Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Jun 8, 2008 20:27:44 GMT -5
Hey, Grimlock will explode where-ever he darn well pleases. Grrr.
Grimlock nods at Makeshift. "Good." Then he turns to Tracks. "Me Grimlock got tired of waiting around in medical area. Plus, them and Kup too busy to tell me Grimlock stories. Me decide to look around instead."
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Post by Makeshift on Jun 8, 2008 20:37:08 GMT -5
"Well, I've never heard of a Gigantion or a Vector Prime, but where I'm from, we don't really know our origins anyway." Of course, it's probably Primus, but since his series went away along with its publishers before getting to that point, it's hard to say. In any case, he looks a little relieved; if she knew about powerlinking, he figures she probably would've brought it up.
"Don't push yourself too hard," he says to Grimlock. "They'll have a fit if we have to put you back together again so soon." No explody for you, big guy.
He blinks as he realizes something. "I interrupted something, didn't I? Sorry. These tunnels are starting to get to me."
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Tracks
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Post by Tracks on Jun 9, 2008 10:03:45 GMT -5
"Hmm we have minibots and casseticons where I come from, but none of them come close to the size you are," Tracks muses, mostly to himself but it's loud enough for all to hear. By no means does he mean any offense, it's just a wondrous statement of fact. Just wait till he bumps into one of the Maximals.
Tracks pushes himself back up and waves assuringly at Makeshift. "Oh no, we were just make the customary introductions. There's no need to worry." A few sidelong glances at the dank walls and the warrior frowns, smoothly shifting his weight from one foot to another. "Though I certainly understand effect these tunnels have. A mech can get cabin fever pretty quickly down here." Okay, maybe that's not what Makeshift meant, but this is Tracks's own interpretation.
"Now if you don't mind, maybe a bit of exploration of this place can be the answer to our problems," He's looking at the whole group upon this announcement. "I'd love to hear more about the worlds you came from, though, I think I already know plenty about yours, Grimlock." The Dinobot gets a half-apologetic but playful smile.
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Override
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The Chancellor, Her Noble Potency, Empress Override. The Glorious Victor over Everyone Else On the Track
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Post by Override on Jun 9, 2008 10:48:38 GMT -5
She shrugs to Makeshift. "Well, we only recently relearned a lot of things about our origins, too, so... who knows?" Makeshift's origins, however, probably have absolutely nothing to do with Gigantion, but Override is still trying to fit everyone into what she's familiar with. "You didn't interrupt anything, though. I was out and about, trying to meet some of the others, and you count there!"
Override looks up and around. "I don't think the tunnels are so bad, really. It's standing still in them that's the problem. They look made for riding in."
"Exploring might not be a bad idea," Override says, tone chipper and enthusiastic. Then she nods towards Grimlock, "We might want to wait until he's got his armor back on, though, if he's coming along. Right now a plain old water-leak in the tunnels could be deadly!"
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Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Jun 9, 2008 16:05:44 GMT -5
Grimlock would smirk at Makeshift if he could, clanking his fist to his chest. "Me Grimlock know just how far to push meself!" Grimlock is a lying liar who lies, 'cause he's a Tough Guy™.
His attention goes to Tracks. "When Tracks come from? Me Grimlock from late 2005. One of us be able to tell other about future, maybe."
Grimlock peers over at Override. "Me Grimlock can take a little water!" He crosses his arms lightly, stance somewhat defiant.
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Post by Makeshift on Jun 9, 2008 18:14:53 GMT -5
"I'm getting used to that," Makeshift shrugs at Tracks. "Even the small bots tower over me here. At least back home there were other shorties around."
He looks up at the tunnel walls. If even Grimlock can stand up straight without a problem, one would think someone Makeshift's size wouldn't be bothered much, but..... "I just want to see the sky again. I'm a flier, it's stifling down here. Sure, I can maneuver just fine, but there's no wind to play with."
He turns to Override. "I'm up for some exploring. My mapping sensors'll come in handy."
Grimlock gets a speculative look. "Can you fly yet, or are you stuck ground-pounding?" The other two look built for speed, and Makeshift is fairly quick himself, although probably nothing to the racers. If Big Grim can't fly, keeping up might be a problem.
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Tracks
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Post by Tracks on Jun 9, 2008 21:45:32 GMT -5
"I'll have to agree with Makeshift on his point and toss in my own. I'm pretty partial to urban areas--preferably active ones, and from what I've heard, these tunnels--this entire planet seems to be lacking in that department." Tracks shrugs it off with a sigh, wings shifting in accordance with his movement and feelings.
"So you know how far you can push yourself...yet you still managed overwhelm yourself in that recent battle," Tracks peers at Grimlock's bare form. Yes, he's a little doubtful of the big rex's words. Can't worry about it too much though because then Grimlock drops the proverbial bomb. "...2005?" Tracks stares a moment at the Dinobot. Sure, twenty years difference isn't too much to a Transformer, but on Earth where everything changes in a quick cycle of one's optics, twenty years could be enough to make quite a difference. "I think you probably have some things to tell me then, I'm all the way back in 1985." Big hair, flashy clothes, disco clubs...you name it. Twenty years. Raoul would be through almost half of his potential life span!
A slow shake of his head and Tracks focuses his thoughts as he slides into a smooth transformation sequence. It isn't long at all before a sleek and swooping Corvette Stingray runs idly where Tracks once stood. Even if they aren't rolling anywhere at the moment, it's a comforting form to be in. Pity there aren't any reflective surfaces to check over his chassis in.
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Override
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The Chancellor, Her Noble Potency, Empress Override. The Glorious Victor over Everyone Else On the Track
Shut up and drive
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Post by Override on Jun 10, 2008 9:35:13 GMT -5
"Just because you can doesn't mean you should, but suit yourself," Override waves off Grimlock's macho routine. Who is she to criticize someone's choice to push themselves past their limits? That's generally how one finds new limits.
"Whatever you guys are up to, though, better decide quickly." She takes a step forward and, with an automatic call of, "Override, transform!" she falls backwards into her vehicle mode, alien-crab-crossed-with-the-Mach 5-looking thing that it is. Her engine revs. "Because I'm not going to stick around all day just to listen to folks whining about not being able to see the sun!"
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Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Jun 10, 2008 17:36:02 GMT -5
Grimlock's posture slumps a bit at Makeshift. "No, me no can fly yet." And thus, not able to keep up with a couple of cars.
Then Tracks makes a comment that chafes Grimlock very harshly. His shoulders hike up, and fists clench. The Dinobot Commander's optic band glows brighter, and he looms over the Corvette. "Me Grimlock say Tracks watch himself before me Grimlock see how far Tracks can be pushed!"
Yeah, don't go poking at a Dinobot that lost a battle. Not a wise idea.
For a few moments, Grimlock seethes. If one looks, one might see his fists shaking. He's not happy about how the battle went, between catching a beating from Scourge, and then Not-Rodimus burning him down. Finally, he relaxes. Kup wouldn't approve of in-fighting, especially in this situation.
Then the 'Vette transforms, and Grimlock glances down. "Tracks missing a lot, but me tell you later. You two go ride... Me Grimlock go back to Medical." He turns to Makeshift. "Makeshift tell new bots about what all happened here so far? And no go too far and get lost."
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Post by Makeshift on Jun 10, 2008 18:44:23 GMT -5
"Yeah, the planet's pretty much abandoned, aside from us, the Decepticons, and some drones." Makeshift shrugs. "Nice and quiet, but kinda boring."
Then Tracks gets a Look. "If you'd seen what happened, you'd know better. That was an ugly fight." Of course, Makeshift missed most of it, aside from a spider-lady trying to shoot him up, but he saw the damages first-hand, heard the reports over the broadband the entire time.
The Mini-con jumps into the air, transforming into his tiltrotor form. His rotors make a bit of noise when hovering in place, but at his size, it's not much more than a stiff breeze. "Don't worry, Grim, I'll fill 'em in on the details. Get yourself patched up and try to keep Slag from setting anyone on fire." He leaves the getting lost part alone. He's the search part of a search and rescue team, and he makes his own maps as he goes. Getting lost is tough for him.
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Tracks
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Post by Tracks on Jun 10, 2008 19:45:27 GMT -5
That was...unintentional. Tracks winces at Grimlock and Makeshift's responses to him, alt mode twinging slightly in embarrassment. "I apologize, I didn't think properly before making such a comment." The apology's to both Grimlock and Makeshift. He's too used to just letting his vocalizer run the way it wants too. Well, usually it's alright, but plainly, this time he's crossed a line. Time to take note and make sure not to do that without good reason again. Those fists look like they could make a nice blue pancake out of this blue 'vette.
"Sorry that you can't make it with us this time. Next go around perhaps?" He idles for a moment, mulling over his words. "Take care then. I'll be sure to catch you later, Grimlock."
Tracks guns his engines, a content purr slowly replacing his awkward sputters from a few moments before. "I wouldn't quite call that whining, madame. But let's not start start a silly argument over such a subject. Now, if we get going, ladies first." Chivalrous, but that may prove to be a bad move in the long run and things start speeding up and gaining a bit competitive edge.
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Override
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Post by Override on Jun 10, 2008 20:56:09 GMT -5
Now, if we get going, ladies first.
Override's engine shuts down entirely. She falls completely silent for a few seconds in a furiously insulted shock. However, by the time she talks again, her voice is calm, upbeat, and holding more than a hint of challenge.
"If you really want too look like a complete moron, fine."
She takes a moment to shout, "Catch you later, Grimlock!" to the naked Dinobot, then her engine comes on with a roar, her tires scream, and she takes off, reaching over a few hundred miles per hour in a matter of seconds.
And she's still accelerating.
OOC: Temporarily out of thread. If Tracks and Makeshift follow, she'll slow down enough for them to catch up in another round, so I'll only be skipping one turn. If they don't, she's out of the thread.
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Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Jun 10, 2008 21:34:18 GMT -5
Nodding to Makeshift, Grimlock starts to turn, then Tracks speaks up again. Grimlock grunts in response to the apology, though finds the exchange between Tracks and Override amusing. He sticks around to see just how--
Well, dang. 'Vette boy just got dusted. Guess that's why she's leader of a place called Velocitron.
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Post by Makeshift on Jun 11, 2008 17:51:00 GMT -5
Makeshift nearly falls out of the air as his rotors twitch in surprise. Only a quick burst of his boosters keeps him aloft. "Now that is acceleration."
He tilts to look down at Tracks. "When you're done pulling your feet out of your mouthplate, we should try to catch up. Never know what's waiting down these tunnels." He's not doubting Override's ability to take care of herself, but after recent events, he's not inclined to take the chance.
"See you later, Grimlock. Tell the others what's going on so nobody has to worry." With that, Makeshift tilts his rotors forward and fires his boosters. He doesn't have nearly the acceleration Override just demonstrated, even to scale, but he's faster than he looks.
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Tracks
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Post by Tracks on Jun 11, 2008 18:48:00 GMT -5
This--this just isn't a very good start to the day and to new relations. What'd he do wrong this time?
"Again, I didn't mean to offend," grumbles the 'vette as his engine guns into an irritated roar before he tears after Override's swiftly disappearing form. His top speed is no where near the numbers at which she's going and as nice as these tunnels are to drive in, Tracks doubts that they'd be very fun at all for sub-sonic flight...but it's the only thing that might let him catch up and figure out what he did.
"Right, catch-up," Tracks murmurs to himself. "I'll be coming through, Makeshift." A few moments and a bit of transformation later, the winged and blue Stingray is rapidly accelerating down the tunnel, boosters leaving behind shimmering streams of hot air behind him. Maneuvering is going to be fun.
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