOT YOU. Ooh, burrrrrrrrrn.
If you're wondering where the hell this awesome picture came from (which you're probably not, but TOO BAD), it was inspired by, actually, episodes 34 and 35 of Transformers (Megatron's Master Plan, part 1 and part 2). The part that this picture is specifically inspired from is the first section of Megatron's Master Plan, part 2. I'll give you the videos under a LJ cut, because a) I think you should watch them, b) they'll give you a good laugh, or at least the part which inspired the picture, and c) I'm bored and command you to do my bidding.
P.S. Please note my EXTREME, OVER-THE-TOP sarcasm and use of crossing things out throughout this post. I can't help it that this stupid, retarded cough has been driving me up the wall and is slowly making me go insane. I'm so stir crazy, bored, and tired all at once it's not even funny. I HATE BEING SICK. P.P.S. I hate to break it to you, but yes, I do think Soundwave is the awesomest Transformer. I still love Optimus Prime, and he totally pwns Decepticon aft, but Soundwave wins out in the end. HOWEVER, I was joking when it came to the fangirlish OMG I WILL BEAR YOUR CHILDREN stuff. I only said that because I was bored, and when I'm bored I tend to try and make other people laugh in an attempt to keep myself entertained. All in all, I'm a pretty weird person, but so what? I HEART ALL YOU GUYS (but mostly girls) WHO ACTUALLY TAKE THE TIME TO READ MY CRAZY POSTS. I'll see you all at the end of Spring Break, I suppose, as long as I don't finally succeed in literally coughing my guts out.
~2 transmissions transmit a response add to memory bank transmit to an ally link~
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