[closed actionspam] <333333333not_your_gunMay 23 2010, 19:08:44 UTC
Scared? Hardly. I rather enjoy my fights with you, Bonecrusher...
[He pauses in shooting for a moment to flash a smirk at them, pleased at the more efficient output from his weaponry. He had been behind the times in his old body...and this one offered so much more while not greatly changing his appearance (well, beyond the new thrusters.)]
...though do keep in mind I know most of your moves, Bonecrusher... [A huge chunk of ceiling finally succumbed to his earlier barrage, and fell towards the pair of Tyrans, loosening other rocks to fall along with it. Still smirking, he raised his rifle, changed the setting, and let out a steady stream of laser heat towards it so that it glowed, red-hot, and would shatter into molten projectiles upon impact.]
...while you don't know what I am capable of, now.
[He liked this gun. He'd have to remember to thank Swindle again, later.]
Really, though, if you'd just calmly submit to letting Soundwave wipe your memory of where my base is, I'll freely let you go. [He glanced to Barricade on this one, getting the feeling he was more the 'brains' of this operation. Bonecrusher already knew the basic extent of his abilities....and while he might have difficulty winning this fight, it was because his systems needed breaking in.
...then again, if they worked well as a team....
He didn't know Barricade's abilities, but two very well coordinated mechs could stop him. Based off what he'd seen a moment ago...that very well could be.
Ah, well. He had backup of his own, if it came down to that.]
[closed actionspam] <333333333brbhatingumoarMay 24 2010, 02:55:59 UTC
[That wasn't quite what he'd meant in regard to Barricade - he just needed the smaller mech out of rubble range, in case Bonecrusher got smashed to pieces. Both of them getting crushed was very much a Bad Thing.
When he sees what Magnum's doing, he swears audibly, and hopes very much that Barricade had backed up far enough, because it certainly looked as it Bonecrusher was going to end up with a very hot molten rock shower raining down on his armor. Barricade was going to have a fit fixing this.]
...I AM NOT LETTIN' YER SOUNDWAVE NEAR MY PROCESSOR. FORGET IT.
[He has a feeling this is going to be a very bad day. Since he can't seem to get close enough to Magnum to actually properly pounce, he settles for his own weapon. It's not as advanced as Magnum's gun, but it packs a decent enough punch. Ignoring the sizzling noises his armor is making, he fires.]
[closed actionspam] <333333333namesnotprowlMay 24 2010, 04:15:12 UTC
[Barricade is the willfully disobedient type, all things considered. But the longer he can keep Magnum guessing - if he's guessing at all, the doubt in him rumbles - the better.
He skips back another few steps as soon as Magnum aims up again, well out of the way of the rocks. Don't worry, Bonecrusher: he's insane but he's not stupid. Though he's reconfiguring his free hand into a flail, and shooting a message over his and Crusher's comm line.]
:: You might wanna cover your head instead of trying to shoot at him. And get over here. :: [It shuts off abruptly, as he swings the flail out to try to hook Bonecrusher's plating and haul him out of the worst of it.
His upper optics on Bonecrusher, the lower, smaller pair focus on Magnum, and he tilts his head.]
Sorry. Got everything arranged the way I want it up there, and I hate for someone to muck up the organization.
[He might take the offer, if he didn't figure he was as good as dead when he reported anyway. And if he didn't think he'd dissolve into rabid hysterics, having someone poking around in his processor.]
[closed actionspam]not_your_gunMay 25 2010, 20:44:45 UTC
Those are all very good reasons, though...I can assure you he's quite accurate in his work.
[His cannon stays aimed at them, though he's not firing for the moment, curious to see if they're going to attack or retreat from this point.]
And I have no interest in messing with your loyalty. I want mechs that follow me because they chose to. [It was an important distinction in his mind--mostly because he wished to avoid any unnecessary betrayals. Then again, that had been happening, anyhow--but at least, this way, he had the right to get mad about it.]
So how about we try a different tactic. I'll fight you anyhow, because you obviously can't report back unscathed. I don't kill you. And you tell me where Malus has been hiding all this time. Sound fair?
[He let off a shot, now, for good measure, toward where the pair of them had congregated.]
[closed actionspam] HI THIS IS ME BEING LATE 8)brbhatingumoarJune 4 2010, 12:47:28 UTC
...ANSWER'S STILL NO.
[Someone in his head? No thanks. He's about to say something else, but there's a flail in his back that drags him backwards and out of the way. He wants to snip at Barricade, but he figures...why bother? The mech's right, and Barricade's one of the only mech's Bonecrusher actually listens to.]
MALUS WON'T LIKE THAT LITTLE DEAL. [Plus, Soundwave will find out. Soundwave seems to be able to get inside his head now without those tentacles, and Bonecrusher Does Not Want to be 'interrogated'.]
[He doesn't like people in his head. It's just weird. Though he'd honestly expected for Bonecrusher to snip at him, he's glad he doesn't. Once he's gotten him out of the range of the ceiling-bits, he flicks his flail free, retracting it.]
Not everyone has good intentions for choosing to join forces with another mech, though. [Some guys are just chronic backstabbers like that. Who probably figured out that stabbing Malus in the back was incredibly difficult.]
No, Malus wouldn't like that. And he'd find out.
[Paranoia, but not without reason; Soundwave is a problem of epic proportions like that. He knows that somehow Soundwave will figure out what happened, and then Malus would know. And then Barricade would have a significantly shorter life span.]
[He pauses in shooting for a moment to flash a smirk at them, pleased at the more efficient output from his weaponry. He had been behind the times in his old body...and this one offered so much more while not greatly changing his appearance (well, beyond the new thrusters.)]
...though do keep in mind I know most of your moves, Bonecrusher... [A huge chunk of ceiling finally succumbed to his earlier barrage, and fell towards the pair of Tyrans, loosening other rocks to fall along with it. Still smirking, he raised his rifle, changed the setting, and let out a steady stream of laser heat towards it so that it glowed, red-hot, and would shatter into molten projectiles upon impact.]
...while you don't know what I am capable of, now.
[He liked this gun. He'd have to remember to thank Swindle again, later.]
Really, though, if you'd just calmly submit to letting Soundwave wipe your memory of where my base is, I'll freely let you go. [He glanced to Barricade on this one, getting the feeling he was more the 'brains' of this operation. Bonecrusher already knew the basic extent of his abilities....and while he might have difficulty winning this fight, it was because his systems needed breaking in.
...then again, if they worked well as a team....
He didn't know Barricade's abilities, but two very well coordinated mechs could stop him. Based off what he'd seen a moment ago...that very well could be.
Ah, well. He had backup of his own, if it came down to that.]
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When he sees what Magnum's doing, he swears audibly, and hopes very much that Barricade had backed up far enough, because it certainly looked as it Bonecrusher was going to end up with a very hot molten rock shower raining down on his armor. Barricade was going to have a fit fixing this.]
...I AM NOT LETTIN' YER SOUNDWAVE NEAR MY PROCESSOR. FORGET IT.
[He has a feeling this is going to be a very bad day. Since he can't seem to get close enough to Magnum to actually properly pounce, he settles for his own weapon. It's not as advanced as Magnum's gun, but it packs a decent enough punch. Ignoring the sizzling noises his armor is making, he fires.]
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He skips back another few steps as soon as Magnum aims up again, well out of the way of the rocks. Don't worry, Bonecrusher: he's insane but he's not stupid. Though he's reconfiguring his free hand into a flail, and shooting a message over his and Crusher's comm line.]
:: You might wanna cover your head instead of trying to shoot at him. And get over here. :: [It shuts off abruptly, as he swings the flail out to try to hook Bonecrusher's plating and haul him out of the worst of it.
His upper optics on Bonecrusher, the lower, smaller pair focus on Magnum, and he tilts his head.]
Sorry. Got everything arranged the way I want it up there, and I hate for someone to muck up the organization.
[He might take the offer, if he didn't figure he was as good as dead when he reported anyway. And if he didn't think he'd dissolve into rabid hysterics, having someone poking around in his processor.]
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[His cannon stays aimed at them, though he's not firing for the moment, curious to see if they're going to attack or retreat from this point.]
And I have no interest in messing with your loyalty. I want mechs that follow me because they chose to. [It was an important distinction in his mind--mostly because he wished to avoid any unnecessary betrayals. Then again, that had been happening, anyhow--but at least, this way, he had the right to get mad about it.]
So how about we try a different tactic. I'll fight you anyhow, because you obviously can't report back unscathed. I don't kill you. And you tell me where Malus has been hiding all this time. Sound fair?
[He let off a shot, now, for good measure, toward where the pair of them had congregated.]
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[Someone in his head? No thanks. He's about to say something else, but there's a flail in his back that drags him backwards and out of the way. He wants to snip at Barricade, but he figures...why bother? The mech's right, and Barricade's one of the only mech's Bonecrusher actually listens to.]
MALUS WON'T LIKE THAT LITTLE DEAL. [Plus, Soundwave will find out. Soundwave seems to be able to get inside his head now without those tentacles, and Bonecrusher Does Not Want to be 'interrogated'.]
'FRAID I CAN'T GIVE Y'THAT INFO, MAGNUM.
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[He doesn't like people in his head. It's just weird. Though he'd honestly expected for Bonecrusher to snip at him, he's glad he doesn't. Once he's gotten him out of the range of the ceiling-bits, he flicks his flail free, retracting it.]
Not everyone has good intentions for choosing to join forces with another mech, though. [Some guys are just chronic backstabbers like that. Who probably figured out that stabbing Malus in the back was incredibly difficult.]
No, Malus wouldn't like that. And he'd find out.
[Paranoia, but not without reason; Soundwave is a problem of epic proportions like that. He knows that somehow Soundwave will figure out what happened, and then Malus would know. And then Barricade would have a significantly shorter life span.]
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