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Post by Demolishor on Aug 23, 2007 12:47:11 GMT -5
Zzzz...
Long day, long journey, long hours of toil unloading things that could kill him. Demolishor deserves a nap.
The tank's sprawled out on his side behind the bunker, one arm curled up under his head and the other kinked around backwards in case someone tries to come up and attack him from behind. Unfortunately, the technique would only work if he woke up in time to fire first, and in his current comatose condition that's probably not going to happen.
But still. As Megatron's right hand man and a loyal Decepticon, he claims this nap as his birthright. Woe to those who would poke him with sticks and then doodle on his backside.
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Post by Shrapnel on Aug 23, 2007 13:01:56 GMT -5
Skitter, skitter go gigantic insect-like legs. Then there's the soft sound of someone transforming, and Shrapnel saunters up to the sleeping Demolishor.
It's been several weeks since he abandoned the tank and the floating shark in the swamp, but according to the radio chatter, things worked out. Things worked out so well that the Decepticons were building themselves a base!
Silly Decepticons. Shrapnel had already built himself a base, but since he was only sleeping one and the only people who knew he was here evidently didn't want to share the secret, his base didn't need much.
But it was boring out there in the swamp by himself. Like the time Bombshell decided that cerebro-shelling him and forcing him into sensory deprivation was a good idea, except without fantasies of how he was going to rend Bombshell limb-from-limb to keep him entertained.
Obviously, he needed Demolishor back!
He waves a hand in front of the tanks's face, then crouches down next to him. A nasty grin appears on his face.
"Good morning, morning!"
Everyone within a mile probably heard that.
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Post by Demolishor on Aug 23, 2007 18:41:58 GMT -5
Demolishor yelps and jerks upward, flailing at anything in sight and shooting at the sky.
"Who's there!" he yells before cognition catches up to reflex and he identifies the creature standing before him. Ugh.
"Shrapnel?" He rubs his face blearily, still a bit confused. "When did you got here?"
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Post by Shrapnel on Aug 24, 2007 12:26:50 GMT -5
"Yesterday, yesterday." Or five minutes ago, but Shrapnel feels like making time more flexible.
"You're still alive. That's good, good." He stands up from his crouch, glances skyward, looks around the whole area. No one here yet, and he doesn't hear the sound of jet-engines.
"Did Sky-Byte make it, make it?"
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Post by Demolishor on Aug 25, 2007 10:58:12 GMT -5
Demolishor shook his head. "Yeah, he made it, he's down in the...hey, wait a minute." His smaller optic narrowed and he stared suspiciously at the lInsecticon. "So where have you been all this time, bug boy? Just ran off when things actually started happening, huh?"
Awkwardly, he attempted to get up without knocking anything over.
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Post by Shrapnel on Aug 25, 2007 14:14:51 GMT -5
Shrapnel scoots back out of Demolishor's way. So helpful! "After I was done with the storm, I got hungry. I went back to find you later, but you were gone by then, then."
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Post by Demolishor on Aug 25, 2007 22:34:28 GMT -5
"I'm your commander, you couldn't tell me you were going?" Demolishor makes a pitiful attempt at aiming at Shrapnel, but he's clearly too confused to do anything dramatic.
"And then you could have flown up and looked for us, or used a commlink!"
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Post by Shrapnel on Aug 26, 2007 6:39:50 GMT -5
Wait, back up a minute. What did Demolishor just say there?
"You are, are?"
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Post by Demolishor on Aug 26, 2007 10:52:45 GMT -5
"I was," the tank grumbled. "Sure as slag wasn't Sky-byte."
He looks around for any onlookers. Shrapnel should probably join the rest of the army now, but ideally the presentation should make Demolishor look good.
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Post by Shrapnel on Aug 27, 2007 9:01:12 GMT -5
Introducing Shrapnel to the rest of the army is likely best done by surprise. That way the Insecticon doesn't 'wander off'.
"No, it wasn't Sky-Byte, Sky-Byte," Shrapnel agrees.
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Post by Demolishor on Aug 27, 2007 14:35:28 GMT -5
Which is why Demolishor doesn't want to announce his presence over the comm just yet. If the bug gets spooked, they won't have much of a chance of finding him again.
"So what are you doing now, then? You should come back to the rest of us."
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Post by Shrapnel on Aug 27, 2007 18:14:59 GMT -5
"Talking to you." Shrapnel cants his head as he looks up at the big tank. "And why should I? Starscream doesn't like me, like me."
That Shrapnel dislikes Starscream goes without saying. The white jet had a bad habit of calling the Insecticons useless and untrustworthy to their faces.
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Blackarachnia (BW)
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She lay back on the ground and let the soft earth envelope her body.
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Aug 27, 2007 19:52:03 GMT -5
The black widow knew she'd find something interesting if she hovered around some of these Decepticons in quiet. Hmm. She clings tightly to the shaded part of the nearby building she crawled around to sneak up on Demolishor - apparently neither person has noticed her yet.
Shrapnel was someone Blackarachnia was already aware of, so witnessing the real article with that distinctive idiosyncratic speech pattern was more than enough to confidently identify the Insecticon. Apparently the small insect missed the big lug. Aw, that's sweet. Well okay, he wasn't small compared to Blackarachnia, but still.
Interesting, she thought to herself. Dissidence in the ranks and apparently more Decepticons than Starscream is aware of. Now, what to do with this information..?
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Post by Demolishor on Aug 27, 2007 19:52:57 GMT -5
"Starscream doesn't like anybody, but he's still the boss here. Better than starving--well, I guess you don't have that problem."
Demolishor shrugs, unlocking his fingers from their firing position. "But better than being alone."
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Post by Shrapnel on Aug 27, 2007 22:13:37 GMT -5
Shrapnel looks extremely dubious. Now, if Megatron were here, Shrapnel would walk right up to him and introduce himself. Megatron, after all, has a weakness for mechs who betray him. They give him warm fuzzies inside or something.
(If Shrapnel had ever heard the brief bit of fangirling Megatron did of the Insecticons during the incident with the morphobots, Shrapnel would have a) laughed himself silly, and b) realized there was no doubt that 1) Starscream disliked him, and 2) Megatron had a severe case of wire-rot.)
On the grasping hand, no Megatron meant no one to stop Shrapnel if Starscream provoked him.
"Well, when you put it like that... Still not interested, interested."
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