Onslaught's Errand Girl Fallout says, "Now.. where'd Ons go?" Onslaught's Errand Girl Fallout sends Lagbeasties off to find Valour. Onsy says, "I'm here, just on the bots side right now, inviting them to change names and join our celebration. Fally, you have Poly ready?" Onslaught's Errand Girl Fallout ICly does.. :) Should I create a few cheering crowds for the occassion? Brawl thinks we need cheerfemmes :) Barracks This is a standard barracks, where Decepticon soldiers spend their rest cycles recharging. Many doors are in this building, leading to each private room. Each occupant's name is engraved on their door, and a Decepticon insignia adorns each in pride. Jetstream's Quarters Darkraid's Quarters Fallout's quarters [#2439 en] Thrusts Lull Place Ramjet's Quarters Obvious exits: -E- East leads to Military HQ. You enter the Military HQ. Military HQ Before you is the mighty recruiting office of the Decepticon Empire, encouraging inhabitants to aid them in their cause of unifying Cybertron under a strong military. Several civilians seem to be going in and out almost every moment - some volunteers, others signing up to be loyal soldiers to the Empire. Nearby is an infirmary, where new recruits and ill or injured civilians go to be examined by trained medics. Finally, a large building is seen to the north, where the Decepticon officers who reside or visit here stay. Pride and honor exude from all around. Obvious exits: -N- North leads to Officer's Quarters. -E- East leads to Recruiting office. -W- West leads to Barracks. -NW- Northwest leads to Infirmary. -O- Out leads to Polyhex - City Center. You enter the Polyhex - City Center. Polyhex - City Center This is, naturally, the busiest section of all of Polyhex as civilians and soldiers walk from street to street, heading to any number of places in this city. To the south, the massive city gates are visible, protecting the city from any possible Autobot attack. To the east, the entertainment quarter is available for those that wish to unwind. Westward leads to the industrial sector of Polyhex. Finally, northward, the main military base of Polyhex is located. A fountain sits in the middle of the area, all roads leading to it. The fountain is empty, save for the proud standing Decepticon insignia built in the middle. Vagabond [A] Military HQ Shadowy Citizen Obvious exits: -S- South leads to Polyhex - Main Street. -E- East leads to Polyhex - Entertainment Sector. -W- West leads to Polyhex - Industrial Sector. -NE- Northeast leads to Polyhex - Residential Sector. [OOC] Fallout says, "Umm.. Autobot? Here?" Vagabond(#1953POVaenACm) The bot you see before you stands roughly 25 ft tall, a white face is overshadowed by his the sky blue optics, which shine brilliantly and radiantly in the light, the silver facial features stop at his neck, this medic's chestplate holds the sigil of the Iaconian Guard on it's right side,the rest of it is white with a rather large red cross on it, painted onto his right shoulder is a red autobot sigil outlined in white. E.R.'s right shoulder itself is completely red, whereas his left shoulder is white with a thin red cross, his lower abdomanal plate is silvery, it connects to his blach hips. His legs designed like the rest of his body, in a red and white theme, mostly white with smaller joints painted red and joints smaller than that are excentuated in yellow. the mech you are looking at stands rather casually unless he's in his favorite chair in the Iacon med bay. This is E.R. Love him. http://www.angelfire.com/mi/transstuff/images/er.jpg Beer Boy Darkraid thinks brawl needs an anal cranial transplant. It might make him smarter... Shatterquake has arrived. Guest2 has disconnected. [OOC] Vagabond says, "Is con.." Brawl says, "you aint exactly mr. genius, darkraid :)" [OOC] Vagabond says, "http://www.angelfire.com/mi/transstuff/images/glax.jpg" [OOC] Fallout says, "You still show up in the room as an Autobot. Might wanna talk to Ons about that. :)" Announcement: TP Announcer shouts, "Hey gang, the Cons are about to throw a party in Polyhex for their victories and such. If you want to join in, page a TP Staffer, or Uproar to help you out. Thanks!" Beer Boy Darkraid says, "Never claimed to be" Guest1 has disconnected. Brawl grins and is teasin Darkraid arrives from the Military HQ. Darkraid has arrived. [OOC] Darkraid says, "Oh goodie Bots.." [OOC] Fallout said that, too. [OOC] Fallout says, "Look, Darkraid.. they brought in targets! ;)" [OOC] Darkraid says, "Target practice" Askin'fer it Hyperdrive shows up in person to the party. "Anyone want kidlet scout cookies?" Subdiver has arrived. Vagabond saunters up into the city center, "Well, ahh do declyare..haven't seen this here place in awhile.." Triage gives the standard Decepticon answer. " Triage gives the standard Decepticon answer. "They made from real kidlets?" Demolition Mech Subdiver thinks they would be :) Shatterquake looks to Agabond, "Me neither, Vagabond." Beer Boy Darkraid wonders why there are more Bots in a Con city than Cons at the moment Triage says, "they're renamed." Onslaught's Errand Girl Fallout says, "They're cons for the night to join in on the party. :)" [OOC] Fallout says, "Agabond?" [OOC] Shatterquake says, "Vagabond" ======================= Connected players in your area ======================= A 5 Subdiver D 6 Darkraid A 5 Shatterquake D 4 Fallout A 5 Vagabond ============================================================================== Vagabond smiles and walks around the courtyard, "thys hair place just makes me wanna smahle audial t' audial.." [OOC] Vagabond says, "what about it?" Subdiver, a big, battered, and old Decepticon, slowly lurches into the main part of the city from the industrial sector, his joints creaking. He looks about the area, frowning. Darkraid steps out of the HQ and leans against one of the walls. His optics scanning over the passing crowds... You paged Triage and Onslaught with 'Should I @emit Beam?'. Vagabond looks just like E.R... only with a visor and black, purple and green paint job.. Fallout stands off to one side of the main square, hard to pick out in the forming crowd. Ever Lagging Archicuno escapes the clutches of the evil Computer Demons and wakes up inside his metal body. Shatterquake chuckles, "Nah, what make me want to smile is the kicking we are giving the lamebrains." (New BB message (18/4) posted to 'Vacation Notices' by Starfire: Gone to MGM) Vagabond raises an opticridge, then is suddenly reminded of -why- he's back on the planet in the first place, "oooh yeah!..weir heir 'cuz th' whorriors beat th' ahtobrats but good..." Shatterquake looks massive, almost like the autobot, hardhead (New BB message (19/51) posted to 'IRL Meets' by Onslaught: MGM WEATHER!) Subdiver looks about at the relatively small crowd at the moment. "Geeze, I'm old and even I beat everyone 'ere," he grumbles. Pichu Short Fuse loves Rain :) Onslaught says, "Fussy! Party in Polyhex!" Onslaught's Errand Girl Fallout says, "PARRRRRTY!" Short Fuse is too uptight to party >:) Short Fuse says, "That and I'm only online at the moment so I can strangle someone so they'll hurry up and set up our account :P" Beer Boy Darkraid offers to help Fussy unwind Onslaught has arrived. Onslaught arrives, riding a Mardi Gras parade float, tossing panties and waiting for the femmes to flash him. Triage has arrived. Triage falls through big wobbly swirly thing in sky. (OOC!) Short Fuse has a husband for that, idles to draw Mewtwo's island and awaiting Onslaught's descriptive request :) Onslaught says, "Oh.. Well, lesse.. I guess I better send you Marissa@TFUs desc, since I assume you know what Jaye and Flint look like. :)" [OOC] Vagabond just stares at Subdiver, "rename yo'self Gilmer! :) *waits for someone to say.. who?* [OOC] Subdiver didn't dive into water in the old days, if you're confused. :) You paged Triage and Onslaught with 'Like I said.. should I @emit Beam and add him in?'. Onslaught pages Fallout and Triage: Sure. :) [OOC] Vagabond says, "?" [OOC] Subdiver ehs, nevermind. ;P An older construction worker enters the crowd, also looking around. He walks like an acrobat, with some of his tools still hanging at his sides. Short Fuse will need references, hasn't seen them in 15 years :) Subdiver winces as he cracks his knuckles loudly, thinking to himself that they'll just pop off one of these days. Onslaught hrms. Hang on.. :) Darkraid closes his optics breifly before opening them and nodding them to a passerby. Brawl says, "they are nekikid butt nekkid. wait they arent. :)" Vagabond nudges Shatterquake, "ahm tellin' ya...they contacted me all th' way aht thar in space.." Arclight arrives from the Polyhex - Main Street. Arclight has arrived. Triage sticks close to Onslaught. You say, "BEAM!" Hole Filler, Uproar says, "Ya know, people are fucking ignorant. They claim intolerance toward certain people, when they walk around with signs that say Police = KKK. Don't get me wrong, I say the Diallo verdict was so fucked up, those cops should be locked up.,. But those signs...*shakes his head*" The worker freezes, looking about for a voice he thinks he just heard. Onslaught says, "Shorty: http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Lot/9746/Joepage/valentines/flint.html" Subdiver nods. "There's a reason why Deer Hunter sold millions, and it's that people are stupid." :) Shatterquake chuckles, "Same here." Fallout dodges people in the slowly growing crowd. Deprived Mono figures if you want to hunt deer, REALLy huint deer, dont' use a GAME Onslaught walks along with Triage, looking around. Onslaught says, "Mono, come to the party!" Lash's Flyboy Sliver nod nods...i'm leaving soon. Brawl goes back to trianin :) Avtokrator Mono ahs to be goign soon :) Give new meaning to auto-bop, Vagabond remembers guys in blaze orange hats buying taht game at work, "they looked scared.. I don't think they'd ever been in an electronics dept. before...and my pity on them when they couldn't figure out how to get their television to play it..." Onslaught says, "Get up here, Bra." Brawl is too dense to know there is one unless someone tells him. :) Subdiver mills around, generally avoiding other cons due to his perpetually foul mood. Broadband general: All Decepticons not on lifethreatening or punishment assignments are to report to Polyhex for the victory celebration. Fallout finally manages to work her way over the older worker and tackles him. He grins at her and never loses his footing. "Fallout! Haven't seen you in ages!" Brawl arrives from the Polyhex - Main Street. Brawl has arrived. You say, "Beam! Good to see you made it!" Brawl wanders in loudly. Vagabond nudges Shatter, "ahnd y'know what Ahh brought back frahm Monahcuss?" Triage leans against Onslaught, holding onto his hand. "Nice t'see people actually happy for a change." Shatterquake hmms, "no, what did ya bring back, Vagabond?" Vagabond smiles, "Mahnahcuss Enerwhane.." The 'Jeffery Sinclair' of TLY Mono sings "Is this the real life? is this just fantasy? caught in a land slide, no excape from reality" at that moment he is swept back into RL Shatterquake says, "Manacus Enerwine you say?" Vagabond nods, "yeah.." Onslaught nods his agreement. "With the war such as it is, moments of this are rare, indeed. Just glad Swindle was kind of enough to 'donate' the materials for this party to happen, including the energon." Whiplash arrives from the Polyhex - Main Street. Whiplash has arrived. Beam gives Fallout a shoulder up, which she protests briefly before shrugging and giving up. She perches and enjoys the better view. Arclight walks into the city and looks around at the people. She smiles to herself as people actually seem to be enjoying themselves for once. A rare occasion, and one to be savoured. Triage grins. "Donate? Didn't think he knew that word..." Onslaught says, "He did not.. until I gave him a lesson in diction." Brawl says, "What did he get caught doin' this time, boss?" Whiplash keeps to the edge of the crowd and finds an out-of-the-way vantage point from which to observe, for now. Shatterquake chuckles, "I trust ytou will be donating it to the celebrations?" Onslaught looks down at Brawl, as expressionless as always. "I caught him with a stash intended for the Golden Blaster.. ah well, it was misplaced, I suppose." Darkraid looks in the direction of Onslaught and his sister. Smiling behind his faceplate he stands and begins working his way through the crowd.. [OOC] Vagabond grumbles and needs t' go actually :( Onslaught says, "That work for you, Shorty?" Triage pats Onslaught's back. "Right hon..." Brawl says, "He's gotta get better at hidin stuff from ya." Vagabond has disconnected. Dr. Feelgood Vagabond saunters around the MUSH happily, having beaten his nemisis, then the random name generator appears, E.R. Screams in terror as it boots him off the MUSH. Fallout spots Darkraid easily from her new perch on Beam's shoulder. She watches the way the crowd tends to part around someone -that- big. ======================= Connected players in your area ======================= D 5 Whiplash D 5 Brawl U 5 Arclight D 5 Triage D 6 Onslaught A 5 Subdiver D 6 Darkraid A 5 Shatterquake D 4 Fallout ============================================================================== [OOC] Subdiver gives his description now, since everyone's here. ;P Arclight's optics travels from face to face. Some she recognizes, some she does not. Subdiver is a large Decepticon, dark blue in color--well, where the paint hasn't come off, anyway. He is very large and is body is curved in nature, indicating an.. aquatic altmode?... However, the effect is ruined by the many, many dings and dents in his armor, and the general lack of shine on his body. His face has many lines, indicating great age, and his expression usually suggests crankiness. He doesn't look happy at all... Onslaught says, "Oh, I am sure he does, Brawl. But as long as I can find what I need.. from him, or through him, it matters not at the moment, as long as the results are what I desire." Shatterquake hmms as Vagabond leaves, one of the few of his fellow decepticons that he knew well.. Brawl shrugs "kay" he leaves the discussion at that "where Brawl looks around "where's the femmes? Guest1 says, "Throw me something, mister!" Guest1 has connected. Fallout also spots Onslaught easily, for the same reason. There's a lot of -big- boys in that family. ;) Uproar hrmms and is suddenly in a good mood, I fit in pants I didn't a year ago...Woo weight loss:) Darkraid stops next to Onslaught, "Quite the crowd..." *gulp* Brawl says, "woo!" Whiplash edges into the crowd and listens, picking up bits and pieces of conversation. Stuff she doesn't always catch out in the wastelands, so she's curious to hear what's been going on in the lives of the other Decepticons. Uproar flexes!:) Yeah babe!:) Whiplash waves a tentacle to Guest1.... :) Whiplash says, "Need any help, Guest1?" Guest1 says, "Nah." Brawl starts to check out any interested looking femme in the vicinity. Onslaught nods to Darkraid. "Quite a crowd indeed. I trust you will be able to handle the Hellpits and it's environs in my abscence?" Whiplash says, "Just looking around?" Guest1 nods. Whiplash says, "In that case, have fun ... let us know on channel if you have any questions...." Subdiver grumbles, looking around and waiting for whatever is going to happen. Darkraid nods, "I think so..." Onslaught looks around. "Gentlemechs, femmes, help yourselves to the energon, and relax. Band, strike up a tune worthy of the evening, and celebrate, folks, before I decide to give a speech." You say, "Hey, Beam.. let's head on over to -them-.. I'll intrude ya." Beam steers himself and Fallout through the crowd and over to Darkraid and Onslaught. Shatterquake chuckles, "Primus, not one of his speeches!" Brawl says, "Better take him seriously. I intend to party, not sleep!" Fallout waves to Ons, Triage, and Darkraid as she and her ride get close. Whiplash makes her way toward an available stack of energon cubes and carefully selects one, moving back out of the way of traffic again as she sips at it, looking to Onslaught curiously. "Wonder what he'll go on about," she murmurs to herself. Onslaught glances up, "Lieutenant, how do you fare this evening?" Fallout grins. "Wonderful. This mech here who's abducted me for his shoulder's name is Beam.. one of the guys who taught me how to throw darts stone drunk. Beam- Onslaught, Triage, his bondmate, and Darkraid, her brother." Beam waves and smiles. "Pleased t'meet y'all." Darkraid nods to Beam Subdiver lurches over to the cubes, grumbling as the occasional, bouncier, younger con bumps into him, and eventually manages to grab one. His fingers shake terribly as he holds onto it, but he manages to keep them still after a few moments of concentration, and takes the cube away to his own isolated spot. Shatterquake gets himself some energon, before going to the edge of the crowd, he is still very much the loner. Subdiver catches Whiplash's attention for a moment just by his unusual appearance, but then she turns her attention to her surroundings again, sipping at her energon cube. Onslaught looks to Beam, and nods. "Always a pleasure to meet someone from one of my finest officer's past, Beam." Mewtwo Onslaught says, "Linebreaker! Change your name and come to the party! :)" Triage quits gawpin' like a fool and turns back to her group. "Hey Beam!" Beam looks up at Fallout, who shrugs. "Good to hear she's done well for h'self. Heya!" Onslaught takes an energon drink, black in color for himself, and Triage, offering her one. Triage takes the drink. "thanks hon" she says. "How goes it?" [OOC] Shatterquake says, "don't worry about how antisocial shatterquake is, he is a grim type" [OOC] Triage noogies! 8) Guest1 has disconnected. Beam grins. "Couldn't ask for better, though work's been slow with the shortages and all." Triage nods. "Yeah, that's what dad was saying last time I talked to him..." Onslaught drains some of his drink, considering that for a long moment. Beam asks, "How is Wrecker?" Triage says, "Good, good, still hidin' from Splint as often as he can." Shatterquake hmms, watching the others enjoying themselves... he chooses to stay out of the festivities. Beam grins widely. "I told him marryin' would create problems. But no one would tell that to Splint." [OOC] Fallout says, "Pardon.. bondin'" Whiplash's tentacles undulate around her, though at a more relaxed pace than usual as she begins to feel more comfortable there. She's still the outside observer, but it pleases her to see her fellow warriors enjoy themselves. Onslaught squeezes Triage's hand, continuing to look around, a small idea formulating in his head. Subdiver ever so slowly lifts the cube up to his lips, and once he gets it there he just sips at it, also slowly. Darkraid chuckles, "Ever tried talkin' to Splint?" Triage squeezes back. "Yeah, but y'can tell they're happy." Brawl goes over to the drinks and helps himself. Beam nods. "Yeah, I've tried, and fortunately I'm quick on my feet. And yeah, any fool can see they're real happy." Short Fuse says, "Ahhh. what a cute page. Yes it does ;)" Onslaught says, "And this is Mari's desc: Marissa is a typical little eleven-year old army brat. Just a hairsbreadth above five feet tall, with just past shoulder length reddish-brown hair and dark green eyes that generally sparkle with childish enthusiasm, though a slight hint of her parents' self-confidence and self-assurance bleeding though. She's inherited her mom's (Lady Jaye's) looks, and some of her manner, but hides it well under a pair of worn jeans and a teeshirt, rounding it off with a pair of white tennis sneakers and an oversized denim overshirt, with matching backpack over her left shoulder, always bulging with schoolbooks and homework." Short Fuse says, "Email me that!" Onslaught says, "Okay okay.. sheesh. :)" Short Fuse grins and is being distracted by her husband :P Fallout grins. "Hey, Beam.. why'n't'cha put me down and get a couple of cubes of energon?" Triage mutters to Onslaught: "... ... ..." Onslaught says, "Email addy? Which of whatever number. :)" Onslaught mutters to Triage: "...in ... just ... something.." Whiplash looks around ... a shadow of sadness, perhaps, passes across her face and is almost instantly gone again. She moves further out onto the fringes and resumes her identity as a watcher on the outside. Short Fuse says, "syke@cyantian.net :)" Triage mutters to Onslaught: "oh? ..." Beam grins. "A top-notch idea." He sets her down, which immediately loses her in the crowd again, and wanders off to grab a cube or three. Onslaught mutters to Triage: "... unfortunate it is ... ... this ... ... many are still without ... ... ... ... ... perhaps ... should ... ... ... ... ... ... ... operations officer..." Onslaught says, "It's there. :)" Whiplash looks over toward Subdiver again, that unusual 'Con who caught her attention earlier. He's standing off by himself too. Perhaps here's something she can be effective at. She sidles her way through the crowd and approaches him. Triage grins. "If you think so hon, g'head." Shatterquake sighs, "It's not over and they know it... this would be a perfect opportunity if the autobots decided to launch a raid..." Short Fuse says, "Ok, and just the three of them or do you want the added part >:)" Subdiver lowers the energon cube, now empty. Unfortunately, his throat isn't in the same shape it was a few million years ago, and he starts coughing. He puts a hand over his mouth trying to suppress before anyone notices. Too late, he realizes, seeing Whiplash walk over to him. What could she want? Onslaught looks at Tri. "Just the three, or the added part? Your call." :) [OOC] Subdiver didn't actually change his desc, due to the tremendous amount of fuss involved in it. :) [OOC] Triage says, "added part? Pllleeeeease?" Whiplash regards Subdiver and greets him, "Hey there. Haven't seen you around Darkmount. Stationed here in Polyhex, I assume?" Onslaught says, "She wants the added part. :)" [OOC] Triage grumbles doh! It doesn't take long before Beam returns, hoisting Fallout back on his shoulder and offering an armful of cubes around. [OOC] Whiplash says, "All you need to do is save the old desc somewhere so you don't lose it, and I think you can do an @desc me=" Onslaught squeezes Triage's hand, then looks around, finding a good high spot to land on. He looks over the crowd, and clears his vocalizer loudly. "Good cycle, citizens.. and Militia of the Empire. If I could have your attention for just a few astroseconds, we can pass up this most disdainful of speeches and return to the true celebration." Short Fuse will need info on that, like who's included >:) Onslaught says, "The TFs for MG? ;)" Short Fuse says, "Yupyup." [OOC] Subdiver changes desc. :) Onslaught hrms.. Fallout takes a cube and takes a swig. Whiplash turns toward Onslaught, leaving Subdiver's reply for later, if indeed he intends to reply. Onslaught's Errand Girl Fallout ? Onslaught says, "Triage, Onsy, Uproar, Revamp, Klaxon, Ghost, Springer, Razelore, Brawl, Elita One, and Sigma@M3. ;)" Short Fuse says, "That's a bit ... much isn't it? :)" Short Fuse says, "Hey, waitaminute. >:)" Onslaught says, "I think so too. Shorten it. ;>" Subdiver can't reply quite yet, due to his coughing, which is currently trying to control. It's starting to subside, gradually. He keeps his hand tight over his mouth so that he doesn't make any noise during the speech. Onslaught says, "Do what you feel comfy with, hon. :)" Onslaught's Errand Girl Fallout sniffles. Scales actually RPs with those three, though. Bracer charges out singing o/ You must be swift as a coursing river, with all the force of a great typhoon...with all the strength of a raging fire, mysterious as the dark side of the moon...o/ Allowing his optics to wander Darkraid spots a new face and frame that catches his attention. Short Fuse tries to figure out what she's doing now :) Brawl starts to get comfy "nap time" he mutters Beam drains a cube in one long swallow, obviously an old hand at that sort of thing. Triage gets comfortable as well. Though she doesn't say nap time...but the thought 'geek speak' runs through her mind. Whiplash unlike Brawl looks quite curious about what Onslaught may have to say. Short Fuse gets Onslaught to email her what he wants so she knows since she's now lost :P Shatterquake hmms, still concerned slightly at the thought the autobots may try something Darkraid glances around the group, "If you will excuse me for a moment..." Fallout nods to Darkraid, waiting for Ons's speech. Onslaught paces for a moment, "Decepticons, the cycle may have been won, however, we are far from being ended with the war. While we celebrate this eve, the Autobot remnants rally to attempt to take back what they believe is theirs. This .. with your support shall not come to past. I have heard much talk of the disillusionment of our cause due to the fact that we do not work as well as it seems to before. Nae I say to that, gentlemechs. I propose that we move our civilian workforce forward, and let them have the pride and honor of rebuilding our cities to their former glory! Let our militia continue to be the hammer and the anvil, and let those who will live in the cities make their cities work for them. However, such initatives cannot be taken without a cost. So I ask each of you, in the military branches, to donate a small amount of your pay to the buckets you shall see around to be donated to the numerous rebuilding projects around the Empire. Together, with our civilian supporters, we shall return Cybertron to her glory, with -- or without the nusiance of those who dare oppose us." Arclight watches the crowd again. Her optics glaze slightly at the word 'speech', but she decides to put a brave face on... Onslaught says, "Fussy?" Beam looks genuinely surprised. He mutters something along the lines of generousness.. Whiplash tilts her head a bit and listens, sipping absently at her energon cube. Onslaught says, "Just do a formal portait of the Faireborns? :)" Short Fuse says, "Ok :)" Short Fuse says, "Should I dress them all up in fatiques >:)" Whiplash murmurs with a faint smile, "I'm all for doing *without* the nuiscance of the opposition." Arclight hmms and nods in approval. That wasn't as bad...or as long-winded, as she would have expected. Darkraid seemingly ignores the speech as he walks through the crowd towards the poor femme he's locked his optics on for the moment. Triage tosses a few enerchits into the nearest bucket. Onslaught pulls out his chit rationing. "To show my sincerity at allowing the pride of the Decepticons to be returned to our civilian base, allow me to be the first to make this donation, of 5000 credits." Of course, many of these credits came from when Swindle sold off all of Shadowfell's frilly base stuff at auction on Monacus. "Military units, we shall overcome, and crush our enemies -- then we too shall enjoy the fruits of our success." Subdiver lifts a brow, coughing subsided for the moment. He's not sure what to think. He doesn't have a lot of money on him.... Onslaught says, "Now that that dreadful business is aside, let us return to our celebration.. Lady Triage, may I have the honor of the first dance?" Fallout sorts through and finds several good-sized enerchits and flips them into the nearest bucket. Onslaught hmms. Fatigues or true formal.. hmm. :) Triage says, "up t'you" Onslaught says, "You call it." Triage says, "You surely can." Beam looks up at Fallout. "Your pay's definitely improved. Wanna head to the bar or hang out here longer?" Onslaught hops down off his perch, looking around as he finishes off his dark energon, and offers his hand to Triage. "Excellent." Brawl digs in subspace. puls out a few chits that his brother swindle hasnt stolen off of him already and puts them in. Short Fuse says, "Will do:)" Arclight nods in a gesture of 'fair enough'. She brings out several enerchits from somewhere about her person. Whiplash drains her energon cube, then looks around. She doesn't have any credits on her, as she seldom has use for such things. She has a small personal stash of energon cubes, but she glances toward the table laden with variously colored energon and realizes it would be a little superfluous to add to it. She thinks a moment.... Fallout grins. "Hang out here.. the bar will be there tomorrow." Short Fuse goes to bed now, night :) *bookmarks page* Shatterquake chuckles, flipping in what he can. Subdiver sighs, and starts to make his way towards the buckets. He mutters to Whiplash, "Be right back..." and when he reaches his goal, he puts a few creds inside of one of the buckets--all he can spare. Then he simply walks back.. Whiplash opens her storage compartment and removes an Autobot symbol that's been cut off someone's armor. She holds it up, glancing to Subdiver and mentions in an attempt to make conversation, "Sliver gave me this earlier. Think it would make a nice decoration for some city's rebuilding project? Could be used as a dartboard, don't you think?" She smirks, showing a glint of white fangs. Darkraid slows as he approaches Arclight, almost as if he were shy. Taking in her frame again and nodding almost to himself. When he's finally close enough he clear his vocalizer and speaks, "Hiya." Fallout nudges Beam and points at Darkraid. "He's Wrecker's.." Beam looks over and grins widely. Onslaught says, "Speaking of being on the jazz..." Brawl covers ears. lalala Triage takes Onslaught's hand and murmurs softly to him. Triage mutters to Onslaught: "'lady' Triage? When'd ... ... ... ... ..." Guest1 says, "Throw me something, mister!" Guest1 has connected. Whiplash waves a tentacle to Guest1.... :) Onslaught mutters to Triage: "... ... a lady ... Triage..." Triage tosses beads, some doubloons, a pair of panties and a king cake baby. Arclight hmms? She turns and regards Darkraid for a moment before inclining her head in a greeting, "Hello." Guest1 says, "Thou hast waved at Temporary_Name" Onslaught mutters to Triage: "And you ... had ... ... ... up ... look ... part ... my optics..." Brawl is getting cold feet abotu mardi gras :) Guest1 says, "Also the caller of bunnies, eat more pie, and Smeg." Onslaught urhms? Subdiver chuckles lightly, looking down at the symbol. "Heh, maybe... don't suppose you have anythin' else of that bot you could use, too? Head, maybe, to put up on a fortification? My name's Subdiver, by the way." Guest1 says, "And the singer of songs." The Archicuno wonders who you're apping for. Brawl is getting weird about public and people I dont know :) Onslaught baps. "You'll be ok." Guest1 says, "To whom is Archicuno asking?" Brawl meeps. kay :) The Archicuno says, "G1." Guest1 says, "Nosecone." Triage is gonna make her go, if she's gotta use handcuffs, a dog collar and a leash.. The Archicuno says, "Ahhh, Nosecone Guest." Brawl says, "and triage has all three at home :)" Darkraid says, "I don't believe I've ever seen you in Polyhex before." Triage giggles. '..love you hon..." Whiplash steps over to the nearest donation bucket and drops the jagged Autobot symbol inside. "Don't suppose Sliver will mind that I got rid of it for a good cause," she muses, then returns her attention to Subdiver. "Don't have the head off of this one, sorry, but I know I've got some other Autobot bits and pieces littering the wastelands. The ones that were stupid enough to try and get past me." She grins, showing more fangs. Guest1 says, "So what is on todays agenda? :)" Whiplash says, "Hi there, Temporary_Name ... how goes the night?" Arclight shakes her head and smiles, "No, I'm not here very often. You are, I take it?" Guest1 says, "Fantastic. Except for some pesty Taylor series, everything is great." The Archicuno is hoping to get Raindance/Grandslam this time, and hoping he won't get sniped again. Darkraid says, "Sort of have to be, I'm security" Onslaught slips his arms around Triage, and dances off to the music, nodding in return as he makes his way over to the makeshift dancefloor, "I am glad to see..." he tells Triage privately, "..so many of our forces willing to relax, if even for a fornight. All too soon shall the business of war return, but even I need a break on occassion..." he pauses, looking to Darkraid, and nods to Triage. "Looks like your brother is on the make again..." Fallout and Beam watch Darkraid with the sort of elbow nudging and whispered betting of two people quite familiar with the phenomenon. Triage grins. '...I'm not surprised, there's femmes here, he's mobile..." Brawl decides to issue a challenge "who here thinks they can outdrink me?" Onslaught says, "..at least he has the class to ask for a name before staring down a chest plate..." he pauses as Brawl speaks. "Case in point." Brawl is too busy trying to start a drinking game to look at chests right now. Subdiver grins a bit. "Now that's what I like to hear: Bots gettin' smacked around. You a sentry or somethin'?" He looks over at Brawl, hearing his challenge, but he quickly lowers his head. He won't be winning that kind of contest... Beam walks over to Brawl and sets Fallout down. "I can, and then I'll play darts against y'all and win." Whiplash shakes her head slightly as she hears Brawl's silly challenge. "Imagine *deliberately* trying to dull your senses." Arclight cocks her head, "Oh?" She frowns slightly, "I don't think I caught your name?" Triage grins. "...true, true..." Vagabond has connected. Dr. Feelgood Vagabond faces off against his evil opposite self, E.A. at the MUSH entrance, "Ahh haa..I see we meet again E.A. You can't possibly hope to beat me" The brawl it out, E.R wins and enters the MUSH. Brawl smiles at whiplash "yeah..aint it great?" [OOC] Vagabond is back.. yeah buddy. [OOC] Triage says, "Whohoo! 8)" Whiplash nods to Subdiver. "Yeah. I guard the approach to Darkmount. I'm Whiplash. And you ... well, I gotta say it, you don't look so comfortable here. Not used to crowds?" Brawl gives her chest an appreciative wink then turns to beam "allright. how many do ya think you can handle?" Darkraid nods, "It's Darkraid and yours?" [OOC] Brawl says, "is beam male or female :)" [OOC] Fallout says, "Male." Whiplash shoots a warning glare at Brawl. [OOC] Brawl says, "ok :)" Ever Lagging Archicuno erks. Vagabond wanders around, looking for a nice conversation to barge in on. Dr. Feelgood Vagabond says, "?" Beam says, "As many as you can." Ever Lagging Archicuno gets a Bluescreen of Death error outta nowhere. Fallout leans back against a table and watches Brawl and Beam barter beer bottles about. Brawl says, "allright. a toast ..erm..to whiplash's thingies..err I mean. to the empire!" Onslaught pushes in closer to Triage as they dance, muttering softly to her. "Remind me that if Brawl gets in over his head, that I am not supposed to interfer." Beam shakes his head but grabs a cube to match Brawl's. Arclight inclines her head with a smile, "Arclight. A pleasure to meet you." Subdiver mutters, in regards to enerhol, "Sometimes it's all you got to pass the time..." Replying to Whiplash, he says, "Yer right... I feel like a misplaced servo or somethin'..." Brawl takes his first cube and chugs it.. Whiplash growls. "Brawl, you know -- I'd *hate* to spill energon on this nice dancefloor. And I don't mean from the table either." Shatterquake watches fron the edge of the celebration area, and bnods on seeing Vagabond return, "Hey Vagabond. Darkraid nods, "Indeed it is." Though his faceplate is closed the smile is obvious. Brawl awws at whiplash "jus' relax. Im just teasin ya babe." Triage says, "...okay hon...'cause I think he is..." Subdiver looks at Brawl, ponderingly. He used to misbehave like him, once, but it was so long ago that he can't even remember if it was just a dream... Whiplash says, "Oh, I'm teasing you too, 'babe'. I'm pretending you're someone who's worth bothering with." Whiplash smirks at Brawl, and then turns pointedly away from him. Brawl smiles under his mask "I think she likes me." Arclight smiles, then arches a brow at Brawl. She turns back to Darkraid with an unspoken question in her optics. Guest1 says, "Who would like to hear lines from various pieces of music?" Vagabond 'liberates' a cube of energon out of the hands of a Decepticon who's had one too many already anyways, sipping it he saunters over to Shatterquake, "whall.. Ah'll b' dahrned...if'n this ain't one-ath' best pahrties...Whaddaya Thank Shatterquacke?" Beam laughs. "You're denser'n lead." Whiplash notes to Subdiver, "It's either that, or teach him a quick lesson. And somehow I'd hate to spoil the party." She chuckles softly. "Unless he really insists." Brawl smiles proudly "thanks! " Shatterquake shrugs, "I never was one for celebrations." Fallout merely grins at Brawl's reply. It's a familiar scene by now. Whiplash says, "So, outta place, eh? Where do you work, normally?" Triage puts her arms around Onslaught's waist. Guest1 says, "By the way. Does anyone have a Brawl stain remover? I can't get that mark off of my coat." Whiplash says, "If you can pipe them in over the Guest channel, Temp, that would be quite a trick... :)" Brawl says loudly, not in a mutter at all "some people need to just loosen up and get that stick outta their..." he gets distracted by energona nd guzzles another cube. Brawl grins :) whats bad about me :) Onslaught sighs softly. "So do I.. ah well, his case to defend.. or chassis as the case may be." He pauses for a moment in his talk, looking down at Triage. "Hmm?" Guest1 says, "I just liked that coat, is all. Edwardian you see." Vagabond gets behind his friend, "c'mon, less go taahlk t' that fella' thar?" Darkraid opens his faceplate, "That dense one over there is Brawl." He pauses and seems to fidget with his hands for a moment, as if searching for which way to turn the conversation. Triage says, "...nothin', just enjoying the moment." Vagabond attempts to push him into the throng of people to 'mingle'. Beam matches Brawl, then picks up another. "Can ya keep it up?" Onslaught nods his agreement. "As am I.. not every cycle we have a chance to be like this." Shatterquake frowns, "No. Vagabond." Brawl says proiudly "Yep! Im the desne one! The biggest idiot on the whole force! Im even a bigger idiot then megatron" he looks at beam "can I keep up? Can an autobot retreat? " he takes another cube and downs it. Triage says, "Yah..." Arclight ohs as if this answers the question entirely. She takes another cursory glance around the area, "Are people normally this upbeat in Polyhex?" Whiplash turns toward Brawl again, the comment about Megatron having caught her attention. "Okay, *that's* it!" Brawl says, "what? hes a bigger idiot then me?" Subdiver nods to Whiplash, listening. "Well, good to meetcha, Whiplash..." He frowns as he ponders how to answer her question. "I just help out around here, now. I'm old, but I'm still pretty strong. Had to be, from my old job... but now I basically just lift things and clean stuff. Nowadays..." He's cut off as Brawl makes his unwise insult. Fallout motions to Whiplash. Whiplash pushes her way through the crowd, moving determinedly toward Brawl, her optics flashing bright. Triage mutters to Onslaught: " ... ..." [OOC] Subdiver needs to pose faster. :) Fallout mutters to Whiplash: "... ... ... a compliment." Onslaught tightens his grip on Triage. Not that he gives a slag about Megatron, but manages. Darkraid says, "Not normally. This is a celebration of our victory over the Bots, at least partly." Vagabond sighs, with a name like shatterquake, Vagabond ain't gonna move him lest he wants to be moved, he stops pushing as soon as he notes Whiplash going towards Brawl, "ah changed m'mind..Ah'll stay here.." Onslaught says, "Decepticons, there are -civilians- present." Brawl says, "so? Im not doin nothin!" Brawl is completely oblivious to the angered whiplash. Guest1 says, "(Steady electric guitar rythm) "Shut your mouth."."How can you say, I go about things the wrong way"" Whiplash snakes out a hand and snags Brawl by the rim of his collar, pulling him close enough so she can glare into his optics. Her own eyes flash a brilliant violet. "*What* did you just say about Megatron?" Guest1 says, ""I am human, and I need to be loved"..."Just,like everone else does" (Steady electric guitar)" Arclight turns her attention back to watching the crowd as it suddenly looks like things might get ugly. She comments casually, as if discussing the weather, "I think your friend is about to get hurt." Dr. Feelgood Vagabond blinks, "SKIDDLES!" Brawl looks to whiplash "I'm sorry. I was just sayin Im a big idiot. maybe megatron's a bigger idiot then me. I wont say im igger then him again" Skids says, "Yo." Triage waves Whiplash growls warningly, baring her serrated fangs. [OOC] Darkraid falls over laughing Fallout facepalms Brawl winces and backs down submissively. Shatterquake nods, "Thank you Vagabond." Onslaught mutters to Triage: "...just ... me? ... hate to have to particle ... either of ..." Beam shakes his head and turns to Fallout. "Iss'e always like this?" Triage hangs on to Onslaught. Arclight facepalms, "Oh, please..." Whiplash keeps a firm grip on Brawl's collar, as her tentacles thrash around her. Lucky for Brawl, they're not electrified yet, but she continues to glare at Brawl. Triage mutters to Onslaught: "it'll ... ... ..." Brawl gulps "yer perty when yer..uh..sorry...uh..wont say it again, ma'am" Shatterquake hmms, and cycles out his missle launcher.."I almost hope the autobots do show up." Whiplash says, "You better keep one thing straight, Brawl. Even if it's the only thought you can keep in your mind at a time. You insult Megatron in my presence, and you'll wish you'd kept your trap shut. Got it?"" Subdiver shakes his head. Kids say the darndest things. Fallout shakes her head at Beam. "You have -no- idea.. wait.. yes.. you do.." Darkraid watches Brawl, "Yep that's typical..." Brawl saluts "yes, whiplash. I know megatron is a much bigger idiot then me. my idiocy cannot compare to his." Whiplash says, "I *hope* I don't have to go into detail about how you're going to be sorry-- " She stops, as her tentacles stop in mid-motion for the fraction of an instant..." Guest1 says, "New one: "Give me steam" ..."And how you feel can make it feel"....."Real as any place you've been"....."Get a life with the dreamer's dream"" Triage transmits a radio message. Whiplash receives a radio message. Arclight looks back up at Darkraid, "You're kidding?" Then she blinkblinks at Brawl's comment. Why the mech is still alive is beyond her... Whiplash transmits a radio message. Triage receives a radio message. Darkraid shakes his head, "Nope. I've already disciplined him for similar things on several occasions." Triage transmits a radio message. Whiplash receives a radio message. Beam nods. "Yeah.." Triage strokes Onslaught's back. "...so, who taught you t'dance?" Arclight says, "So why...? No, never mind. I don't want to know." Subdiver winces at Brawl's latest comments and somehow can't remember being THAT careless... *gulp* Brawl is too dumb for his own good :) Whiplash powers up her tentacles now and is just about ready to zap Brawl into oblivion, when she receives a radio transmission, and hisses in disgust. "Brawl," she snarls, let me give you one word of advice. "Don't even *mention* Megatron. 'Cause you're not even worthy of saying his name." Brawl says, "Uh..kay.." Darkraid says, "You probably don't" Brawl tries to squirm away. Fallout reminds Whiplash softly, "He thinks being called an idiot's a compliment, 'lash.." Brawl says, "It is...isn't it?" Whiplash releases Brawl with a motion that resembles dropping something dirty, and whirls away from Brawl in disgust, powering down her tentacles. Onslaught grabs a pair of energons from a passing waiter. "Learned from a femme on Monacus.. remeber Amber?" Brawl walks away head down knowing he's in trouble. Triage blushes and nods. "..yeah..." Vagabond blinks, "quake.. Ah doubt that thar'll be any autobrahts aht here.. .." Whiplash glares at Fallout. "Maybe it's time someone taught him better, then. Just precisely infront of a city full of civilians, don't you think?" Arclight nods, "Agreed." She changes the subject, "So, a celebration?" Shatterquake shrugs, "More's the pity. I need some target practice." he cycles away his missile launcher. Guest1 says, "? What an uproar," Fallout shrugs to Whiplash. "It's easier than trying to explain the difference to him." Vagabond waves a hand in the air, "tehll ya what.. ah'll be rahght back..." Shatterquake hmms, "Okay 'bond." Brawl goes and sits by himself a bit, wondering what he did wrong. Whiplash snags another energon cube on her way past a table and returns to her place on the fringes of the crowd, her tentacles thrashing around her in aggitation. Darkraid nods, "Yeah." Beam picks up another cube. "Still with me?" He downs it. Vagabond trots off into the crowd, only to emerge with two fresh energon cubes several minutes later. He takes a sip of one and hands the other to shatterquake, "naw..enjoy yerself..kay?" Brawl looks up distracted from being upset by energon "kay" he takes another chug. Arclight shrugs, "Well, the occasional disturbance aside, I'd say you people know how to throw a party." Fallout finishes her first cube of the night and picks up a second, going slower than her all-out party mode. She's not -just- around her usual drinking buddies. Shatterquake drinks his energon."I'm happiest in a firefight." Onslaught nods. "She taught me.. part of refinement is knowing how to dance." Vagabond says, "this ain't no fahrfight so drink yer drink, an' have some fun.. maybe talk t' some femmes?"" Darkraid chuckles, "We try.." Whiplash calms herself and takes a long drink from her second energon cube. She glances aside at Subdiver again. "Sorry, you were saying?" Onslaught sips on his energon, handing a cube to energon. Subdiver looks down at Whiplash, noting, "You got a lotta fire in ya.. don't you? Well, don't let that kid bother you... he's dumb AND drunk. Doesn't know what he's saying. 'Sides, he seems like he might be the type that likes gettin' in trouble. Best to just ignore him." Shatterquake chuckles, "Who me? the ugly old Shatterquake?" [OOC] Onslaught says, "Handing a cube of energon to Triage. train of thought derailed." Triage says, "Thanks hon." Subdiver shrugs, "Eh, I was just whining like old mechs do.. nuthin' special..." [OOC] Fallout says, "Just a little drunk already.. nothing to worry about.. ;)" Arclight snags a cube from tray and nods, "And succed, from the look of things." Whiplash shakes her head. "That's just it. He doesn't know what he's saying, so maybe it's time he learned. Can't have our warriors insulting our leader." [OOC] Brawl says, "his astrotrain of thought transformed into a rocket and left the tracks :)" Onslaught nods. "Y'welcome, lifemate." Darkraid says, "Maybe you'd like to take a more active hand in the party?" Shatterquake chuckles, "I remember once, before megatron set off after the autobot ark, being sent to Kalis, to raid a neutralist's weapons lab." Brawl heads to whiplash, carefully "Uh..whiplash?" Vagabond smiles, "Shatterquake.. go aht and thar and git yerself over energized.." Whiplash turns her head to glare at Brawl. "What? You want me to finish what I started?" Arclight briefly wonders how one is to interpret that, then she shrugs, "Fair enough. Any suggestions?" Subdiver mutters to Whiplash: "He might wanna apologize now... ... ... ... his offer. Best ... for him to ... is ... ... ... ... ... to ..." Brawl has his head down like a little kidlet "I know that Megatron is like..uh..your friend and uh..I know that what I said was probably stupid. M' sorry. I thought it was a compliment..." [OOC] Darkraid grumbles [OOC] Triage says, "whasup?" Shatterquake clenches a large fist, "I don't think so. I know, a drinking contest." [OOC] Darkraid hasta log off for a bit [OOC] Triage snugs and waves [OOC] Fallout says, "Phone?" [OOC] Brawl says, "later darkraid!" Hyperdrive says, "An uproar is a viscious creature capable of causing havoc and destroying all sanity." Ever Lagging Archicuno finally gets dragged away by the nasty computer demons. "I'll get you next time! And your little cyberdog too!" ;) [OOC] Arclight waves. [OOC] Darkraid nods [OOC] Fallout snugs 'raid [OOC] Shatterquake says, "the beer contest! last one standing!" [OOC] Darkraid snugs Fally, "BBIAB I hope." Darkraid has disconnected. Vagabond smiles, and extends a hand to confirm the challenge, "first one t' the floor.. Loses.." Whiplash regards Brawl in complete silence for a long moment, letting him squirm. Then her stance relaxes a little. "Alright, Brawl," she says finally. "Apology accepted. Just remember that being called an idiot is *not* a compliment, and that's no way to talk about your leader. If you wouldn't say it about your immediate superior, say Onslaught, for instance, then don't say it about Megatron. Wait, scratch that - just save the commentary for the rest of the night, okay?" Brawl says, "What's it mean anyways?" Guest1 says, "I was talking about the other kind of uproar." Shatterquake takes the hand, "May the least efficient con win!" Vagabond yee haws and goes off in search of energon cubes... Brawl says, "I always thought Onslaught was a big idiot too.." Shatterquake walks with Vagabong, this should be a cinch. Beam hands Fallout another cube. "Drink up." Subdiver smiles and nods to Whiplash, approving. He then chuckles a bit at Brawl. Whiplash's optics narrow. "That's a word you use on Autobots, Brawl. Remember it." Fallout accepts the cube and facepalms with a spare hand at Brawl before chugging. Brawl says, "what's it mean?" Brawl says, "does it mean you have a small..you know.." Whiplash fills in decisively, "Brain." Brawl says, "thats what I was thinkin." Whiplash says, "A small brain. Like Autobots. Get it?" Vagabond trots up to the energon getting place(where ever it is) Me an' m' friend here.. we need ah few energahns.." Onslaught is already a couple of sheets windward, so doesn't bother responding. "Whiplash.." he comments, "It is better not to argue with a fool.. for he shall drag you down to his level and beat you with his idiocy..." Brawl thinks for a minute.. Brawl says, "HEY!" Brawl yells loudly "IM NOT AN IDIOT!" Whiplash says, "Go drink yourself into oblivion, Brawl. That'll be safer for you tonight." Guest1 says, "Who have the Tuesday blues?" Triage mutters to Onslaught: "you ... ..." Fallout laughs, fortunately softly, at Brawl. She saw that one coming. Brawl says, "come over here and call me an idiot. 'aint funny." Brawl pouts. Shatterquake chuckles next to Vagabond, "This is gonna be fun." Uproar says, "Not I, for in 20 mins, it will be Wednesday, and then well..stuff:)" Onslaught mutters to Triage: "... ... flickers ... at the ... I ... ... fine hon.. ... admiring ... fact ... I ... ... most beautiful femme ... ... my arms..." Triage grins at Onslaught. "...flaterrer..." Brawl looks at triage and onslaught. makes a eww face. goes to drink. Two energon's are placed in front of Vagabond and Shatterquake, Vagabond looks at his earnestly, "wheell?" Onslaught mutters to Triage: "... the ... with this lies ..." Whiplash shakes her head and then gets back to her energon cube. Triage mutters to Onslaught: "... ... ... at ..." Guest1 feels the anticipation of the fight. Shatterquake takes his energon, and downs it in one. Fallout sits with Beam and they talk quietly while downing cubes with the vengeance of long bar tradition. Uproar arroghs? Fight? Whiplash says, "No fighting on the Guest channel.... :)" Whiplash says, "Well ... not much, anyway.... ;)" Vagabond smiles, takes the cube.."Glub glub glub..ahhh... Guest1 says, "The time when I can take revenge on the cons." Whiplash says, "So, you you been off-planet, Subdiver? Back when we still had resources to go out and explore?" Shatterquake smiles, "Next." Vagabond says, "what if there are two female guests who want to mud wrestle.. that allowed?" Brawl goes and get shis own cube "allright. down the hatch" he starts on his 4th cube of the night. Uproar slaps Vagabond. Onslaught looks down at Triage, and reaches up, touching the side of her face. Oh yes, he's not caring a thing for the world of his professional apperance at the moment. Vagabond says, "you know you wanna see it to uppity!" Whiplash says, "Sure ... if that's what they want, who am I to spoil their fun? :)" Onslaught mutters to Triage: " ... ... great..." Triage mutters to Onslaught: "... ... feelin' ok?" Skids wants to see it... as a psychosocial study, of course. Really. Subdiver looks off to the side, then back to Whiplash. "Actually, no. I didn't explore *off*world, but... uh... *under*world." Onslaught mutters to Triage: "... better." Guest1 says, "I'm I guy but I'll start." Guest1 jumps in the mud pit. Arclight takes an almost dainty sip from her own cube (well, in comparison with how some of the others are downing their energon, anyway...) and looks around. Well, Polyhex people do know how to draw the masses... Triage mutters to Onslaught: "...li'l tipsy?" Really messed up now Lunar appears in a blaze of fire. "o/~ Like the night it's a secret, mysterious dark and unknown, I do not know what I seek, yet I'll seek it alone! It's the feeling of being alive, filled with evil but truly alive! o/~" Onslaught mutters to Triage: "...not ... to be affected in other ..." Whiplash says, "Oh? I spent a good bit of time in the underground, for a while." Really messed up now Lunar says, "Bow to me mortals, and turn green with envy!" Triage giggles. "Oh really?" Linebreaker shoots Lunar through the chest. *gulp* Brawl bows backwards to lunar showing a moon "oops" Mewtwo Onslaught says, "How about I just turn green and puke on you?" Onslaught nods. "Do I need to prove it?" Vagabond makes note: stay out of mud pit, "still wanna study it Skids?" Uproar beats Lunar on the head, "Shaddup you." Really messed up now Lunar says, "Because . . . I have seen S. Marc Jordan." (Usually) Shattered tech Shatterquake says, "this is fun" Really messed up now Lunar says, "Recognize the name, anyone?" Mewtwo Onslaught says, "And this is?" Really messed up now Lunar says, "You should know, Onsy. He's YOUR voice actor on the original show." Guest1 crawls out of mud pit. Beam laughs at something Fallout said. "Does he treat y'well?" He asks before they return to their quieter voices. Mewtwo Onslaught says, "Oh, well." Vagabond grabs his as two more are passed down, "Glub..NEXT! *BLEEECH!* Skids says, "Ehh.... Nah. There's just not enough... how the humans call it... T&A for a scientific study." Guest1 says, "Anyone have have some soap, water, and a towel?" Subdiver says, "Well, this was waaaay back when there were plenty of underground caverns and tunnels full of energon. I used to map them out, find more of 'em, that sorta thing." Vagabond says, "actually... no... no I don't...not on me" Whiplash says, "Hey, *you* wanted to get into the mud pit ... you should have come prepared. ;)" Really messed up now Lunar says, "I went to see Titanic: A New Musical, since it's on tour and coming through Atlanta. Lo and behold, Marc Jordan is playing the part of Isidor Straus."" Triage grins. '...maaaybe...' she teases. Shatterquake drinks his down, and then picks up the next as it is set in front of him Guest1 says, "It was short notice." Dr. Feelgood Vagabond says, "?" Really messed up now Lunar says, "It was a good musical, too." Vagabond fails with his generic roll. Onslaught hehs, "...I see..." Whiplash says, "Though I suppose you cold jump into the river over there, on the next Mush down the hall.... :)" Brawl goes to vagabound "hey. what number ya on?" Subdiver watches the ongoing drinking match with interest... Onslaught drains down the last of his drink, and starts to slow down a bit in his dance, looking down at Triage. Vagabond begins to feel a little tipsy, just enough so as he no longer realizes he should've stopped, "Ahm on...slaggit.. well.. this here m' secahnd in ah row...buht.. ah've had..oohh.. 'bout two or three 'fore this'a one here.." Whiplash nods. "Myself, I just used 'em for easy passage. Easy to move without being noticed, easy to drag prey down from underneath." Triage grins at Onslaught. Shatterquake slugs his fourth in a row down in one, seemingly still sober Hole Filler, Uproar says, "Murphy's law on sex: Love is a matter of chemistry" Uproar woos! 16h 47m 34s til my arrival in Atlanta! Keyword: Seeminly.. Whiplash finishes off the rest of her second energon cube, and makes no move to obtain another. Hole Filler, Uproar says, "Murphy's law on sex: Love is a matter of chemistry; sex is a matter of physics." (New BB message (18/5) posted to 'Vacation Notices' by Lunar: A glimmer of hope) Really messed up now Lunar chuckles. "You're arriving and I'm leaving." *gulp* Brawl is so danged nervous! Uproar snaps his fingers, "Damn":) Onslaught pulls away from Triage, still holding her hand, "Gentlemechs and femmes..." he starts out, "I hate to be a pest and cut out earlier, but I am going to take Triage here and recreate our bonding night. Fallout, I leave this party in your hands." Really messed up now Lunar says, "Can the sarcasm, Uppity :)" Uproar says, "Ah, but you'll be back Sunday, that leaves me a week to hunt you down and hurt you:)" Subdiver raises a brow. "That sounds kinda terrifyin'. Well, for the bots..." He looks over at Onsy and Triage, and his brow raises higher. Fallout grins up at Onslaught. "If that's possible, boss." Really messed up now Lunar says, "Fun. Where ya staying?" Uproar says, "With a close friend. Why ya nervous Brawl?" Whiplash chuckles, showing a glint of her fangs again. "Oh yeah. You could say I took out my share of 'Bots in my time." Shatterquake chuckles, and looks to brawl, before getting cube number five, "Here's to you, bub!" Triage blinkblinks. '..yeep.." (New BB message (18/6) posted to 'Vacation Notices' by Onslaught: Mardi Gras) Subdiver smiles a bit at the couple. "Never got bonded, myself... waited too long, and 'fore I knew it, it was too late," he mutters. Vagabond grabs his 5th and 6th, "hey.. ah saw this on mahnacuss once.. this mech.. he did it jheeest lahke this.." (New BB message (18/8) posted to 'Vacation Notices' by Uproar: MG, Atl, and Stuff) Shatterquake shakes his head, now feeling tipsy, "whoa, this ole mech is getting there, but I ain't stopping til the total eclipse!" Vagabond takes a cube in each hand and chants, "Zahggy Saki, Zahggy Saki Rah Rah.. Hic.. Rah!" then procedes to down one cube after the other. Shatterquake drinks cubes 6 and seven Onslaught pauses at Triage stalls, and suddenly lifts her up. "Comeon... we're wasting good recharge time..." Whiplash's optics darken perceptibly. "Yeah well ... maybe it's too late for a lot of us," she says softly. She shoots a glance in the direction of the nearest energon table again, but then shakes her head as though refusing the thought. Triage yeeps and giggles, more than a little tipsy herself. "...okay, okay..." Onslaught enters the Polyhex - Residential Sector <-NE- Northeast>. Onslaught has left. Triage enters the Polyhex - Residential Sector <-NE- Northeast>. Triage has left. Subdiver pats Whiplash's shoulder. "Ah, go on, have another. Enjoy yourself, now, it's what we're here for." Whiplash determinedly turns her attention to the remnants of the energon-guzzling contest going on. "Let's just hope those guys don't have to go into battle tomorrow, is all I can say." Brawl lays down, smiling slightly "thizz. is..the stuff. I love you all.." Whiplash turns and hisses threateningly at the unexpected touch. "Hands to yourself, groundpounder," she snaps, her optics flashing bright. Uproar says, "Klax!" Vagabond blinks at brawl, staring at him for several seconds before bursting out into laughter, he turns around to nudge Shatterquake and falls flat on his back, laughing hard then he was when he was standing. Warning Klaxon says, "Uppy!" Arclight watches the proceedings with mild interest and great amusement. This is good. Strage, yet good... Shatterquake chuckles, "Total eclipsed already." he puts down the remnants of his 7th, "I win." Subdiver hms, and backs up a tad. "Um, ok, ma'am..." He didn't really expect that. He tries to make a joke out of it. "And 'sides, I was never much of a groundpounder." Brawl starts to laugh at himself too. he's too dumb to realize hes being laughed at and too drunk to care. Vagabond laughs, "aawwwhhl raght...ya whin this one.. but..HIC!, help m' hic-up.." Fallout continues to talk with the old construction worker as the two of them catch up. Skids says, "Wow. Eight hour connections. I wish I had that kinsdof time for MUSHing. :)" Warning Klaxon says, "It's called 'loserdom'. :)" Really messed up now Lunar says, "Onslaught=Wait a sec . . . Mardi Gras starts when?" Whiplash's glowing optics shade slowly back to their normal color. "Sorry," she says. "Reflex reaction." Mewtwo Onslaught says, "Been going on." Demolition Mech Subdiver notes said folks were probably idle a lot of those 8 hours or so. :) Triage says, "The actual day of Mardi Gras is the 7th." Mewtwo Onslaught says, "Starts 12 days after XMas, last until Ash Wedensday." Really messed up now Lunar says, "Heh. Heh heh. Hehehe. Hehehehehehehe." Dr. Feelgood Vagabond says, "ain't it this weekend 'till fat tues?" Really messed up now Lunar says, "Hahahahahaha. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Dr. Feelgood Vagabond duct tapes looneys emitter shut. Brawl starts to sing a cybertronian drinking song. very off key. Whiplash says, "Oh, and ... " she smiles slightly, trying to take the sting out of her reaction, "Don't call me ma'am. I'm Whiplash, remember?"" Really messed up now Lunar rips the duct tape off. "OW! That SMARTS! Okay, wouldja believe that the vacation I'm on is to visit relatives . . . and those relatives happen to live in Mississippi . . . and New Orleans? :) Mewtwo Onslaught lives nowhere near NO. Shatterquake reaches down to help Vagabond to his feet, "C'mon Vage Mewtwo Onslaught lives in upstate Louisiana. Really messed up now Lunar says, "Too bad." Mewtwo Onslaught says, "Where at in Mississippi y'all visiting?" Vagabond whooos as shatter pulls him up, he jumps in the air and leans against him with one hand, "y'know.. " Really messed up now Lunar says, "Picaune. Real close to Slydelle :)" Subdiver shrugs, grinning a bit. "Sorry, had a bit of a reflex, myself, Whiplash." He looks over at the drinking contest. "Looks we got ourselves a winner." Mewtwo Onslaught knows where that is! Mewtwo Onslaught was born in Lousiville. Mewtwo Onslaught says, "err Louisville." Pikachu Fallout says, "Lulvil?" Really messed up now Lunar doesn't know where hardly anything is in Mississippi. My Dad's from there originally, and my grandparents just moved back there. Pikachu Fallout says, "Pardon, Lulvul?" Shatterquake "You're not my type, Vage. Whiplash regards them dubiously. "Somehow I'm thinking neither one of 'em is going to be a real winner. I used to see it in the Games - idiot fighters would get overenergized the night before a big match, and then lose. And you know what it meant to lose a gladiatorial bout." Vagabond blinks, "th' pit..NOOO!!!!!!...Ah was just gonna sahy... ah'm slagged awwwf m' aft..." Whiplash gets a somewhat distant expression. "Or do you?" she asks. [OOC] Vagabond baps Shatterquake! [OOC] Shatterquake says, "sorry" Subdiver hms. "Not sure I do. I just watched 'em, never took part. Not built for combat, though that's not to say I couldn't fight at all." [OOC] Vagabond shrugs, "oh well...it was funny..." Whiplash says, "Ah, but you saw the losers fall, then, didn't you? Saw 'em die?" Shatterquake chuckles, "I knew I would win." Whiplash says, "Survival of the fittest, weeding out the weak at its most efficient?" Brawl starts to roll over and snore. Subdiver hms.. "Thought it was bad enough just to die. But I think I know what you're getting at..." Vagabond looks up at him, "wheellllll duh... whaht mahkes ya thank tha' I didnt jhest wanna 'scuse t' get slahgged?" Whiplash makes a shrugging motion with her tentacles. "It was the rules of the game. Things are different these days, obviously." Beam wraps an arm about Fallout's shoulders and she leans against him as they talk, their conversation lost in the crowd's. Shatterquake chuckles, "Nothing." You hear faint, ecstatically happy noises from the direction of Darkmount Vagabond looks away from DM, "where's them voices cahmnin' from?" Brawl smiles at the noises "go ons. go triage" Shatterquake says, "From Darkmount" Subdiver says, "But what ya seemed to be sayin' is that it's a real shame for a warrior to lose, and get disgraced just because he let himself get trashed the night before he had to go to the arena. Though... none of these guys have to worry about that." Brawl says, "I dont erm..think its a problem" Brawl snickers. [OOC] Arclight yawns and heads out, "Was fun all." :) [OOC] Fallout waves! Subdiver glances at Darkmount, and coughs. Really messed up now Lunar sings. "o/~ Like the moon an enigma, lost and alone in the night, damned by some heavenly stigma, but blazing with light! o/~ He disappears in a burst of flame. Whiplash nods. "'Course when I was going up against 'em, I didn't mind that much that my opponent was stupid the night before." She laughs softly, though there's an oddly bitter undertone to the sound. Vagabond walks off away from Dm, "aawwhhl raahght, "lets join 'em..onwahrd.. hoo!" Arclight goes home. Arclight has left. Guest1 says, "Whiplash = Are you sure?" Triage WAVES! and heads home. "Night ya'll!" Pikachu Fallout waves! Subdiver says, "I don't recall the gladitorial rules back then too well.. wasn't there any way out for an opponent, to spare 'em? Though it would serve somebody right to lose that way and have to pay for it, seems like a waste of a warrior in hindsight." Whiplash says, "It was, I suppose, but that's how it went. You won, or you died. Oh, there was a time or two when the winner would spare the loser, but their career was over then." Subdiver says, "Guess some gladiators would've preferred to die." Whiplash's optics flicker faintly. "Oh yeah." Whiplash gestures toward the energon. "Anyway - have some, before it's gone. Not enough to make you stupid, mind you." Subdiver shakes his head. "Nah, had enough trouble drinking that last cube... and I probably should get to my recharging bed. Shins are startin' to ache." He nods to Whiplash, smiling somewhat. "Was good meetin' ya, Whiplash. Ain't had a good conversation in long time." Fallout continues to lean on and talk to Beam. Whiplash nods. "Have fun, old-timer. Figured I'd not leave you standing there way out of place if I could help it. Not a good way to treat one's fellow Decepticons." [OOC] Brawl says, "night all" [OOC] Fallout says, "'night, brawl!" Brawl has disconnected. [OOC] Whiplash says, "'Night Brawl...." Triage Waves! Shatterquake walks over to whiplash, maintaining a polite distance, "Good evening." Guest1 says, "Another day in the temporal vortex." Pikachu Fallout snugs! Guest1 starts to juggle. Whiplash is about to take her leave herself, but then stops to regard Shatterquake questioningly. Subdiver hmms.. "Maybe not a good way to treat yourself, either.... Well, you go chat with the younger 'cons here. They probably know the current state 'a the world better than me, and make better conversation." He starts to shuffle off. Shatterquake smiles darkly, "I trust you are another who prefers caution over partying, young lady?" Whiplash's optics narrow slightly, a bit suspiciously. "Let's just say I prefer to remain in command of all my abilities." Announcement: TP Announcer shouts, "Thanks for showing up on short notice to the party, bots, cons, and unaffils alike! Don't forget after the part winds down to reset your names to normal, and Archer, get rid of the pokename." [OOC] Subdiver hopes someone is logging other than himself, cuz he has to go. :) [OOC] Fallout is Guest1 says, "Khan! Khan!" Shatterquake chuckles, "As do I, normally. I am not even on a full charge yet." [OOC] Subdiver thankees Subdiver enters the Polyhex - Main Street <-S- South>. Subdiver has left. Guest1 says, "Laughs." Whiplash indicates the tables of energon, what remains of them. "Looks like there's still more to be had," she remarks. Shatterquake shrugs, "I never full charge, it takes too long." Guest has disconnected. Whiplash regards the other 'Con dubiously. "Why's that?" Shatterquake shrugs, "My energon storage is massive." =========================== Online Faction Members =========================== Name Alias IC? Idl Con Fac R Location ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Solar SOL IC 3m 12m Con 1 Solar's Chem Lab Fallout Fally IC 0s 3h Con 4 Polyhex - City Center Whiplash lash IC 37s 5h Con 5 Polyhex - City Center ================= This information is for OOC purposes only! ================= ======================= Connected players in your area ======================= D 5 Whiplash A 5 Shatterquake D 4 Fallout A 5 Vagabond ============================================================================== Whiplash says, "That could be good or bad, I suppose. Long as you can function at half power, and can fuel up when you have the chance, it sounds like you'd have some reserves for bad times. Not such a bad thing." Shatterquake nods, "I know." Pikachu Fallout would like to know how to do the carriage returns when posting. Whiplash looks around at the party winding down. Nuts as Solar says, "percent symbol r" Whiplash says, "The guy that was trying to drink Brawl under the floor - friend of yours?" Fallout also looks out at the dwindling party from where she and Beam are still chatting. She smiles and makes some plans for the leftover energon. Shatterquake chuckles, "An old friend indeed." Vagabond is now talking to light pole who he thinks has been hitting on him all night, "nahw listen honey.. ahm not gonna be on cybartrahn much long'r thahn needed..ah'm a' travlin' mech..." Hole Filler, Uproar says, "Murphy's law on sex: Love is a matter of chemistry; sex is a matter of physics." Uproar woos! 15h 59m 12s til my arrival in Atlanta! Shatterquake says, "His name is Vagabond." Pikachu Fallout waves to Uppity Whiplash chuckles. "In that case, maybe you oughtta get him out of harm's way before he hurts himself." Uproar says, "Only on to make a post" Shatterquake shrugs, "He'll be alright. he always is, that one's got more lives than a cybercat." Askin'fer it Hyperdrive says, "awww" Whiplash says, "Good thing one of you stays sober, then." Demolition Mech Dagger waves g'night! Vagabond comes tromping back, muttering something about clingy, "sh' kept shahnin' this brahgt lahgt in m' ahptics.." Shatterquake chuckles, "True." he looks over to his friend as he returns,."Hey bond, you awright?" Demolition Mech Dagger walks out of the MUSH, and abruptly stops. He dramatically pulls out a remote trigger, depresses the button, and the MUSH gets blown to hell and back. Then Dagger gets his aft pfired for that. :> Vagabond sighs, "lahst an'ther femme... sh' was movin' ta' fast fer me anywahys.." Darkraid has connected. [OOC] Darkraid shoots his computer Fallout continues to lean against Beam where they're sitting and talking and watching Shatterquake and Whiplash talk. Shatterquake chuckles, "You always lose them Bond." Whiplash remarks with some amusement, "That wouldn't take much, at this point." [OOC] Fallout helps. Why are we shooting at it? Solar says, "Whats going on?" [OOC] Darkraid says, "It locked up when I was loggin on" Whiplash says, "You missed the big party in Polyhex, Solar...." Guest1 says, "Thats a relief. I was worried, because on another MUSH I was told to stop it." Vagabond shoots a glance back at the light pole, which, as it's late turns off due to it's timer, "well ah... " he snubs his head in the air and looks away quickly. Stealth Tetrabomber says, "What! Aw man I miss all the fun" Solar arrives from the Polyhex - Main Street. Solar has arrived. Whiplash says, "Maybe we'll have another sometime... :)" Fallout continues to lean against Beam where they're sitting and talking and watching Shatterquake and Whiplash talk. (repose as Solar's walked in) Whiplash regards the aftermath of the party, those who are still upright and those who no longer can claim that distinction. [OOC] Solar says, "Nobody tells me anything" [OOC] Shatterquake says, "ya missed da party Solar!" [OOC] Solar says, "Whiplash told me =(" (New BB message (1/40) posted to 'Public' by Hyperdrive: bye) Whiplash notices a new individual arrive on the scene. There's still some energon left on the tables, for those inclined to clean up. Darkraid steps out the HQ again, having taken refuge for a bit eithin it's quiet walls Solar moves slowly in and notices those rendered unconcious "Intiresting time fellows?" Whiplash says, "Oh, it's been interesting, alright." Fallout pauses in her conversation with the mech she's talking with. "You know how some people party.." She turn back to the conversation. Shatterquake chuckles, "Indeed it has" Whiplash herself shows no signs of overenergization. She's simply observing the aftermath. Solar notices the extra energon "It must have been an interesting party sorry I missed it" Whiplash says, "Was okay, except that Brawl needed to be taught some manners. Met a few new warriors, whiled away some hours. Onslaught and Triage looked happy, anyway." Vagabond falls over.. Shatterquake looks at Vagabond, "Typical." Whiplash says, "Does this a lot, does he?" Solar glances at the fallen mech "Onslaught was happy for the carnage and Triage was happy to have spare parts" Whiplash laughs softly. "Er, no. Not quite in that way." Darkraid looks over the aftermath of the celebration and half sighs, "Great more work to do..." Whiplash says, "Let's just say they turned a few rounds on the dancefloor and then couldn't wait to vanish off together." Whiplash flickers one optic in a "wink". Beam gets up and helps Fallout up as well. Solar smirks "Why does the one always follow the other?" Shatterquake chuckles, "Vagabond is terrible for getting overcharged." Whiplash makes a shrugging motion with their tentacles. "Let 'em have their fun while they can." Whiplash says, "For my part, I got a guard post to get back to." Shatterquake says, "He more often than not does a total eclipse." Solar says, "I suppose I can help dump some of the refuse, at about 20000 clicks"" Darkraid moves towards Beam and Fallout, "I'm guessing we'll have to clean this up within the next few cycles...." Shatterquake hmms, and turns towards Darkraid, "Greetings." Fallout looks up at Darkraid. "Oh, probably.. I've already arranged for some of that, though." Whiplash regards the mess. "Tell you what. I'll take run around the wastelands just to make sure no one snuck up on us while we were all here enjoying ourselves, and then I'll be back to help out if there's anything left to do." Whiplash transforms into MedusaSaur. [OOC] MedusaSaur says, "But tomorrow, because I'm headed off to bed now.... :)" Beam looks around at all the empty cubes where he an Fallout were sitting. "Hmm.. didn't think we had -that- many.." [OOC] Fallout says, "'night!" [OOC] Solar says, "Night Whiplash" MedusaSaur says, "Good luck with your companions." [OOC] Darkraid says, "Night Lash" MedusaSaur moves off into the shadows. MedusaSaur enters the Polyhex - Main Street <-S- South>. MedusaSaur has left. Solar takes some if the leftover energon and puts it into a subspace pocket From afar (to Darkraid, Solar, Vagabond, Fallout, and Shatterquake), MedusaSaur waves goodnight ... thanks for the RP, all.... Darkraid nods to Beam, "You sorta lose count after a while." oving his gaze to Fallout, "Want a hand getting back to your quarters?" Guest1 says, "I hope someone is going to clean up this mess." Guest1 says, "I know I'm not." MedusaSaur says, "Tomorrow. :) 'Night...." Vagabond has disconnected. Dr. Feelgood Vagabond saunters around the MUSH happily, having beaten his nemisis, then the random name generator appears, E.R. Screams in terror as it boots him off the MUSH. Darkraid hands G1 a mop and a broom Guest1 says, "What! Of all the.." Guest1 reluctantly takes mop and broom. Fallout nods. "Could pro'bly use one. Unlike Beam, here, it gets hard for me to walk pro'ply." [OOC] Darkraid says, "That should be Moving not oving" [OOC] Darkraid must be getting really tired Guest1 says, "My own secret world." Darkraid nods to Fally and winks at Beam as he bends down and hoists her onto his shoulder. Much in the same manner Beam did earlier in the evening. Beam grins. "Lemme know when ya wake up inna mornin' and I'll send ova' m'hangova' cure." He looks at Darkraid. "Nice meetin'cha." Guest1 says, "Look there is an elephant looking at me from a bubble gum tree!" Fallout seems rather startled, but quickly resigns herself. She's not in much shape to fight back. Shatterquake chuckles, "I have places to go. See you around. When he comes round tell Vagabond I set off early." Guest1 says, "Just a note before I leave." Shatterquake enters the Polyhex - Residential Sector <-NE- Northeast>. Shatterquake has left. Shatterquake arrives from the Polyhex - Residential Sector. Shatterquake has arrived. Shatterquake enters the Polyhex - Main Street <-S- South>. Shatterquake has left. Darkraid nods to Beam, "Was fun, we'll have to get together and talk some other time. But for now I've gotta get her outta here." Beam waves and wanders off, walking as if cold sober, but his whistling betraying just how drunk he is. Guest1 says, "Could someone put a couch in the OOC lounge? Its hard sitting on the floor." Chocoholic Fallout gives the guest a pillow Guest1 says, "Thankyou." Fallout rests a couple of hands on Darkraid's opposite shoulder for support. Darkraid says, "A travel pillow? Come now the poor guestie can't sit properly on that." Solar starts to leave when he remembers he didn't make the mess Guest1 says, "This isn't just any guestie, this is Temporay_Name." Darkraid offers G1 a seat in 'The Comfy chair' Chocoholic Fallout tosses a beanbag(chair) to the guest Guest1 says, "Well the Comfy chair or beanbag? hmmm." Darkraid turns slowly and heads back towards the HQ and the barracks. Darkraid pulls out 'The Fluffy Pillows' Guest1 says, "You are not part of the Spanish Inquisition are yor Darkraid?" Chocoholic Fallout brings out the foot massager Guest1 says, "now this is more like it!" Darkraid erms softly and looks at his red robe, "Not at all...nope nope..." Fallout rides along, perching well on account of the stability four arms gives for bracing. Guest1 laughs Launchpad McQuack Solar says, "He gives new meaning to the term the IRON MAIDEN" Guest1 says, "So what is going on?" Darkraid pulls out a small plastic dish drying rack, "Silence or I shall tie you to 'THE RACK'" Guest1 says, "That just won't do I'm afraid." Chocoholic Fallout says, "We just finished up a big party IC." Solar enters the Polyhex - Main Street <-S- South>. Solar has left. Fallout has left. Darkraid He's big, he's dark, he's got orange eyes... DarkRaid is black, and seemingly limned in orange highlights. The wicked hooked head of a long broadaxe sticks up over his right shoulder, flickering with energy. His face is covered with a mask, leaving his optics glowing in the shade of his helm. His stance projects a readiness to stand and fight the instant the orders are given. A faded Decepticon symbol shows purple in the center of his chest, outlined and boxed in with crisp orange lines. Taken. Military HQ Military HQ Before you is the mighty recruiting office of the Decepticon Empire, encouraging inhabitants to aid them in their cause of unifying Cybertron under a strong military. Several civilians seem to be going in and out almost every moment - some volunteers, others signing up to be loyal soldiers to the Empire. Nearby is an infirmary, where new recruits and ill or injured civilians go to be examined by trained medics. Finally, a large building is seen to the north, where the Decepticon officers who reside or visit here stay. Pride and honor exude from all around. Obvious exits: -N- North leads to Officer's Quarters. -E- East leads to Recruiting office. -W- West leads to Barracks. -NW- Northwest leads to Infirmary. -O- Out leads to Polyhex - City Center. Barracks This is a standard barracks, where Decepticon soldiers spend their rest cycles recharging. Many doors are in this building, leading to each private room. Each occupant's name is engraved on their door, and a Decepticon insignia adorns each in pride. Jetstream's Quarters Darkraid's Quarters [#2096 n] Fallout's quarters Thrusts Lull Place Ramjet's Quarters Obvious exits: -E- East leads to Military HQ. Dropped. Barracks This is a standard barracks, where Decepticon soldiers spend their rest cycles recharging. Many doors are in this building, leading to each private room. Each occupant's name is engraved on their door, and a Decepticon insignia adorns each in pride. Darkraid [D] Jetstream's Quarters Darkraid's Quarters Fallout's quarters [#2439 en] Thrusts Lull Place Ramjet's Quarters Obvious exits: -E- East leads to Military HQ. Guest1 says, "I haerd. Over senseless destruction. I'm ashamed." Guest1 says, "lets see how many cons are here." Darkraid walks in slowly, forcing himself to take careful steps. Although he may not have celebrated much outside he did manage to walk off with a large armful of enercubes. The supply has greatly diminished and the evidence is obvious as the door to his quarters is opened slightly, revealing the pile on the floor. Nuts as Solar gets knocked of the MUSH by Primeape and yells "Looks like Team Rocket is blasting off AGAAAAAIIIIIIINNNNNNN!" Guest1 says, "I see. Not surprising." Guest1 says, "Just be careful of renegade TL's." Fallout leans against Darkraid for a bit once he puts her down and eyes the distance to her door. Under her breath she mutters something about getting suckered into a drinking contest with Beam again.. Darkraid glances from her door to his, "Don' think I can make it to both of 'em..." Guest1 says, "Just you all wait." Darkraid says, "For what?" Guest1 says, "For a reckoning." Wildfire remembers something and walks back online, muttering... Also, she waves. Guest1 says, "From me." You say, "First he beat Brawl, -then- 'e challenged me.. an' 'e's -still- walkin' home.." Guest1 says, "That is a challenge." Guest1 says, "Do you have the courage?" Fallout looks up at Darkraid. "I think y're right." She continues to lean. Darkraid nods slowly, "Tough guy....." He again contemplates, well at least considers the two distances.. Guest1 says, "Cons. Typical." Fallout mutters to Fallout: "Beam's ... ... ... helluva sensa ..." Fallout mutters to you: "Beam's just got one helluva sensa balance" Chocoholic Fallout isn't impressed. She's stood up to Dust's optics. Darkraid says, "I've got courage...but right now not the alertness as I need to be getting to bed soon" Guest1 says, "It is getting late. It has been fun talking with you. Hope to see you later." Fallout also considers the distances. She shakes her head slowly. "Nope.. c'n't make'm both. Dunno if c'n make -one-." Darkraid waves Guest1 Walks up to a corner in the OOC lounge. Darkraid says, "Thin' I c'n make one of 'em...." Guest says, "Throw me something, mister!" Guest has connected. You say, "Good 'nuff, i'guess.. which?" Darkraid fails with his generic roll. [OOC] Fallout says, "Judgement call? ;)" Darkraid doesn't even bother with finesse for the moment, "Mine." [OOC] Darkraid nods Guest1 fiddles with a key and inserts it into an invisible key hole. All of a sudden a blue box appears. It measures 2m tall 1.5 wide and 1,5 long. There is lettering on top of the box that says "Police Box" and a blue light tops it. Guest1 steps into it. After a few seconds there is a grinding, "vworping noise". The box slowly fades away into nothingness. Darkraid wonders how in the heck G1 became the Doctor Fallout nods and leans against Darkraid. "Soun's good." Darkraid heads towards his quarters, one hand on her shoulder. [OOC] Fallout is past judgement calls. She has just enough left to know she's not in much shape to make decisions. ;) Guest1 has disconnected. Guest says, "hello?" Fallout lets herself be steered. [OOC] Darkraid still has to desc the inside of his quarters but is too tired ATM Chocoholic Fallout waves to the guest. Sorry.. RPing an interesting situation. Darkraid has left. Permission denied. You paged Darkraid with ''permission denied''. Barracks This is a standard barracks, where Decepticon soldiers spend their rest cycles recharging. Many doors are in this building, leading to each private room. Each occupant's name is engraved on their door, and a Decepticon insignia adorns each in pride. Jetstream's Quarters Darkraid's Quarters Fallout's quarters [#2439 en] Thrusts Lull Place Ramjet's Quarters Obvious exits: -E- East leads to Military HQ. Guest says, "s'okay" Darkraid pages: try now Permission denied. Guest says, "where's the character room?" You paged Darkraid with 'Same.'. Darkraid has arrived. Fallout has left. Darkraid He's big, he's dark, he's got orange eyes... DarkRaid is black, and seemingly limned in orange highlights. The wicked hooked head of a long broadaxe sticks up over his right shoulder, flickering with energy. His face is covered with a mask, leaving his optics glowing in the shade of his helm. His stance projects a readiness to stand and fight the instant the orders are given. A faded Decepticon symbol shows purple in the center of his chest, outlined and boxed in with crisp orange lines. Taken. Darkraid's Quarters(#2096n) A fairly non-descript door, the only thing that distinguishes it are a few dents on it's otherwise pristine surface. Dropped. Darkraid's Quarters A fairly non-descript door, the only thing that distinguishes it are a few dents on it's otherwise pristine surface. Contents: Darkraid Guest has disconnected. Darkraid pages: Night Fallout looks 'round the room and suppresses a yawn. "Bed looks good." She steps over and slides into it. [OOC] Fallout says, "hmm? did you mean to page me?" [OOC] Darkraid says, "Nope meant to page Wildfire" Darkraid nods, "Yeah it does." He also stretches out on it, his net not even realizing what he's doing... Fallout snugs up next to Darkraid instinctively and closes her optics, just beginning to drift off. Darkraid places a single arm across Fallout's midriff and lets his optics fall shut, his rest cycle already beginning to overtake him [OOC] Fallout grins. And here we log off.. :) 'night, hon. [OOC] Fallout thinks she ought to stay offline until you can log on tomorrow, definitely, so we can RP 'em waking up together.. *EG* [OOC] Darkraid nods, "Good idea. Night hon. See you after work." [OOC] Fallout says, "*smooches*" Thank you for visiting.