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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Aug 14, 2015 20:07:01 GMT
*Targix widens his optics and jumps to hide behind Navi.*
Primus almighty, they've gone and unleashed the beast!!!
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Post by TG-GriefAura || TG-Summoner on Aug 14, 2015 23:48:29 GMT
Grief's optic widened as he watched Midna enter the room. The floating blue orb above his helm chirped a few times, darting excitedly from one side to the other as she tried figuring out just how to react to Midna's sudden and unexpected outburst of an arrival. After his orange optic had taken the necessary adjustments to Midna's vivid green paint job, settling into a duller shade of sunset orange, Grief became aware that his intake was hanging open slightly- shutting it immediately.
"Midna," he started, sounding just about as shocked as he both looked and felt. "Nice to see you here... and grown." It was only a few moments before that he was scolding one of the younger mechs around about taking the time to chat when System's life was on the line, and here he was betraying his own claims, unintentionally falling into the same shortcoming. Summoner, still chirping quietly to herself and darting, to and fro, back and forth, was still struggling to find the proper reaction; she'd heard stories of Watch and Grief's adventures, and GriefAura hadn't neglected to mention Midna's role in every single one of them. To say the least, to a clueless navigational AI like Summoner, Midna was practically an idol.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 15, 2015 17:26:04 GMT
Watch walked up to Midna, standing between her and Helix both as he held onto Midna's shoulders with his broken hands, trying to keep her in place.
Midna, Helix, both of you calm down, okay? System is plugged in to the Ramshell. The Rammy currently has just enough power to sustain a spark and processor. He isn't dying anymore, alright? He's inside the ship right now. In fact, he should be coming online soon.
Navi, meanwhile, spread her arms to protect Targix as he darted behind her, watching the situation.
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Post by Midna on Aug 15, 2015 17:35:42 GMT
SORTED!?! ANOTHER MEMBER OF MY IMMEDIATE FAMILY GETS PUT ON DEATH ROW AND THAT'S CONSIDERED SORTED!?!
Midna yelled at Helix, before listening to Watch. She struggled to get out of his grasp, which wasn't hard considering his state, before pausing at his words. She looked around him to see System's spark and processor plugged into the ship, then she looked back at Watch. Her optics started to water.
...y-you plugged him in to the Ramshell...?
She leaped forward and hugged him, sobbing into his shoulder.
Thank you, dad. I'm sorry for getting upset...
She pulled away from Watch and tried to calm down her crying, before she went up to Helix and kneeled down to his wolf mode, hugging him too.
I'm sorry for yelling at you honey, you know I adore you.
She gave him a light kiss on the nose, before standing. She looked around and smiled a bit, wiping her tears.
Hello everyone. Sorry about all that...
She then turned and saw Grief, her optics widening.
Grief, is that you? By Primus, it's been so long!
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Post by Helix and Midna on Aug 15, 2015 17:41:28 GMT
*The screen nearby blinks and an upload bar comes up at 80% finished. System was nearly done. Helix whines and wags his wolf tail.*
"Its ok sweetheart."
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Aug 15, 2015 17:46:08 GMT
*Targix peered his head out of from behind Navi.*
I think I sprang an oil leak....
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Post by TG-GriefAura || TG-Summoner on Aug 15, 2015 23:26:06 GMT
Seeing the strange, open display of affection by Midna, Grief was taken aback. He hadn't realized that the AI Watch had made would be capable of... this. Having a family, feeling deep emotions- was that lubricant leaking from her optics? Not only that, but it escaped him as to whether or not he'd seen any reproductive functions on the designs for Midna's chassis when they'd been building it. Watchman hadn't added it in afterward to live some sick, twisted fantasy, had he...? The thought amused Grief, even if he knew it was about as far from the truth as possible. Maybe, just maybe, AI could advance on their own somehow. He wasn't really an expert on that area of science, though; Watchman was. He wouldn't question Midna's new persona, but that didn't mean it would exactly be easy to get used to.
Crossing his arms, Grief huffed, nodding once as he let out a deep vent of air, and a long, sharp whistle. "You've grown," Grief repeated, letting his optic wander briefly where it probably shouldn't have. "In more ways than one, I see." He chuckled dryly, and a whistle that sounded like what a question mark would have if it could be voiced came from Nav as she fluttered annoyingly close to Grief's faceplates. His optic frizzed a few times, struggling to adjust to the quick and sudden vibrant blue glow of the small AI's holographic images. He unfolded his arms, and then leaned his weight to his left side.
Then, all at once, the overbearing importance of his mission came crashing down on him, and his face turned stern once again. He turned as though to leave, calling back to Midna.
"Watch said there's one more prototype chassis from your project in some quadrant out in space. I need to go grab it. I'll be takin' a shuttle Watch had prepped for this, so I'm sure you can all hold down the fort here..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 15, 2015 23:52:58 GMT
Yes Midna, I did.
He smiled a bit and hugged Midna back. He then turned to Grief and chuckled a bit.
Hey, watch it Grief. That's my daughter.
He then got a serious look upon hearing Grief and nodded.
Yes, go ahead and get going.
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Post by Midna on Aug 16, 2015 0:02:34 GMT
Midna smiled at Grief, before raising an optic ridge and crossing her arms, covering her chest in the process, and not unintentionally doing so.
Hey, optics are up here, old mech.
She grinned and then laughed a bit, before looking between them when Grief mentioned going into space.
Wait...are you serious? That would take too long! We don't have time for that!
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Post by TG-GriefAura || TG-Summoner on Aug 16, 2015 1:05:23 GMT
Grief was perfectly content to leave then and there, and find comfort in the silent serenity of the void of space. Instead, he was greeted with an excuse not to go by none other than his, Watchman's, and Baku's creation. Grief huffed out a vent, shoving his servos into side compartments and using them as pockets. Closing his optic for a brief moment, he opened it only a couple of seconds after to turn around and look at Midna. Then, turning to Baku, he shrugged.
"Guess I won't be needing any help. I ain't goin' anywhere," he answered the Dinobot. He'd probably have ignored the question entirely if he hadn't been slowed down, and consequentially stopped, by Midna. "Shame, too," he mused, "You coulda given me directions." His last statement was directed at Summoner, whom he glanced up at and flashed a humble smile. No one would see it, but she happily smiled back, not quite recognizing the words with all the hustle and noise of the room, but understanding the facial expression's meaning perfectly fine.
"What do you need me to do, then?" Grief asked both at Watchman and his daughter, the smile fading from his faceplates as the gravity of their circumstances returned to him. "We don't have another Midna prototype to work with, so where's mine and Baku's base structure? We can't exactly whip up a fraggin' chassis from the scrap lyin' around here."
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Post by Baku on Aug 16, 2015 1:15:03 GMT
Baku nodded to Grief before looking to Watchman.
He's right, you know. All I've got back at my base are the used bodies of dead convicts and criminals that just happened to cross my path... Parts and pieces, but not enough to make a full body basis unless you want a Franken-bot's monster...
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Post by Helix and Midna on Aug 16, 2015 7:15:53 GMT
*Helix growls at Grief and bares his long and scary teeth.*
"She's my wife Grief, let those optics wander elsewhere."
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Aug 16, 2015 7:25:37 GMT
*Targix watches Helix, Grief and Watchman. Coming out from behind Navi and standing beside her, the seventeen year old mech sighing deeply.*
At somepoint I really need to learn how to not be such a robo chicken.
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Post by TG-GriefAura || TG-Summoner on Aug 16, 2015 18:56:51 GMT
With a few more excited chirps, it occured to Grief for a moment how unfortunate it was that Summoner apparently couldn't keep up with the conversation of the room; she might have found everyone's jabs at him to be quite humorous, knowing her positive outlook on- well- everything. He scoffed, shaking his helm and trying not to let the small smile rising in the corners of his intake take precedence.
"What the frag's wrong with all of you?" he asked, finding it hard to stop the deep laugh that followed. "'That's my daughter,' 'eyes up here,' 'she's my wife'- for Ryalus' sake, I fraggin' helped Baku and Watch make her, you trinkets!" He looked over to Helix. His tone had been a playful one, not the menacing, serious tone that would have given Helix a reason to fear him. "Fraggin'... Helix, I ain't lookin' at your wife like that. She's young enough to be my great-granddaughter." Single optic blinking once, it was hard for him to tell whether he was winking, or only blinking.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 18, 2015 15:51:05 GMT
Watch laughed for the first time in a long while. It was a strange laugh that was a mix between his usual hearty one, a loud wheeze, and the rattling of his metallic parts. After he finished, he walked up to Grief and put a servo on his shoulder.
Relax Grief, Middy and I are just teasing you. Now, as for the body, as much as it pains me to say this, we're going to need to build one from scratch, just like we did with Midna. We can use some of the metal from the Ramshell to form his body. So, let's get to work everyone. Helix, Midna, you two take Navi and Tatl down to the engine room to try and get this ship running again. The more power, the healthier System will be. Grief, you, Nav, and Targix should get to harvesting some metal from the outside to build with. Baku, you and I are going to stay here and work on building a protection chamber for System's processor and spark since hes very vulnerable right now. Alright, everyone know their jobs?
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Post by Midna on Aug 18, 2015 15:54:10 GMT
Midna smiled and laughed too, before walking up and hugging Grief, whether he liked it or not.
Good to see you, Grief. It's been way too long.
She smiled and then turned to Watch, listening, before nodding and then walking over to Helix.
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Post by Helix and Midna on Aug 18, 2015 20:28:54 GMT
*Helix transforms back into robot mode and nods to Watch, then Midna. He then takes her hand gestures her sisters to follow and they head off to the engine room.*
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Post by Baku on Aug 19, 2015 1:34:09 GMT
Baku chuckled a little at the situation before nodding to Watch, making a sarcastic salute.
Roger that, Watchman!
He would then get to work, looking for anything that would be useful in a spark transfer as well as trying to find a temporary power source for System's processor for the transfer operation to the protection chamber. He would then sigh as everyone was leaving the room, keeping up his work while speaking to Watch.
You know, I'm wondering how long it would have taken you to let me know that you were alive if this issue with your grandson didn't happen...
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Post by Gearchange on Aug 19, 2015 14:13:07 GMT
A groundbridge opens up and Burnout enters, he stood at the mouth of a cave. He waited for the others to exit before he began walking inside. He throws a holo-orb into the air, suddenly the darkness was pierced by the illuminating hovering ball.
As he continued further down he saw what appeared to be a panel up ahead, connected to it was some sort of doorway, sealed tight. He moves the orb close to the wall and begins brushing the dirt away, revealling a small plate.
THE RAMSHELL
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Aug 19, 2015 14:33:40 GMT
*Supernova stepped out of the bridge, unclipping one of her spear pistols from her subspace.*
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