* Admiral-Lilwall changes topic to "-=2001.161=- Ok, We can RP now" * Diablo is flying about somewhere * Splitwit sits in a bar, doing what he does best * Splitwit drinks a ton of booze. Alright Lil, I'm almost ready to go. I'll be reachable via regular ship comm channels if I'm needed. You're sure you'll be ok watching these guys while I oversee the final phase of the refit? Split, I dont think we should be wasting our time in a pit like this. Patchwork sits next to Split, reading through the newest datatracks from cybertron, quiet as usual * Sunspot is sitting at a table in the bar teaching Moonstone tricks. Sure thing Thrush... ah dunt think we shud washt urh timeh in a phit laik dish... * Slipstream is wherever Lil and Wait are at the moment. whee. ... * Diablo lands on a street and transforms to robot mode, starting to wander around Just be sure to let me know when the plaza and quarters are livable, some of the Civs are getting angsty Dont copy me. Dunt choffe me! * Dark_Star walks the streets alone Angsty's an understatement... heh. They'll be ready when the ship is. I don't want people in the way. It'll just delay things, and I'm just as ready to go as they are Ah yer jesh jelush, heh heh heh... I'd have mentioned duty staff, but they're ALWAYS angsty about something. Have fun :) heh, I hope so. * Patchwork looks at Split "This place is crude, even for us, Splitwit" I'll see you in a week or so * Splitwit turns to Patches "You gotta stup readun smuch... bad fer ya ya know!" We're gonna be here another week? I dunno if the planet can survive us all that long... hehe. * Waitstate exits the building and takes off, TFing to flight mode once he's clear of the facility Sober up. I want to leave. * Patchwork laughs "Well now coffee phone in like brand new washing brain free and clear with zero down!" then looks around, and sighs "I hate when I do that" Ah betcha doo. * Terrafirma approaches Lil as Waitstate lifts off. Where's big grey off to? * Patchwork turns to thrash "If it is company you're looking for, I'll gladly accompany you" Why DO you do that, anyway? * Twilight is somewhere in the bar where the others are, ignoring them totally. * Sunspot cheers. Yay, he jumped! The Freedom, overseeing the refit as it nears completion. should be back next week oh, good. The consumables here are third rate! heh The TV dialect, Thrash? Yep. anyway, I just wanted to inform you that Panelbeater and I have just about finished the repairs to the building. that was fast... Good. It's affliction by osmosis. Be rebuilt and surrounded by junkions and you inherit their lingo * Line-In notices Trihorn running off with a datacube of his and start chasing after him The sooner everything is done and kept in check down here, the sooner we can leave once the ship is finished Ah, I see. uh, ah shee... Give that back you trouble making triceratops!! I doubt we'll get the deposit back, but at least we won't get sued for repairs Unless something -else- happens... heh. * Patchwork turns to Split "If you have any electrical tape, Thrash, I'd be glad to...er...never mind..." don't even joke, flygirl ;p * Slipstream grins * Sunspot puts the little dragon on her shoulder and goes over to where the conversation is. * Splitwit looks over Patches' shoulder at the datatracks "Huh, they finully got tha Playshtashyon 5... huh" * Trihorn roars and keeps running Especially with our track record * Lifeblood has, of course, already taken care of the injured and they're all fine now. * Lifeblood rules. * Patchwork looks at the data disk "This is 3 cycles old, Split" Uh huh... * Line-In and Trihorn race past Lil and the others, Line-In still yelling * Slipstream watches the chase heh, that looks like fun... * Patchwork smiles and nods to Sunspot "I think Thrashmane and I were just leaving, anyone else coming with us?" I wanna come! * Doubledealer sits around in the hotel somewhere. * Thrashmane stands up. "Anyone to leave?" Ahm guttin booze... shoe. Where do you propose to go? Funcoland? * Admiral-Lilwall ignores the tapes as they go past, having learnt to expect such things these days * Terrafirma waves bye to em they're cute, in their way :) * Splitwit stands and waddles over to Twilight* Hur... yer green. * Patchwork smiles and slaps Split on the back before exiting with Thrash and Sun "where to now?" Um...we should go somewhere fun! I think there's an amusement park somewhere near here... * Twilight glances at Split "And you're smashed." *sips at his drink some more* * Diablo returns to the hotel Ooooooo... A-HEM, ah am buzzed, shpank you. Cute until they're in trouble I suppose. Speaking of which, I'm going to have check on Format soon enough, no doubt he'll be back into the planet's computer core again You'll be smashed in a moment if you don't stop bothering me. Ah yes..fun sounds good....though I do not know many thrill rides equal to boarding raids or astroid evasive maneuvers, but oh well...which way? * Thrashmane leads the way! I pity the planet's computer core then... I pity us if he's caught An amusement park? I think I'll pass on this one I pity local law enforcement if we are. Format can be downright mean... True. Speaking of Format though, where's the other snake? Heh, you'd be supprised. On Colony Omicron they've got this really big 3d Holographic psychadelic place. Real fun. * Splitwit sits down next to Twilight The little black one? I haven't seen him Prob'ly with Format then... double trouble. Fun! * Twilight pointedly ignores Split Network? Last I heard he was off somewhere in the major social district of the city, mingling Heh, I guess that's safe enough for the moment... I hope he has a vocal output. I have a glitch of a time talking to Format Patchwork tfs, flying slowly behind thrash "Really? Sounds like something yous see on Armnicrus the Pleasure Planet... the number of soldiers that mutinied to stay there!" Really? * Diablo finds somewhere to sit Heh, everyone has a glitch of a time talking to Format except Fragment it seems I haven't gotten to go to many amusement parks. I've been to a couple, though. really now? Six Flags Over Cybertron was pretty nice. When I was in the Autobots my squad went there for shore leave once. Probably a disk thing Perhaps so Yeah, my team went to that one a couple times. next time Format wants an EnerShake, maybe he better bring Fragment Decepticon Soldiers are rarely allowed shore leave, especially when they are hated by their betters, like I was with shockwave * Thrashmane and Co. arrive at Craft Wild Airwaves, prettystuffs. Ooooo, prettystuffs... * Twilight finishes his drink and gets up to leave, still ignoring Splitwit Thats a biiiiig neon sign... Aww, now I'm all lonely... * Sunspot gets all big-eyes and awestruck. * Doubledealer enters the bar. * Twilight passes DD on his way out * Arashi leaves his room, still not fully awake yet and wanders into the foyer area of the hotel * Doubledealer looks around, with his usual recent edge of paranoia. * Overwrite has a dozen or so pads spread out on a table in the middle of the restaurant * Patchwork laughs at Sunspot's reaction, and looks around "Very nice...Oooo! Energon funnel cakes!" I haven't had one of those in decades! Yummy! Shouldn't you be cowering somewhere? I'm paying you people so I don't have to, remember? Admiral-Lilwall approaches Overwrite Yummyyummyyummyyummy... * Overwrite shrugs. "Mearly a question." Overwrite, which of these is the most recent supplies report? ahh... hm. This one. *hands it to Lil* Thanks. I need that back. * Slipstream wanders into the restaurant gah... that's the last time I trust Firestorm with knowing where he's going on this planet.. * Admiral-Lilwall moves to an empty table to do some work of his own * Patchwork buys one for himself, one for Sunspot, and one for Thrashmane "mmmmm, takes your mind off things!" Mmmmmmmmm... * Sunspot picks off a little piece for Moonstone. * Thrashmane takes a bite "Takes your mind off of things, like better food. Ech." * Doubledealer sits at the bar, away from the door. * Doubledealer watches the entrance. * Slipstream wanders over to the bar and sits down Computer, would you be so kind as to locate Admiral Lilwall? I say we find a nice ride to take. * Moonstone eats the snack and chirps happily. * Patchwork takes a bite "heh, compared to some things you find in the Freedom, it's not to bad" * Arashi wanders off somewhere * Scamp wanders into the lobby with Drill Master Miss the Freedom already? * Patchwork gobbles down the rest of his, and looks at his chrono "Heh, wanna bet Split has been in at least five fights and slapped by two femmes by now, Thrash?" * Sunspot laughs. I'd say three femmes. And one of them was fat. * Patchwork looks at Sunspot, a sudden seriousnes to his face "It's not funny. My friend in Omnivos-VII took a fat-femme slap to the chest when I was a rookie. They sent him home in plastic bags" then bursts into laughter * Diablo walks into the bar/restaurant whatever thing in the hotel. "Argh, I'm so sick of this planet!" hahaha! Join the club, dragondude. * Scamp spots Diablo * Scamp follows Anyway, so who's up for actually going INTO the park? * Overwrite tries to ignore the disturbances, and wonders why he thought this would be a good place to work... Do you brutes do anything but consume unhealthy beverages? I wanna park! Hey, I haven't consumed -anything- yet, Scampy one. I don't think they sell parkas here, sorry. * Mystery sneaks out of the room SP and he shares and goes down to the ground floor You're going to give Lifeblood circuit strain with all the repairs he'll have to make on you * Doubledealer consumes another unhealthy beverage. Ah, my dear Slipstream She wants to park? well parking spaces are limited, but if Thrash can walk with a limp we can score a handicapped one * Scamp takes a seat next to Slipstream Dear? *snorts* Right on. Surely one of your stature is familiar with Cybertronian chivalry! * Diablo moves to a table in a corner and sits Perhaps I was a bit hasty in my judgement, would you like a drink? Heh, no thanks, I tend to avoid drinking. So are we gonna ride stuff? *huge grin* Sure! lets ride the Cybertron Scorcher! * Thrashmane snaps out of it Sure! * Scamp's making a fool of himself catches the edge of Doubledealer's attention.* * Thrashmane gets in line. The very LONG line. Whee! What's that one? * Slipstream releases Scrabble and sends it to annoy Diablo * Twilight sits in his room going through his holo-vid collection Great googly moogly! I'm sober! Split, sober? Wow, miracles -do- happen! * Mystery looks around the ground level of the hotel Wow.... this is *nice*. * Diablo notices the approaching spiderbot and releases Scarab then throws him at Slip's back * Recoil sits in the make-shift medbay. "What do you mean I can't have more ammo? What if another wacko attacks?!" * Slipstream is hit in the back by a flying spiderbot * Scarab beeps as he's thrown ... and THAT'S how the west was won * Thrashmane passes the time in the very long line. Because you have enough as it is * Sunspot snoozes. But I depleted almost 10 percent in that last fight! *takes Scarab off her back and sets it on the bar* * Maximum-Magnum saunters up to where everyone is in the hotel place* Good heavens, no! Seriously Recoil, you've got plenty. * Doubledealer notices Magnum because he's big. *Sarcastic* Did I miss anything? I'm low on incinidaries though... *whimper* :( besides, while we're off the ship, we can't really restock someone like you so easily * Patchwork looks around and tries to hop the line, but sees automated lasers train on him and decides he's better off NOT * Maximum-Magnum spots Doubledealer and nods in his direction Not at all, Maxy. * Scarab walks over to various bottles and tries to knock them over * Maximum-Magnum shoots a dirty look at Slip * Overwrite grabs his pads and leaves the room in a huff * Slipstream retrieves Scarab and is missed by the dirty look, which terrifies a nearby bottle. Boy, this sure is a long line... In comes the brawn and out goes the brains. Mmhmm.. Speak for yourself, DD. * Slipstream glances at Scarab, glances at Maxy, then grins evilly. I'm going to pretend I did not hear that, 'Dealer. You feel like flying again, Scarab? ... Unless you're referring to Splitwit * Scarab beeps * Scrabble climbs up Diablo's leg and beeps at him I can outsmart toast! ^_^ I don't think Splitwit is either half of that equation. * Tip-Over drives along the main streets of the city on his way back to the hotel where LONAC is staying Toast ain't all that hard to outsmart... Thats the point, babe *wink* * Slipstream throws Scarab at Maxy. "Yo Maxy, think quick!" * Maximum-Magnum catches the spiderbot mid air and resists the urge to shoot it. * Scarab extends a small drill from a leg and drills * Patchwork grins and looks at the odd shaped cart "hey guys, we're next!" * Maximum-Magnum instead tosses it back to Slip. * Thrashmane wakes up "Really?" * Diablo picks up Scrabble and puts the spiderbot on his shoulder * Slipstream catches Scarab * Doubledealer sighs. Yay, time for ride! Of all the groups I could have wound up with, I end up in an animal-juggling troupe. Heh, this all too mundane for ya, DD? * Slipstream tosses Scarab at DD. "Get used to it, buddy." You could be back with those trying to kill you. * Doubledealer absentmindedly whacks Scarab out of the air. * Sunspot is all ready for riding! If the situation were actually mundane, it'd be one thing. * Diablo watches Scarab get hit * Mystery sees a passing femme bot, and his eyes widen "Wow" But the inanity is somewhat more trying under these conditions. Careful, mercenary How do you stand it, anyway? * Patchwork hops in, grunting and trying to get comfortable in the chair * Thrashmane hops in too Don't mess with a 'bot and his spider... How do I stand it? By throwing spiderbots at people usually. I drink beer, and a lot of it! * Sunspot hops in. Whee! If I don't have a spiderbot handy, I use a demosphere. *shrugs* Same effect, most the time. hehe. *grins* ... * Doubledealer grins. Ask a stupid question... * Tip-Over arrives at the hotel, shifts to robot form and enters * Thrashmane cautiously puts his arm around Sunspot * Diablo drops Scrabble onto Doubledealer as he walks past to retrieve Scarab * Sunspot giggles. * Doubledealer ignores the second spider. * Scrabble beeps something rude sounding at DD *glances at Scrabble* Watch your languge there, young spiderbot... * Diablo picks up Scarab and leaves * Thrashmane is slammed into the back of his seat as the roller coaster starts. So this one is yours, then? * Scrabble beeps something not quite so rude at Slip Yeah, y'could say that. * Sunspot whees! * Patchwork takes out a datadisk, showing Thrash and Sun a hologram of the ride "Given the trajectory and the extra weight Thrash is packing, this thing could derail...heh, exciting, huh?" Charming creature. ... I wanna get off I wanna get off I wanna get off I wanna get off! Eek! Reminds me of my Powermasters. y'had powermasters, aye? The wretched little organisms. heh, gotta luv 'em squishies. Yes. For some reason, the idea seemed good at the time. Hrmph. Organics. God help us if we ever get our planet turned organic or something equally horrid. I have since determined why the term is binary bondage. oh? do tell. * Sunspot whees some more! Because it's bondage. * Doubledealer snerks. At any rate, in a line of work like mine, the benefits do tend to outweigh the forced company. Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! there're benefits? But at times like THIS, when they run off to save their own miserable hides... * Patchwork grins and yells till his sensors hurt "WHOOOO!!" *grins* Typical. * Thrashmane decides to friggin enjoy himself "YeeeeHAWWW!" Fleshies are always the same. Of course. The PM process might have been designed originally to counteract the effects of the poisoning of Nebulos' fuel supply, but the "engine" can take in, store, and deliver far more energy than just about every conventional power system. Nucleon reactors notwithstanding. heh, fun. Always a help in a fireflight. Nucleon... just as horrid as organics. Or, in less favorable odds, running the hell away. *snickers* Which is -why- I don't rely on anyone else for my power supply. Not unlike some of the lesser members of LONAC! heh Organics have, to use their words, 'screwed me over' more than enough times for me to not deal with them any more. Hey, I can live without them. And when they're around, they help. question is, they around anywhere anymore? Whee! What're your engines names? * Doubledealer finishes his drink. YAAHAOOOO!!!! I know where they are. Yeeeeah! We have rendevous sites set up for times like this. Knok and Skar, for what it's worth. Yeah, we've met them. ...then why did you ask? Just curious. Met a pair of engines a few weeks ago. Ah. I see. * Scrabble jumps off DD and onto the bar, then scrambles towards Slip * Patchwork puts his arms up, and the windshear nearly takes them off And until just now, you didn't know they were mine. They were talking to one of our fliers, wanted a trip out or somthing. One called the other 'Skar' Ya nailed it. * Thrashmane whimpers Aww, poor kitty... I must apologize Double, Splitwit here isn't much for mental processors Or wit for that matter, ironically Well, at least he has the decency not to get your hopes up with his looks. * Slipstream mutters something rather uncomplimentary about Scamp under her breath and grins Touche! ooo, nice comeback DD. *mock-applauds* Not... under... standing...? * Splitwit zones out Feh. So I say again, Slipstream... * Slipstream picks up Scrabble from the bar and throws it at Split. "Heads up, Splitty boy, incoming!" What on Cybertron are you doing here? * Patchwork, when the ride stops, tumbles out, rubbing his arm Aiggh! me? At the moment, terrorising Splitty boy. *grins* * Sunspot jumps out. "Again! * Splitwit bats the Spiderbot away from him Uh... can we not? O_o * Chameleon enters the bar unseen and appears next to Scamp Bah. Let's do somthing a little more... non-deadly, hm? * Scrabble beeps something nasty, leaps at Split, zaps him, then retreats back to Slipstream * Slipstream grins at DD * Splitwit coughs up some smoke Nice entrance Chameleon, you'll have to teach me that one Y'see? You're playing the mystery man game, but with a cohort of clowns. * Twilight gets bored with his holovids and goes back down to the bar There are doorways I haven't opened, and windows I have yet to look through... Heh, I don't think I'll be teaching anyone *shrugs* It's a change from not having any cohorts at all. Heya Cham. *throws Scrabble at him* Clowns eh? * Scrabble gets airsick There's a reason for the status quo. It's the safest one. Um, look theres a retro party joint... want to go there while I recouperate? Can't trust anyone you're not paying. Even then you can get stabbed in the back *shrugs* Safe, shmafe. nowhere in the universe is really safe, so why stress about it? *notices Twilight, who's just entered.* Heya Twi. That's why most of us joined this group in the first place Chameleon catches the spiderbot and puts it on the table in front of him * Twilight nods slightly at Slip and retreats to a table near the back How about the Disembowler? Or the Night Stabber? Yay, I wanna go do stuff! Okay, how about this angle? There's always the teacup... * Scrabble beeps friendly-like at Cham Working alone means you get to keep the whole check. I perfer the heavy paycheck myself. Perhaps, but what do you get to call home? C'mon, Patches, let's go do something nice and easy for the poor kitty. :) A rusty apartment. Home? Yay for the paycheck. *shrugs* The cargo bay of a spaceship. "Home" is the place they catch you off-guard. Exactly. Home is where y'stash your extra weaponry. ;) least, it is in my case. hehe. Y'know, Max, for a big droning bore, you're a bright guy. Home is death, sometimes. * Patchwork laughs "there's always the dangerous BENCH he could ride, Sunspot!" * Sunspot giggles. Bah, what's a bot without his companions? Nothing but lonely I knew you loved me! Well, where do you wanna go, kitty? You can rent companions. Can it Anyone can turn on you. It's better not to trust anyone. *shrugs* Y'float around the universe by y'self for a coupla millenia, y'get used to being lonely. beats being shot in the back. Somewhere slow :) Never sleep with anyone you're not going to kill in the immediate future. Well, point the way! Preferably for money. * Thrashmane points Agreed *grins* I'd rather be shot in the back then spend a near eternity by myself * Roadkill, who just happens to be in the amusement park, sneaks up on the pointing Thrashy and scares him witless * Sunspot laughs and laughs. *gets scared witless!* * Roadkill chuckles "Heya." ;) * Maximum-Magnum pulls up a chair at a table and tosses his pistols down Well, Scamp... you obviously haven't been shot in the back. * Slipstream stretches, listens to various joints make various interesting noises, then leans back against the bar * Patchwork grins "I really wonder where the ship or the other Lonacers are... anyone have a working comm on them?" Or in the face. Actually, I have * Maximum-Magnum makes his eyepatch painfully obvious That's why I left the Decepticons along with Drill Master Being shot in the back kinda hurts. no moreso than being shot anywhere else, 'cept it's harder to put a band-aid on y'self. ;) Even then I wasn't alone Ohh, you think they might wanna come here, too? Ah, the Decepticons. My favorite customers. Recent business notwithstanding. Shot is nothing. Torn apart while still online is painful *I* left the Autobots because of a mistake. *grimaces* Low on morals and high on money. What was that, Max? Joining them? * Doubledealer snickers. Partly. So where are we gonna go, Thrashy? * Thrashmane hauls everyone into some retro hangout joint >:D * Chameleon is annoyed by the autobot comment * Maximum-Magnum laughs * Roadkill gets hauled into some retro hangout joint. o_O Whee! * Sunspot looks at pretty lights an' stuff. Ah, a safe place. *gets all parenty* You have a weird idea of safe, Thrashy... * Chameleon disappears I'm beginning to think that too Ooooooo, pretty lights... * Doubledealer backflip-transforms into bird mode and perches on the bar. And suddenly I realize this is a rave. * Sunspot grooves to Moby. Ooh, birdy. Don't put claw marks in the bar now. And therefore, I exclaim, w00t. * Patchwork breakdances and coffee grinds and spins wildly Pretty birdy! * Thrashmane gets down and funky, yo. * Roadkill glances at Thrash and grins, then watches Patch bemusedly. Urg, not another ugly bird Well, least the music's halfway decent... * Diablo sits in the foyer silently and sharpens the blades of his sword and axe * Patchwork MAKES the DJ play Daft Punk * Doubledealer paces the length of the bartop. * Bluebot notices Sunspot and the LONACers * Scrabble beeps and follows after the birdybot along the bar * Bluebot slowly makes his way through the crowd * Sunspot grooves. Boogie down! * Doubledealer makes his way back to his original position and transforms back to robot mode, taking his seat. Ugh. I haven't been able to fly in weeks. * Sunspot realizes she's a blacklight-reactive shade of yellow. Whee! *glances at DD* And the point of that was...? To remind myself I have another robot mode. * Snake-Eyes enters the restaurant * Roadkill leans against the wall and listens to the music * Patchwork moonwalks past Thrash "Isn't down time the best?" My wings are creaking with disuse. * Bluebot approaches Sunspot from with a tiny metalic object in hand, and shoves it up to her throat "Don't move." *breakdances* Yeah! * Snake-Eyes approaches Slip and whoever is with her Aaah. That ain't a half-bad idea, 'cept I don't think my alt mode would be welcome in here... *grins* Heya Snake-Eyes. :) Hey, what's everyone doing hanging out here? *shrugs* Absolutely bugger-all. Eek? Except without the buggering. Making it consderably less interesting. *grins* * Bluebot adjusts the dirk so that Sunspot can see it for a moment "LONACer, let me tell you somthing." I don't enjoy this, all right? The easier you make it for me, the easier it will be for you, understand? I figured everyone would want to keep clear of fellow LONAC bots after so long cooped up on the ship * Sunspot whimpers. Good. Heh, I do that well enough on the ship anyway. ;) Question one, when will your ship be ready for leave? Hey, for some of us it's cooped up in here or cooped up in the trash compactor. I...I dunno. Soon... *glances at DD and grins* Trash compactor sounds a good place for some... ;) What do you mean? heh, nemmind. Question the second... pumpkin pie or blueberry? * Sunspot tries to silently will the others into noticing what's going on. You wound me. And here I thought we were getting along so well. * Sunspot whimpers again with being all confused and stuff. * Shotlock grins and tightens his grip on Sunspots neck. "Kidding, how many are in LONAC, hmm?" A bunch? * Patchwork flips forwards and lands infront of Sunspot and Blue "jeez, I haven't heard music like this in ages. neat, huh?" * Sunspot attempts to somehow convey to Patches that all is not good here entirely through facial expression. * Shotlock looks at Patchwork and quickly shoves Sunspot towards him Ach, I hate you people. * Shotlock disappears into the crowd of raving zombies Shotlock! * Patchwork growls "Get back here!" and huffs, turning and looking concerned at Sunspot "Are you all right?" * Sunspot continues whimpering. * Patchwork finds Thrash, trying to shake Sunspot "Thrash! THRASH!" * Roadkill walks up to Sunny and Patch* Hey, whoa, what happened? Hmm? Somthing happened? * Thrashmane gets confuddled I just saw an old friend, he shook up Sun, but she won't talk...I KNOW he's not here for tea... something's going down... * Roadkill glances around worriedly ... um.. Sunny! Are you okay!? * Thrashmane checks * Sunspot goes on whimpering some more, then mumbles incoherently. * Roadkill crouches down next to Sunny* Hey, it's okay now, Sunny... *to the others* C'mon, let's get her outta here... I agree! * Thrashmane hauls ass... Sunspot's ass! ;D * Slipstream recovers Scrabble from wherever it's gotten to * Diablo puts the sword and axe away and transforms to dragon mode * Patchwork growls to RK "I know Shotlock is here to hurt LONAC in some way...he did always like causing trouble..." * Doubledealer gets himself another drink. Why not? He's not going anywhere. * Roadkill nods at Patch "Trouble has a way of finding us, I've noticed..." THAT'S the understatement of the century I agree Heh, just a bit... *exits the rave place with Sunny and the others* * Diablo makes his way outside then flies up onto the roof of the building * Doubledealer stands up. Grah. * Maximum-Magnum finishes his work on the two pistols and starts to put them back together * Slipstream glances at DD "Bored, aye?" * Doubledealer leaves his drink on the bar and heads for his temporary quarters. * Doubledealer stops. Yeah. And I'm sick of this room. Bored, Dealer? Walls're starting to close in. yeah, I know what y'mean... I beg to differ. * Slipstream gets up, stretches slightly, glances around and starts for the door So I'm going to... I dunno. Sort through what little I have on-planet. Again. Seeya, suckers. * Patchwork sighs and leaves with the rest as well * Doubledealer heads off to the elevators. Go frag yourself. *snickers* How friendly, Maxy boy. ;) *leaves the bar and heads out of the hotel* * Sunspot clings to Thrashy. * Twilight emerges from his corner and silently leaves the bar a few moments after Slip * Thrashmane gets clung to * Roadkill notices the clinging and has to grin *cling cling cling* * Patchwork looks at Sunspot Think she'll be okay, Thrash? * Slipstream finds a nice open area, tfs, and takes off for a nice li'l fly around the planet Yeah, she'll be fine. * Twilight exits the hotel, looks around, then grumbles something under his breath and leans against the wall in annoyance for a moment. * Diablo spots Twilight down below * Patchwork nods "Damn it! I should have slagged Shot where he stood!" Who is this "Shot"? And get lonac into even more trouble that it already is? Yes, I agree. Shooting him in a public area would be quite nasty for our already tarnished reputation. * Twilight glances up at the dragon, then goes back to muttering under his breath * Thrashmane trips over his tongue Shotlock. A con buddy of mine... Oh? Do tell... One of those laid back creeps you never know what he's gonna do...why he'd put that blade to Sun I don't know...fella is great with fire arms...could scratch my butt off with them, nearly did...but he always preferred the easy way, the sloth's way... real lazy con... * Sunspot whimpers. "Can we go home now?" We're trying! * Maximum-Magnum finishes putting his pistols back together * Slipstream flies around, whee. * Diablo transforms to robot mode. "Who are you?" * Sunspot continues being traumatized. * Doubledealer kills time. The name's Twilight. Aaaaaargh. * Doubledealer goes back downstairs out into the courtyard. * Doubledealer wanders around extremely guardedly. You're back. I'm filled with joy. * Twilight watches DD wander around, still leaning against the wall * Terrafirma sneaks up behind Doubledealer * Doubledealer ignores the shouts from the restaurant. Look out, it's a spy sattelite! Are we gonna tell the others about this? I think we should... * Diablo watches Doubledealer also I'd assume so. This isn't the first time we've had run ins with those seekers. * Terrafirma runs * Doubledealer whirls instinctively and sweeps Terra's feet out from under her. I think they're gonna try to do something to LONAC... * Doubledealer pins her. * Terrafirma rolls with it and just laughs * Twilight smirks slightly behind his faceplate Gah. You're a fun one, hehe Just... gah. * Doubledealer stands back up with a sigh. * Maximum-Magnum grins Paranoid, ain't you? * Terrafirma retrieves an EnerSmoothie from a storage compartment. "Here, with my complements" There IS a price on my head, y'know. And more than just the usual ones. I know, I just couldn't resist I probably have more prices on my head than you ever will. Live with it. I'm just going to start killing - * Doubledealer glances at Max. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! But then again... * Doubledealer turns back to Terra. * Twilight shakes his head slightly and smirks more People. * Doubledealer walks up to Twilight. Max has an ego, heh. He'd deny it of course. And your deal... ...I don't know what your deal is. Even less than Slipstream. Hardly surprising. Doesn't happen much. So many from the shadows in this circus. And some of you are even the real thing. Nothing wrong with shadows. If you don't like us so much, mind leaving? You're getting on my nerves. can't really say I know what it's like, but we have had some nasties after us *to Maxy* He could prob'ly say the same for you. We could kill him instead and take the body to whoever wants it. Beats sitting around bored here I'm not the one pacing around mumbling. Such bloodthirstiness. Probably more profitable too... My thoughts exactly You'll never get your faction in the official catalogs with an attitude like that. *shrugs* Do I care? Anyway, I'm pacing outside because I got sick of pacing inside. High strung.. More room out here too, hm? * Diablo grabs his axe "I can stop the pacing completely if you want." Oh, please do. It would be entertaining. * Doubledealer shakes his head. That would be a sight to see. Y'know, of the about half-dozen of you lot it'd be worth talking to, about two actually seem capable of holding a conversation. * Terrafirma laughs to herself * Roadkill picks up Sunny* C'mon, we'd better get back to the hotel... And you wonder why I'm keeping to myself? *sarcastically* Oh gee, I'm so flattered. Why don't you hang out with flowers. I'm sure they'd enjoy your hot air. And I mean that in the nicest way possible. I'm sure you did. * Diablo throws the axe up then catches it as it falls and the blade ignites Honestly, couldn't Waitstate just keep this guy on his gun rack? * Twilight takes out his rifle and starts fiddling with it out of boredom, and to see if it'll make DD any more paranoid. If you want to try and put him there, feel free. *to Diablo* Nifty axe y'got there. I WOULD like to know why we - and here I mean I - haven't been attacked. I mean, there's enough reward to go around. There have to be enough lowlifes on this planet to overwhelm us. Because you'd bore any potential attackers to death before they could do anything, perhaps? I've been ducking them for the better part of a month.