[ The hidden camera at some point probably picks up a loud WORP! in the background, then the tapping of feet on the ground.
Skywarp eyes the extra fancy new model in the middle of the room. Well that's not obvious in the slightest. Clearly someone doesn't have much experience in being nefarious.
He moves to the shelves and takes down the ships with the mini figures and one by one carefully places them around the ship in circle. The camera doesn't catch all of him, just flashes of black feet and hands at he arranges the figures. The last once placed has a little sign in it's little hands that reads 'TRY AGAIN NERD'.
There's another lous WORP! and a bit of gold mist is caught on camera, and he's gone again. ]
[ No! Who could possibly of seen such a poor outcome. Rung huffs as he goes to check his camera in case of tampering and gets a puff full of blue to his face. He scowls. That's it.
He wipes the paint off his glasses and puts them on with his eyebrows scowering down.
[ This time, he's calculated a relatively normal time period these happen. And thus hidden in his closet, Rung holds a camera steady. Out side is another obvious plow to draw the fiend to mock him again.
Its alittle less obvious but hidden in his ships is another decoy. One rigged to melt. After all, Wax is a good melting material. And picking it up will activate the heaters in the corner where its hidden. ]
[ The thing about chaos is that you can never truly predict it. Chaos does not run on a schedule. Thus; Skywarp arrives several hours after Rung's predicted time.
But he does arrive with that distinctive noise and a haze of gold. He seems to know where he wants to go as well, skipping toward one of the shelves so he can open up one of the playsets. He does love all the little mini figures so his first order of business is usually to liberate a ship or two of them.
he thus far has NOT noticed the trapped on though. ]
[ Primus' finials! That's a Skywarp if he's ever seen one. Of course, though neither of the two he's accustomed to knowing of existing here on the ship. So, he must be knew, and causing mischief before introductions.
Slowly, he opens his closet, making sure yes. He still has the door handle in check. No getting locked in ohoho.
He then peers it open. Slow, quiet and ready to scold such crossed boundaries. ]
[ Your typical flier is equipped with dozens of sensors to detect even the smallest change in air pressure and wind direction. A miscalculation of even the most seemingly insignificant degree can mean the difference between soaring in the heavens and going nose cone first into a cliff.
And someone who is chronically not where he should be, Skywarp is always on high alert to his readings.
The air has been displaced.
He can help but smile, oh-ho, someone is still trying to be sneaky. He commends the effort.
There's a flash of light and he WORPS out. Or at least away.
Rung might notice some gold mists emanating from the space behind him,and that's all the warning he gets before there's another loud pop and suddenly the closet he's creeping out of is significantly more crowded. ]
GAH! [ Though should be unsurprising, Rung still thought he could perhaps sneak up on a Seeker. And of course its probably not a good idea to sneak on something NAMED as such. Though he doesn't really understand the nuances of this skywarp's origins and world.
But regardless he jumps and falls flat on his face out of the closet ]
Game... you're... uuh.. you're the one messing with my models. Do you realize... [ A grunt and a push off the floor. ]
Those are a mix of therapy tools and build kits. They can't all be played with roughly!
Certainly not. I've treated them with nothing but care.
[ He smiles amicably as Rung pushes himself off the floor and once he's steady enough reaches over to hang a mini figure precariously on the edge of one of the therapist's impressive eyebrows. A splendid place for one if you ask him. ]
The game is over far too quickly if you break your toys, wouldn't you agree?
This is tru.. hey! [ Rung freezes as he feels that pin prick of something tap his brow. Holds steady. ]
STill you could of asked... [ What careful movements as Rung tries to lift one hand to pluck the toy off himself. Keeping eyebrows still and.... they furrow impulsively as rung falls to the ground luckly able to catch the toy without damaging it. ]
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[ though this is hardly Hot Shot's style, childish yes. But Hot Shot wouldn't be so bold as to play in models that don't belong to him.
Nor does he seem the type able to pick locks. Or at least one that uses it so willy-nilly.
Rung will have to come down to drastic messures. A booby-trapped faux Ship. With a camera hidden inside and rigged to spray paint out of it.
Set nice and fancy in the middle of the room like its extra special
Ohohooho try and mess with his ships this time. ]
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Skywarp eyes the extra fancy new model in the middle of the room. Well that's not obvious in the slightest. Clearly someone doesn't have much experience in being nefarious.
He moves to the shelves and takes down the ships with the mini figures and one by one carefully places them around the ship in circle. The camera doesn't catch all of him, just flashes of black feet and hands at he arranges the figures. The last once placed has a little sign in it's little hands that reads 'TRY AGAIN NERD'.
There's another lous WORP! and a bit of gold mist is caught on camera, and he's gone again. ]
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He wipes the paint off his glasses and puts them on with his eyebrows scowering down.
No more Mister Nice Rung. ]
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Its alittle less obvious but hidden in his ships is another decoy. One rigged to melt. After all, Wax is a good melting material. And picking it up will activate the heaters in the corner where its hidden. ]
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But he does arrive with that distinctive noise and a haze of gold. He seems to know where he wants to go as well, skipping toward one of the shelves so he can open up one of the playsets. He does love all the little mini figures so his first order of business is usually to liberate a ship or two of them.
he thus far has NOT noticed the trapped on though. ]
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Slowly, he opens his closet, making sure yes. He still has the door handle in check. No getting locked in ohoho.
He then peers it open. Slow, quiet and ready to scold such crossed boundaries. ]
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And someone who is chronically not where he should be, Skywarp is always on high alert to his readings.
The air has been displaced.
He can help but smile, oh-ho, someone is still trying to be sneaky. He commends the effort.
There's a flash of light and he WORPS out. Or at least away.
Rung might notice some gold mists emanating from the space behind him,and that's all the warning he gets before there's another loud pop and suddenly the closet he's creeping out of is significantly more crowded. ]
So what sort of game are we playing here, hmm?
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But regardless he jumps and falls flat on his face out of the closet ]
Game... you're... uuh.. you're the one messing with my models. Do you realize... [ A grunt and a push off the floor. ]
Those are a mix of therapy tools and build kits. They can't all be played with roughly!
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[ He smiles amicably as Rung pushes himself off the floor and once he's steady enough reaches over to hang a mini figure precariously on the edge of one of the therapist's impressive eyebrows. A splendid place for one if you ask him. ]
The game is over far too quickly if you break your toys, wouldn't you agree?
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STill you could of asked... [ What careful movements as Rung tries to lift one hand to pluck the toy off himself. Keeping eyebrows still and.... they furrow impulsively as rung falls to the ground luckly able to catch the toy without damaging it. ]
Oh goodness that was close