Wheeljack (
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re_alignment2014-03-26 01:45 pm
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[Wheeljack wasn't one to question things, really. But when something goes wrong in his world, there's -usually- repurcussions for said thing that went wrong. So...you can see the confusion when he opens up the feed. He's SOMEWHERE in Solus's temple--the lack of indents and scorch marks are a key sign that it's not his room--eyebrow perked.]
So uh...can you guys do me a favour and just watch this for me?
[Before you can even give an answer, he sets the Link back slightly, giving a full shot of him. Grabbing a grenade.
And pulling the pin--PLEASE NO WHEELJACK.
He sets it a few feet away, folding his arms. And...well, like it should, it detonates. Smoke billows through the whole room, the walls once untouched by scorch are now charred black, and the Link may have bounced a little from the impact.
But...Wheeljack walks out of it, and aside from scorch to match the walls, looks relatively unharmed.]
That's not normal. I'm good but I'm not -that- good.
[Well no shit, Wheeljack.]
So uh...can you guys do me a favour and just watch this for me?
[Before you can even give an answer, he sets the Link back slightly, giving a full shot of him. Grabbing a grenade.
And pulling the pin--PLEASE NO WHEELJACK.
He sets it a few feet away, folding his arms. And...well, like it should, it detonates. Smoke billows through the whole room, the walls once untouched by scorch are now charred black, and the Link may have bounced a little from the impact.
But...Wheeljack walks out of it, and aside from scorch to match the walls, looks relatively unharmed.]
That's not normal. I'm good but I'm not -that- good.
[Well no shit, Wheeljack.]
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sure is a Thunder spell striking a safe distance in front of WJ. call him sparky huh...
but at least he's grinning. ]
I feel pretty awful too.
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Let you keep your toys in bed with ya too?
[A hand reaches over, pinching some blanket between his index finger and thumb, pulling it up over his head.]
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Gotta practice something while I'm stuck here.
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sparking.
[Yeah, that's what he's calling it. Because magic is stupid and no one believes in it.]
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[ snickering. even when sick, you can't beat this kid down. ]
Besides. I like never leave.
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Hey, before ya got stuck here no one asked ya to shack up here.
[a playful point at the kids chest.]
That's your brilliant idea.
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Ugh...
[ rubbing at face. ]
No... That was pretty much Knock Out too.
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What'd I tell ya, don't listen to the Doc.
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[ what's with you guys and being against something like trust? ]
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Just sayin' he might paint your face or somethin'.
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Probably fair, you know. I've gotten my gross hands on his paint job and stuff.
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[Coming from the person who sports dinghy white because he never takes a bath.]
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For him it's usually the end of the world.
....You're not gonna blow yourself up more are you?
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Nah, I think once is enough of a demonstration, don't ya think?
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Can't say I have kid. What, they shoot...puppies?
[Someone doesn't know what a puppy is.]
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No?
We're talkin' about puppies.
[You idiot.]
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[ crossing arms and just silently judging. ]
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Wasn't too social, if ya catch my drift. Spent more time alone than chattin' with the locals.
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My stay on that marble wasn't exactly gonna be permanent.
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More like I had things to do. Like a war to fight.
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