Misfire
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The Chamberlain, His Incomparable Immensity, Emperor Misfire. The Accidental Butcher of Anyone He Wasn't Aiming At
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Post by Misfire on Apr 12, 2008 23:52:00 GMT -5
Happens sometime after the Prodigal Returneth.
So, Misfire was currently still stuck in a room with all the other recent arrivals. Which meant two crazy cars and whatever the frag that tiny, spiky, fishy things was.
Needless to say, Misfire was not spending a lot of time in that room.
Instead he's wandering the halls of the Decepticon base, committing it's twists and turns to memory. Aimless is with him, of course; why walk when you can be carried, after all, and finding something to do on his own would take too much effort.
Oh, hey, is that the training room someone mentioned? Maybe he can get in some practice....
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Post by Long Range on Apr 13, 2008 3:18:07 GMT -5
Misfire seems to have forgotten about the largest mech currently rooming with him. It may have something to do with the fact that Long range has been out having long catch up talks with Eye-Fire, who has in turn been doing some far reaching patrols.
It might also be down to the fact that Long Range still doesn't know the lay out of the base very well and hasn't actually been in the new arrivals room very much. He's settled for bunking down near the base entrance in his alt mode as its very hard for someone to shout at him for sleeping in front of the base when its hard to tell he's asleep at all.
Right now he's trying to find the Training room as well, he wants to let rip and blast things that look distinctly Autobot without people yelling at him. The Holographic training room should do the job.
Turning a corner, he sees an unfamiliar mech come down his way, who might just now the way. If not, well, they can be lost together.
"Hey there, I don't think I've talked to you before." he says as he raises his hand and waves.
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Post by Sable Conolly on Apr 13, 2008 9:53:30 GMT -5
Scourge is headed toward the training room, looking to get in some sword katas, perhaps.
He has a few vague bits of information about Misfire and Long Range, but his information on the two is not nearly as complete as he would like it to be. So his purposeful strides come to a halt behind the two of them, and he asks, "Looking for something? Perhaps I may be of assistance."
Scourge knows what he looks like, and he knows that he may be in for some comments about his looks and possibly some drawn weapons. They can choke on his exhaust, for all that he cares. Scourge does adds, tone careless, "My name is Scourge - the Decepticon one."
That should, at least, head off the chance of them calling him something stupid. Scourge does not list his rank. If they don't know it, he's not telling them.
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Post by Needlenose on Apr 13, 2008 13:26:48 GMT -5
My, my, my. What is this- a gathering at the training room?
Needlenose is not here to go to the training room. No, he's here because he's heard rumors that someone he's looking for was headed in this direction.
Of course, there's someone else on that trail, and the Mayhem expects him to arrive any moment now.
Needlenose approaches the group, a slight bounce to his step, his Nebulans attached to his hips by their magnetic holsters. His antennae are perked up cheerfully, and his optics are crinkled at the edges, suggesting a wide smile.
"Why, hello, hello, all! Scourge, Long Range," meaningful pause. Needlenose looks right at the other Targetmaster, and his antennae tilt backwards just a little. "Misfire."
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Post by Spinister on Apr 13, 2008 13:28:30 GMT -5
From just around the corner and entirely the other direction, there appears a gaudy cyan, magenta, and grape form. There were no footfalls to announce his coming, he is simply there. There is a Nebulan in gun form attached to either side platform and tucked back.
Spinister sidles up to Misfire, the side opposite to Needlenose, and his overall posture is genial, but there's always that edge to him, even when he's being purposefully friendly. Painting a smilie face on a knife won't dull it.
Spinister greets, voice quite, "Lord Scourge," so much for Scourge not mentioning his rank, "Long Range, and," he pauses, "Misfire." He tilts his head to one side and asks of the jet, "Is Aimless well?"
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Misfire
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The Chamberlain, His Incomparable Immensity, Emperor Misfire. The Accidental Butcher of Anyone He Wasn't Aiming At
Improving. Honest!
Posts: 449
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Post by Misfire on Apr 13, 2008 14:08:34 GMT -5
Misfire didn't forget Long Range; Misfire simple hasn't dealt with him yet. After all, the jet only just arrived a few days ago, and he's been up patrolling the skies most of that time.
"Oh, hi," he looks way up, "I'm Misfire. Just arrived here a few days ago. Getting my bearings and all that."
Aimless chimes in, What the heck do they feed these people? Someone mixing some of that Miracle Grow stuff into the rations?
You should be used to it by now, Aimless.
Internal grumbling. well, 'm not. I... "Holy shi- shishkebab!"
Misfire blanches-that is the only way to really describe the look on Misfire's face at the moment- at Aimless's outburst, so inconveniently timed as he turned to greet Scourge. At least it very obviously did not come from Misfire's mouth. The Targetmaster stats to apologize and gets so far as a "I'm s..." before first Needlenose and then Spinister appear. Spinister? Ohnonono....
Misfire is somehow managing to not collapse into a fearful pile He's scared almost out of his plating, but if he shows that things might go worse. He nods at Needlenose, then glances at Spinister "I...Aimless is fine, Spinister, he...did you say Lord Scourge?"
This is Misfire, desperately wishing for the floor to open up and swallow him. Screw the brave front.
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Post by Long Range on Apr 13, 2008 15:30:43 GMT -5
"Hello Scourge.... Needlenose and Spinister, isn't it?" Long Range says as he slowly turns to face Scourge. No, he doesn't care most would think it a bad idea to turn his back on Spinister.
Long Range not exploding at Scourge's looks is thanks to the talk Eye-Fire had with him. Thats also how he knows the two Mayhems names, and a bit about all three of them.
... and Misfire appears to have lost it for no good reason. Sure, he was told that Spinister can be a pretty creepy mech when he wants to be and Needlenose is not to be messed with either. Scourges looks might be throwing Misfire off, but he doubts its just that.
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Post by Sable Conolly on Apr 13, 2008 15:58:38 GMT -5
Spinister's formality is just a bit weird for Scourge. Oh, he certainly enjoys having a fancy title, but he's used to a more military system, without the political titles. Scourge is certainly amused by Misfire's inquiry about said title to Spinister.
He can deal with their fear, if it means they know their place. Misfire, however, is not in his division - nor is Aimless, who would appear to be Misfire's weapon. What is with these people? Can't manage video radio, but they all have talking guns.
Scourge explains, voice deceptively light, "I am a division head, Misfire. That would be Spinister's meaning."
He then steps aside, perhaps a little closer to the behemoth, to leave the Mayhems to the jet that is almost assuredly their prey.
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Post by Needlenose on Apr 13, 2008 16:28:13 GMT -5
Ah, good. Now see? See? This is someone who knows how to react around Mayhems.
"Hey, Misfire. We'd heard the reports of your arrival - another Targetmaster and whatnot, probably from our reality - and we said, 'You know, we ought to both turn out to give Misfire a proper welcome. The both of us!'" He turns to Spinister.
"Didn't we, Spinister?"
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Post by Spinister on Apr 13, 2008 18:01:03 GMT -5
Spinister nods cheerily to Needlenose. He comments amiably, "Think my partners'd kill to see another Nebulan."
"A female Nebulan," Singe corrects.
Spinister waves a hand dismissively and continues, "We do need to interview you. Security reasons."
Of course, everyone has to be interviewed for security reasons. It's a standard procedure. There's no harm in having a little fun at Misfire's expense, is there?
He gestures down the hall, away from the training room, and suggests in such a way that it is not a suggestion at all, "Somewhere more private?"
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Misfire
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The Chamberlain, His Incomparable Immensity, Emperor Misfire. The Accidental Butcher of Anyone He Wasn't Aiming At
Improving. Honest!
Posts: 449
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Post by Misfire on Apr 13, 2008 21:15:51 GMT -5
Misfire might one day take Long Range aside and explain to him exactly what Mayhems are and exactly why being scared of them is a really Good Idea&trade . As it is, Misfire isn't particularly concerned about Long Range's educational gaps at the moment.
He's too busy processing that Aimless insulted a superior (nevermind that it wasn't exactly obvious; it was obvious to Misfire), and that the Mayhems want to talk to him. And why is Needlenose acting like that? Needlenose briefed Misfire orginally and...then Spinister's comments register.
"Private?" More private than this, yes, and the both of them...this is why Needlenose is being misleading- it's an excuse. Of course, Misfire was told he'd be interviewed. But he wasn't told he'd be interviewed by his nightmares. "Sure, we...we can do that."
Misfire really wishes he knew where these two were pulled from so he'd know if he accidentally shot them or any of their friends.
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Post by Long Range on Apr 14, 2008 0:53:58 GMT -5
Seeing as he's not getting directions he might as well hunker down until he does. Taking a step back and turning to the one side, he leans back on the wall crossing his arms under the first slope of armor on his chest.
He's fine to just relax and let everything play out until he gets instructions. The wall creaks slightly a he puts his weight agianst it, a possible sign that they don't want him leaning agianst it too long should he buckle it.
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Post by Sable Conolly on Apr 14, 2008 7:37:07 GMT -5
The Mayhems seems to be quite intent on transmuting Misfire into a gelatin replica of himself. He cross his arms and looks up at Long Range speculatively, inquiring, "Where were you headed?"
Perhaps Scourge can actually be of some use. Rather than being cooped up inside a base and doing nothing, he might actually be cooped up inside a base and doing something.
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Post by Needlenose on Apr 14, 2008 8:47:49 GMT -5
"Right this way, then!" Needlenose proclaims cheerfully as he starts to walk down the hall. "Right this way!"
Before he leaves, he does turn and offer a flashy bow towards Scourge. "Lord Scourge?" Then he straightens, looks towards Long Range, and cheerfully taps his forhead in a very casual salute, "Long Range? Good solar-cycle to you both!" And with that he turns to lead the others off.
OOC: Shall we move the Misfire/Spinister/Needlenose conversation else-thread, and leave Scourge and Long Range to interact here?
OOC: Needlenose's player had forgotten about some of the stuff concerning the briefing, however, the excuse that he's just trying to confuse and frighten Misfire all the more by pretending works wonderfully. Thanks for covering my afterburners, Misfire!
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Post by Spinister on Apr 14, 2008 9:05:41 GMT -5
Spinister follows up behind Misfire, ever the silent enforcer. Should the jet wish to run, his path will be barred. of course, Spinister merely being there implies that perhaps Misfire would have reason to run, and if Misfire didn't have a reason to run, perhaps he will be considering one now.
Golly, why didn't Spinister do an interview with Needlenose before? This is fun.
Assuming that Misfire does move along, Spinister gives a parting bow to Scourge.
OOC: Sounds good to me.
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