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re_alignment_logs2012-07-28 10:38 am
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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It was him. So he finally decided to show up, did he? Let the battle begin.
"You! Prepare for combat!"
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He was doing something that was like a mix of running and dramatic flailing. Whatever it was, it was ...something, and Teddie attempts to scramble away as fast as he can. This was a party for crying out loud! Why'd he want to fight during the party?
"You have the wrong bear!"
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"No! You were told were we to meet once more we would fight now..."
He pulled out his sword.
"Fight!"
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"But I don't wanna fight! I just wanted to come and have fun at the paaarty!"
The bear tears are plentiful. He will be as undignified as he wants, thank you very much!
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"Draw your weapon! Now!"
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You seem to have an addiction, buddy. Teddie believes they have groups for that. Perhaps seek help? Just put the pointy weapon down!
His running is starting to slow down. There's just so much flailing a bear can do before he gets angry.
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"If you have a shred of honor, you will fight!"
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This is probably the part where the cool battle music starts to play. Teddie can no longer take his nonsense, quickly unzipping his head so he can stick his paw in there, only to pull out a huge pair of metal claws. Seriously, how did he even keep those in there without shredding himself? How did he even put them on?
Either way, in his frustration, he turns the weapon on Dinobot once it's out, swinging at the sword in hopes for it to go away.
You are not going to ruin his first huge party.
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His sword grinds against the metal, attempting to block the attack to gain some breathing space.
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That's terrifying.
And of course, when bears are scared, they get angry. Teddie growls while he continues to push his claws against the sword.
"Go away!"
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And to him that's when one of them either retreats or dies. And Dinobot wasn't one to retreats. He puts weight on the sword before leaping back, circling the bear.
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Because he can't help but throw in some lame bear sass. If he weren't holding up his claws defensively, he'd probably even z-snap. He keeps his eyes on Dinobot as he circles him.
And circles him.
And this is making him dizzy.
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You may be getting dizzy, but he can do this all day. Okay, strike that, he'll start charging the bear right now.
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In a very ...bizarre tactic, Teddie drops to the ground. Just... drops. He's either attempting to trip Dinobot or cowering.
Both are pretty stupid moves. Fighting is a lot harder when your leader isn't here to tell you what to do.
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Did he drop? To the ground? Cowering?! Where's the honor in killing something THAT pathetic?!
"No no no no! Get up, you fool! I can't fight someone defenseless, there's no honor in that!"
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"I don't wanna diiiie!"
He's crying. Dinobot made him cry at a party.
He made a kid.
Cry.
At a party.
Wow, what a big jerk.
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He simply...gives up. This is too pathetic to fight. He sheathes his weapon, glaring at the bear.
"You aren't worth the effort."
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"I'm not?"
Not that he's complaining. You better put that sword away, mister.
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"A warrior challenges those who match his skill. You lack either the skill or the will of a warrior. To fight you would be dishonorable."
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He wobbles back up, looking mighty cross. He's pretty sure during their first conversation he mentioned not being a warrior.
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He did warn you, you big dumb sassy bear.
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Where are your parents, Dinobot? They would be ever so disappointed in you right now. Picking fights with poor little bears...
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Come on you barely put up a fight, you jerk.
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He puffs out his chest, inhaling. He wants to make sure Dinobot really hears it this time.
"I'M NOT A WARRIOR!!"
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"And you will never be one with that mindset."
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