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Post by Bumblebee-3 on Mar 17, 2008 0:33:53 GMT -5
OOC: Anyone is welcome to join this scene. Nice and open. Woo.
Any Decepticon near the outskirts of the Decepticon base or viewing any security sensors will notice a 2008 Concept Camaro yellow musclecar driving around aggressively.
Accelerating hard, breaking and spinning.
There appears to be little reason to what he's doing. Is he just working off some steam? Is this a joyride? A challenge? Or is it all a ruse to scope out the Decepticon base?
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Post by Sky-byte on Mar 17, 2008 16:27:19 GMT -5
Who needs security sensors when you're witnessing the screeching and revving first hand?
"If you're going to waste energon, do so elsewhere. Some of us have better things to do!" Sky-Byte glares down from his rooftop perch, hand on hip and a book clenched lightly in his waving claw. Yes, he's still trying to make some sense out of the alien texts and he's graduated from the level of 'Jump <insert unreadable native name>, jump!' to slightly more complicated texts. Only slightly. But now this Autobot--this familiar looking Autobot--has the nerve to disturb his studying. "Get out of here, pipsqueak."
If there's one immediate distinguishing factor between Sky-Byte and his other-worldy counterpart, it's his rather brash and loud mouth--oh yes, and the over-the-top dramatics.
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Post by Long Range on Mar 17, 2008 17:49:52 GMT -5
Someone was making on hell of a racket. Worst of all, it was interfering with Long Range goofing off, an activity where silence is often of paramount importance.
As he comes lumbering closer, he can hear another voice over the ruckus that this other person is making. It sounds like that guy Sky-Byte who he's seen a few times and spoken to a bit. Not a bad sort, and he seems to like his quiet as well...
Its some yellow car thing. Why is some yellow car thing making so much noise? Did it get stung by an electron bee?
"Hey, you, Yellow car thing. Do you have to make so much noise? Some people are trying to relax." He says as he reaches back and scratches one of the artillery cannon barrels on his back.
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Post by Bumblebee-3 on Mar 17, 2008 20:23:31 GMT -5
The Camaro screeches hard as Sky-Byte starts complaining, doing a loud 270o spin, kicking up a dust cloud and causing gravel to spray harmlessly (but annoyingly) in the direction of Sky-Byte, and possibly Long Range.
The engine has died down to a dull rumble as it awaits the blathering of the complaining parties to cease. An uncomfortable pause passes after Long Range has finished complaining.
And then, for two seconds, the Camaro's engine revs. Loudly.
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Post by Sky-byte on Mar 17, 2008 20:45:08 GMT -5
Oh yes, Sky-Byte does like his quiet, but he can appreciate loud too--as long as it's his own. So when Bumblebee begins his screeching, the Predacon is quick to leap off the building and make as if to stalk towards the yellow car. Only to be on the receiving end of a fine dust and debris cloud.
There's a bit of unnecessary coughing before Sky-Byte begins glaring. "Why you--" No words. He just steams. No jokes about steamed shark heads please.
"What are you doing so close to our territory? I'm sure there are plenty of other places to goof around...unless you're trying to spy on us!" he sputters. Anything to get this little miscreant in trouble. Disrespect here, disrespect there, and then disrespect from a little yellow Autobot. He's pounded this one before and he can do it again...could to it again, blasted truce.
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Post by Long Range on Mar 18, 2008 0:16:12 GMT -5
"Spy on us? Isn't he a Decepticon...." Long Range trails off as he comes to the realization that this is one of those Autobots that thier meant to be having a truce with.
His expression hardens, his fists clench and his cannons on his back stand up straighter than they normally do. His old friends, Eye-Fire, who isn't here, or Hot Drop, who isn't even in this universe, would know that this is the time to get him out of here before he does something he shouldn't.
"Leave. Now. Or be ejected." Long Range says in an ice cold voice. Unless Sky-Byte steps in, he won't warn again.
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Post by Bumblebee-3 on Mar 18, 2008 14:18:40 GMT -5
The Camaro considers his situation. He isn't allowed to attack the Decepticons. But self-defense is permitted, surely.
What's more, he's scarcely closer to the base than he was with his meeting with Rodimus. And these Decepticons are going to start the fight on their own!
Automatons that can be easily antagonized into fighting, and yet Rodimus won't mind if he kills them.
Bumblebee has decided he likes this dimension.
The motor revs again.
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Post by Sky-byte on Mar 18, 2008 15:16:06 GMT -5
Two can play at this game of intimidation. Sky-Byte crosses his arms and gives the Camaro a snarling glare.
What sort of sick, twisted dimension produces Autobots that like to bait people? His own dimension only has Autobots-turned-Decepticons that like to bait him.
"Don't touch him yet, Long Range," No, Sky-Byte isn't going to be starting any sort of outright fight when he knows quite well that there's a truce standing. He's not going to be giving <s>Scourge</s> anyone the pleasure of seeing him in hot water with command once again.
"Ahhh...fine! Stay there if you want, but put one little edge of your bumper past our boundaries, you're shark bait!" Back open flips the book, but Sky-Byte can't help but peer over its top at the Autobot once more. "Just what is your group up to anyways?" Sky-Byte doesn't really expect and answer. Think of it more as the Predacon voicing his thought out loud. He does that way too often.
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Post by Long Range on Mar 18, 2008 16:28:44 GMT -5
Long Range stands there and glares. Under normal circumstances, he'd have ripped this piece of filth in two for merely having wandered into his sight, but that damned truce meant he couldn't do anything directly.
//I'm going to warn him once more. If he doesn't move, this place becomes a live fire practice zone for me, and I'm leveling it. Either help me shift him or find another spot to read.// Long Range transmits to Sky-Byte.
"You've got one more chance. Either get out of here, Autobot, or I leave." Long Range says. Theres no smirk or smile to indicate he's being funny or playing a joke, just deathly seriousness rigid in his face.
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Post by Bumblebee-3 on Mar 18, 2008 17:28:32 GMT -5
Move, huh? Bumblebee does so.
His engine revs again, this time shunting forward two feet.
What kind of a thread is 'or I leave,' anyway?
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Post by Sky-byte on Mar 19, 2008 7:34:30 GMT -5
And people think Sky-Byte is touchy.
//Don't you dare open fire!// he snarls back. //Right now, he's still on his side of the boundary lines--//
Bumblebee's abrupt shunt forward brings Sky-Byte's attention squarely back to him. "Why you...quit bring such a ninny! If it's a fight you want, then a fight you'll get - only if you come across. But seeing as you're too hesitant, why can't we just chat like civilized mechs?" Book snaps shut once more.
Oh Sky-Byte can see it now, the results of breaking the truce. It's complete with little chibi images of Starscream, Scourge, and a very K.O'd shark. Where's Long Range's facsimile? Probably off shooting things somewhere, Sky-Byte always gets all the bad luck.
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Post by Long Range on Mar 19, 2008 10:16:48 GMT -5
// I'm artillery Sky-Byte. I'll merely be aiming at the buildings around here, its not my fault if the fool doesn't move and gets caught in the blast.// He says as he turns and starts stomping off.
And he's entirely serious about this. If Sky-byte doesn't move quickly to stop himself somehow, or if Bumblebee doesn't move, this place is going to become one big crater.
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Post by Bumblebee-3 on Mar 19, 2008 14:10:31 GMT -5
Well, talking about it is seriously out for Bumblebee. Offering a chat instead of a fight? Wow, maybe the Decepticons are a bit tougher here but the Predacons seemed to be just as wimpy.
Bumblebee doesn't rev his motor now... he just sits there in his vehicle mode. He turned his engine off, waiting for a reaction from Sky-Byte.
And then Long Range wanders off. Coward.
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Post by Sky-byte on Mar 19, 2008 19:57:28 GMT -5
Wimpy, let's see who's wimpy. Gah, but that little car-bot has the advantage of being the aggressor.
"Wait! Where do you think you're going?" Cue attention being split back to his underling. "You know, if that Autobot gets hurt and you get in trouble for this. It will be on my head?!"
Bah! Troublesome, troublesome, troublesome. Sky-Byte should have just moved to a different perch.
As for Bumblebee's silence, Sky-Byte meets that with two determined, forward steps of his own, though he makes sure not to cross this arbitrary boundary of arbitrary territory. So who wins in a stare-down? A fish or a car?
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Post by Long Range on Mar 20, 2008 7:58:21 GMT -5
Long Range lumbers off, already having a spot in place that he can set up and making the calculations for trajectories.
Sky-Byte apparently thinks its a good idea to stay in an area that Long Range has already said he's going to be turning into a crater. He feels slightly guilty for not having grabbed him by the back of his neck and dragged him away, but he figures he'll be fine if he runs like hell when the shells start dropping.
It'll take him a while to get there, so he might as well try to get Sky-Byte to leave the area.
//Hey Sky-Byte, this is Long Range again. I really suggest you move to someplace else.//
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