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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 23, 2009 3:28:31 GMT -5
As Dirge listens carefully to the conversation between the two, he can't help but turn and look in Discord's direction quizzingly. He doesn't quite recognize who's doing the talking in Data's shell... but he's got a feeling she does. "Mmm...." is his only response.
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 29, 2009 8:37:46 GMT -5
For her part Discord's optics where narrowed as she tried to place the voices. Her expression hardened and she touched a button. "What of we offer you amnesty, and see about helping these refugees?"
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Post by hare on Jul 7, 2009 23:46:03 GMT -5
"Data, it's me. Yer sugar cookie. I'm here with the council members right now. They told me what happend. They don't want to hurt you or anything like that, they just want your armor. Nothing more, nothing less," Diva said. "Please, can you just turn yourself in. Just for me and your little girl? Please? I don't want to raise my kid alone." Unbeknowst to Ravage and Dirge, she corrensponded with her boyfriend through a hidden IM rappaport. The dramatic and sugary sweet performance of concerned girlfriend was a act.
"Please, Data. Just turn yourself in. Please! Just stop this!"
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 8, 2009 19:36:57 GMT -5
Bugbite snorts in response and sounds like he'd have a handful to say at this point, but Data manages to cut him off and respond calmly. ~That's exactly what I'm doing Diva. Like I said, I'll be there in a few moments. If my teammates are allowed to leave so they can get help for my friend, I'll gladly surrender and come in for representation of the group.~ His voice is distinctly sincere in his concern for Crasher. ~But we can't leave ourselves open and all come in at once, I'm sure you can agree about that considering what happened to the last great council. Not the only people concerned about that situation.~
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Post by hare on Jul 8, 2009 23:21:43 GMT -5
"Please, baby. Please come back to me safe," Diva pleaded in her sweet soundin voice "I just want you back in my arms, all safe and sound." She nodded in agreement about the last great council. That was truly a messy situation right there.
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Post by Breakman on Jul 12, 2009 20:21:47 GMT -5
Outside the door of the Great Decepticon Council, little youngling feet tapped impatiently. A Data pad in one hand and her hand on her hip as she waited for the 'big' meeting to finish. She didn't care what it was about, she just wanted it to be over so she could argue with her 'father' to buy her a new doll for her collection. Megatron, the once proud Decepticon leader, now reduced to a female sparkling, was ready to just barge in and demand that Dirge purchase the doll immediately. After all ball jointed Dollfies were top of the line and very expensive, she just had to have one. Well another one out of the 203 that lined her room.
Who might have guessed that Megatron, now called Megadonna (not by her choice), would have ended up as a femme sparkling in the end. Not to mention the resulting new interests this had sparked for the once great tyrant, nor the odd decline in maturity.
A few more minutes past... that was it! She was going in there! Meeting still going on or not, she was getting that new Dollfie! Entering the council's meeting room, with a sense of purpose I might add, little Megadonna put on her most adorable 'I'm A pretty Princess' look and ran over to her father as if this were all part of a normal route. Thrusting the Data pad in front of him she stated in a commanding tone. "Buy it." The Data pad itself was set to the Doll she wanted and all that was needed was Dirge's signature to confirm the purchase.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 14, 2009 17:28:55 GMT -5
~I will, though there's an officer here about to fire on my friends oh great Decepticon Council... You've given me an offer, I've given a counter offer. It's in your ball now.~ Data responds roughly, as he still tries to recover his wind on the other side. He's hoping that of all the councils to contact, the decepticons are at least willing to consider this offer. After all, Dirge had been working to improve their own rough image in the public's eye... Dirge starts to respond, but is cut off by his step-daughter's sudden bursting into the room and demands. He starts to glance down towards her for a moment as he rubs his face, half-amused by the gesture. "Fine, agreed." He responds verbally as he takes the pad carefully in his hands and signs it. "We've already got an id on one of them and another we can identify ravage. Send the images of the bird over to Intelligence, I'd still like to know more about this group of theirs... Something doesn't feel right." As he hands the pad back over to 'Donna, he comments mildly. "I'm only doing this because you haven't ordered any underlings around lately, you know. Maybe there is hope, heh."
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Post by Cryptic on Jul 14, 2009 17:42:27 GMT -5
Ravage nodded at Dirge's orders and noted Discord's look at the sparkling. "Play nice Dis." he growled softly.
"As dirge said, deal. Officers, stand down." Discord ordered as she drifted over to more closely inspect Donna. "Hello little one."
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Post by Breakman on Jul 15, 2009 18:06:24 GMT -5
Megadonna glared back at her step father after receiving the data pad as if to say "You wish". "This isn't the end, I will be restored to my former self. This is merely... A minor set back." She sneered in a manner that was so like like her old self. It was short lived however when the former Decepticon Tyrant gazed upon the purchased Dolfie which made her little girl optics alight with joy. She suppressed a girlish squeal, such behavior wouldn't be suitable for any Decepticon let alone her.
She was torn from her thoughts as a seemingly older femme addressed her. She could feel an odd kinship with this one, she wasn't sure why. As Discord inspected her, so did she do the same of the other femme. This one was strong for a femme and Megadonna cursed inwardly for being given such a weak shell. "I'm not little..." She muttered, hating to be reminded of her sparkling body almost as much as being a femme. "Who are you?" The words were spoken with interest and emphases on the 'Are' part. She might have introduced herself as the Mighty Megatron, but this feeling of kinship was gnawing at her and forcing her curiosity (which was made irresistible as a sparkling) forward.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 18, 2009 13:48:12 GMT -5
Dirge just chuckles before shaking his head lightly in amusement. "That's what you keep on saying, but everytime you say it... it's said in a slightly weaker tone." He replies calmly before glancing over at Discord as she walked over. Listening to their conversation, He glances back down at Megadonna before replying curtly. "We told you 'Donna.... you need to be a little more polite in such matters." Nonetheless, he has an amused expression on his face as he watches the exchange.
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Post by Breakman on Jul 27, 2009 17:23:36 GMT -5
Megadonna glared back at her 'father' a determined, "I'll prove you wrong" look before returning her attention to Discord. She was just about to say more to Discord when her Dirge spoke again. The former tyrant glowered at the Alias that was forced on her more then the chiding from her step parent. "Don't call me that!" she meant to snap but it came out more like a whine and again The former Decepticon leader cursed his weak, femme, sparkling shell.
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Post by Cryptic on Aug 2, 2009 21:29:01 GMT -5
"I have gone by many names, Lady Meg. For now i am content with being called Discord." the beast fem said formally, as she ruffed her wings a little. She too was feeling the kinship, though she knew the reason behind it. The dark griffin couldn't help thinking she'd been lucky. At least she was brought back as an adult. Dirge had served her well in her past life... but... maybe it would be worth it to take the girl from him and....
/And what Megatron?/ she scolded herself mentally. /You're letting the soft Fem feelings cloud your mind. She is a threat, even if she is part of me. She must be rendered ineffective./
"Dirge, might you indulge me and allow me to have a private word with your ward?" she found herself saying. /stupid stupid fem! you have no plan! what are you doing?/
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Post by smokedtoast on Aug 6, 2009 3:25:17 GMT -5
Dirge looks to consider this for a moment, rubbing his chin. He could sense some of the misgivings that Discord was going through with his empathic abilities and at least part of him was amused by the spectacle. The other half of his mind however saw the possibilities in this happenstance as he nods lightly, before speaking up. "Yes Discord... I think that Lady Meg could learn from your experience and knowledge. Might not be anyone else she would listen to." He responds calmly, hoping she takes the tone correctly.
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Post by Breakman on Aug 6, 2009 18:59:16 GMT -5
Lady Meg She liked the sound of that, well more than what Dirge and her adoptive family had come up with. She repeated the name over in her memory banks, searching for a match but found none. What was the connection to this femme then? She looked at Discord with interest as she addressed Dirge and shot her father a suspitious look. She'd talk with Discord, but she didn't like the feeling that Dirge knew something she didn't.
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Starscream watched the spectacle with interest from his seat in the council. This had to be the most interesting part of the day and he resisted the urge to tell "Megatron" to meet "Megatron", or to tease Discord about how she could have ended up as a harmless sparkling. Instead the famous seeker ruffled his feathers and let a large smirk sneak acrossed his face.
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Post by Cryptic on Aug 8, 2009 22:59:52 GMT -5
Discord turned slightly, as if sensing Screamer's thoughts, or it might have just been centuries of knowing the seeker that allowed her to read him, and flipped him a rude gesture. Turning back to her .. what was Lady Meg to her? which of them had been brought on line first? Where they sisters? What ever they where, she offered Meg her hand.
"I will see she comes to no harm Dirge. This way Lady."
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