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Stole this meme from purajo. It looked like fun and I need to stretch my fic muscles a bit. My comments are in the [] brackets.
Pick fandom [I'm using my CE verse, which is an AU of G1 put in the Mechamorphosis game world] and characters [G1 or BW characters only. Don't know the other series well enough], I'll write at least one drabble. Repeats of ( Read more... )
Pick fandom [I'm using my CE verse, which is an AU of G1 put in the Mechamorphosis game world] and characters [G1 or BW characters only. Don't know the other series well enough], I'll write at least one drabble. Repeats of ( Read more... )
"Uhm, not to sound stupid or anything but what exactly does that machine do again?" Gwen sat in the clear tube looking more perplexed than frightened. She kept alternating her gaze between the wiring that connected her tube to the larger one that imprisoned Prowl.
Starscream scowled at the small squishie. "It mimics the talent of a certain deceased pirate and will remove both of you as thorns in my side," he snarled as he threw the switch.
The room went dark as the device monopolized all available power. The tubes lit up in the most incredible light show. Bands of color rippled down the sides, bathing the occupants in rainbows.
When the process completed, the tubes dimmed and went dark and the room lighting came back on.
Prowl reset his optical sensors to compensate for the drastic shifts in light levels. He was about to run a diagnostic on his audial suite as well when noticed the reason Starscream wasn't gloating.
Starscream had acquired a couple of "shoulder angels". Red and yellow shoulder angels that quite calmly had their weapons pressed to either side of his head.
Prowl glanced over at Gwen, to see Jazz lifting her out of the tube. She stared back at him as she patted herself down. "I don't feel any different."
"You aren't any different Gwen. Most of the weaker talents won't work on humans." Prowl assured her. Starscream made an inarticulate noise of frustrated fury. Prowl turned to face the Tyrant Leader. "We're not sure why, something to do with the conflict of Nexus energy with the subtle bio-energy fields humans have. At least, that's the current theory."
Jazz set Gwen down. "What about you mech? You feeling okay?"
Prowl huffed in exasperation. "I'm fine as well Jazz. The pirated pirate talent was to change the gender of a mech. I am a mass production model. I was never programmed with a gender."
Gwen snickered. "Can't see why he thought that changing your gender would hinder you as a tactician either. It wouldn't make a difference if you were female, you'd still be a tactical genius."
"Unless he planned to turn me male in the hope I'd be a primitive processored lout like Sideswipe. That wouldn't do much for my tactical skills." Prowl gave Sideswipe a sly grin and a wink when the warrior squawked in protest.
"Hey! Watch it with the insults! Rescuing you here, you ungrateful glitch!"
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