NCC Central Hub

 

     This is the very center of New Crystal City and serves as the gateway to the other areas. There are spires that reach up high into the sky and domes that crouch down low to the ground, facilities constructed purely of transparent materials, and even tunnels that travel into the ground. Vast sky-roads loom overhead, providing access to many of the buildings in a mad crisscross pattern. Among the buildings one can access from the central hub are the gleaming crystal dome-like command center, the hardy bunker-like medical ward, and the huge metal Coliseum-inspired arena. The various roadways travel to other parts of the city, including a decrepit sky-road that plunges underground to the dungeon, a wide low road to the residential plaza, a short bridge that travels to the elevated spaceport, and a twisting, winding maze of a street that leads out to the coastline.

 

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Bonecrusher

Trypticon <T>

Decepticon Sensor #1792

The Powerbase

 

Bonecrusher sits around kicking his heels and sullenlly staring at things, still wrapped up with strips of canvas and duct tape like a drunken hobo's christmas present

 

Mixmaster soars in from the skies, after deciding he needed to get away from it all. Stupid medical bay duty. He notices oil and energon stains from a height, and decides to land next to the person making a mess of the hub... when it's his brother. "You're STILL not fixed?" The Constructicon asks his brother.

 

Bonecrusher looks up at Mixmaster. "Wot?" he replies. "I think my internal..time...thing was damaged from all that aft-kicking that I handed out.. You mean I can get repaired now?"

 

Mixmaster takes a moment to think about what he's saying.. "Uh.. sure." He says. "Yeah, you can get repaired. It's been a week, those were the rules. Hurry up, so I can give you a mop and clean up this mess you're leaking everywhere." Oh yeah, and get PWNed by Scourge. But that'll happen later.

 

Bonecrusher stands up, wincing a little. "Alright then smart aft.. grab those tools and !@#$in repair me"

 

Mixmaster grunts at his brother. "If that was you graciously asking for me to fix you up... I suggest you try again." Nevertheless, he stands aside, gesturing for Bonecrusher to go into the medical ward.

 

"Yeah, well the way /I/ figure it, you're the one that stopped me from gettin repaired until now.." he grumbles, moving towards medbay, "..so you're the one that should slaggin fix me up. Plus I couldn't find Hook."

 

Bonecrusher moves northwest to the NCC Medical Ward.

 

You move northwest to the NCC Medical Ward.

NCC Medical Ward

 

     The Crystal City repair bay is far larger than previous versions in Imperial Headquarters or Trypticon himself. Clearly it was designed by a medic, for a medic. The entire room is rectangular in nature with medical beds arranged in a neat grid pattern. The beds themselves vary, with some being precious little more than metal slabs, and others having full scanners and tools attached, as well as everything in between. In total, there are about twenty beds. There is room for more in an emergency situation. The cabinets line the walls, spaced out between medical terminals. Everything has a place, and organization is key. There are windows with thick transparent metal, allowing one to gaze out and see the wounded as they approach the hospital.

 

Contents:

Bonecrusher

Scrapper's Art <SA> - Thirteen Pieces

Gumby Medic <NCC>

 

Mixmaster steps into the ward behind his brother. "Hook.. I'm suprised you're the one who is currently damaged rather than him, the way things are going." He points to a ward bed as he goes to his desk and waves for a gumby medic to mop up the mess Bonecrusher is leaking about.

 

Bonecrusher impatiently rips his improvised bandages off and throws them away. "Annoyin slaggin things.." he mutters, hefting himself onto the table.

 

Mixmaster breaks out his tools and a scanner before placing them all onto the bed. "Well, first thing I've got to do is seal up all those leaks.." he mutters, before running a quick diagnostic on Bonecrusher.

 

You take several moments to run a medical scan on Bonecrusher...

 

Bonecrusher grins, staring at the ceiling. "An once I'm repaired, I'm gonna lay seven kinds of smackdown on Scourge." He pauses, thinking that over. You can tell, because he's moving his lips. "An then you're gonna scrap up whatever's left of me an repair me again."

 

"That sounds like something Scrapper would do." Mixmaster says. "Woo, You're pretty beat up." Mixy is helpful like that, stating the obvious and all. He takes a screwdriver and opens up all the plating from where all the leaks are coming from. "You know, you're not /that/ damaged. How did Headstrong manage to break all those high pressure hoses like that? I mean, it's not as if it was all in the same place."

 

Bonecrusher errs.. "Yeah, well some !@$#in aft-hole left somethin lyin around, right? An I kinda didn't notice it was there. An then there were those stairs, which some SLAGGER had just polished... an that seeker I landed on was fairly pointy." He lies quiet like for a while. "Broke my fall though."

 

Mixmaster shakes his head slowly as his brother regales him with adventures in stupid land. "Lets just hope the Seeker wasn't one of Motormasters.. we have enough to worry about with him." He looks at all the hoses running up and down his brother's body. Mostly energon tubes. "Well, I can't put sealant on these while the energon is exposed, it would contaminate it. So..." Mixy gets a pair of large steel-cutting scissors, and begins to completely cut open all the energon hoses, what little energon left in Bonecrusher spews out and onto the ground.

 

Bonecrusher huhs. "I don't think he *OW!* is gonna complain, since I *OW!* threatened to *ACK!* lodge my boot so far up his *OW!* ... Primus Mixmaster, what the !@#!in' scrap are ya doin? I though ya were repairin me, not trying ta scrap me up /more/"

 

Mixmaster continues to cut and snip, waving a mop-bearing gumby over to deal with the gushing energon. He just nods and nods and says "Uh-Huh" and nods some more and says "Yeah," as

Bonecrusher continues to say whatever Bonecrushers say. It won't be too long before he is completely drained of energon, and falls down dead.

 

Bonecrusher waves a fist feebly. You know, because he's bleeding to death, or at least shutdown. "Oy! You listenin to me? Cause..'m gonna... 'm gonna wrgsff.."

 

Mixmaster begins work on Bonecrusher's minor injuries.

 

Mixmaster sighs, as Bonecrusher finally begins to stop talking. He starts using a gel to seal up all the high pressure hosing. After a while, he looks up at Bonecrusher, and decides to make the most of the strongest Constructicon's current incapacity. "You know.. I don't believe I've really had the chance to say this, Bonecrusher.. the levels of stupidity you seem to stoop down to sometimes.. shock me so much.. it /hurts/. I mean, really. I've dealt with Rampage and Tantrum, and wooosh! You take the cake, buddy." He continues to work on his brother. Boy, it'd sure be a shame if

Bonecrusher was just barely concious enough to be taking all this in, wouldn't it?"

 

Bonecrusher just sorta barely hears the words, but is too out of it to really make any connections. It'll eventually come to him though, some time.. when Mixmaster least expects it...

 

Mixmaster shuts up all the plating after all the sealing work was done. He still doesn't bother to add energon this point. Since Bonecrusher is going to be throwing down with Scourge soon, he doesn't bother going through a lot of effort fixing his panels, just uses a rudimentary dent-puller - drilling a hole in them and putting a stopper in there, and then pulling hard to remove the worst of the signs of a dent. The holes are still there, however.

 

Bonecrusher lies there. Being fixed, or rather semi-fixed. By a HACK. Maybe he should have found Hook.

 

Thrust sits up on his slab, looking a little bit banged up.

 

Hook is a TOOL. It even said so in his description. Mixy is finished with his repair work, such as it is, so he gets an Energoncubilator 3000 PLUS. Yeah, a new one. This one, in addition to the cube generation settings, also has a reverse setting. It converts a cube into fluid, which can then be inserted directly into an inert structure. The small device sits by Bonecrusher as Mixmaster connects it up. He mutters to himself one last time, "Stupid left arm... Without him Devastator would be a rival to Computron.." before pushing the big button that starts restoring Bonecrusher up to his maximum 100 astrolitres.

 

Yes, and that's the Constructicon's darkest secret... that the mind of Devestator isn't all of the minds of his parts - it's just Bonecrusher. A very pissed off Bonecrusher. "Whzzt?" the bulldozer mech mumbles as he begins to regain conciousness. "Huh? Whut?"

 

Thrust swings his legs over the side of his slab, and attempts to put a foot down...with a nasty noise coming from his the servo in his 'knee.' "Ah, curses!" He swings his legs back up onto the slab, a bit more gingerly this time. "Awful Terran scum!"

 

A Bonecrusher that is forced to be with his five equally annoying brothers, which is why Devastator is so damn angry all the time. "Feeling better, brother?" Mixmaster says, putting on his pleasant face just in time for Bonecrusher to come to. Unfortunately, Mixy's idea of a pleasant face is what most think of as a 'I'm guilty' face.

 

Mixmaster also acknowledges Thrust. "Be with you in a minute." Hang on a minute.. Conehead Seekers are pointy.. did Bonecrusher fall on thrust?

 

Bonecrusher sits up, rubbing his head. "You fixed me yet?" he asks, looking down to check that he still has the same number of limbs and so forth. "Huh.. guess so. Can I go now?"

 

Thrust nods to Mixmaster in acknowledgement, sitting up with his back against a wall. "Fraggin' terran in an exosuit kicked my over last night, this servo hasn't been right since. Damn things're too small, even in the suit....shoulda just stepped on him." Thrust smirks, though, as he says, "Still we got what we came for."

 

Mixmaster eyes his work. Sloppy, incomplete. But hey, he's got the rest of the day off now! "No, not yet, Bonecrusher." He points to the mop gumby. "You've still got a mess to clean up! Look at all this energon! You call yourself a CONSTRUCTicon when you can't even tie a knot around your slagging knee?"

 

Bonecrusher frowns. "Is a bit of a mess, innit?" Looking around, he suddenly reaches out and grabs a med-gumby.. let's say it's Kitbash.. as he scurries past. "OY!" Bonecrusher yells into the face of the startled plebian. "YOU CLEAN THIS MESS UP RIGHT NOW OR I'M GONNA INTRADUCE YOU TA MY FIST, ALRIGHT?" The startled Kitbash staggers backwards as Bonecrusher releases him, nodding nervously and casting his optics around for a mop. "There" Bonecrusher remarks in a satisfied tone as he turns back to Mixmaster. "Done."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Motormaster."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "I demand something."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Yes?"

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "What."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Oh.. sorry. MOTORmaster. Common mistake."

 

Mixmaster would be annoyed with Bonecrusher if he wasn't so amused at how well he handled the situation. Bonecrusher might even have XO material. "Well done," he says with a smirk, before belting kitbash as well. "And be quick about it!"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "By the time "Cuddles" is ready, I your "special plan" to be

completed.  Cuddles will need "special" company"

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Hnnngh."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Was that one of those "Alright!  I will crush people's heads like a mantastic pea!"  "Hnnnghs."  or one of those "Oh crap, he's demanding things again."  "Hnnnghs?""

 

Thrust smirks at the sight of the panic-y gumby, off here there and everywhere so as to avoid more tongue (and fist) lashings. He crosses his arms and closes his optics....just resting my eyes, folks!

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "...."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Hnnngh."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "It was a legitamate question, son number one.  And Mixmaster.  Don't quit your day job."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Standup comedy, in my great wisdom, I do not forsee in your future."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "My command staff is quite prepared Lord. He was simply complying"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "It was a mistake!"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Ah.  Blinky.  Welcome back to active service.  We have long missed the guardian of all that is logic."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "I mean, like noone ever mixes the names GalvaTRON and me.. COMPUTRON. Yeah."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "...I have never been party to being mistaken for that lumbering buffoon.  Are you trying to tell me I look fat?"

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "Back? I have never left Lord. I simply went to Cybertron to assure the malfunctioning drones were in order."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "WELL?!"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Well.. I /have/ been trying to talk to you about nutrition in the

past, sir..."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Oh.  Good.  Excellent Shockwave."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "But really, Purple is so slimming! Noone would notice."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Now is not the time to discuss Energon quality, Mixmaster.  I am

discussing Cuddles!"

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Mixmaster. Is Galvatron Elita One."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Son number one, I am beginning to understand your frustrations."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Yes, I wanted to discuss that too. Has Scrapper displayed his intentions for Cuddles yet, Galvatron? I'm going to order MSE to give you Cuddles as soon as we can. We know how much you want your Cuddles."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Scrapper has pleased me with his plans for Cuddles."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "Speaking of our brood of Constructicons. Hear this... I have

spokem with scrapper about some troubling things that were said to Scourge and myself.. Scrapper has given the other commanders his blessing to deal with... illogical verbal exchanges as we need to."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Yeah, and I still gotta fight him too."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Does illogical also include blatant stupidity?"

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "that would be illogical sir."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Excellent."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "...."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Bonecrusher, your endless facade of courage and valor amuses me to no end."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "You think you can face Scourge?"

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Sure. I'm gonna punch him right in the facade."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Heh heh heh."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster opens his mouth, chosing his words carefully. "He's merely eager to follow

the orders of our high command, sir."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "I should rip off your face for insulting the honor of my brother.

Luckily, son number one found it amusing.  Just as I will find the ruthless beating you suffer at Scourge's hand...amusing."

 

<Decepticon> Fulcrum says, "Well he /tol/ me he'd fight the winnah."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher speaks with Fulcrum's voice in one of those.. animation errors. Yes.

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Fulcrum, you're malfunctioning again."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Stop reading captialist papers.  you know they short you out.  And

of course he told you that, Bonecrusher.  He is a warrior."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "That is not the issue."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "The issue is your blind hope and foolhardiness in thinking you can defeat the left hand of the Empire."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Didn't say I'd defeat him."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Then why are you eager to do so?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "I also think it was generous of my brother to offer us all such

entertainment. I'm planning on having more fun than when Shockwave smacked about that tank you painted green."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "As my astute friend Shockwave might say, "That is not logical.""

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Because I am the winnah, so he hasta fight me.  I told you"

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "If I might be so bold... I expect Bonecrusher to last 5 seconds less

than Shellshock versus myself."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "I will wager a weeks ration"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "By primus!"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Whose ration, Shockwave? Mine or yours?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Shockwave is...a gambling man?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Or is it just statistical marginality?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Well, yeah. Gambling is obviously logical. Or something."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Yeah, right in the marginality."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "It must be."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "THEN in the facade."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Heh heh heh."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "the Probabilities are in Scourages favor"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Because Shockwave would only gamble...if he knew he was going to win.  Thereby making it logical."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Is that like Scouraging for food?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Oh wait.  That's foraging."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "No no, you were right, sir. Scouraging."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "***Malfunction** Scourge"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "I hate it when that happens, don't you Shockwave?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "My malfunction is generally my middle finger accidentally extending.  No idea why it happens.  Oops!  There it goes again."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "The barbaric Bonecrushers speech pattern warped my vocalizer"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "If your vocalizer is malfunctioning, Shockwave, perhaps you should

come down to the ward. I've had some experience in fixing them. Just ask Headstrong."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Wot?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "If you TOUCH Blinky's vocalizer, Mixmaster.  I will let Motormaster

have his way with you."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Nnnngh."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "See?  He's just waiting for an excuse."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Aren't you?"

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Yes."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "I thought so."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "Negative, You see command staff only trust competant units to do maintenance on them. Galvatron, for example only allows soundwave or myself to administer repairs, I only allow soundwave. Why is that?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "And Long Haul, I have magical powers.  I know what you are thinking.  Don't even think about it.  I also allow Scrapper and Arachnae. But that is it."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "So are we gonna smash things, or what?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Yes.  We are."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "I was thinking something green."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Wot, like... grass?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Perhaps Fulcrum will let us borrow his hammer for it."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "With purple trim Lord?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Yes, Shockwave.  Exactly."

 

<Decepticon> Thrust chimes in with something out of the blue. "Say....how -loud- is this...uh...Blinky gonna be?"

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Nnh, heh heh heh."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Why would you want to smash grass?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "He's very generous with that Hammer. He just leaves it lying around. Er, at least, that's what that scoundrel who stole it thought."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "...What Thrust?  And WHO STOLE MY COMMUNIST HERALDS HAMMER?!  WHO?!"

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "Motormaster. Find our lord Galvatron something green with purple trim.."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Oh.. that's an unsolved mystery, sir. He got it back, however."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Mixmaster, where are you."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "The thing is, grass doesn't HAVE any purple in it"

 

<Decepticon> Long Haul says, "I wasn't thinkin' anythin', Lord Galvatron! I try ta think as little as I can."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Ah. Finally, a good constructicon besides Scrapper!"

 

<Decepticon> Thrust says, "Uh....cuddles, then. Something like that. How loud is it gonna be?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "It's scream will be deafening if you piss it off."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "We could get someone ta paint the grass purple or something.. then you could smash it.  But grass is borin ta smash.  It just sits there."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "THough, we don't talk about Cuddles openly.  Only it's name."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Agreed, Bonecrusher. Hmm."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Cuddles.  Motormaster, Shockwave...do you LIKE the name?  I mean, it is cuddly and all.  Right?  LIKE A BIG TEDDY BEAR.  Only...cooler."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "And grass.  Yes.  Grass.  Which is what your ass is going to be very shortly."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Compile! We could paint him purple."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Interesting idea."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Compile is a fag."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "He's a short stick?"

 

<Decepticon> Long Haul says, "But what if Cuddles tries ta pet a kitten? Won't he tear it's head off?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Oh, you meant..."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Uh.. Shockwave is also purple. We could paint him green, I guess. There is that way of looking at it."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "I don't think he'd approve, though."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Long Haul..."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Remember what daddy said?"

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Nah, cos he might be mistaken for grass."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "We don't talk about cuddles openly, other than it's name."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Aaaah."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "So might your ass."

 

<Decepticon> Soundwave says, "Unfortunately, paint stores are running critical at the moment, forcing us to seek out targets already of the appropriate colors."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "You f***ing think too much, Mixmaster."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "Lord, while I do not myself enjoy naming a machine of great distinction and destruction a name that on earth is defined as A. a loving embrace shared by lovers, and B. a small, wollen talking childs toy. It is yours to name, and you chose wisely."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Wot?  Hey, yeah... it's green."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Shockwave.  Can you arrange to make some ass, into some grass?  Without being crass?"

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "If you insist."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Oh.  Like you didn't want to."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Bonecrusher.  Do you like pain?"

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "For the record, what am I to destroy? Or rather whom?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster can be heard tapping his brother on the shoulder. "The correct answer is no."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Yup.  Like when their faces go all scrunchy, and they say stuff like "ARRGPLEASENO".  It's great."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Preferably one of our two comedians."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "Understood. UnfortunatelyScourge will not be plased but

Bonesrusher will then suffice lord. One moment and I will produce.. which body part do you desire? Perhaps Scrapper can make a mug of his brothers head?"

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Heh heh.. I wouldn't want ta be this "Bonesrusher" guy.."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "That's you, stupid."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "**malfuction** Boncrusher"

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "again the barbaric speech patterns are interfering with my train of thought"

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "No it's not.. I'm BONECRUSHER, remember dumbaft!  And now Boncrusher's gettin it as well, eh?  Haw haw!"

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Can I watch Boncrusher and Bonesrusher get smashed? Can I?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Okay, that's it. Galvatron, I'm requesting Shockwave be confined to the Medical Ward, before he orders Motormaster to raid for some 'engeron'."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "I will make this quite simple. All MSE personel whose name begins with 'b' are going to be melted down for scrap."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "followed by tose beginning with 'm'"

 

<Decepticon> Long Haul says, "L-O-N-G... L-O.. L... Whew!"

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher pauses. In fact, if you listen real close, you can hear his lips moving. "Oy! MY name starts with B!"

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "And continues with i-t-c-h."

 

Shockwave arrives from the NCC Central Command to the south.

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher thinks about that as well. "No it don't Motormaster. It's got an 'O' in it somewhere."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Bead-Blast, Build-Or, Moldplate, and Mainframe. Report to Shockwave at once."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "..."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "I AM SURROUNDED BY DICKHEADS!"

 

Shockwave marches cooly into the Medical Ward. Shockwave pauses in the doorway long enough to bark to the base computers "Executive Lockdown."

 

Bonecrusher is sitting on a med-table, having JUST been repaired! Lucky lucky him. He's alternating between speaking into his radio and listening with an air of puzzled stupidity. "Oy Mixmaster.. did you hear that? We're gonna be scrapped."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Except Cyclonus.  He has two."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "And dorks."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Do you know what a dork is?"

 

Thrust gets up and walks to the far side of the room, very gingerly, knee servo making a horrible noise the whole way. .oO(Not getting anywhere near -this.)

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "Duh."

 

Mixmaster is talking with his brother. "Well, he's starting with the Bs, so I guess I've got a head-start..." Unaware that Shockwave has shown up.

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Fulcrum.  Tell him what a dork really means."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "Now, further specification. All Non-Constructicon units present in the Medical Ward are excused."

 

<Decepticon> Motormaster says, "A dork means Fulcrum is an idiot."

 

<Decepticon> Fulcrum says, "Ask Comcast, Lord Galvatron. Unfortunately I do not know the meaning of the word. It appears to be of human origin?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "No no.  A dork is a whale penis."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "And Fulcrum, do you know who DARED steal the hammer of communism?"

 

Thrust makes like a tree and gets outta here.

Thrust moves southeast to the NCC Central Hub.

 

<Decepticon> Fulcrum says, "No Lord Galvatron. It was returned to me, but I have sworn vengance upon the theif."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "I want their head.  Which will subsequently be attached to their ass.  Their body will then be paraded around all of NCC.  They will be put on the tour."

 

Bonecrusher hms. "Yeah, but MY name starts with a 'B', an if I get scrapped, who's gonna be Devestator's arm? An who's Scourge gonna fight?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster is lucky that he's dealing Shockwave, or his silence at this point would be conspicuous.

 

Shockwave stalks over to where mixmaster stands. "Unless you and your brother have a pressing need to be slag, you will plead with our Lord to save your worthless exsisence."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "I imagine a true asshead will up our tourism."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Or would they be...a headass?"

 

Mixmaster shrugs. "We managed with Scavenger out that time. It's better than me being Scrapped, can you imagine a Devastator hopping about on one foo---?" Shockwave speaks. RUH-ROH. "Uh... yes sir." He says turning around to the purple one himself.

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Such semantics are beyond the greatness of my wisdom."

 

<Decepticon> Fulcrum says, "Possibly an Asshat, Lord Galvatron."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Excellent choice.  Their exhibit will be known as "Asshat""

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "Lord, Mixmaster and Bonecrusher have something to request of you....."

 

Bonecrusher huhs at Shockwave. "Wot? What did I do?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Uh.. Galvatron, Sir. I am under orders to plead. DON'T MAKE SHOCKWAVE KILL ME!"

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Wot?"

 

<Decepticon> Long Haul says, "Lord Galvatron? Can I request somethin'?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Mixmaster.  You can do better than that."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Make me believe it."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "You see, they do not value their own parts.. they only want salvation because htey are under order."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Now.  Again."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "This time with FEELING."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "This is why the autobots were asked to act and not us!"

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Hold on.. what's happening?  Why are we gettin smashed again?"

 

<Decepticon> Soundwave says, "Due to vocalizers with malfunctioning mute chips."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Then again, my human head collecting habit might have something to do with it as well.  But I digress.  Try again, Mixmaster.  And I will consider it.  And Bonecrusher, you're too stupid to truly understand.  Fair enough?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Uh.. okay. I'm working on it.. okay."

 

Shockwave waits only a moment before 'assuming the position' "Your time runs thin green broodlings." Shockwave shifts into a more fitting visual for you.

 

Shockwave leaps into the air, twisting while parts lock together, in the end a large gun floats above where Shockwave once was.

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster mutters, "PLEASE don't.. Please DON'T.. dammit! I can never work under pressure..."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "AGAIN!"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "With EMOTION."

 

<Decepticon> Soundwave says, "I believe he lacks inspiration..."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Perhaps.  They say that actors require inspiration."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "I will inspire them."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Uh.. right. I can do this now. 'MERCY, GALVATRON! I BEG YOU! MY INSIGNIFICANT DEATH IS NOT WORTH THE EFFORT OF ORDERING A GUMBY TO CLEAN UP THE MESS!'"

 

Bonecrusher blinkblinks at the floating gun, a hint of worry piercing his titanium armor of stupidity. "I don't get it" he says. "But alright, if you say so."

 

Mixmaster doesn't avert his gaze from the horrid floating gun.. but his arm reaches out and taps his brother on the shoulder again. "Just.. beg for mercy. Or else We'll be missing an arm for a looooong time..."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Uh.. Okay, so we're begging or something right?  Er.  'Oy Galvatron, don't get Shockwave ta kill me, because that would be bad, an Devestator would look dumb without a fist, an I've still gotta punch Scourge in the facade, 'cos he promised, alright?""

 

Ray Gun <Shockwave> begins to glow faintly at first. Orange energy crackles at the end of his barrel, the tubing that connects power storage tanks to the converter mechanisms begin to flare up "You anger us all with your lack of tact. Not only this but you lack the mind to process the base feeling of dread when thousands of micro-molecules of energy are readying to rip into your very systems. I await Galvatron's rghteous will, his staying hand to reverse my charge."

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "What say you lord?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster awaits Galvatron's rhteous will. Whatever rhteous is.

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Bonecrusher sucks"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Mixmaster...approved."

 

Bonecrusher looks a bit more worried as Shockwave powers up like a bad Dragonball Z villian. "Hang on, Galvatron hasn't said what's happening yet.. no need ta shoot me in the marginality... Awww.. slag."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster sighes!

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "However, due to his latent stupidity, Bonecrusher is excused."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster awwws..

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "Understood"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "They pass.  However I suggest Bonecrusher take acting and intelligence lessons."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "I never thought one dumber than Blot, or even Dead End's pet rock could be found..."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "I thought you said I was latent?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster huhs. "I guess that saves a second beating from not being able to get a beating from Scourge. Or, us, something.

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "...See what I mean?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Bonecrusher."

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Yeah?"

 

<Decepticon> Shockwave says, "I will be filing a formal request to have you both Brigged by Scrapper instead of  the barbaric act of violent consecquence."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "If only we had waste cycles instead of simple exhaust."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Some word of the day toilet paper would make a magnificient gift for you."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Do you want me to demote him for you, Galvatron?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "What is his current rank?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Four. But I can demote him to one."

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron checks his database, "WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL?!?

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Yeah, I could use it ta wipe the..exhaust offa Mix's nose"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "No.  Demote him to rank 3."

 

Ray Gun <Shockwave> makes a 180 degree turn, the handle thrusters of his gunmode taking him out the door.

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "What in the blue hell is someone with an intelligence rating that of a rock doing with an Elite rank?"

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "It was a good idea at the time!"

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Because I hit things. REal good."

 

Ray Gun <Shockwave> moves southeast to the NCC Central Hub.

Ray Gun <Shockwave> has left.

 

Mixmaster sloooowly eyes the gun.. bemused slightly at a giant floating gun hovering out of the ward.. but saying nothing.

 

<Decepticon> Bonecrusher says, "Also I blow stuff up."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "He does. But he has upset you."

 

Bonecrusher turns to Mixmaster. "What the hell is this all about anyway? Why was Shockwave in such a !@#$in' huff?"

 

<Decepticon> Galvatron says, "Not upset.  More...astounded."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Done."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Oh. Uh..."

 

<Decepticon> Mixmaster says, "Sorry. I guess his barbaric tone upset my button-pressing finger or something."

 

Thrust arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the southeast.

Thrust has arrived.

Thrust swaggers around.

 

Bonecrusher shakes his head. "Well.. Guess we ain't gonna be scrapped. Too bad for Bonesrusher and Boncrusher though."

 

Thrust hops back up onto a slab, glances across at Bonecrusher with something that's equal parts pity, astonishment, and, well, more pity, and settles back into resting his eyes. He says to no-one in particular, "My servos still need attention."

 

Mixmaster sighs. "Indeed. Bonecrusher. Do me a favour and call them both here? I'm sure that Shockwave is finished beating them, and they are probably going to need repairing." He struggles to hide a smirk. "Use the broadband channel. It'll be quicker."

 

"Do it yourself" Bonecrusher replies. "Galvatron seems ta be techy, an for some reason he's takin it out on me. I ain't gonna give him /more/ excuses. I'll just find 'em myself."

 

Mixmaster struggles to snicker. "Oh, but we're making sure his army is fully repaired, dear brother! Oh well. Be sure to ask everyone you find out there where they are.. they can be pretty tough to locate sometimes."

 

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Message: 2/68                      Posted        Author

MSE Memorandum, Part the third     Thu Jan 22    Mixmaster

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*TEXT MESSAGE FOLLOWS..* TO ALL MSE UNITS. For incurring the wrath of our lord and king, Galvatron, for leaking without abandon, for annoying the officer in Comand, and because Galvatron said so, Bonecrusher is demoted to Rank One.

Also, Bonecrusher, as per instructions, has been repaired. Once his systems have had a chance to fully align themselves, he will face off with Commander Scourge, as per the will of Scourge himself. Hook, Scavenger, Long Haul, all other duties notwithstanding, show up to give our brother some support. And someone to pick up the pieces and carry him off to the ward when Scourge is finished. That is all.

This message carries the official data signature of the Officer in Command of the MSE Division

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