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Post by Kate Mason on Aug 10, 2010 22:29:51 GMT -5
LATER:
Kup and Impactor are still tussling.
Energon is splattered across the office, and there's a glob of acid eating a hole through the back of Kup's chair. A datapad is broken and crunched into pieces on the floor.
But aside from a leaking dislocated shoulder and a whole lot of scuffs and scrapes - is that one from a harpoon? - Kup's still looking decent enough.
He growls, "Is that all you got, you Black and Decker reject? Grimlock's built drill tanks better'n you!"
Season Three was a strange time.
Kup grabs that slowly dissolving chair and tries to crack it over Impactor's be-finned head.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Aug 11, 2010 13:26:47 GMT -5
Despite his thicker armor, Impactor is looking a bit worse for wear than Kup. The length of the struggle is starting to make the rejection of body parts a bit more obvious, as seams begin to open up and panels come loose. He's also faintly grayer than he was at the start of the battle. All in all, it's not yet bad, merely observable.
If Impactor himself has noticed, however, he's certainly given no sign.
The chair crashes over Impactor's head and is split apart, but there's no indication from the zombie that he even felt the contact.
"Oh, I got plenty left to give, y'goddamned burnout!" he roars, transforming. "Y'want a drilling? You got it!"
In alternate mode, the physical differences between this Impactor and the one from Springer's home reality become, if anything, even more apparent. While both tanks may be topped with the cannons that sit on their shoulders, this Impactor lacks the rows of missile launchers just below. What he has instead, lower still, is a single drill that emerges and clicks into place, one that immediately starts spinning as he surges towards Kup, trying to make use of the rather short distance between the two to rip into his legs.
(He has no intention of going through the wall behind Kup, but whether the veteran gets out of the way or not, he may well end up chewing up the outer layers of that bulkhead before he stops completely.)
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Post by Kate Mason on Aug 11, 2010 14:25:53 GMT -5
Later, Kup will be able to reflect on the whole parts rejection problem that Impactor seems to have and judge whether not it makes him a liability in combat. (Probably not.) Right now, however, he's a bit more focused on trying to tear Impactor a new one.
Like how Impactor didn't have the context for Kup's insults earlier about transorganic-spawn vampires and Junkions, Kup doesn't have the context for what 'burnout' means (man, it would grind Kup's gears something fierce if he did know, though), so their insults become something of a whiff-fest, going over each other's heads. Their blows, however, do not.
Kup throws the remains of the chair aside and jumps just in time that the drill just tears open his shins but doesn't sever his feet. He tries to land on top of Impactor, grab the barrel, and swing hard to bend it, snapping, "I've been on children's playgrounds that are more of a workout than you!"
Spike may be a moron, but even Kup got stuck babysitting Daniel sometimes.
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Post by Springer on Aug 11, 2010 16:34:25 GMT -5
By this point, Springer has physically moved his own desk out of the way, parallel and close to one of the walls so if the pair start crashing his way, he'll be able to get out of the way in time.
By now, he's leaning on his elbow, forgetting about getting any proper work done. Springer finally says in a tone a bit louder than the fight itself - "Should I call Perceptor and have him prep the medbay now, or wait until you two have knocked each other out?"
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Aug 11, 2010 21:01:16 GMT -5
Kup lands on Impactor, and as the veteran wrenches at his cannon, it starts to bend out of shape with a shriek of metal. The commando grunts. Good gods, the old coot's as strong as a Dinobot! Though really, the whole thing doesn't hurt nearly as much as it should.
He transforms and attempts to throw Kup against the elder's desk and, possibly following up by pinning him with his harpoon. Best to stay in robot mode, Impactor decides - Kup is stronger, but Impactor seems to have a slight edge in combat skill. "Make sense you'd be on a playground!" he roars, "because you fight like someone fresh from the factory!"
"Better make that call, Springer! This rust-bucket's gonna need it!"
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Post by Kate Mason on Aug 11, 2010 21:36:31 GMT -5
"I'll walk it off," Kup grunts in reply to Springer. "This is nothing. Reminds me of strolling the gardens in Crystal City."
He's slammed against his desk and pinned down with the harpoon, so tries to slam his foot down to break the arch of Impactor's foot, snapping, "The only thing I need is for you to shut your yap!"
LATER:
Impactor still won't shut his yap.
There are a lot of rough, ragged holes in Kup where he's been skewered through and more dents than normal panels. His wind-shield's been obliterated.
And he's grinning like a loon.
Kup shouts, "Springer, gimme those requisition forms, I gotta stamp 'em." By the look on his face, it seems like Kup really means bludgeon Impactor with them repeatedly when he says stamp them.
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Post by Springer on Aug 11, 2010 21:48:36 GMT -5
Springer frowns at Kup. "You guys have already broken a half-dozen datapads. I'm not about to give you two more!"
He pauses, then he yells back over the ruckus - "Do you two even remember what you're fighting over?"
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Aug 11, 2010 23:00:42 GMT -5
That's right. Impactor still won't shut his yap. But then again, neither will Kup.
And Kup isn't the only one grinning.
Impactor doesn't have quite as many holes in him, though there are a few places where the acid's managed to eat even through his thick armor. But he is dented and sometimes cracked all over, and several plates and panels have been scattered all over the room. One optic lenses has been completely shattered, leaving only a gaping, black hole in its place, and his left forearm has been ripped down to his corded, metal musculature. The cannon that normally sits on his right shoulder has been ripped completely off, and he currently holds it in his right hand.
"What?" Impactor answers Springer. "You guys don't conduct all your security interviews like this?"
So it seems Impactor does remember why they're fighting! Kind of.
"Hey, you decrepit pile of parts, maybe if you were paying more attention to the fight and less to paperwork, you'd have a few less holes in you!" he shouts, swinging the cannon towards Kup's head.
Later, still...
The battle still rages, though by this time, Impactor's starting to resemble the way he did when he first arrived on the Event Horzions. He also seems to be having trouble standing.
But hey, he doesn't have to actually stand up to deliver a kick towards his opponent's side, does he? He twists enough to balance on hand, forearm, and knee, and his right leg shoots out towards Kup.
"Give it... up, codger. It'll take a bigger 'bot than you to finish me off..."
Well. Macabre is kind of tall.
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Post by Kate Mason on Aug 11, 2010 23:48:14 GMT -5
Kup is also having some trouble standing, by this point. His shins that were torn open earlier? Yeah, his one foot has splintered off from kicking too much skidplate, so that leg just ends in a stump.
Kup is kicked over by Impactor, since his balance is shot to pieces, anyway. He lands hard, and a rotator cuff goes rolling away under Springer's desk.
S'okay, crawling and brawling reminds him of, "The tunnel fights on Markor V! Ah, now those were interesting, since those slippery serpents had fangs longer'n than that cyberhogsticker you got there."
That, and Kup's a terror when it comes to ground-grappling, and he shoves himself across the floor at Impactor, leaving a faded green scrape along the floor, and tries to slam an elbow into Impactor's midsection.
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Post by Skyfire on Aug 12, 2010 8:09:51 GMT -5
Skyfire has been trying to concentrate on collating the Unicron data and mapping out the demon planet's path through the local arm of the galaxy. He's been trying very hard, but even his incredible scientific processors have trouble staying on topic with that much crashing, banging, thudding and crunching going on in the next room. In fact, it occurs to him, it's been going on for an awfully long time.
A moment later, the big shuttle-former thumbs the door to Kup's office open and stares at the scene therein. Kup and the new arrival, Impactor, have been brawling all this time? Was Impactor a Decepticon plant then? A worried glance at Springer, and Skyfire notes that Springer does not seem alarmed, just mildly exasperated. So, not a Decepticon infiltrator.
"What's going on?" Skyfire asked mildly, and probably goes unheard in the racket. He taps his datapad on his arm for moment.
"HEY!" Skyfire can be surprisingly loud when he wants to be, loud enough to be heard over his own rocket engines. "CAN YOU TWO HOLD IT DOWN! SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO WORK NEXT DOOR!"
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Post by Springer on Aug 12, 2010 8:24:26 GMT -5
Springer's leaning on one arm now, looking boredly over at Skyfire, then glancing his chronometer.
"Security interview," he answers, completely deadpan.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Aug 12, 2010 21:13:49 GMT -5
"KEEP YOUR PLATES ON!" Impactor roars back at Skyfire without looking up, completely ignoring the fact that keeping his plates on is something Impactor himself hasn't managed. "KUP'S almost finished!" Kup's elbow hits him midsection, but, though the move dislodges several more parts, Impactor himself seems to give no notice.
"Oh, and rust-bucket, don't you know it's not the size but how you use it?" Impactor asks as he fires off his harpoon at the veteran's shoulder - a clear non-fatal shot, it's worth noting.
Of course, if it misses Kup, it looks like it might be headed right for Springer's head...
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Post by Kate Mason on Aug 12, 2010 22:56:50 GMT -5
No one has been dumb enough to get between Kup and Impactor so far. Will Skyfire break that streak?
Kup rolls out of the way of the shot, a few more parts falling out as he does and bouncing around the office. He scoffs, "Rust-bucket? You're one to talk! Can't even keep that stupid purple from fading and your Pit-spawn optics lit!"
Then, he realises where that shot's gonna go, and he calls out, "Lad, duck!"
If Springer gets hurt because of his petty fight with Impactor, Kup's not sure he can forgive himself!
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Post by Skyfire on Aug 13, 2010 7:27:36 GMT -5
"Security interview?" Skyfire's tone is mildly skeptical as he turns to Springer. "Do they get this exciting often? I remember mine as being quite sedate. Though if this were the Decepticon camp, you'd have half of them out in the hall taking bets on the action..."
Ruh-roh, that shot toward Springer looks dangerous! Fortunately or unfortunately, Skyfire isn't standing quite close enough to try to intercept it. "Gentlemen--GENTLEMEN! Unless you are trying to maim bystanders, take it to the sim room."
If Springer was hit, Skyfire will step right over the brawlers to help him, if necessary.
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Post by Springer on Aug 13, 2010 15:08:41 GMT -5
Fortunately, Springer knows all about being around fighting Impactors, and Impactors shooting at him, so a slight lean to the left is all it takes for the harpoon to miss. Springer sighs, shaking his head as he draws his sword out from subspace, and with a quick swing, severing Impactor's harpoon cable. Then he leans back, wrenching the hunk of metal out of the wall and putting it into a drawer in his desk. Springer rests his elbows on his desk, fingers interwoven in front of his face with a Disapproving Look⢠at Kup and Impactor. "You'll get that back once you're repaired." ----- OOC: That's right, ladies and gents, Springer is doin' The Gendo!
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