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re_alignment_logs2012-11-22 08:16 pm
herald_ramjet) wrote in re_alignment_logs2012-11-22 08:16 pm
[Semi-closed/open] Don't attack the level boss alone, it's a bad idea.
WHO: Ramjet, Vector Prime, anyone else though the Vector/Ramjet fight is closed.
WHERE: A bit outside Haven, a hill has taken on a decidedly odd looklook he can't just sit around in the Badlands and enhancing it, it gets boring.
WHEN: Pretty much now.
WHAT: Vector is stupid, Ramjet whups some ass. Anyone else who wants to meet a thirty-foot tall, melty, evil jet?
WARNINGS: Violence, naturally.
The Badlands were all well and good, but that was established territory, and thus not very interesting. So Ramjet had found a tunnel-riddled hill (which he wasn't entering) and set about judiciously spending his time there.
It was starting to look a bit... wrong. Nevermind the area around the hill, which had strange holes and tears which didn't look so much "attacked" as just... lacking. He didn't really need to do that, but atmosphere was important after all.
Technically, Ramjet didn't even need to do much yet, as his mere presence was disturbing the reality around him, but he was getting bored, even if he could be patient.
WHERE: A bit outside Haven, a hill has taken on a decidedly odd look
WHEN: Pretty much now.
WHAT: Vector is stupid, Ramjet whups some ass. Anyone else who wants to meet a thirty-foot tall, melty, evil jet?
WARNINGS: Violence, naturally.
The Badlands were all well and good, but that was established territory, and thus not very interesting. So Ramjet had found a tunnel-riddled hill (which he wasn't entering) and set about judiciously spending his time there.
It was starting to look a bit... wrong. Nevermind the area around the hill, which had strange holes and tears which didn't look so much "attacked" as just... lacking. He didn't really need to do that, but atmosphere was important after all.
Technically, Ramjet didn't even need to do much yet, as his mere presence was disturbing the reality around him, but he was getting bored, even if he could be patient.
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The undeniably young face looks at Ramjet, distressed but not afraid. Whatever comes, though he may dread it, there is a determination there that will not break...
Even as he gasps at the grasp, and then outright screams at the final stab. There is pain there, and the damage takes its toll as he streaks downwards, grasping at the hole- no. The void within his midsection, the circuits and machinery that are simply no longer there but wail in agony nonetheless, echoing his cries...
At least, until he hits the ground. There is the sound of collision, of metal groaning and creating as the crater does not disappoint...
And then silence from the still, unconscious form.