Tales Of A Prankster

Book I recommend - jPod by Douglas Copeland because it's geeky nerdy awesome.
Book I'd NEVER IN MY SANE MIND recomend - Anything from the Twilight series - they're downright terrible. I think Miss Meiyer needs to take a few writing classes... or retake the ones she's failed. Real men don't sparkle.


- S-O

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! In May I gave dirty_treads a wet willie, then I took it back (-5 points). Last Friday I gave netbug009 a kidney (1000 points). Last Saturday I turned luc_rousseau in for farting in church (3 points). In February I ruled Canada as a cruel and heartless dictator (-700 points). Last Thursday I farted in an elevator (-6 points). Overall, I've been nice (292 points). For Christmas I deserve a Pony Slaystation 3! Sincerely, Steele_Oracle

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OOC: Hi, all!

Anyways, it's been more or less quiet with the RP (then again, most of you are probably busy with stuff anyways) but just in case someone is around, I'm going to post a hiatus notice:

On July 1st, I'll be voluteering at the municipal  Canada Day celebrations doing a wide variety of things. It's just a 1 day event and I have no idea when I'll be done with it. So just in case it goes over 10pm Central time, you now know why I won't be around for that day. ^^;

- S_O 

Okay.... made a small mistake last time I wrote in here (Or a big one depending on who you are and how you look at it.) So anyways, here's the correction - Vassal is a mech. NOT a femme OR an "it." Sometimes with names, it can be hard to tell, you know?

Current status....

- Hiding out in a warehouse. Hyoo-mahns seem to love building these things and then leaving them around. I dunno quite what it is with them. It's weird but it's helpful. Give someplace for 'bots like me to hide out for a while.

- Still soaking wet and cold. Hate being wet and cold.

- Heard back from Shift.... which is good. Very positive. STILL dunno who the other guy is that I accidentally called. I don't think I'll EVER know either.


....And that's it.

- Longbow

 

Hey there!

Just a slight uuuuuuuu *slaps at arm* update. More like stuff I'm adding to my notes here.

So updates:

Here's a little more info I picked up on the Autobots of this planet:

- Rachet = This guy's a medic.... apparentally. From what I hear, he's a bit older and wiser. But someone I don't wanna cross just yet. Although, if I do happen to run in to him now, I'm going to have to create some sorta back door. It's as I say - never build a hangar without a backdoor. You just might need it. As for why - He does nag from what I've heard implied about him. Nagging - one of my bigger pet peeves. I don't like it.

- Shift = Also a medic. Young and inexperianced. Not part of the orginal crew roster. Just upset a bunch of 'Cons... no clue how he did it but then again, it never takes much to upset them either.... as I hear. 

And non-Autobot:

- Vassal = This guy is a.... medic? Well... he/she/it is something for hire. I dunno much else

- Aperture = The info-broker I keep talking about. He's another flier like myself. Seems to be very helpful. He seems to have a very good attitude and a trait I value a lot - a sense of humor. It's refreshing when you find someone who knows how to have a good laugh. Believe me! There's too many out there who don't. Matter of fact, there's all too many out there who don't know what a sense of humor is even if it came up and hit them in the faceplate.

And what I've done:

- Tried to contact Shift. But I may have contacted someone else by accident. I haven't heard back yet so I have no idea who I got a hold of.

- Still searching for that Autobot base. I'm closing in on it. But still looking. I really REALLY need to find it.
 
So that's what's up for now. It seems like I'm writing in here a lot. Not that it's a bad thing. Actually, it feels like I'm writing an autobiography or something. A constantly updating biography which is fun. It;d be even more fun as soon as I get the issues with my arm sorted out. But that'll happen sometime. 

- Longbow

(OOC:

Hey there! Steele_Oracle, here. Anyways, a few small notes:

-- Longbow replied to 2 blogs yesterday. One of which was a "mistake." Actually, her "mistake" was intentional. It's best thought of as her "having the wrong Number."

-- Suplex, my other sparkless bastard character, has a blog and it can be found here: http://suplex_tankbot.livejournal.com

-- Backdraft, my pending kleptomaniac Autobot character, also has a blog and it can be found here: http://drafty_dodger.livejournal.com

-- My email has perminantly changed to Longbowthejoker@gmail.com so... update your stuff.

-- If you want to interact with my characters or RP with them/me, I'd love to hear from you. You know my new email, so go pester me there or talk to me here. I also enjoy RPing with multiple RPers as well.

-- I don't have IM. So don't ask. ^^;;

That clears that up. Questions? Comments? Feel free to leave them in the comment section of this entry.

Thanks!

- S_O )

Hi.... again.

Still looking around for the Autobot base. I know I should be looking for the highest concentration of signals and I do have a lock on them, but it still means a bit of walking and flying ahead of me. There are really times that I wish I could teleport. Now that would be awesome! Imagine being able to do that! you know how cool that'd be?

Anyways, I really need to find that HQ soon and hope there's a medic there. To reiterate things, I really don't like medics much. I mean not as bots. I fine with them as bots. But as medics, that's a whole other story. Here's my logic on that:

Medics.....

- Never let you get away with ANYTHING (Slaggers!)

- They're always watching you (or at the very least, they do for me. They seem to hate it when they can't see me. Makes them very nervous.)

- They have this amazing ability to nag at you when they think you're doing something wrong.... odds are I probably was which makes me wonder if being psychic is a requirement for them

... and those are just a few of the reasons off the top of my processor.

But unfortunately, I NEED to find one SOON. I get the feeling my arm's getting worse. It's still dribbling a bit and at least a few times I've caught it going stasis on me and just not functioning. I have to slap at it just to get it back. It's not life threatening, but it IS annoying. So hopefully, someone at HQ is a medic.

Speaking of medics.... I was trying to recall Optimus' original crew roster. I've actually snuck a peek at it before when no one was looking a while back (How do you THINK I know what I know? I'm a very sneaky femme and damn slagging proud of it!) So here's who I remember:

- Optimus Prime (Never really met him.... but I know the name.)
- Prowl (No clue who he/she is)
- Bulkhead (Same with this guy)
- Ratchet (And also the same with this guy)
- Bumblebee (And same here. Also.... what kinda name is Bumblebee anyways? )

But here's two more 'bots I've heard from Aperture of who've joined up with them:

- Alpine (Sounds like a grouchy slagger with no sense of humor. And maybe with a bad 'ttude. And everyone says I'VE got the attitude problem. Pft! Er.... wait... everyone says I've got a problem with AUTHORITY and FOWL LANGUAGE. That's different, right? )
- Breaker (Doesn't sound too much better.)

Those two don't show up on the roster at all. What the frag! Now THAT makes me nervous. Anyways, as soon as I show up, I can observe them a little and work through this.

Anyways, in lighter news, I DID pick up a new alt mode while out searching. A variation of this is what I picked:


The AH-64 Apache Longbow

I figured it was time for something new. Besides, no one'll expect it. It's just TOO awesome. The only biggest problem is that I CAN'T hide in a fleet of these because I'm too short and it's noticable. I've always been slagging short for a flyer. So I've gotta pick a short alt mode or if I pick a large one, it's always modified for my size therefore, it physically looks smaller. But other than that, I think I'll be okay.

Anyways, still searching for that base!

- Longbow

Hey there, guys!

Well... I'm on my way to finding the Autobot HQ. I sorta need to anyways. As much as I don't like medbots (I mean they never let you get away with anything. On more than one occasion, they've ruined my fun), I need someone to look at my arm. I cut it up during the crash and it's leaking. Well.... more like dribbling, but you get the picture.

Anyways, I met this info broker named Aperture. Like most fliers, he's also taller than me. Not that I've got a height complex or anything. But he put me a little more in the know about things around here. For starters, this planet is occupied by a race calling themselves "hyoo-mahns." I think Sentinal was making scrap up when he said that organics were slime spewers. Based on what Aperture said, they don't spew slime. I'm wondering if either Sentinal actually has a better sense of humor than I thought (although.... not better than mine, of course. I have a GREAT sense of humor. I take pride in that.) or he's watched way too many horror movies or maybe he got some sorta misconception somewhere. I'm going to have to look in to this one a bit more and figure out where this one came from. Anyways, the next thing I learned was that I've crashed in this place called "Deetroyt." Or maybe you spell it "D'troyt." In any event, it's near a lake of dihydrogen oxide.... or to shorten it - H2O. Aperture also tells me they have a local custom here called a rodeo where the hyoo-mahns ride on these non-sentient beings as a sport? Sounds crazy.... and sounds like something I'd do. Actually.... I've sorta done it. You see.... there was this jet that I keep annoying. He's part of that trio of jets that have the anger management problems. Well... more like if you put them together, they do. One of them is named Dice. He sorta has this black and white paint scheme. When he's by himself, he's not angry.... actually, he's annoying. But that's beside the point. Anyways, I remember once sneaking up behind Dice when he was in his alt mode and I tried to use him like one really big surf board. That really didn't end too well since he tossed me off and in to a large hopper. I made a quick getaway that time. He now recharges with one optic open. It's really freaky. 

Anyways, Aperture, if you're out there - working on a plan here for you. I think I've got something that will have us laughing and the marks fuming. A perfect combo if I say so myself.

Well... for future ref, I've transfered some of my old journal entries to this hyoo-mahn journaling database called "LiveJournal" or LJ for short. I'll be keeping stuff in here like my own personal observations and whatever drifts in to my processor.

Later, guys!

- Longbow

So you know I'm stuck here on this weird as slag planet soaked and cold and confused as frag about it all. But how did I get myself in to this mess? Well.... it goes something like this:

I decided to take the Chevron out for a joyride a little early before getting official approval to fly it. But before I did, I sorta eavesdropped on a conversation between my superiors. Yup.... they wanna send me back to explorations and take away the Chevron from me which I DO NOT WANT.  I didn't get to hear the rest of the conversation before I went out for that joyride, but I guess the gist of it was that maybe I pulled one prank too many on them. Honestly, I don't think I'm THAT bad. But they seem to think that I am. So anyways, I went up in the Chevron behind their backs and it malfunctioned sending me through the nearest space bridge it could find, through a debris field and in to a lake of some kind on this weird aft planet.

So now I'm looking at my options. Do I follow the Cybertronian signatures I found on this planet or to stay in hiding? Someone might find me at some point.... but I hope not. I've masked my signature after I've crashed here. Hopefully, no one picked up on that. I really hope no one did. Though.... it might be a very good plan to switch up my hiding spot soon just in case. 

So anyways, that explains my story just a little bit more to you.

See you all later!

- Longbow

Did I somehow upset some deity today? It's like whatever could go wrong just did! I mean here's a quick rundown of what when on:

- Discovered that one of my superiors was going to ship me back to explroations. HEY! I know I enjoy pranking and maybe have been court martialed uh..... more times than I can count for my stunts and have a whole huge file on me but where's that fair? I worked WAY TOO HARD to get in to the Intelligance biz. Now he wants to send me BACK?! That slagging fragging freak! Oh! And did I mention he was going to take the Cheveron away from me? HRARG!

- Crashed the Chevron and it's totaled. I make one mistake in reprogramming it, it stops my joyride and takes me through a space bridge against my will and crashes me on this organic planet?! Organic planets are NOTHING BUT TROUBLE. Even if Sentinal might be over reacting about what organics might actually be like, I'm not sure if I'd like to run in to one. And well... this planet is over run by them.  >.> <.< Those poor machines! They have to PUT UP with them. Although.... they don't entirely seem to mind. Maybe the organics here aren't that bad?

-  I'm soaking wet, cold, and so not happy. It just so happened I crashed in to a lake. Joy. I don't like getting wet for one very simple reason - it grounds me in robot mode. You see, I get my ramair packs wet, I can't fly. Why? Because whatever the gas that's being forced through (in this case, oxygen) is forced through at high speeds that can temporarily ice up the insides of the packs. And ice in there HURTS. Let me be the first to tell you that shoving anything down there that's not air or a gas can be painful because it's extremely sensative in there. So I have to wait for them to dry out.

- I'm glad to have been able to walk away from my accident, but I managed to bang myself up though. Lots of dents and scratches. I've even got this large cut on my left arm that's got a slow leak to it. It's not going to offline me. I'll survive.

- I've been keeping my scanners active and I've found Autobot, Decepticon (Which are SUPPOSED to be wiped out) and even neutral signatures. Now I KNOW I don't want the Decepticons finding me and neutrals I'm not too keen on either because they could switch sides on me. But the Autobots... hmm. Them finding me could have its' pros and cons. Like if they find me, they could either be real nice about it OR they could send me back home and ultimately back in to explorations. That's about 50:50. I have NO IDEA what they'll do. So that worries me.

In any event, I've went stealth and masked my signatures to avoid detection for a little while. But if I can't think of something, my mind might be made up for me IF someone discovers me by accident. So I'll have to think on this for a bit.

Anyways, talk to you later.

- Longbow

Hi there, guys.

Anyways, it appears that I sorta said something misleading in my last post. So let me clear it up - The Decepticons were wiped out. They aren't around anymore and the Chevron is just an over glorafied movie prop that I got a hold of. I'm uh.... just making up stories about it is all. Nothing more. Nothing less. So get on with your lives already! Yeah.... you can step out your door without seeing those freaks. Promise.

- Longbow

Hi there! I'm Longbow. Cybertron's greatest prankster..... in training. What? I've gotta start somewhere, right? Weither it be coating you with rusting powder or teasing jets or doing some other crazy stuff, you're going to hear about it here. Although, I WON'T be telling you of any of my plans until AFTER I've done them because I can't have my victimes running across my plans before I set them in motion. Then it just won't be fun anymore!

But anyways, I've gotta tell you about something super slagging cool. You see, I've got this ship that I've been working on in one of the hangers for a little while. It's just a small one seater. More of a planet hopper if anything. But anyways, I might get to fly it soon. Hopefully, I won't crash it or total it or anything. So if you're wondering how someone like me managed to get a hold of something like that, it's fragging easy. I swiped it off some Decepticons when they weren't looking. You see.... Decepticon activity has been building up around here for a little while and they're starting to come just a little too close for comfort. Close enough to warrent a little sabatogue and misdirection. Yeah.... spying is my first function. Let's get that straight. I may not be the greatest, but I'm pretty slagging awesome. Anyways, my superiors thought it would be a good idea to send a team of us up to investigate what those freaks were up to and see if we could steer them away. Pft! Like I need a team to help me out! I'm fine. I can handle it, no prob! But anyways, we did but not without them noticing us. So we crammed in to this one seater after I sabatogued their ship to get it away from Cybertron. I SWEAR they're getting boulder. I totally fragging swear it! It used to be quite rare to see their ships around. It's still an odd occurance, but it's getting a little more frequent. But that's not the thing I was talking about. What I'm talking about is the one seater I got out of the deal.

 When we brought it back, my superiors wanted it checked out first so that's what happened. That was pretty much the first stage before they even started to consider the idea of me working on it and converting it over to Autobot standards.  But I was eventually given the okay and well.... now I've got it. I'm calling it "The Chevron." I've taken out the weapon systems and stripped it down for speed. I like fast things and I wanted The Chevron to be fast. The only catch is that I can't use it to defend myself and if I ever end up in the middle of space debris or an asteroid field, it's game over. So I have to be careful where I fly it. With any luck, I'll be able to take it out for a spin very soon. It seems about ready for use. I hope I didn't forget anything. Maybe..... I can sneak it out for a quick flight? Yeah. That sounds cool. And if I do it right, no one'll notice I or the Cheveron is gone. But you didn't hear it from me. Actually, just forget I even said anything, got it? And say nothing to my superiors either.

Anyways, that's all for me. So if you suddenly find industrial strength epoxy on your audios and other places where it shouldn't be, you know who's behind it, ;)

Later, guys.

- Longbow