We are a literate, intermediate to advanced AU Transformers RPG Based off of the first season of TFP with dashes of other incarnations sprinkled here or there. Characters from any continuity are welcome however must be restyled to match the TFPrime universe.
Active, with ongoing plotlines, we are always willing to integrate new characters into storylines once incorporated into the setting.
Soledad stepped off the bus, and as it trundled off, spewing blue smoke (mechanical problem for sure, her hands itched to fix it), she took a deep breath and let it out in a wild, sharp scream of utter frustration. "That - stupid - idiot at the ticket counter! 'Oh, yeah, this ticket'll getcha all the way to Tranquility!' My ass." She tore up the useless ticket and tossed the scraps away, for lack of a ticket-seller's neck to wring. "Way to get me stranded in the middle of nowhere."
She kicked a few rocks around for the look of the thing, but her tantrum had mostly petered itself out. It wasn't as if she had pressing business in Tranquility. Or anywhere else. She could just linger in the desert if she wanted to. Get her water from the cacti or something. (She was pretty sure you could do that. Maybe something she'd seen on TV.)
Soledad eyed the landscape of Absolutely Nothing stretching out in all directions. "Maybe not," she muttered.
Ah well. The bus driver had apologetically told her there was a town up ahead. A couple hours of walking - less if she could thumb a ride off someone who wasn't an ax murderer, and she'd be back in civilization again. After that - well, she'd play it by ear. It'd worked pretty well for her so far.
And even the Middle of Nowhere, USA was better than where she'd come from.
Post by starscream on Feb 26, 2012 23:29:45 GMT -5
Starscream was again out flying. He knew knowledge was power. And while he had yet to find out how knowledge on this planet would help him, Starscream would continue to learn about it. He was sure to fly at all times, taking notes of the air temp, the wind, percentage of elements where, pressure and other easy to measure as well as others not so easy.
Another way he was learning was keeping pets. The most interesting being the humans. They seemed to talk about anything and everything right before expiring. And still the most annoying was Starscream was not clear on why they died. He gave the humans air like on their planet, plants from their area and also animals in the area. The best part was learning what animals to add to what cage and which ones not to as it seemed many ate another. Humans might be the dominate species but only because of their buildings it seemed. Adding the right animals or plants worked for the other creatures from this world.
The water was the hardest one to find out but in the end he did. Starscream went though a few humans before they told him about that need. Starscream did feel slow for not thinking of water being needed. After all did he not need energon. It seemed water and energon where the same equivalents. After adding water to the cages helped with the other nonhumans too.
However Starscream’s last human had just died. He needed a new one. So here he was looking for a lone human to take back to his ‘lab’ and see what he learned from the next one or patch. Looking around Starscream saw a perfect one to get for his collection. In the middle of nowhere and with on one. Fast and easy just what Starscream needed.
Giving a scan to make sure no other Transformers were around Starscream flew right at the human and transformed to his bi-petal form. Landing on the ground with his normal grace and easy.
From so high up, the plane hardly looked like more than a speck; Soledad would have mistaken it for a bird if not for the surprisingly loud roar of its engines.
"Must be a military base nearby," she mused, shading her eyes, then aside from making a mental note to stay well clear of any military base she might stumble across, thought no more about it.
Until the plane banked, divebombed right at her, and folded up like the world's craziest piece of giant metal origami into - well, it had arms and legs and a head, but it was by no stretch human. Far too big for one thing. Soledad yelped and scrambled backward, her backpack between herself and the metal monster for lack of any other cover. Damn the desert anyway! she thought fiercely, with the part of her who wasn't gibbering in panic.
"I'm not going back!" she shouted at it. "You can't make me!"
Having landed Starscream thought the human would run. Most did. It was fun to grab them even if at first he killed about three that way. It was so hard not to squish them. They had no armor to protect them and the outside was so delicate and soft. This one held its ground. Starscream was about to grab it and fly back off but he froze for a moment at what it said.
“Not go back where?!” What was this human talking about? Could it know where the Autobot base is? If so he was about to find something priceless. And from a human?! That would be the funniest part. Maybe he should get a vehicon to help care of it so it would not die so fast and while he was at it he could figure out better care for this thing and the others. It was a thought.
It talked. It TALKED. It has a mouth and it talked. ....What the HELL.
Truth be told, it did occur to Soledad to run. She might have, if there was anything resembling cover anywhere within sight. Also if her legs hadn't turned to jelly. And if it hadn't talked.
"You're not from Social Services?" she hedged, peeking up at him - it - him (it sounded male, and maybe that was the only way you could tell with giant robots for all she knew) from behind her backpack. "Or Immigration?"
Military hardware, then, she realized, and was instantly flooded with visions of him drawling "I'd tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya." In an inexplicable John Wayne accent, which was pretty ridiculous considering the robot's voice had more in common with a teenage boy who'd just gotten a boot to the jewels than John Wayne. That thought was sufficient to distract her from the thought of the robot actually having to kill her; she fought down a giggle.
"So wait - wait. Uh, this is probably a rude question, but what are you? Who, uh, built you, I guess? Wait-" She frowned. "You're not a Gundam, are you?"
It seemed when Starscream asked where the human decided to give random words out. “What? Social Services, Immigration?!” A quick scan of the internet, that vile but useful human tool, gave a quick answer on those two questions. “No. If they could immigration would have me, and I am sure with how the pets I have had do social services would as well. And good luck I would enjoy the chance to scrap some more of this plants joke of an air fight.” As the human was not moving Starscream stood looking down only 3 yards from where the human stood. Wings at rest and servos on hips.
“Human everytime you talk I know why your race is so backwards. No one made me I am Starscream and I have no idea what a Gundam is.” Again the internet helped. Starscream’s wings jerked forward and went stiff and his optics going bright red. “YOU THINK SOME HUMAN IS IN ME AND CONTROLLING ME?!? You are just rude. Really.” The wings stayed stiffed but did move back a little, only a little.
Starscream should stop playing and talking with this human and move on but this human was different. That made a little waiting all the worth it to see if more could be learned or a better place to learn found.
It was... an experience, to have something the height of most buildings yelling at you. Soledad hid behind her backpack again, heart pounding, then the sheer ridiculousness of that action hit her and startled fear was replaced by fury.
"Hey, you're the one who landed practically on top of me out of nowhere and scared the hell out of me! You're the rude one! I've never seen anything like you before, of course I'm going to have questions." She scowled at the machine, chin jutting out stubbornly. "And frankly, Gundams are prettier."
Starscream was about to explain about how he was going to keep a pet but the comment about a Gundam was prettier made him change his mind. So instead he talked about that. “WHAT? A thing better than me! I might not give you that water after all!”
At which time Starscream made a grab for the human. He was tried of this taking. Time to go back to the ship and move on.
From yelled at by a giant robot, to being grabbed by a giant robot; Soledad finally tried to run, a jolt of adrenaline powering her legs, but she simply couldn't get out of the way in time. The robot's long, sharp fingers closed around her, pinning her arms and legs and squeezing her ribcage, forcing a breathless squeak from her. Then she couldn't get her breath back for pressure and panic, and wondered dizzily if Immigration wouldn't have been preferable after all...
Post by starscream on Feb 29, 2012 23:56:35 GMT -5
There was not a small bit of laughter in Starscream’s processor at the little human’s attempt to run. Really out run him? On picking up the child, as Starscream could now tell from having her in his servo that the human was a young female, he had to be careful not the crush her. That was the way he lost the first one. So soft and easy to damage. But now it was better and he only held her too tight for a short time.
Looking down Starscream gave his classic smirk. “Ready for a ride little girl?” Starscream let the human fall and changed to alt-form. Letting the cockpit come open and move to be under the human. The child went right in. With that the top came down and the lock was set. “Don’t touch my instruments or you will have a long way to fall.” Starscream took off for the Nemesis.
Soledad cried out wordlessly and clung to the seat as her captor launched himself skyward, slamming her back with inertia. It seemed an eternity before it eased, allowing her to breathe again; she slumped back, panting, and waited for the haze to clear from her vision.
"Why... are you doing this?" she asked, a plea in her voice rather than a demand. "What do you want from me?"
It was fun to fly in circles and going up and down fast. Starscream enjoy the feel of the wind and gravity work. Fighting the two was part of the fun and winning always there but sometimes never reached. But with the human who might purge her tank the fun was not the same. Starscream did not want to have to deal with the clean up.
Hearing the human Starscream focused on the words. “I am taking you because I want to know more about humans. I want you to not die as fast as the others.” Starscream thought for a short time about doing a few loops but still the clean up was not worth the fun.
"Others? Not die?" Soledad repeated stupidly. From the way the sky was rolling outside the cockpit (a match to how her stomach was roiling on the inside), her captor was having fun with this - damn him. "Hey, listen. Humans have these things? They're called books? They're really neat, they've got all kinds of information in them, and you can just open it up and read it!" She dug in her backpack and fished out the first book that came to her hand and waved it at the instrument panel, as if there were eyes there. "So if there's something you don't know about humans, you can get a book on the subject and look it up! Seems a lot less trouble that kidnapping some random kid off the side of the highway."
Soledad thought to actually take a look at the book she was waving at Starscream. A sci-fi novel. Damn irony.
There was laughter all around as Starscream found the fear of the human funny. It was not clear why this was funny only that it was. But as the explanation of books came up Starscream half hear before adding something important, to him at least. “But not as interesting. And specimen I can observe and adjust as need.” Even if from past it was hard to see and adjust before the off-lining happened. “Your books are small and you saw how tall I was. This makes your books small and hard to hold and read.”
Soledad blinked as the mental image of Starscream trying to read a tiny book in his big, clawed hands popped into her head. ...Then she started to giggle, and couldn't stop for a good five minutes.
"Yeah, okay, fair enough," she admitted, still with the occasional giggle. "What about an e-reader then? A big e-reader." She spread her hands as wide as they would go in the cramped cockpit. "You can get the classics for free on those, you know. Oh, and Angry Birds! Tell me you've played Angry Birds." The image of him playing Angry Birds sent her into another fit of giggles; as coping mechanisms went it was embarrassing, but it felt a lot better than panicking.