☼ 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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Toudou telling him to quit being so reckless while repairing him. Boss's cheery smiles and how they all could make him laugh.
So it's very hard right now to deal with the fact that not only is Korra still missing, but McCrane is still not quite ready to come out of the medbay yet. It's weighing on him.
A party is a great idea to properly distract him and maybe try to do this overcharged thing that Breakdown mentioned. That'd be nice. Hell, maybe even the Big Lug himself will show.
Regardless, Gunmax has arrived and he's snagging himself some energon. Not that he's rushing as badly these days to refuel, but it's something to hold and do.
Right, yeah. He also misses the flavor of gasoline. Energon's nice and peppy, but to not be able to have gas anymore is a bit of a kicker, too. Bit by bit, this place finds ways of separating him even further from home.
It sucks.
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The knight's demeanor is quite jovial regardless of only knowing the Earth native for a short time. He smiles and rests a cordial hand briefly on the other mech's arm. "I hope you're having a good time. If you need anything please let me know."
It's a thing Wing does, touch as part of expression, particularly when empathy is involved.
The highgrade also helps.
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The hand is a gesture of familiarity and friendship, which reminds him briefly of Deckerd. Not surprising that the two share a few qualities.
He shrugs, and Gunmax wears a smirk more like his typical attitude. "Well, frankly? I think I might be up for some high-grade finally. I haven't tried it yet, but it sounds more my style. So how about it?"
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"We used to have all kinds of different ways to refine energon, different flavors and what not. We don't really have the capability to do that here. I miss it."
He fetches an empty cube and fills it with highgrade, handing it to Gunmax.
"Might want to start slow at first so you get a feel for it effects you."
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"Eh, well -- can't complain. At least I can drink it now, right?"
Gunmax accepts the cube, looking at it curiously.
"Heh. No chugging, then? Got it."
Slowly, he gives it a sip. Gunmax gives it a pause, eyes widening slightly; that gives him a bit of ... pep, but also a little bit of a buzz, the way diesel does.
But without the, ah. Unfortunate after-effects.
"Mm, not bad."
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This however was definitely not one of them, and Wing was quite determined to be sure everyone enjoyed themselves.
"Well, you could chug it, if you wanted to. Some do. It hits different mechs in different ways, size can be a factor but not always." Wing laughs and it sounds like there's a bit of an unspoken joke there. "There ah, tends to be more than just physical effects, did Breakdown brief you?"
He nods, happy to see GunMax's approval. "Good. There's plenty where that came from."
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"Hi there!" She waves up from a few feet away from his foot, making sure he could easily see her if he looked down.
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It's not Miko's fault, but he is pretty irritable.
"Yo. Don't have anyone else to bother, kiddo?"
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