Operation Reignition

[rekindlemods]

Who: Anyone who wants to participate in the event!
Where: Assorted places in and around District 3!
When: Sunday afternoon (the 30th)
Summary: POWER IT UP AND GO SHOPPING.
Warnings: None.

By late morning, it's obvious that there's something going on down by the bridges to District 3. Even if you missed the announcement on the network, it's pretty obvious that something is going to happen; townspeople mill about with interest as people set up tables. Irene and Mai are roaming the area, Mai mostly sticking to the medical teams standing by while Irene organizes the rest of the group. Keener eyes might spy one of the brothers responsible for the network, slipping off into the Third District through gates that stand open, but still guarded against any visitors who might attempt to approach before things are ready to go.

Off to one side, there's a shaded area, tents and a few chairs where visitors can wait to be allowed entry. There's a table full of water bottles and light snacks tucked up against the wall, to fortify you against the heat of the afternoon - and it is warm, and only going to get warmer. The natives seem to have accepted the baking sun as the normal way of things, but be careful that you don't get heatstroke.

At about half an hour past noon, someone brings out a little podium and sets it in front of the gate. Irene climbs up on it, holding a microphone in front of her mouth - her voice echoes from a number of speakers set up through the area.

"Alright, could I have my first group of volunteers over here, please? We've got your instructions ready for you to enter the district."

Looks like it's showtime. Are you ready?

((ooh; Event start! OOC information can be found here and here.))

Comments

[driftlock]

You actually trust these...people?

[Whoops he almost used some pretty salty language. Admire that self control he has.]

I'm, uh, here.

[Don't remind him.]

[beforetights]

Why shouldn't I? They haven't done anything really bad yet. And they're not mean either.

[driftlock]

Other than kidnap us and make us get sick if we don't [shudder] touch each other, no.

[That was sarcasm, by the way.]

[Hey! Was that some kind of dig against mean robots?]

[beforetights]

But we all touch each other all the time. And they're not saying we shouldn't touch each other.

[A pause.]

Hey, Sir Deadlock, are you sick from not touching people?

[driftlock]

No. We don't.

[Not in Deadlock land. It is a no touching zone.]

Of course I'm not.

[Of course he's lying. He's a little wobbly, but it just adds to his sweet temper. ]

hug incoming!

[beforetights]

[He stares at Deadlock for a moment, and then reaches out to hug the Decepticon's foot.]

noooooooooooo!!!!

[driftlock]

[What the...! Deadlock freezes at the sudden touch, but he can't pull away without hurting the little weirdo.]

The frag is wrong with you!?

make sure to check for fleas

[beforetights]

[He pulls away and giggles.]

Well, we're Decepticons, so we have to help each other! And now even if you aren't sick, you'll take longer to get sick!

robo fleas?

[driftlock]

I don't need any help!

[More flustered than outraged, though.]

Right. Whatever.

[Then it hits him. ]

...you doing okay?

scraplets

[beforetights]

Oh, I'm fine. I have a friend. And we give each other hugs all the time!

What about you, Sir Deadlock? Do you have Decepticon friends to hug?

O_O

[driftlock]

Oh. How. [nauseating].....nice.

Who's this friend?

[Because he's starting to worry about the class of people you're associating with.]

No. I don't need any friends.

[Also lying.]

x_x

[beforetights]

His name is Diarmuid. He's older than me and he's already training to be a knight! He's got a sword and everything!

[He quickly shakes his head at Deadlock's answer.]

Silly. All heroes need friends to watch their backs. That's how they win their wars.

[driftlock]

A knight.

[Great. Just great. So the little weirdo has his own version of Wing. ]

Let me guess. He's always 'cheerful' and 'happy' and optimistic.

[Gross.]

Hnh. I win by killing my enemies.

[beforetights]

[He nods.]

You're right! And he's very gentle and nice and mature and polite and very, very smart. He always helps me when I don't know about things and tells me when I'm doing something wrong.

[Can you hear the adulation oozing out of his voice, Deadlock?]

Well, that's one way to win. But when you and your friend kill enemies together, it's supposed to be more fun.

[driftlock]

[That gets a narrow-eyed look.]

You like it?

[Said like there must be something seriously wrong with him.]

Hnh. Maybe. Wouldn't know.

[beforetights]

Yes, of course I do. It's like being with my friends back home. Only he doesn't tease me half so much.

[He falls silent for a moment.]

I know! You can come be friends with me and my fried! And when we're bigger, we can all go kill Autobots together.

[driftlock]

['Of course'?!]

What else do you do, then.

[Please dear Primus there has to be some good news. Hugging, being 'friends'. Eurgh. But Wing had said he was bored, so....yeah, maybe.]

I don't think your friend would like me.

[beforetights]

Oh, he's been teaching me to use his sword. And I'm gonna teach him how to hunt.

[Friendly activities, of course.]

Why not? You're a hero. He likes heroes.

[driftlock]

[Yup. Sounds like a Knight. But that gets a flicker of interest.]

What's there to hunt around here?

Yeah, well. We'll see.

[Wait, did Deadlock just agree to meet this 'friend'? How does this keep happening to him?]

It keeps happening because children love the grumpy ones

[beforetights]

I dunno yet. I'm gonna go look after the generators are fixed.

[He claps his hands in joy.]

Yay! I'll introduce you to him after we get back, okay?

[driftlock]

You really think---

[Yeah never mind.]

Look. If we don't come back, you tell people.

[beforetights]

Why wouldn't you come back?

[driftlock]

[Grah! He's such an innocent kid and Deadlock hates having to ruin that.]

Because maybe it's a trap. Why do we suddenly need to go some place to do this, when we didn't have to before?

[beforetights]

Because they didn't need so much energy before?

[A pause.]

Do you really think it's a trap? What do we do if it is?

[driftlock]

[Is it rude to facepalm? Well, then, Deadlock might just have to be rude. ]

You keep trusting everyone and it's gonna get you hurt some day.

[He snorts.]

If it's a trap, they might be surprised how much I don't like traps.

[As in 'not like with a helicopter of fists'.]