What do you do when you make an alien robot angry?
Who: Barricade (
deceptive_honor) and Lucian (
vengefullight)
What: Lucian pisses off Barricade, 'Cade makes him regret it.
When: September 10, after this.
Where: Seventeenth floor hallway
Rating: PG-13
Barricade ran back up the stairs he had just descended and tranformed back into his alternate mode after slipping back into the hall. It was simply too much trouble trying to drive up stairs in such a tiny form.
A tiny form! He was supposed to be anything but tiny! This was not right. Injustice! Death would be a better punishment for his deception rather than this.
Subprocessing these thoughts on one hand, his main processors focused on finding the organic being talking to him on the odd journal creation.
How insubordinate to call him such a thing as a mere toy! He was no toy! No matter his current size! The organic would have to be taught a lesson.
Barricade found the human still speaking into the journal as he approached from behind. He transformed silently into robot mode and snuck up directly behind the organic.
"INCOMPENTANT ORGANIC. DO YOU UNDERSTAND NOW YOUR FOOLISHNESS?"
Lucian was still staring at his journal while he walked through the halls. The thoughts of a transforming robot seemed rather absurd to him, considering the most high-tech thing he's seen in his lifetime were mere mobile fighters. He thought whoever was speaking to him was absolutely mad. It surely had to have been a toy, nothing else could've been possible.
However, those thoughts of the dark swordsman would instantly vanish as he yelped the moment he heard a booming voice from directly behind him. Causing him to jump, Lucian dropped his journal as his eye grew wide, spinning around on his heels and finding himself now face to face with an obviously very angry robot. "Wh-What?! Who- What- The Hell!?"
"DESIGNATION: BARRICADE"
'Cade couldn't help but to admit silently to himself that he was amused by the organic's typical response. They were so easily surprised, so easily taken off guard, and so easily disposed of, too. His eyes glowed an eerily bright red for a moment as he charged his systems for an attack, then he leapt forward with his claw-like hands outstretched.
"How very typical. Humans are so pathetic." Barricade declared, his hand swiping for the vulnerable throat.
"Oh, I hate it when I'm so horribly wrong."
Lucian stared at Barricade and for once actually having a slight feeling of fear. Assuming he survived, he certainly had a clear mental note not to doubt particular things anymore. Taking a few steps away, he couldn't help but get a chill down his spine when he saw the bright crimson in the robot's eyes. Of course, the thoughts questioning as to why Lucian left his sword back in his room were hitting him now.
Lucian cringed when Barricade suddenly leapt at him, and unfortunately for the swordsman, his reflexes were obviously getting a bit rusty as the metal hand easily got to his throat and Lucian letting out a curse as it happened.
Barricade grabbed the human's throat maliciously when the organic failed to defend himself. Humans--they moved so slow, were so weak.
The metal claws dug deep into the fleshy hide of the human, drawing blood where the tips broke through the soft tissue. He snapped his arm upward and lifted the human male off his feet. He hung him there for a moment with no effort at all in the feat, then suddenly jerked his hydralic arm back towards the ground.
He hung the human before his face, forcing the organic to look into his red eyes. "Not such a useless toy now, AM I?"
Lucian let out a cry of pain when he felt the claws digging into his neck, gritting his teeth and shutting his eye tightly when he was lifted from the ground. He brought his own hands up to grab hold of the robot's claw, not that it'd do much for him at this point.
Another faint yelp escaped the swordsman's throat when he was jerked back down. He barely opened his brown eye, staring right into Barricade's eyes. Lucian coughed somewhat, a small bit of blood now dribbling down the side of his mouth from it. "S-So I made... one mistake regarding you... a-and suddenly th-that gives you reason to attack me!?"
"I am a Decepticon. Your fate means nothing to me," Barricade replied. He squeezed harder on the organic's weak and fleshy throat. Yet another useless fact of organic life: the need for air.
Lucian's eye immediately shut again when he felt pressure to his throat, gritting his teeth even more from it. Normally he'd be yelling demands to know what the hell the robot was on about, but he seemed a little preoccupied from the fact his oxygen was getting cut off. He couldn't do much in his current situation aside from gripping his hands around Barricade's single hand more, but even he knew struggling would just worsen his current situation.
Barricade watched the human's struggle with a hint of amusement. However, after so long the amusement faded and Barricade was left with simply a useless organic creature wiggling around in his grasp like a severed power line.
The fun gone, 'Cade saw nothing left to do but get rid of the useless object. With a flick of his hydrolic wrist he sent the organic creature flying through the air.
Senses of the swordsman were fading as it took a moment to register that he was just chucked aside like a rag doll and briefly spiraling in the air. His pain was only made worse when he landed and tumbled down a flight of stairs down to the previous floor, the blood from Lucian's throat leaving a few marks on the stairs. When his decension ceased, Lucian was left with difficulty breathing and laying motionless on his front with blood still dribbling from the open wounds and seeping into the white interior of his coat.
Barricade watched idly as the pathetic organic form fell down the stairs and landed in a discarded heap on the lower floor. His sensors picked up the faint lifesigns, but he couldn't be bothered to make the effort to go down and finish the job of killing the human.
He glanced down at his hand and the wet stickiness that now stained him. Ugh. Now he'd have to get rid of that... again.
deceptive_honor) and Lucian (
vengefullight)
What: Lucian pisses off Barricade, 'Cade makes him regret it.
When: September 10, after this.
Where: Seventeenth floor hallway
Rating: PG-13
Barricade ran back up the stairs he had just descended and tranformed back into his alternate mode after slipping back into the hall. It was simply too much trouble trying to drive up stairs in such a tiny form.
A tiny form! He was supposed to be anything but tiny! This was not right. Injustice! Death would be a better punishment for his deception rather than this.
Subprocessing these thoughts on one hand, his main processors focused on finding the organic being talking to him on the odd journal creation.
How insubordinate to call him such a thing as a mere toy! He was no toy! No matter his current size! The organic would have to be taught a lesson.
Barricade found the human still speaking into the journal as he approached from behind. He transformed silently into robot mode and snuck up directly behind the organic.
"INCOMPENTANT ORGANIC. DO YOU UNDERSTAND NOW YOUR FOOLISHNESS?"
Lucian was still staring at his journal while he walked through the halls. The thoughts of a transforming robot seemed rather absurd to him, considering the most high-tech thing he's seen in his lifetime were mere mobile fighters. He thought whoever was speaking to him was absolutely mad. It surely had to have been a toy, nothing else could've been possible.
However, those thoughts of the dark swordsman would instantly vanish as he yelped the moment he heard a booming voice from directly behind him. Causing him to jump, Lucian dropped his journal as his eye grew wide, spinning around on his heels and finding himself now face to face with an obviously very angry robot. "Wh-What?! Who- What- The Hell!?"
"DESIGNATION: BARRICADE"
'Cade couldn't help but to admit silently to himself that he was amused by the organic's typical response. They were so easily surprised, so easily taken off guard, and so easily disposed of, too. His eyes glowed an eerily bright red for a moment as he charged his systems for an attack, then he leapt forward with his claw-like hands outstretched.
"How very typical. Humans are so pathetic." Barricade declared, his hand swiping for the vulnerable throat.
"Oh, I hate it when I'm so horribly wrong."
Lucian stared at Barricade and for once actually having a slight feeling of fear. Assuming he survived, he certainly had a clear mental note not to doubt particular things anymore. Taking a few steps away, he couldn't help but get a chill down his spine when he saw the bright crimson in the robot's eyes. Of course, the thoughts questioning as to why Lucian left his sword back in his room were hitting him now.
Lucian cringed when Barricade suddenly leapt at him, and unfortunately for the swordsman, his reflexes were obviously getting a bit rusty as the metal hand easily got to his throat and Lucian letting out a curse as it happened.
Barricade grabbed the human's throat maliciously when the organic failed to defend himself. Humans--they moved so slow, were so weak.
The metal claws dug deep into the fleshy hide of the human, drawing blood where the tips broke through the soft tissue. He snapped his arm upward and lifted the human male off his feet. He hung him there for a moment with no effort at all in the feat, then suddenly jerked his hydralic arm back towards the ground.
He hung the human before his face, forcing the organic to look into his red eyes. "Not such a useless toy now, AM I?"
Lucian let out a cry of pain when he felt the claws digging into his neck, gritting his teeth and shutting his eye tightly when he was lifted from the ground. He brought his own hands up to grab hold of the robot's claw, not that it'd do much for him at this point.
Another faint yelp escaped the swordsman's throat when he was jerked back down. He barely opened his brown eye, staring right into Barricade's eyes. Lucian coughed somewhat, a small bit of blood now dribbling down the side of his mouth from it. "S-So I made... one mistake regarding you... a-and suddenly th-that gives you reason to attack me!?"
"I am a Decepticon. Your fate means nothing to me," Barricade replied. He squeezed harder on the organic's weak and fleshy throat. Yet another useless fact of organic life: the need for air.
Lucian's eye immediately shut again when he felt pressure to his throat, gritting his teeth even more from it. Normally he'd be yelling demands to know what the hell the robot was on about, but he seemed a little preoccupied from the fact his oxygen was getting cut off. He couldn't do much in his current situation aside from gripping his hands around Barricade's single hand more, but even he knew struggling would just worsen his current situation.
Barricade watched the human's struggle with a hint of amusement. However, after so long the amusement faded and Barricade was left with simply a useless organic creature wiggling around in his grasp like a severed power line.
The fun gone, 'Cade saw nothing left to do but get rid of the useless object. With a flick of his hydrolic wrist he sent the organic creature flying through the air.
Senses of the swordsman were fading as it took a moment to register that he was just chucked aside like a rag doll and briefly spiraling in the air. His pain was only made worse when he landed and tumbled down a flight of stairs down to the previous floor, the blood from Lucian's throat leaving a few marks on the stairs. When his decension ceased, Lucian was left with difficulty breathing and laying motionless on his front with blood still dribbling from the open wounds and seeping into the white interior of his coat.
Barricade watched idly as the pathetic organic form fell down the stairs and landed in a discarded heap on the lower floor. His sensors picked up the faint lifesigns, but he couldn't be bothered to make the effort to go down and finish the job of killing the human.
He glanced down at his hand and the wet stickiness that now stained him. Ugh. Now he'd have to get rid of that... again.