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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Apr 23, 2011 23:42:31 GMT -5
Month 3, Week 1, Day 4. Ship, rec-room. Open.
Bonecrusher has become rather familiar with Ship's video game systems throughout his stay. During the times when his control device was kept constantly active, violent games were one of his only outlets for frustration and aggression that didn't result in agonizing pain.
However, what he is playing now is not a violent video game. It is not a violent video game at all. He's not even sure why they have a copy of it on Ship. He's even less sure why he kept playing it after discovering that he couldn't manipulate it into abusing small, furry animals. But whether-or-not he understands why he's doing it doesn't change the fact that Bonecrusher is playing a cute pet game. And... kind of enjoying himself doing it. There's just something strangely endearing about those bulgy-eyed, smoosh-faced little quadrupeds.
Glancing over his shoulder to double-check that he's still alone, Bonecrusher awkwardly manipulates the controller to scratch one of his growing collection of digital Persian cats on the head and makes it purr. An echoing rumble starts up deep in his chest.
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Post by Barricade on Apr 24, 2011 17:24:15 GMT -5
// 'Cade cade! Now! // Frenzy cackles, flinging himself onto his partner. // He's doin' it now! //
Oh, this is just too rich. And Barricade cannot let this opportunity slip between his claws. He rolls up from his bunk and slips out the door, heading for the rec-room at a brisk trot. He slows and shifts into a quiet stalk as they approach the doorway, though, Frenzy clinging to his shoulder chittering silently with abject glee.
Target acquired.
With the silence of long practice, Barricade creeps up behind the seating arrangement, sneaking up on the oblivious Buffalo. Bonecrusher almost resonates with the horribly disgusting digital fleshbag on the screen; Barricade nearly blows his cover as soon as he makes out the noise. he didn't know 'Crusher could even purr like that.
Kinda creepy, actually.
"Hey 'Crusher!" he almost chirps with such sincere cheerfulness as he flings himself against the back of the sofa thing, leaning over to peer at Bonecrusher's face. "Whatcha doin?"
Caught you, schmoopy.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Apr 24, 2011 19:53:25 GMT -5
Bonecrusher's purring rumble cuts off abruptly and for a split second his expression is one of pure horror. Then he explodes into motion, smashing desperately at the controller in an attempt to remove the evidence of his shame from the screen. Failing miserably, he finally just surges out of his seat and smashes the controller into the screen, reducing it to a sparking, shattered, but no longer kitten-covered, mess.
Someone is probably going to be pissed about that later, but Bonecrusher can't bring himself to care at the moment.
Removing his hand from the broken screen, he spins to face Barricade and shouts a belated, "NOTHING!"
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Post by Barricade on Apr 24, 2011 20:14:50 GMT -5
Oh Bonecrusher, you poor, poor mech. If you'd just calmly looked up and said that you were playing with your kittens? You'd have wrecked all of Barricade's fun, and he'd have shuffled off, thwarted.
But, no, you played right into his beady little claws. This... will not go well.
"Oh man!" Barricade exclaims with all the (false) concern of a best pal as he straightens upright and places a taloned hand over his spark with concern. "We didn't mean to frighten you, 'Crusher, old buddy! Hey Frenzy? See if you can fix that, will ya?"
"You bet, 'Cadecade!" Frenzy cackles as he scampers down Barricade's frame like a little monkey. Twin data spikes deploy and are slammed into the nearest control console, and, after a few moments of unholy communion and electronic squeals, the game pops up onto the nearest monitor screen.
And then the next one. And the next. And then a few more, each of them neatly annotated with "Bonecrusher's Saved Game" scrolling along the bottom.
In fact, in short order, every "available" monitor screen on the whole of "Ship" is displaying a cadre of perky little persian kittens.
"There ya go! All fixed!" Barricade's smile looks more like a shark's gaping jaws just before it closes for the kill.
ooc: mod permission for Ship's system hacking by Frenzy given. Anyone out there should feel free to chime in with their monitor having been hijacked by Bonecrusher's kitten game. Not every monitor was hacked, though, so if certain 'Cons have no desire to participate, then their equipment wasn't touched.[/i
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Apr 24, 2011 21:06:18 GMT -5
Bonecrusher clenches his fists. "What are you- What?!"
He watches with dawning horror as his dirty - but adorable - secret appears on one monitor, and then another, and another. Realization hits him like an Optimus Prime, and with a murderous roar he rushes at Frenzy and tries to smash the little glitch with his fist. A fruitless endeavor, no doubt, given that Frenzy is a slippery little pile of blades, but maybe it'll get him to stop before this spreads too far.
Sorry Bonecrusher, it is far too late for that.
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Post by Barricade on Apr 24, 2011 21:39:27 GMT -5
Frenzy is faaaar too quick - not to mention expecting the outrage - to allow Bonecrusher to catch him. He's already withdrawing his datataps and scampering back to Barricade before Bonecrusher gets more than a couple of steps in his direction.
A rational mech would probably toss his partner into his passenger compartment and burn rubber before Bonecrusher can think to deploy anything truly offensive - well, besides his personality - but Barricade... would miss out on the gloating. He joins Frenzy in a mad little cackle-snicker as he dodges to keep the sofa seat between himself and the enraged Buffalo.
"That's okay, 'Crusher, old pal! You don't have to thank us! Just like to be helpful, that's all," he crows cheerfully as he secures Frenzy against his chest and dodges.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Apr 25, 2011 16:51:47 GMT -5
"Barricade!" Bonecrusher howls, both out loud and over the comm. "I'm going to kill you!"
Barreling towards the offending duo, he tosses the sofa at them.
He should have know it was too good to be true. The moment he felt mildly content for once he should have known he's soon be descending back into blinding rage. This is exactly why he hates everything! Except maybe squoosh-faced kitties. To steal another's catchphrase... Why universe hate Bonecrusher?!
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Post by Starscream (Movie) on Apr 25, 2011 20:26:02 GMT -5
Suddenly, the doorway is full of Starscream. As he takes in the situation (no-one has lost any limbs yet) he considers blowing up the flying sofa to express his displeasure. Missiles are so expensive, though. Barricade will probably dodge it anyway.
"Do I have to ask what happened?" he says, voice deadly.
He hopes there's a reasonable explanation, and that Barricade, an officer, didn't just decide to antagonize Bonecrusher and hack into Ship's mainframe for giggles.
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Post by Barricade on Apr 25, 2011 20:43:15 GMT -5
Well, actually, technically it was Frenzy who hacked into Ship's mainframe, not Barricade, and Frenzy isn't an officer.
Okay, so, yeah, Barricade totally decided to "antagonize Bonecrusher and hack into Ship's mainframe for giggles."
There is a sofa flying at them at a very high rate of speed. Hm. Better dodge that. Of course, he could deploy the flail and just cut it in half and let the pieces fall to either side, but that would 1) cut the sofa in half, and that's just a waste of a good sofa, and 2) still leave them with a Bonecrusher inbound at a high rate of rage. Even if it would look cool.
Sparks kick up from Barricade's toes as he skids back against one wall and uses it to ricochet off, leaping over the tumbling sofa as he dodges out of Bonecrusher's reach.
"'Crusher wrecked his screen. We were trying to save his game for him," he manages, all but ooooozing innocence as he dashes under one flailing arm to seek a more tactically stable position behind the Buffalo.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Apr 26, 2011 10:09:56 GMT -5
"I'm gonna kill 'em!" Bonecrusher shouts. No, that doesn't actually answer Starscream's question. No, he doesn't particularly care.
Stupid, slagging, slippery spawn of a glitch! He spins, trying to follow Barricade, and as he does, the minesweeping arm on his back drops down and partly unfolds. If he can't catch him, maybe he can at least close-line the processor-rotted slag heap. And then catch him when he's down.
And tear his legs off so he can't run anymore.
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Post by Dark Skyfire on Apr 26, 2011 13:58:04 GMT -5
SUDDENLY, DORKFIRE.
That is to say, if Starscream can fill a doorway, Skyfire's here to show how to fill an entire room.
"No," he says, only catching Bonecrusher's threat because it echoed down the corridor as he was bolting up here, "No one is killing anyone today, I'm afraid."
Skyfire's imposingly larger than you are, Crusher. Perhaps that didn't come across on the radio, but Skyfire can fold you up and carry you in his back pocket.
Urm, if he had pockets.
And that would probably make Bonecrusher, literally, a pain in the aft.
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Post by Starscream (Movie) on Apr 27, 2011 13:58:57 GMT -5
Starscream is fluent in Barricadese, a.k.a. Lying Liar Who Lies. "I see," he says, watching dispassionately.
"Don't kill anyone, Bonecrusher. Much like yourself, the benefits of having Barricade and Frenzy around outweigh the drawbacks. If you tear any limbs off, make it a clean break. We don't want to overtax the science team, after all." At no point does Starscream tell Bonecrusher he can't beat on the Saleen to his spark's content. You mess with the Buffalo, you get the horns.
"I'm done here," he states flatly, turning to Skyfire. "Stay in the door to keep Barricade from leaving and put a stop to it if it looks like anyone is about to die," he orders as he turns to go. He'd just order Skyfire to lock the door, but Frenzy could hack it easily. Frenzy could hack Skyfire's motor systems, for that matter. The scientist, being The New Guy, might not know that. In which case this may turn out to be an important learning experience for him.
OOC: Out of thread unless stopped, but will catch any parting remarks.
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Post by Duskwing on Apr 27, 2011 15:04:40 GMT -5
About the time Starscream is leaving, someone else shows up--namely, Duskwing. He's scowling furiously and stomping down the corridor with loud, clanging steps.
"Hey, youse in the purple jet frame! Outta da way, you're a lousy door!" the dark blue and purple Seeker snarls at Dark Skyfire's back. If Dark Sky hasn't met Duskwing yet, let it be noted that Duskwing has F-15 wings, not unlike a certain G1 Air Commander.
"Uh, 'scuse me, sir," Duskwing adds at the sight of the current Starscream, whom he hastily salutes.
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Post by Barricade on Apr 28, 2011 11:25:51 GMT -5
Barricade fails to be clothes-lined, but it's a near thing; he has to throw away some of his speed as he drops down to slide under the flailing mine-sweeper arm with a shower of sparks spraying from his skidding aft.
"Hey!" he yells, affronted. "Not my fault the fragger freaked out just because I said 'hi'!" Poor victimized Barricade. Starscream is such a slagging glitch.
But Starscream ordered that Dorkfire guard the door to keep Barricade from escaping. He didn't say anything about Frenzy escaping. // Go, // he demands as he scrambles back to his feet and launches away from Bonecrusher.
// NOWAY! Not leaving 'Cade! // Frenzy's claws in Barricade's grille tighten, and the little hacker hisses out a string of curses that would make even Barricade blush, if he weren't dodging for his life.
Ordinarily, Barricade would be warmed by his partner's loyalty, but the bare fact is, the infiltrator had been planning on losing Bonecrusher in the corridors in a scorched-rubber drag-race. A strategic withdrawal that Starscream has now cut off, and Barricade can't go mecho y mecho with Bonecrusher and protect Frenzy at the same time. Not without getting one of them infected with a serious case of deactivation.
He pries Frenzy's hands free from his chest with a growl, using the wall he's landing against to brace himself as he flings the ginsu-terror, skimming him across the floor like a bowling ball aimed right at the gap between Dorkfire's feet. // I said GO, you little glitch! //
He ignores Frenzy's squall of protest as he shifts his attention up to plot out his next--
That's Bonecrusher's fist. Slag, this is gonna hurt.
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Post by Bonecrusher/Bane Crusher on Apr 28, 2011 17:21:09 GMT -5
Skyfire may be imposingly large in size, but he doesn't have the presence to make Bonecrusher lay down and roll over. Megatron back home had it. Scourge might have it. Skyfire? Thinks kittens are cute and that needlepoint can make you feel better.
Bonecrusher actually resists telling Starscream off for ordering around. His lesson of being stabbed through the chest was recent enough that he's still willing to give the jet some grudging respect. Plus, he isn't stopping Bonecrusher from pounding Barricade's smug little face in. That gains him some points. Some.
He growls slightly as Barricade tosses Frenzy to safety - someday he is going to squash that little bug - but as long as he can beat on one of them, he won't be too disappointed. And beat on Barricade he will! Charging forward, he swings his fists forward to pummel whatever they can hit.
OOC: So! This thread doesn't look like it's going to wrap up by tomorrow morning, and Bonecrusher isn't particularly skippable given that he's attacking Barricade, so... you guys okay waiting until I get back?
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