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Starscream and you?

Who: DW Starscream and anyone
What: Starscream is trying to make himself a ~~secret~~ base
Where: Around the city
When: Now
Warnings: Nothing, except for Starscream. That counts as a warning right?

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Starscream wasn't sure things could get worse as obviously the universe was out to get him somehow. Between lunatic clones, Megatron coming back from the dead and Jetfire blowing up, life back home is not something he'd exactly call great.

But then he ended up here and ran across a weird alternate version of himself, different Megatrons, an Autobot Megatron, Jetfire somehow being alive. And did he mention an Autobot Megatron?

In an attempt to form some normalcy back into his life, he decided to claim a building (hopefully away from mostly everyone else) as his own home base. So he had a place to get away and just ... think. So people will probably find him snooping around the city in various places.

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Later on, after he finds a place to call his own, he is going to try and get everything up and running. This means swiping things from other buildings. Because who wants to have a secret lair that isn't cool and has everything. Besides, he can't just sit around and let the Autobots (or anyone else) find all the good stuff before him.

So it will be possible to find him entering and exiting building and possibly picking apart electronics to take what he wants.

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Oh, good. A Decepticon. Oh, even better. A Starscream.

When the seeker enters the same building Sentinel was currently bumming around in, he doesn't hesitate to raise an arm and blast the terminal in the corner several times.

Not for you, bud.

Well ... that was rather ... unnecessary. Starscream looks from the now destroyed terminal and back to the person who resembles some guy he knew of in the past. Oh right. Him.

"Now what did that piece of equipment ever do to you? Or you have really bad aim, which ..." He smirks a bit, "I wouldn't doubt. The last time I saw you all that was left was a hole in the ground an a slightly twitching and smoking hand."

When Bumblebee mentioned people from the past who used to be dead showing up, this wasn't what he expected.

Of course it was unnecessary. He's frustrated with how he can't kill anyone. That shouldn't really be a problem for anyone, but well. It is.

"The future is irrelevant. That won't happen here."

"Are you so sure? I've seen a few Megatrons around who'd probably want a piece of you."

Starscream has no reason to kill this guy either, but that doesn't mean he can't goad him into annoyance.

"And yet I'm still here."

Just barely, it looks like he's been dropped into a blender.

"You're more agitated than I last remember. Are you still religious or have you given into the fact that Primus doesn't like you?"

Not that Starscream believes in Primus at all.

Now that's interesting. Sentinel couldn't deny he was mildly interested in his counterparts. Mostly, he wanted to know if they showed up and if he murdered them he could use their T-Cog. Probably. He's optimistic. Religious, though? Sentinel is fairly certain if all that pish posh is even real he's gonna rocket right down into Hell.

"You cannot tell two mechs apart. Poor optic sight; good to know."

"Well, like I said: the last I saw was just a smoldering hand. It was roughly your color and probably same mental status."

Because Starscream just had to do what he does best: irritate the hell out of someone who already seems aggressive and irritated. Of course this would probably explain why Megatron has backhanded him into a wall so many times over the years.

This Starscream looks enough like the one Sentinel knows that he could very well be correct. He knows he died, just not the status of his body after. He'd expect Megatron to utterly rip him to pieces, the psychopath. The fact Sentinel was very intent on doing the same thing doesn't cross his mind as a negative.

He watches Starscream for a moment. "Starscream," he eventually states in his ever present dull monotone, "You seemed like the type to live in the moment. Not be stuck in the past."

Future? Fuck it, he doesn't care.

"True," Starscream says as he brings up a hand and gestures with it towards Sentinel. "But considering you're here, it seems as though the past just can't go away."

He shrugs and gives him a smirk. He may not be an expert, but this guy is different than what he expected. Different universe? Maybe. Who cares though.

"Oooor ... all that religious gobbledegook is real and this is your own personal hell. Wouldn't that be a shame for you."

"I don't know why you insist on talking about religion," Like Starscream, Sentinel gestures. "Unless you think you're in some sort of limbo."

He brings the hand back in and taps his chin. "Unless you're projecting a reality you'd prefer to live in while ignoring what's actually happening."

A nod.

"Yes, that sounds pathetic enough."

Starscream twitches. If he thought he could cleanly get away with it, this exact moment, he'd shoot Sentinel's head clear off his body. But instead of giving in, he stands there rather coolly.

"The same could be said for one between us who has actually died. After all, how many people simply rise back from the dead?"

We're all very proud of you, Starscream.

"Technically," he raises a finger, "I hadn't died yet before I'd arrived."

"Well, no one ever said you were fast at anything. Time will catch up to you eventually."

And maybe Starsceam can help with that! Would anyone notice?

"A half-baked death threat. I am truly terrified of the might of the Starscream here before me, who is absolutely not wasting both our times by repeatedly telling me information I already know."

He looks over Starscream then makes a disapproving noise.

"At least the other one is entertaining."

"Oooo. If your sarcasm gets any drier, you might start to rust. Though not bad for someone trying so hard to be annoyed. What's that human term?"

He looks as though he's pondering for a moment.

"Try-hard? Edgy? Poser? Hmm. Sorry, my Earth lingo is a little rusty."

He's never heard of Earth, so whatever, man.

"Right."

Well, this was a waste of time. The terminal is destroyed which Sentinel already regrets and Starscream is annoying no matter what universe he's from. Good to know.

He really wishes he could transform, but Megatron took his t-cog. Guess he'll just have to walk out, then.

Wow OK so this is weird.

Starscream is still trying to get a feel for this place because, hey, if he's going to help with the rebuilding efforts, he should probably know the area inside and out. He'd tried to be prepared for the eventuality of running into another alternate version of himself, but unlike with the last one, this one actually shared a resemblance. An unsettlingly close resemblance. So close it's like looking into a mirror that also somehow shows the past.

"Well now. There's a handsome face I never thought I'd see again," he says smoothly. Despite the joke, he is frowning slightly, rubbing his chin with one hand thoughtfully, standing across the room in all his hideously bright red glory.

Starscream stops short at the sight of his alternate. Oh, now this is interesting. The design is both familiar and not. He can see the resemblance, but it's really the voice that brings it all together. The body and colors are all wrong though and he isn't sure if he likes it, but at least it was far better than that other one he ran into.

This one actually looks like he could punch someone and survive.

"Ahhh. You must be me or the other way around, depending on how you want to look at it. Nice frame."

He eyes the other Starscream up and down, wondering which universe this one belonged to.

"Ha. Thanks. And yeah, there certainly are a lot of us running around here, huh?" He saunters over to a busted up wall and kicks back against it lazily, folding his arms over his chest. "Well... Three of us, but that's still two more than I ever thought I'd run into. Gotta say, I'm really not sure what to make of the whole situation, but at least you're less twitchy than the other one."

He eyes the other Starscream up more closely through narrowed optics. "What are you up to out here, anyway?"

Starscream eyes his alternate. If there is anyone he knows to keep his guard up around, it's himself. Still, he shrugs coolly at the whole thing.

"Ahhh, yes. Looks kind of like an annoying bird? Met him already. He's easy to get riled up. As for what I'm doing ... I'm just checking everything out -- seeing if there's anything interesting around here."

And not telling this other Starscream exactly what he's doing. He knows better than that. But hey, at least there are no hostilities so far.

Unsurprising. He wouldn't be giving a straight answer to himself either, if their positions were switched, and he hadn't been expecting one anyway.

"That's the one. Noticed that, too. Makes things easier on us though, since he doesn't seem to be much of a threat." It's a deliberately odd statement, speaking as though they're already on the same team but leaving that thought hanging as if Starscream intends on leaving it up to the other guy as to whether he considers him a threat yet or not.

He tilts his head. "I can respect that though. I'm doing the same thing, more or less, just in... broader terms. What's your deal, anyway...? Somehow I get the sense that you aren't specifically me from the past. Is one of the multitudes of Megatrons running around here yours?"

That'll be a good place to start, sorting out what differences are between them. Surely every damn Starscream has to have a Megatron.

Starscream's lip curls up a bit at the first part. He'll neither confirm or deny it. He really doesn't consider either of them a threat. An obstacle? Sure. But a threat? No. Megatron is a threat. The Autobots can be threats. But at least with 'Starscream' he already knows a thing or two.

"I don't think so. That's too drastic of a body change for me. And I hope not, but so far that I've seen, no." He pauses thoughtfully before continuing, "Though the one ... the Autobot one seems familiar. Minus the whole weird Autobot thing. What's up with that? He fall into a magic well of goodguyness or something?"

"Hah. Yeah, you met that one, huh?" He gives him a wry, humorless grin. "That would be my gigantic grey fusion-cannon toting headache. It's a bit complicated, but basically he's sporting that badge as part of a desperate ploy to buy himself enough time to do something worthwhile and successful with his life. Y'know. Before the Autobots decide to have him put out of his misery, because he's a genocidal monster and everything he's ever tried to create has just blown up in his face and made millions of people miserable and suffer pointlessly."

Edited (Switches some word choice....) 2015-03-12 02:02 (UTC)

His optic ridge quirks at all that. My, someone has misgivings about their former leader. Really though, he can't blame him. If there is anyone Starscream would love to see die, it is Megatron.

"Well, the whole genocidal monster thing is part of the Decepticon decree, is it not? Granted my own Megatron tends to be on the psychotic end of that spectrum. But I can't really complain, evil plots can be fun."

He shifts in his stance to a more relaxed position.

"Still, you'd think he'd want to be put out of his misery before jumping in with the happy good guy brigade."

Really dude, you're going to refer to your actions as evil plots out-loud-? Starscream's kind of amused by the bald-facedness of that statement before he remembers that he himself has referred to his own plans as 'nefarious plots' before. Jokingly! But still.

He laughs again, quite a bit louder, before his expression settles back into a kind of uncomfortable smile. "Yeah well, I may have sort of uh... Provoked, him, on that front. Not the smartest move I've made, and you'd think I'd have learned not to underestimate the guy by this point, but, here we are... with an Autobot Megatron running around, basically staying alive just to spite me."

"Provoking Megatron is an easy task in my experience, though it's interesting that he plays on the good side just to get back at you."

In a way it reminded him of Jetfire, only the annoying jet switched sides because of ethics and morals and other pointless ideas.

"You must have really gotten him good. Perhaps you can share that tale with me sometime."

Due to her limited experience, Lock-On does not recognize Starscream when she spots him snooping about and grabbing things. Her brief education did cover important players on both sides of the war, of course, but not in a particularly in-depth way. That means she has no idea what kind of chump she's about to deal with.

"Hello," she says, when she approaches Starscream. "You may call me Lock-On. I do not know what you are doing, but would you like any help?"

A voice he doesn't recognize! He eyes the new figure for a moment and scans his database for any indication of this being a foe or lessor foe. (Because lets be real, Starscream doesn't have friends ~~except one~~)

"Lock-On? Never heard of you, but I'd never turn down such a generous helping hand." Yes, he would.

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