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G1 Wildrider
"Hello? Hey! This isn't funny!" Wildrider snapped, glaring around as he turned in a circle in an attempt to locate his gestalt-mates. Purple optics flickered a bit as he came across absolutely nothing and the Stunticon finally came to a dead stop. "Seriously, where are you guys? You better not have left me behind!" There was a ( Read more... )
"Hello? Hey! This isn't funny!" Wildrider snapped, glaring around as he turned in a circle in an attempt to locate his gestalt-mates. Purple optics flickered a bit as he came across absolutely nothing and the Stunticon finally came to a dead stop. "Seriously, where are you guys? You better not have left me behind!" There was a ( Read more... )
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Starscream had been walking through this native flora on one of his shortcuts, between his penthouse, in what passed for urban development in the Nexus, and the cave the other side of the rivers. If he had a reason that he often took such walks on foot, when flying would actually make the trip shorter, he had not told anyone, or even written of it in his journal.
He noticed the mech he had not seen before, looking distressed and, apparently, talking to himself. That he was gray in part, a grounder, and bearing signs of Decepticon allegiance reminded Starscream of one he had known before.
"Eh. Hello. My name is Starscream." He bowed, though not to the most respectful degree. He thought it was always best to start off with formal protocol when encountering unknown bots. "Are you missing something?"
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A voice!
Wildrider's head snapped up as someone started talking to, blind hope causing him to believe that, for a moment, it might be one of his brothers...but it wasn't. No, it was a flier and someone he didn't recognize.
The mech seemed to hunch down a bit more as he stared, practically bristling in a defensive manner.
"What do you care?" he snapped, suddenly wondering if he was dreaming again. "Go away! I'm waiting for someone!"
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Starscream glared down at the bot. This one, he thought, did not seem one for formality. He was, in Starscream's opinion, letting his emotions take control - this was something Starscream was vaguely familiar with.
"I didn't say I cared." He huffed, ex-venting warm air, but his posture was straight, even haughty. "You are the one cowering along my path."
Starscream paused for a moment, wondering if it could be true anyone else was expected to come this way. "It's not really behavior becoming a soldier."
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Returning the glare, Wildrider continued to bristle. Who did this mech think he was?! He just waltz up while Wildrider is trying to be good and accept his punishment and starts acting all high and mighty like he's--
Optics flickered before the angry disappeared briefly, replaced with a curious look.
"Who are you?" he asked, completely ignoring the other statements the flier had made, letting his arms drop as his feet slid forward a bit. "You act like this real jerk of a flier that I know but you don't look like him. I've never seen anyone that looks as weird as you do."
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*Skywarp is flying around like a gigantic derp when he happens upon something familiar. he moves in for a closer look.*
Oh frag. It's you.
*just what he needed. more groundpounders.*
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"Oh frag. It's you."
Now that voice actually sounded familiar! Turning slightly as he rolled his shoulder against the tree he had been working on taking his frustrations out on, Wildrider's optics flickered as he spotted Skywarp.
"Hey! The not so smart flier!" he pronounced with his usual manic grin. "Fancy meeting you here!" What was he doing there? Had the others told 'Warp where they had dropped him off at? Maybe he was here to use his teleporting abilities to get him out of there!
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*he stands near Wildrider, arms crossed over his cockpit.*
Hey. I'm smart.
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"...Was that a joke?" Wildrider drawled, optic ridge arching as he cocked his head and gave the other a blank look. "'Cause it wasn't a very funny one."
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*flies overhead, sees Stunticon*
Aw slag... *Turns to fly away, hoping he won't be seen*
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Unfortunately for Air Raid, the Stunticon had a knack for--
1. Hearing fliers when they were close by
and
2. Knowing when it was an Autobot.
Head snapping up the Stunticon grinned wildly as he scrambled to his feet.
"Aww, running away wittle Aerialbot!" he called out, bouncing from one foot to the other a bit. Yes! Finally something to help him pass the time!
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Hey, there's a truce here, and I don't like hanging around with your kind, end of story!
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...Skywarp had mentioned they weren't allowed to fight Autobots didn't he?
Stewing a bit, Wildrider glared at the flier.
"Scaredy-bot. That's alright. Just go fly off and pretend you're special or something."
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Hearing his designation called the Stunticon snapped out of his thoughts, having huddled up near another tree while he tried to process everything that was going on. The bot--con that had addressed him was...slightly-in a weird way-familiar but there was something off about him at the same time.
"...Right?" he replied, eying the other warily. "Who are you?" His processor was scrambling to try and give him something..Twin..something Twin.
But that small voice in the back of his processor was still telling him there was something off.
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"Ah, yeah, right. I knew that!"
Liar.
"...Are you here to tell me this is some weird..." He waved a hand, obviously frustrated with everything he had been told by those that had come across him. "..not where I'm supposed to be thing? 'Cause I'm pretty sure Motormaster just dumped me here 'cause I called his aft huge. But the others..they said I'm not home anymore and I don't like that."
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