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Post by Mayday/Maddox Wayne on Jun 17, 2009 22:57:36 GMT -5
Mayday stands, hunched and twitching as always, but today his back is a little straighter, his shoulders held a little higher, for today he stands before one of his greatest triumphs. Rising up behind him to pierce the sky is a sleek ship that far dwarfs any Transformer on this planet. This is especially impressive if you consider that there are several other sections of the ship spread out around the Autobot base, all waiting to be launched separately and merge together in the comforting embrace of outer space.
This particular section, however, is the most important one, containing the ship's main drive, necessary both for interstellar travel and for most easily transporting the majority of the Autobots off the planet.
Is Mayday proud? Yes, he is. How could anyone that worked on that beauty not be proud? Just look at it!
Shifting nervously from foot-to-foot – there's going to be a crowd. He hates crowds – he waits for his fellow Autobots to arrive and do just that.
OOC: Open to all Autobots, post in at your leisure, people are encourage to go skippable when possible!
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Post by Long Haul on Jun 17, 2009 23:40:06 GMT -5
Long Haul worked on that beauty (as did all the builders, and many of the others, for that matter), and Long Haul is certainly proud!
The Constructibot trundles up towards Mayday as a vehicle, Tiny in his dump truck bed. Once he gets where he's going he raises the bed, dumping Tiny out on her dragon bottom (and eliciting an annoyed squeak from the dragon) and transforming before scooping her up. She is, in fact, a bit bigger than she was when the Transformers first arrived, but still rather small.
"Don't worry, I ain't gonna let Tiny near ya'," he grumbles to Mayday, then turns to look up at the completed vessel and gives a faint sigh.
"Damned fine job," he says softly, tone appreciative. "Almost as good as Scrapper woulda done. My Scrapper, I mean."
The correction may have clarified things, but it's obvious that Long Haul isn't aware of any implied insult in his statement. After all, his Scrapper is the finest Architect Cybertron's ever seen! The Constructicons, together, have built cities, and redesigned Guardian robots so they could fly and run on treads at the same time! What architect or designer wouldn't be honored to be called 'almost as good' as him?
OOC: Skippable. Will get my other chars in another time.
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Post by Perceptor on Jun 18, 2009 18:42:51 GMT -5
Perceptor, by contrast, is not so obviously proud. Not of his share of the work he had performed, that is. He expects nothing less than this kind of skill from himself, although he is proud of the accomplishments of the others.
He also understands Long Haul's compliment. "High praise from you, Long Haul," he observes cheerfully as he arrives, Spy Shot perched in his carefully cupped hand. "Deservedly so; it is fine work." Especially for having so many diverse hands working on it.
"And once we are launched and settled," he adds, lifting the hand Spy Shot is perched upon - and a curious contraption that looks like nothing so much as a giant hamster ball, "then it will be time to test your personal transport, Sky Shot! I think you will be pleased with its functionality in the corridors of the ship."
ooc: skippable.
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Post by Spy Shot 6/Cameron Otto on Jun 18, 2009 18:58:47 GMT -5
Spy Shot gazes up at the spaceship. And up. And up. It is a very, very large ship, especially compared to one so small as himself. He can hardly wait to go inside and start exploring without someone to shoo him away!
His attention is drawn away by Perceptor's device. It will be nice to be able to run around without worrying about getting crushed beneath wayward feet or wasting his energy flashing warnings. Plus it should help him go faster! Being able to run faster is always a good thing.
"I would like that," he says to Perceptor, patting the scientist's hand in appreciation.
Now, back to looking at the ship!
OOC: Skippable.
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Jun 18, 2009 20:01:41 GMT -5
"Oh, come on, old timer!" Rodimus exclaims as he approaches the ship, casually walking along side the veteran. "If you're just going to make up stories, you should at least make them sound believable. I mean. Seriously. Weaselworld?!"
OOC: Skippable.
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Post by Kup on Jun 18, 2009 20:04:10 GMT -5
Kup sputters with indignation as Rodimus accuses him of just making things up.
"Look, I'm not the one who named the planet! I wouldn't have come up with something that stupid, for one thing! I don't know why they named it Weaselworld, they just did!"
Then he stops, rubs his chin thoughtfully, and glances absently towards the ship. "Or was that Ferretworld?" he mutters to himself.
OOC: Skippable.
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Dai-Janku
Rookie
Reject common sense to make the impossible possible!
Posts: 147
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Post by Dai-Janku on Jun 18, 2009 20:36:14 GMT -5
A fair distance away, the hellish spawn of a drag racer and a dune buggy tears up the land, kicking up a fair bit of dust behind him. Once it closes in on the shuttle, the brakes are hit and the buggy slides sideways into the area, then oops up in the air. A cry of "Transform!" leaves the 'bot, and the buggy unfolds into Dai-Janku, hero of the Junkions!
He lands gracefully, in an arms crossed pose, looking over the ship.
"A mighty ship, this one! With this, we shall fly up, into the heavens!" As he says this, he suddenly points straight up. "We will go forth, into the great unknown of space, with nary but our wits and courage for survival!"
Then he clenches his fists in front of his chest, and grins stupidly. "...and it's a combining ship!" With this, he nearly squees, stamping his feet in place in excitement.
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OOC: Skippable.
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Wedge
Minor
NOT a reckless teen-bot
Posts: 413
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Post by Wedge on Jun 18, 2009 20:55:58 GMT -5
Those gathered might see a bulldozer make a pass once before Wedge stops to finally join the group. It was too much a temptation to resist making an admiring circle around the ship before reporting. He does look slightly embarrassed at this action when he transforms and trots over. Sure Wedge has seen and worked with this ship plenty as it's been under construction, but boy does stepping up to the finished piece just take the barrel! His grin is big as ever as he steps closer to Mayday and Long Haul. "The ship looks amazing" Wedge passes an extremely proud and appreciative glance over all the sleek panels (should have seen the giddy circle he did around the outside of the ship!) "I can't wait till we get out into space to see how it all goes." He doesn't quite understand who this 'Scrapper' is, but if Perceptor says it's high praise, then it is.
Aw man, yes! Space-travel! The last time Wedge remembers doing this is when the Autobots first set course to Earth. Now he gets to do this again...albeit on his own...without his team. Wedge casts a slightly nervous glance around before pushing any doubts away. Bah, he can do this! Made it this far and he'll push even farther if it means getting back home.
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OOC: Skippable
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Post by Jetfire (Ani) on Jun 18, 2009 21:20:02 GMT -5
A small jet rockets into the area, spiraling and looping in an unnecessarily flashy manner. Making a full sweep around the ship, Jetfire dives toward the ground and transforms at the last second to screech to a halt. Touching down softly, he throws his arms in the air, smiling brightly, as though he were performing for those gathered.
Dropping his arms, he gazes up at the ship and exclaims, "Is being very big ship!" And here he had thought the Elite Guard was possessing of rather large ships.
OOC: Skippable
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Firebolt
Major
Brutal Gladiator, Scarab Lord Firebolt of the Shattered Sun
Moving Violation
Posts: 575
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Post by Firebolt on Jun 18, 2009 21:45:30 GMT -5
The Ferrari glides up, music humming softly. She looks around at the others, all excited and happy to see the ship. She shifts from foot to foot, frowning. Everybody made a big ol' grand entrance. What's she got? Music and maybe a red shine. Half of her mind whines that she could top them and then another half whines that she can't top flying. She kicks at a rock, sending it backwards.
Cooped up on a ship for who knows how long with people who only thinks she's a stupid kid? Wonderful!
She squints one optic up at the ship. Well, it's big. Either that means she'll be lost and alone or she'll manage to bump into somebody and... Make new friends? She looks slightly hopeful for a moment, clasping her hands together.
"New friends!" She says out loud, before realizing how embarrassing that was. She ducks her head and then tries to fade into the background.
ooc: Skippable
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Synapse
Minor
Do not touch...please
Posts: 380
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Post by Synapse on Jun 19, 2009 3:08:30 GMT -5
Synapse slips into the scene without half the enthusiasm or excitement exhibited by Wedge and Dai-Junku. Goodness, he doesn't even attempt to enter with any sort of flashy display like Jetstorm either. Noticable entrances get you used as Decepticon target practice (or the butt of someone's prank...again). Without a word, the scout sidles into the slowly growing crowd, weaving between (and definitely not touching) the various bots. He stops, hopefully unnoticed, in someone's shadow.
Up above, two black sphere twirl with a slightly agitated buzz. Proximity isn't the scout's thing. But there's nothing close-by to perch on to be like the spooky little wallflower he is. So it's hiding in plain sight then. Synapse hasn't quite perfected that skill yet.
OOC: Skippable
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Skid-Z
Minor
'Not obsessed; possessed! There is a difference, you know.'
Posts: 411
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Post by Skid-Z on Jun 19, 2009 7:28:44 GMT -5
Set down in the sunlight two bots are entertaining themselves with sharing stories in a mutual curiosity for other worlds. Ramulus is quite generously indulging Skid-Z on the appearances of Prehistoric earth, per request! While in return the racer rewards the Maximal with his own experiences on the planet.
Ocassionally they look up at the ship, either excited (in Skid-Z's case) or frowning (Ramulus). They don't appear to be holding a private conversation, so any bot could sit down should they ever want to.
----------- Skippable for both
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Override
Minor
The Chancellor, Her Noble Potency, Empress Override. The Glorious Victor over Everyone Else On the Track
Shut up and drive
Posts: 476
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Post by Override on Jun 19, 2009 21:54:09 GMT -5
A curved red and white vehicle that vaguely resembles a cross between the Mach 5 and a crab roars up to the segment at high speed. As it nears the other it transforms suddenly, and Override flips over and lands on her feet, skidding the last bit of distance. She looks up and at the ship and gives a quick nod of her head. "Not bad," she observes.
Unfortunately, the continent ships she's gotten used to in her own reality have spoiled her a bit on huge vessels, else she might have been more impressed than she is.
OOC: Skippable.
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Holi
Major
Captain Can-Do
Posts: 672
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Post by Holi on Jun 25, 2009 1:02:29 GMT -5
Holi, for his part, is beyond impressed by the sheer scale of the ship. For all that he's long been accustomed to space travel, there's always something new and exciting about a launch like this. He can't really help his enthusiasm for it.
"Uwaa! Amazing!" he declares, trying to take in everything all at once on his approach. This is, naturally, something of a feat for the little guy. "Mayday, sir!" He waves, hoping to get the other Autobot's attention aimed down his way even as he scurries over toward Mayday so he needn't shout. "Sir, you really designed all this yourself?" he wonders, wow written all over his admiring grin.
OOC: Plan to go skippable if/when Mayday replies.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jun 25, 2009 19:05:24 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron arrives at a sedate pace. One might wish to imagine him with a cane in hand, though he does not possess such an object now.
No, he has a cup in one hand a small, rather useless dagger in the other, and he's eyeing his wrist rather speculatively, and then the ship.
He looks around and asks, "I suppose I should check what are all the traditions in the various realities are for breaking in a ship, first?"
OOC: Skippable.
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