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Post by Sentinel Prime on Feb 9, 2011 21:51:21 GMT -5
OOC: Day 30, Open, Event Horizon - please let me know if this is not all right by everyone- - - Just like old times, Sentinel Prime said. He's trying to mean it, as much as he can mean anything. It's more than just the fact that Elita-1 hardcoded a directive into him to act more friendly to Optimus Prime, though that is certainly the driving impetus. It's more than just the fact that these Autobots seem a lot nicer and softer, less inclined to manipulation and backstabbing, and Sentinel Prime is trying to fit in to better his station. On some level, he'd like to forget their old feud, because life sure was a lot more fun when Optimus was a co-conspirator rather than an enemy. So he's been quiet ever since he moved out from the laboratory, slipping into the paranoid vigilance for which Kup named him. Sentinel Prime doesn't carry his broken shield, and he's trying to walk quietly, perhaps hoping to get the drop on another Decepticon like he did Duskwing. He does use cover, creeping around corners, and that's something very him – his natural tendency is usually to run and hide in a crisis. It's been a long time since he was brave enough to tell his comrades he'd cover them and let them run while he held off a horde of spiders. A long time, and yet, didn't he face a tank of Sharkticons? But that gets back to his internal debate about the meaninglessness of his actions, and meaningless or not, actions are what he needs to undertake now, not existential drama. The moment where he's more caught in thought than watchful would be an excellent time to ambush him.
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Post by Optimus Prime on Feb 9, 2011 22:16:29 GMT -5
Optimus sneaks along beside Sentinel, easily falling back into old habits. He'd forgotten what a good team they actually made, it's been so long. He carries his axe in one hand, leaving the other free for grappling or shooting foam. He got lucky with that once, after all.
Peering around a corner, he holds up a hand in the signal to stop. He just spotted an all-too-familiar silhouette. He can't be sure, but he doesn't think she's seen them. It's surprising how sneaky a pair of giant robots can be when they want to be.
//Blackarachnia,// he transmits over the short band to the other Prime. //Talk or fight?//
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Post by Tasha Walker on Feb 9, 2011 23:30:39 GMT -5
Blackarachnia has not yet spied the two Primes, no, but she is being just as cautious as they. Optimus can thank plot-convenient lighting for him spying her first.
Was that movement just around that corner?
She jumps up, transforming as she does so and clings to the ceiling. Slowly, she continues to skitter toward the intersection.
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Post by Waspinator on Feb 10, 2011 1:32:25 GMT -5
And here we find the green and yellow striped Waspinator stalking his prey in its own burrow. Note the purple symbol on his chest that’s warns of danger to lesser creatures. Watch carefully as his distinctive purple optics scan his location as he decides upon the best course of action.
Look! He’s using a stinger to blast at the lock of a door. See how this particular member of species posses a pair of stingers located in the second set of arms. While these smaller limbs look to be vestigial, they are actually highly functional. Ahh, and now we see him demonstrating that amazing proportional strength so commonly seen in terran arthropods as he digs his claws into the crack of the door that protects hid prey in their burrow. We can see as he uses this amazing strength to slowly force the door open just enough to squeeze his body through as he uses his keen sense of seeing what is there to hunt down his quarry.
Note still how he is vigilant and cautious but confident enough to dispense with any stealth as he paces the corridors of the burrow looking for likely quarry.
Little does this little blighter know that just for you viewers at home, we have set him up with not one but two of his favourite prey sources and a fellow competitor just around the corner.
Crikey! Look at him go.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Feb 10, 2011 11:01:09 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime flinches, and he hesitates. He's not entirely clear on what all happened at the asylum. However, after, he did ask Elita-1 to kill Blackarachnia for him, if she ever ran into her, afterward. That was one of his less tactful moves. For his demand, she ended up breaking her download power, maybe for good. Elita-1'll probably be furious with him for holding her to a standard he's not going to hold himself to, and her fury is something he should fear, but it's because of her fury that he can't fear.
//Talk,// Sentinel Prime starts to say. //I don't... like what she's become in any sense, but the Autobots wronged her, and we should offer restitution, like Kup said with Waspi-//
Sentinel Prime pauses, looking off the other way, the opposite direction from what Optimus indicated. He turns around and takes a step back, drawing his broken, web-like shield for whatever it is worth, perhaps ending up back to back with Optimus. //-I think I heard laserfire.//
There's the sting.
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Post by Optimus Prime on Feb 11, 2011 20:28:30 GMT -5
//I've tried talking to her before, but maybe the both of us together will have better luck,// Optimus responds.
//I heard it too. If it's a Decepticon, we're not going to be able to fight them and try to parley with Blackarachnia at the same time.// Especially since said parley is likely to be accompanied by melee.
//We owe it to her to try, though,// he transmits, deploying his battle mask and adjusting his grip on his axe.
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Post by Tasha Walker on Feb 13, 2011 11:39:53 GMT -5
Blackarachnia doesn't like to share, Waspinator. This could end up in a battle of Wasp vs Spider, with both doomed to go unsatisfied as their mutual prey scampers away.
Still clinging to the ceiling, she slowly rounds the corner. Oh look there, it's both of them, looking for all the world like they don't hate each other's circuits and can actually be effective fighting together.
They probably can. The three of them- they were the most promising, had the best careers ahead of them.... if only she hadn't gone along with Sentinel that day! He wouldn't have gone alone, but she was more into him than Optimus at the time. She liked Sentinel's brashness and arrogance more then, but couldn't give up the strength and security she felt from Optimus.
Is it any wonder she finds herself drawn to Scourge?
She tries to drop a webline around them both, to wrap them up together in a perfect little bundle.
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Post by Waspinator on Feb 13, 2011 12:57:54 GMT -5
It was Bumblebot Waspinator really wanted, if the spider really wanted the truck and the other truck all to her self then he would probably cave rather than let them escape. He would still get his revenge albeit second hand but it would also satisfy the part of him that was still Autobot by not having been the one to do the damage. Or he just might fire on all three, he had the most destructive ranged weapon after all. No one would know who killed the spider if her body was smoking scrap.
There was that tiny problem with Waspinator's plans, some of them were mutually exclusive and not many of them were prioritized – oh well.
He rounds the corner, you know the one, and there the party is all waiting for the last guest. Waspinator is a little surprised to see who is waiting but surprise quickly turns to a scheming grin. Rather nonchalantly, he leans against a bulkhead – no not the big green one, a real structural one – and crosses his upper arms. His lower arms hang rather innocently, finger tips however pointed at the prey.
“Awww, two Primez for one Wazzpinator, how generouz. Worked out which izz Primer Prime yet?” He as deliberately drawing attention away from the existence of his other roomie, he didn’t want to piss her off, slag her yes, annoy no.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Feb 14, 2011 11:14:09 GMT -5
//Yeah well,// Sentinel Prime says to Optimus, pausing, //you're lucky you could talk.// Sentinel Prime was more in a frame of mind to deliriously ramble about spoons the last time he saw Blackarachnia.
Then suddenly, there's a webline wrapped around him, whether or not it also grabs Optimus. It's a good thing he's looking away from Optimus, because the tell-tale fear he should be feeling, that immediate panic, just isn't there. It takes him a moment to remember that he's supposed to be afraid of spiders and another moment to go through the motions of putting terror on his face. He doesn't struggle into he web wrapping him. That would be pointless. Instead, Sentinel Prime remembers the shield he's holding, the broken shield, and extends the spikes. Damaged as it is, the spikes come out thin, like the spokes of a wheel, or like needles, but he hopes they'll still be sharp enough to cut the webbing he's stuck in. If they're not sharp enough, he'll go to plan B, just as soon as he figures out what plan B is.
Waspinator. Great. Could they pack the room with more people that Sentinel Prime has personally failed if they tried? Still fiddling with the shield and the webbing, the insult washes over him - something an insult just shouldn't do - but he deadpans, with a bluster and bravado more typical to him, "You'll have to give me a moment, Wasp. Blackarachnia's just stuck on me."
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Post by Optimus Prime on Feb 14, 2011 19:53:57 GMT -5
Blackarachnia is lucky Waspinator isn't female, or the battle of Wasp versus Spider might end with him paralyzing and laying eggs in her.
Unlike Sentinel, Optimus is still very much freaked out by spiders, and he starts struggling immediately when the Decepticon who used to be their best friend lassos them together. He tries bursting the bonds by sheer strength but fails, so he resorts to trying to cut them with his axe. It's an awkward angle and he can sort of just twitch his wrist to move the axe against the webbing, but if he's lucky and persistent, he should be able to cut through before the arthropoid Decepticons finish cleaning both Primes off the walls.
"We don't have to do this, Blackarachnia!" he insists. "You can be an Autobot again! We'll take you back! These people won't dissect you! We-" Incredulous look at Waspinator. "There's no such thing as a Primer Prime! You're just making that up!"
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Post by Tasha Walker on Feb 16, 2011 23:41:58 GMT -5
Both Primes have sharp weapons, but Blackarahnia's webbing holds for the moment. She loops a few more lines around them for good measure, transforms, then pulls hard, jerking both Primes off their feet- and possibly into a sticky webbed heap.
She lets the line go slack. "Are we going to go through that again Optimus? Really, are you so brainwashed by the Great Autobot Machine that you can only spout their rhetoric over and over?"
A long red sword appears in her hand. Waspinator could be part of the scenery, for all she cares.
"Has it never occured to you that I don't want to be an Autobot again?" she snarls as she lunges forward.
Prime Kabobs. Its what's for dinner.
OOC: tripping up Sentinel and Optimus, as well as borrowing from Scourge before the battle approved by the various players.
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Post by Waspinator on Feb 17, 2011 12:52:34 GMT -5
“No, Sargebot made it up so Wazzpinator betz Optimuzz top of claaz, not Sarge”. The three fighting each other were a half decent show, he figured he could learn a bit about how each of them operates in combat, it might come in handy later on. If they all off-lined each other, then he would get his justice without having to lift a finger and he was happy with that. And if one survived well…he had a pair of explosive charges that were supposed to used on the engines bell of the Event Horizon, he was sure that they would be enough to finish off however was left though if he targeted Blackarachnia, he would have to be 100% sure.
For now he was content to merely poke verbally while being a fly wasp on the wall. Blackarachnia did after all have prior history with these two, so alls fair in spurned love and war. Besides, maybe he would get a neato trophy like that axe or Sarge’s shield. Everyone got souvenirs from the battle field right?
OOC: I hope its okay that Waspy snagged a pair of charges for himself that should have been used elsewhere. If not I can modify post no worries.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Feb 17, 2011 13:43:27 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime is tied up by a techno-organic abomination, bundled tight with someone who is not his favourite person in the world, and his old student is deliberately provoking him with unwarranted attacks on Sentinel Prime's academic performance! A screaming mental breakdown would be completely appropriate in such circumstance, he thinks. Appropriate, but not very useful, he thinks, too. In a possible sticky heap on the floor, possibly with not-his-favourite-person-in-the-world, Sentinel Prime struggles with the spikes on his shield, trying to cut his way free. He wrestles at least his neck around so that he can look at Blackarachnia and Waspinator, maybe thinking about the angles he'd need to slam his Skyboom shield into Blackarachnia, ricochet it off her, then into Waspinator, and then he looks back to Optimus Prime. So maybe he's not thinking about shield angles at all? Sentinel Prime is thinking something unthinkable. He gets one hand free, holds it up in a placating gesture, and he says, voice serious, looking back over at Blackarachnia, "Okay so... maybe you do want to turn Cybertron into a war world. Why not?" That's what being a Decepticon means in Sentinel Prime's universe! "But there's another issue here," filibuster, baby, filibuster, "and it is that... uh... I have, personally, ruined the lives of everyone in this hallway." He glances over at Waspinator and then back to Optimus Prime. "I'm sorry. What do you want me to do about it?" There. Sentinel Prime has swallowed his pride and is now choking on it. He doesn't think he could have voiced it if his emotions weren't half-dead. Apologies have never been and never will be his thing. On one level, he's just saying something shocking and utterly unlike him in a weak attempt to distract the two super-powerful Decepticons who are trying to kill him and that other guy. On one level, Sentinel Prime is a manipulative little glitch who wants to see what kind of emotional tweaks he can get out of this. On one level, he just wants people to stop bothering him about his past screw-ups! He just wants to say some meaningless words and make it all go away! On one level... Sentinel Prime really is sorry, as purely sincere about it as he ever can be, and like Kup told him, he knows it is his duty to make it right. Duty is a serious thing with him. He's no shining Galahad, and he never will be, no unstained knight with saintly motives, but he's not a Black Knight, either, entirely devoid of redeeming qualities, however deeply buried and scanty as his might be. Speaking of choking, Blackarachnia's lunge catches him hard in the torso, and he coughs up a splatter of energon. Hk-kt. - - - OOC: I'd say it is up to admin whether or not Waspinator would have extra bombs.
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Post by Optimus Prime on Feb 17, 2011 19:43:50 GMT -5
Optimus tumbles into a heap with Sentinel.
"I'm not brainwashed and I'm not just spouting rhetoric! You think I don't know how things were back home? What I'm trying to tell you is the Autobots here are different! Every time we tell them about how things worked back home, they're appalled! You don't have to be a Decepticon! Neither of you do!" he pleads, sparing a glance for Waspinator. "And I don't see why you would want to," he finishes, frowning disapprovingly at Blackarachnia.
And then Sentinel Prime apologizes. Somewhere, demons are complaining about the unseasonably cold weather. "I . . . we all bear responsibility for what happened, Sentinel. I was the senior cadet, I should have fought harder against us going at all. And then . . . Blackarachnia . . . Elita, I thought you were dead! Was I supposed to sacrifice Sentinel's life too so we could retrieve your corpse?" The Prime's voice cracks and then he hears something else crack when the spider lunges at her victims. He winces.
"Fine! So you want to be a Decepticon now, and fight against the oppressive Autobot regime? Is this how Decepticons fight, immobilizing their enemies and then toying with them until they die? Last I checked, big mean Decepticons should have no problem taking on multiple Autobots in combat without having to tie them up."
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Post by Tasha Walker on Feb 18, 2011 20:18:07 GMT -5
There is a small part of Blackarachnia that glees over the way her borrowed sword slides into Sentinel, the part of her that has been twisted by so many stellar cycles of hate and perceived betrayal. A larger part of herself is disgusted at that wicked pleasure. She so proudly agreed with Scourge that she was a Decepticon; perhaps she is more so one that even she realized.
Overall, though, she is startled still by Sentinel's apology. "Sorry?"
"You? Sorry?!?" For a moment there is a very Elita-like look of amazement and longing on her face.
Does it matter? If she lets it matter, what does that say about her, about everything she's done and will do in the name of revenge? Can she live with what she's done, the people she's hurt? Can she accept that she's the one in the wrong?
No.
"Not good enough!" she snaps, yanking the Sword of Fury Lite out of Sentinel, making sure to twist it just so, just like Scourge taught her. The motion also cuts through a good bit of webbing as she turns on Optimus.
"And I never said I wanted to be a Deception either! I just want to be me, not this freak I became because of you!"
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