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*warps in, looking pretty pleased with himself* Guess what, Waspy?

*huge grin* Forte! Waspinator is glad to see you! Waspinator has news too...

*notes the use of his name and not 'friend-bot', but doesn't say anything about it* Well, I'll go first then. *smirks* I've got my own place now, not sharing it with anyone.

*still grinning* Is very good news, Friend-bot... *semi-teasing* This mean Waspinator will not get hit with frying pan ever again when Waspinator visits? *giggles*

Hmph. Nope, blondie won't be coming over to MY place anytime soon. Neither will Mega twerp.

Waspinator has two pieces of news.

One is that Waspinator might be staying like this for a while... is.. several reasons, but one is because some of Waspinator's glitches seem to be going away, and Waspinator is not sure if is because of being like this or not. *smiles* Waspinator is remembering names sometimes now... and other things *faint shiver* But... maybe not a bad thing...

*very faint smile, almost nonexistent* You do whatever you want to do, Waspinator. If you want to stay like that, if you want to remember things, then go ahead a be reploid for as long as you want. I'm not gonna tell you what to do.

What was your other piece of new?

Terrorsaur is back! Is ok now... Fell into lava but then fell into Nexus too! Showed up day after Forte was here last. *grinning hugely*

Is out flying now... *looks up at the sky briefly, practically bouncing with anticipation* Waspinator can hardly wait till next storm! *giggles*

*loses the grin on his face, expression becoming closed off and guarded* ...I see. *looks away, staring up at the sky, too* Guess you're happy your friend is back.

*has the feeling he said something wrong, but isn't too sure what, looks to Forte*

Am happy to see you too, fere... *puts a hand on Forte's sholder*

*makes a noncommittal noise that could mean almost anything, but doesn't look at Waspinator* Yeah... glad to see you, too...

Waspinator thought Dactyl-bot was dead... was surprise to find out otherwise...

*quietly, but almost very gently teasing* Is no need to be jealous, Friend-bot... should know by now how Waspinator feels...

*suddenly ducks around Forte and hugs him*

*scowls* I'm not jealous. I'm- *cut off by Waspinator hugging him* *freezes, eyes widening in shock* *stands utterly still, tense, not sure how to handle this situation, not certain he likes this at all* *would normally blast anyone who tried to do what Waspinator is doing right now... but... it's Waspy...*

*slight sniffle* Please don't be upset with Waspinator... *lets go of Forte to rub at his face, mutters to himself* stupid glitch... optics are leaking again... meant to ask Friend-bot about this...

*backs up a step as soon as Waspy lets go, folding his arms and grumbling* I'm not upset with you. I'm... *scowls* Nevermind.

Those are tears. They're for... cleaning your optic sensors. And... *looks uncomfortable* expressing emotions. Usually sadness or hurt, but I'm told people cry sometimes from being happy. *snorts* *finds the whole concept of tears ridiculous, especially 'happy tears'*

*continues to wipe at his face a bit, sighs* Is annoying... didn't happen to Waspinator before being like this... Waspinator should have asked last time this happened, but... Friend-bot was in CR. Waspinator fell asleep and forgot to ask...

*is now looking extremely uncomfortable at the thought of Waspinator crying... over him* Feh. Don't stress over it.

...I'm going back to my place now...

*has managed to stop crying, wiping his face off, looks a trace lost*

Does Forte have to leave..? Waspinator is sorry for being upset...

*shrugs, not meeting Waspy's eyes* Not much else to do, is there?

*fidgets* Waspinator had CR make more targets. Could shoot them.

Was... was going to wait for Dactyl-bot to come back, but... maybe... Forte does not want to meet Terrorsaur yet...

*eyes narrow slightly at the mention of Terrorsaur* ...no. I want to meet him. *wants to meet this bot that Waspy befriended before him, to size him up and...* *will decide what to do from there once he's met Terrorsaur*

Should be back soon... is trying to get used to jet mode... *stifles a snicker and points out a nearby tree which seems to have suffered recent damage to its branches*

Friend-bot want some berries? Waspinator found lots today...

*shakes his head* I don't eat, Waspinator. Stupid waste of time, as far as I'm concerned.

*fidgets* Oh... Waspinator is trying not to, but... was too used to that being only way to recharge for long time.

*sees a shape in the sky that's a bit too large for a bird*

*shrugs* You eat if you want to. I don't care. *follows Waspinator's line of sight and spots the object in the sky* *eyes narrow again*

((new row :) ))

*circles, coming in for a landing, transforms and lands...*

Hey, Waspy... guess what zigged when it should have zagged... *snickers maliciously and pulls a dead goose out of subspace... sees Forte and sends the goose back to subspace storage, crosses arms, frowning slightly.*

So... you're Forte...

*has been watching Terrorsaur through narrowed eyes this whole time, weighing him, judging him* *crosses his arms, too* Yes. And you're Terrorsaur. *just barely refrains from hurling an insult at the other 'bot, conscious of Waspinator's presence*

((Not familiar with the TF universe. Stats, please? Such as height and colors.))

Right... *restrains from saying anything about squishie-lookalike xenomechs... especially since Waspy now IS one...*

*also isn't going to mention that thanks to the 'upgrades' of this mode, he's effectively weaponless at the moment. Except the wing-blades. But doesn't even want to think about the wing-blades.*

Staying for target practice? *is normally a lot more talky, but is a bit uncomfortable about this situation*

((used to be 8 ft tall like Waspy was, transmetal toy mode looked like it might be a smidge taller, maybe 9 ft. Transmetal form was never used in show on account of Terry dying. It's... not asthetically pleasing, something Terrorsaur isn't happy about.... Here's an image, and about the only thing I can think of that I think was changed from the first run is some of that green should be silver... I have no idea why the wrong pic is at the top of that page))

*mouth curves into a smirk* Target practice? Yeah, sure. *wants to see what Terrorsaur is capable of... as well as show the other what he's capable of* Waspy, didn't you say the CR had made some targets?

((Hehe. Thanks. For reference, Forte's roughly 5 feet tall.))

*grinning happily* Yes! Waspinator has whole box of targets! *grabs a box, which is full of a pile of little round metal spheres. He starts to take them out and shake them to activate, sending them to fly all around the surrounding area*

((Imagine the Snitch from HP, but probably not the same color and definately without the goofy wings))

*with a smile* May I join you?

*is curious what that Terrorsaur guy is like, plus she remembers the target-practice game from last time*

*frowns a little as he snatches up a gun left on a table in the cave... doesn't really want anyone else in on this as he's wanting to watch Forte...*

*heads back out of the cave, glances at Forte* Waspinator said you could fly... but you don't look like a flyer...

*smirks* Of course, neither does Waspinator now...

*recalls his armor, flies up to whisper to Steadfast* May not be good this time... Friend-bot and Dactyl-bot only just met... Waspinator is... a bit worried. *faint smile*

*is of a similar opinion as Terrorsaur about anyone else being present for this practice, but sees that Waspinator is dealing with it, so says nothing*

Heh. Appearances can be deceiving. Gospel! *doesn't even look as a purple robotic wolf teleports next to him* Gospel, fuse.

Gospel: *leaps up and attaches himself to Forte's helmet, melting and merging in a flash of light until all that is left is Forte - with wings and a purple and black color scheme*

((How familiar are you with the Megaman universe. Terror-mun?))

*quietly, to Waspinator* I understand. *leaves*

*looks at Forte, almost appraisingly... smirks a bit (as close as he usually gets to a smile)* Nice colorscheme...

*hovers a bit off the ground, looking around to find teh targets* Well, what are we waiting for? *takes off*

*smirks, too, but doesn't respond to the compliment* *takes off, too, arm already morphing into a buster and ready to use to blast the targets out of the sky* *spots a target, takes aim, and lets off a small charge of plasma straight at it*

*BOOM*

*grins, but is already looking for the next target... and keeping a close watch on Terrorsaur*

*removes his gun from the holster he started wearing before recalling armor*

*happily takes off, giggles as he spots a target, shooting a cybervenom dart at it... for a moment, nothing seems to happen... then the target crackles with something green and drops*

*one thing that Terrorsaur doesn't have in common with Forte is that he relies more on speed and accuracy than he does on power... the explosions aren't nearly as impressive when he hits a target, but he takes out two of the little drones in rapid succession...*

*takes note of Terrorsaur's speed and precision... and his relative lack of power* *grins and fires off a round of rapid-fire at a couple of targets that happen to be hovering near each other, bent on showing that he has speed, too, if he chooses to use it (although it's often at the cost of some of his accuracy)*

*is just happy, giggling a bit to himself or occasionally humming as he finds targets to shoot*

*by this point is seriously trying to show off... but is hindered by the unfamiliar new design. Cusses quietly to himself in Cybertronian when his turns and dives to hit targets don't turn out quite as well as he'd expected...*

*snickers to himself at Terrorsaur's less than graceful moves and attacks* Hey, Dactyl-bot! *deliberately using the name Waspy often used when talking about Terrorsaur* Hold still! *sends a ball of plasma whizzing past Terrorsaur's head, destroying a target a few feet behind the other bot*

*surprised sqawk* Hey! *ducks out of the way, then sees the target that was being aimed for...*

Oh yeah? Two can play that game... *fires past one of Forte's wings to hit another of the targets*

*smiles a bit at their 'playing', stays out of the way of the semi-friendly-fire and shoots down another target*

*was fully expecting that, given that he started it, so simply smirks and glides in the opposite direction to make sure that Terrorsaur's shot doesn't accidentally hit him*

Hey, Waspy, how many of these things are there, anyway? *blasts another target to pieces*

Waspinator had twenty... should not be many left now...

*dives suddenly, spotting a low-flying target*

Then let's see who can blow up the most! *grins and chases after a target, blasting it with a flurry of rapid fire shots* That brings my count up to 6.

*blasts the one he was chasing* Then we're tied...

Last one must have gone into trees... *points*

*doesn't realise they can do the math and figure out he's shot down seven of the targets... but then, he's been watching the targets more than watching the others shoot targets...*

*smirks at Terrorsaur, knowing that the exact same thing is probably going through the other's mind* Last one's MINE. *darts into the trees, weaving in between the branches, looking for the last target*

"Not it's NOT!!"

*races into the trees, flying fast in an attempt to outsearch Forte and break the tie in his favor...*

*unfortunately, his old form was a bit smaller than the one he has now...*

*lands by the edge of the trees, waiting and watching...*

*isn't paying attention to Terrorsaur, focused entirely on his search for the target... and there it is* Hah! *levels his buster and lands a direct hit on it*

*has gotten himself wedged between the branches of a tree he thought he had room to fly through... is quite firmly stuck and is squirming and starting to squawk and cuss (in Cybertronian)*

*trying to figure out how to get Terrorsaur out of there before he has a major panic attack... the Dactyl does not take well to being trapped*

*hovers there for a moment, savoring victory, then turns around and notices Terrorsaur's predicament* *smirks* Having problems?

*squawking protest* No!

*has sent his gun to subspace and retrieved one of the ridiculous looking wingblades, frantically hacking at the tree*

*very quietly, to Forte* Dactyl-bot is stuck in tree...

*despite that he knows Terrorsaur might panic, he is having to put some effort into not giggling*

*grins* *cheerfully* Need any help?

No.. NO! I'm FINE! *hack, hack, hack at the tree* I don't need help!!

*hack hack, squawk, squirm* Stupid tree!! *hack, squirm* stupid transmetal 'upgrade' *squawk, squirm, hack, hack*

*sighs as if he's heard this before and knows perfectly well that 'I don't need help' really means 'get me out of this d*mn tree before I have a nervous breakdown'...*

Waspinator will get Ant-bot's flamethrower....

*oh so helpfully* I could always blast the tree to pieces. That'd get him out of there~

*hears Waspy's mention of the flamethrower* NO!! No! No fire!! *shivers at thoughts of lava, panics, hacks at the tree and squawks*

*nods a lil to Forte* Might be best, Friend-bot... Dactyl-bot has panic attacks when stuck....

*takes an unholy amount of pleasure in aiming his buster at the tree Terrorsaur is stuck in* *fires*

*BOOM!*

*smirks as a small storm of splinters and leaves rain down upon their heads* There. Is that better, Dactyl-bot? >:)

AAAAHH!!! *crashes, on his back, amid the shattered, scorched, smoking, and in a few cases flaming debris that used to be the tree*

...

*gets up, dusting himself off, not lookin at Forte* Yeah... better...

*grudgingly* Thanks...

*giggles, smiling... by Predacon standards they're getting along well*

*toothy grin, almost predatory* Anytime.

*glances up at the sky, then turns to Waspinator* I'm going to head back to my place now. *tosses Waspy a scrap of paper* Those are the coordinates.

*warps out without saying goodbye*

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