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Post by Waspinator on Dec 26, 2010 22:26:05 GMT -5
“Oh good, Wazzpinator needz to learn aerial combat and manoeuvres, mayhem Jet Teach?” Straight to the point our technorganic monstrosity is, devious his middle name is not, because that would imply he had a last name too and that would be just silly.
The Waspytuner drifts through an ‘S’ bend, cutting both corners and taking out another three pedestrians, he well in the lead as he completes the second lap.
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Post by Needlenose on Dec 27, 2010 17:25:38 GMT -5
"Hmm, maybe," Needlenose considers, one antenna quirking back faintly. "I'll see what I can do. The physics are pretty different for the sorts of fliers we are. I mean, not the laws of physics, those stay the same, but what laws are being applied how, you know? Unfortunately, we don't have too many flying bugs... Injector stayed on Gillanan. Jetstorm's flying is more buggy, I think, but, uhm... not sure he gets on too well with the technorganics. I almost think wasps might almost be more... helicopter like? Maybe?"
Needlenose stays as close to the 'center' of the 's' bend as possible, means he's constantly on the inside sidewalks, turning as little as he can get away with it. His optics narrow. There are no real good straight-stretches on this track, but one spot close enough to one that he might be able to retake the lead, and it's coming up... if he can't manage it then, he probably won't be able to win this one.
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Post by Waspinator on Dec 28, 2010 0:44:20 GMT -5
“Helicopterz hmmm, yez that fitz, Wazzpinator does fly like copter. There any copter botz on board Buzzerbot Ship?” yes that did fit him quite well, he could easily imagine himself as some sort of gunship – hovering death from above like some vast predatory wasp raining down fire on all who dare oppose him – and stuff. Waspinator may still be finding his feet so to speak but he knew exactly where his wings were.
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No! It’s a Megacool™ Techno–Wasp the size of a truck! And it’s coming to a Starbucks near you!
If Ruination is powered by coffee-milk then watch out for Waspinator after a Caramel Cream Frapacino.
Getting a little too confident in his lead, Waspinator veers to once again hit the group of orange clad Monks that give the huge Guranga bonus, with a flick of the Waspytuner’s tail, he drifts right through the group and make a clean sweep of the now-turned road-kill only to face oncoming traffic from around a sharp bend “Yezz! …oh nozz…” crunch. The crash graphics are quite spectacular if decidedly unrealistic. The expression on Waspinator's face matches the bumper of his car.
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Post by Needlenose on Dec 28, 2010 9:55:34 GMT -5
"Spinister's your best bet," Needlenose answers. "He's even got experience training up the newbs." This isn't an insult, nor is Needlenose making the suggestion as a practical joke on Spinister - he's being completely serious here. "Otherwise, we're a bit strangely low on the helos, I'm af- YES!!" he crows as Waspinator wipes out, sliding past him. Now all he's got to do is keep from a full crash himself before he crosses the finish line... he slows down a bit. He won't take a high score on this one, but he'll settle for simple victory.
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Post by Waspinator on Dec 29, 2010 1:00:05 GMT -5
Needlenose may have to settle for less than victory at all, the Waspytuner may have a huge dent in it’s fender and be blowing smoke like a certain G1 Porsche but Waspinator had a trick up his sleeve. Having spent a long time on the run from Autobot chumps, he’d learnt to find those near secret routes that helped him escape, and he’d found one here on the previous lap. Heavy on the gas, the Waspytuner crashed through the fake barrier and dived down the shortcut. At his exit he pulled along side the competition, the finish line in view.
“Spinizter huh?” That name was almost as cool as Slayride or Waspinator. Funny that the flamboyant jet hasn’t upgraded his own, but at least it’s more original than say Cheetor. “Wazzpinator will look him up. Thankz.”
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Post by Needlenose on Dec 29, 2010 10:29:10 GMT -5
Needlenose briefly considers whether or not he should warn Waspinator about just who Spinister is. Or warn Spinister that Waspinator will be looking for training.
Naw. They're Decepticons (or so Needlenose believes). They can handle a bit of surprise!
"Not a prob- hrm," he finishes as Waspinator pulls up alongside him. He tilts his head, considering the track, his options, his opponent's strengths...
But doesn't 'finish line in view' suggest, 'not too many wild turns left'?
He pours on the speed, pulling in front of Waspinator's car.
And is promptly taken out by a bus rolling through the intersection.
"Hnh," he grunts.
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Post by Waspinator on Dec 29, 2010 13:47:22 GMT -5
Waspinator veers wide and then veers back in trying to run Needlenose off the road but by that time the Needlespedster is too far ahead. However Waspinator face lights up with glee as he easily continues his manoeuvre around the carnage that was the competition. As he glides across the finish in first place, he smart enough to not throw his hands up in victory or shout out some self congratulatory comment, he just smiles contentedly to himself.
After he thinks about it for a moment, he realises that building a decent friendship with this one is exactly the right thing to do “Any other track, Wazzpinator would have lost, nearly did here. Want to pick next game?”
OOC: Fade out? Or are we enjoying this too much and we can end up talking more weird stuff.
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Post by Needlenose on Dec 29, 2010 14:14:28 GMT -5
Oooh, smart move, Waspinator, very smart move. Needlenose nods, his ego appeased. "Good game, though," he admits as he opens up the menu to list available games. "Hmmm. Let's try a shooter next... maybe one with a co-operative mode?" OOC: Oh, I've been quite enjoying this, but this seems a pretty good point to end-scene, really.
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Post by Waspinator on Dec 29, 2010 14:29:48 GMT -5
"Ooohh good choice, Wazzpinator wantz rocket launcher", and because it's the future, a BFG 99K too.
END
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