Thrill-Seeker[ OPEN ]
WHO: Skywarp isveryafraid and anyone he may run into! Up to you if that's literal, heh.
WHAT: SKYWARP IS TAKING RISKS BECAUSE RISKS ARE FUN. Namely, he is seeing how far he can freefall and how close he can get to the ground without crashing.
WHERE: All over - seriously, all over. SG!Skywarp knows no fear of seedy lower zones! And he... also knows no fear of law enforcement in the upper zones! 8D
WHEN: Saturday, Aug. 21
WARNINGS/NOTES: Just one rather confrontational jet. Possibility of violence depending on just how confrontational he gets, but probably nothing too extreme. He doesn't do gore, he just punches people in the face. And he'd rather play chicken than throw punches anyway.
Skywarp was screaming again. Unlike most times Skywarp screamed, however, this was a shriek of pure excitement. The black-and-purple jet was simply dropping from the sky, thrusters deactivated, and headed straight for an open plaza that was normally milling with peaceful bots and organics out for a stroll.
At the moment, they were instead scattering in panic from the Seeker headed straight toward them. Skywarp was laughing like a maniac. At the last minute, just when it looked as if his nosecone would collide with the pavement, the clone transformed, righted himself, activated his thrusters and shot back up into the air. "YEEEAAAAH! THAT WAS AWESOME!"
"You maniac, are you out of your processor?!" bellowed an irate Tyran mech somewhere below him. By this point, Skywarp was so high up that he could could hardly hear him.
Yeah, that was fun. Too bad they're all such chickens. It would be totally awesome to find someone who'd actually play chicken with him! ...but no one seemed to want to stand their ground long enough for it to be fun, and he hadn't been able to get close enough to any other jets to try a midair version. Oh well, the challenge of not hitting the ground was fun enough for now. Executing a couple of wobbly, careless loops through the sky, Skywarp veered away in search of another place to play. Hey, it sure beat sitting at home with boring old Starscream.
WHAT: SKYWARP IS TAKING RISKS BECAUSE RISKS ARE FUN. Namely, he is seeing how far he can freefall and how close he can get to the ground without crashing.
WHERE: All over - seriously, all over. SG!Skywarp knows no fear of seedy lower zones! And he... also knows no fear of law enforcement in the upper zones! 8D
WHEN: Saturday, Aug. 21
WARNINGS/NOTES: Just one rather confrontational jet. Possibility of violence depending on just how confrontational he gets, but probably nothing too extreme. He doesn't do gore, he just punches people in the face. And he'd rather play chicken than throw punches anyway.
Skywarp was screaming again. Unlike most times Skywarp screamed, however, this was a shriek of pure excitement. The black-and-purple jet was simply dropping from the sky, thrusters deactivated, and headed straight for an open plaza that was normally milling with peaceful bots and organics out for a stroll.
At the moment, they were instead scattering in panic from the Seeker headed straight toward them. Skywarp was laughing like a maniac. At the last minute, just when it looked as if his nosecone would collide with the pavement, the clone transformed, righted himself, activated his thrusters and shot back up into the air. "YEEEAAAAH! THAT WAS AWESOME!"
"You maniac, are you out of your processor?!" bellowed an irate Tyran mech somewhere below him. By this point, Skywarp was so high up that he could could hardly hear him.
Yeah, that was fun. Too bad they're all such chickens. It would be totally awesome to find someone who'd actually play chicken with him! ...but no one seemed to want to stand their ground long enough for it to be fun, and he hadn't been able to get close enough to any other jets to try a midair version. Oh well, the challenge of not hitting the ground was fun enough for now. Executing a couple of wobbly, careless loops through the sky, Skywarp veered away in search of another place to play. Hey, it sure beat sitting at home with boring old Starscream.