Jan 29, 2025
Apparently when you have -30F windchill days, even wine will start to supercool... it was really pretty!
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Apparently when you have -30F windchill days, even wine will start to supercool... it was really pretty!
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That is… different. He’d be more concerned about it if it wasn’t bright, sparkling gold in a world of mountains and ice, and so is therefore about as stealthy as an snowplow.
That being said, it was also huge, and he didn’t have the backup he had last time, so excuse him while he ducked behind a snowdrift and hoped the things eyesight wasn’t very good.
Why are we here? Dhva whined as they flew. I hate the cold, and this planet doesn’t even have people on it. I wonder why. He griped.
Shut up. A-deen scowled. At least it’s warmer than the Great Silence.
Everything is warmer than the Great Silence. Dhva grumbled.
Exactly. So shut up.
Under normal circumstances, Ghidorah wouldn’t have minded the cold. However, this planet seemed to be covered in ice, a hideous landscape of glaring white only worsened by the storm that followed them. Usually, they prided in their storm, but rain turned to snow at this temperature, and hurricanes became freezing winds. Mood thoroughly fouled, Ghidorah searched for a place to rest, which was when they noticed movement around a mountain of sorts. Unfortunately for them, it was not in fact a mountain, only a giant mound of snow, which collapsed as soon as they landed on it.
Thrashing and enraged, they roared, cursing the planet. Righting themselves, they shook off the snow, and looked around for the thing that moved.
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There was a brief pause while Blizzard set down the chunk of limestone he was working on and answered the door. “What’s up, Gyro?”
“Hi Blizzard friend!” Gyrodyne cheered as Blizzard appeared at the door. He smiled at Blizzard, optics beaming of joy. “I have to ask you something. Would you consider yourself athletic?”
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Definitely Cybertronian, but Prowl couldn’t determine anything else from the comm frequency. «You’ve reached the office of the captain of the Cybertronian Security Force. Can I help you.»
Don't mind him, just comming random signals in the multiverse again. ::Hi, 'm Blizzard. You one of the ones that likes to talk?::
| A thoughtful hum. |{{ I suppose so, at least depending upon the topic. Why? You in need of somebot to fill your audials with white noise or something stranger? }}
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Primus give him strength.
“Organics aren’t food, Gyro,” he said, eyeing the greyfaces distastefully. “They’re not good for you.”
“How do you know they’re not good for me? Do you eat organics often? I don’t think so!” Gyrodyne hugged the greyfaces tighter against his chassis, as though afraid Blizzard was going to take them from him. “I promise they’ll taste good! Organics have metals in their bodies too, so it’s just a matter of extracting those.”
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Blizzard paused for a moment, giving the door a cautious look. Considering Gyrodyne’s tastes, presents from him could be distinctly dubious. He did get the door eventually, though, opening it with a wary, “Yeah?”Â
“Hi Blizzard friend!” Gyrodyne cheered, and held up a tiny box. “I wrapped it nice and pretty just for you!” The colour scheme of the wrapping cloth definitely did not match the ribbon, but they were all carefully folded and tucked.
forgot my gatorade in the freezer and it supercooled (couldn't get a video of it freezing, but it's very photogenic frozen!)