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capitalh2014-11-23 10:32 am
metalivore) wrote in capitalh2014-11-23 10:32 am
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let me see you start a war, start a riot [OPEN]
Who: Gajeel Redfox and OPEN
What: Someone who probably shouldn't be allowed to roam the streets unattended does exactly that.
When: Now-ish
Where: A park OR some science facility OR just about anywhere in L.A.
Warnings: Gajeel is kind of his own warning
Option A: Some Jerky Loser (day)
Oh, what, were you going to sit here? Was anyone going to sit here? Too bad. This entire park bench is now being taken up by a young man with pieces of metal embedded in his forearms and an expression like he is quite literally just waiting for an excuse to punch someone. He doesn't seem to have much of anything else to do, either, judging by how, if left alone, he will just sit there for a good hour, checking the time on a battered, bricklike cellphone every so often and glaring threateningly at anyone who walks by.
Apparently this asshole has just arbitrarily claimed this bench as his property.
[OOC: Feel free to ignore this starter; Gajeel can also be found either at the auto shop where he works (where he will stand off to the side and look bored until he's told to do something), or just about anywhere else in the city (where he will usually either keep up this same look-threatening-and-don't-talk-to-anyone crud or actively pick fights). Sometimes he might stand around in hardware stores and scrutinize packages of bolts and the like a little more carefully than is entirely normal. If you want a different specific starter, let me know!]
Option B: Some Jerky Supervillain (night)
Gajeel doesn't always have any sort of actual goal when he does things that could get him arrested, which makes tonight kind of a novelty. He figures it's about time he started moving up, getting a reputation beyond just smashing things, and he's pretty sure breaking into a science facility late at night and stealing some important science thing is a pretty effective way to do that.
Of course, he has no idea what any of this stuff is, he's literally just going to grab whatever looks important. He doesn't know what he's going to do with it either. Sell it, maybe; if he does that as Iron Dragon, they can't trace that to Gajeel Redfox, right? Sounds like a plan to him.
Any alarms he sets off in the process of breaking in are completely ignored, any guards met with a swift, sharp impact from a metal club. He doesn't really bother to check how much damage he did, not even to insure that they aren't conscious enough to call for reinforcements, because he's fully confident that he can take whatever they may throw at him. Instead, he just keeps making his way through the building, keeping an eye out for something that seems to be worth stealing.
What: Someone who probably shouldn't be allowed to roam the streets unattended does exactly that.
When: Now-ish
Where: A park OR some science facility OR just about anywhere in L.A.
Warnings: Gajeel is kind of his own warning
Option A: Some Jerky Loser (day)
Oh, what, were you going to sit here? Was anyone going to sit here? Too bad. This entire park bench is now being taken up by a young man with pieces of metal embedded in his forearms and an expression like he is quite literally just waiting for an excuse to punch someone. He doesn't seem to have much of anything else to do, either, judging by how, if left alone, he will just sit there for a good hour, checking the time on a battered, bricklike cellphone every so often and glaring threateningly at anyone who walks by.
Apparently this asshole has just arbitrarily claimed this bench as his property.
[OOC: Feel free to ignore this starter; Gajeel can also be found either at the auto shop where he works (where he will stand off to the side and look bored until he's told to do something), or just about anywhere else in the city (where he will usually either keep up this same look-threatening-and-don't-talk-to-anyone crud or actively pick fights). Sometimes he might stand around in hardware stores and scrutinize packages of bolts and the like a little more carefully than is entirely normal. If you want a different specific starter, let me know!]
Option B: Some Jerky Supervillain (night)
Gajeel doesn't always have any sort of actual goal when he does things that could get him arrested, which makes tonight kind of a novelty. He figures it's about time he started moving up, getting a reputation beyond just smashing things, and he's pretty sure breaking into a science facility late at night and stealing some important science thing is a pretty effective way to do that.
Of course, he has no idea what any of this stuff is, he's literally just going to grab whatever looks important. He doesn't know what he's going to do with it either. Sell it, maybe; if he does that as Iron Dragon, they can't trace that to Gajeel Redfox, right? Sounds like a plan to him.
Any alarms he sets off in the process of breaking in are completely ignored, any guards met with a swift, sharp impact from a metal club. He doesn't really bother to check how much damage he did, not even to insure that they aren't conscious enough to call for reinforcements, because he's fully confident that he can take whatever they may throw at him. Instead, he just keeps making his way through the building, keeping an eye out for something that seems to be worth stealing.
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He hissed sharply as another flailing kick made contact, then stormed toward the broken window. "Fine. You wanna make this difficult?"
As soon as he reached the edge, he quickly and unceremoniously hurled Metabee out the window, shouting out after him, "THAT'S what happens when you make shit difficult!"
Wow, Gajeel. Great job, awesome burn. Very coherent and relevant.
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There was a resounding metallic bang when he hit the concrete, but even covered in metal armor that was not something Metabee could just walk away from. Most of his armor plating was buckled or bent, he was pretty sure something had broken off, and it was very likely his visor was cracked. His optical sensors hadn't flickered back on yet though so he wasn't entirely sure.
He groaned as the internal warning readouts started blaring when he jerkily tried to move. Left Arm Damage 100% Damage Function Cease; Right Arm Damage 80% Damage Warning; Leg Damage 60% Damage; Head Damage Missile Function Offline, etc.
He struggled to get to his feet, but all he managed was to push himself off the ground. He'd get that guy back. Eventually. If Metabee was going to be a solo hero now, he made a mental note to put this guy on the list of potential arch rivals. When his arm gave out under him it finally sunk that maybe laying on the ground and not moving would be a good plan for a while. Yeah. Ok.
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He took a step back, gritting his teeth slightly as scales melted back into skin, leaving behind burns and cuts all up his arms. That had been way more of a problem than he had anticipated. Fuckin' robot, showing up and shooting missiles and lasers and crap at him. Granted, it wasn't like he had made anything remotely resembling an effort to avoid being attacked, but that wasn't going to stop him from griping about it.
He walked back toward the door of the room, frowning and clasping a hand over some of the worst burns on his forearm to check the damage (result: It hurt a lot. What a surprise). Metabee, huh. Better add that name to the list of people he hated. Next time, maybe he should take a bite out of him.