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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[sufferist]

It comes just as Signless is attempting to cut and run. When he throws the Forge, he lets it go, letting it crater itself into the side of the building. He'd been hoping that Starscream might focus on that instead.

He doesn't.

Instead, the Decepticon comes sprawling at him right as he's preparing to flee. The timing is bad. For all his power, the troll doesn't react in time. Starscream's claws bite deep into his flesh, and Signless can feel something tear as he darts away. He falls to the roofing, struggling, but stunned with the sudden pain of the injury.

The blood on Starscream's claws tingles with empathic radiation of desperation, anger, and fear.

[starscheme]

Starscream is almost confused as he feels the blow hit his target with the rather unfamiliar sensation of his claws raking through flesh, instead of the usual metal. It's enough to give him pause; he raises the bloodstained claws to inspect them, expression not unlike that of a person who just lashed out to swat a fly and completely did not expect any sort of success in the endeavor: thrilled, but with a tinge of mild disgust at the mess that's left behind. The emotional waves coming off of it only further that sentiment.

His eyes flick back over to the troll, expression splitting into sadistic grin despite of the poisonous effect of the blood on his hands. "Perhaps I should have given you fair warning. No one can elude a Seeker for forever," he gloats, stalking his way over towards the troll. "Though I can grant you this: you proved more of a challenge than most."

[sufferist]

He feels the blood trickle between his fingers, and he knows he's hurt badly. It bothers him less than it really should. But he knows that Starscream is probably going to finish the job if he stays there - and as much as he would like to just let him do it, for a moment, something deep down drives him forward.

Bleeding is a mixed blessing with an affinity like his. It means that he's weakened, but it also puts him at his strongest.

He takes his bloody hand and lashes out at Starscream with it, sending a spray of especially sharp and penetrative psionic daggers, cored with slivers of his actual blood. Then, on stumbling feet, he makes for the edge of the building - leaping off into open air.