☼ Wing ☼ (
winged_knight) wrote in
re_alignment_logs2012-07-28 10:38 am
Entry tags:
- !npc | vector prime,
- !open,
- brave police: j-decker | deckard,
- brave police: j-decker | gunmax,
- tf: animated | blurr,
- tf: classics | elita one,
- tf: dreamwave | jetfire (crau),
- tf: dreamwave | starscream (crau),
- tf: idw | drift,
- tf: idw | wing,
- ✘ ace attorney | kay faraday,
- ✘ dead space | vandal,
- ✘ persona 4 | teddie,
- ✘ real steel | noisy boy,
- ✘ tf: animated | prowl,
- ✘ tf: animated | swindle,
- ✘ tf: bayverse | barricade (crau),
- ✘ tf: bayverse | mirage,
- ✘ tf: beast wars | dinobot,
- ✘ tf: idw | first aid,
- ✘ tf: prime | miko nakadai,
- ✘ tf: prime | wheeljack,
- ✘ tf: shattered glass | soundwave (crau)
[Open - Communal] Meet 'n' Greet!
WHO: Anyone! Hosted by Wing, Vectorians especially encouraged.
WHERE: One of the larger upper platforms in Vector Prime's Quadrant.
WHEN: Now
WHAT: Mixer for Vectorians and general social gathering for everyone.
WARNINGS: None yet. (But there's booze so...at the very least there might be bad karaoke)
Upon entering Vector Prime's domain it's obvious that things are a foot. The typically serene atmosphere is enlivened with notes of music and the murmur of voices punctuated by the occasional bubble of laughter that filters down from the upper heights, a soft glow of illuminating one of the larger platforms with a structure built on it. Colorful streamers fly from crystalline light poles, marking the way through the various crystal bridges and small platforms, until one reaches the large terrace on which the gathering is situated.
A large pavilion-like structure, enclosed on two sides but otherwise open to a majestic view of the gorge and beyond, shelters the bulk of the gathering. Its roof is several stories tall, enough to accommodate their First Forged benefactor should he choose to join them, and what could be considered a dance floor sprawls off to the side. The platform edges have been lined with a railing here unlike most of the others, to waylay any highgrade assisted trips into the gorge itself. Along another wall, nearest the open area, speakers and other equipment have been setup to provide music and other entertainment. One of Vector Prime's Acolytes greets newcomers with a simple nod, and may later be seen looking after the replenishent of refreshments as needed.
Tables of typical Cybertronian height line one wall, where tapped cylinders of softly glowing energon, both standard and highgrade, sit alongside cubes waiting to be filled. Various pieces of make-shift seating suitable to the average mech are scattered around. Central to the pavilion is a wide raised platform, about waist height to the average Cybertronian, designed to allow the shorter attendees to converse with their taller robotic fellows at eye level. Human scale ladders allow access to and from the floor, and occupying the platform is a buffet table accompanied by several mis-matched chairs.
The buffet table is covered with an eclectic assortment of refreshments and serving implements more suitable to organics, mostly non-perishable pantry type goods, (you can be certain there's Twinkies!) along with a odd collection of various alcohols including a bottle or two of whiskey. At the end of one table sits an old refrigerator on its back, now tasked with being a simple ice box, filled entirely with chunks of clean snow and ice from Liege Maximo's quadrant. Accompanying it are wax paper cups and a pitcher of fruity syrup that smells reminiscent of Kool-Aid. (make yourself a snow cone!)
The pavilion is attached to a larger building, two doors at the rear of the pavilion each lead to two separate rooms. One that appears to be in use for the storage of unused supplies and materials while the other is filled with makeshift seating of various sizes, creating a more relaxed atmosphere. To the rear there is access to a second floor, the rooms of which appear to be currently unused.
Barricade and Soundwave have agreed to provide musical entertainment for the evening.
Miko may play some guitar for us if we can find a way to power her amp.
Wing will perform a traditional narrative sword kata with some musical accompaniment.
Vector Prime himself may make an appearance at some point as well.
((---This is COMMUNAL log and designed to be a mixer, so post to note your attendance and then tag around!---))
((If you'd like to do a game, performance or other activity feel free to make a post for it and let me know, then I'll highlight it here.))
((I tried to set a foundation for the scene but leave a lot of stuff open, so feel free to embellish where you like. We have access to pretty much anything that's mundane though likely it comes from the Junk Pile. Feel free to have your character bring something if they want.))
WHERE: One of the larger upper platforms in Vector Prime's Quadrant.
WHEN: Now
WHAT: Mixer for Vectorians and general social gathering for everyone.
WARNINGS: None yet. (But there's booze so...at the very least there might be bad karaoke)
Upon entering Vector Prime's domain it's obvious that things are a foot. The typically serene atmosphere is enlivened with notes of music and the murmur of voices punctuated by the occasional bubble of laughter that filters down from the upper heights, a soft glow of illuminating one of the larger platforms with a structure built on it. Colorful streamers fly from crystalline light poles, marking the way through the various crystal bridges and small platforms, until one reaches the large terrace on which the gathering is situated.
A large pavilion-like structure, enclosed on two sides but otherwise open to a majestic view of the gorge and beyond, shelters the bulk of the gathering. Its roof is several stories tall, enough to accommodate their First Forged benefactor should he choose to join them, and what could be considered a dance floor sprawls off to the side. The platform edges have been lined with a railing here unlike most of the others, to waylay any highgrade assisted trips into the gorge itself. Along another wall, nearest the open area, speakers and other equipment have been setup to provide music and other entertainment. One of Vector Prime's Acolytes greets newcomers with a simple nod, and may later be seen looking after the replenishent of refreshments as needed.
Tables of typical Cybertronian height line one wall, where tapped cylinders of softly glowing energon, both standard and highgrade, sit alongside cubes waiting to be filled. Various pieces of make-shift seating suitable to the average mech are scattered around. Central to the pavilion is a wide raised platform, about waist height to the average Cybertronian, designed to allow the shorter attendees to converse with their taller robotic fellows at eye level. Human scale ladders allow access to and from the floor, and occupying the platform is a buffet table accompanied by several mis-matched chairs.
The buffet table is covered with an eclectic assortment of refreshments and serving implements more suitable to organics, mostly non-perishable pantry type goods, (you can be certain there's Twinkies!) along with a odd collection of various alcohols including a bottle or two of whiskey. At the end of one table sits an old refrigerator on its back, now tasked with being a simple ice box, filled entirely with chunks of clean snow and ice from Liege Maximo's quadrant. Accompanying it are wax paper cups and a pitcher of fruity syrup that smells reminiscent of Kool-Aid. (make yourself a snow cone!)
The pavilion is attached to a larger building, two doors at the rear of the pavilion each lead to two separate rooms. One that appears to be in use for the storage of unused supplies and materials while the other is filled with makeshift seating of various sizes, creating a more relaxed atmosphere. To the rear there is access to a second floor, the rooms of which appear to be currently unused.
Barricade and Soundwave have agreed to provide musical entertainment for the evening.
Miko may play some guitar for us if we can find a way to power her amp.
Wing will perform a traditional narrative sword kata with some musical accompaniment.
Vector Prime himself may make an appearance at some point as well.
((---This is COMMUNAL log and designed to be a mixer, so post to note your attendance and then tag around!---))
((If you'd like to do a game, performance or other activity feel free to make a post for it and let me know, then I'll highlight it here.))
((I tried to set a foundation for the scene but leave a lot of stuff open, so feel free to embellish where you like. We have access to pretty much anything that's mundane though likely it comes from the Junk Pile. Feel free to have your character bring something if they want.))

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These robots sure know how to party.
No really, for a bunch of mechanical beings, she had to give them credit on attention to detail, especially for the human things. And snow cones? That was just the icing on the cake. Consider her impressed.
"Wow, you guys went all out...!"
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"Technically, it's rather bare, I think. Lacking a lot of supplements, but for what we have to work with, it is rather impressive..." She trailed off with a small shrug. More than impressive, really. It wasn't really that they didn't have supplies, especially not for the cybertronians, but it was making it all that was probably the bigger issue here.
"But it's still enough, for you?" She waved a hand at the tables set up for those of the organic persuation.
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"Yeah! I mean...I haven't really been to too many parties, but this is by FAR the best one. I mean, there's robots everywhere!"
Okay, she has to say something.
"Are you the Pink Princess?"
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"If that's all that's needed for a really good party, your requirements may be skewed," Elita said with a small smile and a shake of her helm. "Unless giant mechanoids is something you do have at home."
The question, however, takes her by surprise, and he stares mometarily, helm tilting.
"... Who?" She assumes that this would be a similar but not exact case of her looking like someone the girl recognizes, but it's still... strange.
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"Any party can be good if something you like is there, right? I mean, if you go to a party and there's chocolate, it's gotta be a good party if you really like chocolate. At least, that's how I see it! We don't really have robots back home...but I see them a lot on TV."
At the helm tilt, she reaches into her little pack on her back, digging through it vigorously before pulling out her cell phone. Sure, no cell phone service on Cybertron, but there were wallpapers she'd downloaded on there. That was all she needed. With a little button pushing, she turned it on and went to the Pink Princess wallpaper (She never used this one, preferring the Jammin' Ninja, but it came in the pack, okay?), holding it up to Elita.
"She looks almost just like you!"
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"That sounds pretty accurate, yes. So, what parts make this a good one? The fact that there are robots and mechanoids everywhere?" Elita was amused, and maybe curious about the fearlessness of the girl. Though, she might also not be aware that some of the "robots" present wouldn't wish her best, or take care to protect her if she needed it if something happened.
"Huh..." Elita trailed off as she studied the picture. She could... both see, and not see, the similarities, even when taking away the pink. Given the obviously human/organic aesthetic on the robot on the screen and the lack of such for Elita herself...
"I can see what you mean, actually." One hand trailed up to follow the outline of her helm and then she shifted her back-mounted panels. "There's some similarities even given the differences in a human-based aesthetic and a cybertronian one."
Kay would have to forgive if Elita wasn't exactly adjusting the level of her conversational method; besides the human thing, there really wasn't a close enough similarity between "immature cybertronian" and "human child" to make sense and give pointers to how to approach humans at different age-stages.
Especially as Elita had no actual practical or even a lot of theoretical exposure to Earth.
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"Well, robots are pretty cool, and the idea that they're throwing a party and including us is awesome..." She tilts her head slightly, placing a finger to her chin as she thinks of a good way to put this. "It's the real deal, you know? I mean...there's no party planners, no caterers...all of it's handmade, you know? That's how you know the party's like...for real."
She gave another look back at her phone before smiling back at Elita. Sure, the robot may not have been too knowledgable on the subject of Earth-related terms, but Kay could work with that.
"She's a hero where I come from."
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Blurr smiles slightly at her.
"Wing did a great job with all the preparation he wanted to make sure everyone had a place here and could have fun."
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She folds her arms across her chest, looking at him with wide eyes.
"Glad you could make it Mister...uh...what was it again?"
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No one ever gets his name, sob. Blurr is not mad anymore."The name's Blurr I am an Agent member of the Elite Guard a intelligence gathering body that exists within the Autobot fraction.""
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"Oooh! So you're like a secret agent!"
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He still
spiesinvestigates around, old habits die hard. "And what did you do when you was in Earth? Study and all that?"no subject
"Me? Oh, I'm a thief. A GREAT thief at that."
Nnoooot the best thing you should be telling a secret agent, you brick.
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omg that emote is so adorable
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Miko had seen the other human girl from a distance and went running up to her. Video was all good and well but meeting in person so topped that in Miko's book.
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The feeling was mutual, Miko. Kay's pretty much radiating glow as the girl runs up to her, and can't help but give a few bounces in excitement.
"This is SOME party, huh?"
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"It is awesome, there are a ton of robots here, and they are all so neat!"
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Oh yes. That's...
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Cause Soundwave and cool don't seem like they would fit together in a sentence to her.
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A robot that makes butterflies is the best robot.
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"Having fun?"
He asked conversationally, his large optics gazing down on the small human with interest.
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"You bet! There's so many robots here~!"
That was awfully cheerful, but she's already taking in everything about you, Swindle. You're certainly a looker, even she can see that.
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"There are aren't there? So many people to talk to and interact with~ It's nice to see organics and Cybertronians mingle you know."
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She walks towards Swindle, placing her hands on his leg to inspect him a little bit. He came up to HER after all, so she was confident that he wasn't here to kill her. At least not be so openly polite in doing it.
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Charmed by her boldness, he took a step back and kneeled down next to her, offering her his hand. He wasn't big by Decepticon standards, but his hand was definitely large enough for her to sit comfortably if she wanted to.
"It's only polite to speak to interesting people face-to-face." He said cheerfully.
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"Wow, you're such a gentleman!"
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