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
(
Read more... )
Reply
No, absolutely not. Absolutely fragging not.
Time seemed to slow down as his processor started to overclock. Sentinel was too close, and he couldn't force his body to react in time (he'd blame it on headiness from energon radiation).
Not here. Not now. Not again. He couldn't fail, could not fail!
"STOP, you fool!" he shouted, his voice screeching higher and higher, nearing hysterics. "FOOL! TRAITOR! I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER THAN TO TRUST AN AUTOBOT-"
Why wasn't he processing correctly. How was Sentinel even beginning to move on from letting Waspinator go and cutting important relays and -
He screamed.
He screamed in rage, then pointed both hands at Sentinel as his upper arms transformed, the long points of null-rays emerging from underneath his metal skin. His relays - as well as the floor under his feet - flashed brilliant violet as he shot an electromagnetic pulse at Sentinel with a roar.
Reply
The blast halted him in both rant and demolition, and he had only a moment to realize what was happening - EMP? But...oh, right. Not human. Slag. - before he offlined. The lance fell from his hand as his systems froze and failed. He dropped like a rock, eyes wide, expression fixed in mute shock.
So much for his moment of triumph.
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
Fragging Autobots!
Why Sentinel had to suddenly have a change of spark was beyond him. Starscream needed to learn to lie better. To have done something to have put the Autobot's mind at ease, and- oh it did not matter now. Failure was already in motion. He could either choose to stick around or leave at this point.
While yes, he hadn't really wanted to come to begin with, his mind was still cluttered with unwanted things, he'd stay. No backing down now, he was already here.
"Hnnnn... Fragging..." he muttered, quickly shuffling around the damaged machine. Sparks crackled, and he backed up for a moment, giving it a good look over.
Yeah. He could not fix this.
But maybe...
"Starscream! Just... just get the bug back! Or anyone, I do not particularly care! I will try and keep the machine stable."
Reply
Hell no.
Rather than react as the rookie he'd been and just tackle the problem in front of him, he wasn't going to have it. Scarab was going to get a workout, scanning the breadth and width of the City as far as it could for the source. He'd nip this right in the bud and be done with it.
He was a pale streak of light in the sky, rockets wailing in their fury of speed as he arced low, sensors zeroing in. Scarab scanners blew up the image before him twice, threefold, just as Starscream's EMP lit up and nailed Sentinel Prime. Him again.
No banter (he sucked at banter), no entrance line (not enough time to think one up)...just that rocket thunder and two oversized, heavily armored fists forward, speeding towards Starscream like a bright, blue bullet.
Reply
He barely reacted in time. The blue streak was literally within inches of hitting him when he jumped away.
"What even -"
He blinked. "You?! Of all the heroes..."
He unclipped his cape and cast his crown aside.
"Shockwave! Try to see if you can use Sentinel! Just... ignore that idiot insect for the moment! I'll distract this fool..."
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
With the most meager of plans in mind, Jaime zipped back towards the platform, his arms reconstructing into a heavy, two-handed laser cannon, targeting systems already locking on Starscream as the cape and crown were discarded.
Reply
He'd fought this... what was his name? He couldn't remember. But the point was the boy had been a thorn in his side for far too long, and he wouldn't let his moment of triumph be ruined.
Warning: Weapons lock
"Oh, frag - "
Starscream immediately jumped and spun into a barrel roll, hoping to throw off Jamie's targeting systems.
Reply
"Come on!" He shouted, taking a swipe when he'd gotten close enough.
Reply
He wasn't even going to bother with the EMP laser this time. Plain old would do. He skipped backwards a pace and took aim, letting loose a barrage of bright red shots.
Reply
Leave a comment