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Post by Needlenose on Aug 21, 2007 22:14:22 GMT -5
Needlenose has never really worked with either the Stunticons nor the Constructicons, but he finds himself actually faintly... amused with how chatty Dead End is. Why, he even chats it up with dead people!
He lays forward so that Hook can remove his wings, and states explains to Dead End, "Well, I wouldn't have known that about your Swindle because he's not my Swindle. I'm pretty sure if someone had pulled a stunt like that, we'd have heard about it. Took us awhile to get back in regular contact with the Earth bunch, but when we did... ooooo, boy, did they have some entertaining stories!" Really, you've got to imagine the hours spent by the folks back on Cybertron snickering over the latest way Megatron or Shockwave or Starscream or even Galvatron or whoever have gotten themselves killed or deposed or whatnot.
Now, if Needlenose knew that Thundercracker had anti-gravs, he'd be all about savaging the body's feet as well. Marvel Seekers can fly in robot mode, but they use their jet-thrusters. Most Decepticons aren't so lucky.
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Post by Hook on Aug 22, 2007 10:28:06 GMT -5
Megatron, but Dead End is talkative today. Usually you have to use a pair of pliers to pull more than three words out of him.
While Needlenose gets himself properly situated, Hook returns all of his tools and other items to his toolbox. Yes, that includes Spinister's microchip display.
Once that is taken care of, Hook kneels half-on and half-off Needlenose and attempts to brute-force his wing back into shape. This is more of a test to see if he should be so lucky to have it this easy, but the psi measurements Needlenose gets should be interesting.
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Post by Dead End on Aug 22, 2007 22:06:04 GMT -5
Dead End may be talkative, but Hook is not. Hook is distinctly uninformative. With a hidden frown of exasperation, Dead End turns to look at Needlenose, the patient most likely to get getting these parts. Looks like his shoulder joint is still working.
Dead End proceeds to open the shoulder joint on the rather shot-up Seeker body and unmounts the arm from it, then sets the part alongside the wing he provided to Hook. Now comes the fun part--seeing if the transformation cog was out of the path of those blaster shots. If this was 'his' Thundercracker, those big ugly holes probably came from Optimus Prime's gun.
The only way that raid could have gone worse is if Omega Supreme had been there on the Autobot side, and the Stunticons on the Decepticon side. On the one hand, Omega Supreme would have killed them all; on the other hand, Dead End would have been there with the Stunticons and would be dead now.
He can't help but overhear Starscream's comment, and the urge to correct Starscream's misconception gets the better of him.
"Actually, Hook, myself, Starfighter, and Skystrike all arrived about where you did, Commander."
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Post by Needlenose on Aug 22, 2007 22:12:46 GMT -5
And now EVERYONE has fallen silent. Hnh.
Luckily, Needlenose can handle silence. Look who he hangs out with?
The wing that Hook is... kneeing is successfully brute-forced back into place - they're fairly flexible to begin with - resulting in a pained grunt on Needlenose's part. "Owowowowow! Careful!"
Really. You'd think that, being an engineer, Needlenose would know better than to snap at those repairing him!
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Post by Hook on Aug 22, 2007 22:26:48 GMT -5
"Honestly, Needlenose. Did you go and reactivate your pain receptors? I disabled them for a reason." 'Dolt' is unspoken at the end, but likely not unheard.
He stands up and steps away. "Get up."
The wing that Dead End has cut up for him is snatched away, and Hook examines it critically. Battle-damaged, of course, but he doesn't need the whole thing to repair part of Needlenose's wing. In fact, the most difficult is going to be reshaping the smelted thing to fit with Needlenose's design.
The wing can wait then. The arm first, and then Needlenose can take over doing repairs while Hook reshapes this wing.
The greyed out wing is discarded, and the arm snatched up for examination. It needs a bit of hammering out, but that can wait until it's alive again.
A pair of needlenose pliers are removed from Hook's toolkit, as well as a set of wire-cutters, and then the crane approaches his patient once more. Poor, poor Needlenose.
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Post by Dead End on Aug 22, 2007 23:51:16 GMT -5
As Dead End continues pulling mangled parts out of Thundercracker's torso, he realizes that everyone is pretty much ignoring him.
Well, it's not like he demands to be the constant center of attention all the time, unlike a certain red and blue Seeker who's not too far away, but really, he's actually spoken to people! They could be polite and talk to him. Or perhaps not. He wasn't part of their teams. His own team was... not here.
If only Wildrider were here, babbling incessantly about one stupid thing or another. Even if it didn't make sense, he'd at least be talking to Dead End; he'd care that Dead End was there to listen to him, and if he started to get too wired and crazy and frantic, Dead End would just calm him down, and everything would be all right.
Breakdown would notice, too, if Dead End fell silent and still. He'd worry, and try to coax hm out of it, and when the fears got too much for Breakdown, Dead End would be there, chasing the nightmares away, giving the cream and blue Lamborghini a quiet, dark soul to hide behind and in.
Drag Strip wouldn't let Dead End wander off and disappear, either--he'd be at the darker Stunticon to admit how great Drag Strip was at something, challenging him to talk, even if the talk he wanted to hear was "You're right, Drag Strip!" He'd never let Dead End ignore him.
Even Motormaster... though Motormaster's attention was something Dead End would rather avoid. Still, it didn't feel right not to be looking for an out-of-the way corner to avoid Big Brother in. None of these other 'Cons at their meanest came near to matching the Motormaster's good moods, let alone his wild, brutal rages or his bouts of deliberate, hateful cruelty.
Oh look, here's the dead Seeker's ident chip. Dead End reads it, and isn't terribly surprised. Rest in peace, Thundercracker. Needlenose needs this transformation cog more than you do. Careful not to crack the few still undamaged parts in the Seeker's torso, Dead End perserveres and finally extracts the transformation cog from its cradle.
After Starscream's surprise encore appearance on Charr, Dead End decided that it didn't really hurt to be polite to those he was probably going to join soon. In fact, not pissing off one's future neighbors and acquaintances was probably more important than bothering about all the pointless nonsense the living seemed to think Dead End should care about. Although, they'd all die eventually too, so not annoying them in the kind of lasting way that makes a mech carry a million-year-or-more grudge was probably wise.
"So, Hook, you're going to bestow on Needlenose the ability to transform into Thundercracker?" There is an amused, less-than-serious tone to Dead End's voice.
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Post by Needlenose on Aug 23, 2007 6:48:26 GMT -5
If Needlenose could but peek into Dead End's thoughts he'd be... kind of confused, really, given that Needlenose was the last one to say anything to him, and Dead End's next statement was directed at Starscream instead. But he doesn't, so we don't have to deal with a confused should-be-a-jet-boy!
"I didn't reactivate them on purpose," Needlenose snapped to Hook. "My self-repair system's acting kind of screwy, lately, is all!" This would be a downside to the whole, "more alive" bit of "faster, stronger, more alive." But mostly the player is just trying to cover for having forgotten about the pain sensors being disabled. Whoops!
Needlenose gets up, and he eyes what is to be his new arm eagerly, although he blanches a bit at Dead End's comments. "Already done Seeker," he grumbles in response.
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Post by Spinister on Aug 23, 2007 8:00:43 GMT -5
Starscream has a very good point, there. Spinister is just used to his fellow Decepticons being more of an issue than the Autobots are. So there is a reason why Starscream's in charge, after all. Spinister disengages from their conversation and wonders who ought to pick as his first lucky victim. It's been a while since he's left anyone in any shape to be questioned. He's a real shame to helicopter-kind, he is.
Did Dead End just provide corroborating evidence for Spinister's theory? My, my, my, Dead End certainly just did. Spinister's blades flick thoughtfully as he records that development. Didn't the Stunticons mention something about forcefields? Maybe some explosives, too? That's pretty interesting.
Spinister looks over. Dead End looks a bit occupied, but Hook should have those parts in fast, and when that's done, Dead End ought to be free. Spinister inquires, "Hook, may I gank the Stunticon for a while once you're done with him? Need to ask him some questions and run him through a few drills."
OOC: Just cross-posting into this thread to ask a question. Not exactly 'in' it.
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Post by Hook on Aug 23, 2007 12:44:27 GMT -5
"Excuses, excuses," Hook grumbles as he wires Needlenose's shoulder and the new arm together. This is not really a job he should be doing one-handed, but he needs one hand to hold the arm up. This means he's holding either the pliers or the wirecutters in his mouth, depending on which tool he's not using at the time. "Yes, Spinister, you can have Dead End when I'm done with him, assuming he wants you."
After a minute of the contortions required to try to do the wiring all by himself- "Dead End, come hold this arm up."
Assuming the Stunticon does so, Hook continues the wiring work in a much better mood. Midway through the work, color abruptly floods down the limb. Not Thundercracker's colors, no, but Needlenose's. The wave of life-energy moving down the arm shocks everyone touching it, and Hook twitches his hands away with a curse.
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Post by Dead End on Aug 23, 2007 20:03:10 GMT -5
Hook wants Dead End to do something. Oh. Maybe there's some point to him being here after all. Dead End dutifully steps over and holds the arm for Hook.
His visor blinks at the odd surge from Needlenose's new arm. "That was different."
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Post by Needlenose on Aug 24, 2007 7:12:43 GMT -5
Needlenose clenches and opens his fist, examining his new fingers. The colors are right, but there are going to be some adjustments required. Hopefully his automatic repairs will take care of most of them.
"Not that different," Needlenose answers cheerfully enough. "What, not used to using dead parts? You just get used to it." He shrugs, then groans softly. "It'd really be best if my system got a chance to get used to it and the other way around before I try doing any delicate work with it, but I'm just thinking we don't have time to wait, do we?" These last words are spoken like a mech who's resigned himself already to something unpleasant, but wants to give someone else a chance to tell him that no, he doesn't have to get right to work this moment.
They probably won't tell him that, but he wants to give them a chance.
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Post by Hook on Aug 25, 2007 14:18:43 GMT -5
"You will be working on other people's repairs while I coldforge Thundercracker's wing to match yours." Hook's tone brooks no argument as he finishes the last work on attaching Needlenose's new arm.
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OOC: And Hook goes off to Interim. You may assume that he gets Needlenose's wing taken care of, and by the time Interim gets on, everyone else has been repaired too by either him or Needlenose.
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Post by Dead End on Aug 25, 2007 14:32:46 GMT -5
Dead End tilts his head slightly. Needlenose is actually talking to him, and had been. How rude of Dead End to just mope and ignore him! Needlenose seemed to be a friendly fellow, and smarter than the average rock. He just might be interesting to know.
"We didn't actually have any casualties on Earth until the 2005 raid. Not that were unrepairable. Cybertron was another matter, of course, but we Stunticons are non-standard construction, and Megatron tended to hold us in reserve for special missions--the kind where you go in, blast your objective, and get out substantially intact or not at all. Or he sent us in as Menasor, and Menasor just doesn't get hurt."
"I should like to hear your stories sometime, about the Decepticons of your Earth and Cybertron," Dead End says. His stories just might be interesting, and if they turned out to be as boring as a mission briefing from Soundwave, he could read an ebook while pretending to listen.
Whenever Needlenose is ready, we can go into Interim. (And Spinister can pounce on the Deadster, yes...)
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Post by Needlenose on Aug 27, 2007 6:55:47 GMT -5
"None?" Needlenose asks, fairly shocked. "Hnh!" He's still examining his new hand fairly intently. It feels a little funny. "Only been to Earth once, myself. Didn't go so well. But they do make interesting video games!" And just think: Needlenose is only familiar with the '80's and very early '90's! The Actionmaster hops up and nods to Dead End. He has no mouth with which to smile, but his antennae are held straight up in a manner that seems fairly cheerful. "All right! I imagine there'll be some time later. But for now, looks like I got work to do!" And with that, he gets ready to do his contributions towards the remaining repairs. OOC: I'm ready. Consider me officially in Interim now.
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