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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Nov 8, 2010 22:03:04 GMT -5
OOC: Day 26. Open thread. Pz-Zazz, one of the many cities, near a space port. Yes, this takes place in a bar, but I'd appreciate things not devolving into a bar brawl very quickly, as there are 'conversational things' to be accomplished. Impactor has been promised a drink (several, in fact), but he's gotten tired of waiting for the chance to test whether or not he can still get drunk, so he's decided to make a go of it on his own. Perhaps Guzzle will be by later to buy him those promised drinks. Although for his part, Impactor isn't too certain he wants to be seen by someone who knows him. He's... off balance here. Back home, Impactor had a reputation as being one of those who've seen it all, done it all, but the fact of the matter is, this Impactor has never been on an alien planet. He's seen, fought and killed all manner of native Cybertronians, not all of them even Transformers, but aliens? Aliens are new for him. And thus he sits in one of the dives nearer the spaceport - not the nearest, but not too much farther out, either - in one of the booths, a mug of liquid fuel that he wishes he could properly taste at hand, studying those around him, guessing at weaknesses, searching for potential kill-shots, trying to derive what he can about the way the other patrons fight by the way they drink. It's how he sees the world. He's looking less than his best, since it's been a few days since his last stop in medical - paint's started to gray noticeably, though the color's still more there than not, and one or two of his weld-seams have started to crack open. His optics are also a bit dimmer than they were a few days before. He seems to pay no attention to that, more interested in watching others than worrying about how he looks.
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Post by Tessan Toov on Nov 9, 2010 0:38:51 GMT -5
Twin Twist has totally been off Cybertron! He's been to Earth for sure, where he had to put up with Prowl bossing him around. Twin Twist is tagging along with Springer1 to go drinking because Twin Twist likes drinking! Also, Emirate Xaaron's said not to go out alone. (This is just as well. Twin Twist tends to need a 'handler' in non-combat, non-duty situations, anyway.)
Looking around the bar, Twin Twist has to opine, slightly sadly, "It's just not the same without Whirl and Roadbuster." He places his hand over his Autobot symbol at the last.
Twin Twist does not notice Impactor, because he's looking over at the bar itself, adding, "Sure's not Maccadam's."
1 OOC: Mention of Springer okayed by Springer's player.
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Post by Skyfire on Nov 9, 2010 19:22:52 GMT -5
"No, it's not, but it has its own charm" says Skyfire from a nearby bar stool. The big white shuttleformer gets to his feet, carefully keeping his wings out of his neighbor's face. "Excuse me, Idaho, I think I see some friends from our ship," he says to said neighbor. "Thanks for the tip about Katta Kastellum."
"Springer, Twin Twist, good to see you. I think there's a table over there that will seat all of us, if you care to join me," Skyfire says, smiling. He hasn't noticed Impactor either, having been deep in conversation with some previous acquaintances when he came in, and now Impactor is ensconced in a booth somewhere behind him...
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Post by Springer on Nov 9, 2010 22:52:02 GMT -5
Springer waves a bit to Skyfire, and looks to Twin Twist. "Yeah, but it beats nothing at all." He would've dragged Twin Twist, Topspin, and Ultra Magnus (And possibly Guzzle*) to The Pit Stop, but after the run-in with Gold Marg, Springer figured it was best to go somewhere that he wasn't known for bringing a group that's rough around the edges. "Well, sure..." he starts to answer Skyfire, and then he notices Impactor. "...might need room for one more, though!" He opens a channel //Hey, Impactor, up for a Wreckers' night out?// ----- OOC: Dragging of Magnus and Topspin done with player permission. Possible inclusion of Guzzle due to his assumed desire to participate, but not online when I made this post to confirm if I could mention him.
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Post by Topspin on Nov 9, 2010 23:52:41 GMT -5
Barring everything that's happened with Thunderwing, Topspin (and Springer, by extension) is the odd one out in that he's been everywhere but Cybertron for a long time now. Sucks, but he makes do. He regards the bar with no more than an idle curiosity, taking note of the layout, exits, patrons, and what might break nicely over somebody's head if the need arises. Standard stuff.
Topspin glances at Twin Twist out of the corner of his optic band, feeling something for him, which only serves to confuse him a little. He's...not sure what to do about this Twin Twist. Like using contour render A) on topography B) they don't line up properly. This isn't his Twin Twist, and he's not his Topspin, which means he still doesn't know what happened to his brother. Is he still suffering? Is he still in that Hell-hole? Is he dead? Topspin has new things and people to deal with now, so he's been trying not to think about it.
He's failing miserably.
"Hey, Skyfire," he greets. He refuses be a hindrance, and the last thing he needs is anybody asking after him, so he's keeping his chin up. Topspin can have one Hell of a poker face when he wants to.
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Nov 10, 2010 17:22:38 GMT -5
Of course Guzzle tagged along! Say fuel and he'll be there at the drop of a hat; doesn't matter if he has to drink it or blow it up, anything's good for the Minibot. He walks in along with the others, blue optics peering out from deep inside his helmet, scanning the bar, paying equal attention to both the patrons and the booze lined up along the shelves behind the corner. Once he's satisfied he lets out a little 'heh', before glancing at Twin Twist, grinning behind his faceplate. "True that, but at least ya got me. I sure as hell can drink for the both of 'em."
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Nov 10, 2010 18:22:07 GMT -5
It's a pretty normal instinct to look towards the door when it opens, and so Impactor spots the group of Wreckers as they enter the bar, spying Skyfire as he gets up to join them. He smirks as he starts to stand up, replying to Springer's radio message, //Sure, but don't think this means I'm signing up.//
Still smirking, he approaches the others. "This is proving to be a popular place, but I guess it has location in its favor." He looks around and snorts. "Which generally suggests it doesn't have much else going for it, but eh. Beggars and choosers."
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Post by Tessan Toov on Nov 10, 2010 20:46:20 GMT -5
Oh, there's Jetfire! Or is that Skyfire. Twin Twist has at least glanced over the crew list, but he's still a bit shaky on putting different names to familiar faces and unfamiliar names to stranger faces and known names to odd faces. It's weird enough already that Springer's not Springer and that Topspin is not Topspin. Twin Twist's mind, it has been blown from 'go' in this universe, and it continues to be blown any time he so much as looks around.
Oh, that is Skyfire. Topspin might not be Topspin, but like Topspin, Topspin got the lion's share of the processors of all the Jumpstarters. Good old Topspin, around to keep these things straight, like names.
Twin Twist says slowly to Guzzle, "Well, I'd like to toast Roadbuster, sure, but-"
Oh, there's Impactor! "-oh, blast, maybe we should include him, too."
Walking dead complete confuse the matter of toasting comrades past.
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Post by Skyfire on Nov 10, 2010 21:06:39 GMT -5
Skyfire looks over the barroom again, and tells Springer, "Looks like that big table is free. Come on, pull up a chair or three."
He crosses to the table in question; a somewhat feathery waitress is still clearing used glassware and wiping up. "Mind if we take this table?" Skyfire asks politely; at a "Sure, hun", from the waitress, he reverses a chair and straddles it.
"Oh, definitely! Please join us, Impactor! I apologize for not really getting acquainted before back at Kup's office; the Emirate has kept me busy." The big white spaceship-former lowers his voice somewhat. "Oh, it's got more than that. The clientele are mostly my kind of people--independent spacers, explorers, adventurers, the like. You won't find liner crews or flatlanders here."
He nods in welcome. "Twin Twist, Topspin, Guzzle. I'm not sure if you know anyone like me back home, but I keep hearing that someone like me was named 'Jetfire' elsewhere. I seem to be the only Skyfire anywhere."
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Post by Springer on Nov 11, 2010 15:37:58 GMT -5
Springer can't help but frown a little. He misses Roadbuster and Whirl too, and the rest of the Wreckers, and home. "I know, Twin Twist, believe me." Being universally displaced without one's team for close to a year isn't quiiiite the same, but still.
He laughs a bit, though, looking at Guzzle. "You could drink for the whole team probably five times over, Guzzle, going by what happened when it was myself, Magnus and you." Then he glances at Impactor. //Fair enough.//
Springer nods at Jetfire's table suggestion. "Yeah, we got a guy that looks a lot like you named Jetfire. Hauled him and the Technobots out of a really bad scene shortly before I got pulled here."
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Post by Topspin on Nov 12, 2010 16:47:11 GMT -5
When Twin Twist points out Impactor, Topspin frowns contemplatively. He's not sure how to feel about this one, but maybe he'll have a better idea by the end of today, for better or worse.
Topspin turns to Springer with a slight smirk, "Yeah, that was before I showed up, Springer."
He glances at Skyfire while heading for the table. "Well, you both seem to have the exploring thing in common. You're not also in charge of the Technobots, are you, Skyfire?"
OOC: Sorry for late, lame post. Just wanted to keep things moving! ;-;
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Nov 12, 2010 18:23:06 GMT -5
"Feh, then we shall, ol' drillhead. Roadbuster's a damn legend." Guzzle's version isn't dead, but hat badass still deserves a toast. Then he smirks at Springer's comment, 'polishing' his chest armor with his knuckles, a proud chuckle escaping his vocalizer. "Ain't called Guzzle for nothin', heh."
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Nov 12, 2010 19:45:21 GMT -5
Impactor inclines his head towards Twin Twist, though his jaw clenches for a moment as the Jumpstarter mentions Roadbuster. Impactor knows he shouldn't hold him responsible, but what Twin Twist represents still infuriates him so badly...
When Skyfire apologizes for not introducing himself at Kup's office, Impactor shrugs. "Was busy anyway," he grunts.
As he finds himself a seat at the table, picking the one that has the best view of the most of the bar, he smirks at Guzzle. "If that's the case, Guzzle, I hope you brought plenty of shanix with you - unless you're going back on your offer."
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Post by Tessan Toov on Nov 12, 2010 20:35:09 GMT -5
Twin Twist visibly twitches as Springer and Topspin yammer about the Technobots. He mutters lowly, under his exhaust, "What, did the Technobots shine your rifles?"
Twin Twist catches that look from Impactor, and he announces very loudly, "You do that, Guzzle. I'm taking point."
He tromps over to the bar, grabs a tall bar stool, and drags the stool over. Twin Twist sets it up near their group table, so that he can keep a watch over a few of the exits at once, his back to the table. Then, he perches up on it.
That way, Twin Twist doesn't have to look at Impactor, whom Twin Twist has failed in so many ways, or at Topspin, who is not Topspin, or hear Spinister and not-Topspin go on and on about the slagging Technobots.
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Post by Skyfire on Nov 12, 2010 20:51:50 GMT -5
"Technobots?" Skyfire asks as he waves the waitress over to take their orders. "I'm sorry, I've never heard of them. I'm from before the Great War, or so I'm told--there certainly wasn't one in my time, which was about 9 million years ago. I probably haven't heard of a lot of people that you all know, though I think Megatron was around. I wasn't home often enough to pay attention to politics outside of those that affected the Exploration Program. That may have been a mistake on my part. Waitress, another one of those Poluxian Hydrazine Darks, please."
"Twin Twist, please join us; you needn't stand guard--you are allowed to relax and enjoy yourself. I can see trouble coming from back here just fine," Skyfire adds, indicating a seat beside him.
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