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[OPEN] Catch-all Rampage Post
Who: Rampage and ANYBODY
Where: Somewhere inside of the city
When: Some time after the medics get back??
What: Trolling under a bridge
Warnings: Horrible people being horrible and nitro-deer abuse.
[A]
Rampage enjoys hiding under things. He's not entirely certain why, but there's nothing quite so comfortable as huddling up in his beast mode in a dark crevice. It's not exactly the easiest thing to find a hole just his size to hunker down in, but today he's found a perfect shadowy gap under the partial wreckage of a bridge. Just the right sort of place to curl up in and have a nap.
Or ambush someone. It's easy for him to tell when someone with a spark comes near. They tickle at the edge of his senses and pull him into wakefulness so that he can lurk in wait, ready to snap out a massive claw and snatch them up. Just for fun, of course.
The sparkless - the humans and other mechanoids and such - have a much easier time of sneaking up on him.
[B]
Occasionally what Rampage manages to catch whilst lurking under things is a nitro-deer. When he's still and silent for long enough, sometimes herds will wander by, usually slightly on edge as though they can sense something is off but can't quite place what. Their nervousness isn't enough to save them all.
When his claw snaps out to grab one up, the herd scatters, most of them fleeing to safety. But nothing can help the small green creature caught in his grasp. It bleats and beeps and kicks, but Rampage pays it no mind. He reaches out with his other claw tip to gently stroke its head.
Voice low and soothing, he says, "There, there, save your cries, little one. The pain hasn't even begun."
[C] Feel free to ask for starters if you have something in mind!
Where: Somewhere inside of the city
When: Some time after the medics get back??
What: Trolling under a bridge
Warnings: Horrible people being horrible and nitro-deer abuse.
[A]
Rampage enjoys hiding under things. He's not entirely certain why, but there's nothing quite so comfortable as huddling up in his beast mode in a dark crevice. It's not exactly the easiest thing to find a hole just his size to hunker down in, but today he's found a perfect shadowy gap under the partial wreckage of a bridge. Just the right sort of place to curl up in and have a nap.
Or ambush someone. It's easy for him to tell when someone with a spark comes near. They tickle at the edge of his senses and pull him into wakefulness so that he can lurk in wait, ready to snap out a massive claw and snatch them up. Just for fun, of course.
The sparkless - the humans and other mechanoids and such - have a much easier time of sneaking up on him.
[B]
Occasionally what Rampage manages to catch whilst lurking under things is a nitro-deer. When he's still and silent for long enough, sometimes herds will wander by, usually slightly on edge as though they can sense something is off but can't quite place what. Their nervousness isn't enough to save them all.
When his claw snaps out to grab one up, the herd scatters, most of them fleeing to safety. But nothing can help the small green creature caught in his grasp. It bleats and beeps and kicks, but Rampage pays it no mind. He reaches out with his other claw tip to gently stroke its head.
Voice low and soothing, he says, "There, there, save your cries, little one. The pain hasn't even begun."
[C] Feel free to ask for starters if you have something in mind!
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"When rigor morphis sets in the body returns to the preferred shape, you know? Imagine your dead body being some mishmash of arms and legs."
Rampage, meet First Aid's extremely morbid sense of humor.
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"It's almost a shame no one will get to witness the glory of that particular monstrosity," he says.
He appreciates morbidity.
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"Almost. Unprecedented at the very least. I'm glad about that, though. Sometimes it's nice having one less life to save."
So much nasty grime under there. Dirty cleanser patters to the ground beneath Rampage as it runs out of his seams and over his shell. Eventually First Aid hums and pauses to inspect his work. As good as it would get out here.
"You want to let me get beneath you to get your belly?"