Post by Slugslinger on Mar 2, 2011 14:14:23 GMT -5
As the video rolls, Slugslinger can be seen seated very casually, one arm slung over the back of his chair, chair tipped back on its two rear legs, his feet propped on whatever is supporting the camera, which has been angled to remain focused on his face. He grins.
"So in my reality," he says, "there's this gang of undersized, dim-witted little bots called Omnicons. There are four of 'em and they hang out with the Autobots all the time. Oh, and that human, too." He looks briefly like he's considering explaining that, then thinks better of it.
Here is attached an aerial shot of all four Omnicons on a beach, crouching away from weapons fire that is tearing up the sand.
"But that isn't the important part. What's the big deal is that these guys can make weapons out of energon." Slugslinger's grin turns into an avaricious leer as he adds, "And there's a lookalike of the jet one on the Autobot crew.
"He's called Skyblast, same as the one from my reality, but he's all jagged and his armour's full of holes, like the guys from Wreckage's reality."
Here is attached a close-up image of his reality's Skyblast: a small white-and-red jetbot who bears a vague resemblance to Skyfire or certain Jetfires. In his hands is a deep red spear clearly not made of any known metal. Beside that for comparison purposes is an image of the Skyblast on the Autobots' crew. The similarities are clear, but this Skyblast is cast all in greys and silvers – corpselike, really – and distinctly pointier. His spear is a smoky grey colour, but still obviously not metallic.
"He isn't bad at air combat for a shrimpy Autobot," Slugslinger declares with enough condescension that it probably has its own gravity well, head down, both hands raised to shoulder height in a mockery of magnanimous concession. "If you aren't me, I wouldn't recommend trying to dogfight with him. You'll just end up getting hurt. Me, I can handle him. I got his spear, too." And now he's all gloat and boast, smirking at the camera.
Then, seemingly on accident, he shifts one leg and the camera goes crashing to the floor.
End video.
"So in my reality," he says, "there's this gang of undersized, dim-witted little bots called Omnicons. There are four of 'em and they hang out with the Autobots all the time. Oh, and that human, too." He looks briefly like he's considering explaining that, then thinks better of it.
Here is attached an aerial shot of all four Omnicons on a beach, crouching away from weapons fire that is tearing up the sand.
"But that isn't the important part. What's the big deal is that these guys can make weapons out of energon." Slugslinger's grin turns into an avaricious leer as he adds, "And there's a lookalike of the jet one on the Autobot crew.
"He's called Skyblast, same as the one from my reality, but he's all jagged and his armour's full of holes, like the guys from Wreckage's reality."
Here is attached a close-up image of his reality's Skyblast: a small white-and-red jetbot who bears a vague resemblance to Skyfire or certain Jetfires. In his hands is a deep red spear clearly not made of any known metal. Beside that for comparison purposes is an image of the Skyblast on the Autobots' crew. The similarities are clear, but this Skyblast is cast all in greys and silvers – corpselike, really – and distinctly pointier. His spear is a smoky grey colour, but still obviously not metallic.
"He isn't bad at air combat for a shrimpy Autobot," Slugslinger declares with enough condescension that it probably has its own gravity well, head down, both hands raised to shoulder height in a mockery of magnanimous concession. "If you aren't me, I wouldn't recommend trying to dogfight with him. You'll just end up getting hurt. Me, I can handle him. I got his spear, too." And now he's all gloat and boast, smirking at the camera.
Then, seemingly on accident, he shifts one leg and the camera goes crashing to the floor.
End video.