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Post by Screwdriver on Jun 18, 2011 22:33:45 GMT -5
OOC: Ship passage way. Open to Decepticons/Vehicons/Predicons. Month 7, Week 2, Day 6.A little bird hops down one of the passageways of the Decepticon Ship. The bird is, in fact, deceased. Its legs have been removed and it's been set onto a mechanical walker (or rather, a hopper) decorated in gold and silver that serves in their place. The wings have been pinned in pace and likewise decorated. The head lolls around awkwardly as it hops down the hallway, and now and again the little eyes glimmer in the light. This is because they have been replaced with little red gemstones. Screwdriver crawls along behind it as it hops along, babbling to it. Or herself. More or less the same thing. "Tiny was obliged to sing to him, Lady-bird, lady-bird, fly away home 1 and laid his burden down, they sat down to dinner, and after they had had their meal 2 in the happy Christmas-time. Our good Larsen is growing sentimental as he grows old, said the family; but he is faithful 3 servant who had caused his sorrowful heart to be bound with iron bands... 4" And so the little toymaker continues on in this manner as she crawls along behind the tiny bird and watches it hop along. 1 Thumbelina2 The Mouse, The Bird, and the Sausage3 The Gardener and the Manor4 Frog King
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Post by Overlord on Jun 19, 2011 22:36:05 GMT -5
"What a macabre little trinket," Overlord comments. Does he mean the bird or the Junkion? Both? Uncertain. He lands against a bulkhead, his hand on his hip, looking rather casual.
Overlord definitely does take a better look at Screwdriver, who is not just rust-coloured, but who appears to really be made of... junk. How to break that which was fractured from inception? Certainly, her words do not reflect one who is all there. He must investigate further.
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Post by Screwdriver on Jun 20, 2011 9:52:01 GMT -5
Breaking Junkions is never the hard part. Screwdriver tilts her head back and looks up and up and up, red optics opened wide, lips pushed forward in a small 'o'. She studies Overlord for a moment, then mutters, more to herself than anyone else, "For it was thought that the old ruined church was haunted, and that fearsome things were to be seen there at night." 1For all that, however, she doesn't seem particularly bothered by the "fearsom thing" before her, and she reaches forward and scoops up her little bird in the palm of her doll-like hands, then, still kneeling on the ground, lifts it up as if presenting it to Overlord for closer inspection. She proclaims, "Gracious Sir! We shall not fail to bring you the Fire Bird alive!" 2 Then she hesitates and frowns, lowering the bird to her own eye level, and peers at it, explaining sadly. "But the bird was silent. There was no one to wind it up, and so it could not sing. And all was silent, so terribly silent!" 31 The Sprightly Tailor2 The Firebird3 The Nightingale
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Post by Overlord on Jun 21, 2011 22:42:38 GMT -5
Haunted? Perhaps that's apt. Overlord says lowly, almost amused, "A church? Oh, you should certainly pray..."
He pushes away from the wall and ambles closer to her, looking her over, taking in every piece of refuse welded and lashed and riveted together, all working and alive, when she should be nothing more than scrap. Yes, she's much more interesting than that bird.
Her words indicate that she doesn't understand reality. He doesn't know the tales she references, but they have the feel of tales, old and musty, rattling like bones in a reliquary, and some come tumbling out, throwing the bones to see the future.
Overlord asks the obvious question, "How is it that you live?"
Then he can divine how to make her die, and all will be well with his world for a brief moment.
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Post by Screwdriver on Jun 22, 2011 19:16:45 GMT -5
Screwdriver lowers the bird, since Overlord doesn't appear to be paying much attention to it, and looks at it herself. She switches to holding it in the palm of just one hand, and with the other she prods at its head. "Hardly did he give her enough to eat (to live on), and that was human flesh," she observes. Flesh. Scrap metal. For Transformers, don't they amount to something similar? And she needs quite a bit. With her free hand, she opens a panel in her other arm and slips out a small, jagged piece of metal, which she use presses against the neck of the little bird. If it won't sing, she needs to investigate why.1 The Cobbler and his Three Daughters
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Post by Overlord on Jun 23, 2011 23:14:34 GMT -5
"A fine young cannibal," Overlord states, lips pulled into a thin line.
Them he reaches for her, to pick her up and delicately cradle her in his hands, if he can, much as she's cradling the bird.
Then Overlord tries to close his fingers down on her neck and tear it open. That's usually enough for catastrophic system failure on a normal Transformer. He doesn't think it'll do for her. He hopes it won't, because then this game'll be over before it starts.
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Post by Screwdriver on Jun 24, 2011 17:24:24 GMT -5
Screwdriver does not resist being picked up and cradled. In fact, she seems rather calm about it all, comfortable, even, in the larger robot's arms. But then he rips out her throat. Though she shows no indication of actual pain, she does appear quite cross. The fact that she doesn't seem any more than 'quite cross', however, is odd in and off itself. She throws the bird against Overlord's head and starts to kick, squirm, and struggle, declaring angrily as she attempts to get free, "You cruel girl, when will you ever give your love to anyone? Are all my love and beseeching worth nothing to you, that you should abuse me so contemptably?" 1 Her voice sounds stranger than usual, more electronic, as it is buzzed through alternate systems. 1 Pride Punished
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Post by Overlord on Jun 25, 2011 18:55:34 GMT -5
"You have no sense of pain at all," Overlord states. It is not a question. He feels pain. He is not fond of pain, himself - pain is for other people, to be inflicted in ever more inventive ways - but he largely manages to ignore it.
Now, Overlord's from the Jareth school of love Just fear me, love me, do as I say - it is a method of control, and while it isn't as an interesting means of control as pain, it's a valid one and useable at times. The prisoners loved him when he gave them Fortress Maximus as their plaything. Stalker loved Overlord for letting him fulfill his function as torturer.
Screwdriver talking about love at all in his presence is yet more indication that she's completely deranged and has no basis in reality, but he already surmised as much.
Overlord inquires sharply, "How old are you?"
He might not get a straight answer, but those with no sense of pain tend to die young. They push past limits they don't even know they have, and they die. However, she's built with a lot of redundant systems, he's seeing. Perhaps she's just one big redundant system in totality. Overlord opens up his hands, watching her intently. If she wishes to go free, she may.
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Post by Screwdriver on Jun 26, 2011 14:25:27 GMT -5
"I am an ailing old man made young again!" 1 Screwdriver cries out as she continues to flail. Though she was probably never an "old man," there's really no telling how much other truth there is in her statement. Just what are Junkions? Is she put together from the broken pieces of someone saner? But no matter what, she is certainly older than she looks and acts. She flails her way right out of Overlord's arms and hits the ground heavily, her right leg easily breaking off where it's attached to the body. She gives the offending leg a dirty look, and immediately grabs it and re-attaches it. 1 Paraphrase from The Old Man Made Young Again. This is a freaking creepy story. You have been warned.
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Post by Overlord on Jun 27, 2011 19:22:44 GMT -5
Overlord does decide that she's older than she looks in truth, which makes why she's alive all the more puzzling until he sees her pull herself back together. He reasons aloud, "You're not just redundant system on redundant system. You're modular, and you're a... medic." That's an abuse of the word 'medic', he's sure, but if language wasn't made to be abused, it shouldn't alight upon his tongue.
He attempts to pluck off one of her arms and offers, "Let's play a game. I hide your arm. You try to find the arm without running across me. If I find you before you find your arm, I'll take something else - maybe a shin, hmm? Every time I see you. Until there's nothing left of you but scattered pieces, little motorcycle. Doesn't that sound delightful?"
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Post by Screwdriver on Jun 30, 2011 20:29:17 GMT -5
Screwdriver's arm comes off easily. She instinctively grabs for it as it's pulled away, though she's too slow. At Overlord's little game, she pouts. She knows enough tales to know that one must use very careful wording when dealing with a devil. "Sir, do not think to deceive me with your fine words and false speeches! 1 When once you have got possession of some rare and precious treasure, prize it well and keep a firm hold upon it." 2 As she speaks, she angrily throws some Pop Rocks at Overlord with her remaining hand. They do about what you would expect Pop Rocks made by Screwdriver would do, though they have a bit of a delayed effect. Screwdriver can see the loophole in Overlord's game. Overlord never said he couldn't hide the part on himself, and that would make it impossible for her to find it without running across him! Of course, the thought also occurs to Screwdriver that she doesn't really need her arm back. It's easy enough to make another - after all, they have a whole spare parts room full of bodies! Naturally, this would mean that she would never find her original arm, giving Overlord free reign to pluck off body parts every time he sees her, which she would then have to replace. Eventually, this would result in enough spare Screwdriver parts scattered around Ship to make several extra Screwdrivers. Either way, it's the ease with which Screwdriver can replace her lost parts that makes her more annoyed than frightened with the larger robot's proposal. 1 The Facetious Nights of Straporala: Night the Third: Second Fable: Livoretto2 The Facetious Nights of Straporala: Night the Second: First Fable: The Pig King
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Post by Overlord on Jul 1, 2011 21:40:41 GMT -5
Overlord is assaulted by Screwdriver with... candy. He dips a finger down into one of the Rocks and licks it with a dull sense of curiosity.
Then it explodes in his mouth. He belches up smoke and eyes Screwdriver with narrowed optics. Overlord switches over to short-range radio and says sibilantly, //Spicy, but do you like a taste of your own medicine?//
Because he can make Pop Rocks if he can imagine them. Overlord does just that, in a rich midnight blue. He tosses his copies back and forth in his hands for a few seconds and then wings them at her, hard, like a dirty pitcher.
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Post by Screwdriver on Jul 4, 2011 15:50:13 GMT -5
Screwdriver lifts her good arm and twists, but several of the pop rocks hit her, anyway. She quickly brushes her hand and arm against the nearest bulkhead, and the tacky things stick to it instead of her. Still, some remain, and when they go off, she sports several new holes in her paper-thin armor, and there is a large hole in the wall that exposes some of the cable runs and other circuitry within. And still, the little thing is annoyed. Not pained, not frightened. She pouts, and tilts her head to first the left, then the right, narrowing her optics. "Able to pick up pictures from newspapers and comic books, even in full color," 1 she murmurs. She very, very much wants to try to take Overlord apart to figure out how he did that. She does not comprehend the impossibility of what she is contemplating. She just knows that there is a mystery before her, and she wishes to take it apart to see how it works. But even she can see that doing so with only one arm would be difficult. She rips open a panel on her upper thigh and reaches in, pulling out redundant parts from there, then grabbing a few more from the open area of the bulkhead, in moments constructing a simplified, skeletal, but operational arm, one that has simple pinchers instead of a full hand. As she works, she sings, "What do you get, when you open the top, and look inside, and smack your lips, and turn it over, and spill it out?" 11 Old Silly Putty commercial.1 Crackerjack jingle.
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Post by Overlord on Jul 8, 2011 21:15:05 GMT -5
A sadist would stop when it became manifest that Screwdriver does not feel pain. Overlord's a sadist, but he's more than that. It's about the pain, but it's never just about the pain: it's about control. When pain fails, there are other ways.
Overlord chuckles and asks, "You want to take me apart?"
Maybe he ought to go incognito more often. Overlord is getting the most ridiculous reactions from people here, when they think him nothing more than a headshrinker. However, Overlord doesn't think Screwdriver would be afraid, even if she knew what he really was, because Overlord's not sure if she is even capable of feeling true fear.
"Mmm, sorry. Not today. I'm something special, you see. Perhaps if you did a few things for me..."
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Post by Screwdriver on Jul 9, 2011 18:00:55 GMT -5
Screwdriver opens her optics quite wide. She continues to work on her replacement arm a moment longer, then clasps her hands (though one can only barely be called such) in front of her and looks up at Overlord. Tasks for trade is time honored tradition in the world her mind inhabits. She peers up, then steps forward and declares eagerly, "I wish to do something for thee! Tell me what thou dost wish!" 1 Three tasks? Seven? Twelve tasks? All would be fitting numbers, and she would eagerly accomplish them for a chance to see how the rather interesting toy in front of her was made. 1 The Language of the Birds
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