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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Sept 7, 2010 22:16:36 GMT -5
Bonecrusher doesn't bother trying to avoid the strike. He's not some skinny little lightweight that can try matching a slip of flesh like Dulcinea Six in agility. He is built to be a damage sink, however, and he'll use that to advantage. It'll take more than a slagging splinter to take him down.
He grunts as the spear slips between the panels on his forearm. His hand gives an almost imperceptible tremor before he clenches his fist and shifts his arm, panels clamping around the shaft of the spear. Insignificant damage, nothing more than a pinprick, but he'll see if the sack of guts has as easy a time getting her spear out as in.
He makes a grab for Dulcinea with his free hand, growling, "You're quick. We'll see how fast you are when I crush your legs."
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Dai-Janku
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Post by Dai-Janku on Sept 9, 2010 20:31:04 GMT -5
Dai-Janku looks up at Farlane, optics flickering in a blink. "Uh...what'cha got?" he asks, caught rather off-guard.
His optics narrow a bit as his head tilts over to the side. "Have we met before?"
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Post by Lugnut on Sept 10, 2010 13:59:04 GMT -5
Praise of Megatron? Oh, Lugnut is so there. Though he can't remember if his Megatron was one of the gladiators in his reality; by the time he first heard of the Glorious One, he was already part of the Decepticon army. "Of course Megatron is power! That, is why he is the one, rightful glooooorious leader of the Decepticons!" But wait, isn't Duskwing's Megatron different then his? "The imposter that you follow could not hope to stand in his magnificent glory." That's better!
An autograph business? It leaves Lugnut blinking in slight confusion, but hey, if it means more money for their noble cause, then why not?
--Skippable--
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Post by Farlane/Faye Fairlane on Sept 10, 2010 15:16:38 GMT -5
“Well, we got oil balls, we got this other stuff that’s probably like, radioactive and then there’s...” Farlane peers at one of the boxes intently for a moment, trying to decipher what exactly the sludgy grey ooze was before giving up and looking back up at Dai-Janku, “this. Thing. It moves. I bet it still will after ya eat it too. Also oil drinks in various degrees of ‘okay-ish’ and ‘terrible’.”
He was about to describe that in more detail but the kid asked him if they’d met before and the car-bot shrugs. “No idea, dude. Ya been to any exotic dance clubs recently?”
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Post by SceneMod on Sept 11, 2010 22:13:37 GMT -5
"Then it would not be to my advantage to allow that," Dulcinea replies to Bonecrusher, tone almost without emotion as she attempts to avoid his grip and slip in closer, releasing her spear to do so. She's fast, but not quite fast enough, and is grabbed up.
Dulcinea gives a perplexed frown at her situation. "Hmm. Avoidance may be more difficult than anticipated. But at least you will have a harder time moving away from this," and she attempts to bring the edge of her shield down hard on Bonecrusher's hand.
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Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Sept 12, 2010 18:59:10 GMT -5
"Well, I'm already managing Bonecrusher- TEAR HER HEAD OFF AND BEAT HER WITH IT! -but I suppose I could add Lugnut to my stable if he was amenable," Swindle responds, munching on a servofull of oil balls. "Yeah, I'll just run the fee for your idea against your tab for your mods, Duskwing."
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Post by Duskwing on Sept 12, 2010 20:37:59 GMT -5
Duskwing frowns slightly at Bonecrusher's fight and comments to Swindle, "Need to teach Boney some cool moves like Lugnut does. He ain't got no style. Hey, Bonecrusher and Kaon Krusher! Make a rad tag team, y'think?"
Oh, Lugnut didn't go there! Duskwing glares at the big bomber-former. "Hey! You do not who youse talkin' about!" he points a finger viciously at Lugnut. "I flew wit' Megatron to Earth, and he was the real deal! Wasn't 'til later dat imposter showed up. Weren't no imposter back in the day; was the real deal what smeared Sunstreaker all over the arena!"
"Yeah, dat works," Duskwing says absently to Swindle.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Sept 13, 2010 10:22:22 GMT -5
Bonecrusher gives a grunt of satisfaction as he catches his opponent and is just starting to clench his fist around her when she attacks with her shield. It comes down hard on a joint and Bonecrusher snarls, his hand twitching opening reflexively. As soon as he can he squeezes his fist shut again, but it might not be fast enough to keep a hold of Dulcinea.
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Post by Dai-Janku on Sept 15, 2010 9:39:35 GMT -5
Dai-Janku shakes his head - "No, m'not a dancer, but Firebolt likes danc--" he's interrupted as the chevron on his head is jarred loose by the head-shake. He grumbles, shoving it back into place, even hammering it in a couple times with his fist.
"I mean on the Event Horizon," he adds. "And I s'pose I'll give the oil balls a shot."
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Post by Farlane/Faye Fairlane on Sept 15, 2010 12:52:21 GMT -5
“Firebo- uh.” Farlane takes a moment to reprocess exactly what’d just been said, a look of blank horror adorning his dolled up face for a moment. Then cautious comprehension replaces the expression in short notice because some things are too weird even for him to think about.
“Well,” he says after a moment, handing Dai-Janku the box of treats. “You’ve prolly spotted me ‘round a few times then. Ain’t hard t’ miss, but then I’m usually a bit more pink.” He puts a hand on his hip afterwards, eying the mech up and down with a slight frown.
“You don’t even know what an exotic dance club is, do you?” the car-bot ventures carefully. He isn't sure what's worse: Dai-Janku being here with the full knowledge of what these matches were like or if the kid was just here because he thought it was some kind of game.
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Post by SceneMod on Sept 15, 2010 14:39:38 GMT -5
Dulcinea Six, quick little thing that she is, starts to fall as Bonecrusher briefly loses grip. Before she can hit the ground, though, she swings herself up and around, landing on her feet on Bonecrusher's arm itself! The fast little organic, still armed with her shield, attempts to run up his arm. In her free hand, a small knife is produced from somewhere, and if she can close the distance quickly enough, she will attempt to bury it in his face before he can grab her off.
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Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Sept 20, 2010 17:42:07 GMT -5
"Bonecrusher has style," Swindle says defensively. 'Brutal' counts as a style, right? "Duskwing, Lugnut's Megatron isn't the same one as yours. Different universe. Lugnut, stop antagonizing people with your Lugnutness. SERIOUSLY BONECRUSHER, RIP HER HEAD OFF!"
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Post by Duskwing on Sept 20, 2010 19:45:27 GMT -5
Duskwing sighed, letting his wings droop. "Swindle, don't be dense. 'Grab and flail' is not a style, and dat's what Boney is doin' right now. Now maybe he gonna show some 'brutal' when he gets a good hold, but he ain't done dat yet. Now, Megatron, he did 'BRUTAL' wit' a capital T real well. Frag, you shoulda seen him in the arena, he was the most awesome!"
The dark blue Seeker jumps up to cheer. "WHO DAT SAY DEY GONNA BEAT DAT BONECRUSHER?"
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Sept 22, 2010 10:00:20 GMT -5
The knife slips between one of the ridges of his brow and his 'nose' and pushes in. The blade isn't long enough to hit anything vital, but if he hadn't already been missing the optic on that side he might have started experiencing vision issues. As it is, it stings in a way the spear through his arm didn't.
Bellowing his rage, he jerks the arm Dulcinea is perched on, trying to unbalance her, even as his other hand comes up to try and catch his opponent and smash her flat against the ground.
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Post by Dai-Janku on Sept 25, 2010 23:36:36 GMT -5
Dai-Janku takes the box with thanks, and pops one of the things in. As Farlane mentions more pink, Dai-Janku makes a face as he thinks back. "I....hm. Might've seen you around once or twice, now that I think on it."
Then he gives Farlane a blank stare. "...can't say I do, no."
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