Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Dec 11, 2012 18:59:34 GMT -5
Duskwing looks at Tarantulas suspiciously. "You sayin' I'm stupid or somethin'? 'Cause--"
Blink. Tarantulas might notice that the blank stare and delay is missing--Duskwing promptly seizes on the next point and runs in the wrong direction with it. "Wha--? Youse sayin' my buddy Mistwind killed me? You dirty rotten liar! Whaddaya tryin' to pull, squishy-spider?"
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Tarantulas
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Post by Tarantulas on Dec 17, 2012 14:51:52 GMT -5
Terrence glares at Duskwing for a moment before responding. "I'm not an Expositionicon, Duskwing. I built you a new body from the Seeker parts we had on hand and installed you into it. If you want someone to explain to you, in excruciating detail, the events leading up to that, I suggest you ask Mistwind, because I have better uses for my time," he says, activating the controls to manuever his hover-platform out of the room.
OOC: Attempting to leave thread.
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Mistwind
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Post by Mistwind on Dec 17, 2012 19:41:49 GMT -5
“Ask me what?” comes a voice from the doorway. Mistwind is standing there, black opaque bodybag slung over his shoulder. He frowns at the humanized Tarantulas while trying to suppress an outright glare. Ugh, Humans in the Decepticon ship. Filthy- No, wait, bad thoughts. Bad!
He steps inside the room, looks around for whom Tarantulas was talking to and promptly halts on the spot. The little mech’s mouth falls open as he tilts his head upwards to stare at the seeker being live in the room. And not just any seeker… Mistwind stares in utter amazement, “D-Duskwing!! You’re functional?!”
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Duskwing
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Post by Duskwing on Dec 20, 2012 9:30:32 GMT -5
Since Tarantulas won't answer his questions--and the surly manner convinces Duskwing that the squishy really is the mad scientist spider in some other disguise--Duskwing ignores him as he leaves.
Then Mistwind arrives. Duskwing goggles at the small robot for a few seconds.
"Slag! What is goin' on here? I boot up in a rebuild shell an' the spider-squishy tells me I got slagged. Won't gimme details, 'cept some stupid stuff about being a squishy. Tried to convince me you turned on me and did the job. Fragger! Now, you wanna tell me how I got slagged and whodunnit?"
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Mistwind
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Post by Mistwind on Dec 23, 2012 20:03:59 GMT -5
"But this one did do it, Mister Duskwing Sir!" Mistwind answers with sheer joy and pride; the purple seeker is functional! "Supreme Commander Starscream ordered me to terminate your human prison, thus making you one of the first Decepticons to be rescued and restored after having been captured when we were attacked [x] days ago. Tarantulas is most likely telling you the truth!"
He suddenly frowns, "although, wait, what's that you said about me having turned on you, Sir? That's not true at all... did he say that?"
---- (Tarantulas wasn't interrupted and has been confirmed to have left the thread) [x] is of course the amount of days since this entire thing started, which is a few months.
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Duskwing
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Post by Duskwing on Jan 4, 2013 17:53:46 GMT -5
Duskwing's optics narrow; he looks at Mistwind suspiciously. "He said you slagged me, which is how I got rebooted here. Whaddaya mean, you terminated my human prison? Humans had me prisoner? Have I been offline all dis time?"
Duskwing gets up from the table and stands at his full height. "And Tarantulas is a human Pretenda now? Somethin' is really slagged up around here! So you 'splain it. Now."
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Mistwind
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Post by Mistwind on Jan 5, 2013 21:36:47 GMT -5
"Acknowledged, Mister Duskwing Sir. You have this unit's full co-operation, Sir. Things -are- really slagged up and you have been offline... ish.... for the most of it. Ah... please stand by for briefing, Sir." And with that, Mistwind finally lays down his cargo on a nearby table before turning to the seeker once more. He stands straight, puts his hands behind his back, places his feet next to each other and lets neutrality overtake him; Duskwing doesn't look so happy and while Mistwind isn't sure -why-, he's sure that he doesn't want to invoke wrath.
"We were attacked by the planet itself; most of us with the exception of 6 got captured and had their identities fused with humans. You were fused with/changed into a human [y] days ago. Proof: Tarantulas is not in a pretender shell, what you saw was the human body he got fused into. When he told you that this one killed you he referred to this unit terminating the human shell that contained your identity along with that of a human. This means that this unit did not terminate -you- but an unauthorized replica meant to hold you captive. The replica made you unable to be restored through a reboot, and thus kept our numbers down. By terminating it we effectively rescued you from a human body, regained a fighter and took a step forward into resolving this situation. And that is the short explanation to all of it, Mister Duskwing Sir. This one fears that the situation cannot be less confusing so, uhm... please take all the time you need to process this, and, and, you can verify it with someone else if you want, Sir!"
The last bit sounds a bit anxious; did he take too long?
Y of course is the total amount of days that Duskwing was a human.
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Duskwing
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Post by Duskwing on Jan 11, 2013 13:58:46 GMT -5
"Uh." Duskwing considers this for a while. Given that he's been told the same thing about three times, it finally starts to register. "Okay. So youse freed me from some kinda containment prison wit' a squishy shell. And dat let dem fix me--hey, what about Tarantulas? I done some work for him before... maybe we ought to liberate him, too?" Duskwing starts to look around, and his guns whine with the sound of charging energy.
"Wait a minute!" Though no one was going anywhere yet except Duskwing. "He said somethin' about not bein' able to be rebooted like me, so maybe we gotta wait to get Hook back to fix him. Do you know if dey're rescuing him yet?" Duskwing's face betrayed a bit of anxiety; Hook was the only one Duskwing really trusted to know what he was doing when it came to repairing him--or anyone else.
The kid sounded anxious--why was that? Oh, right. "'S'okay, kid. You done a good job. Is somebody gettin' a counterstrike ready? On account of the planet attackin' us, I mean."
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Mistwind
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Post by Mistwind on Jan 13, 2013 12:04:46 GMT -5
Mistwind freezes as Duskwing conveys his thoughts and charges his armguns. Eep! He’s about to protest the thought and action… but then Duskwing himself does just that. This leaves the small mech kinda staring silently while he gets some more questions tossed his way. …Along with a reassuring compliment?
Mistwind blinks. Not sure of what to say, he bows submissively instead, “This one’s happy to have been of service, Mister Duskwing Sir. And no, it has not been informed of any counterstrike plans, Sir.” He turns back to his cargo and proceeds to take it up to a temperature-controlled storage drawer. Pointedly, he notes with a casual shrug, “But for that matter; neither did anyone inform this unit of your reboot ability before the Supreme Commander ordered it to execute your prison, Sir.” Aquamarine optics shift their focus on the seeker for just a moment, and there is a glimmer of something fierce, “This one doesn’t accuse the withholding of such sensitive information to one you call combat partner, but it is aware that not knowing caused you to endure disgrace and loss for longer than might have been necessary. This one… regrets that, Mister Duskwing Sir. Perhaps you should leave it some clear instructions in case a situation like this happens again?”
The concealed body of Guido disappears in the cooling drawer. Mistwind will wash his own portion of blood and dirt off first; hopefully find a new lens too. The dead can wait for a little bit. Who knows, Duskwing might get bored here and wander off while the little one is cleaning/fixing himself, leaving Mistwind to suffer the presence of a dead human in peace.
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Duskwing
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Post by Duskwing on Jan 26, 2013 10:10:25 GMT -5
Duskwing is not yet comfortable in his new body, because it's a new body. As standardized as Seeker's are, they still have differences. One difference: the unfortunate non-functional Seeker* who donated his CPU to Duskwing's reboot did not have a timing glitch or a bad linguistic index. He's still about as dumb as Brawl, and just as impulsive and lacking in judgment, full of resentment for the 'ossifers' who sneer at him and treat him like the dumb grunt he is, but he's got enough processor speed now to check his actions before he commits to them. If he knows they are a bad idea. Maybe.
On the downside, he can now say stupid things using long words regularly.
"Huh. Well maybe we oughta remind someone of dat." He peers down at Mistwind. "Dey got you doin' grunt work still? Guess I better let you get on wit' it, 'cause I never met no officer that accepted 'Dis guy was talking to me' for turning in work late." Duskwing does like Mistwind, in his way; getting friends and favored sycophants into trouble isn't how you keep them your friends and sycophants. He knows that much.
It's not that he's bored, it's that he's preoccupied with 'Why hasn't anyone rescued Hook? I better nag someone in case they forgot about him'. The result is the same, though. Duskwing wanders off in search of the nearest high-ranking officer...
------------------------------- * Probably another Thundercracker. They always seem to show up dead. Except for that one left back on Gillanan III.
---------------------- OOC: I apologize for being so horribly late with this thread. The seasonal holidays and work and stuff have combined to seriously hinder all my RP posting. Ready to wrap this one up?
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Post by Mistwind on Jan 27, 2013 19:24:36 GMT -5
“I was built to do grunt work, Mister Duskwing Sir.” Is the quick and simple answer that Mistwind gives while he grabs a cleaning cloth and proceeds in the direction of the showers. He glances over his shoulder, “You’re fight-capable, Sir, so perhaps you should check in with Supreme Commander Starscream for duties? This one will do the cleaning up here.”
Duskwing already seems to be on his way out. Mistwind disappears into the shower area. When he returns a bit later he will drag out Guido’s corpse, strip it down, clean out the wounds and store it properly. All personal belongings go with the dead body in a separate container. When done he will take another shower before leaving the medbay.
OOC: It’s ok if you need more time due to being busy. Just try and make a short notice or something next time. Wrap is good.
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