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Starscream (TFP) ([personal profile] starscheme) wrote in [community profile] robothell2015-02-24 11:40 am

[Open] BONJOUR, AUTOBUMS!

Who: Prime!Scream and you, and privately: Sharkatron, Dadtron and Ratchet.
What: Starscream needs some help reaching the FUCKING BOMB that's on his back bc his stick arms can't reach between his wings. Then he goes to the Autobots to scope things out and get his stab wound patched up.
When: Immediately after the fight with Dreadwing AND BEYOND
Where: Out in the wastes, and then later around the Autobot base camp and clinic.
Warnings: Language. Medical and mild descriptions of robo gore. Starscream.



1. FOR SHARKATRON

It's not as though he has been deliberately avoiding Megatron specifically or anything, but the seeker certainly hasn't been anywhere as clingy towards his leader lately as one might expect... Particularly if you take into account the ferocious loyalty he'd been demonstrating after rejoining the Decepticons, back in their own world.

There are numerous reasons for his cagey behavior, but in the end what it really comes down to is that Starscream hasn't really felt the urgent need to return to his master. Megatron seems to have little interest in keeping him on a short leash currently, there's no active war effort happening on this Cybertron (and from Starscream's timeline the war has been over for a few months anyway)... and what Starscream has felt the urgent need for is to mope about on his own and distance himself from anyone or anything that might have a chance of putting him in contact with Dreadwing.

Well, he's failed that last goal pretty spectacularly. Currently the jet is in the middle of tearing as far away from the bot in question as quickly as he can, praying that Megatronus can hold the muderous ex-con off long enough that by the time the dust settles he won't have any idea where his quarry has gone. As luck would have it, his current trajectory has put him in the right direction towards the one person who might possibly help him. Maybe. If he's feeling generous.

As Starscream approaches, his flight pattern is noticeably wobbly and off kilter, and he practically crashes at Megatron's feet, kicking up debris as he skids to a halt. He scrambles up onto his hands and knees so that the FUCKING BOMB that's latched to his back with armor piercing teeth is clearly visible between his wings when he starts begging. The words come tumbling out of his mouth: "Lord Megatron! Master, please, you must help me!" he bleats pathetically.


2. FOR DAD-TRON

So, one Megatron may have taken care of the bomb, but that doens't solve all of Starscream's problems. There's still the matter of the stab wound in his right wing that Dreadwing so generously provided him with in their last scuffle. It still drips bright blue energon here and there, but the more important issue is that Starscream can't fly properly like this. He can still get airborne, but having a gaping hole in one wing isn't exactly conducive to achieving the speed and agility that the seeker is accustomed to.

It's with great reluctance that he heads back out into the wastes on his own. The Megatron he knows is, after all, not even anything remotely resembling a medic, and would be of little use in this matter even if he was inclined to lend a hand. And Starscream very much doubts that he is.

His caution is at an all time high when he arrives in the general vicinity of the Autobot clinic. Not far from here is where he'd last run into Dreadwing, so the stakes are high and Starscream isn't about to take any chances. As long as he avoids running into Dreadwing again this should be easy, right? He just needs to locate an autobot and look and act pathetic enough for someone to finally have mercy on him and lead him to the right person to patch his wing. Yeah. Easy.

3. FOR RATCHET

Someway, somehow (witchcraft? bribery perhaps?), there's a Starscream in the clinic, and he's waiting to be attended to. Someone has apparently forgotten to put his falconing hood on too because he's fidgeting incessantly in the corner while he eyes up his surroundings with an unpleasant scowl. Rationally he knows that he shouldn't have to feel too nervous, because it's hardly as though anyone has officially and actively set up a faction divide on this Cybertron, but at the same time if anything that makes the whole situation all that more unpredictable.

Ratchet's name had been dropped on his way in here. Starscream can only hope that fate has led him to a different Ratchet than the grumpy, horrible one that he's familiar with, because he hasn't exactly got any juicy information to offer the old geezer in exchange for a medical kit this time.

4. OPEN TO ANYONE

Once all repairs have been made, Starscream will be hanging around the general vicinity of the base camp for a while. Watching. Waiting? But not in an ominous way, because he has no schemes cooking for now. He really should be getting back to Megatron, but frankly he's in an odd place lately, and unusually willing to entertain his curiosity about what kind of set up the Autobots have going here. If he likes what he sees, he may stick around for a while, for safety's sake. Wouldn't that be unfortunate for everyone else?

(PM me if you would like a more specific starter or if you'd like to plot anything. Otherwise go for whatever you want.)
chickscream: (of things I can do)

[personal profile] chickscream 2015-02-28 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Slipstream bursts out a laugh. "All at once? Allspark, he sounds like he's painted up like an Autobot!" Ahhh, an Autobot Starscream, now that's hilarious.

She admires the light on his claws, just for a second, and slants a grin his way. "Well, perhaps we'll be lucky enough to have other reasons to work together," she tells him, as close to friendly as she ever gets. "Is there anyone on your hitlist? Maybe we could trade favors."
chickscream: (I never wanted to be like you)

[personal profile] chickscream 2015-02-28 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
She glances, too, and kindly doesn't mention that he's apparently gotten beaten up by someone. After all, even she got shot down by Omega Supreme; it's no surprise to her that there's bigger and badder bots around than her and her new friend. "Good strategy," she agrees, "there's no use launching an attack when the enemy's ready and waiting."

At his pronouncement, she smiles back, and amends his statement, "Well, we useful fliers with two circuits to rub together, maybe. The rest can go fry themselves, for all I care, but you aren't so bad."
planate: (bromigo)

ROARS

[personal profile] planate 2015-02-28 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
Funnily enough, Pipes is actually fairly used to getting walked over. It happens when you're a minibot around normal sized mechs.

That isn't to say he doesn't yelp in shock, however. It does still hurt a bit.

"Woah, woah! Sorry-- jeez. You walked into me!"
staygoldponybot: (i like to say "no")

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2015-02-28 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
He leans forward, putting a finger under Starscream's chin.

"Poor Decepticon, life must be so hard for you. I can't imagine the disappointment you must feel on a daily basis."
Edited 2015-02-28 09:09 (UTC)
staygoldponybot: best friend i ever had (i once worked with a man for three years)

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2015-02-28 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
He does tend to do the nasty things.

Good thing indeed, while the slash leaves a few deep scratches, he doesn't back down. Sentinel isn't sure what he's doing or where he's intending this to go. He makes a flicking motion with the hand that was batted but doesn't actually make contact.

"Careful, now. I wouldn't want to have to retaliate."

He did miss being able to be an utter shit.
planate: (talks)

[personal profile] planate 2015-02-28 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
ABOUT THAT...

Pipes crosses his arms and huffs, "Next time I see you I'll make sure to honk loudly. Would that help?"
staygoldponybot: (I LOVE NOTHING)

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2015-02-28 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
It's delightful. He would take a picture if he could.

Instead, he folds his hands behind his back, leaning in a little closer and cocking an optical ridge, "I had no intent to draw energon, unlike your little scratch."
staygoldponybot: (i don't like giving speeches so i won't)

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2015-02-28 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'd hate to see an unfair murky warning."

He leans back, tapping his chin like he's actually mulling something over.

"Perhaps I'd actually feel it..."

Where's the closest robot locker, he's gonna throw you into it, NEEEEEERD
staygoldponybot: (i like to say "no")

gggggod i love that icon. god.

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2015-02-28 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Normally, he's not this intentionally infuriating. He just does it by being a homicidal shitlord who destroys everything you love. Part of him knows he shouldn't push Starscream, seeing as he did a lot of damage before with the missiles. Maybe he didn't find any more? Maybe Sentinel just doesn't give a shit if he gets blown up again.

He retracts his mask, shrugs casually. "Go on, then."
planate: (nyoom)

[personal profile] planate 2015-02-28 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not up to me to be your optics, you know."

Look asshole he's used to this shit, alright. #MinibotLyfe
aerospacecommander: (starscream 123)

[personal profile] aerospacecommander 2015-03-01 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Oh he likes this winged mech. He's amusing in a way, and as he turns to follow Starscream's movements his smirk simply widens. Perhaps given the opportunity he could mess with this one a lot. And he just loves terrorizing others.

"Ah, yes. So I've heard," he speaks rather coolly as he stops circling.

"If you won't give me your name, perhaps I'll just have to guess ... lets see. Hmm." He snaps his fingers. "Oh, I know, Laserbeak, right?"
planate: (heeee)

[personal profile] planate 2015-03-01 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Alright. I'll just blast my horn at you every time I see you. I think that's a nice compromise."

And he demonstrates, blasting it as loud as he can.
staygoldponybot: best friend i ever had (i once worked with a man for three years)

ur a good one

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2015-03-01 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Sentinel looks Starscream up and down, tilts his head. Squints.

"Hmm. Thought so."

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