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Rung ([personal profile] rungout) wrote in [community profile] re_alignment2013-07-04 09:16 am
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WARNING: there be violence here! In the form of frenzy beating the shit out of Rung. Order of events is Rung made this post then went to see Prowl. Then stopped in at the games to pick up his dragon. Remembered he had something for Kagerou and went to Prima's temple to get it and was jumped.

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[Rung's been pretty busy as of late, keeping to his office as he deals with a lot of stuff that's been going on and working with those that need his help.

But now..he has a few things that he needs to take care of.]


I just wanted to let everyone know that I will not be in my office at all today. If you need me for anything, feel free to contact me via a private comm.

[He smiles a bit sheepishly.]

I figured it might be best to actually get out of my office for a bit.




[LOCKED TO PROWL]

I hope you don't mind but I need to speak with you on a matter and will be stopping by shortly.

[Not that he'd really care all that much if you did mind, Prowl.]
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[personal profile] rednotbluethx 2013-07-10 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah, maaaaan. Frenzy's quiet cackling was cut short by the sudden burst of light at the corner of his optic band. Sharp enough to cause some circuit to glitch, but not enough to blind him. Just enough, however, to dim his vision a notch. Always the damn visor - always! He cursed and drew back, stumbling, angrily swatting at the stupid ball of light.]

The Hell!? Y'think these li'l fraggers are gonna save ya!? [He ducked down, cocked his gun, fired; the blast was not fatal - just like the others - but it was hard hitting as it collided into Rung's chest, like a damn wrecking ball. Frenzy once again swatted at the orbs of light, knocking them aside as he stormed up to Rung, thrusting barrel between his eyes, denting the dermal plating.] Call 'em off!
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[personal profile] rednotbluethx 2013-07-14 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Frenzy snorts and sweeps a thumb under his nose; the little orb of light disappeared, at least. He touches the crack in his visor, curses.] Now ya really pissed me off, Autobot. Fer that, I'm gonna have t'collect penance.

[Frenzy plops down on Rung's lap, hard, still keeping the gun in place between his optics. He smiles again, showing Rung his free hand. Wiggles fingers.] Jus' need one. [Wiggling fingers curl into a fist, and Frenzy busts that window over Rung's spark. Not enough to shatter it, no, but that is most definitely your plating being torn carelessly away from the right side of your chest, buddy, exposing some of your internals.]
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[personal profile] rednotbluethx 2013-07-18 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Frenzy just holds on. Yeehaw! He laughs at Rung's struggle, however.] Aww, ya big baby. It don't hurt that much. [He fishes inside the writhing body, finds the t-cog; Frenzy does a little tinkering to unlatch it instead of rip it out. It might shock Rung's system, shut him down, or worse.]

Aw yeah! [Frenzy holds out the t-cog, admiring it almost.] My friend's gonna love this. [He snickers and makes to get up, but...] Oh, okay, maybe I lied. Maybe I wanna take back a couple things fer myself.

[And then Frenzy proceeds to rip off Rung's browplates.] Souvenirs! [He cackles, holding one brow in each messy hand.]
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[personal profile] rednotbluethx 2013-07-18 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Frenzy takes a moment just to enjoy the... moment.] You should see yer face, doc! Yer optics really go pop without these things. [And then he falls silent, but only for a moment, a slow grin splitting his face.] Heeeey. Speakin' of poppin' optics...

[The Cassetticon goes to reach for Rung's left optic, ready to crush it, but stops. He laughs uproariously.] Nah. Maybe later. [Frenzy climbs off of Rung, subspacing the t-cog and browplates.] Now, what have we learned, Autobutt? [He pauses, as if expecting an answer, only--] Don't be-- [one swift kick to Rung's side] a dirty-- [another swift kick] snitch! [And one last kick before he sighs.] Whimper if I made myself clear, okay?
rednotbluethx: ty to galaxia for the screencap! (I'M AN ICKY ELF)

[action] SORRY THIS IS SO LONG BUT HEY IT'S THE EPILOGUE. WELL, FOR FRENZY.

[personal profile] rednotbluethx 2013-07-21 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Frenzy chuckles, darkly, then takes a deep breath. A happy, content sigh.] Well, looks like yer about t'croak, old mech. We can't let that happen, now can we?

[He goes and finds Rung's comm-device.] Now, which doc shall we call up?

[Frenzy thinks a moment. There's Barricade - but he likes Barricade too much to burden him with Rung. Same with Glit. Then there's that Autobot Tarn hates, but he can't... remember his name, for some reason. Knock Out... As fun as it would be to call the doctor up to deal with this mess and maybe get dirty, he doesn't trust him to do a good job. And if Knock Out doesn't save Rung, then his death still falls on Frenzy's hands...]

Oh! [But then a name pops up and he grins.] Perceptor! The one-eyed geek. I still got his mon-o-cull. He's a doc, right? [And a so-called genius, so... Frenzy quickly punches in a text message:

NEED HELP. EMERGENCY. ATTACKED BY MONSTER IN ROOM. PLEASE. I'M SO SCARED. DYING.

then hits send]

[Frenzy repeats the message to Rung, of course, then--] Oh. Right. [He looks at Rung's... detached arms. And he just sent a text message. He shrugs.] Eh, yer a mind-screwer, you can think of somethin'!

[Frenzy places the commlink next to Rung.] Now, here's what yer gonna do - yer gonna keep yer mouth shut, ya hear? You blabberin' is what gotcha in this mess in the first place, remember? So you make sure you tell yer friends a real good story that don't involve me.

[Frenzy pokes him hard in the chest.] If I get the police knockin' at my door soon, I'm gonna come down harder on you than ever before, an' what yer feelin' right now won't be nothin' compared to the pain I'll put you through. [His visor gives an intimidating red flash before he stands and heads for the door, whistling.]

[Frenzy stops once, turns, and smiles. Gives a wave.] See ya later, Rang. Maybe I'll visit ya in the hospital some time! [And with that, he's gone.]
Edited (how do the spell thing) 2013-07-21 23:57 (UTC)
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[personal profile] gunfondlingbattlestat 2013-07-22 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[It's the first time that Perceptor has returned to Haven since the Games, having just dropped a load of human food supplies scavenged from the Wastes off at the bar - though he'd had to hide nearby for a while to wait for a moment when no one had been there to catch him at it. He's still not ready to deal with anyone, and especially not... not them, which is why he'd been staying beyond com range during the trip Out. He's skulking back toward the edges of Haven, trying to keep out of sight, when the text message arrives.]

Rung?!

[He's never heard Rung admit that he's scared like that before, not even as Rung had been recovering from being nearly killed aboard the Lost Light.]

I'm on my way!

[Could something have followed him back from the Wastes? What sort of monster could have gotten into Rung's office? Perceptor curses to himself as he transforms and guns his engine to get there as quickly as he can. It still takes him too long to arrive, and his cursing has become audible by the time he pelts to the door and shoves it open.]

[The carnage... stuns him for a moment.]

RUNG!

[But only a moment, and then he's dropping to Rung's side, crimping off torn lines, and doing everything he can to stabilize the shredded psychiatrist before his spark can flicker out.]
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[personal profile] gunfondlingbattlestat 2013-07-23 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
I've called for additional medical staff, Rung.

[Perceptor keeps his voice low and soothing, if brisk as he works quickly.]

Stay with me.

[He disables what pain sensors he can as he works, though some... seem to be mangled beyond function, and will require more specific medical intervention to give Rung much relief.]

The others will be here, soon.

[Even if time seems to have stopped... at least outside. It's crawling by at a glacial pace as far as he is concerned, though Rung's fluids are leaking out frighteningly quickly. Until he crimps the last oozing line, that is.]

Someone is preparing Medical for us.

[Even if no one has said that they are, he has faith that it will be ready by the time they get there. It has to be.]

You're going to be all right.

[Or else.]