I was built for war too, so you can shove that excuse up your arse. [he sniffs.] Seems to me like this is just a bunch of scrap you need to believe to feel better about yourself.
Riptide, I have to ask this as a commander to an overly large Shipformer myself.
Are they all stupid? Or is it just the two I've met? Because I can't possibly see what you can get out of a relationship with Optimus!? You don't have the processor to understand how to deal with a mech like him. Maybe you just like standing next to and being a servant for someone smarter than you. Like my Tidal Wave is.
[ He'll wear this one down till he gives up this stupid friendship with Optimus. This is a rare opportunity for the Antlered Megatron. He can't waste it like he has for too long.]
[riptide was willing to leave this, but-- mm, that last part. maybe dying to getaway saying the same stuff to him did Something to his brain, but it just activates some kind of immediate fight response in him. he's up and leaving his room before he's even thinking about what he's doing.]
[riptide isn't in the hall! at least, not in front of megatron. the moment he sees the smaller antler'd decepticon, riptide sprints towards him and jumps up to rugby tackle him to the ground.
he does not hesitate to pull his pistol and shoot antlers under the chin repeatedly.]
[ Antlers is pushed into the ground and grinds metal. Screeching loud the floor to his chest. Then Shouts painfully as he's shot. ]
You giant process glitched CREATIN!
[ Megatron pushes himself quickly off the ground, he's not letting this bastard get the best of him. Though he's bleeding out energon and fluids bad. ]
You came-- to me! So jealous! That one guy was giving me attention! [he tries to grab the cannon and twist it back, but megatron is a megatron and a lot stronger, despite the size difference.] You don't even own a room on this ship!
YOU'RE SO JEALOUS! [the punch connects and riptide stumbles back, then immediately jumps back on antlers to slam his head into the floor repeatedly. unfortunately... this does also mean he's holding the antlers.] I'M GONNA GO MAKE OUT WITH PRIME AND MAYBE PROPOSE TO HIM!
[ Megatron says nothing. But the trickling warm of the Antlers themselves is barely enough warming for the full blast of electricity coursing through it.
[he doesn't expect the zap, he doesn't know megatron's abilities. he'd kind of thought the cannon would be the surprise one.
the strong electrical current slams into his entire body, frying and burning out far too many of his systems for him to stay conscious for much longer. he only manages to let go when the current is cut off, smoking and charred almost comically.]
Haha... you're gonna bleed out... because an MTO shot you... [and then the flops down face first.]
[Megatron doesn't get to enjoy his victory over Riptide, because someone else flies into his back with an enormous amount of force, driving him away from Riptide's body. Slipstream, glowing faintly blue and her optics filled with angry determination, transforms and, using the momentum from her flight, slams her feet into Megatron's back, kicking him down into ground with enough force to send him through the floor.
[ Megatron crashing through the floor, manages to use the last of his fighting strength to turn his cannon around. Hoping to fire back at Slip, but instead, he coughs up fluid hitting the floor faster than he realized.
Disappointing. I really want nothing more than to rip your head off, but this is hardly a fair fight, is it?
[The much smaller Decepticon walks up Megatron's back, kneels down, and takes a hold of one of Megatron's antlers.]
I'll just take one of these as a prize.
[And, with surprising ease, she snaps off one of Megatron's antlers. She considers leaving him there to bleed out, but something tells her that she should bring him to the medbay if she doesn't intend to kill him outright.
She sighs, and picks him up with surprising ease, and is just about to fly upwards to go get Riptide, when Riptide's lifeless body falls next to her with a loud clunk.
Oh, that's way more convenient! She grabs hold of Riptide's limp arm and begins dragging them both towards the Medbay.]
[ There's a gurgling sound from Antlers as he's dragged along the floor. Energon smeared down the floor. Yeah, he's feeling dazed and light-headed. It's a miracle he's lasted this long.
[riptide groans, coming to. he doesn't stop himself being dragged nor does he do do anything other than stare at the slowly moving ceiling with half-blown out optics.]
Megatron? Are you dragging me back to your nest? [he groans again, kicking a foot then letting it fall.] Too tired to do anything about it. Whatever! I'm still gonna... kiss Prime...
[Slipstream admits, being perfectly okay for once. She attempts to pull both large bots into the medbay at the same time, but their combined bulk gets them both caught in the door, smashed up against each other. Slipstream scowls and tries to pull at them, hoping something would dislodge.
Turns out that something is the sides of the medbay doors, which eventually give way as Riptide and Megatron are finally yanked through it.
Happy with her problem solving she drags them further into the medbay.]
[ There's a terrible gurgled grunt as his body is forced through the medbay. He does not whine, but ooooh how he wishes to. But that would show weakness and he's done so good to keep alive all up to this point.
And to prove he is not an easy kill, pushes himself off the floor, letting Riptide fall off him and his throat spills more. He spits out a gunk and falls back down. ]
[Ratchet makes an outraged noise when she pulls them straight through the doors, hobbling over as quickly as he can.]
Careful, please! For goodness' sake--just help me get them on slabs.
[He startles as Megatron sits up, cursing as he collapses again immediately. Ratchet drops on his knee to the floor and starts patching the major lines in his neck, his optics pale.]
You stop talking until I get some of this closed up. If you aren't already dead, I want to keep it that way.
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Are they all stupid? Or is it just the two I've met? Because I can't possibly see what you can get out of a relationship with Optimus!? You don't have the processor to understand how to deal with a mech like him. Maybe you just like standing next to and being a servant for someone smarter than you. Like my Tidal Wave is.
[ He'll wear this one down till he gives up this stupid friendship with Optimus. This is a rare opportunity for the Antlered Megatron. He can't waste it like he has for too long.]
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You sound like you're projecting.
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Moi? Perhaps you have a working brain after all if you can piece such a strong case together. Good boy, do you want a treat?
Maybe a kiss from the Prime.
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[ He turns down the hall to Riptide's room. ]
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[riptide isn't in the hall! at least, not in front of megatron. the moment he sees the smaller antler'd decepticon, riptide sprints towards him and jumps up to rugby tackle him to the ground.
he does not hesitate to pull his pistol and shoot antlers under the chin repeatedly.]
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You giant process glitched CREATIN!
[ Megatron pushes himself quickly off the ground, he's not letting this bastard get the best of him. Though he's bleeding out energon and fluids bad. ]
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I, the sack of slag? ME!? No! I am your KING!
Your life means nothing to me! I own it! I own everything!!! [ The cannon begins to charge. ]
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Though Megatron does throw a punch. ]
SILENCE!
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And the Tyrant King only grins. ]
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the strong electrical current slams into his entire body, frying and burning out far too many of his systems for him to stay conscious for much longer. he only manages to let go when the current is cut off, smoking and charred almost comically.]
Haha... you're gonna bleed out... because an MTO shot you... [and then the flops down face first.]
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She follows him down, landing on his back.]
Round Three.
[She huffs, cracking her knuckles.]
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He lays there on his face. ]
Don't.. I yeild...
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instead he joins the party several decks below because the slant of the broken metal caught his body.
he lands on antlers with a CLONK.]
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[The much smaller Decepticon walks up Megatron's back, kneels down, and takes a hold of one of Megatron's antlers.]
I'll just take one of these as a prize.
[And, with surprising ease, she snaps off one of Megatron's antlers. She considers leaving him there to bleed out, but something tells her that she should bring him to the medbay if she doesn't intend to kill him outright.
She sighs, and picks him up with surprising ease, and is just about to fly upwards to go get Riptide, when Riptide's lifeless body falls next to her with a loud clunk.
Oh, that's way more convenient! She grabs hold of Riptide's limp arm and begins dragging them both towards the Medbay.]
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What the fuck is he even made out of. ]
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Megatron? Are you dragging me back to your nest? [he groans again, kicking a foot then letting it fall.] Too tired to do anything about it. Whatever! I'm still gonna... kiss Prime...
[he zonks out again.]
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What the hell happened here? [At least Slipstream isn't the one he has to repair, for once.]
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[Slipstream admits, being perfectly okay for once. She attempts to pull both large bots into the medbay at the same time, but their combined bulk gets them both caught in the door, smashed up against each other. Slipstream scowls and tries to pull at them, hoping something would dislodge.
Turns out that something is the sides of the medbay doors, which eventually give way as Riptide and Megatron are finally yanked through it.
Happy with her problem solving she drags them further into the medbay.]
Mostly found them like this, to be honest.
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And to prove he is not an easy kill, pushes himself off the floor, letting Riptide fall off him and his throat spills more. He spits out a gunk and falls back down. ]
No..t... dead... yet....
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Careful, please! For goodness' sake--just help me get them on slabs.
[He startles as Megatron sits up, cursing as he collapses again immediately. Ratchet drops on his knee to the floor and starts patching the major lines in his neck, his optics pale.]
You stop talking until I get some of this closed up. If you aren't already dead, I want to keep it that way.
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