Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Apr 16, 2009 11:57:37 GMT -5
"He's not really intimidating," Runamuck says of Ratbat. "Loud and screechy, but I could dropkick 'im. Pretty sure he outranks us, though." One treason charge over something not really his fault is enough, even if it doesn't hold over here.
The Battlecharger nods at Long Range's answer about femmes. "Think there was one of Starscream's build type, I can't tell their gender half the time until they say something." Of course, Runamuck comes from a reality largely without gender, so.... "A tank, some psycho plant-thing that tried to kill me and Counterpunch, a couple more. Nobody I'd want to be alone with in a dark room, and I don't usually have the sense to be afraid." Well, he's honest, anyway.
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Cannonball
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Post by Cannonball on Apr 16, 2009 22:48:12 GMT -5
Cannonball takes a long drag of his concoction, and shudders a bit. "Ach, that's wot I'm talkin' about..." he mumbles to himself, then looks up at the others.
"Crazy ones, eh? Those can be the most fun, if in the right situation. Verrah risky, though, what with the potential of 'em flippin out and killing you." He then smirks. "In regards t' Ratbat... 'e's just a little purple Starscream, then?"
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Post by Long Range on Apr 17, 2009 2:08:28 GMT -5
"I'd rather not wake up one morning and find myself in a pool of my own vital fluids and my circuitry decorating the walls." Long Range says as he waves his hand dismissively.
"More or less, but also obsessed with efficiency. He got on my case earlier about sitting around doing nothing. In my case, there is nothing more fuel efficient that I can do." He continues before he takes another drink from his rapidly emptying cup.
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Apr 17, 2009 11:19:07 GMT -5
"Yeah, I kinda like my insides on the inside," Runamuck agrees with Long Range.
He takes a long gulp of his cup, then gives a contented sigh, raising the cup in salute. "Now that's some good stuff."
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Cannonball
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Post by Cannonball on Apr 19, 2009 0:25:50 GMT -5
The pirate cackles a bit, then shakes his head. "Fine, fine. More fer me, then" he says, looking over at Long Range. "Hm. Might make a good subordinate for me crew. Primus knows I get sick o' yellin' at 'em..."
Then he turns to Runamuck, and smirks. "Thankye, lad. I'd like t' think I kin manage, given the circumstances."
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Post by Long Range on Apr 20, 2009 0:08:10 GMT -5
"You want a desk jockey from high command on your crew? A fuel accountant, on top of that?" Long Range says utterly dead pan.
Log Range finishes his energon and puts the cup aside. This Cannonball obviously needs to be told a thing or two.
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Apr 20, 2009 9:47:21 GMT -5
"You're welcome to 'em if they ever come back. I'll tell Hook to reserve a berth for you. Or maybe a recycling bin."
He raises a brow at the though of Ratbat on a pirate crew. "Well, if you're trying to annoy your enemies into submission, go for it. Seems like he's got a superiority complex or something, though."
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Cannonball
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Post by Cannonball on Apr 20, 2009 20:59:21 GMT -5
Cannonball smirks, a mischievous gleam in his optic band.
"Well, I know the Terran pirate legends have a lot of captains accompanied by a rather annoying bird on their shoulder. A bat isn't too far off from that."
He turns his cup up, downing the remainder of the contents.
"All th' better if it's actually useful."
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Apr 24, 2009 8:27:03 GMT -5
Timed out on Long Range.
Runamuck chuckles. "Yeah, but I don't think Earth birds carry guns on their backs and screech orders." He polishes off his own cup, then adds, "Good luck with that offer, but I think I'd rather be out on patrol when you make it."
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Cannonball
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Post by Cannonball on Apr 27, 2009 19:59:22 GMT -5
Cannonball shakes his head, pouring himself a second round. "Ah, ah'm jus' ramblin'. I doubt some tight-afted accountant would wanna be a pirate...much less make it as one."
"...*Hic*"
Cannonball swigs from the glass, slumping slightly on his box, giving Runamuck a quizzical look. "You 'ate this place much as I do?"
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Hellbender
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Post by Hellbender on Apr 27, 2009 22:04:11 GMT -5
There's a couple of things niggling at Hellbender: one is that a sociable mech like himself has been an isolated lab rat and a 'useful monster' instead of 'one of the troops' for months now, and the other is that someone down in the deserted town is making a fair amount of noise in an area that's supposedly deserted and silent.
Hellbender slithers through the sewer system towards all the noise, which gradually resolves itself into chit-chat as he draws closer. Someone having a party--or a conspiracy? He slides out a nearby sewer outfall and transforms, then strolls down the street to the source of the chatter, his shoulder gun charged and twitching from side-to-side, searching for a target.
Ruby optics narrow slightly as he contemplates the smashed door. Someone entered in a hurry--and he recognizes the voices of Cannonball and Runamuck. No sounds of battle.
He steps inside, all blue-black metal, worm armor swung out and enshrouding him like two huge wings, gray Seeker face frowning slightly.
"This here a public party?"
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on Apr 28, 2009 12:46:36 GMT -5
"Well, I ain't in love with it, but it's better than having to sneak around and keep a low profile all the time." Also, the last thing Runamuck remembers from his world is watching Runabout get blown up, followed by some alien with ax-blade arms slicing at his neck. So, could be worse.
He stands up to help himself to another cup. Just as he's about to pour, a rather large form blocks the light. Runamuck glances at Cannonball and Long Range, clearly thinking that the more people take drinks, the less there is for him each. On the other hand, the big guy could probably chew him up and spit him out (literally). So instead of saying anything, he shrugs, pouring his cup and returning to his crate. "Starting to look that way."
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Cannonball
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Post by Cannonball on May 2, 2009 15:27:11 GMT -5
Cannonball grumbles as another shows up - He has the same attitude about the drinks that Runamuck has. Except Cannonball had it when they showed up originally.
"Ye might be sayin' that, lad" he answers Hellbender, giving him a strange look. "Don' think I seen you a'fore."
Cannonball hasn't seen him in vehicle mode yet, though.
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Hellbender
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Post by Hellbender on May 2, 2009 17:31:40 GMT -5
"Mebbe a bit too public, if you get my drift," Hellbender says, arms akimbo. He doesn't reach for any cubes yet, though he'll accept one if offered. "Y'all requisition these out of stores, or find another supply?"
Hellbender tilts his head slightly and looks at Cannonball, then smirks. "You've seen me afore, Ah just didn't have mah robot mode back then. Don't tell me mah colors don't ring a bell."
He tilts his elbows outwards, showing the rotary heads with their shiny, heavy rock-grinding teeth. "Look familiar, Cannonball?"
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Runamuck
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Post by Runamuck on May 3, 2009 17:59:45 GMT -5
"Hey, I crashed through a door that used to be locked, and there was booze," Runamuck says with a shrug. "Humans have some saying about looking in the mouth of something called a horse."
He slouches back down on his crate, taking a drag from his cup. "He's a big digging worm thing," the Battlecharger informs Cannonball.
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