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capeandcowl2011-07-25 02:14 am
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00001011 [video] - backdated to a lot earlier in the evening orz
--ou fucking nuts?! You wanna get all our dicks shot off with fucking laser eyes!?
Don't be such a fucking pussy!
Hehe, pussy.
[This is the perfect storm of terrible shaky-cam cell phone videography, folks. The frame's pointed unsteadily at somebody's sneakers, half the lens is blocked by a blurry finger, and there are a bunch of loud hollow 'clicks' in the background as the video taker presses various buttons on the comm obnoxiously hard. But it's pretty easy to tell that the scene is a badly lit back-alley, and all three of the voices are obviously male teenagers.]
Don't you know the cops watch this?? They've got that psycho from 24 in there, my cousin told me about 'im! He'll shove a motherfucking towel down your throat!
The cops can't do that, shit-for-brains!
Guys, shut up! I think I got it!
[The one holding the comm starts to pan the camera up and there's a brief glimpse of the bent knees of somebody kneeling heavily on the pavement, but a hand comes shooting in to block the view and the guy standing off to the side speaks.]
FUCKING— don't get his FACE on camera!
I know what I'm doing, jackass!
[There's a shove and an oomph, then the view finally pans up to show the kneeling man and a shoulders-down look at the teenager standing behind him pinning the man's arms behind his back, who sounds almost dangerously pleased with himself.]
Hey, all you imported shitbags! Missing something?
[The kneeling man is wearing some kind of black bodysuit and seems only semi-conscious, his head being held up by the teen gripping his fist in the man's slicked-back blue hair. The man's eyes are hidden behind a dark red-tinted visor and there's blood oozing from his nose and mouth, and between that and the shaky camerawork it's nearly impossible to get a good look at his face. For some, however, the conclusion will be obvious.]
We found this fag stumbling out of that newbie building or whatever-the-fuck of yours like Little Bo Peep's very own fucking lost sheep. [The other two snicker loudly] He seemed to be headed someplace in a big fucking hurry, before he had to go and trip and land his face on all our knuckles a few times. It's a real fucking shame. [Even more unpleasant sniggering.]
So, is he a friend'a yours? Went back to one of those weeaboo fag dimensions for a little vacay? Or'd he just get hisself offed like that dumbfuck of a mayor?
Dude, are you thinking we could ransom him or some shit?? That'd be fucking EPIC!
[ooc: First comment and any [action] tags reserved for Shockwave-to-the-rescue, expect zero replies from "Soundwave" or any of the Darwin Award nominee guest-stars beyond that.]
Don't be such a fucking pussy!
Hehe, pussy.
[This is the perfect storm of terrible shaky-cam cell phone videography, folks. The frame's pointed unsteadily at somebody's sneakers, half the lens is blocked by a blurry finger, and there are a bunch of loud hollow 'clicks' in the background as the video taker presses various buttons on the comm obnoxiously hard. But it's pretty easy to tell that the scene is a badly lit back-alley, and all three of the voices are obviously male teenagers.]
Don't you know the cops watch this?? They've got that psycho from 24 in there, my cousin told me about 'im! He'll shove a motherfucking towel down your throat!
The cops can't do that, shit-for-brains!
Guys, shut up! I think I got it!
[The one holding the comm starts to pan the camera up and there's a brief glimpse of the bent knees of somebody kneeling heavily on the pavement, but a hand comes shooting in to block the view and the guy standing off to the side speaks.]
FUCKING— don't get his FACE on camera!
I know what I'm doing, jackass!
[There's a shove and an oomph, then the view finally pans up to show the kneeling man and a shoulders-down look at the teenager standing behind him pinning the man's arms behind his back, who sounds almost dangerously pleased with himself.]
Hey, all you imported shitbags! Missing something?
[The kneeling man is wearing some kind of black bodysuit and seems only semi-conscious, his head being held up by the teen gripping his fist in the man's slicked-back blue hair. The man's eyes are hidden behind a dark red-tinted visor and there's blood oozing from his nose and mouth, and between that and the shaky camerawork it's nearly impossible to get a good look at his face. For some, however, the conclusion will be obvious.]
We found this fag stumbling out of that newbie building or whatever-the-fuck of yours like Little Bo Peep's very own fucking lost sheep. [The other two snicker loudly] He seemed to be headed someplace in a big fucking hurry, before he had to go and trip and land his face on all our knuckles a few times. It's a real fucking shame. [Even more unpleasant sniggering.]
So, is he a friend'a yours? Went back to one of those weeaboo fag dimensions for a little vacay? Or'd he just get hisself offed like that dumbfuck of a mayor?
Dude, are you thinking we could ransom him or some shit?? That'd be fucking EPIC!
[ooc: First comment and any [action] tags reserved for Shockwave-to-the-rescue, expect zero replies from "Soundwave" or any of the Darwin Award nominee guest-stars beyond that.]
voice → action
[But that's impossible. He gave up hope and everything. He's just seeing things. But, what if he's not? What if it is? Frag, frag, frag. There's some clattering as he shuts off his comm.
WELL HE'S JUST GOING TO GO THERE RIGHT NOW!
Don't be hopeful. Don't be hopeful. He is so hopeful.]
action!
action!
He spots them and lands, looking not at all pleased.]
Back off.
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[On the other hand, the three caballeros are sporting two good shiners and a freshly split lip between them for their trouble, which will be nice and visible to Shockwave when they spin around to stare at him in varying shades of panic.]
Fucking—!! [Underlines drops the comm like a hot rock and bold-text stumbles backward into his bros and leaves the man's back boot-free.]
no subject
I would suggest you leave him and go.
[His hands begin to glow a faint purple.]
no subject
[Boldtext rallies the quickest and looks like he's about to give Shockwave an expletive-laced piece of his mind, but then at the last moment Italics clamps his hand over Boldtext's mouth and all but drags him backwards down the alley, with a panic-stricken Underlines right on his heels.]
He is all-the-fuck yours, sir! [hissing in Boldtext's ear] Do you wanna get us all fucking killed?!
[In the wake of the retreating commotion, "Soundwave" groans faintly.]
no subject
Soundwave?
[He wanders over and crouches down, immediately pausing. This close he can tell. And that skeletal structure is all wrong. It feels like the moment a year ago when the communications officer had flown off to die. A blow he didn't want to happen. One he didn't want to deal with. Not now, and not today of all days. He had known it was impossible, that hoping was foolish of him. And the emotions swarming through him were proving that simple fact.
Shockwave clenched his fists, taking a moment to breath. This wasn't Soundwave. He'd never get Soundwave back. He should just go. But that didn't change the fact that the one before him did look similar to Soundwave. Certainly he could just leave. Unless they were one of Soundwave's alternates. He doubted, with what happened he wouldn't be so lucky. Still, he was finding it hard to just leave.]
Hnnn...
[Eventually he just picks up the look-a-like. He'll take him somewhere to get patched up. Then he can just go home and try to forget everything.]
[Voice : Private]
Seeing this snip of entry, sending off a quick message because if that was who he thought it was and him being hurt...]]
If he needs healing, I can go wherever you need, just let me know.
[Voice : Private]
[voice, much delayed due to jet lag]
...S-soundwave?
video
[voice]
[it couldn't be...but who else looked like that? and he doesn't even care if these guy won't hear him, he is just toooo mad]
Leave him alone!