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Post by Rook on Mar 16, 2012 18:03:10 GMT -5
"We know what triggered the change, yes. There was an incident with some sort of supernatural planetary 'life force' during the recent submarine mission. The good news is that the Autobots were also affected," Rook says, nodding slightly.
He caught that tone, Shockwave. He dearly wishes High Command was not working at cross-purposes to itself. If Shockwave, Starscream, and Scourge could all just be one big happy Decepticon family, they could hurry up and crush the Autobots, conquer Earth, and set Rook up as supreme overlord of the human slave population with a cellar of fine wines. Clearly, the three of them need someone to mediate between them. A diplomat, if you will. Or, failing that, one of them needs to be maneuvered into a position of unassailable strength so the other two fall into line and they can get something done. That cellar of fine wines isn't going to just magically appear, you know.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Mar 17, 2012 9:42:47 GMT -5
“I have told him what and who he truly is, but I suspect he may think me a bit of a... nut,” Phobia says with a slight shrug. “Neither his name nor his past with us seem to have triggered any memories but he does seem to recognize me on some level.”
“Oh, that is... terribly peculiar,” he says in response to Rook’s explanation of the situation. “Any hopes of reversing the change yet?”
Rook, you are a robot and also normally a crow. What are you even going to do with all of that fine wine?
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Post by Victoria Raines on Mar 19, 2012 11:46:05 GMT -5
"Hmmm."
Victoria brushes a strand of hair out of her face. "Some of us are more deeply imbedded in the human seeming than others. Without prompting, he may never remember exactly who is is, even if he accepts your words."
"Perhaps we should schedule a meeting."
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Post by Rook on Mar 19, 2012 20:40:28 GMT -5
Obviously he is going to use his beak and claws to bend a piece of wire into a primitive corkscrew, open all the bottles, pour the wine out into a big vat, and then burn it all, harvesting the chemical energy to make high-grade energon. Which he will then store in the wine bottles. That is what robot crows do.1 It is obscenely decadent.
"Rampage thinks you're mentally unstable. Well then," Rook rumbles, allowing himself a smile small behind his shades.
"I'm given to understand that we have our best people working on it," he says, looking to Madame Shockwave. "And yes, a meeting might be wise. We'd best keep him where we can see him."
1. Then they brag about their energon cellar whenever they have company over.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Mar 20, 2012 14:57:23 GMT -5
“Well, he still kills people for fun- a rather worrying habit considering our current situation,” Phobia remarks with a rather bemused look. “He normally comes around at midday. I shall see if I can convince him to agree to such an arrangement.”
“What manner of prompting would you propose?” he asks, after a moment of consideration. It’s the only protective impulse he lets himself give into. Easily disguised as a purely scientific interest, considering his real job.
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Post by Victoria Raines on Mar 21, 2012 11:20:32 GMT -5
"The method would depend upon his behavior and reactions," Victoria says with a shrug, "As you say, he is unstable and prone to violence. A prodding that encourage the more Rampage-like aspects of himself to surface would likely serve well."
"Does he have a methodology for choosing his victims?"
Because Victoria is not above setting up a killing to get one of her own back, insane or no. It may be decided that Rampage is too high risk, and if so he will be dealt with. But she will make that decision, not the human authorities.
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Post by Rook on Mar 21, 2012 19:21:23 GMT -5
Rook removes his sunglasses to just stare at the cycleformer in human flesh. "Am I to understand that you have been meeting Rampage for lunch?" he asks, a bit of his normal accent and tone creeping into his voice.
"If we know the pattern to his serial killings, procuring an acceptable victim should be simple," he says, resuming his basso rumble as he pulls a handkerchief from his breast pocket, rubs it over his sunglasses, and replaces them. He makes a quick visual scan of their surroundings, just in case. They are talking about murder, after all. It wouldn't do to be overheard.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Mar 21, 2012 19:57:09 GMT -5
“No methodology in picking his victims that I have seen,” Phobia says, carefully keeping his voice even. “He did eat eat a random group of teenagers in rusty factory. Not particularly picky.” Or hygienic for that matter.
“Occasionally,” he answers Rook with a quiet nod. “His human persona has become a bit obsessed with me. As I have mentioned, he seems to recognize me on some level, but what it translates into is decidedly a bit odd. I thought it prudent to keep him under watch and it was practical to agree to such things.”
Inwardly, Phobia isn’t sure how he’s managing to hold up the facade. Here they were, talking about trying to bring Rampage back- and Rook seems to have figured out their not entirely professional relationship. There was a lot to panic over right about now.
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Post by Victoria Raines on Mar 22, 2012 20:53:38 GMT -5
Victoria tilts her head, watching Pierce closely as he talks of Rampage. After a moment's consideration she says, "He is obsessed with you, recognizes you though he does not know you, and keeps company with you on a regular basis, and this all translates into something 'rather odd'."
"Hmm."
"Tell me Phobia, how do you expect Rampage to react when you tell him that his commander wishes to see him? Or how he would react to an entrapment, if we must resort to such? You are an empath, and apparently much in his company. Surely you might give us a reasonably accurate assessment."
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Post by Rook on Mar 23, 2012 19:03:09 GMT -5
"I do hope you've been disposing of the bodies. We don't want the authorities taking an interesting in any of us," Rook chides. If Phobia needs quicklime, Rook can totally hook him up.
The diplomat-turned-deep-cover-spy frowns. "We should have done a full psych profile on Rampage when we had the chance. There's more going on with that one than meets the eye."
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Mar 24, 2012 11:28:07 GMT -5
“I believe he’d be rather surprised to find out he has commander, my lord,” Pierce says, inclining his head slightly. “That said, I do not believe he would resort to any violent measures so long as I am there.”
“Unfortunately in spite of my recommendations, he insists on putting them on... display. I am not one to argue over freshly dead corpses,” what with the potential to become one of said freshly dead corpses. He had gotten rid of the tools and he did bring gloves (Pierce brought disposable gloves everywhere), but there just wasn’t much he could do to convince someone who didn’t want to be convinced. Really, so juvenile.
Another issue is the fact that one of his victims were up and walking about, but he gets the joy of finding that out three days in the future.
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Post by Victoria Raines on Mar 25, 2012 10:45:46 GMT -5
Victoria's expression does not betray her thoughts when Pierce speaks or Rampage's predilections. She does, however, murmur, "Ah. So that was him."
This could be problematic. She cannot risk a personal contact with the cannibalistic crab.
"Rook will maintain contact with you. The two of you should coordinate a meeting with Rampage." Victoria looks at Rook, "We will attempt to salvage him first, start with a less dramatic contact. If that is not possible, we may have to take steps."
"You may make your plans for this as you see fit, Rook."
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Post by Rook on Mar 25, 2012 15:05:39 GMT -5
"If he does become violent, he'll find out I'm metal on the inside. His strength is within normal human bounds, I trust?"
"As you wish, Madame," Rook says, bowing formally.
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Mar 25, 2012 19:30:22 GMT -5
“Yes my lord,” Pierce answers with a bow to Shockwave.
“From what I have seen, that seems to be that case, sir,” he nods to Rook, looking mildly surprised. Well, that might explain why he was able to feel Rook clearer than everyone else so far. How strange.
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Post by Victoria Raines on Mar 26, 2012 20:05:03 GMT -5
"Excellent. I shall leave the particulars to the two of you."
Victoria looks down at her watch. "We should probably not keep you much longer. I doubt your coworkers are used to you taking your breaks on the roof."
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