Where is Cybertron, Anyway?

FRIENDS ONLY-Comment here to be added

Fri, 31 Oct 2008 00:09:47 GMT

POOL'S CLOSED

THIS IS
A FRIENDS-ONLY
JOURNAL,
BUT...

~~I leave certain posts about certain subjects unlocked for certain people.~~

THIS ARE SUPER SEKRIT BLOG

~~Update: O hai there, fantards, I see you've been going through my journal these past few days! I updated the tags and unlocked a few more to make it easier to read your fail.~~

~~PS I hear band-aids are on sale at Walgreens. Stock up, major butthurt ahead.~~

POOL'S CLOSED

Wishful Thinking

Mon, 02 Jun 2008 14:31:10 GMT

I wrote this for a writing contest at the IDW forum; let me know what you think.

Wishful Thinking

In the Decepticon brig, all gathered to gawk at the sight before them: a captured Autobot. Secured behind softly humming energy bars, the sound was an unpleasant reminder of what would happen if he attempted to escape.

While staring at their new prisoner was undoubtedly the best thing since pinning coils and flux rings, the uncanny behavior of a certain Decepticon leader and a habitually high-strung Air Commander was far more interesting and…strange. Megatron had ordered Starscream and the Seekers to steal energy from a nearby power plant; instead, Starscream had returned with an Autobot.

Turning to Starscream, optics locked on his subordinate, Megatron’s calm tone cut through the air.

“Brilliant, Starscream, this was absolutely brilliant…bringing this Autobot to me.”

Having picked up on the compliment, which was totally out of character for their leader, Thundercracker leaned over to Skywarp.

“Something’s wrong,” the blue Seeker whispered.

Skywarp nodded. “Yeah, one should be trying to kill the other. Or at the very least, Screamer should be a part of the wall right about now.” he whispered back.

Trying diligently to hide his surprise, Starscream stood waiting. Megatron’s praise was wholly unexpected. Verbal lashings were the necessities of enforcing discipline; shortcomings or not, the Decepticon leader’s words never came without a price. And Starscream had paid the price many times.

“Yes, Lord Megatron,” Starscream finally replied, unable to hide his customary arrogance from clinging to every syllable he uttered. “We’re so close to victory.”

Megatron smiled. Immediately, shrewd appraisal coursed through his processor. Starscream, you are almost too easy to manipulate. I know your ambitions. I’ll make sure you never pose a threat to me, he promised.

Starscream promptly returned the smile with one of his own. I am the future. All you do is live in the past. Soon, I will expose you for the failure you are and lead this army to victory, the Seeker envisaged.

As the inevitable clash of wills was eagerly anticipated, absolute shock ran through the room as the unimaginable happened right before them.

“Let’s have some energon while we celebrate in my ready room,” Megatron suggested, motioning for Starscream to follow him into the adjoining corridor.

Giving Soundwave a quick nod of approval, Megatron’s order was firm.

“Soundwave, take over.”

Megatron and Starscream turned and exited the brig, leaving behind a room full of stunned mechs. All were still trying to process what had just happened when a small voice from behind the energy bars broke through the confusion.

“So…when are they going to try to kill each other?” it innocently asked.

“Shut the frag up, Bluestreak!” a furious Rumble yelled at the captive, who seemed perplexed. Assuming he would win, Rumble took advantage of Bluestreak's ignorance and wagered Megatron would immediately give Starscream a sound thrashing for his failure to carry out orders. Instead, his bet with the prisoner had just been lost.

Friday is Party Time!

Sat, 29 Mar 2008 01:13:02 GMT

Even giant robots party and it's Friday. Here's what they did:

First, I couldn't resist downloading this place, if just for the NAME:

"Dirge, what the hell is this human doing?"
"It's called dancing, Starscream."
"It looks like she's having a system meltdown. Should we put her out of her misery?"
"NO! They all look like that."

But he kinda gets...jiggy with it. Sort of.
"Hey, I like this!" Starscream tells Dirge.
"Yeah, once you get used to it, it's kinda fun!"
"Tell the humans to get lost!"
Dirge sighs and does what he's told.

Dirge gets rid of the humans for Starscream and then notices that Sunstorm is about to go nuclear on another human.

"Ha, you're all wet!" Sunstorm tells the human after slamming a water balloon into his face. The guy just walks away; what else can he do? Dirge is relieved. He likes it here.

Dirge tells Starscream it's time to go home. The girl is back, obviously too drunk to know better. Starscream decides to kill her some other time.

Everyone goes home and Starscream turns on the TV and indulges in one of his favorite hobbies-cursing out movie Starscream.
"You're doing it wrong!" he screams.