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kismet_loop2016-02-26 09:55 am
eyestothesky) wrote in kismet_loop2016-02-26 09:55 am
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Video
[The feed comes on to show a bot who really has been rather quiet lately, offering a crooked half-smile.]
Hey folks.
[Did that seem like too much steam? He was just standing there, it didn’t look like he should be venting nearly that much steam in that case.]
Was just hopin’ someone c-could do me a favor, n-n- [Well that sudden malfunction of voice didn’t bode well. The titanium bot stopped dead, a tremor running through his frame as the sound of something grinding in his chassis was heard, the echo of something snapping accompanying the sudden jerk of his frame, steam billowing around him as his optics went dark and he suddenly sank on his feet as his systems simply forced a shutdown before something else went wrong.
The silence stretched a moment before there was another jerk of movement from the bot, steam hissing from vents as his gaze lifted, the light of his optics narrowed to pinpricks as there was a sudden tearing of fabric and he suddenly struck out at the drone. Not like anyone would know if the drone fared well after that; the feed cutting abruptly.]
Action
[Even if someone missed the video, it would be quite clear that something was not right with The Spine if they ran into him outside. His normal almost awkwardly smooth, practiced way of moving had been replaced by a heavy sort of gait that he hadn’t used since he was younger, the way he seemed to look through anyone that came near.
Sleeves shredded, fabric hanging in tatters around the weapons his arms had shifted to, the bot clearly on the hunt for something. Not seeing the city around him, seeing instead a bleak landscape, hearing the metallic trumpeting of the enemy. Whatever else might be happening, it was plain that he did not mean well for whoever crossed his path.]
((OOC: Warbot malfunction! There's some chance for some triggering mess- body horror, violence, death, things of that nature, so if you don't want that, just put an ooc note in your first reply and I'll make sure everything's a-ok. Also if you want your character and Spine to throw down let me know what the limits are/if you want to deal with them dying or not, serious injuries etc. His app has all the info on his warbot weapons but ask me if you need clarification!))
[The feed comes on to show a bot who really has been rather quiet lately, offering a crooked half-smile.]
Hey folks.
[Did that seem like too much steam? He was just standing there, it didn’t look like he should be venting nearly that much steam in that case.]
Was just hopin’ someone c-could do me a favor, n-n- [Well that sudden malfunction of voice didn’t bode well. The titanium bot stopped dead, a tremor running through his frame as the sound of something grinding in his chassis was heard, the echo of something snapping accompanying the sudden jerk of his frame, steam billowing around him as his optics went dark and he suddenly sank on his feet as his systems simply forced a shutdown before something else went wrong.
The silence stretched a moment before there was another jerk of movement from the bot, steam hissing from vents as his gaze lifted, the light of his optics narrowed to pinpricks as there was a sudden tearing of fabric and he suddenly struck out at the drone. Not like anyone would know if the drone fared well after that; the feed cutting abruptly.]
Action
[Even if someone missed the video, it would be quite clear that something was not right with The Spine if they ran into him outside. His normal almost awkwardly smooth, practiced way of moving had been replaced by a heavy sort of gait that he hadn’t used since he was younger, the way he seemed to look through anyone that came near.
Sleeves shredded, fabric hanging in tatters around the weapons his arms had shifted to, the bot clearly on the hunt for something. Not seeing the city around him, seeing instead a bleak landscape, hearing the metallic trumpeting of the enemy. Whatever else might be happening, it was plain that he did not mean well for whoever crossed his path.]
((OOC: Warbot malfunction! There's some chance for some triggering mess- body horror, violence, death, things of that nature, so if you don't want that, just put an ooc note in your first reply and I'll make sure everything's a-ok. Also if you want your character and Spine to throw down let me know what the limits are/if you want to deal with them dying or not, serious injuries etc. His app has all the info on his warbot weapons but ask me if you need clarification!))
HAHAHA
Stance relaxing a fraction as this was obviously a child, green optics skipping around the area, looking for any sign that it was a trap, that there was an ambush waiting in the wings for him to take the bait. But the coast seemed clear, and Jendayi wasn't suffering from Green Matter radiation so it was safe enough.
If she didn't try and avoid him, that would be one titanium bot letting the saw fold away back into his arm as he reached with his now free hand...
to pick the girl up, cradling her carefully to one side. Time to get her to safety.]
C-commander c-c-come in- civilian c-child found-
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Spine? Are...are you okay?
Wh-what's...what's wrong?
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[Clearly he wasn't getting better, just holding onto Jendayi as gently as he could manage as he started moving, paying no mind to the oil that was starting to drip from an ear.
Something was very wrong and he was in no state to do anything about it.]
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[So what’s a child going to do? Play along, of course, as best she can.]
Wh-who’s your commander? [She doubts it, but she’s kind of hoping he’ll name someone in the city. Please, oh please, name someone in the city...please, please, please....]
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[Nope, no one in the city. At least he was being gentle with her, picking up on her fear but it just fed into what he thought was happening, what child wouldn't be frightened in the middle of that horrific battlefield?]
F-f--- s-mwhere s-safe-
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[Please...please take her there...She knows how to get home from there, will have lots of people to keep her safe, and can call Lea.]
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H-ng--n, w-ll-b-b-be t-ere s-s-soon-
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[Oh please let that be okay to say. She’s kind of really freaked out right now.]
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Trying to comfort her.]
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...What's going on? [Maybe...if she knew that she'd get an idea of how to help him?]