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Post by Needlenose on Jul 19, 2009 14:30:00 GMT -5
"I didn't say not to judge us by your own experiences," Needlenose protests, then jerks a thumb towards the others, "They said it. I'm going to keep using my own yardstick, because I still believe it's the best yardstick available!"
Zigzag sniggers while Sunbeam facepalms. "Dude. You should really watch saying stuff like that. You have any idea how that sounds?" he asks.
Needlenose gazes down at his Nebulan partners, one antenna quirked to the side, shoulder lifted in a pattern that seems to say 'smug.' "What makes you assume that wasn't intentional?" he asks the surfer.
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Post by Tasha Walker on Jul 19, 2009 20:10:22 GMT -5
Blackarachnia watches the man-turned-weapon for a few moments more. More importantly she watches the exchanges between the Nebulans and their partners. "War-mongering machines", eh? Sounds like while the pairing may have been voluntary, the involvement in the Transformers war wasn't.
She straightens, then can't help chuckling at Needlenose. "I imagine the worth of your yardstick can be best exalted by your garish partner there. But he doesn't look the type to kiss and tell."
A heavy sigh then, and she once again claims her seat on the stool. She really doesn't have much choice here, does she? She's on a ship, in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by who knows what type of mechanisms. And...they are more accepting than the ones she knows. Maybe she can find a place here.
Maybe, if she lets these others know her makeup, they can help her get rid of the taint.
Her voice is very resigned, flat, when she speaks again. "Aside from the venom and downloading ability, I can create organic webbing." She puts her hands together, then pulls them apart, a small web stretched between them. "I imagine you can too?" She glances at the other spider for confirmation before continuing. "Alternate mode is a spider, obviously. Proportionate strength, agility, etcetera, etcetera. I've developed some skills in repair and technology over the past stellar cycles. And I know my way around organic poisons and their antidotes."
She idly plays with the webbing stretched between her hands, changing the patterns of the weaving. "You can take your scans. But I want the results locked. Just you, myself, and whichever techs you have actual experience with such hybrid technology." Why yes, that means little Blackarachnia doesn't have to depend on Needlenose for the info!
"And their names were Sentinel and Optimus," she quietly adds.
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Jul 19, 2009 23:16:57 GMT -5
It's not hard to avoid kiss-and-tell-ing when both parties lack a mouth.
Blackarachnia shrugs. "Close enough." It's mostly limited to her beast mode, but she'll keep that little tidbit to herself.
Oh, and note to self: never take a big gulp from an energon cube when someone is about to break some big news to you. Her aloof nature has just about been ruined as she tries her best not to do a spit-take into her cube.
At least she wasn't drinking when Needlenose starts talking about yardsticks.
Blackarachnia pretends she didn't do anything, and smiles at her larger namesake. "Oh, sister, I've got the best news for you. You know how you are from the same place as Lugnut? Well, we've confirmed that his Optimus Prime is in town too."
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Post by Spinister on Jul 20, 2009 21:27:04 GMT -5
Spinister actually says, "I like Needlenose's yardstick."
What? There's nothing wrong with Needlenose evaluating the world through the lense of his experiences! Why are his Nebulans staring at him like that?
Then the thoughts leak over, and he realises that he didn't really want to know why they were looking at him that way at all.
Spinister, not knowing of Needlenose's deal with Blackarachnia, replies, "Pretty easily done. I don't exist in the normal chain of command."
Hairsplitter just makes himself busy getting dressed again. It's really cold in here!
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Post by Needlenose on Jul 20, 2009 22:19:09 GMT -5
//Well, damn, looks like you're going to get to see hers, anyway,// Needlenose radios the small Blackarachnia. //I don't suppose I can show you mine instead?//
Really, Needlenose just likes showing off his schematics. He feels he's got damned fine circuitry.
"Well, sounds like things are settling down!" Needlenose expositions. "Optimus and Sentinel, hmm?" He glances up at Spinister. "At the same time? Weird. But then, Prime doesn't mean the same thing for you as it does for us, I understand."
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Post by Tasha Walker on Jul 21, 2009 10:13:25 GMT -5
For her part, Blackaranchia takes the news so cheerfully given by the Predacon well. Though the delicate web in her hand is quite suddenly and emphatically torn in half.
"To bad for him then, that I showed up as well," is all she says, though the hate and anger running through the words is quite clear.
After a moment to compose herself, she nods at Needlenose, "Prime is an earned rank. And neither of them had that rank when they abandoned me. We were all just cadets."
"Existing outside of the hierarchy must be useful," she muses. Wonder how one manages that?
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Jul 21, 2009 15:42:51 GMT -5
Aww, see, they can get along!
Though Blackarachnia is confused at what Needlenose has to say about Primes. "It was the rank for the matrix-bearer in our past--the leader of all Autobots. The Ch--" Blackarachnia is slightly distracted by Needlenose's radio."...the Chosen One."
How does it work where Bigrachnia comes from?
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Post by Spinister on Jul 21, 2009 21:24:53 GMT -5
Spinister glances back at Needlenose. So she was buddy-buddy with Sentinel (?) and Optimus Prime, and she wants to handle them personally, without help. Oh yeah, that totally inspires Spinister to trust big Blackarachnia.
Also odd that she'd be friends with two of them at the same time.
Then little Blackarachnia gives big Blackarachnia information for free. Gnn.
So Spinister asks big Blackarachnia, "How does one qualify for the rank of 'Prime' in your reality?"
He makes no comment as to the enjoyability of existing outside of the chain of command. It is a necessity of his position.
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Post by Needlenose on Jul 21, 2009 22:55:13 GMT -5
"I like it," Needlenose says as big BA comments on what it's like to be outside of command. Because he's noisier and likes to talk more than Spinister.
He also gives information for free! As little BA explains the title Prime, Needlenose gives a nod and gestures towards her. "Pretty much the same for us, really, 'cept for that last bit. 'Chosen One' is referenced in some odd legends and stuff, buuuuut..." he trails off and shrugs. "Kind of vague what that means. Like he's somehow s'posed to do it better than the rest or something?"
OOC: Supposition on player's part, but Optimus, in the Marvel Movie, references the same legend of an Autobot rising from the ranks that he did in the actual movie. So far as we know, all over Primes in the Marvel Universe were picked by the previous Prime, with the Matrix passed on directly. Rodimus, the one who 'rose up from the ranks' to 'light their darker hour' appears to be the only one chosen by the Matrix itself.
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Post by Tasha Walker on Jul 21, 2009 23:59:53 GMT -5
She shrugs, "Thought you said you had Lugnut around? It's not as if the process is secret or anything. Also, whatever this matrix thing is, the Autobot leader doesn't have one."
Blackarachnia rocks back on the stool again, hands once more clasped around her knee. "You start off as a cadet in the Academy. Ranks following are Minor, Prime, and Magnus. Only one Magnus at a time, and he's ruler, with the Council as a buffer." She snorts, "And it always seems to be a 'he,' it does."
"As I said, neither were Primes when I knew them. Though I've heard they both manged to make rank. How Optimus did, after he got tossed, I really don't know. Sentinel was always the ambitious one; no surprise there."
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Jul 22, 2009 0:57:45 GMT -5
"Talking with Lugnut is its own downside." How about that, Blackarachnia thinks her big sister is better than Lugnut. Such a high compliment! "If there is a version of the facts out there that doesn't somehow segue into the glorious magnificence of Megatron, I'd rather hear that one."
She tilts her head in confusion at the remark about Magnus' always being a 'he'. "Are female transformers an oddity where you come from?"
She shakes her cube, causing the remains of the energon to slosh about.
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Post by Spinister on Jul 22, 2009 14:39:13 GMT -5
They have Lugnut around, but an ex-Autobot ought to know an awful lot more about how Autobot protocols work than Lugnut would. That big Blackarachnia's Primes are just ranking officers with no Matrix does clear up a lot.
Spinister's reality doesn't really have any female Transformers, aside from Arcee, who probably wasn't built yet, when Spinister was pulled. He hasn't seen anything about the females that he has met so far that would prevent them from leading, but he hasn't seen any with fusion cannons, either.
Picking on one particular word, he echoes, "Tossed?"
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Post by Needlenose on Jul 22, 2009 21:26:09 GMT -5
Needlenose eyes smaller Blackarachnia's cube sadly. Oh, to be able to drink! She makes a good point, though. He looks up at big Blackarachnia and says, "Oh, yeah, that's right. So were you female before you became a spider, or did you catch it from them?"
Needlenose actually does consider what he just said for once, then clarifies, coughing, "Not that there's anything wrong with being female or anything. It's just that not all of the Transformer realities seem to have them!" He inclines his head towards small Blackarachnia. "That's why she asked."
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Post by Tasha Walker on Jul 22, 2009 22:04:03 GMT -5
She snorts, "Lugnut thinks Megatron hung the sun, moon, and stars. Even he got tired of such blatant aft-kissing, time to time." She shakes her head, "But to answer your question, no, I'm not the only female, nor are females models an oddity. Pairings are not even that rare; even Lugnut found a consort."
She is about to answer Spinister's question when Needlenose asks his decidedly non-PC question. "I have always been a female," she says, frostily. Needlenose should be glad she does not have some sort of death glare power.
She focuses her attention on Spinister, "He got tossed from the Academy. Booted, expelled, don't let the door hit you on the way out."
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Jul 23, 2009 16:02:31 GMT -5
Blackarachnia doesn't even like her namesake, and she still punches Needlenose on the arm when he clunkily inquires about gender!
"There's a handful of us, where I come from, but there seems to be a lot more males. Then again, maybe it's the line of work I'm in." She is a young spark, but all the same she still has access to history files.
Blackarachnia smiles at the explanation of Optimus' fate. She's gone from beating around the bush to overexplaining everything. She prefers this way better.
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