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Who: EVERYONE'S FAVOURITE PRIME [looks at smudged writing on hand] sandal pineapple
What: robohoboventures, the robot adventures of the hobo robot
Where: city + crater
When: grunts
Warnings: uhhh mild mention of robot spaghetti. sentinel. just sentinel being a miserable fuck in general
a. (backdated to just after idw op's return and after the first rehab session) city.
Sentinel's not entirely sure why he went back to where he'd fought Megatron. He'd tried to rationalise it to himself by saying he wants to see if he can find any misc pieces of... himself that hadn't been grabbed. Maybe part of him had hope that his T-Cog would be there, even though he knows, realistically, there's no way that it would be.
Gruesome though it may be, the giant mech doesn't react when he comes across the dark purple stain on the ground and across the closest wall, expression remaining flat and disinterested (as usual). It doesn't take long to look through the room for any thing that might be of use - just like how he used to do sweeps for any evidence left after a Senate ordered 'clean up.' Nothing, save for a few spent shells. Sentinel's really not sure what he expected.
As he walks out, he happens to look up and catch sight of a beam that could've changed the outcome of the fight if he'd even bothered to look before blindly attacking. Sentinel vents heavily, strides out of danger range... then blasts it six times with his remaining wrist guns. It didn't make him feel any better, bringing it down, but no-one else will be getting in there without a good amount of effort. Stupid fragging miner.
b. crater.
Why would he go to the crater? Why would anyone go to the crater? The point was, no-one did.
One of the few things Sentinel has found he enjoys in this god damned horrible shitworld is the echoing of the occasional rock falling off the side of the crater. He'd never admit it to anyone, of course. He's supposed to be a joyless prick of a robot, not bowling rocks and watching them bounce down to the bottom and almost smiling at the loud clattering. It's the little things, he supposes. Better to throw things around than do what he actually wants to.
Making a racket and smashing stuff probably isn't the best idea but on some level he misses being able to mindlessly destroy things.
Sentinel never claimed to be a particularly deep Cybertronian.
c. CUT THE BRAKES, WILDCARD
HMU if u want a specific starter, i'm down for just about anything!!
What: robohoboventures, the robot adventures of the hobo robot
Where: city + crater
When: grunts
Warnings: uhhh mild mention of robot spaghetti. sentinel. just sentinel being a miserable fuck in general
a. (backdated to just after idw op's return and after the first rehab session) city.
Sentinel's not entirely sure why he went back to where he'd fought Megatron. He'd tried to rationalise it to himself by saying he wants to see if he can find any misc pieces of... himself that hadn't been grabbed. Maybe part of him had hope that his T-Cog would be there, even though he knows, realistically, there's no way that it would be.
Gruesome though it may be, the giant mech doesn't react when he comes across the dark purple stain on the ground and across the closest wall, expression remaining flat and disinterested (as usual). It doesn't take long to look through the room for any thing that might be of use - just like how he used to do sweeps for any evidence left after a Senate ordered 'clean up.' Nothing, save for a few spent shells. Sentinel's really not sure what he expected.
As he walks out, he happens to look up and catch sight of a beam that could've changed the outcome of the fight if he'd even bothered to look before blindly attacking. Sentinel vents heavily, strides out of danger range... then blasts it six times with his remaining wrist guns. It didn't make him feel any better, bringing it down, but no-one else will be getting in there without a good amount of effort. Stupid fragging miner.
b. crater.
Why would he go to the crater? Why would anyone go to the crater? The point was, no-one did.
One of the few things Sentinel has found he enjoys in this god damned horrible shitworld is the echoing of the occasional rock falling off the side of the crater. He'd never admit it to anyone, of course. He's supposed to be a joyless prick of a robot, not bowling rocks and watching them bounce down to the bottom and almost smiling at the loud clattering. It's the little things, he supposes. Better to throw things around than do what he actually wants to.
Making a racket and smashing stuff probably isn't the best idea but on some level he misses being able to mindlessly destroy things.
Sentinel never claimed to be a particularly deep Cybertronian.
c. CUT THE BRAKES, WILDCARD
HMU if u want a specific starter, i'm down for just about anything!!
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"Me neither."
He's not lying either.
"hi i'm grump" "and i'm even grumper"
"You wouldn't have mentioned it if you didn't."
Either that or Megatron is rubbing off on Impactor in more ways than one. It's mildly annoying to know he's trying to rally Decepticons again.
"and we're the gold grumps"
"...Nnnnngh."
That's true. Megatron has been rubbing off on him in some ways. More than he'd like to admit. If only because it'd mean he'd gotten soft for him.
"What's it to you, anyway."
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"You were going to try and fight me."
Dumbass.
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So yeah, Megatron has been rubbing off on him.
"Wouldn't look too good anyway. I work in the medibay."
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"You. In the medibay."
A hand goes up to his face, squeezing the bridge of his nose. What the fuck happened, man.
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But First Aid and Megatron had both insisted, the former more earnest than he honestly expected. And if it helped Megatron's own self esteem to have a friend there, he'd certainly try.
Megatron wanted him to find his own path anyway. He wasn't sure if this was the right one, but he'd give it a shot.
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Alas, Sentinel doesn't know Megatron's choices. Probably for the best.
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SICK BURN.
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He waves a hand dismissively, "Take it up with Optimus or Megatron. They're the ones who decided to leave me in a state of repair."
You know, instead of just blowing his brains out. It's really quite obnoxious of them.
"Or," he pipes up again, "or, perhaps all the," he puts both hands up to his chest, making a cupping motion, "larger mechs who don't happen to be dying should stay out an area with limited space."
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"I'm working there. Some people can't make a living on using others as stepping stones."
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"But we all have to do something."
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"Then you don't have to worry about making a living."
A pause.
"Give me progress report on the medibay."
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"Why should I? I'm just a nurse practitioner. Go talk it up with the head of the medical bay."
Now he's just being stubborn for the heck of it.
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"And what? You can't even ask the most simple question of them? I helped build that medibay," he's not actually lying! "I can damn well expand it if needs be."
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"Wait--" And slowly, almost iceberg slow, a smile cracks on the edge of his lips before he bursts out laughing.
"YOU???"
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"Yes." He says, through gritted teeth. "You clearly have a highly incorrect understanding of the situation we've all been forced into and the sacrifices we've had to make."
The sacrifices I've had to make, more like. Though, to be fair, Sentinel really truly did not mind helping out. It did save his life, after all.
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"Did you seriously just say that I don't know what it's like to live off of nothing and make sacrifices?"
Sentinel, he's literally going to bite at your face. He hasn't had his shots, either.
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"No. I said that because you're making stupid assumptions again."
Christ bro he's not physically incapable of doing anything
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"Then stop assuming I don't know the stakes in this either. It's just back home you didn't really put yourself out, so forgive me if I'm not a believer."
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He snorts obnoxiously, "I'll let it slide this once."
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Asshole.
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Best friends forever.
"Look. You want to fight, I want to fight. No one even has to know."
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tell me if u dont want to go this way
never
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