Home Sweet MINE

[endless_avarice]

WHO: Dirge, whomever else is lurking about
WHAT: New base all for me!
WHERE: Zone 7, sad little clone apartment with a hole in wall.
WHEN: Not long after Dirge's arrival.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Everything you own belongs to Dirge.

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[brbhatingumoar]

Bonecrusher had little to do on his days off; if he wasn't down at the heap demolishing things he was looking for a fight in the arena. If that wasn't an option, sometimes he roamed. Kind of like he was doing now.

His exploration of the zone was cut short by the irritating sound of a null ray, so he stops to end the aggravation until he sees just what the other mech is up to.

"...WHAT ARE YOU DOING."

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Dirge paused in his work at the sound of a rather loud voice from street level. He glanced downward at the complicated looking mech, null-ray deactivating with a crackle.

"Marking what's mine. Mechs around here seem to have a hard time figuring out what belongs to me."

He scoffed, dampening his thrusters until he was hovering just above Bonecrusher's head. The other's complicated structure matched alot of the auto-bots the clone had seen through the video feeds...

[brbhatingumoar]

"...REALLY. DON'T THINK ANYONE'S GONNA WANT YER BUILDING."

He takes a step back, looking irritated at the proxemity. He likes to be able to see his targets who he's talking to, and doesn't care for jets in general. They remind him of Starscream. He hates Starscream.

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"You'd be surprised. There are already three others living here that probably think they own it. Ridiculous, I know."

Dirge continued to examine the other robot, despite his obvious distaste for the closeness, slowly turning in a circle to see him from all sides.

"You wouldn't happen to be one of those ugly looking Auto-bots, would you?"

PANT PANT

[obsequiouslysir]

[ooc: sorry so laaaaate. I'm still hiatus-ing and whatnot, so replies are slow and whatnot, and MSN is still BUSY TIEMS. BUT HERE WE GO.]

Sunstorm had just returned to work and discovered his apartment was being vandalized. How wonderful! The 'Con was in jet mode, transforming mid-air before landing on the roof top, smiling warmly as always. "Artistic Dirge!" he cooed, hands raised, "I am glad to see you have arrived! How great it is to finally welcome another one of my oh so perfect brothers to Axiom Nexus!"

very artistic when it comes to one word

[endless_avarice]

(ooc: No worries! I dun mind slooooow~ )

Dirge's null-ray deactivated with a snap as he finished carving out the last letter.

"The pleasure is all mine, I can assure you," he replied with a smirk.

Heel thrusters kicking up a notch, the teal clone rose upward until he was eye-level with Sunstorm.

"You're just in time to pay me the rent."

HURRR

[obsequiouslysir]

Sunstorm smiled brightly. "Well I hope you are also prepared to do more household work! Your skills will clean this place up greatly!" he exclaimed. His hands brushed aside and he chuckled, "Oh, I apologize my dear and great Dirge, but no paycheck for another few orns!"

Re: HURRR

[endless_avarice]

"No paycheck?" The other seeker frowned as if Sunstorm had offered him sour energon.

He was only vaguely aware of the means of receiving one of these 'paychecks'- but what he knew for sure was that they were currency and he very much wanted that. Alot of it.

From accessing Starscream's memory files, Dirge could tell just being a Decepticon could earn you currency- but it seemed to hinge on there being a Megatron who knew your name enough to ascribe currency to it. He would have to look into finding himself a new one- considering the one from their universe did not seem to be present.

"I will have this....paycheck. But first, there are some other things that require my artistic talent."

He turned away from Sunstorm and flew down through the hole, thrusters burning small circles in the carpet as he landed inside. The null-ray could be heard activating again once he had found the room he judged to be the biggest.