Dead End
Major
Yes, we're all doomed. I already knew that.
Posts: 797
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Post by Dead End on Jul 6, 2009 7:16:50 GMT -5
Dead End quickly hides his video display. "Personality change? That's one way to describe it."
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Blitzwing
Rookie
Rage of the Machine
Posts: 157
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Post by Blitzwing on Jul 6, 2009 10:25:50 GMT -5
"Well, he wasn't so bad right at the start. Things did go rather downhill soon after though..." Blitzwing says, now having turned to face Starscream. Surely their glorious leader doesn't need his permission to start his speech, does he?
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Mistwind
Major
Licensed flight addict, deepsea diving fan, mech-pilot rookie - Accepts food and play for services.
Posts: 531
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Post by Mistwind on Jul 6, 2009 14:16:51 GMT -5
"Oh" Mistwind just answers, a bit more the wiser about 'Megatrons' now. He turns to face Shockwave, or rather, the wall of mechs blocking his view. So much for his view.
"Curse my height" He mutters, about to inventively ask someone for their shoulder untill he's reminded that it's Dead End, Jetstorm, Cannonball, Blitzwing and Duskwing standing around him. Among Cons.
More than not seeing Starscream, Mistwind would hate asking these warriors to serve as an outpost, and be considered a nuisance, or an insult. Audio it is then. He'll see to ask for vids later.
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Lugnut
Minor
Broken.
Posts: 268
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Post by Lugnut on Jul 6, 2009 16:38:42 GMT -5
Lightning shooting out of his hands? That is impressive. Lugnut will have to tell the Glorious Master about that when he gets back, it would be a worthy upgrade!
Lugnut isn't that interested in what they have to say for the rest though, but just as he was about to open his mouth Shockwave reminded them of why they were here. Quickly the purple giant turned around, silencing himself and facing them, listening to what they have to say...And then he spots poor little Mistwind, who's busy complaining about his height.
And just because he's a potential new Megatron follower Lugnut kneels down, offering his hand for him to climb on, those circular unmoving red optics looking at the tiny little Decepticon. "Feel free to use my shoulder as an observational platform, my new brother in arms!"
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Duskwing
Major
"What the slag happened?"
Posts: 848
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Post by Duskwing on Jul 6, 2009 18:09:41 GMT -5
Duskwing wonders what Mistwind was muttering about, and why Lugnut was kneeling for a few minutes--then realizes that Lugnut is offering his little jetpack buddy a shoulder to sit on. He glares angrily at the huge jet-former for a few more minutes...
"Hey! I can do that!" Duskwing blurts out.
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Mistwind
Major
Licensed flight addict, deepsea diving fan, mech-pilot rookie - Accepts food and play for services.
Posts: 531
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Post by Mistwind on Jul 6, 2009 18:39:55 GMT -5
Looking up, shuffling a bit to the side for the big Decepticon kneeling, Mistwind blinks, "You... let me sit.... on your shoulder?" He shows an appreciative smile. This one is somewhat considerate, and that's something Mistwind just ain't used to.
Then he hears a very dismayed Duskwing give Lugnut a half chewing, and he looks back to the seeker. He smiles even wider, Duskwings wants to carry him, so, he's found usefull by a seeker! He raises his hands apologetically towards Lugnut, "Thanks for the offer, I am very honored, Lugnut sir, but my partner calls"
A quick turn and stride and Duskwing finds himself favored by a Mistwind, who tries not to beam to much. "Duskwing Sir?"
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Lugnut
Minor
Broken.
Posts: 268
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Post by Lugnut on Jul 6, 2009 18:45:31 GMT -5
Lugnut just looks on in confusion, sputtering a bit, not believing that he had been rejected. He, the most loyal and capable servant of the glorious Megatron! "Of course, of course..." He pushes himself back up, grumbling in slight dismay, looking at Mistwind occassionally before shifting his attention back to their leaders.
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Duskwing
Major
"What the slag happened?"
Posts: 848
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Post by Duskwing on Jul 6, 2009 18:52:05 GMT -5
"Hey, Misty here helped me fight Autobots with Blitzer. He's solid," Duskwing says. "'Course, if I gotta be off on patrol or somethin' without the kid, youse can keep an optic on him, Luggers."
He lowers his voice for just him and Mistwind and Lugnut. "Don't wanna say it too loud, but some-a dese guys are jerks. They'd think it funny to step on the kid, and I don't like dat, see?"
Duskwing, the guy who roughs up Micromasters for their energon rations, is totally oblivious to the irony of the situation.
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Jetstorm (BM)
Minor
Producer, Director, Actor, Writer, but not prop boy, Jetstorm, soon to be winner of some award.
Posts: 355
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Jul 6, 2009 18:55:20 GMT -5
Despite all that he's made fun of Lugnut when he first met him, Jetstorm feels a bit bad upon seeing his little huff. He's more like a smarter, better version of Tankorr! What's not to like. Well, the dumb part was easy to not like.
"Aww, cheer up big guy. You have a Megatron that half the 'Cons here would kill to be under. Myself included. Oh the travesty that is the Megatron I know of!" he waves his hand a bit as if he's dismissing the thought of that Megatron.
He offers a bit of an apologetic nod to Duskwing, trying to show "No I'm not SNOOPING on you," and goes to back up somewhat.
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Lugnut
Minor
Broken.
Posts: 268
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Post by Lugnut on Jul 6, 2009 19:04:22 GMT -5
Lugnut is quite surprised by what Duskwing says. It's even making him feel a bit better, as crazy as that sounds. "Ah, a Decepticon worthy of serving in Megatron's name then! Quite impressive for such a little one! And anyone who will try to step on such a noble warrior will have to answer to me then!"
He clangs his fist against the Decepticon symbol on his chest, 'smiling' at Mistwind...And then a certain blue Vehicon fires off his big mouth again. Lugnut has a strong urge to almost immediately swat at the annoying pest, only to find himself surprised once again, looking at Jetstorm in disbelief. "Are you speaking the truth? Perhaps you are not so bad after all then!"
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Mistwind
Major
Licensed flight addict, deepsea diving fan, mech-pilot rookie - Accepts food and play for services.
Posts: 531
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Post by Mistwind on Jul 6, 2009 19:24:48 GMT -5
Looking back, Mistwind is not really intimidated, though he cants his head a bit downwards in apparant confusion. And when Duskwing mentions the time he'd be left alone at base, well certainly he'd like the company of the big fighter! "He could show me more vids! You could!" He exclaims, turning to Lugnut as he's lifted by Duskwing to his familiar spot between engines.
True, he did lop a grenade to a Wrecker. He feels a pleasant buzz of pride pass through him at Lugnut calling him a 'noble warrior'. Even though he stands shadowed by the might of all the bots around him, and would hardly be called a warrior by the most of them. It's a white lie pleasure. Oh.... wait a..... oops. "Eh, we're not making too much noise, are we, dun want to get blasted by Lord Shockwave" he whispers, freezing into an all-ears-to-front position to listen to Starscream. Oh, oh yeah, that's fear all right! Now that's he's become Duskwing's shoulder ornament, he'd hate to be on the receiving side of a blast. It'd be the last thing he'd hate.
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Post by Shrapnel on Jul 6, 2009 21:03:56 GMT -5
Shrapnel watches all of the Megatron home-movies from the comfort of Wreckage's shoulders. Then Shockwave tells them to cut it out. Pff.
"Everything is backwards here," he comments to Wreckage. "Last time I died, I got in the ship first, first."
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Starscream
Major
"Sometimes I can almost feel it!"
strangely enough, male.
Posts: 945
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Post by Starscream on Jul 6, 2009 22:24:34 GMT -5
"If I may have your attention, please." Hmm. Starscream doesn't sound so humble when he asks this time.
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Lugnut
Minor
Broken.
Posts: 268
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Post by Lugnut on Jul 9, 2009 17:52:17 GMT -5
"We'd better listen to him, yes." Lugnut agrees with Mistwind, and as such he turns back to Starscream, waiting for the speech that is undoubtedly coming up.
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Post by Blackout on Jul 10, 2009 19:20:34 GMT -5
Blackout has been here all along. Really. He just hasn't actually been doing anything. (Runamuck, by contrast, is sitting in car mode off to the side, issuing a slight snoring noise as he dozes.) The rituals and speeches inherent in the pre-launch procedures bore him; he wants to get off of this Allspark-forsaken ball of mud and return to the search for Lord Megatron.
What he has been doing, is observing the big purple jet's sermon and the responses of the surrounding mechs. Blackout is about to step forward and show them a true leader when the current commanders finally decide to get on with it. The Pave Low settles down, stifling an annoyed grunt. About time.
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