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robot satan ([personal profile] robotsatan) wrote in [community profile] robothell2014-12-19 11:20 pm

[ INTRO LOG ]

You don't know how you got here. One minute you were walking, sleeping, maybe dead -- then you're here, your feet suddenly carrying you down an empty street. Where's here?

Any Cybertronian would recognize this as their home planet, Cybertron, but it's not a Cybertron they've ever known. It has all the familiar hallmarks, but none of the specifics -- the city isn't one anyone here could identify, and even at a glance it's obvious that no one's set foot on the planet's surface in hundreds of years. The city and its surrounding areas all bear the marks of devastating war, of dust and rust collected over centuries. With no one in sight -- right at first, anyway -- there's plenty to explore. In fact, if you start walking, you'll find that your feet may just carry you in one particular direction.

A) The crater.
On one edge of the city is a massive crater left by some wartime weapon that seems to have taken out a large chunk of the surrounding metropolitan area. At the center of the crater it's broken through the surface of the terrain to reveal what looks like it might be a promising energon deposit. There is some strange but native vegetation growing around the edges, too, that no Cybertronian would be able to identify -- small, metallic, brittle-looking sprouts that bear a curiously organic-looking fruit of some kind that doesn't look like it's intended for consumption by any natives of the planet. In one rocky nook of the crater, light catches on the surface of a pool of water, which seems strangely out of place on Cybertron. On closer inspection, it seems that somehow an underground water source has formed a spring in the crater.

B) The center of the city.
If you follow where your feet seem to want to carry you, you'll find yourself in the middle of the ruined city. It seems that the center of the city was once home to a massive forum, and some of the pillars and structures still stand. At the very center of the forum is a massive, elaborately constructed fountain, although it has now long since run dry of whatever used to fill it. One of the low, inner walls of the forum has a terminal embedded in its surface, although it looks curiously ancient, out of place with the rest of the city, and unlike the rest of the technology still left around, there doesn't seem to be any way to power it on or operate it. There are a few scattered pools of water and a few of the strange metallic plants in the city, too, but they're not quite as plentiful as in the crater.

The planet was obviously once home to a massive network of communication relays, but those have all been long since destroyed. However, with the bits and pieces left behind and a few determined minds, it wouldn't be too hard to build a working, if rudimentary, one...
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[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-27 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
Wow. Wow. Well. Okay.

In a stunningly well thought out move, Starscream runs a quick diagnostic and decides to open fire on the weakest spot that he can scout out. He doesn't even just open fire; he decides to use one of those heavy duty missiles of his. IGNORE HIM, WILL YOU?

Whatever, dude can probably handle it.
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[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2014-12-27 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Sentinel is glad he was right. He's usually right.

For all the good it does, his battle mask snaps up to protect his beautiful face as the missile hits him directly in the gut. Thankfully, he's taken a few missiles to the face and chest in his life before, and his armour is thick enough that it doesn't kill him. When the smoke clears, however, he's clearly been knocked back, a lot of his abdominal paint is scorched and there's a neat spiderweb of cracks with a LITTLE BIT OF PINK leaking out.

This, Sentinel was not glad he was right about. That hurt.

In response, he fires off both wrist mounted guns in Starscream's general direction. The aim is embarrassingly terrible; his display is still a bit fuzzy from being hit with a heavy duty fucking missile.
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[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-28 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
UNSURPRISINGLY Starscream makes some undignified and fearful noises and barrel rolls out of the way, zipping out of his line of sight again to fire TWO MORE missiles. He doesn't actually intend on taking this guy down, but he's frantic enough want to show that he's no pushover.
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[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2014-12-28 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite Starscream's missiles hitting their mark and doing more damage, this asshole doesn't go down. He fires off wildly a few times - again with awful aim. It's downright embarrassing and Sentinel is pretty glad no-one else is around to see it.

He's pretty pissed off and it's incredibly tempting to yell something dumb like 'YOU WILL PAY FOR THISSSSS' but nah. All the missiles get out of him is an annoyed and vocal growl.
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[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-30 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
From Starscream's perspective, the silence is actually kind of terrifying. "Why-won't-you-- FALL!" he demands, firing his regular blasters at the holes his missiles have created. This might have been a terrible idea. This... he should probably think about leaving. Yeah. Hell.
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[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2014-12-30 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Sentinel's caste was pretty much built to take hits like what Starscream is delivering and Sentinel himself is pretty hardy, though if Starscream would stop and look he'd realise he's done a substantial amount of damage.

"Never to a Decepticon!"

Okay maybe he couldn't keep a shitty one liner off forever, but it's probably a good thing for Starscream this shitty golden monstrosity is no longer sticking to full sentences anymore? Stick around, maybe you'll see him puke up some energon. Delicious.
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[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-30 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Starscream just growls. He doesn't even know why he's shooting anymore? But it feels wrong to stop, too, like he has a lot of inertia going on this and if he stops now it's just going to be awkward for everyone involved. But there's also the issue that this guy isn't even attacking him back, and for some reason the idea of scrapping him is just really... unappealing? Killing someone sounds unappealing, wow, what is wrong with him today.

He kind of just stops firing. "Well this is a pointless waste of energon," he mutters mostly to himself.
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[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2014-12-30 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, thank god he's stopped. Sentinel wasn't sure how much more of that he could take before his systems started puttering out. He still doesn't fire back when Starscream stops, still intent on taking this one alive.

He stands there kind of awkwardly and painfully, dripping energon from the deep cracks across his abdominal armour and face, glaring at Starscream like his look alone could snuff the Decepticon's spark.

"You've... come to your senses."

Yeah guess who's going to pretend he didn't just take fuckton of damage. This guy. This guy is.
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[personal profile] starscheme 2015-01-02 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's more like I'm realizing that you aren't going to come to yours," he shoots back. Even in jet mode he looks twitchy and uncomfortable. In about another second and a half he's going to bolt from here. This guy is weird as hell and he wants nothing more to do with it.
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[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2015-01-02 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
And when Starscream rockets off, Sentinel loses his composure enough to scream "YOU FIRED A MISSILE AT ME!" after him.

Fuck today. It's a wash.
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[personal profile] starscheme 2015-01-07 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
NOPE YOU'RE STILL DEFINITELY THE CRAZY ONE SENTINEL

Starscream ignores him and continues zipping off on his not-so-merry way. Maybe there won't be any Decepticon hating Primes in the bowels of the city.

Pfff.