Rocket Raccoon (
furryfarkinfiend) wrote in
re_alignment2012-10-04 08:05 am
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[For a moment after the camera clicks on there's nothing. No movement, no sound, just the view of what seems like an otherwise empty room as the camera sits perched on something--the bed maybe? After a brief bout of silence the sound of something moving around can be heard, an object being repositioned, and then a pair of ears would appear followed by a pair of red eyes surrounded by black, mask like markings. The eyes narrow as the ears flick then fall back, the individual staring at the camera before straightening up further, letting himself be in almost full view of the camera. Rocket's glare keeps up, the raccoon clutching one of his laser pistols in his hand as his tail snaps furiously back and forth, the irritation the furball is feeling quite clear as he outright sneers now, a chittering noise rumbling up out of his throat.]
I don't know what kind of farkin' joke this is, but someone other than some robotic worshiper needs to tell me what's going on before I start tearing this place apart. That thing was going on about me falling through some bloody hole in the sky and being separated from my world or whatever the fark it said--I don't care. Wouldn't be the worst thing that's ever happened to me so I want to know where I can find a ship.
[He waves the laser pistol at the screen a bit, tail snapping to the left sharply as his ears press flatter to his head.]
Mutt, Pete buddy, Groot--if any of you can hear me, I can't get my passport to work--
[Rocket motions to the bracelet cuff on his left wrist, practically sneering at it as he shakes his arm around a bit.]
Thing's farkin' useless here. I'll get back one way or another.
[His focus returns to the camera and he glares, pointing the laser pistol at it slightly.]
And if this is some bloody trick by those morons at the UCT, you can farkin' bet I'm going to tear this place apart--even those damn Cardinals of yours! 'I believe I can win'--go to bloody hell you worthless saps!
[The raccoon holsters his laser pistol, it's mate tucked away on his other side as he sends one last glare at the camera before hopping down off his perch, muttering angrily about churches and cults.]
I don't know what kind of farkin' joke this is, but someone other than some robotic worshiper needs to tell me what's going on before I start tearing this place apart. That thing was going on about me falling through some bloody hole in the sky and being separated from my world or whatever the fark it said--I don't care. Wouldn't be the worst thing that's ever happened to me so I want to know where I can find a ship.
[He waves the laser pistol at the screen a bit, tail snapping to the left sharply as his ears press flatter to his head.]
Mutt, Pete buddy, Groot--if any of you can hear me, I can't get my passport to work--
[Rocket motions to the bracelet cuff on his left wrist, practically sneering at it as he shakes his arm around a bit.]
Thing's farkin' useless here. I'll get back one way or another.
[His focus returns to the camera and he glares, pointing the laser pistol at it slightly.]
And if this is some bloody trick by those morons at the UCT, you can farkin' bet I'm going to tear this place apart--even those damn Cardinals of yours! 'I believe I can win'--go to bloody hell you worthless saps!
[The raccoon holsters his laser pistol, it's mate tucked away on his other side as he sends one last glare at the camera before hopping down off his perch, muttering angrily about churches and cults.]

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[At least he's not a robot...?
He blinks a few times before finally deciding to ask something that's been on his mind.]
And what the heck's a farkin?
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A space ship. Not a bloody sea fairing ship! Why would I want a ship to sail the seas when clearly it's easier to travel by bloody space ship?!
[That same chittering sound escapes him as he glares at the camera a bit, ears flicking in an almost interested way at the appearance of the other but he doesn't recognize him as a half-worlder so the interest fades pretty quickly.]
A swear word. Don't use it. Bad for your sanity.
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Gaaaaah!! I-It's too late! I already said it!
[He's like a little kid, you aren't supposed to say swear words. He can't help but feel like he's in huge trouble now, and it shows as he flails his arms like a moron.]
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....You done yet?
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[What is he even looking at? Jetfire can't exactly keep from shaking his helm in consternation, but that's all the reaction that shows. And well, he's seen Teddie around, but still.
This is obviously... um. An (talking) Earth animal?]
There's no joke, and unfortunately, even if there were any ships available... breaking beyond orbit is impossible currently [and he'd know, since he's tried] and further, you wouldn't still be able to fly home as this reality is an alternate one to yours.
None of us here, except the Firstforged and their Acolytes, are of this universe.
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That's all well and good but it's not the first time I've been through a crack in time or met people from other universes. Where there's a will there's a way and I'll bloody find it, you can bet your metal ass I will.
[His tail twitches behind him and his eyes narrow as he peers at the feed.]
You Kree made?
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You or someone else, or several someones, if we find something workable to use and work together with. Part of the issue would be that any technology will have to be built from the bottom up, and since we lack any sort of basic machinery to treat, convert or otherwise handle the raw materials that are easily available...
[It'll take time, is what it will take, and not just will. Unfortunately.]
... Kree? [Jetfire automatically shakes his helm, a slight huff accompanying the unfamiliar word. Or proper name of a species, probably.] Whatever that species is, no.
Cybertronians aren't "made" by any but ourselves.
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However, being trigger happy will hardly solve anything. So, just... Keep that pistol in its holster.
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[maybe the firstforged will turn you into a cat! awesome.]
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in all seriousness we dont get many folks around here who arent giant metal assholes
nice to see somebody whos flesh
as for your crew i aint seen em
sorry dude
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Whatever you were told is the truth: we are stuck here for now.
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[Definitely not. He's glaring still, fur bristling a bit as his tail lashes.]
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The situation isn't preferable, but it is livable.
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No thanks, kid.
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Oh, right... Well see you.
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It was kinda cool.
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It was pretty farkin' awesome if I do say so myself. So was blasting it's head off.
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You look a bit like a turbofox but all squishy what SORT of organic are you?
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[His ears twitch irritably and he glares at the bot on the screen.]
I'm a raccoon, you farkin' fool. And yes, organic. Not a robot like you.
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[Ah, cute!]
A raccoon? I've never heard of that specie before. Youarereallycute.
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