Thrasher
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Post by Thrasher on Mar 23, 2015 15:37:14 GMT
Thrasher had grinded to a halt when he realized it wasn't one of the Axiom pods. He stared at the sparkling, and closed his optics for a moment to refresh himself before opening them again. He exvented as he began to slowly step towards the pod, folding away his gun stared at the sparkling. His yellow optics weren't the kindest looking, though he did his best to not look intimidating despite his sharp, angular armor, sharpened dentas, and scared optic. As he drew near, he got down on one knee and peered at the child as it asked him a question.
Hello, I am Thrasher... He began as Tom caught up to him, with more Autotroopers likely to follow and join the two. ... And this is Tom, he is an Autotrooper, I am a neutral who hopes to be accepted as an Autobot. Thrasher said, simultaneously trying to relieve the child of worry and gain further trust from the Autobots. He extended his servo to the sparkling, intending for it to grab on and have him help pull it out of the pod.
No, Tom, he isn't mine. I had no sparklings on my ship, though some of my crewmates could be considered sparklings at times..
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Post by Short Stack on Mar 23, 2015 15:43:13 GMT
Stock cautiously took Thrasher's servos and stepped out of the pod. Stock:Thanks, and hello Tom. Hello Thrasher. I-I'm Stock. Stock eyed the angular makings of Thrasher, and the glowing components. Either he was a fashionable neutral or an Avacon. Luckily Stock landed in a friendly place, so they were likely to help him. Stock: Have you guys seen anybody that looked like me, but brown? His name is Short and he's my...Twin? Y-yeah...Twin...
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Mar 23, 2015 15:53:22 GMT
Auto-Tom: Well, at least we know that. And I know what you mean, I have to deal with Shawn on a regular basis. And another sparkling? Primus....
Tom vented and put his gun away. If that sparkling would attack, he didn't doubt that he could take him on anyways. He put his wrist close to his visor.
Auto-Tom: ::We have a PST in the delta sector. He also claims to have a twin somewhere. Send out some fliers to look for it.::
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Post by Thrasher on Mar 23, 2015 16:10:13 GMT
Thrasher looked around, scanning the sky for any smoke plumes or signs of another pod anywhere nearby. His pupils dialated and became more catlike as he did so, focusing intently on the air. He hoped to use this situation to his advantage and gain even more points amongst the Autobots. If they could trust him, he could gather information and hide amongst them until the Axiom came online again. Until then he would have to work hard to pretend he shared their points of view, and hoped that Airwatcher was not yet discovered.
What happened to cause you to come here in a pod, Stock? He asked, wondering where the sparkling came from.
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Post by Short Stack on Mar 23, 2015 16:20:48 GMT
Stock thought about that. He thought long and hard. Axel sent him off the Ark for fear he would be hurt... That was when he was still...with Short. He stayed in stasis and then he panicked and he lost Short... Stock: Fear... My father feared for my safety and launched me in a pod so I wouldn't get hurt. It was a special pod, that...er... Stock didn't want to tell Thrasher about what he and Short could do, since he feared Thrasher, well, more than Stock usually feared things. Avacons killed people, and this one had a change of heart? Not unheard of, but unlikely. Either way Stock didn't have a choice in trusting him, but he'd still keep his power a secret. Stock: Syncs to my nervous system... In a way... Stock began to sweat. Maybe Thrasher was nice...
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Mar 23, 2015 20:58:13 GMT
Tom stood by and watched. Thrasher seemed like he was capable of handling this. Meanwhile, a couple of fliers went soaring through the sky.
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Post by Thrasher on Mar 24, 2015 16:17:31 GMT
Unable to find anything, Thrasher turns back to the sparkling and lays a servo on it's shoulder. Ejection from the Ark is questionable, meaning his family might have something to hide. Thrasher would make note of this and keep it in mind whenever he made dealings with them. He had no intentions of ignoring details that didn't make much sense, especially when twins were the subject, twins always had something special...
I'm afraid I can't see any signs that your brother is around here, Stock...
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Post by Short Stack on Mar 24, 2015 16:23:09 GMT
Stock freezes up when Thrasher laid a servos on his shoulder. Bad touch. BAD TOUCH. Stock had an issue with physical contact, mainly due to paranoia. He shook the feeling off and looked to Thrasher. Stock: M-makes sense. We split high in the atmosphere. No idea where he is... Could be anywhere on the continent, and maybe beyond.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Mar 24, 2015 16:43:05 GMT
The fliers continued to search the area but couldn't find any trace of the missing sparkling. They kept searching though, in case they maybe would be able to find something.
Tom on the other hand just watched the two mechs and waited for reports to come in from the fliers. Some news about a break in had reached him which also meant thqt the doors were probably sealed off. Great, because there was no better time than right now to get stuck outside.....
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Post by Thrasher on Mar 25, 2015 3:25:04 GMT
Thrasher nodded to Stock, looking around again and noting the sun was beginning to set. He removed his servo from Stock's shoulder and straightened his posture a bit before stepping around a bit, examining the escape pod. The design was basic, nothing fancy or special from what Thrasher could tell. The story behind the child's arrival was still strange and didn't quite ring true to Thrasher.
I believe we should turn in, night will be upon us soon. Thrasher said, waving a servo to the setting sun and the sky that began to shift to pinks and oranges.
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Post by Short Stack on Mar 25, 2015 13:20:33 GMT
Stock saw Thrasher look at the pod, but he didn't seem to notice anything special about it, aside from the fact it was a half-sphere. Whew. Stock hoped he wasn't suspicious. Stock: Alright, where exactly should we recharge? Stock had to be careful. If anybody scanned his vital organs before he got to Short, bad things might happen.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Mar 25, 2015 15:36:41 GMT
Auto-Tom: Uhm guys.... We have a small issue. The entrance is closed down, probably some security check but we can't go indise. So... We are stuck out here.
He walked over to the other and looked from Thrasher to Stock and then back again. Something seemed a bit odd but since Thrasher seemed to get along nice with the sparkling he assumed that he was an ok mech.
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Post by Thrasher on Mar 25, 2015 16:25:46 GMT
Thrasher grunted slightly, staring at the Autotrooper as it deliviered the news. There were multiple ways they could deal with the situation, though none of them preferrable to being able to simply enter the base and recharge in there. He considered converting some of the surroundings, potentially even the escape pod, into makeshift shelter for the night. Though he considered the fact that the others might disagree, and decided to hold back for the moment.
Have you any suggestions for our predicament?
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Post by Short Stack on Mar 25, 2015 16:33:57 GMT
Stock didn't know if Thrasher was talking to him or not, but he didn't care.
Stock: We could jurryrig my escape pod. It has a bed, but only for someone my size.
Stock lied through his dentas, the be fit anyone, as it could shift to grow longer, but Stock didn't trust Tom or Thrasher, but he really didn't trust anyone.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Mar 26, 2015 4:00:11 GMT
Auto-Tom: Well, i don't need to recharge right now. But I guess we could use your pod.
Tom was a bit skeptical himself but since he had the standard autotrooper look, it didn't show very much. Hopefully the base would be able to access soon so that they could go inside. That would be much better than being out here.
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Post by Detective Ulti on Mar 26, 2015 18:05:31 GMT
Exiting the ark onto the mountains, was Dashside, following a small sparkling. "You're sure he's this way?" The femme asked, speaking to the sparkling leading her.
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Post by Short Stack on Mar 26, 2015 18:18:59 GMT
Short looked to Dashiside and nodded. Short: He's definitely here. I'm sure of i- Short was cut off when his optics rested on Stock, who was staring right back at him, with a giant grin on his face. Short sprinted to Stock and tackled him in an aggressive hug. Stock: You goofball! Both of the sparkling's frames began to glow, and the began to merge. A yellow sparkling the tiniest bit taller took their place, standing up and looking at Dashside. Shortstock: Thank you.
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Post by Detective Ulti on Mar 26, 2015 18:25:56 GMT
Dashside chased after the young mech, quickly grinding to a halt as both of them collided and merged. She looked in awe at the new being for a few seconds, before speaking up. "You're welcome?"
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Post by Short Stack on Mar 26, 2015 18:38:12 GMT
Shortstock realized that Dashside was likely confused.
I'm a fusion of Short and Stock, and they can't be apart for long without getting weak, since they only have half a spark. I'm Shortstock. Thanks a bunch for helping us get back together. Shortstock smiled and turned to Thrasher and Tom. You both were also great helps.
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Post by Detective Ulti on Mar 26, 2015 18:51:38 GMT
"Makes sense, and you're welcome. Again." She replied, smiling. "Well I'm gonna go back. Seeya soon Shortstock." And with that, she noded at him and left back into the autobot base.
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