Come together, right now... and fix this! [Open to evented and their rides]

[namesnotprowl]

WHO: Barricade, any evented characters that show up, and their transportation if applicable
WHAT: Let's have a get together to go back to normal! ... Hopefully!
WHERE: Zone 7, the warehouse Barricade sent coordinates to
WHEN: Today-ish
WARNINGS/NOTES: It's possibly cranky Autobots and Decepticons getting together in one room. Something is bound to

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[endless_avarice]

Dirge has arrived amongst the others of Magnum's decepticons looking irritated and jittery- and it's not from coffee this time. Exploring various human pleasures had kept him distracted for a time but the lack of flight capabilities is starting to get to him now. He keeps rubbing his arms and hunching his back like he expects wings to erupt from between his shoulder blades by force of will alone.

[airspacecommand]

Starscream had been keeping to himself, trying to avoid all the others. He was only here because of the possibility of being turned back. But as he moved along the back one of the humans caught his gaze in particular. Feeling a sly smirk creep upon his lips he moved towards the human rather casually.

Oh he recognized this one.

"So, how is your heart doing? I see it seems to not have exploded yet. That's a good sign, you still have a few moments to live then."

[endless_avarice]

Dirge was very busy staring at a wall and trying to stop thinking in flight algorithms... It wasn't as if it was even easy or fun in this body... Starscream's comment momentarily snapped him out of it.

"My-? You! You're the one who told me all those horrible things over the comm!"

[airspacecommand]

Starscream smirked again. Oh he was so enjoying toying with this one. It actually lifted his spirits, to have someone he could torment so easily.

He didn't even have to do anything either.

"Why yes, it was me. So good of you to have remembered."

He moved over to Dirge and placed an arm around his shoulders.

"So have you thought about what you're going to do if we don't get our bodies back. If we are stuck in them forever."

Really it was something that bothered Starscream a great deal ... but he wanted to see how this stupid one handled it as well.

[endless_avarice]

Dirge was about to yell at him more for nearly scaring him to death when there was suddenly an arm around his shoulder and he forgot what he was going to say. Weird... It was almost like how his brothers sometimes did the same thing with eachother....

"No..." he groaned, shuddering at the thought of being stuck flightless forever. "I'll die if I have to stay wingless and made of meat."

[airspacecommand]

Well now -- so this one was a flier. One of his own? Nah, he couldn't really think of too many who were this easily manipulated. Well, there was Skywarp, but that was another story all together.

"I understand. Being in his form, it's irritated to say the least. I miss being able to fly anywhere I pleased. Now we're stuck on the ground. It's more annoying than anything."

He repositioned himself so that he was basically using Dirge as a leaning post.

"But if we don't get changed back, we might have to stay like this. Wouldn't it be horrid? Being so small and organic. I don't know how the humans keep on living like this."

[endless_avarice]

And now he was leaning on him... Dirge enjoyed physical contact, even in this body- so he didn't protest. He even tried to purr a little but it didn't come out the same.

"I will die. And I don't want to die. I have many more things I need to possess. How could I even keep my title as Air Commander if I can't even fly anymore?" he sighs, looking very depressed about it.

[airspacecommand]

Starscream was slightly disturbed by the sound that came out of Dirge's mouth. He ... almost didn't want to be near him after that, but he would not show anything of the sorts.

Of course he almost slipped and fell over at Dirge mentioning he was Air Commander.

Did he really hear that right?

This. Moron. Was. Air. Commander?

He straightened himself out and it took all the power he could muster to just not laugh. Oh my -- he would have to have a talk with Megatron about that. Or maybe not. He could just sit back and let it go on. It wasn't like he would ever do anything Dirge ordered anyway.

But at least now he knew who he needed to kill if he wanted the job.

Sort of anyway.

"Right. Yes. Oh, I don't believe I caught your name...? I should know since we'll probably be flying together." He spoke smoothly, but he had the hardest time keeping a straight face all the while.

[endless_avarice]

Oblivious to Starscream's inner mirth, the clone was just excited by the fact that he was meeting one of the air warriors he would eventually command. Which, of course, in Dirge logic meant that this person belonged to him.

"Dirge. I don't think I've met you yet..."

The only fliers in the Hollow that he knew of where Blackout, Lugnut, and Blitzwing.

[airspacecommand]

Dirge? He wondered if this one had a pointy head as well ... But he didn't act like the Dirge he knew. He must be from a different universe then. Ah well, this one seemed more easily manipulated, which would make things easier in the long run.

"I know a Dirge, but you are quite different."

Starscream moved a short distance away, looking off at the others before turning back around to face the younger clone seeker.

"I am Starscream. Though, I believe we are from different universes -- there most likely is a version of me in yours as there is a version of you in mine."

[kaon_krusher]

Lugnut is running his system checks, to be in perfect fighting condition when the time comes. He shutters his auxiliary lenses in a reset, finding himself with a tunnel vision which happens to be aimed directly at the tiny form of Dirge…who is…twitching again.

"Dirge: I could toss you around, get you off the ground. If that would help you settle."

[endless_avarice]

Dirge jerks at the sound of Lugnut's voice, jolted out of another nervous bought of scratching at his back. He was about to ask how the other knew about his problem- but realizes quickly that Lugnut is a flier too and it makes sense that he would understand.

"Off the ground... Yes... But no tossing," he orders, wincing at the memory of Blackout throwing him down into one of his own piles back at the Hollow. The former jet taps a foot, waiting for Lugnut to offer a servo for him to climb on.

[kaon_krusher]

Lugnut recognizes Dirge's discomfort quite well. It's one thing to be stationed in an underground base, but quite another to be denied the sky all together for this long. "Well. I was trying to think of a way to entertain us both. But agreed: no tossing." This is not the time to hassle the seeker, so Lugnut simply reaches down to grasp him, before pausing to consider the best way to do so…

Given that Lugnut has recently been carting around various human-shaped forms far more than a decent mech should ever be expected to, one might think that he would have gotten the hang of this by now. The problem really is just that humans are too incomprehensibly soft, and he still has no proven way of picking them up precisely and without their inner fluids squirting out. (He had practiced on various fruits with devastating results

YOU SQUISHED MY MELONS?!

[endless_avarice]

Dirge was quickly finding out that having a friend was extremely beneficial... it was somewhat like having a minion- only they didn't always obey and sometimes you had to do things in return for them.

The clone carefully clambored onto Lugnut's crossed pinchers, electing to sit down in order to lessen that strange feeling of vertigo being lifted seemed to always give this body.

"I want my body back," he grumped.

you changed tenses - hooray, then I can too

[kaon_krusher]

"That is why you are all here. You all will be restored soon." Lugnut believed this because Megatron had said so. He brought his servos to his optic-level so Dirge could view a more familiar angle, and tried to avoid jostling him too much. Peering at the jet's current shell up close, though, Lugnut could really appreciate how miserable he must feel right now. In an effort to cheer him up, he offered, "In the meantime, you should treasure this unique experience. I will not carry you around once you are back to normal."

Whoooooops

[endless_avarice]

The little jet-turned-human stared at his reflection in Lugnut's giant main optic, touching his hair and prodding at his chin. He'd looked at himself more completely once in a mirror, even taking off various articles of clothing to see what was underneath- but somehow his own reflection still managed to be somewhat startling every time.

"This is true. But it's not enough to make up for losing my wings." He made a soft noise of displeasure and spread out on his belly on Lugnut's hand.

"Hn... You're kinda warm."