Rule # 181: Having a bad day is no excuse for complaining about your quarters. (By PixelusPrime)
(There's actually nothing wrong with my quarters. I quite like it, in fact.)
(I was just not in the mood to do anything that day. Anything except nitpick at the slightest detail that seemed even a micron off.)
(Megatron gave me a choice: shut up or wind up in the med-bay.)
(I wisely chose to shut up.)
Rule # 182: Following item 181, it is also no excuse for complaining about the food. (By PixelusPrime)
(The one thing I can cook well - not to say I'm necessarily horrible at cooking in general; I'm just not good at it - is fish. My lack of cooking skills doesn't bother me, though, because I actually enjoy eating the one thing I can cook. Kidding, I love it.)
(What? You didn't expect me to like fish? Come on, Islander here.)
(Anyways, I was having a pretty bad day, and even though I don't like to eat when I'm upset, I really wanted some of that Mahi-mahi I'd bought on my last shopping trip.)
(Apparently I'm also not too attentive when I'm upset. I burned the Mahi-mahi to the point where it wasn't even edible.)
(Finally giving up on eating, I left the little make-shift kitchen next to my room. While I was sulking about my ruined meal, I almost walked straight into Dreadwing, who wanted to know what was wrong.)
"I burned my fish, you stupid lapdog! This is the worst day ever!"
(The berating that followed on what qualified as the worst day ever sent me running to my room, wondering whether just a little ice cream from the freezer would make me feel better - regardless of the fact that I wasn't hungry.)
(It didn't.)
Rule # 183: Although your day may have been horrible, don't make a fuss about having to work. (By PixelusPrime)
(Working is often the last thing on my mind when my day takes a turn for the worse. Most of the time, I don't even want to leave my room. But then again, if I don't get up before anyone starts looking for me, a certain communications officer sends our resident kittycon to wake me up.)
(And by 'wake me up,' I mean he sends Ravage to drag me out of my room.)
(Anyways, some idiot - could've been Dreadwing, could've been Starscream - put me and Rumble on the same recon mission in the Great Dismal Swamp. I don't know why we were on recon in a swamp. Too much water. And too many bugs.)
(I finally got fed up with having to work and climbed a tree and refused to come down. Breakdown, who had also been assigned to the recon mission, told me that if I didn't come down within two minutes, he was going to knock the tree down. I smugly told him he couldn't do that because the Great Dismal Swamp is a wildlife reserve and is protected by law.)
(Forgot that Decepticons don't abide by Earth laws.)
(He knocked the tree down anyway.)
(When I then refused to get going - because at that point I was just miffed that I still had to do the recon mission - Rumble dragged me along. He literally dragged me. I had to throw away that outfit, it got so muddy.)
(Upon returning to the Nemesis, I proceeded to complain about working. That earned me a few glares and a lecture from Dreadwing.)
(Not to mention four hours in the Brig to set me straight.)
Rule # 184: In conjunction to the above, don't make a fuss about your 'pay.' (By PixelusPrime)
(None of the 'cons get paid and they don't complain about it. To be honest, I'm not sure if they know what it means to be paid.)
(Megatron knows, though.)
(And he will not tolerate any complaints in regards to this subject.)
Rule # 185: However bad your day was, don't even mention the average morale level of the crew. (By PixelusPrime)
(Face it, the crew's morale sucks. At first it may seem like they're all, "Whoo, we're going to crush the Autobots beneath our pedes!" but they're really thinking that if six Autobots have managed to hold the entire Decepticon army off for years, they're probably going to lose in the long run.)
(I know this; as of this moment, you know this; Pit, even Lord Megatron knows this! But never mention how low morale runs to anyone.)
(It will find its way up the chain of command and you will find out exactly how the Insecticons deal with low morale firsthand.)
(Here's a hint: they destroy anything/anyone in their way.)
Rule # 186: It may make an otherwise bad day better, but you're not allowed to hum to, listen to, or mention parodies or originals of the already banned songs. (By PixelusPrime)
(Boredom kills, okay? When copuled with a bad day, it's a million times worse.)
(The one thing I thought would make me feel better was listening to some music.)
(Unfortunately, Frenzy had stolen my iPod earlier that week and returned it with some changes I had yet to find out about.)
(All of my playlists were gone. All of them.)
(The only thing on there was a playlist composed of all the songs that were explicitly banned.)
(I put up with the music, and it did make me feel slightly better. However, most of the crew was not quite as pleased with my song choices.)
"Hey, Knock Out. I know what you're thinking, and no, you really don't want to know why I'm hanging by my foot from the ceiling."
Rule # 187: Though it is funny that Breakdown starts sniffling at the song 'Bad Day,' you may not play it in his immediate vicinity. (By Sorcelle Dragonmoon)
(Knock Out made him watch American Idol several times, and before you knew it, Breaky was hooked. Every week, the same stupid show with the same stupid plot with the same stupid song that played every time a contestant got eliminated.)
(To get him to stop watching that show, I followed him around playing 'Bad Day' for around four hours.)
(I realized too late that the song plays with Breakdown's emotions. He was fighting not to cry after only a half-hour.)
(When he finally broke down and cried, I immdeiately stopped playing the song and apologized.)
(I'm okay with making Airachnid, Starscream, certain Vehicons, and most of the Insecticons cry. What I'm not okay with is making Patchy cry.)
(So this made me mentally beat myself up for daring to risk making him upset.)
(When Knock Out found out, he wasn't happy. I got yelled at and Breakdown did, too, because he didn't say something or ask me to stop in the first place.)
Rule # 188: Just because you had a bad day doesn't mean you should get in a yelling match with a Decepticon. (Anonymous BW FG)
(The easiest way to tell if I'm in a really bad mood: I don't bother speaking English. The problem with that: there aren't many translators for actual Hawaiian dialect online, and the Decepticons need an internet source to translate.)
(No, I'm not babbling about this just because I can. It does play an important part in the story.)
(Long story short: horrible day... my cousin's Birthday, to be exact...)
(Just don't ask about it. I don't like to remember.)
(Anyways, Starscream decided that if I was already having a bad day, he should do everything in his power to make it worse. Five minutes after he started trying to further ruin my day, I began to shout at him in my native language. It didn't occur to me to make sure he couldn't understand what I said.)
(He didn't catch a word. And just because he could, he shouted back in Cybertronian. Which I can't understand.)
(So we spent almost an hour yelling at each other in languages the other couldn't understand.)
(Screamer damaged his vocorder and lost his voice. I shouted myself hoarse and lost my voice. And then we both had to endure a long lecture from Knock Out about never yelling for more than ten consecutive minutes.)
(Unless you're Lord Megatron. Then you can yell for as long as you like.)
Rule # 189: If you had a bad day, don't take it out on a emotional Decepticon. (By Undiscovered Poet)
(Emotional Decepticons are no fun in any situation. When your day is already not going well, they're even less fun.)
(You're going to need some background information on this one before I go on...)
(Dreadwing and I sort of have an unspoken agreement. If, for the most part, I leave him out of my pranks and do what he says, he lets me hide in his quarters in the event I really piss off Knock Out and/or Breakdown.)
(Yeah, our agreement usually doesn't stop me from making him mad at me or annoying him within the limits of aformentioned agreement.)
(Dreadwing was emotional because he was remembering his twin, and I certainly wasn't in a good mood either.)
(I don't feel like explaining exactly what happened; just know that it ended up with both of us storming off in the direction of our respective quarters, silently cursing the other for ever existing.)
Rule # 190: No matter how bad your day was, there are always certain Decepticons you can count on to cheer you up.
(Knock Out, Breakdown, Rumble, and Frenzy being those 'certain Decepticons.')
(The reason for Knock Out cheering me up is because he's my guardian. Breakdown's excuse is that Knock Out would kill him if anything happened to me while he was around. Don't believe him. I know he cares about me. With Frenzy, it's more like, "If you're gonna have a bad day, I better be the cause of it," instead of actually caring how I feel. It's Rumble I'm not so sure about. Part of it is the same reason as his twin, but the other part - I'm stumped as to what it is...)
(I was about two seconds from repetedly banging my head against the wall. Frenzy came up and poked me, asking why I looked so upset. When I didn't reply, he went to go get his twin. Rumble tackled me and refused to get off until I stopped sulking. Frenzy stood by and watched.)
"I hate you both."
(Rumble promptly slung me over his shoulder, calling for Frenzy to make sure I didn't hurt myself or him. They carried me to the medical bay and informed Knock Out and Breakdown that I was sulking.)
(Knock Out gently teased me while Breakdown made a few puns at the Autobots' expense. Frenzy came up with new pranks for us to do to Starscream. Rumble, strangely, was the only one not saying anything. All he really did was give me a hug and not let go. I ignored all of them.)
(But it's really difficult to ignore someone forever. Especially when they're doing everything in their power to make you laugh or smile.)
(I lasted five minutes before I gave in to letting them cheer me up.)