Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 1, 2008 16:29:05 GMT -5
"Ah, Shybertron, them wash the good ol' daysh....." Runamuck mused with a hiccup, tossing another empty cube into the growing pile beside him. "Back when me an' Runabout wash runnin' th' shtreetsh....before them red facesh ruined ev'rythin'....."
Muddied red optics glared in the general direction of where some Autobots may or may not be standing. After some rattling from the fight with Xaaron, battlefield repairs, and enough high grade to fuel five for a week, it's hard to tell. At least he remembered to subspace some oil for the hangover later...
Oh, hey, oil in subspace. Glug glug glug.....
"Well, no more! Ish time to *URRRP* take a shtand!" Runamuck leaps to his feet, falls over again, and transforms into car mode. "I'll run ya outta town!" Smoke belching from his exhaust, Runamuck peels out.....in entirely the wrong direction, scattering his empties and crashing through a wall before spinning to drive straight at some random bystander.
OOC: So who is Runamuck going to get in trouble for attacking? That's up to the next poster to decide.
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Botanica-3
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Post by Botanica-3 on Aug 2, 2008 0:22:06 GMT -5
Runamuck isn't likely to get in trouble for almost running down this individual, at least not in trouble with Rodimus Prime. This individual doesn't have the Prime's protection, nor does she want it. This may or may not be known to the Decepticons at large; as such, she has been slinking about the fringes of the group, waiting for the chance to slip in and sneak away a cube. Energon is still her primary fuel source after all, and she's hungry.
Botancia slips underground just in time, narrowly avoiding the hit, then back up again after the Decepticon passes. She hisses out an oath as she sends one of her dataspikes flying after Runamuck.
"Out of town? Careful, careful, tipsy 'Con, else you'll be run into the ground, instead."
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 2, 2008 7:47:43 GMT -5
"Wha--" Runamuck mutters, baffled, as some little green thing darts under him, and yet there's no bump as as runs it over. "Wazzat?"
He grunts as something jabs into his rear armor, squeezing his front brakes to fishtail around. "Hey, wash the big idea, you little......thing.....you?" As he attempts drunken trash-talk, his armor pops out, attempting to dislodge the spike.
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Counterpunch
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Post by Counterpunch on Aug 2, 2008 20:58:08 GMT -5
After finishing with the Autobase proper, Counterpunch had moved on to check out other areas of battledamage, and so he's within earshot of the encounter between Runamuck and Botanica.
Runamuck. Loud, brash, and Counterpunch has a feeling he and the Battlecharger will be butting heads eventually.
Maybe today.
The blue, Decepticon sigil emblazoned vehicle drives into the area from between two buildings and transforms into blue Decepticon. He looks at Runamuck, then looks at Botanica, then clenches his fists and shouts, "What the blazes is going on here?!" Then he points at Botanica. "And what the hell are you!?"
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Botanica-3
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Post by Botanica-3 on Aug 2, 2008 21:44:22 GMT -5
"What am I? What are you? Pawn, ally, enemy, Deception, Predacon, Vehicon, Autobot, Maximal, we choose but not always of our choosing...," Botanica's eyes dart back and forth between Counterpunch and Runamuck as she mutters. One drunken car-former she can handle; two perhaps, but this new one does not seem so far gone as his comrade.
She visibly collects herself, drawing up to her full height, and then some, so that she is not that much shorter than Counterpunch. "I was watching, merely watching, and the drunk one ran me down. Quick I was, and so am safe, but now he might not be so." She glances again at Runamuck; if he hasn't managed to dislodge that spike, he's probable starting to feel rather uncomfortable.
She tosses her head, and one of her left hands waves back toward the fire, though the person she's indicating may not still be there. "Maximal is what I am. From Jetstorm's line, but he'll know me not."
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 3, 2008 19:18:59 GMT -5
Runamuck stands up somewhat unsteadily, scratching at his back kibble. Whatever that thing that hit him was, it itched like crazy.
"Hey, I wuz jus' drivin' around, an' this Maxipad thingy jumped out at me," the Battlecharger slurred at the blue robot. Nobody he knows, and it's one of those rare blue Cons that isn't a Seeker. At least, Runamuck thinks the guy is blue; between bad lighting and lots of free booze, his optics aren't quite right. "Who're you sh'posed ta be, anywaysh? I didn't see you nowhere durin' the fight......"
As he talks, Runamuck scratches at his backside. He blinks as he comes across the data spike, plucking it out with a grunt. "That Maxi-thing bit me!" Dropping the spike, Runamuck fumbles for a gun, taking a lurching step in Botanica's direction.
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Counterpunch
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Post by Counterpunch on Aug 3, 2008 21:29:55 GMT -5
Pawn, ally, enemy, Deception, Predacon, Vehicon, Autobot, Maximal? In Counterpunch's case, quite a few of those apply all at once, not that he's apt to bring attention to this. He does narrow his optic band suspiciously at Botanica, but he tends to be suspicious about anyone, anyway, and as Counterpunch doesn't try to hide it.
After all, there could be an insult hidden in those words.
"Maximal, huh? Jetstorm's line? Well, what I want to know is, which Jetstorm?" Counterpunch's right hand balls into a fist once more, and he takes a step forward. "Because if it's ours, than I can't say I care much for the idea of you 'just watching' around here, anyway."
And then, Runamuck asks his question. "What are you insinuating?!" he growls angrily. "You think I didn't want to be here, busting 'Bots? But nooooooooo. 'Someone's got to stay back and guard the base!'"1 This last sentence is said in a mocking tone, though it's hard to tell who he's mocking. "So who do they choose? Counterpunch! Like I didn't need to blow off some steam or anything! But if you wanna accuse me of cowardice," he spits out that last word furiously, "we can discuss that after the... Maximal is dealt with!"
1 That actually is the official explanation for where anyone who wasn't here for the fight was. Misfire, Bluestreak-3, and a couple of others are in this boat.
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Botanica-3
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Post by Botanica-3 on Aug 4, 2008 14:36:28 GMT -5
Botanica laughs, a musical laugh that might be mistake for her alternate's unless one catches the manic edge to it, "Deal with me? Silly, silly Decepticons you are to threaten one who came from the other side, to do so without knowing who or what you intend to deal with."
She actually sidles closer to Counterpunch, seemingly ignoring Runamuck's fumbling with his weapon. She tries to move only just out of arms reach of Counterpunch, so that should Runamuck fire, there is no guarantee the Battlecharger won't hit them both, drunk as he seems.
"Do you worry for the little jet, blue one?" She asks smiling, eyes just a tad too bright, "He I would not hurt, nor Blackarachnia were she here, even though they are not truly mine. Maximals they are at spark, and Maximals they'll one day be if ere we are returned. It matters not their goals then, but only that the balance is regained."
"And you," she spits out, now turning toward Runamuck, the change from almost flirtatious to fury made entirely too easily and too quickly, "You tried to hurt me, ranting raving about hurting Autobots and driving so erratically, and so I tried to hurt you! Do not press the matter lest I do worse than bite!"
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 4, 2008 16:27:49 GMT -5
So Runamuck has managed to tick off two people in one post without even trying? Sweet.
Ahem.
The tipsy car blinks at the not-tipsy car's outburst. "Wuh? I wuz jus' shayin.....*urp*....but if you wants ta fight, lesh go!" Runamuck finally gets his gun holster open, swiping out his laser rifle and grabbing it by the barrel like a club.
Then Botanica speaks up, and Runamuck hesitates in confusion. "Wait, you mean there'sh a not-erra....ero......crazy way a' drivin? Where'sh the fun in that?" He blinks at the threat, then laughs. "What're you gonna do, shorty?" He attempts to lean over to loom threateningly over Botanica, but overbalances and falls flat on his chest. He tilts his head up to glare dully up at the other two. "An' let that be a leshun to ya!"
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Aug 4, 2008 17:21:01 GMT -5
There's something darting about in the skies above, launching from spot to spot in the skies like there are platforms meant only for him. It's a good time test. Jetstorm isn't too high though, and he's just around the area 'coincidentally' where they're talking about him. The amount of motion below catches his optics, and he shrugs, and then blasts down.
"Oh man, the freaks come out at night, don't they? Lookit THAT!" Jetstorm points at Botanica a look of amusement in his eyes. He laughs, and then whirls over to hover next to Counterpunch, somebody he at least knows (or thinks he knows).
"So when did we start getting squishies around here? I thought we had standards," he drags out the last word into another laugh. No, he is not drunk, rather, he's just being himself.
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Counterpunch
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Post by Counterpunch on Aug 4, 2008 18:15:14 GMT -5
Counterpunch is pretty much perpetually ticked off, anyway. It's his default state of being.
"Slaggin'... of course I don't know what I'm dealing with!" Counterpunch growls in response to Botanica. "That's why I asked! If you were from this side, I'd be dragging you to the bonfire for spying on the camp!" Counterpunch isn't aware that Botanica isn't under Rodimus's protection, although after her 'other side' comment he's deduced that she's from the alternate dimension. Certainly, he hopes that his own 'Bots don't have to tolerate someone as erratically clocked as this gal.
He tenses, then steps towards Runamuck when Runamuck suggests the fight, ready to meet him head-on, when first the Battlecharger gets distracted, then falls over. The spy shakes his head, lifting his opticband skyward in a manner that suggests that he's rolling his eyes despite the lack of obvious separate optics.
And then Jetstorm arrives.
Counterpunch snorts. "We started getting squishies when Starscream started hanging out with that demon Prime, is when," he snaps at Jetstorm, giving the little jet-thing a wary look as it comes to hover near him.
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Botanica-3
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Post by Botanica-3 on Aug 4, 2008 20:39:45 GMT -5
Botancia raises an eyebrow at Runamuck, studies him for a moment, and as she does her manner calms. She snorts in disgust. "Such a stunning display of dexterity may certainly dissuade me from pressing the point. After all, you might err and shoot yourself, and there are no impartial witnesses here. I'll not be blamed for your incompetence." The glint of madness is gone when she turns her gaze back to Counterpunch. She is struggling to hold on to her lucidity when Jetstorm interrupts.
She levels a rather frosty glare on the Vehicon, then smiles. But it is not friendly, no. This is the smile that one might imagine the female mantis gives its mate right before biting his head off- predatory, suggestive, and quite mad.
"Hmph. Pity she couldn't have brought back the mind without altering the body. Half-plucked vultures just don't appeal."
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Aug 5, 2008 7:17:06 GMT -5
Runamuck blinks blearily up at Jetstorm. "Ooooh, a firebug!" Blink. "Wit' a big mouth....."
He rolls over onto his back with a clank, dragging himself up into a sitting position. One hand grabs a nearby wall, attempting to lever himself up with it, only for half of the wall to crumble in his grip, sending chunks raining down over him (and possibly anyone else near enough). He still manages his way up to one knee before Botanica's words register.
"Who're youse callin' incontinent?" Runamuck growls, grabbing a hunk of wall and throwing it.....somewhere. Why are there suddenly three plant-things instead of one?
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Aug 5, 2008 12:35:58 GMT -5
Botanica's crazed look is lost on Jetstorm, and he just shakes his head while hovering up a bit higher in the air. "Blah blah blah," Jetstorm's voice indicated rolling eyes. He used his hand in a mocking way, acting like it was talking in a mocking way. "The only thing I got out of that is that I am very good looking, and," a bit of laughter, "You are still as ugly as Tankorr's backside."
"I am not a bug," He scoffs, waving his hand in a dismissing manner. "I am an attractive Vehicon, thank you very much." No, there is no such thing as hubris in this 'con's vocabulary. He runs a hand along one of his smallish horns, half wishing for something to reflective to look at. He instead, watches Runamuck, rather amused by his drunken antics.
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Counterpunch
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Post by Counterpunch on Aug 5, 2008 14:39:02 GMT -5
"Hey!" Counterpunch exclaims as Runamuck's antics result in several chunks of wall falling towards him. While he's too far away to be hit with most of it, two or three still clatter off his frame, while he catches the third-or-fourth.
"Watch what you're doing!" he yells, throwing the chunk he had caught in Runamuck's direction, even as Runamuck throws his own chunk... is he aiming at him, or at Botanica, who had been circling him?
He glances for a moment back towards Botanica and Jetstorm, then snorts. "Oh, are we playing, 'who's going to turn into what' again? Because I had enough of that game from Thrust."
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