02 June 2012 @ 09:15 pm
[action] AU Event Joint Post  
[ACTION; around town]
[Greetings, Mayfield. On this fine evening, should you be so inclined, you may witness a pair of giant alien robots moving about town. You're probably familiar with them, as they've been in town for quite some time.]

[Nothing looks immediately different about them. Except that Sideswipe seems to be leaning on Jolt a little, and moving somewhat unsteadily -- like he thinks he's unused to walking. Both their expressions seem unusually solemn, Jolt's in particular, and they don't speak much. If it's possible for robots, they somehow look older, more worn, even if there isn't a physical mark on them.]

[They seem to be moving with a set destination in mind -- toward the park -- but, if approached, will more than likely stop for the random passerby who cares to say hello.]

[ACTION; the park]
[Upon arriving at their destination, they separate, and Sideswipe begins skating in lazy circles around the park area. The solemn look on his face suddenly evaporates, as he laughs outright, picking up speed.]

[Jolt can be found watching him, under a tree, also looking much more pleased with himself.]

((ooc: joint post! Responses may come from either Jolt ([personal profile] electrowhipit) or Sideswipe, or both. Both of them have been AU'd to a very bad end.))
14 May 2012 @ 02:40 pm

[ Ah, hello Mayfield. It's a beautiful spring day, isn't it? The sun is shining, the birds are singing, there's a giant robot out for a walk--

Wait, what?

Yes indeed, Jolt is out in his robot mode today- all twenty feet of him- wandering around Mayfield. He won't dare transform, since he has precious cargo clutched carefully in his long fingers.

He's delivering flowers.

All of his lady friends will be getting a little bouquet of bright blue forget-me-nots, delivered right to their door via giant alien robot. It just might... take him a moment to figure out how the hell he's supposed to ring the doorbell.

If you happen to run into him on the street, even if you're not closely acquainted, he has plenty of extra flowers to hand out to the ladies of Mayfield. He's not sure why, but he suddenly feels like all these wonderful women deserve a little something nice. ]
Current Mood: chipper
30 January 2012 @ 02:52 pm
[ o1 | PHONE ]

That... woman- no, that monster scrapped Sideswipe for parts. He's barely hanging on as it is.

[ There's kind of a quiet anger beneath the surface of Jolt's voice, which is strained as it is. It's... weird for him, to say the least, but he's truly and genuinely mad, and scared as hell. He's not doing a very good job at hiding it. ]

I need help. If anyone knows what she might have done with the pieces, please, I'll do anything. I can keep him alive, but--- but I don't have the tech to repair him. Not completely. Everything here is so--- I need Cybertronian parts, not car parts.

[ There's a pause, as he considers making a separate phone call, but clearly decides not to since he continues speaking ]

Quinn, if you're still out there, I have a particular favor to ask you. I don't... even know if you can do this, but my scans just aren't as comprehensive as Ratchet's would be. Can you... maybe run some kind of diagnostic? The damage is so severe, I don't think I have the full scope of it yet.

I'm going to need all the help I can get on this one. I'm not going to let him die.

I made a promise.


[ Jolt can be found tromping around town, rifling through dumpsters, tearing apart parked cars for parts. He does so with very little regard for his surroundings- he's not so careless as to step on someone, mind, but he's not really paying attention beyond that.

Call it a case of tunnel vision, if you will, since he doesn't even make an effort to transform back into his vehicle mode. Enjoy your giant robot, Mayfield. ]


[ Jolt didn't dare move Sideswipe from the driveway where he'd first fallen. The silver body lay deathly still amongst a mess of wires and several car batteries, all connected to nearby power lines in a makeshift life-support system. Yes, he's alive. Simply in stasis.

He carefully moves around his patient, trying to repair what his miniscule tools and supplies will allow him to. It's not going well. ]
Current Mood: angry