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Post by Breakaway on Sept 9, 2012 10:35:38 GMT -5
"You're talking about the queen's ship from the first one right? That's a civilian pleasure yacht, I doubt stealth was in the design specs. They probably never thought they'd have to run it through a blockade," Brock chimes in as he gets up to throw away the trash from his lunch.
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Post by Farlane/Faye Fairlane on Sept 11, 2012 17:18:46 GMT -5
“Yeah, the first movie!” Faye nods at Brock.
“It’s supposed to say ‘Hey look at me!’, I mean, generally ships like those are used for diplomatic missions, not stealth missions like Brock says. Stealthy ships just aren’t so stupendously ostentatious, plus I think popping into existence in foreign space probably won’t give your potential allies a very good impression.” This could have dissolved into a hot debate about stealth in space but since everyone here is from Transformers, stealth in space was pretty much a given.
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Post by Mayday/Maddox Wayne on Sept 12, 2012 17:44:08 GMT -5
Maddox twiddles his fingers, now that his hot dog is complete, watching them so that he doesn't have to make eye contact with anyone. He nods at Samuel. "Yeah, I have a lot. I like to build ships. Er. Model ships. Because... yeah."
He glances up at the sky a little longingly. His lovely Event Horizon is up there, and oh how he'd love to go home.
Mayday makes a face at Faye and Brock. "I'd never want to fly in a ship that screams 'please shoot me!' like that. You can make things that are pretty and practical."
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Post by Skid-Z on Sept 14, 2012 11:29:14 GMT -5
Samuel grins at Maddox, "Model ships... because we don't have space ship factories, I suppose?" He jokes because he has the impression that this guy would be delighted to work on building spaceships, "perhaps now with those robots around government and corporates can start something on that. It'd be neat."
He joins the conversation about the Naboo cruiser, "Overall, I'd think it would be expensive and unrealistic to give every ship topnotch components just to prepare for any situation. The cruiser is pretty, although the location of the quarters and the bridge would make me a bit nervous, being at the front and all."
With his food gone and soda-can empty, Samuel is instantly accosted by the hyperactive dog rearing to go after this forced break. "Heh, whoops. Hey guys, guess my lunch is over..." He's gonna try and get up without tripping over a hound.
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Post by Breakaway on Sept 22, 2012 13:24:51 GMT -5
"I think it's going to take something pretty major for any of the current space programs, private or public, to start doing anything more significant than building better shuttles to get back and forth to the moon colony. The robots have pretty much been fighting each other so far. If they were to attack Earth directly, people might band together to build a fleet for a retaliatory strike on their homeworld, maybe," Brock opines. Of course, with Ship orbiting in stealth mode somewhere up there, the Decepticons could start vaporizing major cities on a whim for as long as their energon stores held out. He really hopes they don't.
"See you around, Sammy. Nice chatting with you," Brock says, raising a hand to give a casual wave.
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Post by Farlane/Faye Fairlane on Sept 28, 2012 16:57:12 GMT -5
“Well I’d fly a ship like that, but only for a pleasure cruise.” Faye’s grin is really rather devious here.
“There’s probably a program starting up somewhere in regards to pre-emptive space-ship building. I mean, like, hello? Space robots? It’s kind of late though,” the pink haired man shrugs idly.
“See ya!” he says to Samuel and his dog.
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Post by Mayday/Maddox Wayne on Sept 29, 2012 20:39:14 GMT -5
Maddox makes a squeaky noise of confusion at Faye, then dissolves into sighs of dramatic woe, dropping his head to the table - though he makes sure to rest his forehead on a wet wipe from his container, because ew, public outdoor wooden table. He whines, "I wanna build shiiiiiips..."
He waves a limp hand at Samuel without lifting his head. "Bye, guy."
Then he continues to whine quietly to himself. "Shiiiiiiiiips."
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Post by Skid-Z on Sept 30, 2012 13:48:48 GMT -5
Samuel throws away his trash and gives the three a wave and a smile in return, "Till next time, guys!"
The dog stands there for a bit while Samuel walks away, listening to and staring at the humans who don't seem to be coming along. He tilts his head then turns around and chases after his human.
[Out of thread!]
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Post by Breakaway on Oct 1, 2012 18:11:27 GMT -5
Brock glances around to make sure they're not being observed closely (even though he knows full well that if Decepticons were watching, he'd never know it until he heard incoming missiles) before asking, "So how's life been treating you, Faye? Been in contact with Mother?"
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Post by Farlane/Faye Fairlane on Oct 3, 2012 18:51:26 GMT -5
“Hmm?” Faye blinks at Brock blankly for a moment before his brain is yanked on to the right track. “Oh!” Secrety talks! It’s been a while for Farlane, can you blame him? “No, unfortunately. I did meet up with the handsome fellow with a Brooklyn accent that knows her though, but he had to run before I could ask. How about you guys?”
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Post by Mayday/Maddox Wayne on Oct 6, 2012 9:20:06 GMT -5
Maddox suddenly looks very flustered at Farlane's question about being in contact with the un-transformed Autobot.
"Um, well, we, sort of, yes, but-" But they kind of weren't supposed to join the US military and they kind of hung up on Nightbeat. "Eep."
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Post by Breakaway on Oct 8, 2012 20:33:43 GMT -5
'Mother' is navy pilot slang for 'the ship on which we are deployed/launched from.' Breakaway has watched Top Gun so many times.
"Oh yeah? He still wearing furs or did he get issued the new uniform like the rest of us?" Brock responds, leaning in, elbows on the table.
"We joined the Marines. It's been fun so far!" he proclaims, grinning and side-eyeing Mayday to make sure he isn't having any more of a nervous breakdown than usual.
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Post by Farlane/Faye Fairlane on Oct 11, 2012 20:04:20 GMT -5
“New uniform too, poor fella,” Faye sighs in response. Then he adds, “I got his number at least- well, work number.” Not that it hasn’t stopped Faye from abusing it.
“Sort of?” he asks, arching a brow at Mad. Then both brows shoot up at what Brock says next. “Both of you?”
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Post by Mayday/Maddox Wayne on Oct 13, 2012 11:21:44 GMT -5
Breakaway need not worry, Mayday nervous breakdown levels remain within healthy parameters! He probably actually has a literal meter for that in him now. And an app on his phone to monitor them with.
Maddox flushes. "Um, well, I tried? But- and then- and now-" He glances around shiftily, long fingers strumming against the table, then quickly leans in and whispers. "I'manexperimentalmilitarysupercyborg!"
Faye knows that they are actually giant alien robots, which even the US military doesn't know. He thinks it's okay to share his secret cyborg-ness with him.
Though hopefully nobody in the military has an app for monitoring everything Maddox says.
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Post by Breakaway on Oct 14, 2012 8:54:21 GMT -5
"Yup, both of us," Brock confirms, nodding. He makes a face and runs a hand through what the USMC has left of his hair, imagining just what sort of punishment duty he is going to get stuck with for blowing off Nightbeat.
"Well, really, I called in and then hung up on Mom. Mad just sort of listened helplessly. But yeah, what are you doing with yourself these days?"
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