FIFTY-FIVE : but you won't get far

[wristsniper]

[Hey Mayfield!

Do you like tanks?

Olivier likes tanks.

In fact, hers may have just run over your mailbox. Or maybe your shrubbery. Perhaps a car!

Hope you had insurance~]

[ooc; Open action. Also feel free to call her angrily if you figure out who it is. She has to see out somehow, after all. But she IS driving, so good luck with that. |D Tank

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[electrowhipit]

[ Jolt is just chillin' in his driveway, when a tank demolishes his mailbox.

Wait.

A tank just demolished his mailbox.

He transforms surprisingly quickly, electricity sparking from his hands, and he falls into a defensive stance. ]

[wristsniper]

[The tank rolls to an uneasy stop--hey it's new technology, get used to it--and the turret creakily turns toward Jolt.

No indication of the source, other than some thuds from inside. Perhaps the top hatch is jammed.]

[electrowhipit]

[ He watches for a moment, tilting his head slightly. It didn't seem like a Decepticon. ]

... Hello?

[wristsniper]

[There's another series of thunks, then a booted foot kicks the hatch open. He may get a glimpse of the blue before Olivier finally appears out of the top of the tank, hopping out to stand on the turret.]

[braided_icarus]

[sjgkjs wut is that noise outside and what was that--oh. A tank? Who even--was that the Major General? Ed will poke his head out the window to look.]

[wristsniper]

[Yes, you should recognize this tank. It almost ran you down!

Briggs rocks.

Oh look, it's stopping on the lawn!]

[braided_icarus]

[Blink blink. Yup. Looks like her tank alright. Ed will just. Make his way downstairs and out to the porch to ask what she is doing on the front lawn. If the drones get too antsy about it, she'd possibly have it revoked, and it could come in handy sometime, even as cover.]

[wristsniper]

[She's hopping out and hauling a large, heavy-looking sack out of the inside of the tank. Looks like she had a purpose for this visit!]

/goes to other tags but i couldn't just not B| i have no idea /hides face

[inheritedtales]

[Stepping outside to see a tank... run over the neighbors car. Yknow what? This is one of the few times she laxes in her vocubulary.]

Merlin's left--

[And then she catches herself. Does she know any magic to stop a tank??? Probably not, but hey shouting could work.]

This isn't the place for that!

[wristsniper]

[Welp, it may not be magical, but the tank DOES stop.

After a few seconds, Olivier peeks out from the top hatch.]

Was that yours?

[evers_hacker]

[Just gardening, when a tank runs over a neighbors car.

Wait

What?

Just gonna... blink and stare, cause that is a goddamn tank going down the street.]

[wristsniper]

[Tank stops.

Olivier hops out!

Ooh, scrap metal. She'll just... take a little of this.]

[evers_hacker]

[Blink.

Blink.

Just gonna walk a bit closer to the tank cause eee tank *u*, while blinking at Olivier.] ... Major General?

[wristsniper]

April. [Funny how easily she hefts car parts up and INTO A TANK.]

[heartstar_blues]

[Has a bad habit of walking into traffic.

Today was not the day to do that.

Have an ugly man standing in the middle of the road, shocked that yet another tank is rolling down the streets of Mayfield.

Honestly, how often does this happen?]

[wristsniper]

[The tank manages to BARELY stop, but you gon' get tapped by it, boy.]

[heartstar_blues]

[Nudge! The Captain stumbles.

Well, now he's just annoyed. He steps up and gives it a "nudge" as well. With his shoulder.

Her tank scoots back, even if that involves tearing up pavement. Only about half a food but he's proving a point.

Standing there, arms crossed.]

[wristsniper]

[The voice comes from inside the vehicle.]

Get out of the damn way. And don't touch my tank.