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Post by tearoness on Mar 30, 2009 20:14:39 GMT -5
A spider had been busy for sometime in the armory going over what was in it looking for some weapons for herself she hadn't been able as of lately to find new weapons to use and wanted to see what was in here. To her surprise it was a gold mine it felt she was in a candy shop and it was the best picking around. "He Yaw! Think I'll take this beauty oh yeah this is perfect," She says picking up a nice looking cannon then she spots something even bigger than what she had in her hand. "Slag that's one sweet slagging peice come to mama," Alabama said, as she headed for the huge photon cannon.
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 4, 2009 1:28:31 GMT -5
A large hand places itself on the spider bot's shoulder with a chuckle as Shellblast sneaks out of the shadows. With a wry smirk, he looks down to the fellow pirate-former before squeezing her shoulder lightly. "I'm thinking you're going to have to fill out the paperwork my young eager friend. We don't want to have another 'accidental' decompression of the ship again after all, are we?"
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Post by tearoness on Apr 4, 2009 23:21:49 GMT -5
Alabama ::Scowled at the remark she really wanted the gun, she kind of knew that there would be paper work to fill:: "Ah slag it just couldn't walk out of here with the gun, wish there wasn't any paper work to fill out I'll be really carefully with the gun please I really want it, can I skip filling out the paper work?" she asked with a little sadness in her voice trying to get with it.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Apr 18, 2009 1:31:27 GMT -5
" Presscciiioussssss...."
* A voice hissed from the doorway, as a big, rolly-polly shadow was cast down on the other two, as the insane little clown mech began to waddle his way in to his little playhouse. *
" Whatcha doin... see? Messin 'round with the big boys partyfavors, gettin a little too cozy to the equipment, stickin yer finger in the doughnuts for the filling, myeah? Gunna lets you's mugs know this beats Mine, see? Got that? I'm the big Kahuna, the main man, the big cheese, the Ben N Jerries. Myeh... don't be careful and you's gunna be stripped down and fitted for cement shoes n shoved out an airlock, see?"
* the thing waddled over, grabbing onto the large weapon and pulling it, and the one already holding it, closer to it.*
* the femme was staring the deranged mech right in the face, able to see her reflection in that hideous grin, able to see the servos working as his right optic started twitching, right before he whispered out, with exceedingly stinky breath.*
"Nobody steals the floating purple fizzy water!"
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 20, 2009 21:21:59 GMT -5
"Not this ti-" Shellblast began to reply before Crackpot came into the room and started to harrass his fellow former-pirate techno-organic. He manages to blink a few times and tilt his head as he looks down at the crazy clown car-former, left confused and bewildered by his exclamations. He'd yell by now if he hadn't seen the warpath left against their last enemies. "Er... we don't have any floating purple fizzy water sir... they store that in the weapons lab. The smart pirates drink it like it's no tomorrow?..." He responds calmly, squeezing alabama's shoulder in reassurance.
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Post by tearoness on Apr 21, 2009 19:23:05 GMT -5
Alabama, jumped slightly when shellshock placed his hand on her shoulder and she shuddered at the whacked out bot infront of her then she took on the defensive side. "Hey pal I've got first dibs on this bad ass you're not going to take it away not with out slagging fight ya here me?"
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Post by autobotbubbs on Apr 22, 2009 13:02:30 GMT -5
* the creature didn't even appear to have herd what Shellblast had said, his only reaction was that disgusting grin apparently widening with the femmes protest.*
" This is mine ya understand? Mine... all Mine! If ya really want it ya just gotta ask yourself one question.... do I feel lucky!"
* His left forearm started shifting, revealing an oversized rocket, with a rather large smiley-face plastered across it. The creatures optic continued twitching as his voice took a gravely tone.*
" Well.... do ya.... PUNK!?!?"
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Post by tearoness on Apr 25, 2009 20:00:21 GMT -5
Alamba ::Looked at the whaked out bot with a glare of fire in her eyes:: "You know what pyscho path I feel lucky!!! I'll slag your sorry little ass in a heart beatcome on you whacked out pyscho path let's rumble and I mean it no one is going to take this bad ass away from me!!" Alamba growled and went into a fighting stance.
Alamba wasn't going to let this person take this away from her not now not ever she spotted it first and it was going to be hers and she will go and fill out the paper work to get it.
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 28, 2009 1:19:01 GMT -5
"Alabama! Crackpot!" Came two resonating voices from the hallway as Phantom and Candyshop entered the room, neither of them looking too pleased with the situation. Phantom slowly walked over to Alabama, crossing his arms as he looked at the troop before him. "Care to explain this little alteration here? Picking the fight with one of our WMDs?" He asks in a gruff manner, glaring at her in frustration. Candyshop meanwhile walks over to his 'son' of sorts, rubbing his shoulder lightly. "Calm down son... this kind of fight is not worth it at this time. We'll get you some fun in due time, I promise."
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Post by tearoness on Apr 28, 2009 19:42:17 GMT -5
Alabama jumped hearing the two voice as she thought to herself,eep I'm in the slag house now slag and I wanted the gun too better to give it up and leave while I've got a chance. looking over to the bot next to the whacked one, Just saying that I wanted this weapon but seeing crackpot wants it she can have I'll just make due with what I've got not trying to cause any trouble and I apologize for acting the way I was."
Alabama about turned and quickly walked by Shellblast not wanting to stay here any longer than she needed and not give anyone a change to do something.
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Post by autobotbubbs on May 2, 2009 11:52:06 GMT -5
* Anyone could see the rolly-polly mech was gearing for a fight... an ever so sinister in his twisted eyes as he stepped back, activating his shoulder cannons... both of wich where the same model as that one allready*
" SAY 'ELLO TU MAH LEETOL FREIN!!!"
* however, untold devestation was halted with the stern voice of his father, hanging upon his words, and promises of upcoming battles to come. The disgusting little creatures reactions where like that of an excited child.*
" Oh for really and for true?"
* The rocket and the two cannons collapsed back into his frame, as he just dropped the larger weapon, the cause of all of this ruckus, back onto its display in the armory, apparently having completely lost interest in it...*
* and proceeded to skip out of the armory.*
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Post by tearoness on May 2, 2009 23:44:05 GMT -5
Alabama stopped for a moment on the other side of the room near the second exit seeing Crackshot leave the room cursing under her breath for a moment she still wanted the weapon shaking her head she walk toward the weapon and picking it up for a second time around, "Alrighty lets get the paper work filled out before something else happens," She quietly muttered as she headed out of the room and to counter to fill out the paper work.
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Post by smokedtoast on May 13, 2009 14:43:56 GMT -5
Phantom and Candyshop looked after the other two as they went along with their work, before turning and looking at each other. "Are you sure you can keep him under control?" Phantom asked, his eyes narrowing under the mask. The number of close calls when it came to the protoforms and pirates working together was starting to get to him. "I'm sure as long as your people don't antagonize him. If you strike a child it will lash back out at you if given the chance." Candyshop responded back in a bored tone, looking towards the door again. "It's why your people had so much trouble with the metroids... it'll be interesting to see what these new additions to their dna will have to their personalities, aye?..." He responded smoothly before exiting the room and heading after his son. Phantom glared at him as he left, reading between the lines. Candyshop meant nothing of personality... it was obvious in his tone. He was hoping the altered pirates would break rank... Rubbing his eyes, the reploid started walking over to Alabama's position before asking softly. "Alabama... do you like it here on the ship?"
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Post by tearoness on May 13, 2009 20:58:18 GMT -5
Alabama ::Looked at Phantom blinking a few times she sets the weapon down to her side tilting her head to the side:: "I'm happy being here on the ship sure beets being where we were before why do you ask?" she said softly.
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Post by smokedtoast on May 31, 2009 14:39:10 GMT -5
"Just curious... keep a close eye on those two." He responds with a nod, glancing back at the doorway that Candyshop and Crackpot has exited through. "And the others. We don't need another mutiny like we did when Mother Brain decided she wanted to spend time as a fleshy human. I'm trusting you to take care of this Alabama." He responds lightly as Shellblast comes back with the weapon she wanted, primed and cleaned for use.
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