ROCK'EM SOCK'EM ROBOTS [BIG OPEN FIGHT LOG]

[sufferist]

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.

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[thanksoptimus]

Breakdown may not be, but Orion is. At the sight of those hammers, part of him wants to shift out his guns, but the moment he starts contemplating the process of doing that, his mind flashes right to the things that happened when his body was being controlled by that AI.

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."

[buffedthat]

It's weird, to be up against Optimus Prime, and the guy won't even pull out his blasters. This isn't how Breakdown ever imagined a confrontation. His good optic narrows in consideration.

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.

[thanksoptimus]

Oh fuck.

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.

[buffedthat]

Now this is just pathetic. His hammer clangs off of Orion's forearm, and he pulls it back from the rebound at the ready, but doesn't swing it again. If this is some Autobot trick, it's a frustrating one.

"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.

[thanksoptimus]

The punch connects, sending Orion stumbling several more steps backwards, his good arm crossing over his plating defensively. What does this bot want out of him? How could Orion give him what he wants, when he remembers nothing of what he refers to?

"I am not him," he chokes out, though his venting is unsteady thanks to that chest hit. "I'm not the one you want."

[buffedthat]

No, Breakdown realizes, he's really not the one he wants. It's a frustrating revelation, but it finally hits home nonetheless. His anger has one last burning surge to get through, though, so he pushes in after Orion to snag a grip at his neck. It doesn't bother him that Orion is taller, he can just pull him down to Breakdown's level.

"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.

[thanksoptimus]

Orion gets hauled down awkwardly, watching Breakdown and trying to understand what's fueling this. A month or so ago and he would have believed that Optimus Prime deserved whatever he had coming to him, but now...well, the whole situation is a lot less clear. This is the first bot he's met that was actually angry.

"...You have the power to," he says quietly, a few moments later. His resignation to the situation calms him. "Were you inclined."

[buffedthat]

He half lifts his hammer, hesitates... and shoves Orion away. He's not gentle about it, and doesn't care if the other bot catches his footing or falls. That's the last of his anger, burned away into pity and surrender.

"The hammer's ours," he warns, looking and feeling disgusted. "Make sure your Autobot friends know it, too."

[thanksoptimus]

He almost falls when his bad leg gives in, but he manages to awkward catch himself by collapsing onto one knee. His eyes follow Breakdown but he doesn't say anything. This could have been much worse, he's certain of it, and he finds himself wondering what is going on in the Decepticon's head.

He averts his eyes a few moments later.

[buffedthat]

Breakdown backs off, still glaring, until Orion drops his eyes. Then he falls into his altmode, tires squealing as he peels away in search of Knock Out. Maybe his partner is having better luck getting into fights than Breakdown's had so far.