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robothell2015-02-18 12:29 pm
loyaltyandhonor) wrote in robothell2015-02-18 12:29 pm
[OPEN]
Who: Dreadwing & YOU
Where: Nautica's crash site; Camp Decepticon
When: After Nautica & Tarn are beat up by Megatron
What: Dreadwing finds Nautica's wrench & later works on his explosives hobby
Warnings: Melodrama
FOR ANYONE
Dreadwing had been spying on the Autobot Clinic. It was a prime target if they needed to make a strike against the Autobots, not to mention a stockpile of supplies that would benefit the Decepticons, since Spinister's attempt at thievery proved unsuccessful. With a more strategic plan, with more information on who staffed the clinic, they could undoubtedly pull off greater success storming the building as a group.
There was however, one problem with his plan, and that was the increased activity after Tarn's frankly overzealous run in the white sword wielding Autobot.
He was about to give up his position to avoid being caught by the agitated Autobots when he overheard an interesting bit of news that none of the other Decepticons in his band knew about. That Megatron had attacked an autobot. The little purple autobot he'd run into earlier scavenging for parts, specifically. It stood to reason she had been on the trail of something useful, a lead Dreadwing was more than happy to follow up on.
By air it hadn't taken long for him to locate where she had been attacked, and thankfully Megatron had long since abandoned the site. Dreadwing landed next to the hole in the building, picking his way through the rubble on the off chance the autobot had dropped anything useful.
Like the surprisingly high tech wrench she had when they first met, and was lying on the ground amongst the rest of the debris waiting to be picked up.
FOR THE CONS
Since Tarn's recent defeat at the hands of the autobot Megatron, the air about the Decepticon base had been noticeably more tense than usual. With one of the strongest amongst them incapacitated, Dreadwing had been sticking closer to their current headquarters, but there was only so much that could be done at this point without risking an attack from the Autobots, or even Starscream and Megatron, who were no doubt prowling around.
With little else to keep him occupied, Dreadwing had claimed a space in one of the larger rooms for weapons maintenance. It was a routine that he found relaxing and productive, and had already dismantled and cleaned his laser cannon and polished his sword. At this point the workbench was covered in wiring and tools, building control modules for explosives to pass the time, each more elaborate than the last. The piece he was currently working on was turning into an increasingly complex arrangement of trick wires and dummy leads as he worked, stopping occasionally to switch tools or dig through his pile of salvaged parts.
Where: Nautica's crash site; Camp Decepticon
When: After Nautica & Tarn are beat up by Megatron
What: Dreadwing finds Nautica's wrench & later works on his explosives hobby
Warnings: Melodrama
FOR ANYONE
Dreadwing had been spying on the Autobot Clinic. It was a prime target if they needed to make a strike against the Autobots, not to mention a stockpile of supplies that would benefit the Decepticons, since Spinister's attempt at thievery proved unsuccessful. With a more strategic plan, with more information on who staffed the clinic, they could undoubtedly pull off greater success storming the building as a group.
There was however, one problem with his plan, and that was the increased activity after Tarn's frankly overzealous run in the white sword wielding Autobot.
He was about to give up his position to avoid being caught by the agitated Autobots when he overheard an interesting bit of news that none of the other Decepticons in his band knew about. That Megatron had attacked an autobot. The little purple autobot he'd run into earlier scavenging for parts, specifically. It stood to reason she had been on the trail of something useful, a lead Dreadwing was more than happy to follow up on.
By air it hadn't taken long for him to locate where she had been attacked, and thankfully Megatron had long since abandoned the site. Dreadwing landed next to the hole in the building, picking his way through the rubble on the off chance the autobot had dropped anything useful.
Like the surprisingly high tech wrench she had when they first met, and was lying on the ground amongst the rest of the debris waiting to be picked up.
FOR THE CONS
Since Tarn's recent defeat at the hands of the autobot Megatron, the air about the Decepticon base had been noticeably more tense than usual. With one of the strongest amongst them incapacitated, Dreadwing had been sticking closer to their current headquarters, but there was only so much that could be done at this point without risking an attack from the Autobots, or even Starscream and Megatron, who were no doubt prowling around.
With little else to keep him occupied, Dreadwing had claimed a space in one of the larger rooms for weapons maintenance. It was a routine that he found relaxing and productive, and had already dismantled and cleaned his laser cannon and polished his sword. At this point the workbench was covered in wiring and tools, building control modules for explosives to pass the time, each more elaborate than the last. The piece he was currently working on was turning into an increasingly complex arrangement of trick wires and dummy leads as he worked, stopping occasionally to switch tools or dig through his pile of salvaged parts.