Hellbender
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Post by Hellbender on Aug 26, 2009 20:26:50 GMT -5
"Yo, Runamuck. Run into any jets in the hallways? Ah hear between them and the Stunticons, it's a slaggin' demolition derby out there half the time," Hellbender says by way of greeting. "Sometimes Ah think it'd be funny if me, Blitzer, Boney here and maybe Long Range just sorta stood in the middle of the main axial corridor and chit-chatted for a bit. Hey, toss me a cube, would ya?"
"You did?" Hellbender looks at Bonecrusher, slightly surprised. "You win?"
"Eyeah, we got that in common, 'long with Megatron and them disappearing on Earth for a few million years. Wouldn't call Springer 'less important' though; back home, he was the Wrecker leader after Impactor got himself slagged stoppin' Emirate Xaaron from bein' assassinated. Real fraggin' shame, that. Impactor was a dangerous leader, but woulda been better for us for him to survive and Xaaron to bite it," Hellbender muses.
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 27, 2009 9:58:58 GMT -5
Sorry, Blitzwing, but Runamuck has no current plans to add "Lord of the Dance" to his titles.
"Sure," he replies to Hellbender, grabbing another cube. "Anybody else before I sit down?" He looks over to Bonecrusher, seemingly unfazed by the glare. "How about you, tall, sharp, and angry?"
If anyone else does request one, Runamuck hands them a cube before moving to a seat and throwing himself into it sideways, thumping his feet up on an empty chair and throwing an arm up on the back on his seat, sipping his cube with the other hand. "Ain't seen any Stunticons since I left my room," the Battlecharger says. "Just as long as I don't get blamed for whatever they break. Didn't see any jets flying around, but I wasn't looking up, either." He gives an indifferent shrug; if a jet's not shooting at him, and if he isn't ordered to shoot at it, he's not too interesting in flying things.
"Heh, sounds more and more like I got the sane Megatron," the white car chuckles. "Everybody else's ran out on 'em."
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Aug 27, 2009 20:41:31 GMT -5
The room is getting awfully crowded. The smart thing to do would probably be to leave and find somewhere with fewer annoyances. However, Bonecrusher is feeling petulant and figures that if anyone leaves it should be them.
He shrugs at Hellbender. "Fight got interrupted by coming here." There is an amazing amount of seething rage packed into just those few words.
Runamuck gets a contemplative glare. On the one hand, he'd like to slam him head first through the wall, but seeing as that's not an option there's the other hand: a cube of energon doesn't sound like a bad idea. So, he thrusts out an arm to accept a cube, with a grunted, "Give it."
Drink in hand, Bonecrusher finds his own chair to flop down in proceeds to attempt to lethally poison everyone by radiating hatred. If only.
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Hellbender
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Post by Hellbender on Aug 30, 2009 17:54:27 GMT -5
skipping Blitzwing due to time-out
"Yeah, thanks Runamuck. Wouldn't be too surprised if you got lumped in with the Stunties. Back in my reality, you two Battlechargers were a couple of real crazies. Ah heard tell that y'all drove clear across one of Earth continents writing obscene graffitti on major landmarks. 'You figured the humans would get pissed off and attack you, and you'd have a rare good fight, 'cept they didn't, and that was a real puzzler. " He sips his cube for a moment before adding, "Course, it weren't until the last stop that y'all figured out humans can't read Cybertronian!"
"Well that's a damn shame, Boney--gettin' yanked out of a fight like that! Seriously." Hellbender continues to callously disregard Bonecrusher's looks of seething hatred--not that he can read the set of angles of metal on alien, insect-like faces all that well anyway. Bonecrusher could be radiating love and peace for all sentient beings for all the slag he can tell.
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 31, 2009 16:14:08 GMT -5
Those long arms could be built for hugging.
"Yeah, I hear me and Runabout don't change much between realities," Runamuck replies. "Humans ain't all that bright, as far as I can see. I mean, sure, we were undercover playing infiltrator where I came from, but Starscream..." He trails off for a few seconds. "My Starscream wasn't really that subtle about it at the end."
He chuckles at the thought of defacing a nation's worth of national landmarks. "See, if I were gonna do it, I'd at least make it general enough to make sure to annoy the slag out of 'em. 'Course, I got a patch on major human languages before we landed, same as the rest of the unit." Mainly because nobody wanted to have to make the Battlechargers sit still long enough to learn a language the old fashioned way.
He blinks at Bonecrusher. "You got pulled from a fight with Prime? Slag, that sucks. Woulda been a good fight, at least if yours isn't like the wimp the Bots here ended up with." Runamuck is used to people being angry at him, usually because he's done something to earn it, so the Buffalo's hateful glares don't mean much to him.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Sept 1, 2009 18:12:26 GMT -5
Maybe if Bonecrusher had received more hugs as a hatchling he wouldn't hate as much. Then again, maybe he was just made that way.
He stares broodily into his drink as the other 'Cons natter on about committing acts of petty vandalism. Why bother with paint and words if you're trying to goad someone into a fight? He'd rather just tear the landmarks down with his bare hands and leave them in rubble. Slag, he wishes he had gotten to do that on Earth. Had to settle for smashing some cars and totaling a bus.
Then they give some sort of consolation about his interrupted fight, and he blows up. Not at them, mind you, he doesn't mind people commiserating a little with his own hatred of the universe. No, he's just still really ticked off about being taken away from that fight.
"It was slagging torture!" he shouts, flinging his arms up slightly and spattering himself with a few drops of energon. "He was right there! I tackled him! And then- Hraaaugh!"
He grabs his cube in both hands, almost as though he's attempting to throttle it, and glares into it with his one optic. "I could just kill something."
Well, yelling it one non-violent way to vent some anger.
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Hellbender
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Post by Hellbender on Sept 1, 2009 18:27:19 GMT -5
Hellbender chuckles. "Ah am lookin' forward to see you turned loose 'gainst the 'Bots! Ah hear you got a lot orneriness saved up."
He tilts his head slightly. "Did you really get hauled in on Scourge's trailer on account of berserkin' and attackin' the Black Truck O' Doom hisself? 'Course you wouldn't know he done all but scrapped the Prime they got hereabouts. All by himself."
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Sept 3, 2009 8:01:29 GMT -5
"Maybe we ought build a big catapult and just launch you into the middle of the Autobots," Runamuck muses, voice showing the grin he lacks a mouth to actually grin with. "'Course, then some of the other big guns might get mad there's nothin' left for them to beat on." The Battlecharger would be more than happy to help run down survivors, though.
He blinks at Hellbender for a second. "...Oh yeah, they got two Primes here. One of 'em ain't a total wimp." And one more coming soon, but unless his chin's gravity pulls Ship off course, there's no reason for the Cons to know about that.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Sept 6, 2009 10:35:35 GMT -5
Bonecrusher rumbles, not sure if he's being mocked, complimented, or both at the same time. Either way he feels like softening any potential blows to his largely nonexistent pride by muttering, "It wasn't just Scourge-" That name gets a special dose of hatred. "-I fought Wreckage before that. Barricade and Frenzy, too."
Realizing that he's finished off his cube, he glares at the drink receptacle as though blaming it for being empty. "Being catapulted into a bunch of 'Bots would be better than being stuck in this tin can." Especially with a little device in his head attempting to curb his violent tendencies. "We should just go after their ship and slag the lot of them."
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Hellbender
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Post by Hellbender on Sept 7, 2009 18:29:57 GMT -5
"Damn, boy, you don't start small with your fights, do you? Seriously!" Hellbender tips back his cube, draining it. "Used to tell my boys to save it for the Autobots--they'd give 'em all the combat their turbines could handle."
"Could be maybe the bosses are thinkin' the same thing, 'Crusher. Wouldn't be surprised if we got orders for space combat sooner than later. You fresh up on boardin' ship-to-ship? Ah figure it's about time for another trainin' session, what with all the new fellers like you. Ah think the last one was even before Blitzwing showed up."
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Sept 9, 2009 2:36:25 GMT -5
"No training since I've been here," Runamuck notes, idly spinning his empty cube on a finger tip. "Ain't really that tough to figure out, though. Flyers and big guns go in first, soften 'em up and put a few holes in the hull, then us ground-pounders go in and cause trouble while the spy-bots use us as decoys to go find the important targets. Assuming we don't just outgun 'em enough to blow their whole ship out of the sky, but then we still get to go survivor-hunting."
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Sept 11, 2009 19:36:08 GMT -5
"Hrmph," Bonecrusher snorts. "I have enough of 'it' for everyone." And then some.
He eyes the other 'Cons as they speak then goes back to glaring boredly at the cube in his hand. Clenching his fingers, he crushes the poor, innocent cube in one fist, with no small degree of satisfaction and no crippling pain. At least he can indulge in some small destructive tendencies, still.
Opening his hand to stare at the crushed cube, he mutters, "Training..."
He doesn't actually have much against training. He doesn't really like it, but then he doesn't really like much of anything, but if it involves breaking stuff or busting heads it can at least be somewhat entertaining. But if any combat training was to happen around here, he wasn't about to ask permission to do it without falling over in agony.
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Post by Hellbender on Sept 16, 2009 19:57:38 GMT -5
Hellbender gives Runamuck a look of surprised respect. "Damn, boy, how come you ain't leadin' a squad? You think like a squad leader.... a fair bit smarter than I hear tell my Runamuck back home was. Seriously!"
"Ah mean, seems obvious, but there's more 'an a few fellas who'd just pull guns out and 'CHAAAARGE!'," Hellbender elaborates.
---- [OOC: Ready to wrap?]
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Sept 18, 2009 19:38:17 GMT -5
Runamuck just sort of blinks at Hellbender. "You'd put me in charge of anything? Besides, just because I know how I'd get sent in, doesn't mean I won't just go in guns blazing. That's the whole fun of the fight, right, big guy?" He looks to Bonecrusher for agreement. This may not be the wisest thing the Battlecharger has ever done. (Not that that says a lot; he's a Battlecharger.)
He spins the empty cube again absently before tossing it in the general direction of a receptacle. "'Sides, I'm just talking from experience," he adds. "I don't fly, so I'm not much use in space, but once there's a nice big hole or two to throw me in, then I get to do my part." Usually on the front line, getting shot at. But hey, at least here, he can hide behind the Stunticons. Let the guys with force fields go in first.
Wrap is fine by me.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Sept 20, 2009 10:49:44 GMT -5
Not too unwise of Runamuck; charging in to fight is definitely something Bonecrusher can agree on. Shaking the bits of crushed cube out of his hand - maybe there's someone around to clean it up, if not, who cares? - he responds, "I prefer my hands to guns. It's more... satisfying."
But Bonecrusher has filled his socialization quota for awhile, and doesn't feel much like hanging around for more chit-chat. Maybe he'll go look into these video game things, someplace where no-one is around to watch him. Getting up from his seat, he grunts at his fellow Decepticons in some semblance of a farewell and heads towards the door.
Well, he got through that without trying to punch anyone, maybe he'll have his eye and arm back yet.
Let's wrap 'er up, then! Bonecrusher out of thread unless he need to respond to something.
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