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[notsoterriblelizard]

There is no honor in retreat.

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[thereitis]

Oh great, now you talk.

aaaaaah Ian Malcolm <3

[notsoterriblelizard]

I have always been able to talk, human.

how could I pass this up, honestly

[thereitis]

You just, uh, like the snarly sounds more?

[He rubs his chin for a moment, clicking his tongue. This is -- well, horrifying and PTSD-inducing comes to mind but when has that ever stopped him.]

true, true

[notsoterriblelizard]

[Like his words aren't half snarl anyway.]

Sometimes they are more demonstrative.

[He grins at him; okay, okay, he's supposed to be a Maximal and above the petty intimidation, but he's still got Predacon programming. It's too tempting not to indulge.]

the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

[thereitis]

[Nooo, no no, look at that, he already doesn't like you. Which, in all fairness, he didn't before but you might score a special place in his heart.]

Heh. [His lips twitch but there is no humor in it; more of a nervous tick than a smile.] Demonstrative, that's, that is funny. Do you do stand-up, too, uh, dino-stand-up? Is that a thing now? You guys, a stage, the audience getting eaten...

[Please don't grin at him, it's creepy and wrong and his eyes might dart to the left for a moment there, calculating possible escape routes.]

yesssss

[notsoterriblelizard]

And why would I eat the audience?

[Seriously, human. You're being ridiculous.]

I am a warrior, not a comedian. And you can stop your cowering, I am not going to eat you. I am a Maximal, not an actual dinosaur. I only eat things that are directly threatening my existence.

[Oh, Dinobot clone I. He does not miss you.]

[thereitis]

Because you're not funny so they don't laugh and you take it personal? Call it a hunch. [You're a talking dinosaur, you have no right to lecture him on ridiculousness, kthx.]

And it's really more you imposing than me cowering. [It's debatable but he has some dignity left here.]

What's a Maximal?

[notsoterriblelizard]

Me.

[Ha. There's a joke. Okay, not really a joke so much as an inconvenience that doesn't really bother him as much as it should.]

One of two factions from the planet Cybertron. We are biomechanical, this was only the most convenient form for me to take at the time.

[thereitis]

[ffs Dinobot, this is how audiences get eaten, who would even polite-chuckle at that.

Malcolm scrunches his face up with a pained expression, feeling a headache coming on.]

So you're telling me you're an alien that... decided to be a dinosaur?

[Why.]

[notsoterriblelizard]

[He's not here to be funny, Malcolm. He's here to...he doesn't know what. Talk with a human, apparently.]

It was either that or some kind of insect, so yes.

[Oh, Predacons. Leaving out the wide world of perfectly dangerous mammals in favor of reptiles and bugs.]

[thereitis]

Those are horrible choices.

[He's biased, of course, but an insect of that size doesn't sound much better. In fact, that is textbook horror movie material right there.]

[notsoterriblelizard]

I don't know, I rather like my choice...

[thereitis]

The top of the food chain generally does.

Why did this [circular hand gesture] choice of form happen again, exactly?

[notsoterriblelizard]

It was the best choice available to me when I had to select one.

[thereitis]

But why chose at all? Don't you have, I don't know, your own potentially teeth-heavy nightmarish alien form available to you?

[notsoterriblelizard]

A...survival need.

[He grimaces. Yes, dinosaurs can have facial expressions, try not to think about it.]

The planet we landed on had mineral deposits that were caustic to our systems. We required alternate forms to gain shielding against it.

[thereitis]

[Trying very hard indeed.]

Hmm. So you ventured out to a new planet and the planet fought back. Now the question remains are you explorers or invaders?

[notsoterriblelizard]

It is a bit more complicated than that, but I suppose it is the main idea, yes.

Those I arrived with were invaders, I suppose. Those I allied myself with, however, were explorers.