Narrative//OPEN
WHO: Starscream, OPEN
WHAT: SINGING. LOTS OF SINGING.
WHERE: ANYWHERE.
WHEN: Whenever during the musical event.
WARNINGS/NOTES: This will start with a narrative, but post in your own threads with time/place and I'll play off of whatever you want! WE'LL MAKE BEAUTIFUL MUSIC.
( What's up? )
WHAT: SINGING. LOTS OF SINGING.
WHERE: ANYWHERE.
WHEN: Whenever during the musical event.
WARNINGS/NOTES: This will start with a narrative, but post in your own threads with time/place and I'll play off of whatever you want! WE'LL MAKE BEAUTIFUL MUSIC.
( What's up? )
All the meanwhile, taking a bite of cake. Because fuck yeah, cake.
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Starscream turns around, marching right back inside.
"My office! This instant!"
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"...We have work meetings?" Isaac says slowly. He looks down at his cake, then back up towards Starscream's office.
With a sigh of disappointment, the engineer sets the cake down. "Damn it," he mutters bitterly, helmet sliding back on as he dejectedly goes to follow Starscream inside.
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"Now, I know, I know. You'll take me apart and all that, but if you look at it from a business angle, you'd really be streamlining your efforts." He waves a dismissive hand, smiling in confidence.
"And you'd get to spend more time with me. I'll share with you a big secret, Isaac. I like you. You're made of sass and vitriol, and I find that quite a wholesome trait. For a human- no, not even a human. I just find you quite delightful."
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This whole thing is making him utterly speechless, actually. The helmet is really doing zero justice to his expression, because he is. Speechless. And not really in any of the good ways.
"Okay. Great. You like me. That's... precious and all, but I really don't see how making me your hostage is much of a fucking benefit to me. You piss me off, I hate Soundwave and Dirge, and I pretty much mock every Decepticon I meet. The hell makes you think I wanna stick around with you 24/7?"
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"I was afraid you might say that." Starscream pouts.
And then. Music.
And frag it, he's not even fighting it.
It feels.
Right.
"Welcome to my secret lair In Decepticon Hollow..."
He spreads his arms wide.
There is no escape.
"I hope that you've enjoyed your stay so far.
I know you've met my assistant Soundwave.
His appearance is quite boring,
But I assure you he's useful enough.
He's a sweetheart, calls me master.
And he has a way of finding pretty things and bringing them to me...!" He sings, leaning forward, sliding a claw under the chin of Isaac's helmet.
Letting go he steps back and sings loud, opening his chest-plates to emphasize the first line;
"Ohhh I'm so empty,
But I'm way too smart for you.
Even my henchmen think I'm crazy...
I'm not surprised that you agree.
If you could find some way to be-
A little bit less afraid of me-
You'd see the voices that control me, from inside my head...
Say I shouldn't kill you yet..."Suddenly they're moving ( ... )
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"A half-monkey, half-pony monster?"
Because ignoring the whole damn song implying some creepy. Thing. Starscream has for him, there's also this. A fucking half-monkey, half-pony creature that is drooling and twitching and flopping its way, slowly but surely, towards Isaac.
"I mean, what the fuck am I even supposed to say to that."
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"You're physically hurting it right now, Clarke."
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That's just. Kind of really awful. Damn it.
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