((Physical appearance and alternate modes (Cybertronian jet, Lockheed Martin F-22 Raptor fighter jet) are taken from the 2007 movie and tie-in comics/novel, and I'm basing his personality on the same. Abilities and history will be pulled from several sources or invented as necessary, since the many different continuities of Transformers don't mesh
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"Various functions?" he asked. "That doesn't say much. It could mean being a paperweight."
Not that that was likely.
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"I was a scientist," he clarified, an even more pronounced growl creeping into his voice. "Then a soldier. I became one of the leaders of my race."
Those were the most pertinent facts, as far as he was concerned.
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"Thank you," he said softly. "That is, that's more informative. "What kind, what sort of scientist?"
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"I explored other planets, and studied other life forms." He continued to watch A as he thoughtfully added, "I was able to conduct my research without bringing harm to them, so advanced are my capabilities. It was a time of peace in the galaxy I come from, before the terrible war."
All of which was the truth. If the conversation went the way he expected it to, his calculated lies would come into play later.
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Name his request? Sure!
"Can you make me into a robot?"
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"That is impossible." He paused as he regarded Nny with more consideration than he'd normally spare for a human. This one at least seemed sensible. Who could possibly want to be trapped in such a fragile, weak body? "State another request."
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"You won't help me!!" he shrieked, producing a long knife from his sleeve. Just what good he thought it would do against a robot was uncertain. "One thing, ONE THING I want and you won't give it to me! You smug bastard!!! You've achieved peace and you don't want to share it! You can rot! You can just ROT!!!!!!"
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"An unfortunate decision." Or so he assumed, since he couldn't be sure what a 'squib' was. "I did not deny you help, merely stated my own limitations."
And peace? He debated whether it would benefit him at all to ask the fleshling to elaborate. Probably not, though the reaction might be amusing.
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"Superior logic processors," he said dismissively. In truth, the significance of the application, or lack thereof, was news to him. "Asking hypothetical questions can only serve so many purposes. I take it this-application, is designed to tell you something meaningful about me."
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"Designed to, maybe, but I don't know whether it does to anyone but the lunatic who wrote it." Of course, that did bring up the question of how Starscream would wear the Hat. "Considering I'm in Slytherin and none of us do a lot of bartending..."
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"When it comes to questions of uselessness," he said, after a long moment, "Your worth here is often judged by how much trouble you cause and how much amusement you bring to our strange benefactors." Or jailers, as they case could very well be.
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"So they measure worth by how inconvenienced they are," Starscream said, not quite a question. It made about as much sense as the application did. "And who are these-benefactors?"
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"A hat," he said, with a level of incredulity towards the fact that he was actually saying this bullshit without a hint of untruth, "A toy, a giant squid, and a pervert."
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"There is proof of this?"
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He gave River a considering look. Clearly this one possessed greater intellect than her fellows. She'd recognized his superiority, after all. "The alliance?" he queried, in a tone that was almost civil, for him.
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"You are from a different point in human evolution." There was a brief pause in which he began querying his data banks, muffled electronic tones and clicks accompanying the action. Then he shifted into a crouch, the better to look at River. "How did you get here?"
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