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Post by Spinister on Jul 14, 2009 13:14:31 GMT -5
Spinister doesn't take the ramp up into the ship. Instead, he disappears into the crowd, loops around the back of the crowd, and sneaks over to the very back of the ship.
Nothing only has one entrance. Topology is meaningless to people like Spinister. Give him a doughnut, and he'll find more than one way through it.
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Eye-fire
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In two minds about everything
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Post by Eye-fire on Jul 14, 2009 13:50:01 GMT -5
Eye-Fire adds his own cheer to the rest, and then advances on the Ship entrance.
First place he's going? Air vents. Best way to beat the traffic down to the ration stations, or the med bay. Or your target, assuming you can fit into some very small air ducts.
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Post by Shrapnel on Jul 14, 2009 14:29:32 GMT -5
Shrapnel does not cheer. In fact, Shrapnel is very startled when his perch gives out that roar. So startled he momentarily takes to the air before settling back down again on Wreckage's shoulders.
He seems perfectly content to ride the Stryker into the ship.
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Post by Skystrike/Skylar Stringers on Jul 14, 2009 15:01:06 GMT -5
Skystrike adds her voice to the cheers although her deep voice didn't go very high and she wasn't particularly motivated enough to make go above 'thunderous growl' mode. Starscream was probably going to have an egotrip for the next few days with or without her help anyways.
She waits for a bit for the crowds to thin out before walking up the ramp as well.
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Jul 14, 2009 19:38:36 GMT -5
"Yeah?" Duskwing nods vaguely at Mistwind's directions and heads that way, ceasing to be a roadblock. It's not hard to figure out once he's there--even for Duskwing. Berthing has a large sign labeled "BERTHING" on the main hatch--and a prominent digital bulletin board in the common area displays cabin assignments. "Hey! You're in B-7; I'm in B-11. AWW, SLAG! Hook put me back wit' Scourge again. Was hopin' I'd get wit' one of the other jets, or you...." Duskwing's voice trails off as he stares at the board. "Man, Hook hates me." He points at the name of his other roommate--Motormaster. -- skippable and/or out-of-thread, except for replies
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Mistwind
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Licensed flight addict, deepsea diving fan, mech-pilot rookie - Accepts food and play for services.
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Post by Mistwind on Jul 15, 2009 14:29:58 GMT -5
"you could've done with.... (a quick glance around) more suitable bedmates" Mistwind admits, looking over his list before bursting out in giggles, "but at least they won't make you insane, Duskwing Sir" He underscores Screwdriver's name while saying so.
Oh Hook, this surely is a great combo to lock in a room together.
------------------------------ OOC: Either fades off chattering with Duskwing, or going into B-7 to claim a bunk.
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Shortround
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Breaker of the Fourth Wall
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Post by Shortround on Jul 17, 2009 10:13:08 GMT -5
Shortround cheers at the end of Starscream's speech, complete with a claw-punch to the sky. That is what Decepticons should be about, not fulfilling some insane zombie's whims about becoming a god and killing Optimus, or whatever Galvatron was on about today.
Of course he'd never actually complain about this to anyone, he has too much of a self preservation instinct. However, Shortround is a bit of a cheat, so while many of the others are walking up the ramp, he simply hovers over the crowd to get inside, before hovering after Duskwing and Mistwind, figuring they know where they're going. He lands a safe distance behind the two before walking forward to check his own listing.
With a glance, he sees Screwdriver's name as rooming with him, and groans in defeat. "At least its not Shockwave..." he mumbles, before heading off towards his fate.
Skippable/out of thread, unless stopped
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Wreckage
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One of the Quiet Ones
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Post by Wreckage on Jul 24, 2009 16:53:42 GMT -5
Wreckage had no intentions of startling Shrapnel and peers up as the Insecticon resettles. It seems he has his own cargo, of a sort, to carry aboard. So be it, but he is in no hurry to rush up the ramp with the others just yet. Either Shrapnel will have to deal with waiting a while longer or find someone else on whom he can perch.
Idly, he wonders once he starts forward if he still has to bunk with the pirate or if arrangements have changed at all.
OOC: Out of thread.
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