WHO: Starscream,
People listed here, civvies!
WHAT: Starscream tries to take over the world! He fails. ... yep.
WHEN: Noon on the 2nd of August.
WHERE: THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING
WARNINGS: Violence, character death, robots.
NOTES:
here is a rough outline of how shit is going down. HERE IS AN EVEN SHORTER VERSION.Also tag your own selves in kthx
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“Where the hell are those damn heroes?” snapped one businessman, his hands over his head as a drone pointed a gun at his back. “They're never here when you actually NEED them!”
[OOC: This area is full of drone robots and a whole lot of civilians here for lunch hour. Drone robots look (insert TFWiki link to WFC drones here!) and are armed primarily with stun lasers and the fact that they are, well, seven foot tall robots
There is exactly one dead civvie - an older woman who had an adverse reaction to the stun gun which caused her a heart attack. All other casualties are unconscious at present but otherwise fine.
Though the drones are semi-autonomous, Slade is directing them from an undisclosed location.]
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"This is Jack Bauer, we've got a situation at the Empire State Building, repeat-" he ducked as a stun laser flashed over head- "the Empire State Building! Multiple armed hostiles, they appear to be mechanical!" And didn't Jack miss the days when the only thing he had to defend a landmark like the Empire State from were human terrorists. "Need immediate backup!"
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He does hear Bauer's last words, though. "You have backup," he says, with a relatively Americanized Russian accent.
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The floors of the Empire State were pure chaos. Drone robots ran this way and that, paniced announcements went out over the loudspeakers. The security guards did an admirable job of trying to fend off the onslaught before they were summarily disarmed and disabled by the drones.
Nearer to the top floors, strange things were happening - long arms of strangely jointed alien metal had seemingly grown through the walls, and glowing purple crystals sprouted from the floor. Near these crystals, unshielded electronics went haywire, communication turned to static, and hair stood on end. The civilians avoided these like the plague. On the observation deck, twisting spiral staircases jut upwards and through the floor of the great machine above you...
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Oh, frag my life.
The one person he didn't want to see here. Great. he'd hoped, prayed that Rimmer's cowardice would have kept him home. Home and safe.
"Shockwave, Dr. Horrible; continue the spool-up sequence. I have... business to attend to ( ... )
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"My god," he whispered, fighting down the urge to either vomit or run. But they had been friends for too long, and this was something he had to...fix? Change? Something. He owed it to his friend to at least try.
Right?
"What the hell have you done?" he said in a louder voice. It wasn't much louder, though.
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[Slipstream and Terrorsaur]
The skies around the Empire State Building seem choked with flying drone patrols, led by the deadly Seekers Slipstream and Terrorsaur! Flying heroes, here's your chance for some action.
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She'd been intensely pleased and flattered when Starscream named her his Air Commander. Not, of course, that there was any doubt as to who it would be. Still, the position gratified her, solidified her reasons to follow his orders. Even so, she was a bit..wary about the response to this plan. The heroes of the City would certainly object (and she'd been trying to keep a relatively low profile).
Circling the building with her drone group, she wad decked out in the flight suit Starscream had built for her and then upgraded; it was both armor and protection against g-forces, which allowed her to maneuver more like her true robot self than the human body she inhabited.
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Or maybe it has occurred to Val and he just doesn't care.
Either way, here is the Karate Kid, easy to spot given he's still in bright orange and puttering along courtesy of his flight ring, which is neither nearly as fast or as agile as, you know, jet-powered robots, ( ... )
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Not literally across his nose, mind you, but he'd definitely feel the sizzle. Lord Starscream wanted people alive to be changed; she was looking forward to being a robot again, shedding the pathetic human shell the 'Porter had given her.
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Or he'd try to keep it out of his mind.
If he could.
Were this plan to fail, it would spell doom for the Decepticon empire. It would all be over. He knew the calculations, there was a good chance that the plan would fail, he'd told that to Starscream long ago. He had to remain focused, keep the plan on the tracks to victory. It had to succeed, for their continued survival, and to bring home to them. To stop being so weak. Feeling so weak ( ... )
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Starscream watched Shockwave carefully. He was worried, deeply worried about his second's emotional state. Primus knew his own status was bad - and how much worse would Shockwave be? Shockwave, who as a result of never having had emotions before had no coping mechanisms? Shockwave, who had been so much closer to Soundwave?
No. He, too, would focus on this task. This had to work. For the Empire. For himself.
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[Starscream has been killed by Waspinator, and while the machine is mostly busted, it still got enough energy from the destruction of Starscream's mutant spark that it went off anyway! About a hundred civvies have been affected (70 of them are robots, 30 of them have sparks; and 30 of the robots also have sparks I COULD MAKE A VENN DIAGRAM BUT I AM LAZY.) See (link here) for the list of imPorts affected.
Finally, a large number of machines have animated and become hostile, and there's still drones left to clean up! Feel free to make comm posts/your own logs for attacking animated robots/dealing with your own robot-ness, or post it here.]
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Or at least, it should have been, except for some reason there were a ridiculous number of rampaging machines waiting to greet Jack when he exited.
"DAMN IT!" He yelled. Not for the first or last time, Jack was denied the opportunity to rest. Slamming a new clip into his pistol, he took aim and resumed the fight.
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She had a few more guns slung over her shoulder and was playing Rambo with a belt full of ammo. The microwave whirled and launched itself at her.
"MOTHERFUCKER!" she snarled as the air crackled for a moment, charged, and just as the little bastard was about to take out her face, there was a humming WHUMPH. The machine spat sparks and twitched. One of its little tiny guns went off reflexively and pinged off another machine. Sarah rolled away and came up, already moving to jam her rifle into the face of another machine, whereupon, she calmly, grimly blew its head right off.
She snapped to the left and finally caught sight of Bauer, reloaded her gun, and scowled.
"You need a bigger gun, Bauer," she growled. "You're not shooting chipmunks off a fence."
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