Jetstorm (BM)
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Producer, Director, Actor, Writer, but not prop boy, Jetstorm, soon to be winner of some award.
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Nov 1, 2010 20:31:28 GMT -5
Jetstorm pretends to be rather interested in the parachutes, picking up a package for one and turning it over in his hands to look at it. In reality though, he's interested in hearing what Spinister has to say for himself.
It makes him seem a lot more of a relateable person when he has feelings.
One corner of his optics arches up just a bit before he goes back to looking at the parachute. It is something interesting.
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Post by Spinister on Nov 1, 2010 22:18:21 GMT -5
"Heh," is Spinister's only reply.
Don't get too comfortable, kids.
As fun as that would be, any live Autobots, Maximals, or enemy Mini-Cons that arrive would need to be properly interrogated first, and then Shockwave might want to use them in hostage swaps or nail to the wall as exciting decor.
But if they have some spare dead bodies that Hook doesn't need for parts, maybe Oil Slick wouldn't mind trying his hands at making some zombies.
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Misfire
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The Chamberlain, His Incomparable Immensity, Emperor Misfire. The Accidental Butcher of Anyone He Wasn't Aiming At
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Post by Misfire on Nov 2, 2010 22:03:17 GMT -5
Truthfully, if Spinister had answered Misfire, Misfire would have worried about being shot dead later. So he's actually rather relived that his impulsive question goes unanswered. The problem now is that Spinister gave Misfire nothing to go on as far as shopping suggestions.
Misfire sighs and looks around the places again, wandering a short distance away to idly toy with some of the aerial harnesses, more to have something to do while he thinks than out of any interest. Misfire is agile enough to do most things in the air without assistance.
After a moment or two, he walks back to Spinister, and crouches in front of the Mayhem so that they are a bit more at optic level with each other.
"You trust him?"
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Nov 3, 2010 19:58:21 GMT -5
"Hn," Jetstorm taps a finger against the parachute and rolls his optics. He sets it down and then glances back at the two. He pouts to himself, but it's not visible. There goes any chance of information about the mysterious Spinister.
He shrugs as he looks back down the isles and goes down another one, finding toys that use surges of electricity at safe levels to add to the experience. He picks up something and looks at it intently. He hovers up to be above the isle and holds up the box.
"Would either of you enjoy something like this?" he offers.
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Post by Spinister on Nov 3, 2010 20:58:56 GMT -5
Trust is, to Spinister's mind, much more important than love. So Misfire's crazy if he expects to get a straight answer out of Spinister.
He flats ignores Misfire, instead looking over the box, and he has to admit, "I think Needlenose would more enjoy building that on his own. With higher voltage." He looks at his list of stores and bemoans, "Maybe I should just buy him a tub of LEDs."
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Misfire
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The Chamberlain, His Incomparable Immensity, Emperor Misfire. The Accidental Butcher of Anyone He Wasn't Aiming At
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Post by Misfire on Nov 4, 2010 23:24:01 GMT -5
Misfire frowns and sighs.
"Spinister," Misfire actually sounds a bit frustrated, "I'm not asking to pry, or so I can carry tales. I'm not suicidal. I'm asking so I can maybe actually help you with your dilemma. Trust and love, oddly enough, are rather important when one is considering spicing things up. At least, I think they are," Misfire mutters that last almost under his breath.
"But if you really can't think of anything, maybe we should check some of those other places on your list."
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Nov 7, 2010 19:32:31 GMT -5
"There you go... A project together. See what romantic things can come of you working together with your hands," he smirks a little and sets the things down.
"Where else do you have on your list anyway? Maybe we could build a present out of various things," he offers.
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Post by Spinister on Nov 10, 2010 0:16:18 GMT -5
The list Spinister handed Misfire included art galleries, electronics shops, high fashion boutiques, weapon sellers, artisan fuel candy stores, and places like... this. He holds up a copy for Jetstorm.
Spinister has to think about what Misfire's saying, and he replies cryptically, "If I want to make him happy, I think that should say more than enough."
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Misfire
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Post by Misfire on Nov 12, 2010 0:16:42 GMT -5
Misfire rocks back on his heels where he crouches in front of Spinister. The jet looks thoughtful for a moment, then nods his head sharply.
"Good enough."
He stands and moves back around so that he can push Spinister's chair. Misfire leans down and murmurs close to Spinister's audial.
"Tell him that, sometime, that stuff you won't say out loud. Showing it's not the same as saying it. I think.. that might make him happier than any trinket or toy."
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Post by Spinister on Nov 14, 2010 23:09:28 GMT -5
Spinister snorts. Maybe it would make Needlenose happy. Maybe it would just give Needlenose leverage over him. Leverage might make Needlenose happy, too, but that's not something Spinister wants to give him.
Spinister doesn't even know if Needlenose feels the same. That scares him, just a bit.
Shaking more than usual, he points over at some of the paints, these ones intended for use on silicon.
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Misfire
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The Chamberlain, His Incomparable Immensity, Emperor Misfire. The Accidental Butcher of Anyone He Wasn't Aiming At
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Post by Misfire on Nov 17, 2010 19:52:26 GMT -5
Misfire gives an exasperated sigh, then pushes Spinister over toward the paints. Fine. Be that way, you spooky spook.
"You thinking a new paint set? Erm, there are, you know, edible paints. I-"
"Nevermind. No mouths. Primus, that would drive me nuts."
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Post by Spinister on Nov 17, 2010 21:44:05 GMT -5
"Bluff much?" Spinister asks Misfire absently. He grabs up some of the UV fluorescent silicon paints and reads the removal instructions. Hnn. Good enough. Now he just needs a black light lamp!
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Misfire
Minor
The Chamberlain, His Incomparable Immensity, Emperor Misfire. The Accidental Butcher of Anyone He Wasn't Aiming At
Improving. Honest!
Posts: 449
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Post by Misfire on Nov 20, 2010 0:01:06 GMT -5
"Not really no. My poker face sucks exhaust," Misfire mutters.
He quirks a browridge at Spinister's selection. However, when one picks up something made to glow under blacklight, they usually need a blacklight.
"Over there," he says and turns Spinister toward another display table.
"So, um... you really think I might be good at more hand to hand stuff?"
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Post by Spinister on Nov 20, 2010 9:51:09 GMT -5
"See how well that does you in a Kalisian Standoff," Spinister mutters. Like a Mexican standoff, but a reference that Misfire should get.
Novelty blacklights! Oooh, novelty aircraft running blacklights!
Spinister stares up at Misfire for a long moment. What, really? Didn't Spinister just say that Misfire should try his hand at hand to hand? He throws up a hand of his own, waving it in frustration. Does Misfire really want to make Spinister repeat himself?
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Jetstorm (BM)
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Producer, Director, Actor, Writer, but not prop boy, Jetstorm, soon to be winner of some award.
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Nov 22, 2010 19:20:46 GMT -5
Dealing with that list and trying to figure out what either of the two could like was tricky. Jetstorm finally returns the list to Spinister after looking it over.
"Has he taken to the clothing things we have to wear here? Those are great things to get as gifts. You could get him sexy things," he nods. "Or you could get some very handsome clothing."
Jetstorm stops and looks at the blacklight reactive paint and the blacklight. "I want that," he declares, and then pauses, "And need somebody to paint it on me," he grumbles as an afterthought.
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