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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?]
[commentlog of derpery!]
[He tries for a little smile! Gosh this conversation got depressing in a hurry. WHAR BE DERPERY.]
But... no one should have to be familiar with that kind of feeling. I guess that's what I'm sorry about.
[commentlog of derpery!]
I am a soldier. Knew what I was getting into. No sense in moping about it.
[Take your own advice there, Arnhaid.]
[commentlog of derpery!]
[Ventus: therapist extraordinaire!]
[commentlog of derpery!]
[He says this last word with a meaningful glance at his cannons.]
[commentlog of derpery!]
I hope we can get them working again. I bet no one will mess with us then!
[commentlog of derpery!]
I will find a way. I made them. I can repair them.
[commentlog of derpery!]
Yeah! And from then on, it's smooth sailing.
[He tucks his hands behind his head and just makes with the cool.]
[commentlog of derpery!]
... We will see.
[commentlog of derpery!]
[Yep, that's it entirely. 'Things'. ALL THE THINGS! \o/]