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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 4, 2009 11:31:57 GMT -5
Offbeat sighed lightly as he looked out into the wilderness around the group's makeshift installation. Things had grown much more dire then anyone had expected due to the... problems that struck a number of their more experimental members. He couldn't help but glance to the Chozo statue near his guard post and feel guilty about the resources they've had to borrow from their new allies. The way things were looking, they might not have enough resources to last much longer... at least not without sending search parties to salvage the parts of this world the Chozo hadn't taken back. He didn't even want to think about how all of this is effecting Dai Atlas... Nonetheless, even with all the problems... at least some benefit had come out of this to their benefactors. Due to an unknown party in the crew, enhancers had helped give the race a chance at repopulation. He shakes his head for a moment at the insanity of such a thing. Tapping his comm-link, he comments back to main base. ~How much longer am I on this security shift guys? I'm not exactly a combat type after all~
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Post by autobotbubbs on Mar 9, 2009 2:20:15 GMT -5
C:> " HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW!?!?!? SOMEPEOPLE HAVE THEIR OWN PROBLEMS TO WORRY ABOUT!!!!!"
* a femenine-yet-esasperated/tear-laden voice screamed back over the comm channel.*
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Post by JagwarKnight on Mar 10, 2009 12:31:42 GMT -5
C>: "You Didn't have to yell ya know..."
Dao said as he flicked off HIS com and walked over to offbeat... the few days of rest he had gotten help with his bodily recovery...
But in his Spark, he was still dead tired.
"I can take over now Offbeat, I just got back from my search of the Old Phazon mines... we might be able to convert the upper levels into usable living areas, but we still have a bit of a metroid problem there." he said. "Thankful, None of the Phazon elites left behind are among the living now, so we don't have to worry there."
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Post by darkstatic on Mar 11, 2009 14:45:30 GMT -5
Miccheck laughed softly ~Relax kid you'll get out of it soon enough~ the old parrot replied amused. ~Think of it as a good experiance for you~ he added after a moment.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Mar 12, 2009 7:51:22 GMT -5
" Of course YOU would think that... I'm sure YOU are having a WONDERFUL experiance in all of this!"
* the femme growled out, as if she where ready to rip out the parrots voicebox... right before her mood turned a 360 and she crumped into a heap and beginning to sob... again.*
* these mood-swings had been common place for Skybolt ever since they went to 'silent running'. Its been since their encounter with the pirates that she's been unable to activate her pretender armor... its specific energy signature serving as a becon to pusuers... if any. As a result, she hasn't set foot outside of the ship, and its driving her mad. Its like she's trapped in a prison cell with the door wide open... unable to stay, and unable to leave.*
* All the while she feels a distinct emptiness in her person, like an arm has been torn off. Common symptoms attributed to Pretenders who've been seperated from 'their other' for too long. While utalizing their shells, their able to release aspects of their personality they usually hide... when denied this, it build up, seeking release but unable to find it.*
* a Stir-crazy Agoraphobic, simutaneously suffering from PTSD, and 'Pretender Withdrawl' is definately not a pretty sight.*
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 13, 2009 12:25:16 GMT -5
Offbeat nodded lightly. "Thanks Daos, my 'bro''s be sleeping things off from the earlier shift... so it was a bit disconcerning to know I was the one protecting us all." He explained, tapping his chest-mounted beast head lightly. Due to Offbeat's unique dual personality nature, he'd been tapped for a few more security rounds then the others. "We got any ideas yet of where to get the materials we need to finish the repairs?" He managed to get off, before cringing under the yelling coming from Skybolt.
After a few moments, another older cybertronian pitches in on the comm-link. Clambake had been keeping close attention to his fellow older-generation cybertronian since the outburst at the bar a few weeks ago. Some of the others have joked he's had an interest in a relationship with Skybolt, but it was pure comradery at best... with a tinge of concern. ~Skybolt, want me to come over? Can feel free to kick the slag out of me again.~
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Post by autobotbubbs on Mar 23, 2009 11:52:28 GMT -5
* The comm was just filled with the sound of weeping and incoherant sobbing, after a little big... the pretender began to pull herself out of it... just barely.*
" N...no... I'm.... I'm fine... clambake.... just fine...."
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 4, 2009 12:04:09 GMT -5
~Alright, if you're sure...~ He responded calmly over the comm system, still considering going in anyways. ~I'm off my shift as well, so it'd be no problem. Things are starting to get too quiet outside for my taste... always when something decides to strike.~ He adds in response, finally turning and heading for the ship. Even if she doesn't want him to come over, he'd still feel safer in the ship.
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Post by darkstatic on Apr 6, 2009 7:52:06 GMT -5
~Hmm things are always quiet before a storm~ Miccheck put in quietly not really sure how to deal with a pretender who was for lack of a better word going crazy...or at least that's what he thought. So instead he turned his attention to a few other tasks he could be getting on with. In other words whatever caught his attention first.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Apr 18, 2009 3:13:38 GMT -5
" I SAID I'm fine....."
* she replied in an annoyed tone over the comm line*
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Post by JagwarKnight on Apr 28, 2009 21:01:04 GMT -5
While this Drama was partily playing out, Dao was busy on the other end... talking to someone else.
"Yeah... Yeah, I got ya. I'll send someone over soon." He said.
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 28, 2009 21:16:07 GMT -5
Offbeat looks in Dao's direction for a moment, tilting his head. "Got something that needs taking care of sir?" He asks, despite his former complaining about sitting around. Sometimes it's just a change of scenario that's needed to re-energize the spark...
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Post by JagwarKnight on Jun 12, 2009 9:04:05 GMT -5
"Yeah, The Boys found stuff that needs to be checked out." Dao said as he uploaded the location to Offbeat's PDA.
"Mind Handling it for me? I... need to get some sleep." he said.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 14, 2009 10:52:56 GMT -5
Offbeat nods lightly in return. "Understood sir. I'll see who's available and take out a scouting party." He responds before bringing up the information on his PDA. A few minutes later, he's sending out a few comm signals as he hails Battlerack and December. ~Hey guys, there's some strange energon readings coming from a section of the mine. Up to a scouting party?~ He asks lightly.
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Post by jadefallon on Jun 14, 2009 11:01:47 GMT -5
He shifted his metal hide and pushed himself to his feet, checking his guns before nodding, ~Good to go here. If I don't keep moving, afraid I'll freeze up~ He cracked his neck and blinked his optics, doing a quick scan of himself before nodding, It still freaked him out..how...much younger he had become, it was hard to remember he was more like his old self again.
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