Ep 1.5 - I've Been Waiting to Smile (Open to one and all!)
Nov 9, 2014 23:46:25 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2014 23:46:25 GMT -5
Several moments of paintballing and chaos swirled around Buffalo Dump. He watched, somewhat dumbfounded as his swung his firing end wildly, as Vehicons scrambled and other crew splattered one another. He glanced over his shoulder to see Flatline charging, the elusive medic yelling something fierce, and then it clicked.
It's the stain-game.
"Hah!"
The stain-game had been the Dead End's crude version of paintball. Take paint left over or abandoned from construction projects, carry it in whatever container you could find, and splatter it on unsuspecting 'bots when you had the chance. Several times, it was used as a prank against someone that had another angry with them, but it was also a fun thing to do in the warmer months. B-Dump had participated himself several times, mostly as a shield and transport for smaller Cybertronians.
Thus, when his eye spotted a cowering Vehicon, B-Dump ran forward, picked up said Vehicon, crouched over it protectively and ran forward. "I'll cover you!" he yelled playfully, the Vehicon flailing for a moment before he realized he had a lumbering shield. War cries sounded as paint was fired from B-Dump's protective grip.
It's the stain-game.
"Hah!"
The stain-game had been the Dead End's crude version of paintball. Take paint left over or abandoned from construction projects, carry it in whatever container you could find, and splatter it on unsuspecting 'bots when you had the chance. Several times, it was used as a prank against someone that had another angry with them, but it was also a fun thing to do in the warmer months. B-Dump had participated himself several times, mostly as a shield and transport for smaller Cybertronians.
Thus, when his eye spotted a cowering Vehicon, B-Dump ran forward, picked up said Vehicon, crouched over it protectively and ran forward. "I'll cover you!" he yelled playfully, the Vehicon flailing for a moment before he realized he had a lumbering shield. War cries sounded as paint was fired from B-Dump's protective grip.