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

[rotafortunae]

"I was asking about you, actually, and in this case more your current state," he said. He did not finish up with the obvious joke about Whirl being junk. While Luxord had no doubt he could hold his own against one of the machines, he didn't actually want to bet on that idea.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

"Yeah, probably junk too." Oh too obvious? No such thing where Whirl is involved.

"Shot in the aft by a crazy mech." He shrugs. It happens.

[rotafortunae]

"No doubt. And, shot in the aft? These things do happen. Whyeverfor? Were they taken aback by your charming personality?"

[whirlybird_of_prey]

You look gullible sympathetic. So have a very creative retelling of events.

"Apparently he's got some prejudice against mechs being with humans." Yep. Heard it here first: Perceptor is an awful, prejudiced mech. SHAME ON HIM.

[rotafortunae]

Whirl, that just shows how bad you are at reading his p-p-pokerface.

"Really? What a shame," he says. This is his concerned face. See how concerned he is.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Must have something to do with not having a face himself.

Or, you're just that good?

"Hey. You asked. Better not get too close to anyone here or BOOM! Aftshot."

Okay his PSA needs a bit of work.

[rotafortunae]

"Trust me, I can handle myself."

He says that with utmost confidence. He's yet to see anything here which actually frightens him. Not that he can even feel fear.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Yeah, like I'm gonna trust you.

[PFfffffffffff. Nope.]

Why you messing with me, anyway?

[rotafortunae]

I find your abject, irrepressible pessimism a breath of fresh air among the overly optimistic. That, and it amuses me.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Yeah, well, this is the earned kind. Everyone else is fraggin' in denial.

[rotafortunae]

[A smirk]

I never said you hadn't earned it. For myself, it's more that I've been run through the wringer so far that I've come back around to optimism again. Rather: I'm optimistic that the world is going to go to hell. It's nicely predictable.

[whirlybird_of_prey]

So you saying you're more evolved than me or something?

[BRISTLE.']

[rotafortunae]

Oh, nothing so simple as that. If anything, I'm a bit of a flawed creature.