Knock Out
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Post by Knock Out on Oct 16, 2011 9:00:33 GMT -5
"It'll be a good day when I get out of here! Ohhh, or a good night. Scaring the living daylights out of a human by tailing and suddenly flashing them with my headlights never gets old. Neither does the sound their cars make when I ram them off the road and the steel wraps around and cuts their flesh and mangles their bones. It's worth the scratches, really." Knock Out says all of this far too casually to make anyone comfortable. The little shiver that briefly jolts down his body probably doesn't help.
My, miss Teal and White certainly takes her time, doesn't she? He quirks an eyebrow, clawtips tapping away at the terminal. When he's about to just outright say something she approaches, making him erupt in a pleased, big smile. But that smile drops when she tells him the kitty's name. Well, at least for a second, because that's how long it takes for him to snap out of it and let out a single laugh before that smile is back and he acts like nothing happened. "Riiiight. Well, I need to use this, and it is a bit hard to do that when there's a paw drooping down and swinging in front of the screen."
"And let me say, whoever Leozack is, they have good taste."
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Clio
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Post by Clio on Oct 19, 2011 0:21:57 GMT -5
Clio isn't even going to acknowledge Knock Out's little display of sadism with a frown of disapproval. Best not to reward such behaviour with attention, it would probably encourage him.
"I am curious as to why you are female," Clio says to Skystrike. "Or rather, I am curious as to how Transformers from your universe are gendered at all, if you know the answer." After all, Skystrike isn't a scientist, so perhaps she's not aware of whatever programming or physical distinction that designates a Transformer as either a 'he' or a 'she'.
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Oct 22, 2011 17:46:31 GMT -5
“I do not know the answer to either of those,” Skystrike shakes her head slightly. “I was simply created this way. It has never been particularly notable until my arrival here.” The closest G1 cartoon had to a female Decepticon was Nightbird, after all.
Megatron liked her because she was a weapon. Starscream hated her because Megatron liked her and also because he was a contrary bastard. Gender didn’t really have much to do with either of those, on top of the fact that Nightbird was practically a drone as far as any of them knew.
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Lyzack
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Post by Lyzack on Oct 22, 2011 18:34:08 GMT -5
Lyzack does not see Ravage watching her. Lionessbreast does, and her optics narrow. Lyzack has no reaction at all to Knock Out's story about knocking human cars off the road and killing their drivers. Humans are lesser beings. Destrons... Decepticons may do with them as they wish, she supposes. Knock Out's rationale for why he wants the cat moved seems to be sound, and Lyzack finds she cannot argue with it. She holds her arms out expectantly, but Lionessbreast doesn't want to budge. Refusing to be shamed by her contrary companion, Lyzack forces the issue with a mental command.
Lionessbreast transforms and becomes an extra set of torso armour for Lyzack, slotting into a groove down the middle of her chest. The action feels strange to both of them. How often does Lyzack need the extra protection that her Breast Animal offers? It's not as if she's a warrior.
Her optics glow with something like hero-worship, and she clasps her hands together and says to Knock Out, her voice dreamy, "Leozack is the Destron subcommander in the reality that created this one and also the commander of the Breastforce, who combine to form Liokaiser the six-in-one warrior! He is a cunning soldier without peer under heaven. This one is honoured to have been built his sister."
Sister. That term raise any alarm bells, Clio?
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Knock Out
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Post by Knock Out on Oct 24, 2011 15:28:08 GMT -5
The odd name of the feline had already tipped him off that there was something special about these two. Especially once he let his optics dart down to her chest and noticed how there was room for something to fit on there, just like Soundwave. But he did not actually expect this to happen! He straightens his stance and watches, an optic ridge quirked all the way up, an all too amused smile swiftly appearing on his pearly white face. "Oh my! Now that is what I call a wonder bra! No flies will get through that little beauty!" Because human bras must be the same as car bras. Flies are already troublesome for vehicles, imagine how bad they must be for meat bags with big intakes! When she fires off the red doctor listens, and for once actually pays attention. When she finishes he flashes her a wide, evil grin, his optics flashing a brighter red for a split second. "Sounds dreamy. For a jet, anyways. Unless you're talking Leozack up something fierce, like that one Vehicon always does with Starscream. But without the creepy edge to it."
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Clio
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Post by Clio on Oct 26, 2011 0:26:21 GMT -5
"Mm, unfortunate," Clio says a little wistfully. "Thank you for your time anyway, Skystrike."
She looks over at Knock Out and Lyzack and purses her lips. On the one hand, Knock Out is a medical professional and is more likely to know such things, at least about Transformers from his own universe. On the other hand, she doesn't especially like him. However, she is a scientist, and she shall not let personal feelings get in the way of her pursuit of knowledge!
... But she will postpone that by pursuing another point of interest first. Who knows, Lyzack may be glad for the excuse to cease talking to Knock Out. Clio calls over, "Pardon me, Lyzack was it?"
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Fracture
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Post by Fracture on Oct 26, 2011 20:49:55 GMT -5
"Are you ready for some NASCAR?" Fracture leans in the doorway, grinning. Whatever the answer, she saunters into the room, her head turning back and forth as she looks around. She inclines her head to Skystrike, but her optics jump over most everyone else until-
Ah-ha! Channel-changer! Next to Ravage.
She sidles up to the hellcat and reaches for the controller. "Ravage-sir."
What? Soundwave was her superior officer for umpteen-something vorns. Ravage at least rates a sir.
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Oct 28, 2011 17:47:56 GMT -5
Well, that was the strangest bout of questioning regarding her gender to date. And she’d thought the incident with Sentinel Prime had been odd.
My, this room was getting quite crowded. Skystrike nods in return to Fracture, not entirely sure she wants to be ready for whatever NASCAR was. And to think, she had just been here to brood and drink a bit with Ravage around and now everybody starts filing in.
She arches her brow slightly at Lyzack bragging about her sibling and shakes her head. The seafoam green jet was beginning to remind her of her ‘baby-sitting’ days. Alllll the younger jets wanted to be like Commander Starscream! He was so cool and no one could beat him at flying ever! Accounts of tragic incidents involving attempts to mimic their peerless air commander’s more crazy stunts were rather firmly embeded in Skystrike’s memory banks.
… The berkut really needs to stop worrying about Lyzack so much. Sooner or later, she will get that jet in the sim room and they could iron out any problems in training then.
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Lyzack
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Post by Lyzack on Oct 28, 2011 19:48:38 GMT -5
Lyzack gives Knock Out a perplexed look about this whole 'bra' business. Yes, she has downloaded the language files for Terran languages, but knowing the words doesn't make any of it make sense. She decides to let it slide. Lyzack, however, does insist, not too forcefully, "Leozack's abilities are not overstated."
Lyzack is startled to be addressed by Clio, and she starts to say, "Yes?" voice trembling a little.
Then Fracture, Herald of NASCAR, arrives. NASCAR, like bras, is another thing that Lyzack does not understand. This universe is determined to confuse her. Fracture calls Ravage 'sir'. So Ravage is Fracture's superior, then? But Fracture seems so casual about it all!
And Skystrike is looking at her. Has she done something wrong?
Uncomfortable, she steps over to stand closer to Clio, somewhat dismayed by their height difference. Lyzack doesn't want to look down on Clio and make Clio think that Lyzack is trying to snub her, but Lyzack, while actually somewhat short compared to most people in the room, is still taller than the Minibot. So she suggests, "Perhaps chairs?"
Lyzack pulls one out for Clio at a nearby table. There, then they'll be sitting, Lyzack won't be looking down on Clio, and all will be well.
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Knock Out
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Post by Knock Out on Oct 29, 2011 21:08:33 GMT -5
"That's what they all say! Though I'm sure that he is different." Knock Out flashes her a sweetly innocent smile, but then it would seem that Clio has gotten her attention. Phooey! With a somewhat disappointed huff he turns back to his console, finally starting to work on selecting a potential destination, though he does smile when he hears Fracture come in. "Not my style, but manage to persuade Scourge to race you, and I will call dibs on front row seats!" Two attractive black vehicles getting dirty and noisy? Oh, he'd be so there.
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Post by Ravage (ROTF) on Oct 30, 2011 13:55:17 GMT -5
Ravage's tail flicks to one side as Fracture claims the remote. Her honorific garners her an appreciative rumble/purr, though he'd question the need for it.
Having determined that the other cat and her mistress do not currently intend to challenge his alpha status, the hellcat stands up, stretches his back (which also shows off his lovely spikey body very well for any cats who might be watching) and then flops back down so he can warm his other side. The place is getting a tad too noisy for him, but not noisy enough to chase him out. Yet.
Still skippable
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Clio
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Post by Clio on Nov 1, 2011 14:49:30 GMT -5
My, what a timid, submissive thing! A novelty among Decepticons, as far as Clio is concerned. After staring at Lyzack appraisingly for a moment, she takes up Lyzack's offer and settles into the chair, shooting Knock Out a glare as though to say 'this one's not for you'. "Thank you, Lyzack."
Waiting for Lyzack to take a seat before speaking, Clio finds her attention diverted from her original topic of interest. "I haven't seen you around before. You are a new arrival, yes? Which division?"
Surely not Eng/Med/Sci, as Clio is certain she would have known of her already if that was the case. She just has difficulty imagining this polite, young Decepticon as a rank-and-file soldier.
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Fracture
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Post by Fracture on Nov 1, 2011 17:22:41 GMT -5
"Why would I want to race the boss?" Fracture asks, giving Knock Out a weird look.
She clicks on one of the viewscreens, flipping channels until she finds a NASCAR race. She whoops as the cars race around the track, then pulls out a chair, turns it around, and practically throws herself in it. Her optics are bright, her faceplates twisting into a hungry expression.
"Come onnnn, wreck and burn!"
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Nov 1, 2011 17:43:40 GMT -5
Skystrike may or may not look like she’s about to eat Lyzack alive. The flat gargoylian stare can go either way.
Luckily, she’s distracted a moment later by Fracture’s choice in noisy entertainment. The seeker tilts her head slightly to one side as she watches the screen. The... cars didn’t really seem to be doing anything more interesting than going around in circles on a flat track?
She arches a slight brow before shaking her head and going back to nursing her drink in silence. Neither the noise nor crowd was going to budge her. It was almost nice, actually, just sitting amongst your comrades and listening to them chit chatting or yelling at the TV instead of each other for once.
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Lyzack
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Post by Lyzack on Nov 3, 2011 20:02:31 GMT -5
Lyzack is somewhat uncomfortable with Clio's stare, but she seats herself. She agrees with Clio, "You are correct. I am called Lyzack. My assignment is to the Air Division." Her swing-wings twitch, just a little.
So yes, she is indeed just a rank-and-file soldier. One who is probably not particularly delicious, Skystrike.
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