Rest in peace, pinky toe... YOU SHALL BE AVENGED!

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Who: Whirl and OPEN so...uh..hopefully someone?
What: Whirl's been shot in the ass. And IS an ass so he refused to get help. From the guy who shot him in the ass. Go figure.
Where: The Junk Pile
When: nowish
Warnings: WHIRL.

Legitimately, Whirl can't even get that upset by events. Uh, not because he has a conscience or anything and thinks/realizes he actually brought the whole thing on himself by snatching Vandal (she totally deserved it because she lied about the acid), but because, yeah, well, this is how Whirl's life works.

Suck. Everything goes to suck.

Not being able to fly sucks.  But worse than that? The pain is getting boring. Limping got boring a few cycles ago.

He's limping his way across the junk pile, a trail of energon turning clotty on the ground behind him.  Easy to track, and for a klik it had bugged him, but whatever. Even being hunted down and killed would be less boring.
 

((OOC: any sort of contact is welcome--want to stumble across and harass? Want to actually help? Want to comm him? It's all good!))

Comments

[sparkless]

Starscream ignores the clang of Whirl's foot bouncing off his shin. He's pretty heavily armored there.

"So. Let's cut right to the chase. Why shouldn't I just vaporize your aft right here and now?"

[whirlybird_of_prey]

"Because you can't." Simple. He's injured, but not dead.

[sparkless]

"You don't think so? Maybe you need some more grievous injuries."

He aims a sonic canon at Whirl's chest and takes a shot.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Yeah, sorry, Purple Derple. Whirl's a former Wrecker and he's been through worse. Frag. Fortress Mocksimus did worse.

Besides you don't have lethally sexy legs like Whirl's without knowing how to use them. He drops into a crouch, intending on coming up under the burst, to open up with his guns, but....

...yeah, uh injured. So he goes down hard on his aft, the shots aiming at Starscream's ankles.