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Post by Prowl Spartan on Sept 21, 2010 16:59:08 GMT -5
BumbleBee was shocked when Hubcap got up and started pressing buttons. Once BumbleBee was asked about casualties, BumbleBee thought a moment. "Not that I've seen. We crashed here and lucky we survived with some scratches." BumbleBee replied as he looked around and then started watching Hubcap working at the terminal.
"How we holding up here? Heard anything from Jazz?" BumbleBee asked....
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Post by Firefly on Sept 21, 2010 17:29:21 GMT -5
((Will post soon, sorry for delay. )
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Post by Grim Rod on Sept 23, 2010 16:55:33 GMT -5
OOC: Okay, but I'll post for Prowler to respond to though.
Hubcap shook his head. Hubcap: I've been trying to reach him via the emergency antennae, but the damned thing's not tuned properly. All I can pick up is some dance station. He pressed a series of buttons and a fast tune began playing. Hubcap tapped another button and the static noise returned. Hubcap: Not very helpful really. Maybe you could get onto the others to retune it?
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Post by Firefly on Sept 23, 2010 20:10:54 GMT -5
Arcee Arcee sighed inwardly, not liking to have to be like this. But she was a Femme, and despite everything, there was still that one stereotype she had to over-rule at all times... Period. At least, that was one of the few excuses her mind made up as she inspected the area around them.
Any movement and she'd investigate - either ready to shoot or ready to help. After all, she wouldn't put it past the 'cons to leave somebody behind to fend for themselves. This could be a danger, AND a foolish move. Even she knew that.
She couldn't help but want to reach out to Hot Rod, though, after speaking to him like that. But he had to understand - this was a war trip, not a joy trip. Her mind strayed a moment, thinking of the romantic idea of finally admitting a festering love in the middle of destruction, and she sighed softly, before snapping back to focus, watching again for movement. '... Oops. Gotta keep focused. She thought, keeping a careful eye open.
Warpath At hearing Bumblebee wasn't there, he looked around for a moment, hoping to spot lil' yellow bot. Maybe he'd gone with the other two? He wasn't sure, but wandering off around here wasn't the best of ideas. Not that he was one to speak, but maybe they should go look for the bot...
"I don't see 'im anywhere. He just up an' - Zip! - disappeared!" He said, not yet voicing his concern in the case that the lil' guy was actually close by. After all, that would be a bit over-reacting... right?
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Post by Prowl Spartan on Sept 23, 2010 21:31:10 GMT -5
BumbleBee looked to Hudcap and listened to what was happening. Once Hudcap gave the example of what he meant, BumbleBee wasn't too pleased either. But once Hudcap asked BumbleBee to go onto the others to retune it. He was a bit confused. 'Onto what?' BumbleBee asked to himself. Then he thought for a moment and then realized what Hudcap meant. "Sure. I'll see what I can do Hudcap." BumbleBee said with a reassuring nod. "Anything else I can do for ya Hudcap?..."
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Post by Grim Rod on Sept 25, 2010 19:25:01 GMT -5
Hot Rod heard Arcee sigh. So, she wasn't being entirely honest with him. Pursuing this was obviously a bad idea, but Hot rod, as always, was running before he could walk. Hot Rod: Why're you sighing? You're not okay, are you? Something's wrong. Suddenly it struck him it might not be a good idea to ask that right here. Unseen by anyone, something was moving in the background.
Sunstreaker shrugged. Sunstreaker: The little guy can look after himself. In the background, rubble was being carried over to the hole in the wall in order to form a barricade. Ultra Magnus had decided that Sandstorm, Sideswipe and Roulette would returne to the barracks to collect anyone still there and bring them to the tower. Springer: You really think we should bring everyone here? It'll just make a bigger target. Ultra Magnus: And one that's easier to defend. That way we can coordinate a counter-offensive. Springer nodded, silencing his doubts. Ultra Magnus sent Springer and Sureshot after the first three for good measure. Then he went over to Sunstreaker and Warpath. Ultra Magnus: No time for slacking you two! Get helping!
Hubcap: Not unless you've got a barrel of drinking energon. He flashed Bumblebee a smile. Hubcap: I'm counting on you, 'Bee. We get this system back online, we'll be able to contact Jazz's tower at the very least. If we're lucky, we may be able to get hold of Iacon.
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Post by Firefly on Sept 26, 2010 12:00:48 GMT -5
Arcee((ooc: Ah, here's a post worthy of the skills I learned at ITM... I hate posts like this. Bleh.))She would have bit her tongue if she could. But at the moment, either way, she was a bit surprised. Had she sighed out loud? Great. But what now? Her inner processors were fighting each other as to what to do next... Confess everything to him? No... That'd be silly. Right? Then everything would be different... But... In a good way... Right? No, no, no... It's best if everything stays the way it is now... Or so she thought. She looked at Hot Rod a moment, trying to figure out what to say. The destruction of the building surrounded them both, making things look... Kind of desperate, actually. She faintly wondered how it made her look, standing here, trying to figure out what to say. Pink femme standing in the ruins of a building, stuttering for words, blaster in hand... Yeah, that's a unique picture for sure. She pushed her mind back to her previous thoughts though, determined not to distract herself, or she really would look lost, standing there like that. "Hot Rod, I... Just... Don't worry about it, ok? Let's stay focused..." She stuttered out. It hurt her to say that, but she needed to for her own processors. Or so she thought. She turned to the side, a slightly troubled look appearing on her face for a moment, clearing quickly. Now wasn't the time, it WASN'T the TIME! She needed to focus... Even if she were with Hot Rod. She looked around again, and heard a couple bots coming... Saved by their arrival, she supposed. At least now it would be easier to focus. "Let's get moving, alright?" She choked out. She managed to make the words come out clearly, somehow, but it was a pain to get them out. Now wasn't the time, and things were getting wayyyyy more difficult than they should've been. She'd need more practice. She hoped she wouldn't get any. She started to walk forward, passing Hot Rod, still looking for movement. Keep moving forward... Warpath ((I'm pretty sure I can say this was the hardest post combination I've ever made on this site. Now, let's get Warpath in a tough spot and make it all better! Lol. At least Warpath here is a bit of relief. I hate tense moments.)) Hearing Ultra Magnus speak, he nodded in agreement as well. Made sense to him. But then again, he wasn't any expert on any of this. It occurred that he should definitely be helping the bots around him. He started to stand, just in time to hear Ultra Magnus tell them to get back to work. Oops.
He nodded acknowledgment, and got up to help move the rubble. He may be a mini-bot, but that didn't mean he wouldn't help! He helped set up the barricade with not another word.
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Post by Grim Rod on Sept 26, 2010 17:55:19 GMT -5
OOC: Oops. Caught slacking! Anyway, I'm glad I'm pushing your RPing skills. This isn't over! For now, we'll leave it there. ;D I'll wait for Prowler's post.
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Post by Prowl Spartan on Sept 29, 2010 15:48:11 GMT -5
BumbleBee nodded as he ran out of the room to see if he could find anyone who was able to fix the antenna's. He was hoping Ratchet. But then he was a medic. He didn't even know why that came to thought. He then thought about pipes. So he ran out as he dodged and weaved his way out and looked for Pipes. Once he did so. BumbleBee went to Pipes.
"Pipes! I need your help." BumbleBee said...
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Post by Grim Rod on Oct 1, 2010 11:58:35 GMT -5
Hot Rod shook his head sadly. That hadn't gone well. Still, maybe he could try again later. She seemed a little emotional right now. He didn't get femmes at all... Whatever thoughts may have followed that were stopped by a figure appearing from rubble. A small, blue, quadrupedal Decepticon. To a human eye, it would be a panther. : Rowr! Hot Rod brought up his arm to defend himself as the Decepticons slammed into him. They went down. More optics appeared in the shadows. Warpath's hlp was much appreciated, while Sunstreaker grumbled something about slaves and dying. Pipes had been looking for something to do when Bumblebee appeared. Pipes: What can I do for you, 'bee?
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Post by Firefly on Oct 1, 2010 18:31:37 GMT -5
((... Seriously? With the smiley?? Geez. Anyhoo, you'll have to wait till Sunday Evening or Monday Afternoon for my post. Sorry for the delay, tonight's a busy night. :/ Besides that, wish the team luck in our race! Lol.))
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Post by Prowl Spartan on Oct 1, 2010 23:18:43 GMT -5
"Could you help fix the emergency antennae? Hubcap needs it re tuned is trying to get a hold of Jazz and maybe Iacon." BumbleBee said as he was hoping Pipes could help....
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Post by Grim Rod on Oct 4, 2010 13:19:24 GMT -5
OOC:
I could have sword I'd written Howlback. I'm not sure where the smiley came from. Oh, I wrote three question marks. Obviously that's the symbol for that smiley. I'll use four in future.
Pipes took a second to work out what Bumblebee had said. Then nodded. Pipes: Yeah, of course. Where is it?
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Post by Prowl Spartan on Oct 5, 2010 17:52:28 GMT -5
"I----Don't know. Hubcap never told me. I should have asked. But We can do that on our way there. Come on!" BumbleBee said as he ran to find Hubcap again to get directions....
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Post by Grim Rod on Oct 7, 2010 18:32:51 GMT -5
Pipes watched Bumblebee disappear up the stairs. He sighed, and then hurried after him. Hubcap watched Bumblebee reappear in the doorway of the comms room. Hubcap: Huh? What's going on now?
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