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Post by hare on Apr 29, 2011 23:48:30 GMT -5
Meanwhile while Striker was grinding the poor Intern's spine into fine powder, a small silver and black Cybertronian quietly climb onto Striker's desk. It took some effort and some near falls to get on the table, but he succeeded. He quietly walks over to the datapad and grabbed some of the cheesecake and smear it across himself. After smearing himself with cheesecake, the small bot grabbed the datapad and flings it out the window. While the ladies were distracted, he quickly shifted into a datapad. "Heh. Heh. Heh. The perfect crime." The Datapad bot said to himself. He than sends a singal to the other interns and employees. He than quickly shuts off the signal before anybody notices.
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 30, 2011 23:46:46 GMT -5
Delta chuckled for a moment. "I'm sure they do Chokehold... shall we?" He responded with a smile, bowing out of the way. "I think he's learned his lesson at this point, and it would be good to get something to eat. Haven't checked the cafeteria since I came out of my rest cycle this morning." He explained, putting his own data pad away. He seems amused that Striker is taking everything in stride at this point. It doesn't happen that often this early after all...
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Post by striker on Apr 30, 2011 23:48:09 GMT -5
Striker let the intern drop, rubbing her thigh from the extended... well... extending it, "Excellent. Now... if you all try and prank me again... I won't be so ... gentle..."
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Post by smokedtoast on May 5, 2011 0:31:28 GMT -5
Delta grinned in response as he started to lead the way. "If they haven't learned at this point, they will eventually Striker. I can't wait to see how you deal with the security drills." He responds, assuming Deva had told the newbie about their unique way of testing... Of course she might be distracted by the large child form of Chokehold clinging her armor to her as she chases a certain skunk-koala fuzor down the hallway. Even regressed, Chokehold out-sizes many of her peers it seems. XD "Get back here Salsa!" She managed to squeek at her.
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Post by striker on May 5, 2011 0:37:42 GMT -5
Striker blinked, "... security drill?" she pointed to Chokehold and Salsa
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Post by smokedtoast on May 11, 2011 22:58:05 GMT -5
Delta couldn't help but chuckle lightly. "In a sense. Salsa is one of the top combatants in the use of enhancers. She claims to have a martial art figured out in her head around the drug, 'enhancer fu'.... It's at least developed well enough that one of the local masters works here after a lost fight." He explains for a moment, blinking for a moment as Salsa dives and slides between Striker's legs to get a lead against her persuer. Chokehold meanwhile dives after her... not realizing at first there's not enough space. XD
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Post by striker on May 11, 2011 23:51:44 GMT -5
Striker reacted quickly, leaping over Chokehold and grabbing onto the door frame as the bear-former went sliding. She looked down at Delta as she leapt down, now outside her office, "Oh, Delta, can you do me a favor and take that Pad that got covered in chessecake to a tech? I could clean it off but I want to make sure the internals are ok. I'd do it myself but it looks like I have to clean up my office"
plan B foiled... and Striker had no clue she even did it XD
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Post by hare on May 15, 2011 1:11:35 GMT -5
~Noooooooooo!~The datapad mentally screamed when he's about to get repaired. The datapad was sending a message to his partners. It was telling it's partners to activate "Plan B" now!
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Post by smokedtoast on May 21, 2011 22:27:40 GMT -5
Salsa pushes herself up to a running start, darting her way into a surprising open vent along the side that went unnoticed. Her cackling continued as she sped through the inside like a rabid Mongoose. Chokehold growled as she grabbed onto the side of the vent, trying to enter it.... but she's just too big at the moment. "Come back here you little prick!" She practically screams, which comes out almost cutely due to her age. Delta nodded, heading back and picking up the device. "Oh yeah, definitely... it looks like it needs to be fixed anyways, why would any of these need a little joystick like this?" He comments, moving it around a bit for a moment. "Definitely needs to have the interface replaced." He says as he heads for the repair room.
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Post by striker on May 21, 2011 22:30:13 GMT -5
Striker chuckled, picking up the youthend Chokehold, "I should wash your mouth out with soap young lady" oh, she's enjoying this "Come on, you wrecked it, you clean it. Then we can go get some cheesecake."
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Post by smokedtoast on May 27, 2011 0:05:01 GMT -5
Chokehold growls and crosses her arms, holding up her top armor at the least. "Last I saw, prick wasn't a curse word." She manages to mutter, squirming in Striker's arms. She continues to grumble for a few moments before glancing over to her. "real cheesecake? Not that funny looking fake cheesecake they serve the interns..."
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Post by striker on May 27, 2011 17:44:48 GMT -5
"It's still unlady-like" Striker 'admonished', lips twitching in a smirk, "yeah, far as I know, real cheesecake."
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Post by hare on Jun 1, 2011 15:03:15 GMT -5
Meanwhile in the Executive Bathroom, a couple of Devacorp Maintenance crew calmly walking out of the bathroom; with tools in their hand. "Took a while but I managed to hook it up to the toilet." Whispered the tall maintenance member. The short maintenance member send a IM to a unknown member. ~This is blue team. We fixed the toilet. I repeat, we fixed in the toilet.~ While the maintenance crew slowly exited their work area, a chrous of muffled cries could be heard in the supply closet.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 11, 2011 7:22:20 GMT -5
Chokehold just grumbles and snuggles in, surprisingly comfortable with the situation. For now anyways... she'll get her revenge in the ring a few cycles later. XD "Alright... cheesecake it is."
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Meanwhile, a certain Payload executive makes her way past the maintenence crew with a broad smile. XD Gripkiller was sent as the representative to finish Bigshot's re-buyout of Payload Inc's company stock... and there's no way in the pit she's going to miss out on utilizing such fine facilities. "Today could not get any better...." She comments to herself with a purr before entering said place. "Hrmm... maybe a little cheesecake." Unfortunately for her choices... she heads right into the tampered facilities. XD
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Post by striker on Jun 11, 2011 15:11:06 GMT -5
Striker, carrying the still-youthend Chokehold, walked right past the tampered washroom, headed for the cheesecake after cleaning up her office
She had no idea what she was missing, and well... had she known, she's feel for Gripkiller.
man, those interns just aren't haven't any luck, maybe they should quit while they're ahead
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