(Waspinator's cave is just that... a cave. Most of the contents are very obviously salvaged and look like they've been blown up at least once. The CR chamber... which resembles a sort of metallic hot-tub or swimming pool filled with a silver liquid... was probably aquired through contents made in the Nexus, as it is undamaged. The surrounding area is a field in a prehistoric forest, with a lot of gardening done to it out of sheer bordom. Lots of roses...)
*takes the hint and steps over to the CR* *eyes the CR for a moment, thinking that it looks like a very odd way to repair a robot, then shrugs* Eh, their universe, their rules. In ya go, Waspy! *drops Waspinator's head in, too* How long does this thing take to work, anyway?
*nods in greeting, then grins just a little, because for some reason the thought of Waspinator being able to take a beating and keep coming back... reminds him a lot of himself* So he'll be fine, then? I'm still going to find a way to pound that bunny-bot for hurting him. *scowls*
((And Forte's something around 5 ft tall, maybe a few inches taller. I can't remember his specific height right now, but definitely much shorter than any of you. *wry grin*))
*smiles faintly, as if he can sense what Forte is thinking* Waspinator is a bit unusual in the amount of damage he can withstand. Most Beast Warriors would go into stasis lock... that is, be unconcious... if they were blasted into pieces.
But Waspinator contracted a sort of... family problem... from my Father...
As to the more important matter... *considers* Cyclonus is second in command of the Decepticons from the 2005 and so on time period. In fact, his immediate leader was responsible for reducing my Father to a free-floating spark and a pile of space dust.
I'd always thought Cyclonus more... honorable than this. *frowns* Anyone who would attack Waspinator... I can't imagine any excuse he could have. I must admit my first reaction is disappointment.
*expression darkens* I don't care what his rank is or how honorable he supposedly is. No one attacks my friends and gets away with it. I may not be as big as you, but in my case, size doesn't matter. *holds up his buster with a toothy grin* Unless we're talking about the size of the plasma shot I can produce.
((as Waspy soaks, a lil more room description. He's basically just taken a cave and made it into a rough home using parts salvaged at the end of the Beast Wars from the exploded Predacon base.
It's a very rough-looking dwelling, with things made from scraps of torn black sheet metal in places. The CR is one of the few undamaged items.
On one 'wall', held in place by duct tape to the frame, is an old picture, only slightly scorched, of Waspinator and Terrorsaur... but in their pre BW forms of Whisper and Aerosoar. They would look different (because of kibble and other differences) but the resemblance should be enough to possibly recognize.
In a vase below the picture is what looks like a single red rose, but on closer inspection is actually a metal sculpture of one... it's in a crudely made vase that used to be a piece of metal conduit.
On the rest of the walls, Waspy has scrounged colored chalk rock and other natural substances to do a bit of cave painting. Images from the Beast Wars range like a bad comic book painted by a not-too-talented gradeschooler.
A recent addition at the end of the pile of little images shows a striped green figure (Waspy) and a little black figure with a yellow 'cobra hood' hat and purple stripes on the face, planting a rose...))
Calm yourself, Forte... I was not trying to talk you out of it... *dark chuckle* Anyone who would sink so low as to attack such an easy target as Waspinator is probably in need of a... lesson in manners.
I was merely pondering out loud how to gain access to the target in question. His rank will not make it easy... nor will the habitual paranoia of high-ranking Decepticons...
*in Wasp mode, emerges from the liquid of the CR with a sigh* Waspinator have rotten luck... *smiles to find Forte there* But Waspinator glad to see Friend-bot
*nods in thorough agreement with Rampage, then turns all his attention on Waspy as he comes out of the CR* Waspinator. You all right? *won't admit that he was genuinely worried for his friend*
Waspinator is ok, Friend-bot... *looks downa sec* Waspinator did say that Waspinator not die... *seems almost ashamed about that*
((and how could I forget the nest! The only thing in this sad lil castaway dwelling besides the CR that isn't made of scrap is Waspy's sleeping area. This resembles a wasp nest very vaguely... except that it is made out of towels that Waspinator has aquired from various places in the Nexus... He seems to soak them in something, wring them out almost dry, and work them into the tunneled mess so that they dry semi-stiff but still soft and fluffy to sleep on/in. From the heavy floral smell, he probably soaks them in fabric softener (which he'd also have to aquire thru the Nexus... Waspy's pretty isolated here). ))
*stays quiet and watches, not letting his amusement show on his face...*
((Rampage is empathic as well as telepathic, and has a very nasty reputation for certain things (mostly maipulation, empathic vampirism, and torture)))
*grins* Not dying is good. *much more cheerful now that it's apparent that Waspy is all right* So, this your home? *glances around* Nice decorations. Wouldn't mind doing something like this, if my old man'd let me.
*nods thoughtfully* *knows what it's like to have your home destroyed and having to make a new home elsewhere* Eh, maybe I'll visit you sometimes. *casually, trying to make it sound like it's not a big deal or anything* If I'm not busy or out busting skulls...
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Date: 2005-04-22 05:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 05:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 05:09 pm (UTC)(Waspinator's cave is just that... a cave. Most of the contents are very obviously salvaged and look like they've been blown up at least once. The CR chamber... which resembles a sort of metallic hot-tub or swimming pool filled with a silver liquid... was probably aquired through contents made in the Nexus, as it is undamaged. The surrounding area is a field in a prehistoric forest, with a lot of gardening done to it out of sheer bordom. Lots of roses...)
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Date: 2005-04-22 05:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 05:13 pm (UTC)((Rampage is tall for a Beast Warrior, about 12 ft, and has signs of both crab and tank modes))
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Date: 2005-04-22 05:16 pm (UTC)((And Forte's something around 5 ft tall, maybe a few inches taller. I can't remember his specific height right now, but definitely much shorter than any of you. *wry grin*))
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Date: 2005-04-22 05:23 pm (UTC)But Waspinator contracted a sort of... family problem... from my Father...
As to the more important matter... *considers* Cyclonus is second in command of the Decepticons from the 2005 and so on time period. In fact, his immediate leader was responsible for reducing my Father to a free-floating spark and a pile of space dust.
I'd always thought Cyclonus more... honorable than this. *frowns* Anyone who would attack Waspinator... I can't imagine any excuse he could have. I must admit my first reaction is disappointment.
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Date: 2005-04-22 05:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 05:34 pm (UTC)It's a very rough-looking dwelling, with things made from scraps of torn black sheet metal in places. The CR is one of the few undamaged items.
On one 'wall', held in place by duct tape to the frame, is an old picture, only slightly scorched, of Waspinator and Terrorsaur... but in their pre BW forms of Whisper and Aerosoar. They would look different (because of kibble and other differences) but the resemblance should be enough to possibly recognize.
In a vase below the picture is what looks like a single red rose, but on closer inspection is actually a metal sculpture of one... it's in a crudely made vase that used to be a piece of metal conduit.
On the rest of the walls, Waspy has scrounged colored chalk rock and other natural substances to do a bit of cave painting. Images from the Beast Wars range like a bad comic book painted by a not-too-talented gradeschooler.
A recent addition at the end of the pile of little images shows a striped green figure (Waspy) and a little black figure with a yellow 'cobra hood' hat and purple stripes on the face, planting a rose...))
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Date: 2005-04-22 05:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 05:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 05:37 pm (UTC)I was merely pondering out loud how to gain access to the target in question. His rank will not make it easy... nor will the habitual paranoia of high-ranking Decepticons...
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Date: 2005-04-22 05:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 05:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 06:03 pm (UTC)((and how could I forget the nest! The only thing in this sad lil castaway dwelling besides the CR that isn't made of scrap is Waspy's sleeping area. This resembles a wasp nest very vaguely... except that it is made out of towels that Waspinator has aquired from various places in the Nexus... He seems to soak them in something, wring them out almost dry, and work them into the tunneled mess so that they dry semi-stiff but still soft and fluffy to sleep on/in. From the heavy floral smell, he probably soaks them in fabric softener (which he'd also have to aquire thru the Nexus... Waspy's pretty isolated here). ))
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Date: 2005-04-22 06:07 pm (UTC)((Rampage is empathic as well as telepathic, and has a very nasty reputation for certain things (mostly maipulation, empathic vampirism, and torture)))
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Date: 2005-04-22 06:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 06:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 06:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 06:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 06:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 06:22 pm (UTC)((Yeah, I'm the master of IC excuses for departure. -_-; ))
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Date: 2005-04-22 06:19 pm (UTC)((Got errands to run and whatnot. Cya later!))
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Date: 2005-04-22 06:49 pm (UTC)