Karrie (Vandal) Norton (
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re_alignment2013-03-13 07:50 pm
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[Video]
[ Some of you may recognize Vandal. But something seems different. The fact that she's standing over her own house maybe. Her own... destroyed house. And that she's now a Cybertronian mech. She looks generally like she normally would wearing her RIG, but now she's got some extra kibble and a faceplate covering her mouth, visor glowing brightly. ]
CHECK THIS OUT! Holy crap! Finally a random happenstance in my favor!
Just look at this! This is damn incredible! I'm not sure what I turn into, but DAMN!
Oh man, I hope this lasts! Sorry for everyone who's kinda got the bum end of this deal, but wow. WOW.
... Definitely got stuck in my own trailer though. That thing is toast. But I DON'T EVEN CARE! I'M A CYBERTRONIAN!
Woooooooooo!
[ She pumps a fist into the air and the feed cuts. ]
CHECK THIS OUT! Holy crap! Finally a random happenstance in my favor!
Just look at this! This is damn incredible! I'm not sure what I turn into, but DAMN!
Oh man, I hope this lasts! Sorry for everyone who's kinda got the bum end of this deal, but wow. WOW.
... Definitely got stuck in my own trailer though. That thing is toast. But I DON'T EVEN CARE! I'M A CYBERTRONIAN!
Woooooooooo!
[ She pumps a fist into the air and the feed cuts. ]
[text, soon to be action.]
[To eat.]
I will see in person.
[text, soon to be action.]
Yeah? You need me to work on that grappling hook again?
[text, soon to be action.]
Coming now.
[Now that he's got the scent. You've a strong enough spark, it didn't take him long.]
[text, soon to be action.]
[ That's weird... ]
[text, soon to be action.]
Stay
[It won't be immediate, but there'd be a distant sort of skittering noise...and a strange floating object on the horizon approaching fast.]
[Action]
Skids...?
[Action]
Vandal.
[The translator still picks up its voice, despite that its hideously warped and staticy beyond recognition.]
...mine.
[And then he's there, and it's going to be pouncing straight at you.]
[Action]
[ Oh yeah. She's going to start swinging. She really wishes she could find out if she had any weapons... ]
[Action]
It's me.
[He hisses, his mouth drawing back in a gaping smirk. This was Vandal. He knew her. It was enough for him to pause--but that pause was enough for her to swing and catch him straight in the jaw. It doesn't stop him, though, and a tentacle snakes forth to try and wrap around her arm. If he's going to do any coaxing, the subject needs to be restrained.]
[Action]
[ Oh no. No no no. He looks so damn much like one of those fucking monsters, screaming, mutilated corpses, running at her, stumbling in that grotesque way-
Make Us Whole, KarrieChop off their limbs. Sever the limbs. Just sever them and run they stop moving that way.
The tentacle snaking around her arm seems to snap her out of the fact that she was frozen there for a minute. Abruptly she reaches forward, winding the tentacle around her wrist and grabbing it further up. Her other hand swings down with the intention of ripping it off. ]
Fuck FUCK FUCK YOU, PIECE OF SHIT!
[Action]
[Skids isn't expecting this sort of retaliation. He isn't expecting much at all, when he can move like lightning without touching the ground.]
[Speed is not in his favor at this moment, however. It can't be, when he's wrapped onto something and when it grabs back, and in trying to dislodge himself while she pulled something ripped free.
This pain was new.
It was new, and fresh, and horrifying, and as he leapt backwards from Vandal, oily sludge dripping from the severed tentacle, he howled in anguish and in rage.]
...!
[This time, it doesn't translate. A moment later...Skids disappears.]