Omega Supreme
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Shorter and Coloured Funny but Still Angry as the Pit
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Post by Omega Supreme on May 31, 2008 15:18:59 GMT -5
Omega Supreme is one of the worst choices of presenter possible. For one thing, he's huge. For another thing, he has a rather peculiar speech pattern that does not lend itself to announcements.
He tromps up to the stage and sits down next to the podium, rattling small to medium objects as he does so.
Omega Supreme booms, "Award: Angstiest Decepticon. Nominees: Dead End, Hellbender, Hook; Jetstorm."
Omega Supreme is certainly known to make Decepticons angst - see Hook, but some, he just tears in half - see Hellbender.
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Dead End
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Yes, we're all doomed. I already knew that.
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Post by Dead End on Jun 1, 2008 9:29:18 GMT -5
Dead End looks up from his datapad (where he was re-reading "The Fall of the House of Usher") and comments, "It is not angst to acknowledge the basic truths of existance. We are all dead mechs walking. Sooner or later, every one of us will fall."
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Hellbender
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"Seriously."
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Post by Hellbender on Jun 1, 2008 9:36:42 GMT -5
At the far back of the auditorium, the back wall moves, revealing itself to not be a wall at all, but the resting coils of Hellbender.
"Ah''m not angsty!" boomed the great worm. "Ah'm just a little... unhappy 'bout bein' stuck with no optics and no hands and no robot mode. Ah figure that'll get fixed one of these days. Ah used to fly, though. Dunno if Ah'll ever see the blue and the black up top again..."
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Omega Supreme
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Post by Omega Supreme on Jun 7, 2008 13:48:37 GMT -5
The nominees do not seem to be appreciative. That is their own problem, Omega Supreme decides. Of course, Hook hasn't shown his face, but Omega Supreme didn't expect that he would.
He just points and arm over at the award, it being far too delicate for him to actually contemplate lifting. The award is a fragile crystal tear that seems to glimmer not with light but with darkness, evoking the angst of a tortured soul.
Omega Supreme bets it'll make a great paperweight.
He announces, "Winners: Hellbender, Hook."
Will the crane continue hiding?
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Post by Hook on Jun 8, 2008 23:46:06 GMT -5
Hook slouches further down in his seat as it's announced that he's won the award. Lovely. As if this whole sham wasn't bad enough...
//Mixmaster, go get the award.//
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Mixmaster
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The chemlab on crack...I mean wheels.
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Post by Mixmaster on Jun 9, 2008 7:49:55 GMT -5
Mixmaster freezes on his way back from wherever he's wandered off to during this entire thing and glances up at the stage. He's silent for a moment.
//You want m-me to go up there alone?// He snorts over the comm as he comes up behind Hook. //N-no thanks, it's your 'award.'//
There's a brief period of contemplative silence before, sweetly, //...and you wouldn't want to keep poor O-Omega waiting, would you? He might take it upon himself to come searching for you, he might.//
Mixmaster then reaches out to grab Hook's arm; if he actually manages it then he will begin to try and drag Hook up to the stage with him, and if he doesn't then he will continue to pester, make a lot of noise, and hopefully draw a lot of attention.
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Post by Hook on Jun 9, 2008 11:08:48 GMT -5
Hook freezes as Mixmaster grabs his arm and starts tugging him up towards the stage. That leaves the cement-mixer with quite a lot of dead weight to deal with for a few minutes.
By the Builders' forges, why couldn't he have been sent one of the Constructicons he could convince to go up there and get the award? ('Bullied' and 'goaded with taunts on their masculinity/bravery' were such ugly words.)
Admittedly, if Scrapper were here, he'd have to be the one doing the dragging to get anything done.
With a sudden resumption of forward momentum, Hook allows Mixmaster to drag him to the stage. //You owe me for this.//
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Hellbender
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Post by Hellbender on Jun 9, 2008 21:49:10 GMT -5
"Ah, Hook? Could y'all pick up mine, too?" Hellbender asked plaintively. "Ah can't pick it up. No hands."
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Mixmaster
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Post by Mixmaster on Jun 11, 2008 19:21:47 GMT -5
There's a moment of Mixmaster hopping about and backward as he attempted to haul Hook along with him and not fall on his face at the same time.
And once he manages to get his balance back, Hook then decides that he actually does want the award and Mixmaster has to go through a whole new series of hops and tuggings. He mutters under his breath and purposefully pulls a little harder. //Owe you, my dear gestalt-mate? Since when does a good, upstanding Decepticon (such as yourself) demand payment for a well-meaning act of support and care of which I am giving you?//
He tosses a wave and a grin over his shoulder in Hellbender's direction. What they mean depends entirely on how you interpret them.
Then his cheerful demeanor falters and his steps become a little more hesitant as they approach Omega Supreme: The Wanna-be Constructicon Serial Killer.
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