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Post by Cutlass on Nov 10, 2009 6:24:02 GMT -5
The orange motorcycle was parked in one of the parking spots near the beach. Normally, this wouldn't be too much of a surprise, particularly as Cutlass didn't often live up to Decepticon expectations. Truly, the only reason he had joined the Decepticon cause was that he believed Megatron was going to revive Cybertron. He hadn't yet seen it, but he still clung to that false hope. He didn't have any other reason to remain in service, and he didn't have any other reason to fight, which he hated.
Truly, Cutlass's resolve in the matter of his loyalties had been shaken. That kid the Decepticons had some time back, had managed to tell Cutlass the truths he already knew were evident. He was still trying to deny himself what those sentences meant. For the first time, Cutlass was questioning where his loyalties should have been lain. He had chosen to come here, as such to get his processor away from the turmoil.
He was using a holoform, but it was out on the beach. It wasn't neccessary, but Cutllass didn't need to let down his guard to do so. The damage from where that Autobot had attacked him was fixed, but Cutlass still remembered how the robot attacked while he was training. His holoform was really just walking down the beach, dressed in nothing more than the swim trunks many others wore. It didn't really appear very powerful, but it would do if it was mugged, but that was distant from his mind.
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Post by Wheelie on Nov 14, 2009 22:57:11 GMT -5
Wheelie wasn't used to using his holoform that often (as he was usually able to slip past most humans unnoticed due to his size), but this was one of the few times. In his small alt. mode, the holoform followed behind him as if to control the blue RC truck. The ex-Decepticon didn't often get too troubled or have alot on hid mind, but today was just one of those days where he wanted to be out and about. Maybe to have a little alone time, maybe to steal some glances at some chicks, who knew?
Nevertheless, he was absently wandering about. Rolling past the orange motorcycle, he had his processor and thoughts elsewhere. Stopping for a moment or two, his holoform clearly shown what had caught his attention- a group of rather attractive women in their bikinis walking by, a mischievious little chuckle escaping him before he continued to drive forwards.
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Post by Cutlass on Nov 14, 2009 23:32:57 GMT -5
The motorcycle snapped out of his reverie to examine the toy truck and person walking by. He had never seen that happening. Eh, he'd just have to follow along discreetly and see what was up with that vehicle. He'd never seen one that small, and as such assumed it was different than a normal one, but not necessarily a Cybertronian. He directed his holoform to change its own path across the beach.
Not taking too long, his holoform spotted the two. Having his holoform pretend not to be paying attention, he observed the 'human' who seemed to be watching those females. He had done a little research, so it wasn't all that surprising. Of course, he needed a closer look, so he had his holoform walking in the exact direction of those two, trying to get it to intersect the path the toy truck was taking.
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Post by Wheelie on Nov 14, 2009 23:49:18 GMT -5
Upon almost running into someone's feet alonge his path, Wheelie stopped and backed up a little, his holoform blankly staring at the person who had stepped in front of them. After a moment or two, the holoform's face seemed to show agitation. "Yeah, can I help you there, pal?" His high-pitched annoying voice questioned irritatedly, seemingly coming from the false human hologram.
As Wheelie was brought out of his own thoughts, he noticed a nearby Decepticon energy signal. This, of course, made him even more wary and cautious- the "human's" expression now wearing a suspicious glare. "Who are ya?" Wheelie asked, trying not to show any of the intimidation he was feeling or the nervousness that was flowing through his circuits.
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Post by Cutlass on Nov 15, 2009 0:00:23 GMT -5
Oh, sorry about that. Evidently the human was in charge of the truck. That must have made it either a spy vehicle, or some type of toy. Cutlass forced the holoform to step out of their path. People tend to call me weak, pathetic, or Chicken. He didn't know of what human names were usually like, so he just settled for a number of his usual nicknames. The wind picked up, and Cutlass wasn't used to using his holoform, so he lost it for a second. He panicked. Who're you?
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Post by Wheelie on Nov 15, 2009 0:09:49 GMT -5
The hologram gave a small, nonchalant shrug. "Eh, don't worry 'bout it." He assured the stranger, having no reason to get particularly angered by him. At least yet, anyway. Turning his head to the side a bit in confusion, he wondered why he was called those names. It didn't sound like anyone would like to be called that, or choose to be adressed that way. He was about to say something else, when the "human" seemed to flicker as the wind became a little stronger. Frowning for a moment, he looked around to see if there was anyone within ear's distance of them before grinning a little. "Heh, you ain't the only one who ain't a human here, bud. The name's Wheelie." Guessing that this stranger was an Autobot, he decided to act calmly around him, as Decepticons weren't usually the friendly, talkative type.
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Post by Cutlass on Nov 15, 2009 0:24:14 GMT -5
Cutlass. Faction? That was different. Cutlass calmed down, knowing that this was a robot. That you?That's the only other 'vehicle' I've seen out here today. He had the holoform point down at the toy truck. If this holograph said it was an Autobot, Cutlass wouldn't be able to resist the urge to exclaim something. He didn't know, and hoped he wouldn't need to. His holoform tapped the toy with his feet, wondering if that wasn't Wheelie.
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Post by Wheelie on Nov 15, 2009 0:40:49 GMT -5
"Whaddya think? Y'don't see many Decepticons with their alt. mode as a toy, d'ya?" He stated with a small laugh. "Yeah, that's me...Holoform's bigger than myself..." Wheelie grumbled a bit more upset. When "Cutlass" tapped at him with his foot, he backed up a little once again. "Hey, hey, easy on the bod. If I ain't got this, I got nothin'." He chuckled a little, before looking past the other's holoform to eye another woman. "Heheh...check out the rack on that one." Wheelie muttered, mostly to himself though not really caring if Cutlass heard. "So what's your alt. mode?" He asked curiously.
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Post by Cutlass on Nov 15, 2009 21:43:54 GMT -5
Another Autobot? What, you going to attack me too? Cutlass didn't necessarily like fighting just because he was a Decepticon. He had been training himself when another Autobot decided that he wanted to fight. Then he heard what the other robot was saying. What's wrong with you? That's a human female. A motorcycle. He answered the question the toy put to him right after asking his own question. This Autobot was strange so far. He didn't seem like any Autobot Cutlass had ever met, and all those had been on the battlefield.
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Post by Wheelie on Nov 15, 2009 22:00:29 GMT -5
Wheelie's hologram stared wide-eyed at Cutlass upon realizing that he wasn't an Autobot. "Y-you mean you're a Decepticon?!" He shrieked in alarm. "I...no, I ain't gonna attack...I don't even have weapons...you aren't gonna attack me?" He asked, a little taken aback. However, the hologram's shocked expression changed into a frustrated and insulted one, crossing it's arms in annoyance. "Whatddya mean "What's wrong with me?" There ain't nothin' wrong with checking out the view." Wheelie snickered a little.
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Post by Cutlass on Nov 15, 2009 22:19:05 GMT -5
No, I'm the one Decepticon most Autobots wouldn't be afraid of. I hate fighting and don't bother unless I'm attacked or it's a part of my mission. Why're you so chicken? Cutlass was obviously referring to the fact that Wheelie had become a pretty sporadic wreck when he realized that Cutlass was a Decepticon. He assumed it was the size of this small robot. Eh, it didn't really matter all too much right now. The robot had gotten a little bit more of a traditional tone to his voice and body, apparently angry, at least a little. What wrong with you? What view? It's an organic. An Insect. You want to check out a view check out a real view. Cutlass wasn't sure whether he was referring to the scenery, the environment, not the people, or female mechs. He was leaning more to hoping that he was referring to the scenery. He tended to have moments when he confused himself, not even knowing what he meant.
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Post by Wheelie on Nov 16, 2009 6:50:17 GMT -5
Once again, he was suprised- mostly by finding a Decepticon who didn't like to fight if it wasn't necessary. He was a bit upset to be called 'chicken', though. "Hey, I ain't chicken!" Wheelie piped up defensively. "I just don't like run-ins with 'Cons that can beat me into scrap metal is all. I didn't have any good expriences when I was one of 'em, and I wasn't expecting to now." Wheelie murmered, surprisingly quietly for the usually loud-mouthed Autobot.
Now that sounded more like the Decepticons he was used to: having organics reffered to as "insects". True, he had once had the same point of view on the humans, but the years had taught him otherwise. "They ain't insects, pal." The turncoat said, as if he, himself, had been insulted by that remark. "Organics might be a pain in the ass sometimes, but some of them aren't so bad. And I ain't just talking about the hot ones." Wheelie had to supress another laugh here to make himself seem serious- which he was.
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Post by Cutlass on Nov 22, 2009 13:43:07 GMT -5
The holoform looked at Wheelie. Cutlass looked a little sick. Why would anyone change sides? You had better have had a good reason. True, Cutlass would change sides, but not without a reason. Other than because it was fun, as some Decepticons and Organics seemed to think. He looked at the toy truck. If it didn't have a good reason for betraying the Decepticon cause, then there would be metal scattered across this beach. If Wheelie did, that was another story.
The humans may not be insects, but they are still organic, and are prone to betraying each other, and working in their self-interests, as are many of the most detestable Decepticons. Even if not all of them do so, the large majority of them do. Cutlass had been doing much reading on the human's history as a whole. It was full of war, and multiple accounts of attempted genocide. Yet, there wasn't too much of it, as proposed by the long periods of peace. But, when compared to how long Cybertronians had existed, it was a history overly full of war. But then, they couldn't judge too much. They had been in a civil war themselves for so long. But then, there had been only one, even if it still lasted.
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