Blackarachnia (BW)
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Miss Predacon Blackarachnia, at your service.
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Aug 28, 2008 4:11:44 GMT -5
Blackarachnia had been wandering around the encampment for some time, holding a datapad in her pincer digits. Under the ruse of post-battle check-ups, she's been looking for Shortround.
At the moment she's been spending some time looking for him, so much so that she's considering finding some random doll or whatever it is he collects and putting it under a box propped up with a stick and waiting for him to go to her...
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Shortround
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Breaker of the Fourth Wall
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Post by Shortround on Aug 29, 2008 11:49:20 GMT -5
For the record, that trap would have worked well on him.
Shortround is, however, zooming place to place, a box full of boxed random animals sitting precariously on his alt mode. The hovercraft is happy none the less, that zoo giftshop somehow managed to survive some of the destruction, and he managed to get out with some precious toys. He'll be back later to collect the rest, but his current box is enough for now
He just knows that when this all ends and he gets back to Cybertron, he's going to need to charter a shuttle just to get it all back there. But he couldn't care less at the moment.
Upon sighting Blackarachnia, Shortround slows down, in the attempt to be quieter and to try and not draw the ire of the spider. She may be smaller than him, but Shortround is a legendary coward. Especially when it comes to higher ranked Transformers.
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Blackarachnia (BW)
Rookie
She lay back on the ground and let the soft earth envelope her body.
Miss Predacon Blackarachnia, at your service.
Posts: 226
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Aug 29, 2008 13:34:18 GMT -5
...Blackarachnia outranks Shortround? How did that happen?
The fact that he slows down makes her smile. Rather than yelling at him or chasing him down, she points her pincer at Shortround, then points at her datapad. Finally, she makes a 'come here' gesture. Either he'll get what she's saying and come there, or not get it and have to come over and ask her.
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Shortround
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Post by Shortround on Aug 31, 2008 0:52:05 GMT -5
Shortround considers most people to be higher ranked than him! Especially people he's scared of.
Shortround transforms and grabs his box in his claw, and walks over to Blackarachnia. "Hmm?" he asks, looking down at her.
He's at just the right distance from her to panic and run away if this doesn't end up good. He's nervous like that.
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Blackarachnia (BW)
Rookie
She lay back on the ground and let the soft earth envelope her body.
Miss Predacon Blackarachnia, at your service.
Posts: 226
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Aug 31, 2008 4:38:15 GMT -5
"It's time for your checkup, big guy." Blackarachnia says. very matter-of-factly. She taps the datapad once more. "Everyone's got to have them. I'm helping out Engineering, out of the kindness of my spark, and you're next on the list." She gestures in the direction of the temporary medical area set up.
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Shortround
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Post by Shortround on Aug 31, 2008 9:04:47 GMT -5
Shortround blinks a bit. "Uh... I didn't hear anything about this..." he says, thinking. However, there's the area set up, and Blackarachnia SOUNDS like she knows what's going on...
Shortround shakes his head briefly. Here he is, being too paranoid for his own good. No repeats of the calling newcomers Sideways incidents. He puts his box of toys down and walks over to the area, before stopping. "Uh, shouldn't... I dunno, go get some raw materials or something first?" Shortround asks, turning to face Blackarachnia.
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Blackarachnia (BW)
Rookie
She lay back on the ground and let the soft earth envelope her body.
Miss Predacon Blackarachnia, at your service.
Posts: 226
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Aug 31, 2008 20:59:02 GMT -5
"It has to be announced?" Blackarachnia says, confused. "Look, you can either come with me now and let me take your temperature..." she puts her hands on her hips. "...Or I can make a note on my roster of your noncompliance. Your choice..." And with that she turns her back on Shortround and walks towards the medical area.
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Shortround
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Post by Shortround on Sept 2, 2008 20:13:44 GMT -5
Shortround gulps. "Uh, no need, I'll go there" he quickly says, dashing towards the medical area, making sure to avoid accidentally hitting Blackarachnia at all costs. Shortround does not want to draw the ire of the higher-ups, and quite frankly, if he doesn't have to do a job, then he won't do it.
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Post by Needlenose on Sept 2, 2008 20:47:05 GMT -5
And look who's waiting over at the medical area, leaning against the wall of a building! Why, it's Needlenose!
The Mayhem offers a friendly wave to Shortround as he pushes himself completely upright. "Why, hello, hello! Look who finally showed up!" He gestures towards the makeshift (but not Makeshift) table that he and Blackarachnia had set up. "Running a little late, aren't we?" he asks chidingly. "But don't worry! This shouldn't put us too far behind schedule," he adds magnanimously.
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Blackarachnia (BW)
Rookie
She lay back on the ground and let the soft earth envelope her body.
Miss Predacon Blackarachnia, at your service.
Posts: 226
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Sept 6, 2008 15:31:02 GMT -5
"Don't be too hard on him, Needlenose," Blackarachnia says, slinking behind Shortround, "He's here now. And look how keen he is to get this over with!" She nudges Shortround out of the way with her shoulder as she walks past him, to approach Needlenose with the datapad.
"So, any damage sustained from the battle we need to know about?" Blackarachnia asks the patient. She finds a tray of tools and places them out in clear sight near the patient's 'bed'. The tools have no use in any examination that they're going to carry out today, they're just the pointiest and in general most intimidating set Blackarachnia had with her.
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Shortround
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Breaker of the Fourth Wall
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Post by Shortround on Sept 7, 2008 20:12:43 GMT -5
Shortround gulps. It just had to be Needlenose, didn't it...
And then he remembers the alternatives. At least it isn't Scourge.
Shortround walks over to the bed and hopes on, lying down. "Well, uh... My intakes got a bit clogged when I fell in the sewer, but that shouldn't take too long to clean out, and... That's about it" he says, telling the truth.
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Post by Needlenose on Sept 7, 2008 21:27:53 GMT -5
"Right, right right right right," Needlenose says, tone absent and dismissive at the same time as he looks over his patient. "Even so, you're getting a full check-up. Just to be on the safe side, you know," he says, starting his examination with the intakes because that's what would be expected.
"Besides, this is the first time we've really been able to compare you before and after a battle. When we first got you, we were only able to get the after-battle picture!" he notes, then adds cheerfully, "Not that you had much to do in that fight, now, did you Shortround?"
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Blackarachnia (BW)
Rookie
She lay back on the ground and let the soft earth envelope her body.
Miss Predacon Blackarachnia, at your service.
Posts: 226
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Sept 8, 2008 5:47:07 GMT -5
"Really? A tough warrior like this?" Sarcasm from Blackarachnia? NEVER.
"We're just going to have to shut you offline for a moment. Don't worry, you wont' feel a thing. We just want to make sure that we don't miss anything!" Oh, Blackarachnia is so helpful. Without asking for permission, she picks up a screwdriver and makes to open up relevant panelling to do just that. Shortround could easily stop her--or run away--if he really wanted to.
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Shortround
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Breaker of the Fourth Wall
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Post by Shortround on Sept 13, 2008 12:03:04 GMT -5
Shortround gulped nervously. "I... Kinda... Fell in the trap... Kinda" he mumbled, not paying attention at all to Blackarachnia. Not that he would think it out of place either, after all, he does need to be offline for his checkup.
Skippable if offlined
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Post by Needlenose on Sept 13, 2008 20:27:29 GMT -5
Needlenose nods, and his antennae perk up cheerfully. "Good job," he observes as he deftly flips Shortround over so that they can begin to investigate his... keyhole. He begins to swiftly remove the panels around it, and shakes his head. "Kind of odd, this... were they all built with the expectation that some day some mysterious power will start handing out power-ups, or did they have to get them installed later on?"
He glances down at Blackarachnia. "See if you can get a hint on how old the solder joints in this area are compared with the rest."
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