MULTIPUP ENTRY: CUBEFALL

[whipped_weapon]

Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)




Okay, at least all of his choices have some kind of opposable thumb and a limited amount of ability to toss broken things into the fire to have them be remade. And he absolutely refuses to be a drider.

First, he starts taking out all the broken, flawed or used up items in his bag of holding. Then, once he has them all in a small heap, next to the fireplace, he looks at his options again, and clicks the gryphon. He has fond memories of it.




Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)

Given that she can wear whatever illusion she wants, Rhoslyn's choice is naturally n.



Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)

Glancing at the look on Naitachal's face, Eliathanis nudges him in the gut to get his attention and gestures at his screen. "Should I click Y?"

Naitachal does not look pleased.

Then the choices pop up. He does look more amused when he realizes all of Eliathanis' available choices are female.



Naturally, Eliathanis is less than pleased now. He clicks n.




Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)

Naitachal, remembering quite well the fact that he ended up as a small, helpless tarsier, once, looks over his own choices with great wariness.




At least he can have opposable thumbs. Naturally, he picks the adult male with the many tails, sighing in relief.



Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)

Mara clicks n. She will look at how Cubefall's configurations affect the others before she tries anything, thank you very much.

(no subject)

[runningred]

Jay has a small fortification of Lego around him as he fiddles with a Lego catapult he built when the screen pops up.

Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)

His options are – robot bike, female version of himself and a red hawk. All very, very tempting. His fingers hover over the options.

Botherable if you’ll help him decide. This is his first Cubefall after all.

(no subject)

[myshootingstar]

Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)

When the message comes up, Minx picks without hesitation and suddenly there's a graceful panther stalking between the chairs.

But a cat is still a cat no matter how large and petting would be appreciated.


[tiny tag - Minx]

(no subject)

[claudiometer]

Claudia's beginning to suspect that the Lego fortress she's been working on for the last couple days isn't a fortress so much as not-exactly-her-subconscious homesickness. Which does make sense, in a way.

Doesn't exactly make it any less weird, though. She'll be glad to have her mind to herself again after today.

(And she may never admit that this is actually kinda cool.)

first entrance.

[girlwithout]

In some ways, being in Philly is worse than New York, because it's so familiar. She can pretend, for a little while, that she's home and everything is normal, and then something weird sticks out at her and destroys the illusion. Still, Rikki Baines was a person of interest in the death of John Barnes, and there was a full assembly's worth of high school students there that had seen her unmasked. Staying hadn't been an option, and not only is Philly home, it's where they buried John.

She's going to make the Empire pay. Even if she doesn't know how, she'll find a way. Right now, though, she wants nothing more than to be able to lie low for a few days, curl up in bed and cry. But she used all her money getting here, and she doesn't even know where she's going to sleep tonight. She's headed for the nearest public library to regroup (always a good choice; restrooms, water fountain, and public computers with internet access) when she pulls open the door, and it isn't a library.

She's not sure what it is, not really. A few options flicker through her mind: she got super-turned around, she's totally insane, she screwed up her second chance at life by getting John killed and now she's... wherever this is. Rikki's good at rolling with the punches, though, so after about half a minute of staring, she finds a seat where she can stare a little more subtly while hugging her backpack to her chest.


[ooc: milli-timed to the day after cubefall, to make things a little easier.]

(no subject)

[mergich_singer]

It is, in the Woman's executive opinion, too damn hot.

Not that she'd put it like that, and not that she doesn't encounter such temperatures every year, but her judgement stands.

And here, at least, it is a little cooler than in the Valley.

So there is a woman in a fur coat flopped on a rock in front of the water, taking the breeze and enjoying weather she can bend to her will without destroying the weather-system of half the Himalayas.

This is all very vexing, really. She would like to go inside.

But... time to cool off, first.

(no subject)

[witchfinder_general]

There is still a large, bright yellow, walking talking teddy bear in the bar, sitting on a couch.

Father Harman has realised that, while his paws are no use with the pages of a book, the bar has given him a device from the near future with the odd name of 'Kindle' which he can actually use in this shape.

So he's reading, concentrating on the book, and almost forgetting that he's a teddy bear.