[Video] Arms Race

[dirge]

[Dirge seems to be holding the drone like a selfie cam, even though its perfectly capable of floating at any angle on its own. He seems to be too excited to remember that.]

Today is a very good day. I knew following the light colors would lead me to something shiny.

[He turns the drone to the left revealing what looks like an honest to goodness pot o' gold.]

Yes, it is gold. And yes, its all mine. I've heard humans place high value on this particular ore. I can understand why- not only is it very pretty, but it tastes great. [Yup, he's been eating it. Maybe that's why his tongue is all sparkly?]

The gold isn't the only thing I found though... [Dirge's grin grows wide as he finally lets go of the drone, allowing it to float back a bit.]

There was also a strange little organic. Smaller than adult humans. Spoke funny. I was going to keep him but he offered me something if I let him go.

[Dirge lifts his arms in a shrugging motion and two more unfold from behind his back. He seems incredibly pleased with them.]

A wish! I've always thought having more arms would make everything easier- grab twice the stuff, put things away twice as fast, hold two times more things at once. Not to mention, two times the claws.

[He flexes them all to demonstrate-- twenty wicked teal knives are nothing to sneer at.]

Time to try these out in the warehouse~

Comments

[the_other_green_seeker]

[This post right here? These kind of things are why Jadewing thinks you're an idiot, Dirge.]

You do realize that you can't transform with those extra arms, right? And did you seriously just eat chunks of gold?

[Not that Cybertronians can't process gold, but it's usually only consumed in very small amounts as part of expensive confections, rarely seen since the war started. It's too scarce and too useful otherwise to be reduced to a common snack.]

[dirge]

[Dirge is...not the brightest.]

I can. They just sort of... hang out. But their benefits outweigh any negatives as far as I can see.

[The clone grins and hefts a piece of gold.] It's delicious. Really rich. You can't have any.

[the_other_green_seeker]

Which is probably going to totally frag up your flight balance...

[Sigh]

Fine by me; I don't want to consume it, at least not in solid chunks like that. How much of it have you eaten, anyway?

[dirge]

....I didn't think about that. [Whoops. Oh well. He'll have to figure that out when the time comes.]

Good, 'cause its mine. [Dirge glances at the pot.] About half. Why?

[the_other_green_seeker]

Yeah, I didn't figure you had.

[Winglets. Oi.]

...And if you've eaten that much gold, you'd best not eat any more. Takes a long time to process gold, since it's so heavy, and you want to leave room for actual fuel in your tank too. And speaking of which, if you don't have a strong fuel tank you're probably gonna be pretty uncomfortable later once all that gold settles.

[dirge]

[Huh, so that's why he was feeling fuller than usual on what, to him, was a pitiful amount of food. Not that feeling full has ever stopped him from consuming whatever he can.]

My fuel tank can handle it. [He snorts, banging on his torso with one fist and tossing another chunk of gold into his mouth with the other hand.]

But I wouldn't mind grabbing some energon too. [Dirge taps at his chin with the claws of yet another hand.]

[the_other_green_seeker]

[Shrugs]

Suit yourself. Don't say I didn't warn you, though.

[You're gonna regret this later winglet and he's going to have zero sympathy for you when you do.]