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heavyweaponsbot) wrote2011-01-28 02:09 am
heavyweaponsbot) wrote2011-01-28 02:09 am
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3rd Transmission - Action
[Hello Vertiline. And how are you this fine morning? Hopefully you're not doing anything that requires your being behind the forge.
But if you are, you'll probably notice a massive black robot loading a lot of oddly glowing cubes into his arms. Along with a small collection of nails and such, pilfered from the forge itself.
His armor is battered, and pitted with holes -- the largest being on his chest. This accomplished, he proceeds to stalk back off toward his pod, the cubes carried very carefully. Every motion makes his joints creak. Once he arrives at the pod, he unceremoniously dumps the cubes inside, before stepping back out again.
Ironhide, at the end of this errand, can be found hunkered down in front of his pod, drinking out of one of the cubes, and thoughtfully watching the sunrise. Occasionally, he chews on one of the nails.
Approach?]
But if you are, you'll probably notice a massive black robot loading a lot of oddly glowing cubes into his arms. Along with a small collection of nails and such, pilfered from the forge itself.
His armor is battered, and pitted with holes -- the largest being on his chest. This accomplished, he proceeds to stalk back off toward his pod, the cubes carried very carefully. Every motion makes his joints creak. Once he arrives at the pod, he unceremoniously dumps the cubes inside, before stepping back out again.
Ironhide, at the end of this errand, can be found hunkered down in front of his pod, drinking out of one of the cubes, and thoughtfully watching the sunrise. Occasionally, he chews on one of the nails.
Approach?]
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Just heavily armored. I can be killed, same as anything alive.
[And then he examines the nails.]
Probably. Just took the first thing I found.
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Just nevah t'ought anytin' here could put a dent in jah.
[Kevas rests the lumber axeon his shoulder.]
Da smit' gotta be havin' plenty of scrap metal jah can munch on. He probably won't mind, and if he does who cares? Dey be owin' us anyway.
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[And a missile strike, but that's just embarrassing to admit. Not that he survived one, but that he got hit in the first place.]
Hmnf. So they do. Keep that in mind next time.
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So joo were in da middle of a fight too eh?
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Fighting to keep an entire planet from being destroyed... and for all I know, we could have lost by now...
[At that thought, Ironhide falls silent, and stares down at the ground. It hadn't occurred to him until now. Everyone... could be dead.]
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Have some faith in joor comrades mon. Dat be what be keepin' me goin'.
[Otherwise he would drive himself crazy worrying about Monoxide and Willow.]
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[They were all strong warriors. They'd survived an entire war so far. But never anything of this magnitude. And never without Prime.]
The enemy's tactics are.
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We'll get back. In da meantime I'm gonna see if fiah gonna do anyt'ing to dat fog.
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You have a plan?
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[He's been trying to give them the benefit of the doubt but they've done nothing to show him otherwise.]
Plan on makin' a bonfiah at da edge of da fog and seein' if dere be any reactions.
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You will need more wood.
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[Kevas nods to the ax resting on his shoulder. He's been gathering wood for the last couple of days. When he says he's going to make a big bonfire, he's means a big bonfire.]
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Need anything hauled?
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[Or a flatbed.]