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 Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 5:49 pm
Well, in about five seconds flat Blues had gone from escape to flat on his a** on the ground.
DAMNIT.
Ears flat, the General took the offered hand and got back to his feet. He mumbled something at Magnet (it was likely rather rude), and murmured his thanks to Splash...
But he still seemed to be trying to slide out the door.
Yes, Splash, it could in fact kill him to be social.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 6:10 pm
Magnet took Bubble's offered hand and stood. "Thanks and you're welcome. I got them from that machine myself you know~" the robot master grinned, quite proud he'd stolen all those e-tanks from right under Wily's giant mustache (never mind that the e-tank machines are actually free in the tower).
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A sniper marched woodenly into the room, carrying a soundboard and escorted by a large and rather terrifying robot dragon. Joe glanced around nervously at the gathered robot masters from beneath his helmeted disguise. How did he keep getting into these situations? He hadn't even started snooping around when this giant dragon bot comes up and bellows at him to follow. What was he even supposed to be doing here?? And what was this big board thing with all the dials?
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 6:43 pm
Splash gave Blues a look, then launched full into lecture. "General Blues, you really need to socialize. As a leader, it is your duty to make insure your soldiers know that you are there watching them, and make sure they stay a cohesive fighting force, which requires your presence. We put time an effort into this, and the least you could do is stay for an hour," She berated. Immediately she regretted having been so harsh. "We have presents for you," she added softly.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 6:48 pm
Bubble nods after helping Magnet get to his feet. He gives a nod of welcome to Magma when the other enters with the Sniper. He then pouts a bit as Blues still seemed intent on escaping, then he hops over and picks up a wrapped box he'd brought in with him, holding it up so Blues could see it. "Why don't you come sit over here and open this up?" He asks, jiggling the box slightly so the bright red and silver ribbons flailed around. Yes, the spot he was trying to get Blues to move to was further into the room. Away from the door and the escape the other was trying for. But he was pretty sure Blues would like this present. Maybe even stick around for the rest of the party.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 7:35 pm
Well obviously you were the DJ for their esteemed General's Welcome Home party Joe. Sheesh, get with the program. Dragoon had barked orders the entire way here, and even now was herding him to his table. Though he spared a moment to nod respectfully to the others, Magma Dragoon was much more interested in keeping this particular Sniper on track.
All at once, several things happened that made Blues reconsider his plan of escape.
For one....well he was pretty sure that was Joe that just got escorted in. How in the hell did that guy keep turning up?!?!
His ears flattened back as Splash lectured him. She had a damn good point...but he still didn't like it and he was also quite certain that some sort of mental harm could in fact come from him having to be social.
Then there was Bubble, and the fact he was jingling a box around that had some very bright colored ribbons on top. Ears perked back up at the sight of that.
A present? ....For him?
....Well maybe he could stay for a bit.
Blues moved, this time heading further -into- the room rather than retreating out the door.
"Alright alright..I'm...sorry It's not that I'm ungrateful or anything..."
He just really didn't know how to handle this sort of situation. Battle? Yes! Sure, that was easy. A party full of bots set up to honor him? ...Nope, not a clue how to deal with that.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 7:49 pm
Aaannndd Bubble seemed totally unimpressed, caring more about stupid pixie boy's attempted escape than the fact that magnet had just used his awesome powers to get them all drinks. Snorting, the robot master stomped off to mingle.
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Joe swiftly followed Magma's directions, desperately hoping this dragon didn't breathe fire. He could just imagine himself walking a bit too slowly and getting his tail burned off. Arriving at the table, he set the sound board down and hesitantly glanced at Magma for further instruction.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 3:45 pm
Taking a good look at the once fleeing general, Pluto finally realized--- holy s**t....were those wings!? Forgetting that he had reattached his own leg not even ten minutes ago and should have been in pain, and also that Quick was supporting him, the feline-like bot immediately pushed away and headed towards Blues because screw everything else, look at those wings! Tiny, cute little pixie wings. He moved himself into the conversation the others seemed to be having, manners losing out to cat-like curiosity (which reminded him, Bubble had a box, he wanted the ribbons). "General, I see you got an upgrade~" He purred, mesmerized by the wings, and the tinier bots changes. He poked at them with his...nub, right. He switched to his right arm, amazed when it went right through the little wings. He certainly had missed a bit.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 4:03 pm
Splash moved to so Blues could have a seat. She then turned to Magma Dragoon and the sniper he had escorted into the room. There was that smell again....what was it? She ignored the strange scent. "Hello Magma, I see you have brought one of the snipers to act as a DJ. Thank you," She then turned a picked up a box off the table.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 7:52 pm
Bubble sighs as Magnet stomps off. He really wasn't sure what the other bot was expecting him to do. The E-Tank vending machines were free for them, after all. He watches Magma and the Sniper for a moment as Blues makes his way further into the room. Once Blues was close enough, Bubble grins and hands him the present. He'd picked the hammock up awhile ago during the big group shopping trip. He frowns at Pluto as the other comes up and he notices that... the other has more than just a leg on wrong. He's missing an arm? Just WHAT had the other bot been doing to get that kind of damage? Bubble wasn't really surprised at Blues' wings showing up again, since he'd gotten a glimpse of them when Blues was running around like he was on some sort of speed upgrade during that battle with the rebels that had taken him. "Hope you like it." He says, motioning for Blues to tear open the wrapping.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:29 pm
Oh, this dragon most certainly -could- breathe fire..and if you didn't start up the music soon he'd be breathing it on your butt soldier!
Dragoon just stared -hard- at the Sniper and motioned for him to, you know, do his damn job and start DJing! Though he did give a respectful nod to Splash. He...was just trying to look intimidating right now. ...And was doing a damn good job of it.
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Blues jumped a bit when Pluto suddenly purred by him. Damnit. Had his wings turned back on?!?! Ugh..he'd figure them out eventually.
For now, they fluttered erratically, lighting up the general's back and anyone who came near them.
"...I did, yes. Still rather unsure what -use- those are. Besides them and the fur I'm the same however."
Which...was good, he really didn't want to be changed too much. Or...at all. He was learning to deal with the changes though.
"...Pluto, are...you alright?"
Blues looked rather concerned at the other's state...and though he really wanted to open this box he did take a moment to look the catbot over. What the hell had happened???
While he waited for Pluto to respond, he went about opening this box. Hell, he even let the cat have some of the ribbons while he dug in to see what the present was. ....A hammock? This was PERFECT! He had just recently moved out of his room and taken up permanent residence in Forte's room, and while the bed (or Forte himself) was rather comfortable it never hurt to have something else to lay on. The general actually grinned at Bubble. It was quite rare to see him so happy!
"Like it? It's great, thank you Bubble! I'll have to set it up later tonight and try it out."
...And then he wondered if he'd end up with Forte climbing into it with him. Oh boy...
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:50 pm
Realizing quickly that he was expected to do something with the board, Joe looked at it again. A plug? Okay he could figure that part out at least. Plugging the machine into the wall, he smiled a bit and looked up at the intimidating dragon once more. Okay...he clearly wasn't impressed by that. Joe began fiddling with the machine. A moment or two of tense knob turning and switch flicking, he managed to turn it on. The discs on top began to spin and lights lit up but nothing else seemed to happen. A quick glance at Magma told Joe he was still missing something. The rebel cast around desperately, searching for the answer. Then he spotted the speakers and a cord leading towards the table. Maybe that'd work? Kneeling in front of the speakers, Joe retrieved the cord and plugged it into the back of the board. Music blasted out of the speakers, startling the young rebel. He fell backwards on his butt and quickly scrambled back. s**t! What the hell?!
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:53 pm
Splash waited politely for Blues to finish opening his present from Bubble before handing him the present she had prepared. She had reasoned something he could use would be a better disguise for his jaunt's around the City, so she had taken great pains to find him a new cloak. The sudden music caught her completely off guard. "What in Poseidon's name?!" she exclaimed almost dropping the box.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 3:56 pm
Ribbon! YES! Pluto took the ribbon, happily ripping it, he absentmindedly answered (and possibly just ignoring the concern). " Was going out to help the others, ran into some trouble. I lost my arm, somewhere and just put my leg back on." He looked over at the generals gift, a hammock? Well, the guy was odd, and the fabric looked ripp---no, no he would not, being destroyed was not a plan he had anytime soon. He made to comment on the hammock, when the speakers suddenly coming on took him by surprise, and he let out a pained yowl, covering his ears.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 4:01 pm
Quick sighed, stupid little kitten. He shook his head before setting the tall box he had in his other hand on a clear spot in the table. The male was...well...quick in his set up of a small stack of plates. He looked back speaking, "Well, while these losers got you material things...I made you a cake we can eat." he uncovered the two cakes, both in Blues' colors. A slightly smaller one was set aside with the note card: "Just For Magma" set in it. Quick learned from the last party they had. Magma could and would eat a whole cake. The orange bot looked over at the 8ft bot, "OI!!!! Big guy!!! This is yours...don't touch the other one that's for all of us!"
He finished setting it all up and then leaned on the table next to it with a smile, "Don't worry....its safe." he then pulled out a small booklet, "...and this is a signed document that for the next five years. Neither Pluto or myself will prank you. So, if you are pranked....I will gladly assist in helping you capture the prankster."
At the sudden blast of sound the orange bot flinched before turning to look at the Sniper...wait...that one looked real familiar....
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 3:53 pm
Blues' gaze was shifting all over, not that anyone could really tell thanks to his dark sunglasses. He was a bit twitchy...it was easy for the usually aloof bot to feel overwhelmed by others being around him, and for the moment he was just struggling to keep up with what was going on.
For instance, he growled as Joe finally found a way to turn the sound on. Little blue ears pinned back in annoyance until Magma reached over and adjusted the volume. ...Magma -also- smacked Joe upside the head, but that was alright by Blues. He deserved it.
To Pluto's answer he didn't seem all that amused. One shouldn't be so nonchalant about losing -limbs-, and Blues certainly hoped the cat was taking care of himself. Yes, he wasn't one to lecture about that sort of thing, but he would do it anyway. Thus was the way of their stubborn General.
To Splash and her gift, he gave a large grin. Ah, yes! A new cloak was a fantastic gift, and this one was pretty damn nice. He gave his thanks to the motherly bot, trying on the cloak and finding it was a perfect fit.
And finally, to Quick, he just...stared at the cake a moment and actually laughed at the gift. Honest to goodness laughter from the serious bot.
"Well, I am quite thankful to be prank free for -quite- some time. Thank you, all of you."
..But then he stared as Magma stomped his way over and quickly dug into the cake that was all his own. Some bots. . .
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