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Post by Wheelie (ROTF) on Jun 11, 2011 19:36:03 GMT -5
Month 2, week 2, day 4
Open thread
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The rec room was a rather open space. There were many places to occupy one self with entertainment and be relatively on their own, but not so much to genuinely hide. But the benefits of being small enough to fit in most robots hands is that your options aren't as limited, and Wheelie is enjoying the full of it.
He is huddled up behind the couch of the furthest wall, hiding in the shadows. His face is contorted in a lecherous gremlin grin, and in his hands is something he picked up from Pz-Zazz. A gaming device with three screens, made for those bigger twice his height, but still manageable. His thumbs are gliding over the screens, and his face contorts further as his grin widens to bear the entirety of his gnarled teeth, the bits of metal on his optic ridges that almost resemble eyebrows waggling in anticipation.
But as much as he tried to hide himself, he demonstrated yet again his greatest weakness: For such a tiny robot, he is a very loud one. One that says such colorful things as "Oho, full touch control, gotta love it!" and "Awww, ya got nuthin'to be ashamed of!". Who will be the first to catch this dastardly little fellow and deliver upon him a full scolding that he so much deserves?
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Post by Seaspinner/Susannah Webber on Jun 14, 2011 11:59:07 GMT -5
Seaspinner likes to lurk about the public areas of the Event Horizon during her time, awaiting fresh victims that she can pounce upon and engage in polite conversation and get to know better. She's determined to get to know everybody on this ship! One can never have too many friends, though admittedly some individuals here are harder to befriend than others... but she shall rise to the challenge!
So, when she hears someone being noisy in one the rec rooms, Seaspinner naturally decides to check it out. All prepared to throw out a cheerful greeting, she's rather confused when she enters the room and finds it appears rather unoccupied. "Hello? Is anybody there?"
Curious, she folds into beast mode, ready to track down the room's mysterious occupant.
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Post by Wheelie (ROTF) on Jun 14, 2011 13:21:11 GMT -5
Any sounds of wrongful joy, are quickly replaced with a loud "Ohfrag". Frantically, he struggles to clap the handheld console shut, loudly whispering as he does so. "Frag! How the hell did they hear me, I'm like a friggin' ninja-Oh, no, my game, I didn't save it!" With a loud clang he smacks his forehead before flopping around, getting onto his knees and pryng the ting open again, thin fingers working fast as he tries to save his game, banging it whenever there's a sound that's the alien's version of a schoolgirl giggle. "Shut up you stupid, fraggin', no good fer nuthin'-THERE!"
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Post by Seaspinner/Susannah Webber on Jun 17, 2011 0:42:48 GMT -5
Having pinpointed the sound as coming from behind the couch, Seaspinner creeps up on it, silent on spider-feet. If Wheelie looks up, he'll see first one, then two long hairy legs hook over the back of the couch. Then she heaves her bulky shark body up to peer into the space behind the couch. Why, it's a tiny little bot! How adorable.
Not so adorable is the language he's been spitting out, but she'll save her consternation for later.
Her mouth gapes open in a sharky grin and in a sing-song voice Seaspinner calls out, "I found you!"
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Post by Wheelie (ROTF) on Jun 18, 2011 13:41:55 GMT -5
Finally, Wheelie closes the damn thing shut and slides it underneath the couch, where it will be safe. Well, unless Spy Shot goes scurrying around, but that kid is so...Awkward...That he wouldn't be scarred for life and just forget about it.
...Wait. Why is it suddenly darker then it should be?
His two eyestalks swivel up, but oh, does he soon wish he hadn't. Two, long, spindly hairy things and something with more teeth then Megatron is peering down at him. For a few seconds, he just stands there, optics wide and bright, until he screeches like mad and dives underneath the couch, all the while screaming "GETAWAYGETAWAYGETAWAY!".
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Post by Seaspinner/Susannah Webber on Jun 20, 2011 17:45:12 GMT -5
Seaspinner recoils slightly as the little robot suddenly starts screaming at her to get away. She pouts as well as a shark can and mumbles, "Well, that was a bit rude..."
Transforming her upper body out of beast mode, she turns around on the couch and leans over until she can peek under the front of it. "Excuse me? I'm terribly sorry if I frightened you." Her reassuring smile is only a bit less wide and toothy than her beast mode grin.
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Post by Wheelie (ROTF) on Jun 20, 2011 18:55:53 GMT -5
Seaspinner's response is, despite the frightening smile, warm and genuine, peaceful, kind, nice and all around pleasant. So of course Wheelie kicks with his little legs, scoops up some dried up, gooey Energon residue and hurls it at her face. "YEAH! COME ON! GET OUTTA HERE! CANT TOUCH THIS YA WALKIN' B-MOVIE REJECT!"
And of course, it only settles in what she said when he already flung it at her. "...Oh. Errr. Yeah, ya'd better be sorry! Who do ya think ya are, scarin' me like that ya dumb broad!?"
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Post by Seaspinner/Susannah Webber on Jun 22, 2011 11:51:55 GMT -5
Seaspinner recoils to avoid the energon residue and freezes for a moment, rather taken aback. Then she hops off the couch, turning to face it, and rears high on her four untransformed spider-legs, hands on her hips.
"I beg your pardon?" she asks, scandalized. "I demand you come out from under there right now and apologize."
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Post by Wheelie (ROTF) on Jun 28, 2011 17:45:33 GMT -5
"Apologize!? Ya scared the livin' bolts out of me, lady!" He snaps in the most undignified screechy voice he can manage, only to follow it with a quiet muttering of "Who does that crazy broad think she is...".
But le gasp! After a few seconds two discolored optics come peek out from underneath the couch, both peeking up at her and shortly followed by a face...That's twisted in disgust. "Urgh. Ya should shave those legs, baby. Nobody likes a dame with more fur then a bear."
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Post by Seaspinner/Susannah Webber on Jun 30, 2011 10:39:28 GMT -5
"And I apologized for that, didn't I? Being startled is no excuse to be terribly rude!" And she can hear you muttering, Wheelie, but she's going to take that as an opportunity to introduced herself. "I'm Seaspinner, and you are...?"
She's entirely taken aback by Wheelie's comment, her stern look turning into one of deep confusion. "I... pardon? Shaving?" What in the world is he going on about?
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Post by Wheelie (ROTF) on Jul 1, 2011 18:08:11 GMT -5
"Yeah, well, you can take yer apology and shove it! My old eggsac imprinted me that an apology ain't worth squat, great offerings to show it are!" Yes, this makes Wheelie a damn hypocrite. This should surprise no one. "Yer lucky I didn't go off in yer ugly aft face with my boomstick!"
But finally he lets down on the angry finger pointing, his arm slowly lowering, tiny hand balling into a tiny angry fist that is then quickly pressed against him as his arms cross. His craned neck sticks out as high as it can, that look of disgust still clear on his face as he looks her over, before jerking a thumb at his chest. "Name's Wheelie, bella, and don't you forget it! The bots here all leave me alone for a reason, capiche?"
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Post by Seaspinner/Susannah Webber on Jul 3, 2011 20:24:09 GMT -5
Seaspinner crosses her arms and huffs. "The reason being your terrible attitude and extreme rudeness, no doubt! Why I never in my life-!"
Sucking in a deep breath, she composes herself, folding her hands demurely in front of her and saying in a politely restrained voice, "I would say it was a pleasure meeting you, Wheelie, but that would be a lie and I am not in the habit of being dishonest. Nor am I in the habit of taking undeserved verbal abuse, so good day to you."
With a haughty flip of her shark tail, she turns to leave.
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Post by Wheelie (ROTF) on Jul 4, 2011 5:57:29 GMT -5
Wait, she's actually walking away? He succeeded? It actually takes him by surprise, leaving him confused and squinting after her. But then he shakes out of it and raises a balled fist, yelling "YEAH YOU BETTER WALK AWAY DOLLFACE!". He almost hurts something else after her, but manages to bite it back, and instead turns to crawl back beneath the couch.
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Post by Seaspinner/Susannah Webber on Jul 5, 2011 20:52:40 GMT -5
Seaspinner isn't going to dignify Wheelie with a response. Not so much as a twitch!
Later she'll probably decide that Wheelie's rudeness is really a sign that he's hurting and scared inside and try and befriend him in the future. Maybe even knit him a scarf. But for now she's going to walk briskly out of the room and go fume to herself for awhile.
OOC: S'a wrap?
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