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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 17, 2009 16:26:41 GMT -5
Despite the troops gathering in the rest of the ship... at least one pair of warriors are playing a different form of game. Halfshell hums to himself as he leaves one of the storage bays adjacent to the stored transectors, in a surprisingly good mood for once. He, like Hodge Podge and Trypticon, had been placed in one of the few rooms that he could stand up. Most of his armor is missing at the moment, though he's managed to grab a radiation sheet or two that remains wrapped around his waist... He glances over to the side before blinking, a red light flashing in the bay as a result of the silent alarm. Rubbing his face for the moment, he walks back over to his room and glances inward. "There's a flashing red light out here Showtime... any idea what that's about?" He asks calmly, walking into the room and closing the door behind him. "We might be needed."
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Post by nyugvo6 on Jul 9, 2009 14:41:09 GMT -5
Showtime slowly sits up, tired as hell. Looks around, and whispers 'what's with the lights anyways?' then gazes at Halfshell. 'Aye aye capt'n, just give me back my plates, will ya'?'
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 10, 2009 23:54:16 GMT -5
Halfshell chuckles to himself for a moment before grabbing showtime's armor from the side and tossing it over. "Understood milady, check it out aye?" He responds before starting to put back on his own armor. "Don't want to miss out on the fireworks after all, you've got a slag of an aim over there. " He adds before picking up his shield weapon and attaching it on his arm. A clicking noise later and it starts to glow, humming lightly to the touch.
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Post by nyugvo6 on Aug 7, 2009 16:25:44 GMT -5
'ahh, why does this happens whenever I START to feel good?...slag...' Showtime puts her armor on, and checks her weapons. the energy pistol fully charged, and the ever smutty flare cannon. 'let's move to the bridge, shall we capt'n? and kick some booty on the way!'
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Post by smokedtoast on Aug 28, 2009 17:43:42 GMT -5
Halfshell nods in agreement. "Indeed, full speed ahead me lass." He responds before leaving the room in armor, following her lead. Not that he's submitting to the girl that is... it's just less likely for one of the trigger-happy horrorcons to attack him if he's following her. "I've been itching for a fight, I have." He responds in an amused tone as they head out. ooc: Mind if we move game over to Octane's escape thread amigo? Figured it'll be easier then them running into the others and joining up through a few posts, we can just assume they did.
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