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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Jul 17, 2009 22:05:54 GMT -5
Bonecrusher growls darkly at his fellow Decepticons as they begin to restrain him, twitching every now and then as though he might lash out before they can finish binding him. But Scourge's blade remains ever-present, and so he remains... co-operative, not being especially thrilled with the idea of being decapitated.
He may have yielded for the moment, but the hateful spark in his optics as he glares at his captors shows that he has yet to be tamed and broken.
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Post by Sable Conolly on Jul 19, 2009 10:06:39 GMT -5
Scourge carries rope and chains and bungees around for perfectly legitimate purposes, if only Wreckage would ask him!
Wreckage still might not believe him, though.
Scourge watches as Wreckage and Barricade tie up Bonecrusher, paying close, careful attention. If those two think they can improperly bind their same-universe buddy improperly and have him later on slip out and attack Scourge again, they have another thing coming.
When they are done, he summons his trailer from subspace (or whatever mysterious land it goes to when it's not around), and he commands, "Get him secured to that, and we'll move out." A pause. "Oh yes. Gather any parts that fell off him, if you'd like."
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Wreckage
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Post by Wreckage on Jul 20, 2009 22:06:18 GMT -5
Binding Bonecrusher improperly would put the entire group at risk again. Wreckage has no affection for Bonecrusher strong enough to override his common sense; he has no affection in general, but Bonecrusher is eternally exempt from anything but the barest modicum of camaraderie that comes with being a Decepticon.
"Sir," Wreckage says again, testing the oddly elastic chain one last time. If Barricade will stand clear, Wreckage can hoist Bonecrusher into place and then the infiltrator can secure him to Scourge's trailer. Unless Barricade is done contributing for the day.
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Barricade
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Post by Barricade on Jul 21, 2009 14:27:15 GMT -5
Half-aft the binding? Why in the Allspark would Barricade want to do that? As far as he's concerned, it's rather nice to see 'Crusher get a little comeuppance for once. By the time he's done helping Wreckage secure the front-liner to Scourge's trailer, they may have to use a cutter torch to get Bonecrusher loose when they get back!
Not that Barricade is enjoying seeing Bonecrusher reduced to this. Oh no. Of course not. That would be... rude. Or something.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Jul 22, 2009 11:27:20 GMT -5
Bonecrusher certainly isn't going anywhere now, even though he very much wants to. With the extent of these bindings he can barely twitch as he's hoisted onto Scourge and secured. He can still move his head, though, and he cranes it about, trying to get a look around him with his one good optic. The other dangles and knocks against his punched-in face, and hopefully the drive won't be bumpy enough to snap the optic cables and send it snapping loose.
"Arm," he rumbles, unable to see far. He swears, if they leave the detached section of his minesweeping arm behind he is going to kill them slowly and painfully. Which probably wouldn't seem like much of a threat under the current circumstances.
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Post by Sable Conolly on Jul 22, 2009 12:10:33 GMT -5
Scourge casually wanders over to the minesweeping arm portion laying on the ground, looks over at the beast bound to his trailer, and he commands coolly, "Say 'please', or I'll have it smetled for scrap. We could use the materials."
Breaking someone's spirit is a long, hard journey, but the end goal is always worth the trip.
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Wreckage
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Post by Wreckage on Jul 24, 2009 16:48:13 GMT -5
There is nothing for Wreckage to add at this point in the conversation; it is between Scourge and Bonecrusher. He simply checks the bindings, and if something crimps or pulls uncomfortably for his unstable comrade, that is hardly his problem. Bonecrusher brought all this on himself.
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Barricade
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Post by Barricade on Jul 25, 2009 18:00:28 GMT -5
Barricade is not grinning with wicked glee. He actually isn't. No sense in bringing that much attention to himself, after all, when Crusher is so cheerfully doing that to himself.
It is so slagging nice, though, to see the boneheaded slagger brought so low. This is the best show he's seen all week.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Jul 25, 2009 20:40:01 GMT -5
Bonecrusher growls, finishing the rumble with an irritated, "Please."
He's barely met Scourge, and already the dark truck is garnering a special place of hatred in his spark. Oh how he loathes you, Scourge, more than many he had to put up with for centuries.
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Post by Sable Conolly on Jul 26, 2009 9:12:11 GMT -5
Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven.
Scourge picks up the fork and turns it over in his hands as if briefly considering just snapping it and laughing in Bonecrusher's face. Then, he straps it to the tanker trailer and cinches it tight. That done, Scourge leans in close, face near wherever Bonecrusher's face has ended up, and he replies, "You're welcome."
He transforms to, "Vehicle mode!" hitches to his trailer, and slowly pulls out, the extra weight on his trailer an unwelcome burden.
OOC: Skip to outside Shockwave's laboratory, the public entrance?
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Wreckage
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Post by Wreckage on Jul 30, 2009 19:08:19 GMT -5
Anyone looking at Wreckage when Bonecrusher answers Scourge will be treated to the sight of genuine surprise – brow ridges up, optics bright, jaw slack – on his face. Under duress or not, Bonecrusher just said please.
The shock lasts only a second before Wreckage collapses into secondary mode, following Scourge's lead.
OOC: Please consider Wreckage skippable unless addressed. Also, skipping to Shockwave's lab entrance is fine by me.
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Barricade
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Post by Barricade on Jul 30, 2009 21:04:12 GMT -5
That look Barricade is bestowing upon Scourge is one of real and obvious respect. He actually made 'Crusher say "Please." Will wonders never cease?
There are a few groans of plates being forced back into place as the Saleen folds himself back into secondary mode and then crouches over his tires, engine revving eagerly. His door pops open, waiting for Frenzy to load back up and settle in, and then there's smoke pouring out from under his tires as he burns out to catch up and fall into line with the others.
ooc: timeskip ahoy!
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Jul 30, 2009 22:17:28 GMT -5
When Scourge leans in close to him, Bonecrusher resists the urge to jerk his head about in an attempt to smack him in the face with his dangling optic. The potential for mild satisfaction doesn't feel worth the possibility of either shaking the optic loose or having it ripped out. Being beaten to a pulp and thoroughly bound has a tendency to make one feel a little cowed, and he's feeling vaguely grateful amongst the hate for having his arm returned. He can attempt to commit violence against Scourge when he's less incapacitated.
There's little he can do as Scourge hitches up to the trailer and begins to lug him to destinations unknown.
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OOC: Let the timeskipping commence!
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Post by Sable Conolly on Jul 31, 2009 20:28:13 GMT -5
Perhaps Scourge looks up in time to see Wreckage's jaw drop. Perhaps he is in truck mode too quickly to catch it. He does at least catch Barricades look, and the thought in Scourge's mind is something like, Finally.
Took them long enough.
Took me long enough.
Perhaps even a hammer can get to the point, eventually.
Scourge is quiet on the trip, though if anyone starts singing 99 Bottles of Energon in his hearing range, he may just have to beat them senseless.
Scourge stands in front of the public door to Shockwave's laboratory, because really, he's much more likely to find Shockwave in there than in his actual room. Bonecrusher is still bound to his trailer, which sits just a bit behind Scourge. Scourge tries the door and finds it locked. Perhaps Shockwave doesn't want company.
Too bad.
He presses an antennae against the door, knocks, and waits a moment. Nothing that he can hear.
Scourge turns to the others and inquires, "Mr. Frenzy, if you could be so good as to open this door?"
What is the point of keeping a little spiky dude around in a police car if not to make him open doors? (Okay, there are lots of other reasons. But this is a good one.)
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Frenzy
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Post by Frenzy on Aug 1, 2009 12:11:36 GMT -5
Frenzy wriggles out of Barricade, takes a flying leap, and crashes against the wall. His toes stick, and he clambers up towards the lock Scourge wants opened.
One hand strokes it while he twists and shifts around it, studying the makeup of the lock. Then he snickers. "Yeah, yeah, frag you so easy, like a five-dollar hooker on a Wednesday night."
Frenzy picked up way too much weirdness from Earth.
A spike slides out of one of his palms and he slams it into the locking device. Eye-stalks swivel to look at the other Decepticons.
The lights on the locking device flicker from red to orange, back to red, to blue (?), back to red, then finally settle on purple.
Frenzy titters and dives back for Barricade.
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Skippable.
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