Tasha Walker
Minor
She's got legs, she knows how to use them. She never begs, she knows how to choose them.
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Post by Tasha Walker on Dec 15, 2009 10:10:44 GMT -5
Oh, now isn't this a fine kettle of fish? Things are about to get more interesting- and perhaps a bit messier.
Blackarachnia's eyes narrow as Optimus obviously makes a radio call, but not to her. Odd. She will have to try harder to it seems...
The collapse of a nearby building catches her attention, along with a strikingly familiar voice crying out.
No.
Not now.
Not here, when she has them both so close at hand to destroy. Does the multi-verse hate her that much? Must it taunt her not only with them, but with what she once was?
Her fists clench. It doesn't matter. She will still shred them down to nothing, and as for her former self, well...Elita-1 will make quite the means to that end.
//Well, well, so Elita's here too. How fitting. All the players assembled on a new game board.// She's all but snapping at him. //Sentinel snapped when confronted with his past. But you're made of stronger than that aren't you, Optimus? I'll bet you barely spare a thought for what you left behind.//
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Optimus Prime
Minor
Oh yeah? Well I don't know what that means!
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Post by Optimus Prime on Dec 15, 2009 16:31:24 GMT -5
Having confirmed Elita is not to blame, Optimus once again touches his Comm-link as he looks around. This time he is radioing the same frequency he was originally contacted on.
Whoever is sending this isn't just insulting, he's getting personal. And pouring anti-freeze into recently-opened wounds.
//All right, I've had about enough of this. Stop playing games and identify yourself.//
OOC: Up to BA's player as to if Optimus sees her.
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Post by SceneMod on Dec 15, 2009 19:18:02 GMT -5
Violin Man looks more than a little shocked over Whirligig's change of attitude.
But he does not miss the grin that grows on Oil Slick's face.
At the moment, however, he's got other things to worry about.
"You already owe me a piece of youse!" he shouts back at Whirligig, then snaps his fingers at Optimus Prime, who seems to have started gazing off into the distance.
"Yo! Space-case! Get control of your boy!"
With that, he starts to turn back towards Oil Slick... unless Oil Slick used the distraction to slink off!
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Post by Whirligig/Wednesday Gilgamesh on Dec 15, 2009 20:23:25 GMT -5
Whirligig is really itching for a fight. Itch, itch, itch.
"Well, why don't you try and take it, meat-wad?!" And why is Violin Man asking Optimus to get control of him. Optimus doesn't control him! "Hey, shut up, he doesn't own me! And- hey! Pay attention to me you lousy pile of-!" The chemical-addled 'Bot trails off into a series of choice curses as the alien turns to look for Oil Slick.
Aggression burning brighter than ever, Whirligig abandons notions of picking this fight with words and decides to make things physical. Usually this sort of thing would tend to be started with a punch-to-the-head or maybe a good shove, but given his size in relation to Violin Man, those aren't really good options. Instead, he darts in and attempts to deliver a full-force headbutt to his would-be opponent's groin.
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Oil Slick
Rookie
Pharmacists do it over the counter.
100ccs of Pure Evil
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Post by Oil Slick on Dec 15, 2009 23:45:59 GMT -5
Between the building collapsing and Whirligig attacking the violin man, Oil Slick takes this time to slip among the crowd, and off down an alleyway. He stows his poncho in subspace - the thing, however ...nasty and filthy it is, may come in handy again. Once it's stored, he transforms, pulling off into the back streets.
As he drives off, one might hear him cackling to himself - that worked out so much better than he planned! ---
OOC: Out of thread, unless stopped.
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Skid-Z
Minor
'Not obsessed; possessed! There is a difference, you know.'
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Post by Skid-Z on Dec 16, 2009 10:26:22 GMT -5
“Whirligig, stand down!” Skid-Z suddenly calls out, pulled from his observations. ‘What the slag is wrong with these people?!’
Because he had been left undisturbed observing the group, he can take note of where the strange bot is taking off along with his appearance, and imprints this information carefully. But as soon as that’s done his attention is back to the problems here.
Shocked to see a mecha attack an organic he moves to try and stop that. But even someone with his speed might not reach the rabid Autobot in time. “Don’t!”
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Tasha Walker
Minor
She's got legs, she knows how to use them. She never begs, she knows how to choose them.
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Post by Tasha Walker on Dec 16, 2009 17:24:29 GMT -5
//Mmm, Optimus, honey, you look like you're about to be too busy restraining your friend to even think about playing with me. But that's all right. It wouldn't be the first time you've left me all alone and wanting with danger about, now would it?//
Blackarachnia isn't hiding. In fact, if Optimus's optics turn toward where she is leaning against a building, she'll even waggle her fingers at him, smirking all the while.
//As for me, well, I'm no one of consequence. Just someone who hates you more than Sentinel ever could, and for the same reasons.//
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Optimus Prime
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Oh yeah? Well I don't know what that means!
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Post by Optimus Prime on Dec 17, 2009 4:37:42 GMT -5
And finally, Optimus spots the person who was radioing him. The person who sounds like... who looks like...
//...Elita?//
No. Oh spark no.
His first impulse is to go to her... but alas Whirligig is causing trouble and attacking Violin Case.
Optimus stows his axe and hustles towards Whirligig. He's pretty erratic at times. Perhaps he has a violent side too? Optimus really was distracted before. "All right, that's enough!" Optimus says, trying to get between the two.
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Post by SceneMod on Dec 17, 2009 15:27:00 GMT -5
"Yaaaargh!" exclaims Violin Case Man. No, he didn't get hit in the groin - a shift back as Whirligig lunged resulted in his right thigh being head-butted instead.
He partially crouches as he tries to take weight off the injured leg, but even as he does, he nimbly undoes the latch of the case he's holding with the thumb of the hand holding it. Two of his fingers release the handle to hold the case slightly open, ready to release that handle and grab whatever's inside at a moment's notice.
He snarls, "I'll forgive that one due to extenuatin' circumstances, but that's another one you jokers owe me!" Then he straightens and, still prepped to grab whatever's in the case, starts to slowly limp away, moving backwards to face the Autobots in case Whirligig tries something else. "But buck up. Looks like we may have just been given a mutual cause," he adds.
"I'll be in touch."
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Post by Whirligig/Wednesday Gilgamesh on Dec 18, 2009 16:14:33 GMT -5
Whirligig makes to continue venting his heightened aggression on Mr. Violin, but finds himself blocked by Skid-Z and Optimus. He might have been able to duck and dash between their legs and continue after the retreating alien, but he's an easily distracted bot and his attention snaps from the thug to his fellow Autobots.
"Hey! Move!" He actually cocks back a fist with the intention of socking someone in the knee before sense catches up with his drug-angry mind. His fist quivers in place as he mentally berates himself.
Oh no, no, no. You do not attack your teammates for no reason. His fist drops slightly, his face twisting into a scowl. Not even if you really, really want to. You solemnly swore loyalty to the Autobots. You gonna just break a promise like that, glitch-head?
Growling, he drops his fist briefly, only to turn away and start flailing his fists impotently at the sky, taking the edge off his aggression by punting any stray rocks or bits of debris. "I really want to punch you guys!" he shouts, voice filled with no small amount of frustration. "For some reason!"
His mind doesn't even drift to Oil Slick and the spilled drug. He just thinks he's gone a little crazy. Again. This does not make him happy.
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Skid-Z
Minor
'Not obsessed; possessed! There is a difference, you know.'
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Post by Skid-Z on Dec 20, 2009 9:50:52 GMT -5
“Unchallenged” Skid-Z answers Violin man quite strained; right now he’s all focus on Whirligig, whom much to his relief decides to vent his rage on non-sentient things. So he relaxes somewhat because the last thing he'd want would be to try and restrain another Autobot. But not entirely relaxed. “Well… That ain’t a reason! You have to try and calm down, man” He says, forcing a gentle tone whilst trying not to be all confused.
Skid-Z does not link the state of rage to any liquid to the face because it does not exist within his reality like that.
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Tasha Walker
Minor
She's got legs, she knows how to use them. She never begs, she knows how to choose them.
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Post by Tasha Walker on Dec 22, 2009 14:23:50 GMT -5
A very familiar- and very bitter- laugh answers Optimus. //Blackarachnia, now.// //The download power does work on organics, you see. It just has...interesting side effects.// Blackarachnia transforms and scurries up the side of the building. Yes, she's using her alt mode to underscore her point- and maybe drive the knife a bit deeper into Optimus's spark. //Look me up some time. We have sooooo much to catch up on, really we do.// BA is leaving thread. Optimus, if you want to head after her in a few, have at. We'll set something up.
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Post by Whirligig/Wednesday Gilgamesh on Dec 28, 2009 14:59:01 GMT -5
"Ya think?!" Whirligig shouts at Skid-Z, pressing the heels of his palms against his helm. "Easier said than done, scrap-head! It's like... itching."
Itching for a fight, itching like a thousand many-legged critters crawling around his processors... but perhaps not as bad as when it started.
"Wait, I think it might be getting better." He lets his hands drop from his helm and finds them wet with whatever is was that sleazy drug-dealer guy spilled on him. Making a face, he flicks his hands to rid them of the fluid then proceeds to wipe what he can off the rest of him.
He's still feeling the urge to vent his aggression on something, but it's dropped enough that he's content with pacing irritably instead of attacking the scenery.
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Skid-Z
Minor
'Not obsessed; possessed! There is a difference, you know.'
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Post by Skid-Z on Dec 28, 2009 16:51:09 GMT -5
"Easier said than done, scrap-head! ...” Skid-Z has to do his best and resist inching back at the outburst, observing Whirligig silently as he paces. In his head, the insult is turning over and over; joined by the other words he’d been getting flung to him just a short while ago.
During a blink, his view shifts to a lingering gaze elsewhere. When he really can’t find anything to say and Whirligig’s sight only keeps the words echoing in his head, Skid-Z has to turn away and face the city.
But his indifference fails when he can’t help but glance over his shoulder. One hand traces his chest sigil, before summoning a waxing cloth and holding it out to the side, “Here, you need this?”
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Optimus Prime
Minor
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Post by Optimus Prime on Jan 2, 2010 0:28:43 GMT -5
//...I...//
Optimus feels... hollow. There is no other word for it. What happened to her?
But he still has a situation to deal with. Optimus is considering using his bolas on Whirligig,when he starts to come down from his rage, as Skid-Z appears to struggle with his own temper. Given what Prime himself has just been through, it is clearly an emotional time for the three Autobots. Well, four, if you still count 'Blackarachnia'. But Optimus isn't sure he can. He is pretty sure that was a Decepticon logo she was sporting.
Ensure these two are okay. Once they are fine, then he can follow her. He zips that memory up to access it later as he deals with these two. To Whirligig, he says. "Perhaps a tactic the humans of earth use to control their temper would work for you, Whirligig. Try underclocking your processor and slowly run a single integer increment subroutine. Apparently running this from one to ten is enough for them to calm themselves."
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