Dead End
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Yes, we're all doomed. I already knew that.
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Post by Dead End on Mar 30, 2008 10:01:06 GMT -5
Dead End drove back to base at the conclusion of the mission--surprisingly, the meeting with the ersatz Autobots hadn't erupted into a firestorm, and no one had fired the stray shot that killed Dead End. He was, once again, still alive. Oh, and Runamuck had surfaced, finally finding his way out of the maze of tunnels that made up the underbase.
He felt slightly depressed. Things never went the way he expected, no matter how pessimistic he felt. On the other hand, they never went all that well, either. Of all the car-formers to show up, why did it have to be that hooligan Runamuck? Why not Wildrider, if it had to be a loud, crude rowdy of a car?
Dead End was doomed. He was going to rust away alone and never see his brothers again on this god-forsaken planet.
And that was another thing--who was this 'Primus' the others kept claiming was their god and creator? Bah. Dead End's creators were Megatron and Vector Sigma. Period, full stop. Primus wasn't his god.
There was the main entrance to the base ahead, tall arched metal doors to the upper levels that crusted over the old mine entrance like some huge metal limpet. If he was lucky--and he never was--no one would bother him as he slunk off to his room to contemplate the futility of his existance.
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Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Mar 30, 2008 16:59:48 GMT -5
*CLUNK*
Straight in front of Dead End lands what must be this planet's version of a park bench. It's enough in front of him that he could break in time, unless he's too distracted by the funk he's in.
Going by the trajectory, it seemed to have been thrown from the nearby town. The loud amount of noise from that area would lend credibility to that theory too. Hmmm....
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Dead End
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Post by Dead End on Mar 30, 2008 18:25:30 GMT -5
Dead End is a Stunticon. He does not brake for hazards, though he may break them.
Dead End swerved suddenly, flipping up on two wheels momentarily as he zipped around it, then skidded out and reversed course. Who was throwing furniture and why? He flicked his radar on, scanning the direction the loud noise was coming from, then gunned his engine, heading back the way he came...
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Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Mar 30, 2008 21:05:04 GMT -5
Dead End's radar would inform him that there was something moving very fast on the ground, into objects that were not moving at all. Until the fast thing moved into them anyway, and then the previously-unmoving objects turned into objects that would move quite fast.
Also, as Dead End gets closer, he might hear laughter that is... hauntingly familiar...
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAA HA HA HAAA!!!"
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Dead End
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Yes, we're all doomed. I already knew that.
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Post by Dead End on Mar 30, 2008 21:46:58 GMT -5
It was a car--and not just any car. He knew that gray Ferrari with the red windows! Could it be?
Dead End's tires squealed as he skidded viciously around a corner and toward the newcomer. He jumped off a curb and attempted to zoom just over the other car, wheels skimming the gray roof by scant inches.
"WILDRIDER!" he shouted increduously. "Is that you?"
It couldn't be. Dead End wasn't supposed to have that kind of luck. It was probably some alternate universe clone that would turn out to be Hot Rod with a funny paint job.
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Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Mar 31, 2008 6:12:02 GMT -5
No less than eighteen store windows in the town have been damaged--two of which weren't on the ground floor. Garbage cans have been knocked over, their contents spewed out. The remains of several other vehicles are left strewn about, with various dents littered among their form. The native flora placed in roundabouts and between lanes to help beautify this town have been sprawled everywhere--including a few telltale leaves still attached to Wildrider's windscreen wiper. Who is currently using a tree he knocked over as a means of launching into more upper-level department store windows.
After crashing through the window and creating the most magical sound of glass shattering, Wildrider stopped. He heard someone's voice, but it sounded... different. He was used to a typically morose, depressed, and occasionally sardonic tone to that voice. And yet... "What the...?"
A transforming sound could be heard as Wildrider emerged from the hole that the Ferrari had entered. "...Dead End?"
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Dead End
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Yes, we're all doomed. I already knew that.
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Post by Dead End on Mar 31, 2008 11:11:10 GMT -5
"No, actually I'm a Decepticon repaint of Prowl," Dead End deadpanned as he transformed. "And you're under arrest for being a lifelong public nuisance. Wildrider, when did you get here?? Have you been assigned to a division yet?"
Dead End sounded almost disturbingly excited and happy... for him.
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Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Mar 31, 2008 15:54:21 GMT -5
Wildrider chuckles as he leaps out of the window and glides down to Dead End. His anti-gravs shut off mid-descent, however, leaving two satisfying dents the shape of Wildrider's feet in the asphalt.
"What? Get here? Not long ago. I'm in, uh, Warfare, I think. Noone bothered to tell me you were here either. Where are the others?
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Dead End
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Yes, we're all doomed. I already knew that.
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Post by Dead End on Mar 31, 2008 17:57:40 GMT -5
Dead End smirked behind the mask. So very Wildrider, that.
"I'm in Warfare, as well. Sky-byte is up to his usual stunning level of communications efficiency, I see." Dead End's voice is drily sardonic. "I look forward to going into battle under his command; it should get this futile diversion called life over with quickly."
"You're the only other Stunticon I know of, unless Sky-byte has forgotten to mention anyone else," Dead End replied, sounding somewhat depressed. "When and where did you get pulled from? I was yanked out of a battle early in 2007. Surprisingly, we were all still alive until then."
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Post by Wildrider on Mar 31, 2008 18:51:50 GMT -5
"Two thousand and seven??" Dead End was older than Wildrider by a factor of well over 100! "Dunno anything about that, I was just... well I think we were on our way back from kicking down that big robot that Starscream had built." Read: The end of Starscream's Brigade, making Wildrider the second time-travelling sports car from 1985 after the Delorean. "But then I must've blacked out, or somethin'.. and when I woke up, I was here!"
Wildrider shrugged. "And I dunno anything about Sky-Byte, save for that he's my--our--commander. Starscream and some guy Needlenose asked me some questions, and then Starscream said I was in Warfare, and he'd be radioin' Sky-Byte to inform him of me."
Reaching behind himself, he retrieves his Scattershot blaster He fires a low charge, causing a really fun BOOM sound, and setting fire to a couple of empty cars on the road. He scowls at the unoccupied vehicles. "Where's all the drivers? What's the point of being a Stunticon when there's nothing to knock off the road?"
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Dead End
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Post by Dead End on Mar 31, 2008 19:19:43 GMT -5
"You got the standard briefing?" Dead End asked, tossing his head slightly at the annoying 'BOOM'. "The locals were scared off by Unicron eating the next planet over and all left--er, did they show you the Unicron hologram? That was entertaining, going off the first time in the middle of our wargames."
"Lucky you. You missed a lot of... fun. Fortunately, you can read about our future history in the computer, I added it. We Stunticons are survivors, which is better than can be said of Megatron, the Insecticons, Starscream, and a lot of others," Dead End said dourly.
"Though Starscream is hard to get rid of permanently. That's why he's in charge here--no one wants him to be #2 and doing them the way he did Megatron all the time, and killing him is... harder than it looks," Dead End said darkly.
"He's turned out to be a better leader than Megatron said he was," Dead End allowed grudgingly.
"Have you met Scourge yet? The big one, not the little bug."
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Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Mar 31, 2008 21:18:38 GMT -5
Wildrider smiled. A Dead End that could actually bother to talk about how he was a survivor rather than someone who was doomed to perish RIGHT NOW is a pleasant change. Perhaps that's what two decades will do to a mech. During Dead End's talk--which he is paying attention to--Wildrider fires on a building that is in an ocean of a carpark--no point in the fire spreading to every building here. Wildrider pleasantly watches the building as flame start to bleed out from the wound his gun inflicted on it.
"HA! Starscream? A good leader?" Mind you, it's easier for Wildrider to swallow. He might not like the flyboy, but unlike his fellow Stunticons, he never swore fealty to anyone. One leader is as good as another.
"Scourge? Big bug?" Okay so he hasn't been paying attention to All the details.
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Dead End
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Post by Dead End on Mar 31, 2008 22:16:26 GMT -5
"No, Scourge the big.. black... truck. Who reminds me of Megatron for some reason. He has a rather commanding presence, and he's currently the head of Black Ops. Little Scourge is the bug. We have a few duplicate names around here, not to mention duplicate Autobots who act like Decepticons, and who will probably turn on us at the worst possible time and kill us all."
Dead End tilted his head slightly and looked at Wildrider's mischief. "Runamuck arrived recently as well. He's not a Stunticon, but he's a car, and rowdy. He used to have a partner, Runabout, who didn't make it here. Perhaps we should work with him. Counterpunch is a car as well, but he's about as friendly as Brawl--right, you don't know Brawl yet. He's one of the Combaticons, the guys that made up Bruticus. Megatron reprogrammed them after they were finally defeated into loyal soldiers." Dead End waved one hand airly.
"Cannonball is a light truck," Dead End said, remembering that the term 'SUV' was unknown back in 1985, "delightfully eccentric--considers himself a pirate, but should be all right to work with. Out on a mission now. I think that's all the cars, but I've probably forgotten someone. No doubt the atmosphere is corroding my memory chips and will do for me soon."
"Hook, the Constructicon, is head of Engineering and Medical. Do try not to annoy him; he's one of the few people who can fix our forcefields. The alternative is Shockwave--who is not our Shockwave, but someone with a lot more initiative, and he'd probably take you apart to see how you worked," Dead End said dourly.
"Starscream hates me and is out to get me. He's had me shot twice already," Dead End concludes sadly. "So if either set of Autobots don't get me, he probably will."
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Wildrider
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Post by Wildrider on Apr 1, 2008 3:52:07 GMT -5
"Black truck that's like Megatron?" Suddenly, Wildrider realizes he hasn't even really put much thought into the fact that there is no Motormaster here. A smile crosses his face. "Huh... sounds like we ain't so special anymore. Megatron liked us so much he made Stunticons across all the worlds, huh?"
When Dead End starting making his morose remarks about Starscream, Wildrider went to shove him. "Oh come on, since when do we care about Flyboy. We beat his big guy, there's no way he's getting one over on us now. Think he's going to mess with the BOTH of us?"
Wildrider was getting bored with the flame. Sure, it was pretty to look at, but it wasn't making as much noise as he had hoped.
He crouched down back into a Ferrari, and started to take off. "Come on, there's gotta be something else I can smash here."
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Dead End
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Post by Dead End on Apr 1, 2008 21:37:42 GMT -5
"Not a Stunticon... Scourge is a tanker-truck, like Octane--only not at all like Octane--right, you haven't met Octane yet. In robot mode, he looks like someone else he dislikes being reminded of. I think you'll recognize the resemblence. Scourge told me that he led a combiner team in his reality, a team much like the Combaticons--those guys you beat up as Menasor," Dead End explained.
Dead End's visor brightened as he glared back at Wildrider; he didn't feel enthusiastic enough to punch back. "We beat him as Menasor, Wildrider. We're short a few members, if you hadn't noticed."
Dead End transformed and rolled after Wildrider. "Probably. I think most of the useful stuff has already been scavenged from this town. Oh, and if you find a storehouse full of boxed toys, try not to break them. They're Shortround's, and he's not a jerk. A fairly amiable fellow, if easily excited." Unlike certain other much more deserving targets of mischief....
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