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thisavrou_log2016-07-19 10:49 pm
harderfasterwrecker) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-07-19 10:49 pm
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I want it all and I want it right now
Who:The idiot robots brigade of the Moira and their rescuers.
When: During the kidnapping adventure
Where:One very large compound owned by a very rich jerk.
What: So it turns out, this guy likes Robots.And so it was easier to do their drama like this than try and make a mess all over the event log.
Warnings:Same as the event log. Talks of all sorts of things like murder, forced captivity, sex things, really really bad attempts at understanding organic sexual practices. All sorts of things.
To no one's great surprise, the Cybertronian's ended up in trouble. One very particular buyer, a one Mr. Yaj O'nel, saw the collective on the markets and snatched them all up one after another until both Decepticons and Autobots were housed under his roof with various other mechanisms and slaves.
He was the sort to have all sorts of transports in his garages and so the possibility of living ones was obviously....quiet attractive. Mostly to deal with their very large sizes, they were shoved into a similar area, and they were all forced to deal with each other, much to the distain of all involved, though they were all much less fond of their captor and his various helpers, for once having something of a common enemy.
Due to his particular likes and dislikes, both flyers had been assigned to other tasks, one to sport and one to basic labor while the two grounders and the boat were assigned to more questionable pursuits. Of course, they were quite confused about the nature of such things because organics are gross and do gross things and really all of their knowledge came from a strange mash up of nature documentaries and twentieth century daytime TV, neither being particularly effective at explaining.
Eventually, at least, someone was probably going to be able to follow the lead to where the bots were to come and get them, but until then...Well.
They're just going to have to wait it out.
When: During the kidnapping adventure
Where:One very large compound owned by a very rich jerk.
What: So it turns out, this guy likes Robots.
Warnings:Same as the event log. Talks of all sorts of things like murder, forced captivity, sex things, really really bad attempts at understanding organic sexual practices. All sorts of things.
To no one's great surprise, the Cybertronian's ended up in trouble. One very particular buyer, a one Mr. Yaj O'nel, saw the collective on the markets and snatched them all up one after another until both Decepticons and Autobots were housed under his roof with various other mechanisms and slaves.
He was the sort to have all sorts of transports in his garages and so the possibility of living ones was obviously....quiet attractive. Mostly to deal with their very large sizes, they were shoved into a similar area, and they were all forced to deal with each other, much to the distain of all involved, though they were all much less fond of their captor and his various helpers, for once having something of a common enemy.
Due to his particular likes and dislikes, both flyers had been assigned to other tasks, one to sport and one to basic labor while the two grounders and the boat were assigned to more questionable pursuits. Of course, they were quite confused about the nature of such things because organics are gross and do gross things and really all of their knowledge came from a strange mash up of nature documentaries and twentieth century daytime TV, neither being particularly effective at explaining.
Eventually, at least, someone was probably going to be able to follow the lead to where the bots were to come and get them, but until then...Well.
They're just going to have to wait it out.
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Hey, the pain is usually not as bad if you're not tensed up. You didn't need that warning, tough guy.
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Did you at least bend it right?
[Whirl cycles his optic on and off again because that made his tanks roll. Frag.]