OLD PROMPT 28 Sept 2013 documentary style
Title: Chapter twenty-two of For a Few Upgrades More
Warnings/content advice: Laserbeak edited together all the drama, plotting, and sex parts of the present leg of their journey.
Rating: Pg-13
Continuity: Transformers Animated
Characters: Lockdown, Slipstream, Soundwave, with supporting Laserbeak and Ratbat. This chapter - Swindle and Eurythmans
Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to Hasbro et al, not to me
Prompt: 28 Sept 2013 "Scenario: taking part in a fly-on-the-wall style documentary" Laserbeak selected these songs for his soundtrack: The Cure - Where the Birds Always Sing and The Cure - Burn.
Hab Suite - Standard video
Ratbat drops boxes of organic food pellets down upon the three Eurythmans huddled together on the floor. "Part of a complete breakfast!"
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Bridge/Workshop - Soft Filter
Slipstream is seated cross-legged upon Lockdown's operating table, wearing spectacles and leaning over a datapad. "Oh! Thanks! I didn't know I was reading I'm My Own Me! I so needed Prysmosian Googlespecs to go online and alert me to that fact! It's not like I have the data RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!"
Soundwave speaks from out of frame, "Modes: adjustable. Spectacles: not required."
Slipstream turns and aims a smouldering glance over her specs, just off center. Video zooms to close-up. "But do I look authoritative?"
"Always. Commander."
Slipstream shrugs. She turns again to view the datapad. "Besides, they were a gift."
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Cargo Bay - Image Intensification/Monochromatic video
Lockdown and Swindle are seated at portable, transforming table and chairs, playing a game of chance and drinking straight energon.
"You know, I still have a few of those protoforms left," Swindle says.
"Quiet about that." Lockdown takes a swig of energon. "Your turn."
"Dealer swaps one card." A zoom of the lens reveals that Swindle actually draws two cards. "What do you think it takes? CNA sample?"
"I think it's a bad idea. Give me two. Dunno why you want more Starscreams. Don't need 'em with the arsenal you're packing." Swindle slides two cards across the tabletop.
"I know I'm sexy, but Seekers look imposing. Could get a fresh sample from that one-"
"No!" Lockdown scratches his hook against his jaw as he studies his hand.
"Have it your way! Don't need her, but what's she doing here? Or the other one? Thought you worked alone."
"I do." Several beats. "Clones had a bounty on them."
"Rather missed the window to turn her in, My Friend."
"Doesn't matter. Got what I was looking for." Another swig.
"I'm in for 100." Swindle moves chips.
"I'll...see that and raise 50."
"It's the variant frame."
"They're useful in a fight. Kid- Soundwave's probably packing as much as you, 'cept it's all virtual."
"No one is armed like I am!"
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Hab Suite - Active Infra Red/Monochromatic video
Something small moves on the surface of the lowest recharge berth. A length of fabric disguises its shape, but organic fingers and hair can be seen at some edges.
Switch to thermal imaging/false color video
There are a pair of organic bodies beneath the cloth, hottest at the core, where they join, with secondary hotspots approximately at the throat. The organics repeat rocking movements as their throats flare brightly.
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Bridge/Workshop - soft filter
Soundwave holds Ratbat in his keytar form, playing a heavily synthesized melody. Slipstream is lounging in the Captain's chair, watching Soundwave play. "This is how you make others comply? With Ratbat?"
"Ratbat not required: with you," Soundwave tones.
"No. The infrasonics just highly encourage positive response."
"Responses: your choice."
Slipstream straightens in the chair. She shakes her head. "I mean, it's not like you make me do anything, but it's not like a serious decision, if I seem to react positively to you. It's just logical, right? Like sometimes giving assistance to an ally. Like bonding between team mates, so we work better together. That's normal! You know. If you're going to fly in close formation with others you have to really be in sync."
"Negative. Soundwave: Not a flier. Slipstream: finds close bonds with teammates desirable." Soundwave holds Ratbat, without playing.
"What? You have two little fliers linked to you. You must know. It's not- doesn't have to be desire! You just require a certain level of sync and familiarity."
"Soundwave: peripheral to Slipstream?" Ratbat transforms and perches atop Soundwave's shoulder.
"I guess. That makes it sound like you're just some device. You know, right? There are things you understand."
"Acknowledged. Slipstream also understands. If Megatron is located?"
"Uncertain. My ability to command is the same, but without my brothers, it is not as noticeable or necessary."
"Your leadership not restricted to Seekers, Commander." Ratbat flies to Slipstream's arm and perches upon it.
"I didn't know what Megatron was to you, when I pulled rank." Slipstream pets Ratbat as she speaks, "I know we both share a cause, but I do not believe you would be happy to follow me into Megatron's command, any more than I'd want you to encourage me to follow Starscream."
"Affirmative. Soundwave: yours to command. Minions: agreed. Sync and familiarity: effective. Desire: superfluous. Cause: shared."
Slipstream smiles; it is almost a smirk. "Your loyalty is sincerely appreciated, Soundwave. One could not want more in a Decepticon lieutenant. But, if there were a little desire, that would be a separate matter."
"I-" Soundwave begins to speak, tone dropped from his vocalizer, but the video cuts abruptly here.
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Cargo bay - Image intensification/Monochromatic video
Soundwave enters from corridor as Swindle and Lockdown are in midst of argument. Lockdown's fist strikes the table, the imapact toppling stacks of chips. "You slaggin' cheat!"
Swindle raises his hands in gesture of innocence or surrender. "Me? Cheat you? Thought you knew me better!"
Soundwave places a hand on Lockdown's spiked shoulder guard. "Captain's presence required on bridge," he tones. "Soundwave will play with our guest."
Lockdown chuckles. "Fine by me."
Swindle laughs. "Name's Swindle!" Wide smile. "Always happy to make the acquaintance of a new customer- friend!"
"A most trustworthy name." Soundwave takes a seat just as Lockdown vacates the portable chair.
"Isn't it though?"
"Explain this game," Soundwave tones.
Lockdown plants his hand on Soundwave's shoulder as he leans over to speak. "You two should get along famously. You watch this one, Kemosabe."
"How do you feel about Praxus Hold-em?"
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Bridge/Workshop - Active Infrared/Monochromatic video
Lockdown sways like the ship's banking under him as he enters the bridge. Slipstream is at the worktable with her back to the room. "You send for me?" Lockdown asks.
Slipstream turns and regards Lockdown through her spectacles. "You're overcharged."
"You're hot!"
"I rest my case."
Lockdown leans over the surface of the slab, gazing at the Seeker. "Say something science-like."
Slipstream smirks. Ratbat, perched on the shelves displaying mods flaps his wings. She waves at the bat. "Exothermic." Then, "We're nearly to Eurythma. So, c'mon, you can work off the charge polishing my wings." She deposits cloth and polish on the table, then vaults to its top.
Lockdown makes a salute. "Yes, Ma'am!"
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Warnings/content advice: Laserbeak edited together all the drama, plotting, and sex parts of the present leg of their journey.
Rating: Pg-13
Continuity: Transformers Animated
Characters: Lockdown, Slipstream, Soundwave, with supporting Laserbeak and Ratbat. This chapter - Swindle and Eurythmans
Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to Hasbro et al, not to me
Prompt: 28 Sept 2013 "Scenario: taking part in a fly-on-the-wall style documentary" Laserbeak selected these songs for his soundtrack: The Cure - Where the Birds Always Sing and The Cure - Burn.
Hab Suite - Standard video
Ratbat drops boxes of organic food pellets down upon the three Eurythmans huddled together on the floor. "Part of a complete breakfast!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bridge/Workshop - Soft Filter
Slipstream is seated cross-legged upon Lockdown's operating table, wearing spectacles and leaning over a datapad. "Oh! Thanks! I didn't know I was reading I'm My Own Me! I so needed Prysmosian Googlespecs to go online and alert me to that fact! It's not like I have the data RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!"
Soundwave speaks from out of frame, "Modes: adjustable. Spectacles: not required."
Slipstream turns and aims a smouldering glance over her specs, just off center. Video zooms to close-up. "But do I look authoritative?"
"Always. Commander."
Slipstream shrugs. She turns again to view the datapad. "Besides, they were a gift."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Cargo Bay - Image Intensification/Monochromatic video
Lockdown and Swindle are seated at portable, transforming table and chairs, playing a game of chance and drinking straight energon.
"You know, I still have a few of those protoforms left," Swindle says.
"Quiet about that." Lockdown takes a swig of energon. "Your turn."
"Dealer swaps one card." A zoom of the lens reveals that Swindle actually draws two cards. "What do you think it takes? CNA sample?"
"I think it's a bad idea. Give me two. Dunno why you want more Starscreams. Don't need 'em with the arsenal you're packing." Swindle slides two cards across the tabletop.
"I know I'm sexy, but Seekers look imposing. Could get a fresh sample from that one-"
"No!" Lockdown scratches his hook against his jaw as he studies his hand.
"Have it your way! Don't need her, but what's she doing here? Or the other one? Thought you worked alone."
"I do." Several beats. "Clones had a bounty on them."
"Rather missed the window to turn her in, My Friend."
"Doesn't matter. Got what I was looking for." Another swig.
"I'm in for 100." Swindle moves chips.
"I'll...see that and raise 50."
"It's the variant frame."
"They're useful in a fight. Kid- Soundwave's probably packing as much as you, 'cept it's all virtual."
"No one is armed like I am!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hab Suite - Active Infra Red/Monochromatic video
Something small moves on the surface of the lowest recharge berth. A length of fabric disguises its shape, but organic fingers and hair can be seen at some edges.
Switch to thermal imaging/false color video
There are a pair of organic bodies beneath the cloth, hottest at the core, where they join, with secondary hotspots approximately at the throat. The organics repeat rocking movements as their throats flare brightly.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bridge/Workshop - soft filter
Soundwave holds Ratbat in his keytar form, playing a heavily synthesized melody. Slipstream is lounging in the Captain's chair, watching Soundwave play. "This is how you make others comply? With Ratbat?"
"Ratbat not required: with you," Soundwave tones.
"No. The infrasonics just highly encourage positive response."
"Responses: your choice."
Slipstream straightens in the chair. She shakes her head. "I mean, it's not like you make me do anything, but it's not like a serious decision, if I seem to react positively to you. It's just logical, right? Like sometimes giving assistance to an ally. Like bonding between team mates, so we work better together. That's normal! You know. If you're going to fly in close formation with others you have to really be in sync."
"Negative. Soundwave: Not a flier. Slipstream: finds close bonds with teammates desirable." Soundwave holds Ratbat, without playing.
"What? You have two little fliers linked to you. You must know. It's not- doesn't have to be desire! You just require a certain level of sync and familiarity."
"Soundwave: peripheral to Slipstream?" Ratbat transforms and perches atop Soundwave's shoulder.
"I guess. That makes it sound like you're just some device. You know, right? There are things you understand."
"Acknowledged. Slipstream also understands. If Megatron is located?"
"Uncertain. My ability to command is the same, but without my brothers, it is not as noticeable or necessary."
"Your leadership not restricted to Seekers, Commander." Ratbat flies to Slipstream's arm and perches upon it.
"I didn't know what Megatron was to you, when I pulled rank." Slipstream pets Ratbat as she speaks, "I know we both share a cause, but I do not believe you would be happy to follow me into Megatron's command, any more than I'd want you to encourage me to follow Starscream."
"Affirmative. Soundwave: yours to command. Minions: agreed. Sync and familiarity: effective. Desire: superfluous. Cause: shared."
Slipstream smiles; it is almost a smirk. "Your loyalty is sincerely appreciated, Soundwave. One could not want more in a Decepticon lieutenant. But, if there were a little desire, that would be a separate matter."
"I-" Soundwave begins to speak, tone dropped from his vocalizer, but the video cuts abruptly here.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Cargo bay - Image intensification/Monochromatic video
Soundwave enters from corridor as Swindle and Lockdown are in midst of argument. Lockdown's fist strikes the table, the imapact toppling stacks of chips. "You slaggin' cheat!"
Swindle raises his hands in gesture of innocence or surrender. "Me? Cheat you? Thought you knew me better!"
Soundwave places a hand on Lockdown's spiked shoulder guard. "Captain's presence required on bridge," he tones. "Soundwave will play with our guest."
Lockdown chuckles. "Fine by me."
Swindle laughs. "Name's Swindle!" Wide smile. "Always happy to make the acquaintance of a new customer- friend!"
"A most trustworthy name." Soundwave takes a seat just as Lockdown vacates the portable chair.
"Isn't it though?"
"Explain this game," Soundwave tones.
Lockdown plants his hand on Soundwave's shoulder as he leans over to speak. "You two should get along famously. You watch this one, Kemosabe."
"How do you feel about Praxus Hold-em?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bridge/Workshop - Active Infrared/Monochromatic video
Lockdown sways like the ship's banking under him as he enters the bridge. Slipstream is at the worktable with her back to the room. "You send for me?" Lockdown asks.
Slipstream turns and regards Lockdown through her spectacles. "You're overcharged."
"You're hot!"
"I rest my case."
Lockdown leans over the surface of the slab, gazing at the Seeker. "Say something science-like."
Slipstream smirks. Ratbat, perched on the shelves displaying mods flaps his wings. She waves at the bat. "Exothermic." Then, "We're nearly to Eurythma. So, c'mon, you can work off the charge polishing my wings." She deposits cloth and polish on the table, then vaults to its top.
Lockdown makes a salute. "Yes, Ma'am!"
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