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Tarn ([personal profile] sparkwhisperer) wrote in [community profile] robothell2015-01-18 07:19 pm

Tarn and the very bad no good terrible week

Who: Tarn and Drift and Tarn and You
Where: The city center
When: A few days after the Rodimus incident
What: Tarn has an unfortunate run in with some new friends
Warnings: Tarn. Violence to come

Tarn has had bad days before. Occasionally his latest victim would get a good punch in, perhaps they were particularly good at eluding himself and his team, or they managed to temporarily escape. Maybe the pet decided to gnaw on a particularly important set of data pads. Or Vos decided to poach parts from one of the cleaning drones. Again.

Any of that is a walk in the park compared to the viciously terrible week Tarn has had. So far he has been transported to an alternate Cybertron without his consent. He has been harassed by Autobots, burned, shot at, disrespected,; but really, the proverbial cherry on top of the whole mess, was the incident with Megatron. The founder of the Decepticons, the mech he has sacrificed his identity, his name, his very life to serving, turned traitorous. Betraying his own faction and trading his own badge for an Autobrand. Honestly, Tarn is having a difficult time even wrapping his mind around the whole thing. One thing is for certain though...he is angry and on the hunt for someone to take his aggression out on.

He has been prowling the city ruins for hours, stopping every few minutes to transform a few times, just to take the edge off. He can feel his T-cog grinding more and more with every transformation. He is familiar with the sensation and the knowledge that the cog probably wont last him the month only adds to his every growing ire.
auramatic: (what went wrong?)

HEY BEST FRIEND

[personal profile] auramatic 2015-01-24 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Drift is on his feet in an instant.

He'd felt Tarn's presence before he'd heard the voice -- just a scant half a second, but that's not the sort of commanding aura you forget any time soon. Drift's tense, alert -- his hands are already at the hilts of his swords, sliding them both partway out of their sheaths with a faint click. He'd rather not get into a confrontation with Tarn if he could help it. He's not afraid of the D.J.D., no more than he is of his own past, but that doesn't mean he's eager to rush into a fight with a mech as powerful as Tarn is.

"Your memory must be failing you, because we haven't met in a long time, Tarn."
auramatic: (or did it take you long?)

are we still on for sunday brunch

[personal profile] auramatic 2015-01-24 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Drift freezes the second the audio recording starts to play, the energon going ice cold in his lines. He hears himself, but they're unfamiliar words, unfamiliar noise -- it's not something he remembers. And Ratchet's voice in the background -- it sends a vicous chill right through Drift, knotting painfully in his spark, the fuel in his tanks turning to lead. Drift goes perfectly still, trying to mask the horrified expression on his face, and he mostly succeeds, but his mouth goes slack and his optics are pale, wide.

No one had mentioned this -- not Rodimus, not Ratchet. Drift doesn't know when or where this takes place -- was this on the other Lost Light? On theirs? Too far in the future for anyone here to remember, maybe? The thought makes his spark constrict painfully in his chest, but Drift doesn't tear his gaze away from Tarn's face, even as the air stills in his vents.

"What is that?" Drift's voice is surprisingly level, deadly quiet. There's no recognition in his voice or on his face, just a quiet, sickened horror.

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[personal profile] phase6kindofbot 2015-01-19 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that sure looked like Tarn.

Sixshot stops in his tracks at the sight, backing up a few steps to peer down at the purple, Decepticon-faced figure he'd spotted on the road under the overpass he was standing on. There wasn't exactly a lot of people who ran around with the faction symbol glued to their faces. Not that there was a shortage of purple, loyalist fanatics, but that particular set of visuals tended to be reserved for their leader.

He looked pretty ticked. Kind of smelled it too.
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[personal profile] phase6kindofbot 2015-01-20 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Sixshot doesn't initially think too much about it when Tarn moves out of sight. Tarn was not a threat to him. Hardly anything was. He turns, ready to keep going on this long, aimless stroll through the silent city.

The whine of a fusion canon powering up comes as a bit of a surprise.

Then overpass explodes under his feet, molten shards of rusting and rotted metal sailing into the air. The beam nicks his shoulder, searing the paint clear off the hyper-dense armor plates-

In short order, the weakened overpass collapses, dragging the enormous mech down with it, dust, debris and smoke thickening the air. The deafening cacophony of destruction was followed by silence.

Oh.

Oh well.

Tarn's only warning is a muffled growl. Then he gets the first hand experience of having a pissed Phase Sixer tearing out of the ruins as if the debris was little more than packing peanuts, enormous jaws set for the DJD leader's head.

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Wrap is good with me!

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after ratchet's juice regimen

[personal profile] aminerproblem 2015-01-19 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
The sight of Tarn was something Megatron had not seen in a few days since their last agreement. Not without reason, of course, the last murder attempt by Sentinel kept him tethered to the Autobot's Medibay in unexpected ways.

But it wasn't his appearance so much as the sound of the laborious efforts of a transformation cog that was standing on its last legs that brought him to the Decepticon's location. Earlier, Megatron had heard some things that concerned him - but not for his own safety.

He approaches the soldier without fear,"Tarn - are you alright? I haven't seen you at any of the shelter sites."
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[personal profile] aminerproblem 2015-01-21 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Taking a few steps closer, he takes note of the new injuries in Tarn's armor, and distantly wonders if the sound he'd heard was related to it.

It doesn't seem fatal, in any case, but wandering around without any support at all didn't seem like a wise course of action.

"What happened?"

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[personal profile] loyaltyandhonor 2015-01-20 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Dreadwing has been having a similarly unpleasant week. His own Megatron had similarly betrayed him, though given the actions of the Decepticons lately, and the atrocities his former lord and master was willing to commit and reward Dreadwing was certain he could not continue to support the cause in good faith.

However, quite unlike the Megatron of Tarn's universe, Dreadwing had no doubt that his Megatron would seek to have him killed given the opportunity. The last thing he intended was to be unprepared. He had spent the last few days searching for anything useful and scouting out an ideal location to setup a base of operations. His quest had proven successful when he located a building that had been fortified during this world's war. With fortified walls and good sight lines, it was strategically ideal.

But even so disrepair and neglect had started to take their toll. Dreadwing was in the street shoving rubble away from the walls to inspect them for structural concerns. The sound of someone transforming nearby was unmistakable, and he quickly reached for his cannon, taking aim for the street the sound had come from and waiting for them to round the corner.

He'd never seen this bot, but they were unmistakably a Decepticon. He didn't lower his weapon. Even if they were not in alliance with the Megatron, he was taking no chances.
"Halt, and identify yourself. Before I see fit to end your journey where you stand."
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[personal profile] loyaltyandhonor 2015-01-24 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Dreadwing," he replied, pausing a short moment to add ,"former first lieutenant to Lord Megatron." He couldn't help but cringe internally at that, but he would rather not risk his luck announcing himself as unaligned with the cause. He didn't need anymore enemies to watch out for.

Tarn? As in the city? That was certainly odd, but not more than his claimed profession.
"I'm certain I would have heard of a Decepticon Justice Division, had such a thing existed."

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[personal profile] taselikeabee 2015-01-22 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Tarn's not the only one with a lot to take in. Coming back to life is one thing - it's happened to so many individuals by now it's not even registering on the shock factor. Hearing the things he is missing out on by being dead? Everyone's reaction to him being alive and relatively well? Different story altogether. To think that Megatron had been put on trial and is presently wearing Bumblebee's badge is pretty heavy and if he hadn't seen it himself, Bee might not have believed it.

Optimus has been keeping an optic on the little Autobot a little more than usual. Bee has had to wait for an opportunity to slip out. All he is doing is going out on a drive to clear his mind. If Thundercracker or Wheeljack had been brought here, he'd likely talk to them instead. As it is, there's a yellow car zipping through all the ruins, no badge indicating where his allegiances stand.
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[personal profile] taselikeabee 2015-01-24 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
A few steps is really all that's needed. Bee swerves to move by, clearly. Though he'd be a fool not to notice the wonderful Decepticon brand. Then there's the face... Or lack of one. There aren't many Cons that'd be that bold. The ones that are?

Well let's just say that there's a good reason that Bee is kicking it in reverse. No one wants to be around that much of an extremist.

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pharma: (u for srs?)

[personal profile] pharma 2015-01-25 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Pharma is completely, totally, utterly lost. Although this place sort of looks like Cybertron -- feels like Cybertron -- the ruins and dust and decay muddy and taint everything beyond any form of recognition.

The faint sound of a T-cog grinding from use and wear snaps him out of it, and he sighs, shaking himself off as he approaches.

"If you want a medical opinion, I would lay off --"

Pharma rounds the corner just as he's getting well into a bitterly ironic lecture on the maintenance of parts and stops dead in his tracks once he sees just where those sounds are coming from. He actually stumbles backwards a step before he catches himself.

"You have got to be joking."
pharma: (confused or stoned)

[personal profile] pharma 2015-01-26 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that rules out the option of Tarn just being a very un-funny hallucination. Pharma's eyes narrow, both at that voice (which he really really wished he'd never have to hear again) and at that whirring sound his t-cog emits.

And despite himself, he can't help but mention, in a voice that suggests he'd rather see his hands cut off again than talk, "Sounds like you've seen better days."

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[personal profile] starscheme 2015-02-08 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
Starscream has been making himself as scarce as possible, between the huge amount of Autobots here and Dreadwing lurking around somewhere waiting to fucking murder him.

It's honestly a surprise when he not only sees what is REALLY OBVIOUSLY another Decepticon, but also one that he doesn't recognize. In his timeline, it's been ages since he tried to sling any authority over other members of the cause, or even interacted with any Decepticons aside from Megatron. He's honestly not sure how to approach this mystery bot (who appears to be in a right foul mood).

Obviously he needs to introduce himself. If all else fails, he can pull rank on this guy. And if all else really fails... well, if there's one thing Starscream is confident in, it's his ability to run the fuck away when there's a real threat.

"You there!" he barks at Tarn, puffing his chest out so his badge is proudly on display pointing one talon in the other bot's direction. His optics narrow suspiciously. "You wear the same brand as I, yet I do not recognize you. What's your name and rank?"
starscheme: ((triumphant fist clench))

[personal profile] starscheme 2015-02-08 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey he may be spindly, but he's sturdier than he looks. He has to be, considering the beatings he's taken over the years.

"Hmm. I've never heard of that division before... which means you're probably not from the same world that I am, so I'll give you a pass this once for not recognizing me," he huffs, rubbing his considerably sized chin thoughtfully and narrowing his eyes.

"You have the great honor of addressing Starscream, Air Commander, and First Lieutenant and Second in Command to Lord Megatron," the seeker proclaims proudly, puffing up to full height again.

Decepticon rankings where he comes from make absolutely zero goddamn sense.

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