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Post by Victoria Raines on Oct 20, 2010 12:41:33 GMT -5
Hmm, well-played Emirate. Shockwave was, of course, going to call Oil Slick up as a witness for the prosecution. Xaaron has carefully and cleverly places Shockwave on the defensive, despite being the prosecutor.
Shockwave patiently waits for his turn to cross-examine.
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Post by SceneMod on Oct 23, 2010 20:05:54 GMT -5
OOC: Gah! Sorry I missed this.
The Quintesson decides that he's no longer entertained by the robotic-monkey performance and turns towards the bailiff and nods faintly, apparently giving some sort of signal. Then the bailiff interrupts Xaaron's questioning of Oil Slick.
"Has the magistrate rendered a verdict?" he asks.
"I have," intoned the Quintesson. His switches to the Death face and declares, "Innocent. Feed him to the Sharkticons."
And then the floor falls out beneath Sentinel Prime, with other sections sliding away, letting the others see the Sharkticon tank that had been installed beneath the floor.
OOC: Dumping of Sentinel Prime done with permission.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Oct 23, 2010 21:40:32 GMT -5
Innocent? That's too easy! Oh. Someone watching Sentinel Prime very, very closely will notice that he does not display a normal reaction to a surprising and scary situation. In fact, he doesn't display any reaction at all, consistant with any number of disorders, including a blunted or even flattened affect, though the Quintesson judge up there might just conclude that this particular robot fails at sapience emulation. A moment after he's dropped, he wails and flails, and that all seems normal enough, but there was that moment there, that moment where there was nothing... ...AllSpark, Sentinel Prime hopes no one caught that. This conscious acting out of pretending to have a normal emotional spectrum is getting a bit precarious and tedious. He really does have the time to think about that, as he falls. He hits the water like a pallet of space bridge parts, hard, and he reflects that his nice suit is probably ruined and that he should probably make a comment along the lines of, oh, "Ugh, this is revolting!" which he does, before he sinks beneath the water, just to stay consistant with his expected personality. Annoyingly, the cuffs holding him don't short out when he is submerged. Sentinel Prime doesn't improvise well, but he's been thinking about what to do about about the cuffs since they were slapped on his wrists, and he hopes he's figured something out. As the Sharkticons swim closer, menacing shapes, as at ease in the water as he is out of place, Sentinel Prime summons his shield, and in an intense act of concentration, he manifests it just an Angstrom away from his armour. He can feel the shield generator whining at him - it's not supposed to do this; it's supposed to extend out away from him to make bubbles, not contract inward! Sentinel Prime ignores that vague prickly pain and then blows the shield out away from himself, allowing it to assume its more normal bubble shape - blowing the cuffs and his suit off with it, revealing his robot self and his proudly placed Elite Guard insignia. His battlemask covers his face, and he takes his lance in his hand, shield on his other arm. Time to make some Sharkticon kebabs.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Oct 23, 2010 22:51:44 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron was totally going to ask Oil Slick a probing question about the medications he gave Sentinel Prime and thereby trick Oil Slick into saying exactly what Emirate Xaaron wanted, and then...
...Sentinel Prime gets himself dumped in a Sharkticon pit. Good going, Sentinel Prime. That is exactly what they needed. Not.
Emirate Xaaron tries to catch Arcee's attention and Elita-1, too. Over Autobot shortrange band, he transmits, //We need to get Sentinel Prime out of the pit, but we need to not get anyone else in the pit, and we need to not get tripped up by the Decepticons. I'm worried the bailffis may intervene if we try to fish him out ourselves.//
He does not seem to consider the possibility that Sentinel Prime might just be able to handle himself, because that's patently ridiculous, given his past behaviour.
Emirate Xaaron was, of course, too busy with Oil Slick to catch Sentinel Prime's emotionless slip.
//Anyone have grapplers or rope? Or the ability to borrow grapplers or rope off someone here?//
Emirate Xaaron doesn't know about Oil Slick's chain-linked canisters, but Elita-1 borrowing those would probably do the trick.
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Post by Oil Slick on Oct 25, 2010 13:01:35 GMT -5
Oil Slick waits patiently for his next question...when the judge up and dumps Sentinel Prime into...something. The chemist cannot see from where he is what Sentinel fell into.
He puts forth a confused look, looking up at the judge, but calling Shockwave - //...it cannot be this easy, Lord Shockwave. Or can it?//
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Post by Carolyn Blake on Oct 25, 2010 23:49:06 GMT -5
Arcee is on her feet as soon as Sentinel falls, and she starts to lunge forward- only to be aggressively warned back by one of the bailiffs.
//Sir, I'm not sure we'll be able to directly interfere... not without causing some seriously bad PR.//
//That said- what are you orders?//
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Post by Victoria Raines on Oct 26, 2010 0:00:15 GMT -5
Shockwave also stands when Sentinel is declared Sharkticon food, but this is mainly to allow him to better look down into the tank. Shockwave had been watching Sentinel, you see, and so did catch that moment of non-reaction. Curious. Hrm. And resourceful. //It is seldom that easy. For now, however, I wish to see how this Primeling deals with such a challenge.// Sharkticons are not unknown to Shockwave, after all. To Xaaron (remember, they've talked on radio before) Shockwave says, //I was not aware today was Opposite Day. I wonder how the Guilty are punished?//
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Post by SceneMod on Oct 26, 2010 10:30:15 GMT -5
"This case is now closed," declares the Quintesson, before floating serenely towards the judge's exit, apparently having lost all interest in the matter. The bailiffs, however, remain, and do, indeed, prevent anyone from attempting to fish Sentinel Prime out.
The Sharkticons swarm at Sentinel Prime from all sides, mouths agape as they each strive to be the first to get a bite, round eyes wide and staring. If they're disappointed by the Prime's escape from his bonds, they don't show it.
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Oct 26, 2010 15:06:49 GMT -5
Huh, when Skystrike had expected the trial to be short, she hadn’t expected the trail to be quite this short. The seeker stands up, warily eying the new hole in the courtroom floor and making a note to herself to never go to court on unfamiliar planets. Better to just level everything and then worry about any alien justice systems afterwards.
“At least we didn’t have to recount him trying to hit on you,” she rumbles to Misfire before straightening up and tilting her hat back slightly. She keeps the rest of her sensors on the surrounding crowd, in case anything should happen. //Any orders, my lord?//
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Oct 26, 2010 16:19:00 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime considers his options. The whole modern style of Autobot combat revolves around teamwork, small groups banding together to take down bigger opponents. In such a team, Sentinel Prime provides mobile cover for several Autobots with his shield, and given that it draws some power from the hits it takes, it's quite good against Decepticon firepower. His lance allows him to keep foes at a reasonable distance, to keep them away from whatever might be protecting. Sentinel Prime's set up to be a defensive fighter, one cog in the big machine, and in the right team, against one big (Decepticon) opponent, this works just great.
Instead, he's surrounded by ugly fish-creatures that aren't much bigger than he is, and he's alone.
Sentinel Prime supposes he could just keep the shield bubble up until it runs out of energy, but that's no way to die, and worse, that's no way to survive, and if Sentinel Prime is anything, he's a survivor, rising from his own ashes to claw his way back up to his righful place. He mag-clamps his shield to his back and then charges what looks like the weakest spot in the encircling Sharkticons, trying to lance one down the gullet and then flick it off at the next nearest Sharkticon.
It never occurs to Sentinel Prime to try to negotiate with the Sharkticons or that they might be intelligent creatures, as worthy of life as he is.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Oct 26, 2010 18:04:29 GMT -5
//The plan is, you collect my pieces if this backfires,// Emirate Xaaron tells his Autobots.
Then, he sidles over to the nearest bailiff, smiles politely, and asks, "Sic, quantus operor they persolvo vos?" He's just repeating what Glyph said, so it's probably the wrong dialect, and Glyph likely only knows Quintesson moderately well, and it's possible that Shockwave or one of the other Decepticons does speak Quintesson, but Emirate Xaaron wouldn't be Emirate Xaaron if he didn't try a gambit involving talking down the dangerous, malevolent being.
Emirate Xaaron relies back to Shockwave, still cheery, //I would speculate Death by Snu-Snu.//
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Post by Victoria Raines on Oct 29, 2010 23:16:37 GMT -5
Skipping Oil Slick due to timeout. Also, swapping my character order around due to... well, my already having Shockwave logged in and being lazy.
Shockwave runs Xaaron's comment through his cultural databanks. Shockwave's headfins twitch.
//I think I would prefer being found Guilty.// he says to Xaaron, //He is doing well enough, it seems.//
To the Decepticons, Shockwave says, //Let it stand. We are supposed to be the law-abiding faction, remember. However- if the Autobots interfere we may have to become involved. After all, interfering with a court order is ground for a contempt charge.//
Misfire just nods at Skystrike. The gaudy jet is very relieved.
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Post by Carolyn Blake on Oct 29, 2010 23:20:25 GMT -5
Arcee moves up as close as she can to Emirate Xaaron.
//Yes sir.//
Skippable
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Post by Oil Slick on Oct 30, 2010 14:15:35 GMT -5
//Very well, then// Oil Slick replies to Shockwave, standing up. He puts his fedora back on.
He can't help a wry smirk as he looks over to the pool opening, though. "Misbehave, and the law will come back to bite you eventually..." he says, mostly to himself. Autobots with decent hearing might catch it, though!
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Post by SceneMod on Oct 30, 2010 14:45:38 GMT -5
The bailiff tilts his head, taking a moment to figure out just what Emirate Xaaron is asking (his accent is a bit hard to sort through). Then he snorts.
"Quis does is res? Vos can't persolvo mihi satis futurus dignitas periculum volo."
Meanwhile, one Sharkticon has a lance shoved down his throat, and is immediately flung into a second one. The two tumble into a third. Unfortunately, only the first two are injured enough to keep them away - the third one, however, turns on the lanced one and starts to eat it.
Sentinel still has a whole mess of other Sharkticons nipping at him, however.
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