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driftfleet2017-04-02 12:58 am
theroadwarrior) wrote in driftfleet2017-04-02 12:58 am
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Video/Action. SPONSOR DROPS AREN'T SO BAD I GUESS.
Who: Max Rockatansky
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Starstruck
When: Sometime during the event, probs today, w/e w/e.
[Max is sitting casually in a chair with a messily opened sponsor drop box next to him; he's growing a considerable beard now, looks like. Easily five inches by now. Someone please make him shave it. Anyway, he's sitting very relaxed with a paper in his hands -- a postcard that some of you may inexplicably find left for you, courtesy of the rumor mill and the Atroma. You'll find it reads the following:
He doesn't read it outloud, but Max doesn't seem too bothered by this revealing of rumors, however. He's chewing on god knows what, rubbing his chin, something bright and colorful sitting in his lap that is not quite visible enough to be identified.]
... F'you got some postcard about me...
Mmm. S'all true. [He SHRUGS.] ... Stole only two chickens, though.
[Oh, someone's coming into the cargo bay of the SS Starstruck.
Excuse him, he's lifting up his sponsor gift -- what appears to be something titled BERF GUN on the side.
The feed ends, but beware, people who enter the cargo bay of the Starstruck may very well be shot by Max Rockatansky.
By one of these.
... It's, uh. Training. For you. Yes, training you for reflexes, and not because he wants to shoot you with foam darts.
And yes, the whole place will be littered with the those squishy foam bullets. LITTERED.
He's so fucking happy to be off that water planet, guys.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Starstruck
When: Sometime during the event, probs today, w/e w/e.
[Max is sitting casually in a chair with a messily opened sponsor drop box next to him; he's growing a considerable beard now, looks like. Easily five inches by now. Someone please make him shave it. Anyway, he's sitting very relaxed with a paper in his hands -- a postcard that some of you may inexplicably find left for you, courtesy of the rumor mill and the Atroma. You'll find it reads the following:
He doesn't read it outloud, but Max doesn't seem too bothered by this revealing of rumors, however. He's chewing on god knows what, rubbing his chin, something bright and colorful sitting in his lap that is not quite visible enough to be identified.]
... F'you got some postcard about me...
Mmm. S'all true. [He SHRUGS.] ... Stole only two chickens, though.
[Oh, someone's coming into the cargo bay of the SS Starstruck.
Excuse him, he's lifting up his sponsor gift -- what appears to be something titled BERF GUN on the side.
The feed ends, but beware, people who enter the cargo bay of the Starstruck may very well be shot by Max Rockatansky.
By one of these.
... It's, uh. Training. For you. Yes, training you for reflexes, and not because he wants to shoot you with foam darts.
And yes, the whole place will be littered with the those squishy foam bullets. LITTERED.
He's so fucking happy to be off that water planet, guys.]
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..Was it at the same time?
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[And boy it was a good investment.]
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[ That's impressive. ]
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[ Or ate them. But saved them from baking to death and being wasted. ]
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[wait no that sounds callous]
But I was humane 'bout it.
[much better]
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[ He shrugs. Hey man, he's eaten dog before, he gets it. ]
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max sends rock out to distract peggy when he finishes off jarvis's snack dishes left on the starstruck. oh, hell no.
here comes the captain, a-roaring her way into the cargo bay. ] Max! [ she shouts, fire on her breath. ]
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action » 2/3
Hnnn. Gone a while without getting punched.
And if I stay in the shuttle she doesn't expect, could catch her off guard.
But... Ahhh... will probably be in trouble for a while.......]
action » 3/4 i keep wanting to add more
He hates when women shoot at him or otherwise twist him into an armlock.
He could be killed in unfriendly fire. Or throttled.
.....]
action » 4/4 ok
AIMED AND READY, AGENT CARTER.]
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[ her indignation twists sharply into a query when she fails to find him as easily as she might have hoped. and yet, she's unbothered. unconcerned, really, except for a burning desire to avenge all her stolen snacks. she crosses the cargo bay, heading in the direction of max's shuttle. ]
Don't tell me you're hiding. Never took you for a coward.
[ goad. prompt. tease. ]
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He's absolutely good at being a coward when he wants, too. Cowardice is a step toward another day, sometimes. So with his supreme cowardice he sits in wait for her to approach the trap shuttle, as still as a stonehead but with twice the forehead wrinkle. It's not often one gets to see the covert ops side of a Rockatansky, so, y'know. It's a good practice.
So quiet! Drop a pen.]
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Well, then. [ she announces to the space -- walking the perimeter of the shuttle, but not yet peering inside. ] Maybe he's finally crawled out of hiding now that we've left the water.
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But he was once a cop, so he supposes that would be fitting. Mmmhmmm. A suitable way for him to finally kick the bucket. He could come back as a ghost haunting her next. Only instead of making her life hell with guilt and crippling hallucinations, he'd still take her treats and tea.
He doesn't budge once more. His whereabouts are not usual, to say the least.
He's had an itch for five minutes, but who cares, he'll itch it later.]
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giving up (or perhaps considering hailing him on the comms instead), peggy turns to leave. ]
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He turns only just slightly —
Steadies his arm and aim against metal.
And —
A dart donks her on the butt.]
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It came from the roof of one of the shuttles, where he's gone and laid flat. His head peers out from where he is to shoot a few more foam bullets with a trained pokerface.
Ptoo, ptoo, ptoo-]
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so, first? something smacks her in the rear. the rear. the sharp gasp is hardly dignified -- nor is the way she spins on her heel. and then three more follow and she's diving behind a tower of cargo crates. ]
MAX -- [ she shouts. roars, more like. it's him, isn't it? can't be anyone else. ] Bastard. You shot me in the...Max!
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This is the funniest shit he's seen in 20 years.
Can't breathe, gonna die. Goodbye world.]
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Oh, very funny. [ she shouts across the bay. given where the shots came from, and from where his noises erupt, she's got a better idea of where he is -- if not his exact position. ] Fire on your captain from behind, will you?
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Hang in there, Max, don't die from laughing too much. You're out of practice.
He doesn't come out still, but he figures she's already pinning him down.]
Got a sponsor drop.
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playing the victim: ] And so you decided to mutiny?
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[He hums, laying relaxed on the shuttle, staring at the ceiling.
Perhaps he's been around this place too long because--]
Tryin' to track me by my voice now?
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You would've complained by now today.
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He lays in wait again. This is what you get for commenting on my hygiene, captain.
Surprisingly, one of the few times he actually demonstrates his abilities in combat.
... And it's with foam darts.]
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Waiting...
Not a peep from Max. He rolls on his stomach, waiting for more words. Way to pinpoint his captain.
Just wait, I'mma shoot you on the butt some more. I'm an adult.]
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so she makes a break from one tower of crates to another -- showing a flicker of herself as she weaves to her destination. ]
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She narrowly evades three flying yellow darts -- they stick to the metal crate beyond her.
Hrnnmpf.
Dang.]
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[Yeah that's pretty much Max in a nutshell.]
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....
You also have that kid drawing of me smiling.
[Terrible, Furiosa. Terrible.]
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I'm making a wall of Fools. So far you're the only contender.
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Unreasonable.
This fleet is full of idiots, just got to find 'em.
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[She's joking, she knows no such thing exists.]
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I usually try my best to avoid being distinct anything.
.... Probably fail a lot, but I try.
[Usually he could just fade off in the desert and nobody'd know about him, period.
Oh, how the times change.]
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... But he has absolutely no rebuttal because he can't think of someone else who is grumpy around him at the present.]