And now we're making a Beast Wars Role Play!
Trumpets blared in a traditional grand and symphonic fashion as a group of maximals entered a crowded waiting room with an old TV that had just started airing the six o clock news. They could smell the tension as soon as they passed through the door. Everyone’s attention was half on the TV and half on the person sitting next to them. Of course,
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After five or six seconds of awkward silence, Optimus Primal was about to use Kw'it'skiwish’s own sniper rifle to shove a lesson of military conduct up his ass (it had been a long day) when suddenly one of the Predacon’s began to laugh uncontrollably. He fell onto the floor, hugging his torso plating like his spark was about to burst, and emitted a sound that sounded like a mix of giggling, guffawing, and screaming all with the volume turned up to eleven.
After about 30 seconds of this he found that he was able to compose himself and stood up, still giggling under his breath. “I’m sorry!” He said wiping a tear from his eye. “He’s just so adorable!” The predacon turned to Kw'it'skiwish, stretched his pinky and index finger from his pressed together index and ring finger, and said in a deep low voice, “West siiiiiiiiiiiide bitches! Preds gonna OWN you maxi-fags!”
At this point, Optimus Primal stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs, “DOCTOR HYSTERICS, THAT’S ENOUGH! YOU TOO KW’IT’SKIWISH! I WON’T HAVE OFFICIAL MILITARY PERSONEL BEHAVEING THIS WAY IN FRONT OF ME!” He slammed his hands against the desk, creating a deafening boom to bring everyone to attention. He then slid back into his seat and said, “It should be obvious at this point that all of you were selected from random lot’s.”
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As for you....linon, i believe i should tell you that your confidence may lead to your following. "Once the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will truly know peace, no sooner." "Thank you....now let us begin."
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As Nocturnus tried to choke down a chuckle over doctor hysterics, Optimus sighed and tried to forget the last two minutes of the briefing before turning to the predacons and gesturing for their military data. A tall lanky one with two incisors on his face and two large metal boxes hanging from his back simply handed over his data, but the other larger one felt he had to take it a step further by baring his several rows of teeth inside his huge gaping mouth before snarling, “I’m Bigmouth, and I won’t hear no stupid maximal talking dirt about us preds. We keep Cybertron safe and sound as well as any of ya and we don’t all think like that big dumb dragon, so shut it.”
“I said that’s enough!” Optimus primal screamed. Before once again sliding back into his chair exhausted. “Allow me to explain to you why you’re here. The recent ban on trans-warp technology has made some matters within the military extremely urgent. To elaborate, it’s now necessary to go back in time and destroy the original ships that myself and Megatron crash-landed on earth in. You see, those ships contain trans warp drives that could potentially alter history if they fell into the wrong hands.”
He coughed before adding, “Of course we’re in the future right now and history is seemingly unaltered, but it’s necessary to carry this out as a formality anyway.”
Nocturnus rustled about a bit and hooted, “But why draw us from lots? And what’s with the equal lots of Maximals and Predacons? Whooooooooo’s idea was that? Who? Who?”
Optimus Primal simply shrugged and said, “Politics, soldier. Politics. A lot of shi-… stuff hit the fan at the same time. The issue of Trans-Warp technology is the most hot button political debate out there. If we didn’t select people at random, it could look like we’re playing favorites.”
Dr. Hysterics chuckled, “And as luck would have it you get one of the military scientists who helped invent trans-warp technology. What a stroke a luck!”
Optimus primal shot a stern glance at Dr. Hysterics (one that showed he had quite enough insubordination for one day) before continuing, “As for the equal numbers of maximals and predacons, it’s as Tuskinator so eloquently put it. Tensions are high between the two parties and if we show that THEY CAN ACTUALLY GET ALONG on this mission it may help ease the tension. So here we are.”
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After the soldiers shuffled out of the room and the door closed behind them, Optimus Primal opened up a large can of liquid energon, took a long hard gulp before saying "Yeah, that's going to go just fine."
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