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ROCK'EM SOCK'EM ROBOTS [BIG OPEN FIGHT LOG]
Who: Signless, Robots, and YOU
Where: City Hall, and all over downtown LA.
When: April 14th
What: Signless bates the Cybetronians into having a big fight in downtown LA while attempting to get a valuable artifact. Earth civilians and superheroes are SUPER WELCOME to notice the fuss and try to stop the fighting/safe people from collateral damage.
Warnings: SUDDENLY ROBOT ULTRAVIOLENCE
Signless leaves himself, and the hammer, visible at first. He wants them to see him, to know that the battle is imminent - and with any luck, a conflict will start. He'll do his best to disappear and keep them hunting for him as as long as possible after he's initially been spotted. Maximum collateral damage is his goal.
It also helps that he's an empath. He'll be taking whatever opportunities he can to agitate people's emotions, whether it be anger, panic, or fear, in the attempt to make ever more chaos.
This is a party style log, meaning you can make you own threads and scenarios. Signless will be around with the hammer. LET'S MAKE THIS AS BIG OF A CLUSTERFUCK AS POSSIBLE, GUYS.
Where: City Hall, and all over downtown LA.
When: April 14th
What: Signless bates the Cybetronians into having a big fight in downtown LA while attempting to get a valuable artifact. Earth civilians and superheroes are SUPER WELCOME to notice the fuss and try to stop the fighting/safe people from collateral damage.
Warnings: SUDDENLY ROBOT ULTRAVIOLENCE
Signless leaves himself, and the hammer, visible at first. He wants them to see him, to know that the battle is imminent - and with any luck, a conflict will start. He'll do his best to disappear and keep them hunting for him as as long as possible after he's initially been spotted. Maximum collateral damage is his goal.
It also helps that he's an empath. He'll be taking whatever opportunities he can to agitate people's emotions, whether it be anger, panic, or fear, in the attempt to make ever more chaos.
This is a party style log, meaning you can make you own threads and scenarios. Signless will be around with the hammer. LET'S MAKE THIS AS BIG OF A CLUSTERFUCK AS POSSIBLE, GUYS.
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Suddenly being shot at catches Orion completely off guard - he came here as a non combatant, and despite it all if even Megatron wouldn't take a shot, he wasn't expecting any of her followers would either. Especially this jerk, who Orion doesn't remember ever having done anything to. Breakdown and him had barely seen each other, even when he was on the ship.
He's super not ready for a combat, physically or mentally. Thankfully the first few shots miss, but the next couple graze Orion's armour, which startles him enough that he reverts back into truck mode and starts trying to drive away.
"I am not here to fight!" he shouts back, just in case there was any confusion about him being a warrior for the other side. Then again, he's not entirely sure it will matter.
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"If you're here for the hammer, you're here for a fight!" Breakdown calls after him, firing off a few more shots. Maybe if he can hit out a few of his tires...
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He pulls a tight turn and then skids, which leaves him with a row of cars at his back and Breakdown in the front. Reluctantly, he takes his bot form again, holding up his hands placatingly.
"I have been trying to get them to stop," he says, eyeing the approaching gun uncomfortably.
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"That's not gonna happen, Prime. We're here to get it, and if the Autobots don't like that, then it's a fight."
Oh, he called him Prime, didn't he. That's not really accurate. Oh well, Breakdown's not exactly picky about semantics.
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It gives him pause. He'd promised himself that he wouldn't use his weapons like that again. But is pacifism really possible in a situation like this? He earnestly doesn't know.
His hands shake a little as he looks down at them uncertaintly, but then opts to keep them up in a gesture of peace. Please don't, he thinks.
"I am not a Prime," he says quietly. "And I have no quarrel with you."
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It doesn't matter. Thousands of years of war, at the fault of this guy, means that Breakdown doesn't care if he's looking for a fight or not. He tenses.
"Maybe not now, but you were." Will be? Whatever. "And I've got one with you!" On that note he launches himself forward, hammer swinging back to be slammed forward again, seeking Orion's head.
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Orion has no idea what to do. He still doesn't arm himself out of a mixture of fear and determination, but that leaves him with little to do in reaction but raise his arms defensively and try to get out of the way. Unfortunately, he's still limping, and he doesn't have the nerves built up to handle himself calmly while being attacked.
He manages to shield his head only by the virture of getting his forearm in between it and the hammer. His plating is tough, but the hit sends him staggering and jolts his already wounded shoulder.
"Please. Don't." It's all he can think of to say.
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"Come on, what about all the stories of Optimus Prime, the great warrior? Huh? Fight!" He lunges in on the last word, swinging his fist in and up, looking to slam it into his torso plating. It's less damage than his hammer would be, but that's intentional. It doesn't feel satisfying, having to goad him into a fight like this. It's just not right.
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"I am not him," he chokes out, though his venting is unsteady thanks to that chest hit. "I'm not the one you want."
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"No, you're not," he growls. "But you were, and I should scrap you for it, and everything you did."
He won't, though. He's realized that much by now.
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"...You have the power to," he says quietly, a few moments later. His resignation to the situation calms him. "Were you inclined."
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"The hammer's ours," he warns, looking and feeling disgusted. "Make sure your Autobot friends know it, too."
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He averts his eyes a few moments later.
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