re_alignment_logs | Dinobots ain't got NOTHIN'

WHO: Frenzilla + OPEN
WHERE: All around the Haven, doot doot.
WHEN: Shortly after the "virus" was set loose. Open from today, the 13th, and closing on the 19th. Feel free to drop in at any point in that time frame. uvu
WHAT: Frenzilla is out and about and causin' trouble, as usual. Come on by if you want to fight him or help him or just attempt to give him belly rubs. If you dare.
WARNINGS: In case there is fighting, mostly just violence.

Frenzilla has little to no recollection of his life prior to the transformation. That means he cannot communicate and does not understand most languages, even his native Cybertronian - some words will register, but not many. He maintains the intelligence and personality of a wild, angry monster. However, there are two things that will get through his skull: if you're someone he likes (which is hardly anyone) or respects or fears, chances are he's going to be more docile. But - if he sees an Autobot insignia on you, like a bull to the color red, he is going to attack viciously.

Frenzilla's powers are atomic breath (which is not potent for robots, but for humans and organics and smaller critters, you're really gonna wanna watch out for this) and exceptional strength. But considering Frenzilla is sized down to maybe eight feet tall, he's probably only going to be a handful to the big guys, but certainly you don't wanna mess with him if you're small or about his size.

As with any fight log, I like to bounce back and forth. You get a hit, I get a hit, then you, then me, etc. If you've something else in mind, like you want to really show Frenzilla he's nothing compared to you or you just want him to beat your character almost into a bloody pulp, just leave an OOC note attached to your comment.

GOD OKAY ENOUGH NOTES HERE WE GO

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So, dig this: Frenzy had just hollowed himself out a makeshift fort in the junkpile to hide from the snooping cops and officers out for his arrest. Okay, maybe they weren't, but he was pretty damn sure Rung went and said something. The insufferable, vapid little Autobot punk.

Things were going okay, despite the fact Frenzy had no idea what he was going to do next. He couldn't stay here forever. But, for the most part, hopefully Rung had said nothing or the law committee realized there was no substantial evidence to hold against him, and he could leave very soon.

But, come around day three, Frenzy woke up and was... Well, he didn't know. Mostly because he just had a primal, raw desire to destroy and eat things. The fort and the pile to which hid him were the first to go. Now, as the kaiju that was once Frenzy has freed himself, he's gonna paint the town red. With blood. And stuff.

Off to explore and destroy things!

Really, it's quite a shame he couldn't use his boombox. Otherwise, you bet your buttered biscuits he'd be blasting some sweet mood music to break things to.

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[Frenzilla moves in closer, without taking the plunge. He's not in offense or attack mode, either. Instead, he works around Blackarachnia, this tiny dinosaur just about your size, eyeing whatever it is the human has collected. Because if it's anything cool, he wants it. And the look he gives Blackarachnia tells her she wants him to want them, too.]

[If she were her usual self, she'd tell the pint sized lizard to back off and go find his own items to collect. Or introduce him to a round of bullets. However, seeing as she's human, very breakable and he's obviously not going to attack and just wants to see what she has, Blackarachnia will show him.

Bits of scrap metal, some springs, even an eating utensil or two. And a glass jar with little gears in it. IF he wants any of it. Fine. Take it. Once she's a bot again, she will hunt you down and get it back.]

[Hmm, yes. This is all so very boring. He nudged his nose against each object, sniffing. Red-yellow eyes occasionally lifting to examine the lovely human. However-- Oh, that knife is pretty cool. Frenzilla's clawed fingers pick up the knife very carefully, and very awkwardly. He eyes it for a moment then shoves it in his mouth.

Very bad idea. With a snarl of pain, Frenzilla hacked up the broken bits of utensil and turned his furious glare on Blackarachnia. He moved in closer, crouched, in a defense stance. Not ready to talk - at least, not yet.]

[Examine all you want lizard breath. You're not touching this human without permission.

What are you...? Well, scrap. Why the hell did he put that in his mouth!? Even she's learned that metal do not go in fleshy mouth compartments. This is not going to end well, is it. She pulls back as he moves closer and crouches into a defensive stance. She knows that stance. She knows that stance very well and tenses.

This is about the time where she would either fight or run. Only, she's not too sure fighting will end well. So her options? Either start talking or try and find something to distract tall dark and fire breathing.]

Don't look at me like that. I didn't suggest you eat something you shouldn't have. You did that all your own.

[She slowly reaches into the junk pile next to her without looking, feels around for a few moments and comes away... with a partially destroyed dog toy? Well, it's better than nothing. She throws it to the scary dino and waits.

If he takes the bait, she's running and finding someplace to hide as fast as her stupid human legs can carry her.]

[Frenzilla stares angrily at the human as she talks. Reptile lips pulled back to show rows of grit, flesh-tearing fangs. He's going to rip you apart, lady, and--

Oh.

Oh, toy!

Frenzy's head perked upright, tilted. He wasn't sure why he was fascinated, but then Blackarachnia was throwing it. Was it food? What was this? What are you doing? And sure enough, Frenzilla takes after it, driven mostly by hunger and primitive stupidity.]

[Spiders: 1. Big dumb lizards: 0. It's always fun to capitalize on the stupidity of others. Now all she had to do is get her aft out off there. Whuch she's going to start doing the second his back is turned.

Blackarachnia takes off running, dodging through the junk pile and hopefully back towards safety.]

[Blackarachnia is very lucky Frenzy's found himself tearing apart this adorable little toy. By the time he turns, shreds of it hanging from his teeth, she's far away. Still, Frenzilla shrieks and sends a fireball to tail her. But, really, it doesn't get very far.

So lucky he still has some sort of favorable opinion of you beneath all those crazy animal instincts.]

[Good for you. Blackarachnia's less than happy about the giant lizard and will be even less thrilled when she figures out who it is.

Needless to say this spider is not looking back and probably won't be coming back to this section of the junk pile anytime soon.]

Dinobots ain't got NOTHIN'

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