Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Sept 20, 2009 5:05:29 GMT -5
"HEY! Cut that out!!" Wildrider snaps as the lightning arcs in close proximity to him. Once his initial shock from the close-proximity lightning ebbs away, his face turns into a smile. "I bet you can really fry somethin' with that!" He looks about to see if there is something else for Motormaster to try that on, ignoring his complaint about how much it hurts.
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Post by Sable Conolly on Sept 26, 2009 13:20:55 GMT -5
"Never been anywhere else. Well. Here."
Scourge looks vaguely concerned as Motormaster sparks and then complains about it.
Huh. Weird.
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Motormaster
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Post by Motormaster on Sept 26, 2009 13:47:45 GMT -5
"'Course I can, it's lightning, what else do you do with lightning?" Motormaster peers at the little grey crazy-car suspiciously.
"Less talking, more musicking."
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Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Sept 28, 2009 4:36:57 GMT -5
There's music playing! So loud that Wildrider can barely hear himself think.
Though he can hear Motormaster's voice. And wants to see what the lightning can do. Unfortunately there isn't much to break in here. Oh sure there's the stereo and a large viewing screen, but what's the point in damaging potential noisemaking devices? He'd only be punishing himself further.
And so Wildrider finds himself rummaging through the assorted CDs and other music media that has been deposited into the lounge. After finding a random bunch of CDs, he grabs htem and makes a large stack of them on a table.
And then he stands back, expecting Motormaster to oblige him. "Go on!"
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Post by Sable Conolly on Oct 3, 2009 20:31:18 GMT -5
The part of Scourge that is an orderly, obedient soldier rebels at Wildrider's stacking of the CDs and the implications thereof.
That part of Scourge is on vacation right now.
He does manage to suggest, "Make ful.. fulgu... sandglass."
Amazingly, Scourge is managing to feel both tired and bored; perhaps he should return to his room.
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Motormaster
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Post by Motormaster on Oct 4, 2009 14:15:52 GMT -5
Motormaster's head faces towards the stack of CDs. Lightning takes a heavy energy expenditure, so he's much less overcharged than he was when all of this started. Enough less overcharged to not want to channel lightning through his frame again, kthx.
"Why?"
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Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Oct 12, 2009 13:45:44 GMT -5
"Whaddaya mean, why?!" Wildrider said, who is not under any energon influence but is caught up with hyperactivity over being told there was going to be loud destruction only to be taken away from him. "It'll be wicked!!" He turns to Scourge and points. "And it'll make sandglass!"
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Post by Sable Conolly on Oct 12, 2009 19:22:10 GMT -5
Scourge looks vaguely cross and corrects, "Sand makes sandglass. With lightening. It's an option."
He seems somewhat annoyed now and tries to wander off.
OOC: Out unless stopped.
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Motormaster
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Post by Motormaster on Oct 15, 2009 17:05:04 GMT -5
"No," Motormaster commands, and he stands slowly and stretches. He's got a lot of energy in his system still, but it's being bled into his processes now that he's burned a lot of it off. He's also been fighting for most of the day, and he's just plain tired.
"Crack 'em yourself if you care."
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Dead End
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Post by Dead End on Oct 15, 2009 19:23:54 GMT -5
This being the public lounge, there's some public lurking in the back corners. Dead End steps out of wherever he was lurking, turns down the stereo just enough to be heard and says to Wildrider, "Wildrider, I will put up with your atrocious taste in music if I must, but if you so much as scratch my "Sisters of Mercy" CDs, you will find that I, too, can do a creditable imitation of our Motormaster. In personality and temper, that is."
He turns the music back up to Wildrider's level, hesitates a moment, and turns it back down long enough to add, "Don't touch my "Cure" CDs or my "Black Sabbath" collection, either."
He looks up at the alien truck. "Motormaster?"
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Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Nov 2, 2009 14:05:05 GMT -5
Wildrider is disappointed and let down. And has no interest in overly-verbose friends from obnoxious brothers. If he even realized he was there.
Actually, Dead End barely registers on Wildrider's radar. He wanted to see some wicked awesome lightning destruction! In frustration, he swats down the stack of CDs he made, and then storms off.
Out of thread.
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Motormaster
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Post by Motormaster on Nov 2, 2009 15:40:44 GMT -5
Scourge has wandered out, and Wildrider just smashed the CDs like Motormaster told him to. Then left. Hnh.
Motormaster doesn't look towards the new person speaking. "Yeah." A pause as he places the voice with what he remembers from the radio. "Dead End."
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Dead End
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Post by Dead End on Nov 2, 2009 19:08:35 GMT -5
"Wildrider!" Dead End glares at his fellow Stunticon's back in annoyance. So typical. Impatient, and petulant when he didn't get his noisy way. He shakes his head as Wildrider takes off.
Dead End starts picking up the CDs as he replies, "Yes, indeed. You are different from the Motormaster I knew, of course. That is not an Earth alt-mode, nor is it Cybertronian, is it? I believe you said you had no Stunticons in your reality? Pity. In my reality, Motormaster is our team leader."
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