[Video] - dated at about 10pm or so, Sunday night
[Setting: a side street. The camera immediately points to Slipstream, lying unconscious next to one of the infamous black spindles. Terrorsaur speaks, but doesn't show himself.]
I found her like this. Some may think I'm...uninformed, but I know what's happened to her! What possessed her to actually fall for such a ridiculous ploy eludes me, but I also know how to undo it.
[Slowly approaches her as he continues.] A "prince" is supposed to awaken her, correct? One who will one day rise to power...it's only fitting.
[The device begins to descend. Terrorsaur places it on the ground next to Slipstream. Once he gets into position, only their torsos are visible. One can see that his left arm is in a cast and sling. His upper body dips towards hers and stays that way for a moment. Suddenly, Slipstream's knee connects solidly with his groin. He lets out a pained, high-pitched squawk and falls over (away from the device).]
[Slipstream stands, thus moving out of the camera's view.] SLAG-SUCKING SCRAPHEAP! BIT-BRAINED GOOD-FOR-NOTHING, CAN'T TELL YOUR WASTE OUTLET FROM A HOLE IN THE GROUND! I OUGHT TO TAKE YOU APART ONE RUSTY SCREW AT A TIME! THROW YOURSELF IN A SMELTER, YOU MALFUNCTIONING FRAGGER!
[She then flies away. After a moment, Terrorsaur rolls towards the device. At last, the partly healed bruise around his right eye is visible. His voice is considerably higher than normal.] That...that didn't go...
...so well.
((OOC: Done with Zen's permission. Slipstream's obscenities are in Cybertronian. Tags will come tomorrow/will probably be a little slow.))
I found her like this. Some may think I'm...uninformed, but I know what's happened to her! What possessed her to actually fall for such a ridiculous ploy eludes me, but I also know how to undo it.
[Slowly approaches her as he continues.] A "prince" is supposed to awaken her, correct? One who will one day rise to power...it's only fitting.
[The device begins to descend. Terrorsaur places it on the ground next to Slipstream. Once he gets into position, only their torsos are visible. One can see that his left arm is in a cast and sling. His upper body dips towards hers and stays that way for a moment. Suddenly, Slipstream's knee connects solidly with his groin. He lets out a pained, high-pitched squawk and falls over (away from the device).]
[Slipstream stands, thus moving out of the camera's view.] SLAG-SUCKING SCRAPHEAP! BIT-BRAINED GOOD-FOR-NOTHING, CAN'T TELL YOUR WASTE OUTLET FROM A HOLE IN THE GROUND! I OUGHT TO TAKE YOU APART ONE RUSTY SCREW AT A TIME! THROW YOURSELF IN A SMELTER, YOU MALFUNCTIONING FRAGGER!
[She then flies away. After a moment, Terrorsaur rolls towards the device. At last, the partly healed bruise around his right eye is visible. His voice is considerably higher than normal.] That...that didn't go...
...so well.
((OOC: Done with Zen's permission. Slipstream's obscenities are in Cybertronian. Tags will come tomorrow/will probably be a little slow.))