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Post by Victoria Raines on Jan 14, 2011 20:40:44 GMT -5
"It is not about factions and badges, fool. We are so much more than those ridiculous monikers."
Shockwave lets Emirate Xaaron play Frazetta-girl, and even tries to give the golden Autobot a slight reassuring squeeze. After all, Shockwave is not worried about Oil Slick. At all.
"There is no Empire here for you to defend. There is only me and my order, and opposing it is folly," Shockwave fires again, this time attempting to take out Oil Slick's knee.
Another attempt at a squeeze, and Shockwave says to Xaaron, "We need a life force to jumpstart the bridge. He will do nicely."
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jan 14, 2011 20:57:35 GMT -5
Yes, clearly, what every foolish Autobot needs is a big, strong Decepticon to show him the way. That's what the propaganda reels would say, anyway!
Emirate Xaaron does waver at Oil Slick's suggestions, looking up at Shockwave less-than-adoringly, more uncertainly. Then Shockwave suggests killing Oil Slick, and Emirate Xaaron brightens. He reveals his evil Autobot side, for Autobots are ever evil to Decepticons, and he gushes, "Oh, may I, really? He's saying such horrible things. I think I may go quite mad."
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Post by Oil Slick on Jan 16, 2011 2:23:46 GMT -5
That shot hits the knee, and down Oil Slick goes in a tumble.
How quaint, it's just like what happened to that flamethrowing Autobot on the Space Bridge outpost...
Oil Slick sits up, carefully leaning on the injured hand, and transforming the other into a vent. "You'll rust into nothing before you reach me!"
Green gas shoots out of the vent, and begins to quickly fill the area. The chemist grins a leering grin. "A backup strain - not covered by the vaccine. Will take me too, but it will stop you two as well."
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Post by Needlenose on Jan 16, 2011 18:43:52 GMT -5
"Ah, good, good," Needlenose says approvingly from where he watches on the screen. "I mean, the whole direct confrontation thing might not have been the best way to go about it, but it's obvious his loyalties are in the right place, anyway."
He tilts his head, looking upward, and scratches his chin. "I wonder if we should point out to him that Xaaron is a lot more dangerous than he seems to believe? 'Course, that means admitting that we were rooting around in his dreams." Then he shakes his head. "Naw. These sorts of lessons stick best when you learn them on your own, anyway!"
OOC: Still skippable.
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Post by Spinister on Jan 17, 2011 8:15:18 GMT -5
Spinister munches some more snacks as he watches the psychodrama. He observes evenly, "He's bluffing or willing to suicide. Maybe both."
Spinister's not quite sure where he sits on the sliding scale of "live free or die hard", but as long as Oil Slick's not going to take his comrades down with him in his blaze of chemical glory, seems like Oil Slick might work out just fine. They just need to make sure Hook won't pick Oil Slick as his second, which means waiting a few days.
OOC: Also skippable.
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Post by Victoria Raines on Jan 19, 2011 23:29:50 GMT -5
When the gas begins to fill the room, Shockwave tries to push Xaaron away in the rough direction of the exit. The edges of Shockwave's armor where it hits the mist is all ready corroding.
"Finish it," he says before firing at Oil Slick, canon at full power.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jan 20, 2011 17:35:53 GMT -5
It's touching of Shockwave to push Xaaron off toward the exit, but it's already too late. Rust, improbable as it might be, blossoms against the gold and the silver, dark red roses of death. Xaaron reaches for Shockwave, to hold him in his arms if he falls, and he cries out, "Oh no. Not you, my friend. Not you."
The situation is officially getting improbable enough that Oil Slick's mind might rebel and wake him up before they all die!
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Post by Oil Slick on Jan 20, 2011 22:19:27 GMT -5
And as Oil Slick is about to be hit by the blast, he jerks awake, throwing his arms up to cover his face, snorting and gibbering.
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How undignified. Thankfully for the Mayhems, however, he is rather disoriented, and he can't see clearly just yet, so there's time to cover their tracks.
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Post by Needlenose on Jan 21, 2011 11:50:24 GMT -5
Needlenose's track covering consists of hitting one button, switching the terminal away from the images of what had been going on inside Oil Slick's head to more technical readings demonstrating the progress of the anti-virals. He doesn't even bother putting away his energon goodies.
"And that's that!" he says cheerfully, glancing up at Oil Slick. "So how are you doing? Mobile yet? Pain down to a dull roar?"
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Post by Spinister on Jan 21, 2011 12:08:43 GMT -5
Spinister holds out a candy, clearly offering it to Oil Slick. The best way to cover up strange behaviour is, of course, to act like there's nothing wrong with it at all. If Oil Slick comments on it being weird that the Mayhems were munching snacks while Oil Slick was off in dreamland, Spinister will of course stare like Oil Slick is crazy - everyone eats candy while their co-workers are sick! Duh!
It's a nice candy, too, hard boron shell with a soft, gooey energon centre.
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Post by Oil Slick on Jan 21, 2011 15:48:03 GMT -5
The chemist groans, sitting up. His optics take a moment to focus...on candy? A befuddled expression follows the arm to Spinister. Oil Slick waves it off. "I will pass. I'm more partial to benzene concoctions..."
Oil Slick wobbles to his feet, then leans on a counter, flipping his head bubble back up. "That was terribly unpleasant and incredibly bizarre, but I am mobile again. You have my thanks."
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Post by Needlenose on Jan 21, 2011 16:53:41 GMT -5
"Happy to be of help!" Needlenose answers, shutting down his aid programs. Perhaps a few things get deleted in the process. "So if that's that, I've got things to see and people to do!" He beams briefly at Spinister as he stands up.
// Hook's asked me to help judge his little affair. I'll observe there and... depending on how that goes, shall I speak with him? // he radios to Spinister.
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Post by Spinister on Jan 21, 2011 20:56:51 GMT -5
Spinister shrugs and eats the candy himself. Oil Slick's loss! He just nods when Oil Slick thanks him. They'll make Oil Slick pay what he owes, someday. Spinister answers Needlenose, //Right. Get him some benzene candy.//
To cheer him up about his failure!
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Post by Oil Slick on Jan 23, 2011 13:42:12 GMT -5
Oil Slick leans on the counter, and fishes out a datapad. He's wasting no time in planning how to get back at Perceptor. "Have fun with that," he says to Needlenose, focused on this shakily-sketched box full of nozzles.
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OOC: Fadey times?
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Post by Needlenose on Jan 23, 2011 17:16:35 GMT -5
"Aaaaalways!" Needlenose answers Oil Slick as he struts out of the room.
//Got it,// he radios to Spinister.
OOC: Makes sense! Needlenose is gone, anyway.
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