Mindwipe
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Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice...
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Post by Mindwipe on Nov 7, 2010 18:48:58 GMT -5
Mindwipe puffs up a bit when Assault assures the hypnotist that his rage will be legendary. Yes, yes it will. Legendarily hilarious to anyone watching, that is.
Then he deflates slightly when Swindle mentions extra cost. A faint sigh. "Of course. Convenience costs extra - keeps me from having to go planetside to hunt for things." Of course, Mindwipe could dishonestly haggle when the time to pay comes. But is it wise to swindle a 'bot named Swindle?
Then he sighs again, but this time with exasperation at Assault and Duskwing. "Yes, kindly listen to the arms dealer, please," he says, holding his arms out pleadingly, but then they draw close to his body, and his eyes glow brightly for a moment. His voice changes as well, a haunting reverb added. It's not an attempt at hypnotism - Mindwipe is just giving into the posturing as well. "Or I will find myself in possession of two jetbot puppets!"
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Post by Assault/Arthur Aldrin on Nov 8, 2010 19:31:40 GMT -5
Oh, Assault knows that there are all kind of things here that can go in explode-y ways, but it's probably not a good thing that he's counting on that. Never the less, he stands down, shooting one last glare at Duskwing, before Mindwipe's words attract his attention. He blinks once before letting out a good natured laugh, slapping the hypnobat on the shoulder once more. "I like your style, old chap!"
//Well, I can't exactly work on anything with my current tools! I can't even take apart a simple Zeta Processor BeX with the ones I have right now. I lost my old battlemask, and I rather liked the specs I saw for the Colossus in your rather well put together catalog. The HUD in particular caught my interest; it should increase my reaction time by 5.4%.//
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Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Nov 8, 2010 21:10:32 GMT -5
"Duskwing, I'm an arms dealer. It's folks like me that keep folks like Megatron in business," Swindle explains. "You think every petty dictator and two-bit guerilla can afford a real supply chain? Of course not! I know it doesn't mean anything to you, but I've solved the Traveling Salesman Problem for the Milky Way Galaxy."
"Check back with me tomorrow, Mindwipe, I'll see what I can do for you."
Assault has very specific requests. //You're in luck, I happen to have all that in stock. As long as you've got the credit downloads, of course.//
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Nov 8, 2010 21:40:32 GMT -5
Duskwing eyes the skeletal bat-bladey thing suspiciously. Where'd he come from? "What, youse Mindwipe or somethin'? You talk like him."
He ignores Assault and stares at Swindle, incredulity written all over his face. "Youse sayin' Megatron bought his weapons? He wasn't built with 'em?" Optics narrow and shift. "Does Lugnut know about dat?"
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Mindwipe
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Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice...
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Post by Mindwipe on Nov 8, 2010 22:06:35 GMT -5
Mindwipe wobbles a bit at Assault's slap, then facepalms at Duskwing. "Yes, I'm Mindwipe. Do you see anyone else in this shop that Swindle and Assault were addressing as Mindwipe?"
A heavy sigh. "Thank you, arms merchant. I shall return upon the morrow to check back on whether you have the goods I wish to purchase!"
He looks a bit oddly at Assault. Oddly friendly, this one.
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Post by Assault/Arthur Aldrin on Nov 9, 2010 11:03:08 GMT -5
Of course he's oddly friendly. He would gain nothing from being rude. Though it's quite obvious that his opinion of Duskwing is rapidly plummeting with every passing second, and his attitude towards the other Seeker with it. "You're a buffoon, Duskwing."
Now it's time to get down to business. //Most Excellent, Swindle. But while I can afford it, is there perhaps a favor, a job I can do for you, in return for a discount?// The bait is set. Now let's see if Swindle will bite.
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Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Nov 9, 2010 18:22:43 GMT -5
"Okay, so maybe Megatron didn't buy his personal mods from me, but he's bought a superweapon or dozen from me over the years. The ol' warmonger has always been my best customer!" Swindle exclaims.
Ah, finally Assault is revealing what his angle is. //What sort of favor were you looking to do? If you're volunteering to work security at Club Con, I'm sure I can fit you into the schedule.// People don't generally just offer to do unspecified favors for Swindle unless they've got some scheme of their own going or they're looking to become indentured servants for the rest of their natural lives. The arms dealer is assuming the former about Assault.
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Nov 9, 2010 18:46:25 GMT -5
"Yeah, but you don't look like Mindwipe. Well, maybe, kinda, in a Kallis zombie sort of way," Duskwing points out, stabbing the air with his index finger. He suddenly smirks. "Hey, if you're willin' to pay cash to Swindle for it, I bet he can come up with anything!"
Duskwing turns his whole torso toward Assault and scowls. What did you just call him? "Are you just dumb, or what? I'm a jet. Dat's heavier-than-air aircraft, you moron."
Duskwing's random dictionary glitch strikes again...
"Frag, Swindle, I hope you didn't sell him the ones what blew up when Starscream jacked 'em around. Dat sort of thing gets the bosses slagged off, and then things get nasty." Duskwing looks slightly worried as he considers it.
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Mindwipe
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Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice...
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Post by Mindwipe on Nov 9, 2010 22:01:28 GMT -5
Mindwipe just stares at Duskwing. "Well, that would be because I'm not from your universe," he says slowly. "I'm from Barricade's."
Then the buffoon/balloon exchange.
Mindwipe turns around, fighting the urge to bang his head against the wall, or a pole. Swindle would probably charge him per headbang. "And Rook wonders why I seldom leave my room," he mumbles.
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Post by Assault/Arthur Aldrin on Nov 10, 2010 8:26:50 GMT -5
Assault just stares at Duskwing. Like he's not believing what he's seeing. Nobody can be THIS stupid, can they? This...This...Moronic!? This mech almost shortcircuits his processor from sheer stupidity! "Buffoon, you pathetic grunt! Not balloon! By the Moons of Cybertron, you aren't a Seeker, you're a Soaker! A bullet shield! How have you managed to survive for this long!?"
//Security detail? I assure you, Swindle, that I only look like a grunt. I was thinking something that would benefit us both. Such as, say, getting rid of a competitor? Mind you, I am not an assassin, but give me a squad and I will make an example out of anyone who thinks they can make a fool out of you.// And to convince Swindle that he is up to the task he sends him a datafile; a list comprised of some examples of missions he successfully completed, complete with reports should he wish to go over them.
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Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Nov 10, 2010 19:03:47 GMT -5
"Hey now, Duskwing, what customers do with my merchandise once I've sold it to them is beyond my control. I am of course a staunch advocate of responsible weapon ownership."
When the two Seekers start going at it again, Swindle just rolls his freakishly large eyes and picks up a selection of nonlethal weapons off the room's various shelves. If either of them starts something, it's not going to last long. These military types, he swears.
//Oh, I see! You're looking to add to your. . .hm. .. already impressive resume! Tell you what, Assault. I've got a little meeting coming up that I could use some non-Duskwing muscle for. Or if you prefer, I could give you a list of businesses. What you'd do with that list would be up to you.//
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Nov 10, 2010 19:57:09 GMT -5
Duskwing shifts around and stares at Mindwipe for a moment. "Oh, and you've got the same name as the Mindwipe back home? Huh. Do you try to talk to dead guys, too? And you should get out more, if you stay in your room all the time. It ain't healthy to stay locked up in a cubicle, see?"
Slag, Assault just won't shut it, will he? He glares at Assault. "Listen, you! The only reason I ain't punched your vocalizer out the back of your neck is 'cause Swindle asked me not to antagonize you, and I listen to Swindle 'cause he's actually smart, 'stead of bein' a p--pom--arrogant loudmouth what thinks usin' big words makes him clever." He stabs a finger in Assault's direction. "See, Swindle don't gotta go 'round tellin' people how superior he is and insultin' other people for not bein' him--he's just that good he ain't gotta. Now you, youse talk like every other occifer I ever had, which is to say that youse a loudmouth jerk--only you ain't my superior occifer, so I don't gotta say 'yes sir' and put up wit' your slag."
Optics narrow. "You wanna know how I managed to survive? Come down to the sim room and find out, if you got the bearings."
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Mindwipe
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Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice...
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Post by Mindwipe on Nov 13, 2010 19:02:25 GMT -5
Mindwipe turns around on Duskwing, eyes glowing bright as he hunches slightly, fingers curling. "I do not attempt to commune with the dead, I successfully do so on a regular basis!"
Mindwipe straightens up, and then glances between the two seekers. "Should you two work things out violently and one of you move on to the next plane, I'll be sure to contact you."
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Post by Assault/Arthur Aldrin on Nov 15, 2010 6:59:49 GMT -5
Duskwing has quite a mouth on him, doesn't he? Assault's own optics narrow as he listens to Duskwing rant off, and when he points at him, the blue Seeker only steps forward, challenging the other Seeker. "Those are a lot of words for someone who is as incredibly moronic as you, boy. But if you think that I am afraid of cannon fodder, then you are sadly, terribly and utterly mistaken. Since I doubt that you even understand half of what I'm saying, I'll keep it nice and simple...Bring it on."
//How perceptive of you! But I am not so much looking to add to it, as I am hoping to prove myself. I could wave my credentials around, but I would accomplish nothing with that. I'm sure that you understand how important image truly is. Ah, but yes, I shall accompany you. But do feel free to hand me the list as well; it would be my pleasure to be of aid to you.//
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Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Nov 15, 2010 20:29:45 GMT -5
When Duskwing starts going on about Swindle's (admittedly numerous) virtues, the arms dealer chimes in with helpful comments like "Well . . .", "I wouldn't say that," "maybe not in so many words," and "I am pretty great . . ." all the while adjusting his bolo tie and looking extremely modest.
Once Duskwing finishes, he attempts to put an arm around the shoulders of both Seekers and draw them close, since they're all one big happy Decepticon family. "Ah, you gotta love this big lug, don't you? He really has excellent taste. Seriously though, take it outside or I'll disable you both and dump you in the brig. You'll have carbon-fiber snare so far up your exhaust ports you'll be coughing up diamonds," he warns, all smiles.
//I get it. You want to impress the high-ups. I'll give you the list of business and you can, let's say . . . cut into their profits?//
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