Frenzy
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Emperor of Profaningshire
Fscking Bigjobs
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Post by Frenzy on Feb 28, 2014 17:31:22 GMT -5
Clatter-bang-rustle-scraaaape. Clatter.
A few moments later, a small (by most Transformers' standards) rolled-up tool case gets tossed in Crankcase's general direction. Frenzy leaps down after it, chittering in annoyance.
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Mistwind
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Licensed flight addict, deepsea diving fan, mech-pilot rookie - Accepts food and play for services.
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Post by Mistwind on May 9, 2014 18:39:59 GMT -5
It takes a while but then Mistwind looks away from the focus point that is Windsheer in the direction of where that weird, weird, weird question originated from. "..."
Mistwind observes Swindle for a bit, face betraying his curiosity. "Yes, Mister Swindle Sir, they do... that... in my universe. Sir." He admits. The way he says 'that' makes it sound like he has an aversion to it. "But I don't do.... that..."
He frowns, tapping his lower lip with one finger in thought, "wait... does anyone else here do... that... too?" No, that's rather hard to believe. Swindle took in different cultures because of his profession and travels. Mistwind's guessing that that's where he picked this up.
Someone prove him right here.
I skipped everyone.
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Post by Crankcase on May 16, 2014 18:16:52 GMT -5
The racket coming from the vents overhead draws Crankcase's attention away from the table; he tilts his head ever so slightly, earrings clinking against each other, and four optics slide up to check it. Just in time for the tool case to come flying down. He snaps out one arm to catch it, careful of scratching it up with his talons, and leaves his arm extended for Frenzy to land on. The noise he makes looking at the case is best described as an audio representation of a question mark.
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Flame
Rookie
Causam ago dementia
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Post by Flame on May 16, 2014 18:31:54 GMT -5
Briefly, Flame looks ready to bolt. Rook is treading on dangerous ground making that offer, speaking of such things so openly. But the things he offers…. Flame loses himself for a moment in the idea of escaping the relentless fear of crossing an ever-moving, invisible line and paying for that failure with his life. His cloudy blue gaze drifts, turning distant and unfocused as he tries to picture what his life would be like then.
It isn't until Rook breaks contact that Flame returns to reality. He blinks repeatedly, as though waking from a particularly deep debug cycle.
"You… you would do that for me?" he says, hardly louder than a whisper.
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Skywarp
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Tall, Dark, and Moody
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Post by Skywarp on May 16, 2014 19:57:54 GMT -5
Bonecrusher and Rampage both sound like names to avoid, so Wind Sheer nods dutifully when Mistwind tells him about them. He still thinks he'll stick like glue to Skywarp. Thankfully, Swindle distracts with his Terpsichorean antics. Wind Sheer takes the opportunity to sidle closer to Skywarp for the feeling of security that proximity to his one certain ally brings.
Skywarp doesn't notice the Minicon; his attention is reserved for other proper Decepticons.
"A fresh start can't hurt," he says with almost misplaced gravity. Of course, he's hoping for a fresh start of his own. One that won't involve strange dances, he thinks as he leans over to get a better look at Swindle past Duskwing's shoulder, one brow higher than the other. "…That's – no," he sputters, "no, I've never seen that before."
OOC: Funnily enough, in the Japanese version, Wind Sheer's partner was named… Rampage!
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on May 21, 2014 15:22:35 GMT -5
"Yeah. One can always use dem. Like second chances. I got a healthy appreciation for dem," Duskwing replies. So tall, dark with shoulder-mounted engines isn't an obnoxious jerk. He must have gotten issued the wrong name by mistake.
Duskwing turns his head to take in Swindle's dance routine. "Nah, we call dat the Timewarp where I come from. 'Kaon City Shuffle' is somethin' completely different--it's a scam where the mark knows you're scamming him, but is wrong 'bout how he's gonna get it."
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Rook
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Post by Rook on May 25, 2014 20:07:40 GMT -5
Rook looks up at flame, optics aglow, as he takes a moment to consider how to answer the larger mech's question. There's so many options. In the end he decides to go with honesty. This one's been jerked around so much any more might be damaging. He leads with a little laugh as he pats Flame's giant fingers with his spindly little ones. "Oh, Flame. No, no. I'd do it for me. I get an upgrade, so I win. You lose Spinister dogging your footsteps, so you win. And the faction as whole gains a more capable intelligence chief and makes one of our resident mad scientists less mad, so everyone wins."
The little Predacon smiles beatifically up at the tankformer. It extends to his eyes and everything, looking like a completely genuine smile. He's settled some very prickly tariff disputes with this smile.
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Swindle
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This space for rent.
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Post by Swindle on May 25, 2014 20:14:59 GMT -5
Swindle looks around the room, aghast, before opening his chest compartment and plunging his arm in nearly up to the shoulder as he rummages around, finally pulling out a datadisc and holding it aloft betwixt thumb and forefinger. "This is awful, everyone should know the Kaon Shuffle! What do you people DO at parties?" he asks as he strides over to Vortex's impromptu DJ booth. "We need some dance music, maestro!" the salesbot proclaims, slamming the disc down on the counter.
He shakes his head and grins as he turns to address Duskwing. "No, I know about the Kaon City Shuffle, I've run it a few times when I was out of stock and needed some quick funds. The Kaon Shuffle is different."
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Frenzy
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Emperor of Profaningshire
Fscking Bigjobs
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Post by Frenzy on May 28, 2014 22:45:57 GMT -5
Frenzy perches on Crankcase's wrist for a moment, perhaps incongruously reminding someone of a trained hawk. Then he snatches at the case, and, if Crankcase lets him have it, clambers up to peer at his face. He chitters in annoyance, a mixture of sound and words only meaningful for conveying tone-of-voice.
"You're filthy," he finally says. "Gonna fix. Dumb bigjob."
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Mistwind
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Licensed flight addict, deepsea diving fan, mech-pilot rookie - Accepts food and play for services.
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Post by Mistwind on May 29, 2014 10:34:32 GMT -5
Mistwind's face darkens just a bit as Swindle asks what they do at parties. The question makes him think of home; a place too far away and beyond unreachable. He’d make a joke about how awesome his pool parties are but it’s a risky one and way too morbid for the mood here. So instead he takes a big sip of fuel to wash the bitter feeling of loneliness away and forces himself to be bright and happy.
And to think about the merchant that is telling Vortex to put on some music because everyone should know the Kaon Shuffle. Riiiiiiight. With a hand rubbing the back of his neck, Mistwind takes a couple of steps backwards. Hopefully it’s clear that he means to back out of this quietly and no-one is going to call attention to it.
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Post by Crankcase on Jun 16, 2014 18:50:46 GMT -5
Frenzy will find that it's very easy to get his toolkit back, as Crankcase has only enough of a hold on it to avoid dropping it. In turn, Crankcase finds Frenzy's evaluation… somewhat baffling. Yes, he's not exactly clean, but he keeps his vital areas clear of obstruction, and the grime collected on his shinier surfaces actually helps. If only all of him was that same matte black as his vehicle body. Can he even get a repaint job like that?
//LESS SHINY. LESS NOTICE.// is about as elaborately as he can phrase his thoughts on the matter.
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Post by Vortex/Valerie Wei-Li-Zhao on Jun 17, 2014 3:06:28 GMT -5
Vortex has been playing remixes of Britney Spears music all through the party. He’s kind of been waiting to see if anyone notices. What? No, he totally doesn’t have a weirdly extensive collection of Britney Spears music. He’s also incredibly drunk by now having concentrated most of his socializing energy on drinking instead.
Swindle walking up to the table garners an expectant look but the merchant slams a disk onto the table instead. Man, he’s losing all the bets with himself today!
“We dance at parties?” he snorts, but he nabs the disk, fades out a Tik Tik Boom remix, and slides it into a slot.
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Flame
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Causam ago dementia
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Post by Flame on Aug 3, 2014 4:39:06 GMT -5
Briefly, Flame's expression turns dark and he withdraws his hand from under Rook's.
"I'm not mad," he says primly, quietly, in the way of one who can't see himself. That word was bandied about quite a lot at his trial and he has ultimately come to the conclusion that it simply isn't true. "But – I will do my best to assist you however I can," he adds in a much more humble tone, mood flickering again like candlelight in a breeze. He casts a furtive, worried glance around the room as if to confirm that Spinister isn't waiting somewhere in the wings.
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Skywarp
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Tall, Dark, and Moody
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Post by Skywarp on Aug 3, 2014 11:02:20 GMT -5
Skywarp – and Wind Sheer, too, actually – looks absolutely poleaxed at the spectacle of Swindle burying an arm in his own chest and pulling out an item. That is something that simply should not happen, and Skywarp turns to Duskwing in confusion.
"Does–" he starts to ask, then stops, then he actually points at Swindle. "Does he always do that? Just – reach in there like he's fetching something off the table, no never mind?" It's the casual air about the act that flummoxes him more than anything else. He's seen soldiers sprout cannons from their frames by jamming a Minicon into a Powerlink; the body horror is nothing new.
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Aug 4, 2014 18:45:55 GMT -5
"Huh?" Duskwing gives Skywarp a quizzical look for a moment. "Oh, dat. Yeah, Swindle has a subspace portal in his chest to his warehouse. Real handy when he's gotta stash the goods quick, an' it means he can keep his best stuff somewheres dat guys like me can't heist it, see?"
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