I swear it's not Wednesday night!
Writing: Put your entire music collection on shuffle, hit play, and write. Write for as long as each song plays and move on to a different writing when the song switches(even if it's mid-sentence). Go for ten songs(or five). If nothing comes, it still counts. If you're listening to a comedian, you can skip it.
Tearin’ It Up and Burnin’ It Down by Garth Brooks
Leave. It truly had to be the best word in the human vocabulary. It gave them the opportunity to get away from the Ark and generally cut loose. Yes, they often got into trouble during that time period (rumors swirled that some of the Autobots found themselves in an impound lot one morning and had no memory file on how they got there) and they all knew Red Alert had to be having a break down back in the Ark. With the music blaring and lights strobing, none of the mechs present really cared.
I Love Rock ‘N Roll by Joan Jett
Moonracer looked across the Energon bar and spotted the mech watching her in a sparkbeat. The minibots often hung around the social spot, but this one came every night she did and always watched her. He didn’t give her the feeling of malicious intent, more that he didn’t have the pluck to walk over to her. With a smile, the teal femme slid off her stool and made her way across the room.
Disconnected by The Dreaming
They had all left someone back on Cybertron. Mechs and femmes they called friend, family, lover. Everyone on the Ark knew what any other felt simply because they felt it too. No one mentioned it, but everyone held onto the fear that they would always feel the distance and pain of being separated. They all knew the possibility their loved ones had already perished crossed their processors, but it remained a taboo subject.
Save Yourself by Stabbing Westward
Sideswipe quietly watched his brother beat a training drone to pieces. He didn’t know what to say to his brother that could help ease the pain. He wanted to reach out to his twin, but at the same time, he had to deal with a similar problem. Sunstreaker had found out (the bad way) that Tracks had hooked up with Ultra Magnus while the golden mech was away on missions. Unfortunately, the red twin had come back from his own mission to find that Bumblebee had replaced him with a femme.
Scarborough Fair by Sarah Brightman
(Sticky verse what if)
Sunstreaker would never admit it to anyone. For frag’s sake, he barely admitted it to himself. As he watched her dance in rehearsal, oblivious to everything except the music and her movements, he knew why he chose her to model for him time and again.
To him, she embodied a unique beauty he had never seen anywhere else or in anyone else.
He quietly slipped out of the hall. No one needed to know he’d ever came.
Sneaking Under the Shield (Star Wars Clone Wars)
Ravage crept through the night on metal paws that made only the faintest whisper on the desert sand. Like the creature he had taken his form from, the cassette stalked his prey with grace and skill unmatched by any other. His quarry shifted rapidly. It knew he was there, and approaching. Cables tensed as the lithe mech prepared to spring. This particular piece of prey had escaped him before but not tonight. The panther’s legs propelled him forward and he tackled the unsuspecting mech to the ground.
“AH! Ravage! Get off!!” Rumble yelled pitifully under his comrade.
What is Love by Haddaway
Bluestreak sat in the corner of the rec room alone and staring into the depths of his Energon cube. He should have known better than to pursue Sideswipe and expect something long term from him. The gunner knew the Lambo’s reputation around the Ark, everyone did. Somehow, Bluestreak had fooled himself into thinking he could somehow convince the red twin to change. At least he hadn’t been cruel to the younger mech, not in the way of Sunstreaker when he’d shot the Datsun down before he even tried.
Mr. Vain by DJ Maurice
Sunstreaker gave the femme in his faceplates a mastered sneer. She apparently decided to tell the yellow twin exactly what she processed about him and he decided to handle like he did every thing else.
“Somehow you think that I give a flying frag about what you think.” He leaned closer and let his vocalizer drop to a whisper. “Trust me, I don’t even care about you.”
With that he turned away and resumed his conversation with a femme that decided she didn’t mind his personality for the night.
Love Shack by The B-52’s
Prime, Ultra Magnus, Prowl and the rest of the commanding officers had all left the Ark for some peace conference on the over side of the planet leaving the Wreckers, Twins, Aerialbots all at the base unsupervised. Granted, no one really knew who had put a sign that read “Love Shack” outside the rec room, but by the time the leaders returned, no one really cared. Optimus and Ultra Magnus looked at each other, then at the destroyed wreck that had been the Ark when they left and just sighed. Prowl eyed the sign above the door and then at the room itself and just shook his head. Every surface remained covered in either empty Energon cubes or off-line mechs recharging from a serious overenergizing.
Lost Cause by Scapegoat Wax
Cliffjumper marched through the halls of the Ark with his usual chip on his shoulder and attitude in place. He knew what the others thought of him and didn’t really care. He did his job, kicked Decepticon aft and made it home alive. If the others didn’t want to know who he really was, that rested completely on their shoulder struts, not his. He would always do what he had to, and nothing more unless he felt like it. They didn’t like it they could all kiss his tailpipe.
I Wish I Could Go Back to College from Avenue Q
Springer and Hotrod sat in the Ark rec room sitting away from all the others as they worked on their cubes of Energon. Neither could remember how they got on the particular subject of their Academy days. Some how, no matter how much better they were at the present, there was something depressing about realizing how long ago they’d left the training halls.
Soak Up the Sun by Sheryl Crow
Hound knew he just could not explain to anyone, not even Trailbreaker, why he enjoyed driving through the desert. He enjoyed the feeling of the sun warming his plating, the wind running over him, the sand slipping beneath his tires, and even the irritation of said sand in his gears. His drives were his way of truly relaxing. He never raced across the open landscape like Sideswipe. Instead, he drove at a leisurely speed. The best part though, he knew when he finished his drive Trailbreaker would still be waiting at the doors to welcome him back.
The No-No Song by Ringo Star
“Oh Primus my helm! Why? Why did I do it? My processor can’t even process what I even did?”
Silverbolt looked over and Slingshot and raised an optic ridge. “You went out with the twins. They brought you back at dawn. What happened between the time you left and came back is your problem. I thought you knew better.”
White Reflection by Two-Mix
(Sticky verse What if)
Sideswipe grinned as he and his twin watched the femme on the stage sing. To say the Energon bar had seen better days could not have been a bigger understatement, but the sparkling green femme in the spotlight made the place so much more. The red merchant moved some with the music and knew the beautiful femme would wind up somewhere big, some vorn, Slag, Sunstreaker had already told him he wanted her as a model.
Vorns later, she did become something big, not in with singing like in her original plan, but in dance.
Save Me by Shinedown
Sunstreaker let a scream rip through his vocalizer as he destroyed the table in his quarters. Even the shriek of metal ripping couldn’t ease the horrible feeling of furious rage, burning hatred and incurable pain. He should have known Tracks would betray him. In the end, no one except Sideswipe could ever handle who he really was.
Tearin’ It Up and Burnin’ It Down by Garth Brooks
Leave. It truly had to be the best word in the human vocabulary. It gave them the opportunity to get away from the Ark and generally cut loose. Yes, they often got into trouble during that time period (rumors swirled that some of the Autobots found themselves in an impound lot one morning and had no memory file on how they got there) and they all knew Red Alert had to be having a break down back in the Ark. With the music blaring and lights strobing, none of the mechs present really cared.
I Love Rock ‘N Roll by Joan Jett
Moonracer looked across the Energon bar and spotted the mech watching her in a sparkbeat. The minibots often hung around the social spot, but this one came every night she did and always watched her. He didn’t give her the feeling of malicious intent, more that he didn’t have the pluck to walk over to her. With a smile, the teal femme slid off her stool and made her way across the room.
Disconnected by The Dreaming
They had all left someone back on Cybertron. Mechs and femmes they called friend, family, lover. Everyone on the Ark knew what any other felt simply because they felt it too. No one mentioned it, but everyone held onto the fear that they would always feel the distance and pain of being separated. They all knew the possibility their loved ones had already perished crossed their processors, but it remained a taboo subject.
Save Yourself by Stabbing Westward
Sideswipe quietly watched his brother beat a training drone to pieces. He didn’t know what to say to his brother that could help ease the pain. He wanted to reach out to his twin, but at the same time, he had to deal with a similar problem. Sunstreaker had found out (the bad way) that Tracks had hooked up with Ultra Magnus while the golden mech was away on missions. Unfortunately, the red twin had come back from his own mission to find that Bumblebee had replaced him with a femme.
Scarborough Fair by Sarah Brightman
(Sticky verse what if)
Sunstreaker would never admit it to anyone. For frag’s sake, he barely admitted it to himself. As he watched her dance in rehearsal, oblivious to everything except the music and her movements, he knew why he chose her to model for him time and again.
To him, she embodied a unique beauty he had never seen anywhere else or in anyone else.
He quietly slipped out of the hall. No one needed to know he’d ever came.
Sneaking Under the Shield (Star Wars Clone Wars)
Ravage crept through the night on metal paws that made only the faintest whisper on the desert sand. Like the creature he had taken his form from, the cassette stalked his prey with grace and skill unmatched by any other. His quarry shifted rapidly. It knew he was there, and approaching. Cables tensed as the lithe mech prepared to spring. This particular piece of prey had escaped him before but not tonight. The panther’s legs propelled him forward and he tackled the unsuspecting mech to the ground.
“AH! Ravage! Get off!!” Rumble yelled pitifully under his comrade.
What is Love by Haddaway
Bluestreak sat in the corner of the rec room alone and staring into the depths of his Energon cube. He should have known better than to pursue Sideswipe and expect something long term from him. The gunner knew the Lambo’s reputation around the Ark, everyone did. Somehow, Bluestreak had fooled himself into thinking he could somehow convince the red twin to change. At least he hadn’t been cruel to the younger mech, not in the way of Sunstreaker when he’d shot the Datsun down before he even tried.
Mr. Vain by DJ Maurice
Sunstreaker gave the femme in his faceplates a mastered sneer. She apparently decided to tell the yellow twin exactly what she processed about him and he decided to handle like he did every thing else.
“Somehow you think that I give a flying frag about what you think.” He leaned closer and let his vocalizer drop to a whisper. “Trust me, I don’t even care about you.”
With that he turned away and resumed his conversation with a femme that decided she didn’t mind his personality for the night.
Love Shack by The B-52’s
Prime, Ultra Magnus, Prowl and the rest of the commanding officers had all left the Ark for some peace conference on the over side of the planet leaving the Wreckers, Twins, Aerialbots all at the base unsupervised. Granted, no one really knew who had put a sign that read “Love Shack” outside the rec room, but by the time the leaders returned, no one really cared. Optimus and Ultra Magnus looked at each other, then at the destroyed wreck that had been the Ark when they left and just sighed. Prowl eyed the sign above the door and then at the room itself and just shook his head. Every surface remained covered in either empty Energon cubes or off-line mechs recharging from a serious overenergizing.
Lost Cause by Scapegoat Wax
Cliffjumper marched through the halls of the Ark with his usual chip on his shoulder and attitude in place. He knew what the others thought of him and didn’t really care. He did his job, kicked Decepticon aft and made it home alive. If the others didn’t want to know who he really was, that rested completely on their shoulder struts, not his. He would always do what he had to, and nothing more unless he felt like it. They didn’t like it they could all kiss his tailpipe.
I Wish I Could Go Back to College from Avenue Q
Springer and Hotrod sat in the Ark rec room sitting away from all the others as they worked on their cubes of Energon. Neither could remember how they got on the particular subject of their Academy days. Some how, no matter how much better they were at the present, there was something depressing about realizing how long ago they’d left the training halls.
Soak Up the Sun by Sheryl Crow
Hound knew he just could not explain to anyone, not even Trailbreaker, why he enjoyed driving through the desert. He enjoyed the feeling of the sun warming his plating, the wind running over him, the sand slipping beneath his tires, and even the irritation of said sand in his gears. His drives were his way of truly relaxing. He never raced across the open landscape like Sideswipe. Instead, he drove at a leisurely speed. The best part though, he knew when he finished his drive Trailbreaker would still be waiting at the doors to welcome him back.
The No-No Song by Ringo Star
“Oh Primus my helm! Why? Why did I do it? My processor can’t even process what I even did?”
Silverbolt looked over and Slingshot and raised an optic ridge. “You went out with the twins. They brought you back at dawn. What happened between the time you left and came back is your problem. I thought you knew better.”
White Reflection by Two-Mix
(Sticky verse What if)
Sideswipe grinned as he and his twin watched the femme on the stage sing. To say the Energon bar had seen better days could not have been a bigger understatement, but the sparkling green femme in the spotlight made the place so much more. The red merchant moved some with the music and knew the beautiful femme would wind up somewhere big, some vorn, Slag, Sunstreaker had already told him he wanted her as a model.
Vorns later, she did become something big, not in with singing like in her original plan, but in dance.
Save Me by Shinedown
Sunstreaker let a scream rip through his vocalizer as he destroyed the table in his quarters. Even the shriek of metal ripping couldn’t ease the horrible feeling of furious rage, burning hatred and incurable pain. He should have known Tracks would betray him. In the end, no one except Sideswipe could ever handle who he really was.