Dinobot
Minor
Death Before Dishonor
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Post by Dinobot on Jun 25, 2010 17:20:56 GMT -5
Dinobot has no idea where the remark about princesses came from. He's about to respond to Prowl's statement about good being hard to find when Skyblast explodes at everyone. The raptor just growls in annoyance and lets him vent as butterfly-like creature flaps past his snout. He snaps at it irritably.
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Post by Ramulus on Jun 25, 2010 23:50:53 GMT -5
"It was a joke! It held a message; 'Lighten up!'!" Ramulus bristles. Does anyone smell ion? He does.
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Post by Prowl on Jun 28, 2010 11:59:22 GMT -5
It takes him a moment, before he nods, "I will then," he says to Skyblast. He personally still finds himself shaken up, especially because of the feelings that came from being by the cultists. But there's no sense in continuing to let those feelings bother him all the time.
He watches the butterfly-like creature and then sighs a bit. The others getting all riled up isn't exactly what he had hoped for.
So he picks up a rock, smooths it out and skips it again.
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Nimbus Tsura
Major
Secretary to Mr. Breakaway
Sky-Painter Extraordinaire
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jun 28, 2010 20:45:09 GMT -5
"No. A joke would have been funny," Skyblast replies aloofly, fairly dripping with disdain.
He does, however, favour Prowl with a less frosty, "Glad to hear it."
Then, Skyblast stalks out of the biosphere, flowing like serpent through grass, his panels making a quiet susurrus. He feels the need to go outside.
Out of thread unless stopped
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Dinobot
Minor
Death Before Dishonor
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Post by Dinobot on Jun 28, 2010 21:26:08 GMT -5
"Oh, of course, a joke," Dinobot snarls, voice dripping sarcasm, "Truly you are the master of comedy. The frivolity in the room has increased a hundred-fold." He watches silently as Prowl resumes skipping stones, lost in his own thoughts. Then Skyblast leaves, making the raptor the biggest jerk in the room again.
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Post by Ramulus on Jul 5, 2010 5:10:24 GMT -5
Something flashes across the expression of the ram. It could be shocked confusion, or the beginnings of fury. Hard to tell.
Whatever it is, Ramulus does not let himself be ruled. By anyone. He snorts and transforms curtly, with that stopping the weak type of sparks that sought way across his horns, "ah yes, let me remind you that frivolity is the heart of my duty" There is a coldness in his tone of voice that betrays the wall he just raised up.
The Maximal trudges off towards the mangrove forest without so much a word. He's not staying around.
--------------------------------- Leaving the thread.
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