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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Dec 27, 2010 23:55:03 GMT -5
"No, I mean... I know about the shell, my Thunderwing's got the sa- well, obviously it's not the same thing, seeing as mine didn't manage to destroy Cybertron with it," Impactor clarifies. "But he's got something similar."
He looks over at Twin Twist's performance. He knows of two things in Springer's story that might have set Twin Twist off. One of them is liable to set Impactor off if it comes up, so Impactor's not going to bring it up, and the other is really Twin Twist's business... though he supposes he ought to pull Springer aside at some point and warn him about Twin Twist's resentment of Optimus Prime, especially since the two of them share an alternate version of the guy as a room mate. Guzzle's toast gets a quick frown, but... he already heard that, didn't he?
He listens to Springer's story, an intent frown pulling at his lips. He may be misunderstanding this what's going on there... certainly, he's had enough energon that some of the details really are going in and out, but still the end of the tail leaves him exasperated. "The Pit are your Decepticons like, if your Optimus can solo a planet destroyer and you ain't won yet?!" he demands. Because really.
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Post by Tessan Toov on Dec 28, 2010 23:00:36 GMT -5
"I'm fine!" Twin Twist doth protest too loudly to Ultra Magnus.
Wait, did Topspin just call him clever? Twin Twist must be dreaming! But then he protests, "I'm not a hippie burnout like Hardhead!" Then he catches what Guzzle said. "I'm... dead? Wait, when did I die? I think I'd remember tha-at." He snaps back into robot mode, clearly wobbling, and he asks Impactor, "Do I look like a zombie? Have I caught the dead?"
Then Twin Twist falls over and passes out.
Good thing, because hearing the rest of Springer's story would have made Twin Twist break stuff.
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Ultra Magnus
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Post by Ultra Magnus on Jan 1, 2011 9:36:30 GMT -5
Hearing Springer's tale of Optimus Prime valiantly taking charge and playing the lone hero while leaving other Autobots behind is not something Ultra Magnus needed. Not with this much of a buzz from the drinks in his system loosening his usual self-control. He needs a distraction, and Twin Twist unknowingly provides it. They certainly can't leave him just sitting on the floor, unconscious.
"Well, Springer," Magnus says in spite of the impulse to hold his peace as he stoops to hoist poor Twin Twist off the floor and out of the walkway, "I've noticed that Optimus tends to abandon others so he can commit awe-inspiring acts of heroism, no matter the reality." There is a venomous sarcasm in his tone and his expression is hard and cold, but he says nothing else on the subject. He should probably get Twin Twist back into his seat before the Jumpstarter comes to and punches him.
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Jan 2, 2011 17:51:29 GMT -5
Jeez, Twin Twist has even less processing power then he does. Sure, he's wasted, but Guzzle doesn't think it matters much. "Not you, the other one." He grumbles out, leaning over to peer down at Twin Twist before shaking his head and slamming back the last of his drink, only to signal anyone nearby for a refill, be it a bartender or a waitress.
Magnus' comment does get a frown out of the Minibot though. He lowers his drink and snaps his fingers, pointing at Ultra Magnus with a questioning look. "Hey, dun know what yer Optimus is like, but ours is a damn hero, is what he is. We woulda been steamrolled by the Cons if not fer him."
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Post by Springer on Jan 2, 2011 21:07:45 GMT -5
Springer leans away from Impactor, raising a palm defensively. "Hey, hey, hold on! Optimus was off with Jetfire. They came up with some sciencey tactic. Something to do with Thunderwing's power source..." Springer rubs his nasal bridge a bit. "We were throwing everything we had at the damn monstrosity. Then Optimus shows up and doesn't clue us in to what he's planning!"
He glances over at Magnus, browridge raising for a moment. "You're tellin' me..." Then he turns to Guzzle, frowning. "Yeah, but still he could've bothered to clue the rest of us in on what the slag he was doin'. Bad enough that the 'Cons had to help us, then he's gotta go and show us all up!" Springer says, smacking the table with his fist.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jan 3, 2011 0:10:23 GMT -5
"Aaaaand he's down," Impactor mutters. He would get up to pick Twin Twist up, but Ultra Magnus seems to have that covered. He glances at Topspin. "Congrats, Topspin. You win again." And then he realizes something and his optics brighten (though they're still far dimmer than they should properly be). "Well, for the first time, I guess."
Yes, even Impactor has drunk enough that he's starting to affect him.
He eyes Guzzle, optics narrowed. "Must be rough to have your war completely dependent on one mechanoid. We managed to do without ours for some four million years." He takes a gulp of his drink. "Maybe not always as well as we could have, but we managed. If you're right, sounds like your lot would have already lost in the same situation. But... I'm thinking folks don't always know what they're capable of until they're forced into it. Backed far enough into a corner, sometimes folks figure out they don't always need a Prime to come save 'em."
He listens to Springer's explanation and then just nods. "Ah, all right. You weren't too clear about all that." Or maybe Impactor just misunderstood because he's had enough fuel to keep him from thinking clearly. But he's going to blame it on Springer's storytelling, anyway.
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Post by Tessan Toov on Jan 3, 2011 9:11:43 GMT -5
Twin Twist is easily manipulated by Ultra Magnus and put back into his chair. He's not resisting at all. He is, in fact, very solidly out.
OOC: Skippable.
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Post by Topspin on Jan 4, 2011 22:19:54 GMT -5
Topspin boggles a bit. Whoa, Hardhead's a hippie burnout where Twin Twist comes from? That...that..that is pretty painless to think about right now, actually. Thank the Matrix for the Drink.
Topspin shoots Guzzle a look, but it doesn't linger. Yeah, it is a sore point. He's not going to bite his head off at a toast, but his timing could have been better. The last thing he wants is to call more attention to this...which Twin Twist does spectacularly, but then immediately goes shrugged over because it's Twin Twist; this is what he does. Good ol' Twin Twist.
Then he passes out faster than he can catch him.
"...I guess you'll need a raincheck on that, huh?" he asks the still form. Yes? Great. Glad they could have this conversation. "Thanks, Magnus." he says, nodding before grabbing what's left of Twin Twist's drink and taking his seat back in a smooth motion, like he's done it a thousand times. (A lot more than a thousand, but hey, who's counting?)
He leans back in his chair and folds his hands behind his head, turning to give Impactor a small grin when he congratulates him. As if there were any other outcome. "I think this is a new record for him. Or a first one, I guess." he points to his fellow Jumpstarter with his thumb, shrugging, "He almost had me that time. Almost. " Not at all.
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Jan 8, 2011 9:17:05 GMT -5
Impactor's reply has Guzzle stammering for a reply. "Hey, now wait a-!" But that is easily fixed with one good gulp of his refilled drink, swallowing down the fuel before leaning in towards Impactor. "Feh. If we didn't have a Prime, we'd just be ragtag groups fighting across the galaxy. I sure as hell don't see Prowl doing a good job..."
Then Springer throws him off again! Guzzle turns to give the triplechanger a LookTM and then proceeds to talk with a surprisingly flat voice. "Feh. I've seen worse. Like the dumb fragger who thought it'd be a good idea to send dozens of good bots down to their doom to try and save a murderous old mech with processor rot." This may make things awkward since Guzzle still doesn't know that it was Springer who's responsible for that bit of genius...
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Post by Springer on Jan 10, 2011 20:06:44 GMT -5
Springer nods a bit at Impactor, then snorts at Guzzle. "If our Prowl ever winds up in charge, I'll eat my Autobrand. Then I'll take a hike. I'd rather go out on my own than have to put up with his scrap."
Springer knocks back some drink.
He gives Guzzle a bit of a look, but doesn't say anything. Memories say he had a part in this, but commenting on it seems like it'd be a bad idea. He doesn't have the emotional investment that the locked-up Springer does.
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"...how the hell does he know about that?"
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jan 10, 2011 23:12:55 GMT -5
Impactor considers whether it's a new record for Twin Twist or not. Finally, he just shrugs. He's no light weight, but by the time 'Twist collapses, he's generally far enough gone not to bother counting how far the Jumpstarter had gotten. Kind of like now, really.
He smirks at Guzzle and can't help but needle, "So you lot gonna be all right here without Optimus Prime here to hold your hands? Well, I guess there's that kid we room with," he glances at Springer. "Maybe he'll do?"
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Post by Ultra Magnus on Jan 12, 2011 13:20:20 GMT -5
That bitter sarcasm remains in Magnus's voice, tinged now with an odd, almost strangled note as he agrees with Impactor.
"We didn't need Optimus," he mutters as he takes his seat, relatively sure he's managed to balance the unconscious Twin Twist so that if he does fall over, it will be face-first to the tabletop rather than all the way to the floor.
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Post by Gertrude Huldon/Guzzle on Jan 14, 2011 17:31:51 GMT -5
Springer's comment gets a good, loud snort out of the minibot, with Guzzle even raising his cube towards the triplechanger in a toast. "Hear, hear." Then he directs his gaze at Impactor, lowering his drink before shrugging, though there might be a bit of a playful smirk on his features. Hard to tell with that faceguard in place. "Heh. I like impossible odds. Makes it that much more fun."
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OOC: Skipping Topspin due to timeout.
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Post by Springer on Jan 16, 2011 2:05:40 GMT -5
Springer scoffs at Impactor and Magnus. "Psh, I've done just fine here so far without him around."
And by 'just fine', Springer means he's had his leg blown off after getting embarassed by Needlenose and Misfire; made a fool of by Starscream and Duskwing; utterly failed to beat up a simulated other Starscream and then beat up in an alleyway by Needlenose and Spinister.
For a guy who leads a team of awesome commandos, Springer sure is bad at the actual butt-kicking part.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jan 16, 2011 18:19:17 GMT -5
Let's face it: based on what's actually seen of their adventures, the Wreckers as a whole have a spectacularly bad track record when it comes to actual ass-kicking. This might be due to a tendency to take the very worst jobs available (a tendency Impactor himself fought against in his home universe, but alas), but it also might be just that the worst missions are also the most interesting, and therefore the ones most likely to end up in a comic book!
He grins at Springer. "Good to hear!" he says, taking the Wrecker leader at his word. Guzzle's comment, however, gets a snort. "Impossible odds are for chumps, fools, and dead mechs," he grumbles, a declaration that's liable to emphasize to Springer (one of them, at least) in just what ways he differs from his alternate.
However, as his own words sink through to him, his optics brighten fractionally - still a good deal dimmer than they should, by rights, be - as he remembers his own situation. His mood sours considerably and he grunts before finishing his drink and slamming his mug down on the table, scowling.
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