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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Dec 25, 2011 16:00:44 GMT -5
Impactor scowls. "Why the blazes can't you just say what you mean?" he snaps. "It ain't enough that the rest of us are here, among Transformers, still stuck speaking some alien's language for a hand full of folks from the few realities where Transformers ain't Cybertronian, we also gotta learn that alien species whole pop culture just to figure out what you're constantly referencing, and then have to make random guesses on how the hell it applies to the current situation?" Impactor would be the sort to expect that if someone wants to move to his country they'd better learn his language, never mind that no one is in this reality by choice. "Of course we're gonna 'beware of traitors.' If that's all you're trying to say, seems a pretty round about way to state the obvious!"
The name is still bugging Impactor, but he's already decided to search the database for it later.
Then he turns back to the move and catches sight of the make-out scene in progress, and he growls. "What the Pit kind of holo is this? Get back to the fighting!" he yells.
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Post by Pee-Dee on Jan 1, 2012 12:36:41 GMT -5
Fortunately for her, drinking makes Pee-Dee mellower. It's why she heads straight for a bottle when she turns in her badge.
"No," she says to Xaaron. "Who was I talking to?"
Then Impactor goes off on her, and her optics jump towards white. When they fade back down to their usual red, she leans forward and jabs a finger at the zombie. "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a darn1 if you can understand the words coming out of my mouth2. What can you expect from filthy little heathens?3"
She shrugs, then looks at Xaaron. "You're trying to learn my language. I will tell you when you're getting it drastically wrong. If you don't want that, tell me; I'll stop."
1. Gone With the Wind 2. Rush Hour 3. Pocahontas
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jan 2, 2012 22:07:49 GMT -5
"Not me. I'm happy to learn. Impactor. But he doesn't speak teevee, and he doesn't have the background to be inclined to learn it," Emirate Xaaron admits. "If you can't gut someone with it, it's just not that exciting to you, isn't that so, my dear?"
Emirate Xaaron tries to nudge Impactor with his elbow.
And then a Consu guts the pretty racecar, so the pickup tears off the Consu's face. Headshot? Probably. Emirate Xaaron takes a drink.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jan 3, 2012 19:29:18 GMT -5
Impactor snorts and smirks faintly. "Understood that," he mutters, taking another drink regardless of whether they're at a spot where he's supposed to or not. He stopped paying attention at the make-out scene.
He snarls, however, as he's elbowed, and he attempts to elbow back rather more forcefully. "Who the hell're you calling 'dear'?! I ain't a dear, yours or anyone else's!" He also casts a glare in Pee-Dee's direction, since he's guilty of the same crime (minus the elbow nudging).
At the face tearing, he swallows another drink, then frowns at his mug - things' getting empty.
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Post by Pee-Dee on Jan 5, 2012 22:42:11 GMT -5
Pee-Dee makes a disgusted sound at the teevee. "This is why you don't kiss around in the middle of a fight!"
Except when you do. Look, if it's stupid and it works, it's not stupid.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jan 7, 2012 22:14:56 GMT -5
"Hmm, that's sort of like what Uhura said to Sulu. 'I'll protect you, fair maiden.' "Sorry, neither,'" Emirate Xaaron observes. "But you are my old friend." He's pretty insistent on that point. "It's a holo. I think every holo has to have a makeout scene. Some bylaw or such."
Ohnoes, the Consu are trying to take down the shield generator that the truck and the racecar were supposed to be guarding!
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jan 11, 2012 18:52:34 GMT -5
Impactor just glowers at Emirate over the 'old friend' discussion, but his response is to the Emirate's point. He shrugs and grunts. "Naw, I know I've seen holos without makeout scenes." Impactor's fairly certain on this point, because he tends to avoid them if he knows they involve makeout scenes.
This means that he's seen rather few of the more... creative re-interpretations of the Wreckers' adventures, but that's probably for the best, because someone would get hurt if he'd seen those.
The scene shifts, and Triton is once more trying to stall the meeting. He's insisting that they need to break so that someone can check the hatchlings, but this time Megatron refuses to allow the delay, insisting that Shockwave can be sent to check on them.
"Hatchlings?!" Impactor exclaims, then takes three drinks. Because that bit of needlessly obstructiveness was just too weird for one drink.
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Post by Pee-Dee on Jan 12, 2012 23:36:13 GMT -5
Pee-Dee squints at the movie. "Yeah, because Shockwave getting face-hugged is going to go so well for anybody." She takes a long drink of her cube. "Hey, does that mean Skyblast's Hellbender is what happens when one of Shockwave's death-worms gets face-hugged?"
The scene lingers on Megatron's claws raking through a bit of decorative metalwork, before cutting back to Beta and her troops.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jan 15, 2012 21:27:27 GMT -5
"Uh. I think hatchlings are just the juvenile form of their kind, before they put on more mass," Emirate Xaaron says, rather bewildered by Pee-Dee's digression.
He has not seen the Alien series yet.
"Sort of like if Micromasters could binge eat on steel and then transform into full-size robots?"
Yeah, this makes no sense to Emirate Xaaron, either.
The green truck is managing to hold the shield generator but barely. Beta is fighting her way through orders to try to bring him back up.
Emirate Xaaron finishes his drink.
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jan 15, 2012 22:13:36 GMT -5
Impactor probably wouldn't have been able to process Pee-Dee's observation under the best of circumstances, and even if he could have, he's now had far too much energon for it. After all, he did have ahead start on the others as far as drinking goes.
Not that what Emirate Xaaron said makes much more sense.
Impactor stares at him for a moment, then shakes his head and finishes his cube, muttering, "I'm either too sober or too drunk for this flick, and I ain't sure which."
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Post by Pee-Dee on Jan 17, 2012 19:03:46 GMT -5
"It's fun to have fun, but you have to know how," Pee-Dee says solemnly in Impactor's general direction. Then she giggles and takes another long draft from her cube.
At this point, she's drinking because now seems like a good time to drink. Also, there is fighting going on! Awesome fighting! With an over-abundance of bullet time that makes it kind of trippy to watch!
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jan 18, 2012 23:14:16 GMT -5
"Too sober, darling," Emirate Xaaron decides for Impactor. He wanders off for a moment to get everyone more drinks.
He drops off Pee-Dee's first, then Impactor's, and then he sits himself back down and attempts to lean slightly against Impactor. There is nothing deliberate or considered about his actions.
Beta manages to make it into the other side of the shield generator station.
There is a Consu ambush waiting for her in the dark.
Cut to the Consu Queen. She is pleased. "So it seems that Triton's information was accurate. Beta will fall."
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Post by Impactor/"Imp" on Jan 19, 2012 18:46:40 GMT -5
Apparently, however, Impactor is not sober enough to notice he's been called "darling" again. "I know how to have fun," he argues, accepting the new cube from the Emirate. "It just doesn't involve watching other people kill things."
No. It involves killing things himself.
He doesn't seem to have noticed Xaaron leaning against him, but then, his senses are duller than they used to be when he was alive.
He takes another long drink.
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Post by Pee-Dee on Jan 21, 2012 15:11:45 GMT -5
"Ain't looking for nothing but a good time, an' it don't get better than this.1" Pee-Dee smiles at Xaaron when he brings her the cube, then nestles deeper into the chair with it. Her optics dim, lighten, dim again, before settling somewhere in between her normal brightness and full black.
"Nothing But a Good Time", Poison
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Jan 25, 2012 12:59:53 GMT -5
Cutscene back to the Council.
In a moment of massive frustration, Megatron guts Triton.
Sickly-purple Consu fuel spills out of him, revealing that he has been taking evil alien bribes.
Optimus Prime arrives at just this moment, facepalms, and demands, "Megatron, what have I told you about killing politicians?"
Megatron stares grimly at the traitor's body and hisses, "And yet, my methods work."
Emirate Xaaron stares and takes a drink.
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