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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on May 12, 2011 19:41:30 GMT -5
Impactor is a zombie. 'Profane' is something of a given.
He smirks as Sentinel rants about using weaknesses. He considers. Will he use Sentinel's weaknesses against him?
He nods. "Yeah. Probably," he admits. "Training's a good time to work against your weaknesses."
A couple of days later...
Of course, it's also good to practice your strengths to keep them strengths. They're back under the dam and surrounded by animated gadgets and gizmos, but this time their own scale is off. In truth, the simulation is set to provide ultra-huge, feral iPods and cell phones and Zunes, with the setting scaled up appropriately. It's a way to give the impression that Sentinel and Impactor have been shrunk to the point that they're Real Gear sized to the Real Gear.
"The challenge here ain't the size of the targets but just making those attacks when you've got distractions," Impactor explains as a Canon digital camera attempts to stomp on Sentinel.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on May 13, 2011 9:12:25 GMT -5
Impactor could be a blessed, holy Deathless, like an Elf!
Yeah, right, no.
"This is not what I meant," Sentinel Prime mutters, transforming to truck mode to quickly roll out of the way of a foot coming down at him fast and hard. (If he ever goes to the planet from Child's Play, he'll thank Impactor. Maybe.)
Okay, maybe Animated Blackout is this big, but there aren't a trillion of him! The fact that there used to be a whole brigade like him was usually enough to scare new recruits, Sentinel Prime recalls. Then they clashed with the Wreckers, and Blackout was the only survivor on either side.
Sentinel Prime looks sidelong at Impactor, thinks about his own reality, and he wonders if maybe there's a ghost ship of zombie Wreckers out there somewhere. He wouldn't put it past his people. He's starting to think that there is nothing he would not put past them.
He looks at the slope of one of those huge feet and gets a crazy idea based off the vampire-killing sim. Sentinel Prime tries to ramp up it, transform, and then lance a Zune in the torso. But does the physics engine of this sim accommodate such stunts?
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on May 13, 2011 17:43:38 GMT -5
Of course it's going to accommodate such stunts! Because a stunt like that would be awesome, and an action's chance of success is directly influenced by how awesome it would be! The Zune is impaled and stumbles back, falling into a Wiimote which also topples into the ground.
Impactor walks back and forth and nods with approval at the stunt. "The point isn't to 'win' here. It's to get better." Then he smirks. "Winning wouldn't be bad, mind you. But I'm not really expecting it." An insult? Not really. Impactor himself has run plenty of training exercises that he didn't 'win,' couldn't 'win.' Better to fail in training than on the battlefield.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on May 13, 2011 18:23:34 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime then climbs up so that he's standing on the shoulders of the toppling Zune, yanks his lances out, and jumps off, flinging himself and the lance at an iPod. He starts to contradict Impactor for the sake of contradicting Impactor, and then he catches himself. Then Sentinel Prime contradicts Impactor with something worth saying, "No. We can win this. They're too big to follow you down your tunnels, and they still can't pop my shield. We'll have to be canny about it, get them alone and take them out one by one by ambush, but we can do it."
Why the slag did he spend all that time in those tactics and strategy classes? To get pasted by giant Zunes? He doesn't think so!
Now let's hope Sentinel Prime nails this iPod and lives to get to the rest of what he was saying.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on May 13, 2011 21:46:47 GMT -5
Impactor smirks. "Yeah, but who says I'm helping?" Then his smile turns less mocking and he folds up into vehicle mode. He starts his drill up and tips forward, drilling into the left foot of the nearest laptop before tunneling into the ground beneath it.
It's always the left foot.
Meanwhile, the iPod is lanced in the head. It collapses to the ground in a pile.
"You coming or not?" comes Impactor's voice from the hole in the ground.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on May 14, 2011 8:07:26 GMT -5
"Yeah, if you're not helping, I'm fragged," Sentinel Prime admits grimly. Hordes of Zunes? Okay. Hordes of Zunes+Impactor? Insurmountable. It's funny how that works.
He dives off of the iPod before it can topple on top of him, and he follows away Impactor. Sentinel Prime puts the shield on his back to cover behind him, perhaps still too trusting that Impactor won't turn on him and attack from the front.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on May 14, 2011 20:10:42 GMT -5
"Good to hear you know that," Impactor answers, tone almost smug. He turns up, starting to tunnel once more to the surface, this time heading towards the thick of things. He actually won't surface entirely. No, he'll undermine a section, let a few of Zunes fall in, and then he and Sentinel can pick out the smaller number of them.
But it'll be long-going. There are a lot of Zunes...
OOC: Wrap.
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