Botanica-3
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Post by Botanica-3 on Aug 5, 2008 15:56:04 GMT -5
Jetstorm's insult garners nothing more than a snort from Botanica. She's used to being considered aesthetically unappealing by those unused to technorganics. She's not overly impressed with the boxy designs of these ghosts from the past either. Rattrap doesn't mind Botanica's shape, nor does Perceptor- though she's not foolish enough to let that one get too close.
The chunk of wall flying in roughly her direction cuts short any other comments she might have, and she slips quickly beneath the soil. Botanica reappears a short distance behind Runamuck.
"Hmmmmm, you have a Thrust, too? Good to know that is, so very good. Makes me feel more at home, happy, happy," Botanica hums a pretty little tune. A moss-like substance is beginning to grow around Runamuck's feet. Inspection would reveal that the same fungus had been infecting the crumbling wall Runamuck brought down. What might it do to metal?
"What is, what was, and even what will be is not a game to play, a song to sing, or argument to bring. Truth is truth and fact is fact, and that can not be disputed."
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 9, 2008 10:35:29 GMT -5
"You looksh like a bug to me," Runamuck slurs at Jetstorm. "I could shtep on ya, if there weren't four of ya...."
Runamuck blinks as Counterpunch's chunk of wall shatters over his helmet. "Wash that for? You tryin' ta pick a fight?"At least the hit jarred some of the excess high grade out of his optic circuitry; now he's back to one plant-thing, a tiny blue flying thing, and a blue car-bot. What is it with blue in this dimension?
The white car stands unsteadily, looking ready to jump Counterpunch, until he notices the green stuff at his feet. "Wuh? He pokes at it with a foot bumper. Feels like it's trying to grow into the seams of his foot armor. Runamuck kicks into it, ripping up a chunk of it and sending it in Counterpunch's direction.
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Aug 9, 2008 13:46:24 GMT -5
"I do not want to be associated with anything squishy. And do try to step on me while I'm in the air. And you are not!" he shook his head and then backed away. "I think I hear a fight coming..." His voice was wary as he eyed the green stuff on the ground. It was so nasty looking and...
Uh oh. There went something flying at Counterpunch. He blasted off to the side, making good distance between the two.
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Counterpunch
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Post by Counterpunch on Aug 9, 2008 15:14:52 GMT -5
"And yet here we are, dead smack in the middle of never was, shouldn't become, and is impossible to be," Counterpunch sneers. "Maybe you sparks' fates are set, but I ain't buying it for myself."
"And what d'you mean, me picking a fight? You're the one throwing things in my direction fi-" and then Runamuck kicks something at him. Something green and organic that splatters against his torso.
"That's it!" he shouts, leaping towards Runamuck, hands balled into fists. At the moment, though, he's simply attempting to barge into the other and slam him with his shoulder against the wall behind.
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Botanica-3
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Post by Botanica-3 on Aug 9, 2008 17:01:43 GMT -5
Botanica continues to smile and hum, seeming for all the world as if she's no longer paying attention. The mossy flora has such an interesting little voices and was very unhappy over being disturbed, oh yes. First it loses its house. and then it is torn and flung about, oh me, oh my, that just upsets it more. Poor little things just needs a new home they do, and of course Botanica will give them all the encouragement they need to find one, yes, yes. When Counterpunch attempts to tackle Runamuck, Botanica proves she isn't as lost in thought as it would appear, darting further back from the pair. She gives her self a boost up into a nearby tree, perches herself on a limb to watch the fun, and all the while the fungus keeps spreading, trying to work it's way into any crack or seam in metal or rock it can find. Not to harm, not really, but if it takes hold it can be quite the mess to clean out, and who knows what damage it might cause in the meantime? 1She carefully tucks or pulls all her vines up and out of the way as she watches and sing songs, "Can you do it? Can you? Dare you? Would you? Won't you? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?" She cocks her head, the shakes it side to side, "No, no, not I, would not, should not, would not, should not, should not join the dance." 2 1 Who knows? The affected players of course! Your choice if the mess even gets in your characters' systems or not, as well as what might happen as a result.
2 Paraphrasing a bit from the Mock Turtle's Song.
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 9, 2008 17:50:26 GMT -5
All thoughts of running down talking plants and stepping on tiny jets are lost in the drunken fog as Counterpunch takes the bait. "Let'sh RUMBLE!"
Runamuck grunts, foot scrapping back through the moss. He'd probably be falling over if it wasn't starting to take a hold in his left foot, and most of that is tearing as Runamuck slides. The Battlecharger raises his arms, balling his fists together and pounding down at Counterpunch's head.
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Aug 9, 2008 19:26:50 GMT -5
Now this is entertainment! "I only wish I had some energon to sip on as I watch, hmm?" Jetstorm mimicked holding a fine glass and then shrugged as he backed further up into the air. His floating did help him to not get hit by the creepy-crawly ground moss, which made his viewing more enjoyable, whether he realized it or not.
"Try not to kill each other! It may not be favorable by the leaders... As crazy as they are..." He called out.
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Counterpunch
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Post by Counterpunch on Aug 9, 2008 20:12:55 GMT -5
Counterpunch's head is pounded down upon, causing the spy to stumble back before landing on his rear. He snarls and lifts his right leg to kick at Runamuck's leg, and that's when he realizes something is terribly wrong.
One of Counterpunch's very few advantages, besides having two separate robot modes, is the fact that he is abnormally observant. Sometimes he doesn't seem observant, but that's because the big ball of temper that makes up his Decepticon persona serves to distract away from this. But even in the depths of his fury, in the midst of a fight, his mind is not so clouded as to not notice a bizarre fungus creeping its way into the seams of his armor.
He lowers his leg and holds up his right arm, palm of hand turned towards Runamuck. "Wait! Hang on! Something's wrong. This... this stuff. Something's up with this stuff. We've got to get it off ourselves!"
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Botanica-3
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Post by Botanica-3 on Aug 9, 2008 21:41:05 GMT -5
If the point is pressed Botanica would claim- truthfully even- that she was not attacking either Decepticon. Her very presence encourages the surrounding flora to thrive, and this creeping fungus is no exception. She is encouraging it's growth, yes, nurturing it, but not setting it specifically upon the brawling mechs. The fuzzy green growth is merely acting according to its nature. As Botanica is.
Just as they all are.
She doesn't show any concern or annoyance when Counterpunch pinpoints the invasion. What she does show is curiosity, the madness that is her constant companion abating slightly as the scientist wrests control. "Hrm. They seem to like something in Decepticon paint," she says. Botanica tilts her head, as if listening to someone, "And they don't like being separated from one another. Fascinating. Almost like an organic nanite colony."
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 10, 2008 10:01:20 GMT -5
Runamuck isn't all that observant in the best of times. Smashed halfway to stasis, it's fortunate he even remembers gravity. Alas, one nemesis he's never overcome....
He does manage a foggy blink as Counterpunch holds out his hand. "What're you....." Then he actually looks down. If he hadn't been white enough before, he would be now. "Or.....organicsh....gettin....inta my armor....?!"
Even thoughts of the fight are gone now. Runamuck lets out a panicked yelp, jumping back and tearing out a clump of the fungus-covered ground. He slams down again on his back, scrambling away from the fungus and tearing at the green stuff on his feet with both hands. "GEDDITOFFGEDDITOFFGEDDITOFF!!!!!"
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Aug 10, 2008 12:59:02 GMT -5
The best way to describe Jetstorm's reaction to the organic moss would be if you threw a slug at preppy cheerleader.
"GROSS. Oh GET IT AWAY GET IT AWAY!!!!" He goes higher into the air, waving his arms around frantically as if it was actually on him, completely ignoring the fact that there was no way the ground moss could actually be on him. He whined and rubbed his hands all over his arms, trying to brush off the mere thought of it. "SO. NASTY. EW. EW. EEEEWWW!!"
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Counterpunch
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Post by Counterpunch on Aug 10, 2008 14:36:03 GMT -5
Counterpunch gives no reaction to Botanica's words, even if they leave him with a suspicion that maybe it's not Decepticon paint that the fungus is so fond of. Instead, he watches Runamuck panic, but only for a moment, then looks up and watches Jetstorm panic, but only for a moment. Then he narrows his optic band and mutters, "Idiots."
Then he thinks fast.
Organic stuff. Fungus looking. How to get it off- water? No, organics like water. However...
Counterpunch transforms into blue car mode, Decepticon sigil glaring proudly from his hood. "I'm driving through the bonfire. Won't be in there long, and I'll be willing to bet the heat and light affects this stuff worse than it does me." With that, his engine roars and he takes off. He gave the warning - the others can decide what to do with it for themselves.
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Botanica-3
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Post by Botanica-3 on Aug 10, 2008 21:21:34 GMT -5
Botanica finds the flailings of both Runamuck and Jetstorm quite amusing. So amusing in fact, that the significance of Counterpunch's declaration is almost missed. As he transforms and roars off, she realizes his intentions, and she starts to wail and screech.
"No no no! You'll kill them, so young and smart, and you would smother them in the cradle! Horrid, horrid machine!"
This time she does exert her will, calling the fledgling colony out and off of Counterpunch, or at least as much of it as she can. She drops to the ground, and the creeping moss slithers toward her and away from Runamuck. She bends down, scooping up a handful and cradling it to her chest, all the while keeping a watchful eye on the Decepticons and Vehicon.
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 12, 2008 1:42:37 GMT -5
Runamuck doesn't really notice the moss slithering off his feet. He just notices a creepy feeling of dozens of tiny things sliding across his armor. And a really loud flower-bot, but that can wait a minute.
"I'll show ya," he growls at the fungus, snapping into car mode and screeching tires against the ground, tearing up any of the green stuff that hadn't escaped yet before streaking after Counterpunch. If the other Con doesn't hear him coming and move, Runamuck fully intends to use him as a ramp to jump into the bonfire, then transform and jump out (the thought of what to do about any fire that stays with him hasn't occurred yet). If not, he'll just plow straight through.
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Aug 13, 2008 11:04:21 GMT -5
After shivering a little bit, and a little more rubbing his arms to make sure nothing got on it, Jetstorm watches Counterpunch with complete interest. "He's like a stunt driver!" Jetstorm exclaims, as he darts along in the air to watch what happens. He spins backwards upon hearing Botanica's angry cry, and starts pointing and laughing.
"HOPE THEY FRY!" He yells out, pointing at Counterpunch, indicating the moss.
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