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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 20, 2008 11:34:02 GMT -5
Dirge nods in response, looking around the room carefully for a moment. He pauses for a moment, before cursing. "Oh hell." The console in front of Cheetara and the others started to flash a number of warnings, before a small rumble runs through the building for a moment. Dirge speaks up with what little information he has. "That was odd... Power plant over on the outskirts just blew. Luckily it was surrounded mostly by unmanned warehouses according to the info we have... but maybe we should send someone out to investigate?"
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Post by JagwarKnight on Mar 20, 2008 11:46:48 GMT -5
"Hold on." Jess said as she flipped on her com," Tara, you there?"
There was a pause... before the sound of a SPLAT was heard.
C>: "Sorry, just doing a little extra clean up work... I'll be there Shor.." Tara started to say over the com before Jess cut her off.
"Could you check the City outskirts first? there was a Power Plant explosion there and"
C>:" And you want me to check it out, got it." Tara said, finishing off what Jess was saying before the com clicked off.
"Well... that's handled." Jess said.
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Post by Cryptic on Mar 20, 2008 15:17:54 GMT -5
Cheets head hit the table and she let out a groan. "What's next, this whole damn planet transforming into a giant bot?"
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 21, 2008 8:56:41 GMT -5
Dirge responds quickly to the suggestion. "Don't even joke about that, it's bad enough the first time we dealt with that kind of situation... Even after it happened, that dick Jetfire refused to believe in Primus." He rubs the back of his head lightly before adding. "What do we do about the non-chibified council members that didn't make it to this meeting? Are we letting them back in?..." He figures it's best to deal with the gorilla in the room, figuratively speaking.
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Post by Cryptic on Mar 21, 2008 9:28:03 GMT -5
"We'll find something for them to do." Cheets replied. "Some where never confortable sittign at a desk pushing papers so shifting a few back out to the field might work."
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Post by TM2 Dinobot on Mar 21, 2008 13:14:30 GMT -5
Cicadacon woke up with a start, practically climbing all over Sunstorm like a cat, trying to get his bearings. Once settled down, he jumped ontop of the table.
"Yesss, and what about us, you sniveling pusstual excuses for elders. Even in this form, my brothers and I are still twice the leaders you've ever thought of being. I demand a council seat! ...and a cookie! I say, don't I know you?" Ci addressed Thunderbird.
"Not likely, kid. Your spark was a Christmas tree decoration the last time we met. Now sit down and shut up before someone vapes you,"
"How dare you! Do you have any idea who I am? I am a Predacon warlord. My brothers and I ARE the Predacons! You will address me with the proper respect. And where the duce is my cookie?!"
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 21, 2008 14:33:20 GMT -5
Sunstorm jumped to his feet in response, pointing at Cicada with a bit of acid in his tone. "And I am one of the appointed avatars of your creator Cicada! You have not been a leader, you do not know the definition of the term. Who has it always been out in the field with the troops, Megatron, Ravage at one point... for crying out loud you let Magmatron take charge of the troops for once, one of the antithesises for your beliefs. Have you been in the field, have you felt the excruciating pain of forcing yourself to go on because the people you are leading need you there?!? You have not known the pains of leadership at all, so do not begin to think your little game of espionage makes you a true leader."
There's a small poof of fire around Sunstorm, not enough to hurt anyone near him... though Cheetara might sense a small level of spark manipulation as Cicada sees and feels a quick rush... of something, pain and frustration... and being surrounded by vehicons. The acid fades from sunstorm's voice as it takes on a more fatherly voice. "Now sit down and behave. Unless you want the removal of cookies from your diet for the next megacycle."
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Post by TM2 Dinobot on Mar 21, 2008 16:06:01 GMT -5
"I do not need to explain myself to YOU, avatar. Our ways are higher than your ways, higher than your capacity for understanding. If you only knew..." Ci trailed off. He seemed to hunch a little, the fire in his eyes gone. "I wana cookie," he pouted, obviously unaware or uncaring of the mess his adult-er self had just made.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 23, 2008 14:43:10 GMT -5
Sunstorm looked on silently for a moment before sighing and reaching over, messing up his young ward's hair lightly. "We'll get you one in a little bit, alright Cicada?" He responds before picking him up carefully. "Cheetara, I'll be back in a bit. There is a matter I need to take care of first..." He adds before carrying Cicada into another room.
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Post by Cryptic on Mar 23, 2008 21:19:48 GMT -5
"Not a problem Sunstorm." Cheets replied, noteing Discord was wrinkleing her nose. "I think we could use a moment or to break while we colate and bring in a few more files. Maybe grab a bite to eat."
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 25, 2008 9:11:44 GMT -5
"Understood sir." Streetwise responded to Ravage, dropping his arm confidently. "So where do we begin first?" He's fairly interested in this idea of organizing the groups, as the Protectobots have often been left to fend for themselves in handling danger. Not that Ironhide hasn't done a good job of leading them... but 5 bots isn't always enough to fight fires and the like. ooc: sorry about the delay cryptic.  Stingy said she had a reply coming for the other side, so I figured touch back on this one. |
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Post by hare on Mar 25, 2008 9:18:33 GMT -5
"The Stunticons are lucky. They have more slaggin bodies than an average combiner group," First Aid said while watching the speech with a rather bored expression on her face "Where the fuck is the rest of the guys at?"
"Language," Groove reminded her in a curtly and slightly annoyed tone in his voice.
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Post by tearoness on Mar 25, 2008 9:58:40 GMT -5
Back at the Conusil meeting now in a short recess
IC: Elita ::The belt that she was using to hold up her armor until she was able to find some new armor had unbuckled, standing up to stretch from sitting in one spot for a long time, her armor fell to the floor with a thud, quickly crossing her arms over her naked body closing her eyes as she bit anger,
Oh Primus this had to happen right in front of the conucil members this is so unfair, I hate those slagging enhacners!
Elita quickly bent down to pick up her armor and blushing a bright red. "No one make any comments if they vaule their skid plates this so slagging embarrasting," Elita said grumbling angrily.
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Post by hare on Mar 25, 2008 13:58:10 GMT -5
Scaletalon and Huffer just stood there with their collective mouths open. "Wow....."The two stoners said while seeing the Femme Autobot commander nekkid. "Whoa......"
"Pantera's are bigger..." Huffer said while still staring at Elita.
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Octopunch sends Dirge an IM. ~Dirge, we're here. Awaiting for clearance.~
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 25, 2008 16:14:48 GMT -5
Recieving the message, Dirge turns towards the others as he begins to speak. "Octopunch, Spinout, and Onslaught II are waiting for clearance at the door gu-" He pauses for a moment, looking forward at Elita for a moment. He can't help but stare at the sight. XD Sunstorm looks away politely, trying not to stare at his friend's body. XD Unfortunately, despite the threats... a whistle managed to pursue from someone's lips. Fortunately for the individual, it was Dirge... so any chance of retaliation would have to wait for Elita to track him down.  |
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Stingy said she had a reply coming for the other side, so I figured touch back on this one.
