"What's the biggest gamble you ever took? I don't mean actual 'gambling', like cards or games of chance, unless you really want to talk about your winnings -- I mean risk. For you, something or someone important to you, whatever
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"Bum rushing some aliens while not havin' enough intel on 'em to know my specialized weapons wouldn't have an effect. Didn't have much other choice but to try, but, ehm, yeah, that was a spectacular crash n' burn that time."
Broadcast gives a sheepish look. "While it was only a temporary escape, I got pulled out by another teammate an' then we ran for all our sparks were worth. Good thing we planned a fall back point or we'd'a been a pile of fried circuits."
"Hey, nothing wrong with a strategic retreat when that's all there is between yourself and annihilation. Especially if you'd planned for it, what with the fallback-point and all."
"I took the risk that a general of my kind, a devil several hundred years my senior, would be stupid and arrogant enough to believe that *I* was stupid and arrogant." Aion smiled. "He didn't even realize *I* was the diversion until it was too late. As for whether I crashed and burned." Aion shrugged. "It eventually turned out that I wasn't the only one who was guilty of underestimating their opponent."
"I don't know about 'stupid' -- you sound too sharp for someone to call you stupid -- but if you were underestimating the enemy, wouldn't that smack of just a bit of arrogance?"
No comment on the devil part; Dynamo's only known one being worthy of the name, as far as he's concerned.
"You didn't say if you crashed, just commented on not being the only one to underestimate. Mutual smiting?"
"Possibly," Aion said with a slight smile. "Mutual smiting indeed. The last thing I remember is my brother and I charging at each other, then a bright flash of light. " He looks down at his form. "I've recently encountered a lol. I suggest that if you spot a ibis statue, that you not read the plaque. The shape I'm in now is my twin brother's." He wasn't going to even try to explain about Chrono having reduced himself to child-size to conserve energy.
"I was caught and dragged back. So yes." There's a pause but Blues catches on to Dynamo's meaning and sighs, tapping his temple. "After that, the doc made sure I can't go far."
The idea of a cranial bomb or kinkbomb or who knew what else -- implanted by some jackass, no doubt -- is not at all a pleasant one; Dynamo's expression darkens, and he studies Blues carefully for a moment.
"Get it removed, then. Have it done here; failsafes can always be worked around. Failing that, better to die."
"Making a deal with Unicron that would have provided him a new body and the ability to go tearing around space destroying worlds again, in exchange for a new body of my own--and gambling that he was arrogant enough and didn't know me well enough to know that I'd double-cross him at the last minute."
The large red, white and blue robot smirks. "As for whether it panned out..." Starscream flicks one wing with a robotic finger, yielding a distinct, metallic 'ping!' "I'm not running around disembodied any more, and Unicron is still a severed head tumbling through space."
Starscream's smirk is answered with another smirk, as Dynamo settles himself back a bit. That's one loud colour scheme you got there, Screamer; needs a better look-see --
"Bet you're going to take better care of that frame, though."
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Judging from the wince, Dynamo definitely sympathizes.
"How'd you get out of the mess?"
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No comment on the devil part; Dynamo's only known one being worthy of the name, as far as he's concerned.
"You didn't say if you crashed, just commented on not being the only one to underestimate. Mutual smiting?"
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With that explanation, he can't can't help but smirk just a bit.
"Oh, I figure I'm safe enough. I've heard about these lol-things and I'm not going near anything or anyone that seems too strange or too 'innocent'."
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Since Blues is right there in front of him, unless the place he was breaking out from is in the Nexus Dynamo's inclined to think he succeeded ...
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The idea of a cranial bomb or kinkbomb or who knew what else -- implanted by some jackass, no doubt -- is not at all a pleasant one; Dynamo's expression darkens, and he studies Blues carefully for a moment.
"Get it removed, then. Have it done here; failsafes can always be worked around. Failing that, better to die."
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The large red, white and blue robot smirks. "As for whether it panned out..." Starscream flicks one wing with a robotic finger, yielding a distinct, metallic 'ping!' "I'm not running around disembodied any more, and Unicron is still a severed head tumbling through space."
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Starscream's smirk is answered with another smirk, as Dynamo settles himself back a bit. That's one loud colour scheme you got there, Screamer; needs a better look-see --
"Bet you're going to take better care of that frame, though."
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He was, of course, inferring that he risked his life, but Sam wasn't one to explain things unless asked.
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