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Post by Waspinator on Feb 20, 2011 4:22:35 GMT -5
Watching and listening to these three, Waspinator’s hatred for the past grew without him realising it so when he spoke, there was venom in his voice, not much but it was there “Wazzpinator want Sarge to fix it all but Sarge cant fix it, cant take back the last millennia in the stockadez”, and cant tighten the loose screw. “Sorry juzzt an empty word now”.
He listened to what Optimus had to say about choosing his side and deep in Waspinator’s head, the lights began to flicker off on the small corner wherein Wasp hid “Right here, right now, Wazzpinator IS Predezecticon!” he stopped leaning against the wall and slowly began to stalk towards the Autobots and the ex.
“Wazzpinator think Blackaracnia should get the slag over herzelf and see the beautiful and powerful creature she izz, stop whining about being a freak, every bot izz freak to some other bot”. Waspinator was a freak in the optics of Assault and he had fun with that fact.
“Zometimes the univerze juzzt slagz, Wazzpinator learnt something from truckz and spider, if you want something hard enough, then find a way to Take It!” Waspinator knew what he wanted, respect and revenge, right now he intended to get both. He already had power and in the end he decided to silently thank Blackarachnia for what she had done despite her motives, she had the technology, she had made him better. For the moment, her name faded from Waspinator’s list.
He began firing full auto with both stingers, every paralyzing blast going for Sentinel Prime – any part not protected by that shield.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Feb 20, 2011 12:26:27 GMT -5
Oh, of course Optimus just has to apologise harder and assume all responsibility. Sentinel Prime just wants to hit him in frustration; go off on him a bit for being so self-righteous and sanctimonious. Why must Optimus always be too goody two-boots to be real? This is why stupid slagging Ultra Magnus always liked him better.
Sentinel Prime finally get the last of the webbing cut off him, somewhat thanks to Blackarachnia stabbing him through the webbing and then twisting the blade. His pink, pink energon and black oil spill over his fingers as he tries to cover the wound with one hand. Sentinel Prime gets up to his feet, woozy, his head spinning, little flickers of light in the corner of his vision. He shuts his optics off for a moment and then turns them on again, trying to focus. Focus has never come easily to him.
Back home, no one would blame him, if Sentinel Prime died now. Two Autobots against two Decepticons? How could he do anything but die? Here? There'll be mockery at the funeral. Maybe it'll be whispered. Maybe it'll be bald-faced. Oh that Sentinel, he couldn't even handle two Decepticons, and he had help! What an incompetent ignoramus! Slaggit, he's not going to die like that - his poor, abused pride refuses.
Waspinator rains electricity at him, and his gut instinct, to bring up his shield and just chill out behind it, isn't going to work. Sentinel Prime throws himself around a corner, but he can't dodge everything, and electricity dances and crackles over his frame, blackening his blue and flirting with his leaking fuel in wisps of smoke.
He vents to Optimus, //This is why I never freaking apologise to anyone! I get stabbed, and I get shot, and ARGH!//
From his cover around the corner, Sentinel Prime gets his lance ready. Whoever comes around is getting a lunging lance strike to the hip, unless it's Optimus. Sentinel Prime will try to refrain from stabbing Optimus. As bait, he calls, "You want to be you, Blackarachnia? I know an expert on techno-organics! If you wanted to be a machine again, I'm sure she could help." That was maybe a bad thing to say - she - given how jealous Elita-1 can get. "But I bet you'll just call me an insensitive keg-droid for even suggesting that. You're going to go off on some self-righteous rant now about how you're happy being a spider and I'm a terrible bot for suggesting anything different."
See, two can play at the passive-aggressive manipulation game. Sentinel Prime is just an obnoxious skidplate about it, and Blackarachnia is a sexy lady.
"And Waspinator! I could pull all your shifts for the next ten millennia. You'd be out there adventuring, cruising for space babes," pretty, pretty Cricketmobile ladies from the planet of Open-Minded Supermodels, "and I'd be stuck mopping the floor. But you're going to say that's not good enough. Nothing's good enough, because if nothing's good enough, you think you're justified to do whatever you want to me."
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Post by Optimus Prime on Feb 20, 2011 20:35:47 GMT -5
Yes, Sentinel, Optimus Prime assumed responsibility. Just like he did all those stellar cycles ago at the court martial. Remember? That time he took the fall for your stupid treasure hunt idea?
Optimus has had about enough of this slag. His ex-friend is beating up him and his other ex-friend, and also some other guy he's never met before is shooting at them. He ignites the rocket on his axe and extends the handle, effectively freeing himself from what's left of Blackarachnia's webbing.
"If you just want to be you, Elita-1, then you should rejoin the Autobots. You really think the Decepticons are going to give up your new, more powerful body just because it makes you unhappy? Do you, Elita?" he says, his voice taunting despite his reasonable words. Because right now, he's fighting two Decepticons, and if he gets one of them angry enough to get sloppy, that's a good thing.
He takes a half-hearted swing at Waspinator as he too retreats around the corner, then stands with his axe poised to hit the next unfortunate to come around. //The important thing is that you apologized and owned your actions Sentinel, not how she responded to it. I know my opinion probably doesn't matter to you, but . . . I'm proud of you.//
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Post by Tasha Walker on Feb 20, 2011 20:58:08 GMT -5
Oh man Waspinator. You just made a really big mistake.
"You! Stay out of this!" she snarls, trying to toss a webline around Waspinator and tangle him up as she did the two Primes, "They're mine! Mine!. They owe me!"
"You want to be what you are, you wanted it! I didn't!"
She positions herself so that she can watch the corner that the Primes ducked behind and Waspinator at the same time.
"You think I haven't tried to fix this, Sentinel? Even that slagging kid's key, a piece of the Allspark, couldn't separate me from the organic filth!"
"And you Optimus, being so sanctimonious. I wasn't "dead" yet when you grabbed Sentinel and took off. You watched me fall! you knew I was fighting for my life and you saved him instead!"
Which might explain why she seems to alwasys want to do more violence to Sentinel than to Optimus. A woman scorned, after all....
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Post by Elita-1 on Feb 20, 2011 23:00:02 GMT -5
Cross-posting from Teeth, Claws, etc.
It's a good thing that "band of incompetents" comment wasn't said aloud. Just because things are running the way Drift thinks they should doesn't make people incompetent, and Elita is very much not in the mood now to discuss the matter in any civil manner. For now, she is moving at a very fast clip toward the coordinates given by Sentinel, though they do make a zigzag to drop Mirage with Botanica.
She looks back over her shoulder at Drift's question, "You can't hear the Autobot and General broadband back and forth? For some reason, when new folks show up, they seem to always be on the same frequencies we're using, and people have the same personal frequencies. Like, the Kup here has the same personal frequency as my old boot instructor, Kup Minor. It's odd. But if you're an exception... folks are going to want to talk to you. I-"
Elita stops abruptly as the sounds of laser fire and screams carry through the halls. They're still a few corridors away, but Elita easily recognizes the loudest.
It's her own after all.
She takes off at a run.
Will actually "arrive" on next post, though Drift is welcome to pass her and show up first!
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Post by Drift on Feb 21, 2011 9:15:24 GMT -5
(ooc: I'll flop into posting order after this like a good little Autobot ^__^)
Don't worry, Elita; Drift tends to keep his opinions about his leadership to himself as long as they don't get in his way. Until he kicks them in the face. But hey, Turmoil so totally asked for that one.
Urgh. WORDS. SO. MANY. WORDS. All he wanted was a fraggin' simple answer to a seemingly obvious question. He did not need to hear her whole fraggin' life story or random speculations about how, once again, he's apparently some sort of a freak.
He can hear broadband, but he'd cut the feed, simply because hearing a sea of chatter--very much like this--was lethal to his concentration. It made him want to stab things.
Well, he always wanted to stab things, but it made him want to stab the wrong things.
Time to try some sarcasm. "Thanks for your concise and helpful--" Great. Now she's running down the corridor. RUNNING. There must be a reason she's choosing bipedal locomotion instead of an alt. Maybe these 'females' don't have alts?
Yeah, that's a question for later. Right now he's really hoping that at the end of that hallway, there's something that needs stabbing. He'll comm Perceptor when he can.
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Post by Waspinator on Feb 21, 2011 13:03:38 GMT -5
“Zentinel owez Wazzpinator too! Wazzpinator spent a millenia in stockadez on life sentence thankz to him. Wazzpinator didn’t know what Spider wazz going to do, only that Spider wazz only fragging friend in whole slaggin univerzz!” A fat lot of fun that turned out to be. “So Yeah, Wazzpinator didn’t want thiz either but itz better than before!”
At the thrown web, he blasts it to death at the same time as dodging it, hopefully his frantic firing didn’t get too close to the Spider.
As if to make a point about how this technorganic thing really is an upgrade, he rises on his bug wings and hovers in the air, he wants to fly by Blackarachnia and continue shooting bots in a hallway but sees that he cant without getting too close to her.
“Ahh univerzz, why do you hate Wazzpinator” he said quietly to himself zighing.
“Oh go get the slaggin botz, Wazzpinator wont bite”. As long as Sentinel gets what for, that will have to do.
But he will follow her around the corner, he might yet get lucky.
OOC: Does anyone at all in anyway having a problem with A: Wasspinator having a pair of explosives and B: Trying to cluster frag all four ‘Bots if he gets the chance? Just Y/N will suffice, no walls of text required unless you want to.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Feb 21, 2011 15:01:58 GMT -5
//Yeah, whatever,// Sentinel Prime says gruffly to Optimus as the other gets all mushy and Optimus-y on him. //We'll talk la-// He stares, dumbfounded, at the corner's edge, as Blackarachnia basically comes out and says that Sentinel Prime is The Other Women. He just... what? Sentinel Prime's mind is blown. Whatever Optimus may have expected back then of Sentinel, it is probably not that they'd get hitched, train a few batches of cadets, and retire to an energon ranch, Blackarachnia. (And if that is what Optimus was expecting, Sentinel doesn't want to know.) But seriously, being the selfish, pig-headed one is his thing! Blackarachnia wants him to have... died there? Yeah, she probably does, because that would prove to her that Optimus valued her even more than the life of his cadethood friend. Blackarachnia wants him to have died there. Elita-1 wants him to have died there.Sentinel Prime feels hollow and crumpled inside over that idea. Waspinator's whining snaps Sentinel Prime out of his mid-battle moping, however. He shouts back, "Yes, I owe you! No one's saying I don't! I offered you slagging restitution!" Sentinel Prime feels like he's shouting at a wall. Is this how other people feel around him, when he's being bull-headed about issues and refusing to listen to anything reasonable anyone ever proposes him? Surely this is Sentinel Prime's own special level of the Pit. Elita-1's coming; this is going to be a complete cluster-frag, especially given that, in a special moment of thoughtlessness, he asked her to kill Blackarachnia for him. She sounds serious about that. AllSpark, if Blackarachnia and Waspinator don't kill him first, Optimus is going to ream him out over asking Elita-1 to commit temporally-assisted suicide. Right, so, he should bot up and... stab a she-bot? Such a cluster-frag! Optimus will hesitate if he has to fight Blackarachnia. He won't hesitate with Waspinator, because he doesn't know Waspinator from a hole in the floor. So Sentinel Prime should attack Blackarachnia and deal with her, so that Optimus will attack Waspinator, and Elita-1 won't have to fight Blackarachnia. Sentinel Prime lunges around the corner, pushing off with his back foot for extra power and extending his arm out stiff and straight to try to run her through with a thrust of the lance. Petty always being something he does well, he notes, with no small amount of schadenfreude and spite, "She'd know how to fix this, anyway." Botanica's science is better than your science. Take that, spider-glitch!- - - OOC: Please do!
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Post by Optimus Prime on Feb 21, 2011 21:42:35 GMT -5
"If I'd known I would have gone back for you!" Optimus shouts, pleading, even as he follows Sentinel back around the corner. He privately wonders if Elita-1 used to listen to herself when she spoke, or if not doing so is a new development that came with being a Decepticon. He'd never voice the thought, of course.
He aims a wrist at Waspinator, shooting out a grappler in an attempt to pull the bug to the ground. Given the difference in their sizes, this may end poorly for him.
"If you'd just give us a chance we could help both of you!"
OOC: Goferit, stripey-butt.
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Post by Tasha Walker on Feb 22, 2011 19:49:46 GMT -5
Uhhh, so this thread is now on 24hr timeout- but with my moving chances are pretty good I'm gonna time out. So... apologies up front. Also, Waspy can have kept a charge instead of planting it outside. But just one, because we don't want to over damage the ship inside. /admin call. So go for it.
Blackarachnia chuckles darkly, "That, my dear, dear Waspinator, was not Sentinel Prime's fault. He only followed the evidence after all, and the evidence was very well planted."
Suddenly, charging Sentinel Prime!
"Thanks for not disappointing me, old friend. I'd hate to think you'd lost your brash courage somewhere along the way," she says as she uses her sword to parry Sentinel's lance and knock it off line with her body.
Well. She tries to do that. Her sword poofs as it makes contact with the lance, so she still winds up getting a nice burn along her side.
Guess that proves who has the bigger and better poker, huh? Blasted time limits.
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Post by Elita-1 on Feb 22, 2011 23:06:37 GMT -5
Elita-1 rounds one corner just as Sentinel charges around another.
//Behind!// she calls out a warning on Optimus's personal frequency, mere seconds before she skids to a stop behind him.
"Are you all right?" she asks, "What about Sentinel-?" she cuts off as she hears her future self taunting the other Prime.
Elita starts to stalk around the corner, but not so fast that she couldn't be yanked back. There is a very large sword in her hand. Because right now, she think it's worth it. And... maybe for the best.
OOC: Yes, she activated that download, Drift. You and/or Optimus have full permission to manhandle her if you so desire to stop her possibly suicidal attack on Blackarachnia.
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Post by Drift on Feb 23, 2011 15:48:36 GMT -5
Okay, Drift is about to have a few comments about his 'leadership'. And by comments, he normally means kicks-to-the-face. But this time, running after Elita, he'll actually stick to words. Because he's so good at them.
"Nice to just...do the slaggin' enemy's job for them," he snarls as he pushes past her. He debates snatching the sword from her grip, but decides, yeah, it's her choice. He's learned to respect a warrior's choice to die how they want. But if she's ever had any plans about them becoming like...buddies? Disrespecting the Great Sword like that kinda...ends that.
He's holding his two smaller blades, ready to engage. Uh...once he can figure out who the enemy is. And can get past, you know, the, uh, the chins.
(ooc: if I get a vote re: explosives? Go for it. Also, Drift will attack whoever looks at him sideways or something, so Wasp, BA? Kind of your call? I don't want to mess with pre plotted stuff and he can bail at any time. Just give the word!)
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Post by Waspinator on Feb 24, 2011 12:23:20 GMT -5
Sentinel totally looked at Drift the wrong way.
Waspinator doesn’t want help, no one can change the past, he wants payback and right now it looks like Red and blue has the cheque book out.
The grappler, true to intent and skill, hits Waspinator dead in the chest. Oh! Waspinator knows this one, the malicious grin on his face says so. He grabs the cable with both his normal arms and yanks hard while flying as high as he can in the hallway “Get over here!”
He also lets rip with his stingers at Optimus, hey, Bumblebot’s Bossbot will still make a decent third prize.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Feb 24, 2011 13:14:09 GMT -5
"Hah, take that! Turns out, we can totally roboticise a techno-organic, but you won't accept our help, so you won't get that!" Sentinel Prime taunts, admiring his handiwork, the burn he's inflicted on Blackarachnia's twisted-but-lovely form. Of course, Botanica and Cheetor already said the roboticization method was unpleasant and not recommended, but Sentinel Prime personally feels that Blackarachnia could use a big heaping serving of unpleasant and not recommended. That's one of the many differences between him and Optimus Prime. Optimus is still sincerely trying to help, despite it all. Sentinel Prime has fallen back on petty spite and trying to tease and torment his enemies, even if his enemies used to be friends or students.
His give-a-damn is busted.
Suddenly, there's Elita-1 and a really handsome car Autobot. That's Elita-1 all right, always finding the good-looking guys, and... wow, why in the AllSpark is Sentinel Prime even wasting his time thinking about this nonsense right now!?
Then Elita-1 whips out a huge sword. Knowing what he knows, that she intends to try to kill Blackarachnia, he knows that there will be girl-on-girl stabbing action shortly. Guh. Slaggit, he will have that shower later! Focus now.
Keep attacking Blackarachnia, so Elita-1 won't have to and get icky techno-organic bits all over his lance? Or - Waspinator has Optimus! Waspinator can have Optimus; they're perfect for each other, two losers who won't shut up. Wait, no, that's not right.
Sentinel Prime falls back from Blackarachnia, a lunge's length away, and he flings his shield at Waspinator's wrists. There is a part of him that would really just like to see Waspinator get those hands cut off by the rotating buzzsaw action of the spinning shield; Waspinator has plenty of extra hands, anyway. However, given that the shield is broken and not functioning properly, Sentinel Prime will also settle for the shield just startling Waspinator enough to drop Optimus on his face. That would be nice.
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Post by Optimus Prime on Feb 25, 2011 12:59:15 GMT -5
//Sentinel, watch out! She'll probably try to sting you now that her last download has worn off!// Optimus warns over the local Autobot band.
He nearly jumps as Elita-1 and Drift appear behind him. Drift is clearly from a different reality, and Waspinator is still the only one here with a ranged weapon. The only one who can engage Blackarachnia without getting in range of her stingers, in other words. Where are the Autobots with guns when you need them?
When his old Academy chum stalks past him holding a giant sword, her face contorted in an expression that forcibly reminds him of her future, leggier self, he's too shocked to grab her shoulder and try to stop her. He's had an epiphany. He's been operating under the assumption that sometime between Elita-1 downloading organic spiders on Archa 7 and becoming a Decepticon bent on revenge, something somehow happened to mess her up in the head and make her capable of evil. The look on Elita-1's face, like she wants to murder someone who is essentially herself, makes him think that maybe she's always been capable of it.
Distracted as he is by sobering thoughts, he is completely unprepared for Waspinator to turn his attack against him and yank him toward the ceiling. He stumbles forward, leaving the ground for a moment and dangling by his wrist before his weight brings him back down. Optimus yanks back, hoping to bring Waspinator into range of his axe as he ignites the rocket on the back of the weapon and brings it around in a wicked downward swipe.
A few of Waspinator's shots richochet off his armor or whizz past him harmlessly. A few make a mess of his chest, cracking his signature Optimus-windows and sizzling the circuitry beneath. The young Prime is still on his feet, but he's not happy.
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