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Post by Sentinel Prime on Jul 20, 2009 17:23:57 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime awakens with a massive headache, which is explained by the fact that he seems to have crashed headlong into a pile of rocks. He rises into the start of a push-up pose, glaring at the pile of rocks and then at the unfamiliar ship walls around him. This isn't his commission!
This can mean only one thing: those losers Optimus Prime and Prowl have kidnapped him and dumped him... wherever this is to try to take credit for his brilliant, maverick plan!
He squints at rocks a bit more and swiftly rises to his feet, hopping off them and dusting himself off. Ugh, he has no idea where those things have been, and he doesn't want to know.
Sentinel Prime opens his commlink, not yet thinking that those glitch-heads may have subverted the radio frequencies, too.
He is somehow managing to look in entirely the opposite direction of where anyone else in the room might be. His situational awareness has never been the best.
OOC: Open thread, though Adminimus said in the approval e-mail that Slingshot and Override'd like to be the ones on rock-watching duty?
(Guess I'm already attracting the fast babes, lucky me!)
Speaking of babes, this'd be after Elita-1's intro thread, to yannow, cut down on confusion and all.
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Post by Slingshot on Jul 20, 2009 17:32:02 GMT -5
Slingshot continues to pull rock-watching duty when interesting things happen! Either he's pulling a lot of rock-watching duty in general (not surprising) or the universe likes to poke him with a stick (also not surprising).
Fortunately, this time he has a partner. And a deck of cards.
"-Look, I'm telling you, the game doesn't work like that!" He snaps across his fan of cards at Override. "Oh, hey, live one."
Cranky live one from the sound of it. "Yo! Blue loudmouth, name and last time-stamp!"
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Post by Override on Jul 20, 2009 20:44:56 GMT -5
Override sits across from Slingshot, trying to learn some human card game from him. Her legs are propped up on a crate, and her chair is tilted so that she still more or less faces the rocks. She sits here in all her red and white glory, and unlike Slingshot, her appearance is very notable for the absence of any faction symbol.
One of these days she'll get around to having it slapped on, but some of these guys seem to take it pretty seriously, so she'll wait until there's time to party properly get it done right.
"Hey!" she's arguing with Slingshot. "I think you just keep changing the rules on me to make sure you keep winning!" She pauses a beat. "That's my job!"
And then loud mouth pops in and starts raising a ruckus on the radio frequencies. She snaps her hand of cards shut and sets it down, sighing. "Calm down, guy. Don't get your exhaust hoses done up in a knot, okay? No one's kidnapped anyone - we're all stuck here in the same boat. Well, ship, if you wanna be literal."
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Jul 20, 2009 21:01:48 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime hears voices behind him, and he draws his shield, which glows a faint blue. He turns around, quite ready to fling it at someone, when he sees that there's two of them here!
And one's a lady, hello -
- wings.
Sentinel Prime drops on one knee, bracing himself behind the shield, and he extends it slightly, snapping, "You really didn't do your research, Decepticons. Autobots don't fly! Even protoforms know that, but I guess you two aren't too bright."
Except for Jetfire and Jetstorm, but they're his troops and very, very new. He'd know if any more flying Autobots were built via those sweet Elite Guard connections.
So, Optimus Prime and Prowl somehow took him out and dumped him in a pile of rocks, where the Decepticons are so dumb that they don't even hide their wings when pretending to be Autobots?
This is a really lame assassination attempt, even for loser-boy and his pet ninja.
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Post by Slingshot on Jul 20, 2009 21:10:13 GMT -5
Slingshot has his feet hooked onto the cross-braces of his stool. He can't really sit on the ground or lean very much in seats - there's this jet hanging off his back, you see.
"Yeah, listen to Overri-"
Slingshot's mouth snaps shut as the new guy calls him a Decepticon. Ignore that the new guy also called him stupid, he called Slingshot a Decepticon.
We're sorry. The jetboi just took leave of his common sense.
His orange visor flares bright and his mouth peels open in a snarl. "What did you call me, groundpounder?"
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Post by Override on Jul 20, 2009 21:25:44 GMT -5
When Sentinel proclaims that Autobots don't fly, Override tilts her head, one optic narrowed slightly and the other widened just a little, expressing her extreme bafflement.
"They don't?" she asks, utterly confused.
Her confusion is more understandable when you consider that she comes from a reality where Optimus Prime transforms into a flying firetruck.
(Meanwhile, most people would be more confused by the flying firetruck bit.)
As Sentinel aims his... shield? and Slingshot looks ready to charge, Override kicks her heels off their perch and stands up, hands raised and palms down as she tries making a 'calm down' motion at the both of them.
"That's enough out of both of you," she states firmly, tone that of someone used to being listened to. Then she turns towards Sentinel. "Look, there's a perfectly log-" then she cuts herself off and starts again, "there's an explanation for this, and it's not what you're thinking. Whatever you're thinking. Either way, though, you don't want to start trouble. Not before you've heard what we've got to say, right?"
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Jul 20, 2009 21:47:41 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime drops his battlemask, still valiantly hiding behind his shield as the Decepticons menace him.
He doesn't have time to talk to stupid Decepticon jets or dumb (but cute) Decepticon cars that don't know that Autobots don't fly.
But wait, Optimus Prime must be paying these people off, somehow. Decepticons are greedy. Perhaps Sentinel Prime can win them over. He retracts the battlemask and stands, though he still has the shield at the ready. With all the greasy charm of a used car salesman, he offers, almost sounding contrite, "I see you're both reasonable Decepticons. What did Optimus Prime offer you? I can beat it. I'm in good with Ultra Magnus."
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Post by Slingshot on Jul 20, 2009 21:54:09 GMT -5
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- He wants to pay them off?
He thinks they're lousy, treacherous, no-good, very bad, backstabbing Decepticons[/i] and he wants to pay them off?!
Slingshot is literally shaking with rage. His jet rattles slightly against the stool he's sitting on. Tickticktickticktickticktick...
Slingshot is no dirty, rotten Decepticon!
As soon as the guy lowers that shield- BAM! Slingshot's going to hit him so hard his factory's cogs will warp out of place.
The current expression on the jet's face is probably not helpful towards any discussion that these guys are on Sentinel's side.
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Post by Override on Jul 20, 2009 22:13:57 GMT -5
"What did Optimus Prime offer me?" Override exclaims, blinking. She snorts and rests her right hand on her hip, other hand lifted in a shrug. "Only the chance to help save the universe, which struck me as more interesting than racing. And believe me, coming from me, that's saying a lot!"
She rubs her forehead as Slingshot sits there and rattle-rattle-rattles in his chair. Then she sighs lowers her hands once more. "Slingshot, calm down." Even as she speaks, she moves nearer the controls. If she has to throw the forcefield cage up in order to protect Sentinel, she will. "He's confused, you know? Arriving here is pretty disorienting, and it gets worse when you're dense."
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Post by Oracle on Jul 20, 2009 22:33:18 GMT -5
Loud and abrasive idiot on the broadband. Slingshot on rock watching duty again. Sometimes Oracle isn't the most socially aware person around, but even she can see the potential for kaboom present in that mixup. If only she had any clue exactly how much kaboom, she would have been running faster from the beginning.
Still, skidding somewhat gracefully up to the door, it doesn't look to her like anything has exploded. Yet. Slingshot appears to be doing one hell of an impression of a pressure cooker though. She didn't know the situation but that at least maybe she could do something about. Giving a slightly wry look to Override and ignoring the new comer, she stalked right over to the other jet and leaned up against him, petting lightly at a wing. //What'd the idiot do?// Focus on Oracle Slingshot, not Sentinel. Unless of course Sentinel decides to insult both jets, then the fun really starts. And yes Sentinel, that really is a Seeker leaning against that other jet, and she's wearing an Autobrand.
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OOC: Permission for Slingshot cuddles from player.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Jul 21, 2009 13:08:56 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime pauses to actually think about what the car is saying, because she's seriously not making any sense. Sentinel Prime starts, "Saving the universe is what Autobots do, can't you get anything straight? What kind of defective Decepticon takes that as a bribe?"
He scowls quite fiercely as she calls him dense, and he's about to make her put her money where her mouth is when yet another Starscream goes over and gives the sulking Decepticon jet some sugar, and he slaps the side of his head with his free hand and exclaims, "Another Starscream clone? Someone seriously needs to clip that creep's transistors. And I'll do it myself, if I have to!"
He's still pondering what kind of weirdo Decepticon takes vigilante work as a bribe when Jetstorm informs him that they've gone and made more flying Autobots. Sentinel Prime squints at the Decepticons surrounding him, still not quite believing that Jetstorm isn't confused as to his location. The twins can get overly enthusiastic, sometimes, and don't always quite pay attention like they should.
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Post by Jetfire (Ani) on Jul 21, 2009 13:39:59 GMT -5
There is clatter of metal feet on metal floor a moment before both Jetfire and Jetstorm come bursting in the door at their commanding officer's request. Unfortunately, they both try to get in at the same time and somehow manage to get themselves wedged together within the confines of the door frame.
Looking up as he attempts to wiggle free, Jetfire takes in a grumpy looking Sentinel, a grumpier looking Arielbot, and a couple of fembots. He is more concerned with the angry bots at the moment.
"Sentinel Prime, sir! Please-" he begins, sounding a bit worried.
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OOC: Posing of Jetstorm done with permission.
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Post by Jetstorm (Ani) on Jul 21, 2009 13:45:45 GMT -5
And Jetstorm picks up where Jetfire leaves off. "-to be calming down! They are Autobots!"
A bit of squirming, and maybe a quick firing of boosters puts the pair through the door.
Also tumbling across the floor, though quickly recovering and getting back on their feet. Seems like the bit of dancing training with Firebolt turned out to be more useful than they thought!
The pair land in a salute, and present themselves: "Jetfire and Jetstorm, reporting as ordered, Sentinel Prime, sir!"
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Post by Slingshot on Jul 21, 2009 14:59:50 GMT -5
'Grumpy-looking' is perhaps being polite. So is 'sulking'.
"Calm down?! Calm down? He called me a Decepticon!" Slingshot's visor flashes with outrage as he thumps a fist against the Autobrand on his left shoulder. Then Oracle presses up against his jet, fingers pressing against his wing.
That little outburst should answer Oracle's question, too.
Though, the pressure of the other jet against him does at least make Slingshot stop shaking. Instead his hands clench into fists, and he stares at Sentinel Prime. If looks could kill...
Well, if looks could kill, the twins would be shreds right now. "Sir? Sir? Look, doublejets, who he was doesn't matter anymore! He's got no rank here, he's just another soldier like the rest of us! Don't you call that frakkin' eight-bit bullet-magnet sir!"
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Post by Override on Jul 21, 2009 20:52:24 GMT -5
Override covers her face with her right hand and gives an exasperated sigh as the Autobot Seeker walks into the room. It's like she's trying to increase tensions or something - isn't the gal supposed to be psychic or something.
She then lowers her arms and turns towards Sentinel. "Look, I'm not a Decepticon, I'm Vel-" and then the jets burst into the door. "List-" she starts, and is interrupted.
"Now, ev-" another interruption.
Slingshot yells about having been called a Decepticon, and she answers, "I know, I kn-" before she's interrupted again.
Finally she shakes her head, raises her gaze towards the ceiling in a moment in an eye-rolling gesture, then, in an instant, her un-armed double-canon is in her hand and pointed towards the ceiling. She shouts at the top of her voice, "Cyber. Key. POWER!!"
And with that her weapon is rather dramatically armed as a red energy bolt from literally no-where leaps into the room (from where is not quite clear) and slots into the back of the cannon, arming it and causing the actual barrels to snap in place. She ignores the odd feeling, refusing to let it unbalance her.
"And now that I've got your attention," Override begins in a voice used to addressing massive crowds, "everyone shut up and calm down so we can get things explained! Do not make me fire this!"
She peers at the ceiling, where she's currently got the double-cannon pointed, and adds, muttering, "For one thing, I've got no idea what's in the room above this one."
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