*Ballade snerks* Really stupid to be making prank calls after being blown up. Must be a masochist.
*then he grins again* But, hey, if he got away, that means I'll get to try to blow him up again!
Of course I was gonna paint him. Told him if he wanted to act like a stupid Lightbot and get us scrapped, he oughtta look like one. So I was gonna paint him to match Mega. And he started to run away but then didn't. And it's not violent to paint someone, so the no-violence field didn't do anything at all!
And I started painting him and Punk started laugning and he attacked Punk which mean he consented so Punk attacked him and I spraypainted him in the face and jumped out of the way and Punk's Screw Crusher hit him in the side and then I threw some bombs at him while Punk was changing and...
*Ballade cuts off suddenly and blinks at Crash puzzledly, and then grins* Hey! He said you and Quick were scrapped. You're not!
Makes sense to me. I'm no medic. *Terrorsaur admits* The closest we had to that among the crew was Tarantulas, and the only way most of us would have let that twisted spawn of Unicron poke at our circuits is if we were already dead and he couldn't do anything else to us.
Well, and maybe Scorponok, but the thought of that klutz trying to repair someone manually isn't pleasant.
But that's what CR's for. Even an idiot like Quickstrike could just hop in with it on default settings and the worst that could happen is it would miss something it didn't recognise as damage. And even that drops if it has previous scans for comparison.
*He shrugs slightly* CR's nanotech based. It repairs or constructs components on a molecular level. Waspinator could explain it better, if he wasn't napping. *Terrorsaur smirks, glancing over at Waspy* And if you didn't mind the way he talks.
If what you're talking about's a modification job, yeah, without a scan to go by, you'd have to know enough to explain every detail to the CR. It wouldn't read a modification as 'damage', because technically it's not.
I'd be out of this stupid reformat and back to my previous design if we could find a backup file of the design schematics. This design has no asthetic value at all. And the colors. Ugh! Purple and green?
Here's a tip. Never get reformatted by a quantum surge.
*Quint just smiles slightly at Ballade's babbling chatter, used to his younger brother's behaviour.*
*Then after hearing that Air's going to do some of the repairs to Flash without using the CR, he looks in his backpack for the repair kit he carries in there, and takes it over to Air in case Air might need any of the tools in it.*
*He places it on the towels and looks up at Air, almost questioning but not quite daring to ask if Flash will be ok*
I've never met him. The one in my world anyway. He was out of the Gallery when Enker fought Mega the first time, before I was made, but he was back in the Gallery by the time I was activated. I don't know if he's ever been out again.
*Quick stares at Ballade then starts laughing.* Nice. Hit the psychotic bastard where it hurts. He's always hated being made to look like the idiot he is.
*Crash smirks, still snickering a little.* Wind really isn't that bright, is he? We weren't scrapped, just damaged.
*Air sighs.* I'm no expert. My knowledge is what I was programmed with and stuff I've picked up. It'll be easier for me to just reinstall the things by hand, since I pulled them out in the first place. *He snickers softly.* The Flash of my universe isn't to bad. A bit quiet at times. He can be a little trigger happy with that darn weapon of his, as Quick has experienced in the past.
*Air reaches in to start removing the blank Wind replaced the memory chip with. A cracking noise can be heard every now and then as he works. Mainly from him breaking off some pieces that could get in the way while he removes it.*
*Ballade's still grinning* That's good, cause you're more fun if you're not scrapped. Wind, though... he'd be more fun if he is scrapped.
Maybe we could make tree decorations out of whatever's left.
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Nah, he'd make ugly tinsel.
*he tries to recall where he'd left off in telling what happened, and then just shrugs.* Punk folded up but Wind disappeared before Punk hit him, or he'd be all crushed now and maybe with holes in. And blue.
You know more than I do. We weren't really supposed to learn things like this. I don't know how I ended up learning to fix the metools, I just didn't like them to be hurt, and it was something to do when I'd hide in the Gallery sometimes. But all I really know is that, and what I've learned in the Nexus since, which isn't much.
*He keeps quiet after that, watching as Air tries to repair Flash*
*Blues just grins at Ballade's recount of events, but doesn't comment yet. Although he is taking note of Ballade being out of the Nexus, in violation of orders, and not having any problems doing so. It seems Ballade doesn't have Second Law...*
*Quick smirks.* Typical Wind. All talk. He's a coward when he thinks he can't win. He likes stacking things in his favor, and he didn't know how to do it then, I think. Though this may make for an unpleasant surprise later if he brings himself some backup to the Nexus.
*Crash reaches down to pet Tango, laughing quietly.* I should hope we're more fun not scrapped.
*Air continues his work, carefully trying not to damage anything other than the blank. The largest pieces of broken chip come loose after a little while, and Air pulls them out.* One thing to remember, Quint. I learned a lot of this the hard way. Half of it's guesswork that could be doing as much harm as good with the really sensitive systems. Only reason I know how to do this is that I was desperate...
*Ballade just grins* Of course he couldn't win! A DWN against two RKNs? *Ballade snickers* Nuh uh. Not a chance.
Backup? *Ballade almost seems like he's thinking about this for a moment* Nobody newer than Epsilon, and we don't exist in your world, and that'd also mean no Forte yet. *Ballade shrugs and grins* There's nobody he could bring who'd be much trouble, unless he brings Rock with him, and then we'll really know he's a traitor.
*he grins at Crash* 'Course you are! Most are more fun not scrapped. Heh. Wind's really stupid! He thought it'd be a good idea when Punk said maybe he could ambush you if there was a funeral! I think he was kinda makin fun of Quint again.
And there won't be, because you're not scrapped. Kinda wierd to have a funeral for robots anyway...
*Considers it a moment and looks over at Crash* Maybe it's good I didn't blow him up cause you probably want to blow him up lots more than I do and maybe we'll both get to blow him up later! *he grins* I still wanna see if Crash Bombs blow up different than my Ballade Crackers.
*Quick frowns.* Yea, I'm sure you could take him down. I'm worried about him bringing enough to overwhelm by numbers. You do realize the Wily of our universe is going to be angry enough to let him bring whatever he wants to deal with you, right?
*Crash laughs as he continues petting Tango.* I'd like the chance to blow him up. If he ever is dumb enough to let the anti violence field drop. Or I find him outside the field...
*Air starts checking things over carefully now that the last of the blank has been pulled out. It looks like it's time to do the hard part. He reaches over to where he placed the box, reaching in for Flash's memory. He carefully starts to reinstall it.*
*Tango purrs happily, and stretches, placing her front paws on Crash's leg. She gives him the 'pick me up' look, and waits to see if he'll understand.*
*Ballade's quiet a moment* Um. That wouldn't be good.
I think Punk was trying to call Enker before. And if Wind is a threat to us, or if he bothers Master Wily while he's working on Zero and makes him mad, he might let more of us out of the Gallery just to be sure Wind doesn't mess things up.
That'd be kind of fun, even if there's not much room.
*Ballade looks a little worried, thinking of how he and Punk seemed almost-forgotten in the Nexus* Um.. *he looks over at Quint* We are still important enough he wouldn't let us be caught, right?
*Quint's been very quiet so as not to bother Air. He goes over to Ballade and hugs him.* I think he'd notice... because I know Enker would, and Enker'd make sure he knew something happened. And I think he'd be upset, even if just because it'd be annoying him and interrupting his work. So it'd be very bad for Wind...
*Quick sighs.* I'm sorry we dragged you guys into our mess. I should have known Wind would have pulled something. If he's injured bad enough that Wily needs to do repairs, this could get annoying...
*Crash is not really that used to cats, therefore isn't really sure what Tango wants.* Wind wouldn't expect us to be fixed because he's an idiot.
*Air continues his work on Flash, trying to carefully get the part into place. It's a bit harder to put these things in than to pull them out.*
((My apologies if I seem a little slower to reply. Finals next week in RL. And trying to play a somewhat TP related character on a MUSH. Will try to be better about it.))
*Quint sighs slightly and goes over by Quick, hugging him* I'm sorry that it's as messed up as it is and he won't leave you alone. I won't be sorry for helping.
((And don't worry about it. Holiday season has a lot of people hopping around.))
*Tango kitty-sighs. It's so hard to train a new pet. She streaches further, front paws on Crash's leg as if she might climb him if he doesn't pick her up.* Mew?
*Ballade gives Tango a puzzled look* She isn't gonna scratch, is she?
*He grins at what Quick says* Hey, it's ok! Me and Punk have been really bored cause of the whole no-violence field thing. Especially Punk. He likes to fight, and we've been stuck in the Nexus for months and he can't sneak out and leave like I can.
And trying to blow up Wind was fun. *Ballade snickers*
*Quick shakes his head.* Should have known you'd react this way. You really don't mind this? *He pauses, then adds, sounding a bit annoyed* It's good to know that someone is enjoying Wind's behavior.
*Crash looks a little confused, but he continues the petting.* I'm not exactly sure what Tango wants, but she'd better not scratch me...
*Air finally gets the part into place. He then moves his attention the where the personality matrix is supposed to be. Oddly enough, it appears to have been left alone, except for a small receiver for the transmissions of commands. Air carefully yanks the part out before clearing wires out of the way so he can work.*
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*then he grins again* But, hey, if he got away, that means I'll get to try to blow him up again!
Of course I was gonna paint him. Told him if he wanted to act like a stupid Lightbot and get us scrapped, he oughtta look like one. So I was gonna paint him to match Mega. And he started to run away but then didn't. And it's not violent to paint someone, so the no-violence field didn't do anything at all!
And I started painting him and Punk started laugning and he attacked Punk which mean he consented so Punk attacked him and I spraypainted him in the face and jumped out of the way and Punk's Screw Crusher hit him in the side and then I threw some bombs at him while Punk was changing and...
*Ballade cuts off suddenly and blinks at Crash puzzledly, and then grins* Hey! He said you and Quick were scrapped. You're not!
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Well, and maybe Scorponok, but the thought of that klutz trying to repair someone manually isn't pleasant.
But that's what CR's for. Even an idiot like Quickstrike could just hop in with it on default settings and the worst that could happen is it would miss something it didn't recognise as damage. And even that drops if it has previous scans for comparison.
*He shrugs slightly* CR's nanotech based. It repairs or constructs components on a molecular level. Waspinator could explain it better, if he wasn't napping. *Terrorsaur smirks, glancing over at Waspy* And if you didn't mind the way he talks.
If what you're talking about's a modification job, yeah, without a scan to go by, you'd have to know enough to explain every detail to the CR. It wouldn't read a modification as 'damage', because technically it's not.
I'd be out of this stupid reformat and back to my previous design if we could find a backup file of the design schematics. This design has no asthetic value at all. And the colors. Ugh! Purple and green?
Here's a tip. Never get reformatted by a quantum surge.
*Terry? Vain? What gives you that idea?*
((Vain and has a squawky voice... :) ))
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*Then after hearing that Air's going to do some of the repairs to Flash without using the CR, he looks in his backpack for the repair kit he carries in there, and takes it over to Air in case Air might need any of the tools in it.*
*He places it on the towels and looks up at Air, almost questioning but not quite daring to ask if Flash will be ok*
I've never met him. The one in my world anyway. He was out of the Gallery when Enker fought Mega the first time, before I was made, but he was back in the Gallery by the time I was activated. I don't know if he's ever been out again.
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*Crash smirks, still snickering a little.* Wind really isn't that bright, is he? We weren't scrapped, just damaged.
*Air sighs.* I'm no expert. My knowledge is what I was programmed with and stuff I've picked up. It'll be easier for me to just reinstall the things by hand, since I pulled them out in the first place. *He snickers softly.* The Flash of my universe isn't to bad. A bit quiet at times. He can be a little trigger happy with that darn weapon of his, as Quick has experienced in the past.
*Air reaches in to start removing the blank Wind replaced the memory chip with. A cracking noise can be heard every now and then as he works. Mainly from him breaking off some pieces that could get in the way while he removes it.*
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Maybe we could make tree decorations out of whatever's left.
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Nah, he'd make ugly tinsel.
*he tries to recall where he'd left off in telling what happened, and then just shrugs.* Punk folded up but Wind disappeared before Punk hit him, or he'd be all crushed now and maybe with holes in. And blue.
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*He keeps quiet after that, watching as Air tries to repair Flash*
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*Crash reaches down to pet Tango, laughing quietly.* I should hope we're more fun not scrapped.
*Air continues his work, carefully trying not to damage anything other than the blank. The largest pieces of broken chip come loose after a little while, and Air pulls them out.* One thing to remember, Quint. I learned a lot of this the hard way. Half of it's guesswork that could be doing as much harm as good with the really sensitive systems. Only reason I know how to do this is that I was desperate...
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Backup? *Ballade almost seems like he's thinking about this for a moment* Nobody newer than Epsilon, and we don't exist in your world, and that'd also mean no Forte yet. *Ballade shrugs and grins* There's nobody he could bring who'd be much trouble, unless he brings Rock with him, and then we'll really know he's a traitor.
*he grins at Crash* 'Course you are! Most are more fun not scrapped. Heh. Wind's really stupid! He thought it'd be a good idea when Punk said maybe he could ambush you if there was a funeral! I think he was kinda makin fun of Quint again.
And there won't be, because you're not scrapped. Kinda wierd to have a funeral for robots anyway...
*Considers it a moment and looks over at Crash* Maybe it's good I didn't blow him up cause you probably want to blow him up lots more than I do and maybe we'll both get to blow him up later! *he grins* I still wanna see if Crash Bombs blow up different than my Ballade Crackers.
And Wind's a fun target!
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*Crash laughs as he continues petting Tango.* I'd like the chance to blow him up. If he ever is dumb enough to let the anti violence field drop. Or I find him outside the field...
*Air starts checking things over carefully now that the last of the blank has been pulled out. It looks like it's time to do the hard part. He reaches over to where he placed the box, reaching in for Flash's memory. He carefully starts to reinstall it.*
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I think Punk was trying to call Enker before. And if Wind is a threat to us, or if he bothers Master Wily while he's working on Zero and makes him mad, he might let more of us out of the Gallery just to be sure Wind doesn't mess things up.
That'd be kind of fun, even if there's not much room.
*Ballade looks a little worried, thinking of how he and Punk seemed almost-forgotten in the Nexus* Um.. *he looks over at Quint* We are still important enough he wouldn't let us be caught, right?
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*remembers he's in a room with a bunch of little xenomechs* No offense meant, but really... most of you can't even fly.
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*He's been considering something* If Wind really is stupid enough to think we wouldn't find a way to repair you, that could be an advantage.
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*Crash is not really that used to cats, therefore isn't really sure what Tango wants.* Wind wouldn't expect us to be fixed because he's an idiot.
*Air continues his work on Flash, trying to carefully get the part into place. It's a bit harder to put these things in than to pull them out.*
((My apologies if I seem a little slower to reply. Finals next week in RL. And trying to play a somewhat TP related character on a MUSH. Will try to be better about it.))
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(S'ok. Real Life happens :) )
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((And don't worry about it. Holiday season has a lot of people hopping around.))
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*He grins at what Quick says* Hey, it's ok! Me and Punk have been really bored cause of the whole no-violence field thing. Especially Punk. He likes to fight, and we've been stuck in the Nexus for months and he can't sneak out and leave like I can.
And trying to blow up Wind was fun. *Ballade snickers*
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*Crash looks a little confused, but he continues the petting.* I'm not exactly sure what Tango wants, but she'd better not scratch me...
*Air finally gets the part into place. He then moves his attention the where the personality matrix is supposed to be. Oddly enough, it appears to have been left alone, except for a small receiver for the transmissions of commands. Air carefully yanks the part out before clearing wires out of the way so he can work.*
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