Counterpunch
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The Overlord, His Peerless Highness, Arch Duke Counterpunch. The Salient Vanquisher of His Own Mind
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Post by Counterpunch on Oct 10, 2009 21:24:39 GMT -5
Counterpunch is, indeed, pushed out of the booth, and forced to stumble as he is. He grumbles as Spinister makes his announcement, then starts sulking back towards his repair berth, as he's still in need of some repairs.
"That idiot is already half-voked, anyway," he mutters as he pulls himself onto the table.
OOC: Now skippable unless addressed. Time for the next victim!
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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 Oct 11, 2009 9:48:13 GMT -5
With the clatter and calls as Spinister and Counterpunch leave the quarantined room, Mistwind is disturbed from his cycles. Optics flicker on and towards the sound, spotting the source.
With a groan, it dawns that his autorepairs are not yet finished with the nervecenters in his neck, though he may conclude from his curled up form that his arms have at least been busy. Trying his legs, the small Con concludes he has improved from paralysis from the neck to paralysis from his waist.
Mistwind promptly bellyflops as good as possible, and pulls the plush far over his audioreceptors in attempts to block out the sounds.
ooc: Two more minutes, mom! (Skippable)
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Post by Hook on Oct 12, 2009 20:19:03 GMT -5
Hook does not comment that this is probably some strange new definition of 'volunteered' that Spinister is using. Mostly because it isn't strange or new to Hook.
"I'm certain I'll be able to find adequate work to keep him occupied," the Constructicon replies.
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Skippable.
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Post by Spinister on Oct 13, 2009 13:30:43 GMT -5
Spinister considers between Jetstorm and Mistwind for his next interrogatee. He hasn't really seen much of Mistwind, and he's dealt with Jetstorm prior. Thus, he goes after the little Triple-Changer, to stand at the head of the medical berth and loom over Mistwind.
He announces simply, "Your turn."
Mistwind has nothing to fear but fear itself if he is innocent. If Mistwind is guilty, he has Spinister to fear.
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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 Oct 13, 2009 14:58:43 GMT -5
Mistwind can feel the shift of something walking up to his berth and halting right there. Spinister's words instantly trigger a very persistent subroutine the moment they are spoken, and thus the little Decepticon wanders his gaze upwards - aaagh, neck joints still tender!- untill he can look at Spinister, looking more than just a bit puzzled. "My turn, Officer Spinister Sir? What for?"
Fear? Nah, perhaps a bit cautious, like he should be around anyone that many heads bigger than him.
((OOC: Not a triplechanger.))
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Post by Spinister on Oct 13, 2009 19:20:55 GMT -5
OOC: Uh, you have three modes, yes? Robot, hang-glider, and jetpack?
Spinister gestures over to that soundproof isolation booth. He waits to see if Mistwind will enter. If Mistwind will, he'll follow the little fellow in.
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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 Oct 14, 2009 2:29:06 GMT -5
((OOC: Ah, that way! Was a bit confused for a sec.))
Mistwind switches between the door and Spinister. Hmm, he would call this funny if he wasn't forced to be a nuisance right now..
"I can't walk yet, Spinister Sir...." He whispers very carefully, making some kind of feeble hand movement, "There was some control center damage... Just regained my arm movements, Sir" He attempts at pushing himself upright. Attempts. His legs indeed don't budge.
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Post by Spinister on Oct 14, 2009 21:23:08 GMT -5
Spinister tilts his head to one side and he watches poor little Mistwind attempt to move. For a moment, he seems to be considering the suggestion that Mistwind should crawl.
Instead, then, he kneels near Mistwind's berth, and he opens his arms wide, apparently intending to scoop up Mistwind, and carry him as a human might carry a baby, gently and carefully.
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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 Oct 15, 2009 6:59:47 GMT -5
Spinister is attempting to carry him? To do what? Tote him over to that sideroom? Throw him to that sideroom? Dump him in sulphus acid for not being able to walk? Eek! Mistwind can be pretty suspicious when he wants to be. His face just passed utter confusion - caution - confusion - apathetic acceptance whilst staring at the helicopter.
Still, he allows Spinister to scoop him up, having no way of resisting and simply not being aligned to protest his superior's rule over him.
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Post by Spinister on Oct 15, 2009 19:04:01 GMT -5
Spinister just carries Mistwind off to the isolation booth. He's gentle about it.
As soon as they're cut off from outside communications, he asks, "So. What happened?"
No leading the witness. Just carrying the witness.
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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 Oct 17, 2009 16:52:46 GMT -5
"What happened? What happened? OH!..... LUGNUT happened!!" Mistwind flares up with fury. Oh he knows pretty well enough to connect his current state, Spinister's isolation antics and the words 'so, what happened' to that crosswired, suicidal maniac! It's the single biggest thing to have happened to him in his recent days that one could possible ask about.
"That half-bit fragmented moron fired a, a something in that lounge!" Mistwind takes a moment to calm down as he's trembling with rage. Coughing, he recaps into facts, "Lugnut set off some sort of powerfull incendiary surround weapon... explosive? In a small area, directed against other Decepticons."
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Post by Spinister on Oct 31, 2009 10:51:29 GMT -5
Oh, this is interesting. Even the little guy gets all mad when you ask him about Lugnut! Or when you ask him about something that can be assumed to be Lugnut.
Patient and voice soft, Spinister asks, "And why did Lugnut do that?"
Aside from being a moron.
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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 Oct 31, 2009 16:41:04 GMT -5
Why? Mistwind shrugs, drawling, "I don't know, Spinister Sir, because having a Decepticon like Counterpunch leaping at you is intimidating at that level?"
Being sarcastic of the purple bomber here, not of the magenta helicopter, mind you. "Lugnut first slammed him down with a hammer, but when he got scolded for it by Blackout, he decided to toast us all"
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Post by Spinister on Nov 3, 2009 22:53:43 GMT -5
Spinister has to ask, "What were you doing there?"
Seems Mistwind was just a bystander. A pity. How boring.
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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 Nov 4, 2009 9:43:21 GMT -5
"Passed the lounge, taking some stuff back to one of the cargo holds? when I heard the conversation, Spinister Sir. There had been this discussion about people's Megatrons before take off aaaaand it started to continue..... " Mistwind rubs one of his palms with a thumb, "I just wanted to learn a bit from the Big Ones"
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