TF Crazniness RP
Crossover of sorts with DN's TF fantasy fic and the RP characters. All bad ideas are not my fault.
[Scampers]
#Dark Nemesis:: DN had growled and growled and growled some more, it just all let out to the headaching assignment ahead
#Dark Nemesis: strange activity in the upper district in Polyhex, no guards, no mad scientist, no action
#Dark Nemesis: luckily she had asked Cirrus to come along
Ben Wolfson: Who was even more disturbed by the lack of hostiles.
Ben Wolfson: Not SCARED disturbed, more 'pissed off' disturbed.
#Dark Nemesis: "Hey if I have to do this, YOU'RE coming with me..." DN said gruffily, flying through the air space towards Polyhex
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus rolled idely in the air. "I still say your using me to do all the real work." He joked.
#Dark Nemesis: "Hardy har har..." she growled, "Lets get this over with, I've got stuff to do..." They were gliding over the small warehouse district where the activity had taken place
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus transformed and swooped down, sword drawn.
Ben Wolfson: "We do this quietly or the FUN way?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN grinned, already having transformers and landed, "Lets do what we always do..."
#Dark Nemesis: In addition to her answer, she aimed her canon and blew down a large door to an old warehouse
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus charged in, sword at the ready to cut down anyone stupid enough to be anywhere near In His Way.
#Dark Nemesis: DN followed, her katana in hand and ready to fight. She had been ready for anything, canon fire, rifle blast, even a little knife fight, but unfortunately...
#Dark Nemesis: there was nothing there...
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus raised an optic ridge. He walked to a nearby door, cut it down, and peeked in. "Come on. Not even a dramatic ambush?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN stopped ice cold on the ground, looking around the warehouse, "Uh..." she lifted an optics ridge, "where's the party?"
Ben Wolfson: "I don't see anything that would LOOK like evidence of them hoofing it..." Cirrus said.
#Dark Nemesis: While the two stood, dumfounded to the situation; a pair of pink optics stared down with an sly glint and a maniacal grin under his mask.
#Dark Nemesis: "Just as planned..." he said quietly, reaching for a small button on his wrist, "Now the real fun begins..." he pushed the button.
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus spun his blade into a defensive grip. "You just get a sudden and powerful REALLY bad feeling about all this?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN growled, "All I feel right now is the urge to ring Xer's throat...."
#Dark Nemesis: There was a sudden boom, and electricity sparked across the room
Ben Wolfson: "Lets try and make a sweep of the--HELL?!"
#Dark Nemesis: "What the hell?" DN looked up, and she could see some sort of portal opening
#Dark Nemesis: She made a sidelong glance at Cirrus, "You and your bad feelings..."
Ben Wolfson: "Less talking, more running the hell away from a potentially unavoidably dangerous situation!"
#Dark Nemesis: "I'm running! But I'm not getting anywhere!"
#Dark Nemesis: She noted that the force from the portal was pulling her back
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus turned, reversing his thrusters, noting that some of the cargo crates were indeed also floating torwards the cieling.
#Dark Nemesis: DN shrieked, her body slowly floating up, "Cirrus!" he yelled, "A little help here!"
Ben Wolfson: He tried to use his blade as an anchor, wich lasted about one second as the force pulling at him increased and pulled him out of the gound
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus grabbed her forearm, trying to drag her out of the pull by his own power. It wasn't working.
#Dark Nemesis: DN looked worriedly up at the portal, "This isnt going to end well..." they were approaching the portal
#Dark Nemesis: "We cant escape it!"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus poured more power into his thrusters, but it didnt seem to effect the pull at all. The air rippled from the portals energy, sound distorting.
#Dark Nemesis: DN's optics widened as her body began to seap into the portal, she looked back at Cirrus, "Cirrus!"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus cursed several times, fighting it every last second.
#Dark Nemesis: DN gasped one last breath before she disappeared into the portal. She was gone
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus followed the second after, seeing as he was connected.
#Dark Nemesis: ~TF FANTASY UNIVERSE~
#Dark Nemesis: In the cold regions of Europe, gun fire and shelling was heard, echoing through out the mountian range
#Dark Nemesis: Along a small clearing, heavy footsteps were heard in the snow.
#Dark Nemesis: Footsteps that belonged to the Autobot Commander, Optimus Prime
#Dark Nemesis: He looked around from his place behind a large boulder, his hand gripping his rifle as the other was clenched into a fist
#Dark Nemesis: the red gems on his palms reayd to blast anything in its path, mainly the Decepticon Emperor himseld
#Dark Nemesis: Prime narrowed his optics in frustration, "Alright you son of a bitch..." he whispered, "Where are you..."
Ben Wolfson: The rock blasted apart, sending molten chunks of rock spraying into the air. "Right here, Prime!" Megatron taunted.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime cursed, jumping backwards a few feet. He aimed his rifle and fired at Megatron
Ben Wolfson: Megatron leaped into the air, raining down destruction with his tank modes cannon.
Ben Wolfson: "Your getting sloppy, Prime!"
#Dark Nemesis: "Really?" Prime spun around and fired a blast from his hands, aiming for Megatron's canon
#Dark Nemesis: the red gems on his hand smoked from the heat
Ben Wolfson: The blast hit, a blossom of smoke appearing mid-air. Megatron crashed down, sending snow and earth flying. He grinned, "I FELT that, Prime..."
#Dark Nemesis: Prime couldnt help but smirk, "Then you'll be feeling THIS too!" he clenched his fist together and fired a blast
Ben Wolfson: Megatron swung his axe, reflecting the blast downward at the ground. He charged through the smoke, axe raised.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime growled and charged forward, his hands glowing red
#Dark Nemesis: There was a sudden boom, electricty began to spark everywhere
#Dark Nemesis: the clouds darkened and the sky was grey
Ben Wolfson: Megatron jumped aside, "What the PIT?"
Ben Wolfson: The sky sparked and sputtered and the air felt charged with electricity. The lightning came more frequently, changing from dancing sparks to full blown thunder. In a terrible crack of concentrated power, a light opened in the clouds.
Ben Wolfson: Two shapes, moving too fast to discern, were disgorged from the maw in the sky.
#Dark Nemesis: Prme lifted an optic ridge, spotting two mechs that had landed in the snow, "Are those...transformers?"
Ben Wolfson: Megatron snorted, "I'll find out...Once I finish with you." He raised the axe, spinning in in a fury that would cleave a lesser mech in two.
#Dark Nemesis: DN grumbled, feeling something cold against her amor, "Ahhhh....DAMNIT TO HELL!!!"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus sat up, examining the white...stuff. "What is THIS crap?"
#Dark Nemesis: Prime had jumped back a few more feet, suddenly hearing voices. He looked to the spot where the two mechs sat, 'They're transformers alright...and one of them at least is an Autobot...' he thought to himself
#Dark Nemesis: DN had scooped up a pile of snow in her hands, "Is it edible?" she took a bite. Her optics widened and she stuck out her tongue, "COLD!"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus wondered why she would even consider eating some strange substance like that.
Ben Wolfson: That thought was interrupted by the sounds of combat.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime had manuevered his way past Megatron and landed near the twosome.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime cursed, "Damnit..." his hands glowed red when he say Megatron charging with his axe.
#Dark Nemesis: DN lifted an optic ridge, "Uh...hello?"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus stood, sword raised reflexively.
#Dark Nemesis: DN stood up next to Cirrus, "A fight I see and no one is listening...:
Ben Wolfson: Megatron swung, laughing. "Look at you, Prime."
Ben Wolfson: "You dont even know who they are, and your still walking in the way of me for them!"
#Dark Nemesis: DN blinked her optics,
#Dark Nemesis: "Prime...?"
#Dark Nemesis: Her red optics glowed, her mouth turning into a sneer
#Dark Nemesis: DN growled, he metalic hair ruffled in the wind, "Prime..." she gripped her katana tightly
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus put a hand on her shoulder. "Lets not get in the way of those two until we know what we're doing." He said.
#Dark Nemesis: DN slapped his hand, "I dont think so..."
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus sighed. "Here we go again..."
#Dark Nemesis: She fired up her thrusters, her growl turning into a battle cry, "PRIME!!!" She flew at fool speed towards Prime, her katana in hand
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus launched after her, if only for the purpose of making sure she didnt get herself killed.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime turned his head when hearing his name, "What in the name of Primus...?" he saw the black femme hurdling towards him. He quickly dodged her and landed behind her.
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus landed between Megatron and Prime. He pointed his sword at the one with the axe, and a shoulder carbine at the Prime-look-a-like.
#Dark Nemesis: DN put her thrusters to a hault, she quickly turned around while landing next to Megatron, "Why dont you stand up to me and FIGHT ME PRIME!"
#Dark Nemesis: She saw Cirrus, "MOVE CIRRUS!"
Ben Wolfson: "And why isn't Prime dead? You know, blowing up inside a planet eating monstrosity?"
Ben Wolfson: He also stepped to the right, safely out of the way.
Ben Wolfson: He didnt put it past her to completely dump any sign of rationality in this case.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime narrowed his optics, "Who ever you are, I have no reason to fight you!"
Ben Wolfson: "You make friends wherever you go, don't you, Prime?" Megatron asked.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime just glared at Megatron, turning his attention back to the femme. He spotted the decepticon symbol on her leg, and he sneered under his mask, "Another Decepticon lacky of yours, Megatron?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN's optics blinked, "Megatron...?" she looked back at the giant Con behind her
Ben Wolfson: Megatron raised an optic ridge, "Not one I recognize..."
Ben Wolfson: "But thats the disadvantage of having legions of warriors at my beck and call."
#Dark Nemesis: DN blinked her optics again in confusion, "You're Megatron?"
Ben Wolfson: "I may have had some...alterations since last I was on Cybertron, but I've had nothing changed so much that I cant be recognized!" Megatron sneered.
#Dark Nemesis: DN sneered back, "You're not Megatron...the Megatron that I knew wasnt so vulger towards ME!"
Ben Wolfson: "Likely because you kept your arrogant mouth SHUT, femme."
#Dark Nemesis: DN's optics glowed, "SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP!" She pointed her katana at the large con
#Dark Nemesis: "You're no Megatron! He would have never talked to me like that!"
#Dark Nemesis: "You're nothing but a fake!"
Ben Wolfson: Megatron huffed, "I've had enough of your lip." He said, and marched torwards her.
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus took a defensive stance, sword raised.
#Dark Nemesis: DN grinned, "Come and try to take me you imposter..." she activated her stealth mode
#Dark Nemesis: Prime blinked, "She has calmoflage?"
Ben Wolfson: Lacking his original target, Megatron swung at Cirrus.
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus leaped over the axe, the air crushed where he had previously been.
#Dark Nemesis: DN growled, reappearing behind Megatron and took a swing at his head
Ben Wolfson: Megatron twisted on one heel and shifted his shoulder, the blade biting into one tread. "Good try. But not good enough to get the job done!"
Ben Wolfson: He spun around with a backhand punch.
#Dark Nemesis: DN landed in the snow, dodging the punch, "Too slow you big fake!"
#Dark Nemesis: She gripped her katana and charged at Megatron
Ben Wolfson: His tail followed the punch, striking from below.
#Dark Nemesis: DN hardly had enough to time to dodge and was struck to the ground in the snow
#Dark Nemesis: She sneered and slowly got up, "Damnit..." she gripped her side, feeling a dent in his legiments
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus charged into the opening, striking Megatron across the chest.
Ben Wolfson: Megatron jumped back reflexively, a line cut into the armor. "You almost had me, Autobot. Almost."
#Dark Nemesis: Prime watched the dark femme land in the snow, and decided to be of some use to the femme and the new Autobot
#Dark Nemesis: He stood over DN, "Need any help?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN growled, "Get away from me you Prick..."
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus circled Megatron, looking for a perfect opening.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime narrowed his optics, "I see you're still a little agitated," he said, "But I'm trying to help you before Megatron wants to kill you..."
#Dark Nemesis: DN growled again, looking at Cirrus and the large con, "THAT is NOT MEgatron..."
Ben Wolfson: Meanwhile, Cirrus and Megatron clashed. Cirrus was put on the defensive as his armor was so frail.
Ben Wolfson: Megatron shrugged off the strikes, swinging with almost reckless abandon.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime lifted an optics ridge, "What makes you say that? Of course that is Megatron, he's been my nemesis for years..."
#Dark Nemesis: DN sneered, "I would know thats not Megatron because of a good reason..."
#Dark Nemesis: "And what is that?"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus' feet were swept out from under him and he rolled aside as Megatron slammed his axe where had been a second before.
#Dark Nemesis: DN's face darkened, "Because Megatron is my father..." she said faintly
Ben Wolfson: "Little help?"
#Dark Nemesis: Prime's optics widened and he looked at Megatron, suddenly hearing Cirrus
#Dark Nemesis: Prime's hands glowed red and he aimed at the large con
#Dark Nemesis: he fired and hit Megatron in the leg
Ben Wolfson: Megatron was hit dead-on. Cirrus took advantage, slicing into what seemed to be impossibly thick armor.
#Dark Nemesis: While Prime was distracted, DN grinned and took her chance
#Dark Nemesis: She stood up and swung at Prime's back, Prime fell forward a little
Ben Wolfson: Megatron and Cirrus both turned to see that. "Well, well. THAT is interesting." Megatron rubbed his chin. Cirrus said nothing, suprised as he was.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime staggered forward, and turned around weakly to DN. He spotted the grin on her face..
Ben Wolfson: Megatron laughed, "Again! AGAIN!"
#Dark Nemesis: DN smiled evilly, "Whether you're Prime or not..." she said darkly, "You deserve to die for what you've taken away from me..."
#Dark Nemesis: She aimed her canon at Prime, "Say your prayers..."
Ben Wolfson: "DN, Stop! This isn't the Prime we know!"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus shouted.
#Dark Nemesis: DN grunted, "I dont care!"
#Dark Nemesis: Prime narrowed his optics, "I havent taken anything from you..."
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus dashed to her side, "So then what are you? Are you willing to kill a mech for a crime he may not have commited then?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN growled, "Shut up..." she aimed her canon once more, "He's a Prime never the less, all the same as the Prime we know..."
#Dark Nemesis: She fired.
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus' blade flashed out, catching the blast. The force of it bent his wrist, sending his arm back.
#Dark Nemesis: DN's optics went wide, "Cirrus!"
#Dark Nemesis: Prime's optics widened and he dashed to Cirrus' side, "Are you all right?"
Ben Wolfson: "I just blocked a high powered round with my sword. I'm fine."
#Dark Nemesis: Prime nodded, "All right..." he looked over at DN and narrowed his optics at her
#Dark Nemesis: DN's optics blinked, "You're arm is fine..."
#Dark Nemesis: DN grunted, "Hey!" she struggled, "What are you doing?"
Ben Wolfson: "While your arrogance offends me, it seems I may have some use for you."
Ben Wolfson: "We are leaving." He said.
Ben Wolfson: Megatron and DN's images blurred right before Cirrus' optics, and disappeared.
Ben Wolfson: "What was THAT?!" Cirrus asked, examining the space where the two had been only seconds earlier.
#Dark Nemesis: Optimus had narrowed his optics, "Dementional Warp Gate..." relization had hit him, "You mean you've never hear of a Warp gate?"
Ben Wolfson: "...Never seen teleportation in effect before..." He said. All the teleportation systems were too energy-dependant to be functional back on Cybertron...HIS Cybertron, anyways.
#Dark Nemesis: "Teleportion?" Prime lifted an optic ridge
#Dark Nemesis: "Dont recall a Transformer who can do that..."
Ben Wolfson: "Well isn't that what that slagging warp gate is for?!"
#Dark Nemesis: "Well no actually...We use the warp gate to travel from planet to planet or area to are in large numbers"
#Dark Nemesis: "I do recall that the ancients had used it...."
Ben Wolfson: "That's teleportation. Idiot." Cirrus said, sitting on a rock. "So where the slag did he take her?"
#Dark Nemesis: Prime's optics twitched in irritation, "I have no idea where he went..." he walked over to Cirrus and came eye to eye, glaring at the green bot, "And I would watch your tongue, soldier..."
Ben Wolfson: "I don't HAVE a tongue." Cirrus grumbled.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime growled, slapping Cirrus over the head, "I dont normally do that to any Autobots but you were pushing it..."
Ben Wolfson: "And I dont normally speak with someone who seems to be someone who died awhile ago."
#Dark Nemesis: Prime stopped cold, "What are you talking about?"
Ben Wolfson: "I MEAN you got blown up along with most of the armed forces after killing a planet eating machine."
#Dark Nemesis: Prime's optics widened a bit, "When was this?"
Ben Wolfson: "Year 2005, human calendar."
#Dark Nemesis: Prime's optics had widened again, "Well thats impossible..." he said, "2005 was 2 years ago..."
Ben Wolfson: "So I'm not in Polyhex anymore. Whats new?"
#Dark Nemesis: "Polyhex?" Prime said surprisingly, "Polyhex had fallen a long time ago, after the minicon ship had left Cybertron."
Ben Wolfson: "Good. Never liked Polyhex." He paused. "Minicon?"
#Dark Nemesis: "Yes, minicons...the very reason why Me and my men left Cybetron in the first place. So we could rescue the minicons?:
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus looked at Prime as if he had painted himself pink and was singing a bawdy song. "What are you talking about?"
#Dark Nemesis: "The Minicons, they hold power enough to destroy an army of cybertronians. We sent them away for their own safety from the Decepticons, they landed on Earth millions of years ago and now have been activated and must be rescued before Megatron gets his hands on them...Any of this a ring in a bell?"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus shook his head, sheathing his blade. "Not at all."
#Dark Nemesis: Prime had blinked his optics, "Where have you been for the last thousand years?"
#Dark Nemesis: "Another world?"
Ben Wolfson: "Seems like it. Our histories don't match, and I was kinda thrown through an anomolous energy gate. I'd say that kinda throws things off."
#Dark Nemesis: Prime nodded, everything was fitting together now, "Who was that femme that came with you? I noticed that she was a con, but she seemed to treat you equally," he asked, "And why was she so angry with ME?"
Ben Wolfson: "Dark Nemesis. The daughter of MY worlds Megatron."
#Dark Nemesis: Prime had narrowed his optics again, "I had gathered that...but why was she so angry with me?"
Ben Wolfson: "She's convinced that your strategy to take down that Planet Eater led to his death."
Ben Wolfson: He decided not to mention Unicrons name yet. Who knows what damage that could cause?
#Dark Nemesis: "Megatron's death..." Prime sighed and rubbed his face with one hand, "So she was a loyal daughter and he was a loving father to her in your universe?"
Ben Wolfson: "As far as I know."
#Dark Nemesis: "That would explain why she was yelling at Megatron for being so vulgar towards her..."
Ben Wolfson: "So. I need to get her back. I need to get home." He looked at Prime. "What do I do now?"
#Dark Nemesis: "You'll have to come with me..." he activated his comnlink, "Maybe we can help you and your friend get home..."
Ben Wolfson: "Fine." He stood.
#Dark Nemesis: DN groaned, her side pulsing when she had awoken on a table, "Damnit..." a light shined over her
Ben Wolfson: "Your awake. Good." Said a mech with a conical head and ruby optics.
#Dark Nemesis: DN turned her head, spotting a Con with a con-shaped head
#Dark Nemesis: She snickered, "Nice helmet...who's yout tailer?"
Ben Wolfson: Deep footfalls signalled Megatrons approach. "And I see the Warp Gate did nothing to hinder your mouth. Good."
Ben Wolfson: "Who are you?" He demanded.
#Dark Nemesis: DN yawned, sitting up slowly and stretching
#Dark Nemesis: She spotted a few wires attatched to her side, she looked around, noticing she was in the base' medical bay
Ben Wolfson: Megatron tapped his arm, glaring.
#Dark Nemesis: DN yawned again, "The name's Dark Nemesis..."
#Dark Nemesis: "DN for short."
Ben Wolfson: "Alright DN, Who do you think you are?" He snarled.
#Dark Nemesis: "A highly respected Con..." she snarled, "You better watch it, you're talking to royalty here..."
Ben Wolfson: "Really. I don't remember any royalty in my ranks." He grinned. "None alive."
#Dark Nemesis: "Well I AM royalty!" she glared, "I am the Princess of the Decepticons! The heir to the Decepticon throne!"
Ben Wolfson: "Not while I'M alive." Megatron growled, his axe appearing in a flash of sparks and crushed air. "Your a poor assassin to reveal your intent like this."
#Dark Nemesis: DN growled, "Why the hell do you call yourself Megatron? My father died a long time ago!"
Ben Wolfson: Megatron and thrust looked at her with a mix of shock and anger.
Ben Wolfson: "I assure you I am VERY well enough alive, and I'd never sire an impudent welp such as you."
#Dark Nemesis: DN glared, "You're nothing like my father...He was powerful and great leader..."
#Dark Nemesis: "And I assure you he treated me with a great amount of respect as I did him!"
Ben Wolfson: Thrust stepped in, voice of reason as he was.
Ben Wolfson: "Then why does YOUR history seem not to match OURS so completely?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN gave a side long glance to Thrust," Thats a good question...I have no idea whats going on..."
Ben Wolfson: "Alright, do you remember the Minicon Retreat?" Thrust said, hoping to establish some kind of starting point.
Ben Wolfson: He had several scenarios playing through his advanced mind.
#Dark Nemesis: DN lifted an optic ridge, "Minicon?"
Ben Wolfson: "Yes. Minicons. You know: Small, good for supplementing our firepower. Autobots stole them and let them escape."
Ben Wolfson: "Its not exactly confidential knowledge."
#Dark Nemesis: "Uh...never heard or seen them on Cybertron...."
Ben Wolfson: Megatron and Thrust balked at this. "Where have you been the last thousand years?"
#Dark Nemesis: Dn blinked her optics, "On Cybertron..."
Ben Wolfson: Megatron and Thrust exchanged a glance. "How did you say she came here, again?"
Ben Wolfson: "She APPEARED out of the sky." Megatron said. "I was wondering if YOU could explain that."
#Dark Nemesis: DN looked between Megatron and Thrust, it was quite amusing to watch
Ben Wolfson: Megatron looked DN in the optics.
#Dark Nemesis: What?*
Ben Wolfson: "How did you GET here." He growled.
#Dark Nemesis: DN blinked her optics another time, "Well...I was on an assignment to investigate some unusual activity in the upper Warehouse District in Polyhex..."
Dark Nemesis: "I made Cirrus come along, " she smirked, "And when he got there, there was no one there..."
#Dark Nemesis: "and all the sudden some weird portal opened up and we were sucked in..."
Ben Wolfson: "Polyhex fell. A long time ago. I was their." Thrust said. "And who is this Cirrus?" Megatron asked.
#Dark Nemesis: "Cirrus was the bot YOU were fighting..." she pointed at Megatron
Ben Wolfson: Megatron raised an optic ridge. "A portal. You realise how ridiculous that sounds?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN shrugged, "Strange things happen in Polyhex..."
#Dark Nemesis: DN grunted, "Though I know Seph~Blade is going to kill me if I dont report in..."
Ben Wolfson: "Indeed. If your telling the truth." Megatron crossed his arms.
#Dark Nemesis: DN glared at Megatron, "Hardy har har..."
#Dark Nemesis: "I meant that he'll have a cow about my safety
Ben Wolfson: "And why should I believe you?" Megatron asked.
#Dark Nemesis: "Gee, maybe because I'm Megaron's daughter...."
Ben Wolfson: Megatron huffed. "The OTHER Megatron." He said.
#Dark Nemesis: "And if you want proof..." she shuffled aroung in her subspace pocket, pulling out a disk, "Look at this. This has everything you would want to know about me and about my other universe..."
#Dark Nemesis: She had to glare at this Megatron, "You have no sense of honor do you?"
Ben Wolfson: Megatron took the disc. "We'll review the information and decide what we'lldo with you, then. For now, you are confined to this room."
#Dark Nemesis: DN groaned, "Greeaaat...I'm gonna die of complete boredom...'
Ben Wolfson: Megatron and Thrust left, the doors shutting.
Ben Wolfson: Megatron ordered Demolisher and Wheeljack to guard duty. Just in case.
#Dark Nemesis: DN grunted, slipping into her subspace pocket and pulling out a box of sweet energon candies
Ben Wolfson: Thrust and Megatron returned. "We believe you. For now." Megatron said.
Ben Wolfson: Thrust had a new dent in his cone, for some reason.
#Dark Nemesis: DN yawned, popping another candy in her mouth, "Bout time..."
#Dark Nemesis: She looked over to Thrust, "Whats with you Pencil head?"
Ben Wolfson: Thrust grumbled. Megatron stepped forward. "You WILL fight for the Decepticon cause. Your return home means little to me, but I AM interested in what resources your universe may offer..."
#Dark Nemesis: DN laughed, "HA! WHAT resources? We use simple resourse that you probably use!"
#Dark Nemesis: "Oh and I've been meaning to ask, where's that whiner Starscream anyway?"
Ben Wolfson: "You have a whole new UNIVERSE. I'm sure I'll find something." Megatron grinned. "Or just more of what I have. Either way, I win."
Ben Wolfson: "Starscream..." Megatron growled. "...Has betrayed us and allied with the Autobots."
#Dark Nemesis: DN went wide eyed, "You. Have got to be kidding me..." she gawked, "This is STARSCREAM we're talking about..."
Ben Wolfson: Megatron grimaced. "He's more cowardly and weak than we all thought. I take he was different where you come from?"
#Dark Nemesis: "You got that right..." she grinned, "He was nothing but a big whiner, judging every thing thatmy Father did, getting into fights with him and being a total ass. But he was a good target for pranks though..." she snickered
#Dark Nemesis: "Me and Skywarp had a blast with that..."
Ben Wolfson: Megatron chuckled a bit. "Well, maybe I WILL be able to tolerate you." He grinned. "For now, make yourself at home. Your quarters are room 117. I won't remind you." He turned to leave.
#Dark Nemesis: DN smirked, making her way out of the medical bay and to find her new quarters. She pass by a tank and black car cons while she walked down the hallway
#Dark Nemesis: WheelJack looked DN over, "That must be the new femme..."
Ben Wolfson: Demolisher grunted an acknowledgement.
#Dark Nemesis: DN smirked playfully, 'Two targets for fun pranks..."
Ben Wolfson: Demolisher had no idea that his sanity was now likely forfeit.
Ben Wolfson: Suddenly a coptor mech came running down the hall, weapons cradled in his arms, giggling to himself.
#Dark Nemesis: DN gave a small shriek to the sudden coptier con, "What the freakin' hell??"
Ben Wolfson: He stopped, suprised. Then aimed his weapons. "Well, YOUR new here." He said.
Ben Wolfson: "Who're you?!"
#Dark Nemesis: DN rolled her optics, "The name's Dark Nemesis, DN for short..." she was annoyed, "Drop the damn guns would ya? I'm on your side..."
Ben Wolfson: "Oh. Darn." He lowered them. "I like shooting things."
#Dark Nemesis: "I could tell..." she walked by him ,'just keep moving, just keep moving...' she thought
Ben Wolfson: "SAY! Wanna shoot things together?!" He began to cackle maniacally.
#Dark Nemesis: DN growled, "No thanks..." she was REALLY annoyed, "I'm not interested..."
Ben Wolfson: Cyclonus' face fell. Then lit up with delight. "More for me!" He said, and charged down the hallway.
#Dark Nemesis: DN lifted an optic ridge, then made her way down the hallway. She grinned, maybe she would have some fun with this new Megatron....She chuckled and slipped into stealth mode, "There be a ghosty upon them cons..." she snickered and headed for Megatron
Ben Wolfson: Megatrons spacious throne room echoed with Megatrons snoring.
#Dark Nemesis: DN grinned evilly, 'This is going to be so fun...' she snickered in her stealth mode
Ben Wolfson: Megatron continued to sleep.
#Dark Nemesis: *TONK!*
#Dark Nemesis: a whole in the wall appeared
Ben Wolfson: Megatron fidgeted, his snoring growing louder.
#Dark Nemesis: More holes appeared in the wall
Ben Wolfson: Megatron stirred a bit...
#Dark Nemesis: *TONK TONK TONK*
#Dark Nemesis: *CRASH*
Ben Wolfson: Megatron rose to his full height. "WHAT is going on?" He demanded.
#Dark Nemesis: DN grinned, still in stealth mode. She made a few more holes in the wall that lead to Megatron
#Dark Nemesis: *TONK TONK TONK*
Ben Wolfson: Megatron fired his cannon at the most recent breach, intending to dispel the intruders camo.
#Dark Nemesis: DN had dodge the blast, and proceeded with her plan.
#Dark Nemesis: She shoved Megatron from behind
Ben Wolfson: Megatron whipped about, clawing at air.
#Dark Nemesis: DN giggled quietly
Ben Wolfson: Megatron growled. "Show yourself, you coward." He growled.
#Dark Nemesis: *TONK TONK*
#Dark Nemesis: more holes int he walls
#Dark Nemesis: DN dodge once more and sliced at his throne
Ben Wolfson: It couldn't be Thrust, he wasnt that stupid.
Ben Wolfson: His line of thought was stopped right their. "You CUT MY THRONE!" He roared.
#Dark Nemesis: DN giggled again
#Dark Nemesis: this was just way to easy
Ben Wolfson: "WHO ARE YOU?" He roared in fury.
#Dark Nemesis: DN giggled once more, picking up a rock and threw it at Megatron's head
Ben Wolfson: He turned and fired at the source of the rock.
#Dark Nemesis: "FEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!" she diguised her voice...well tried to
Ben Wolfson: "...Wait...DARK NEMESIS?!"
#Dark Nemesis: DN gave a silent squeak and quickly tried to make her way out of the throne room
Ben Wolfson: Megatron roared, firing wildly. "If I find you, I'll remove your SPARK!" He bellowed, and marched to her room.
#Dark Nemesis: DN dashed quickly as she could, soon coming upon her room.
#Dark Nemesis: She came out of stealth mode and laid atop her recharge birth
#Dark Nemesis: she tried to make it look as if she were asleep
Ben Wolfson: Megatron marched up to room 117, and shoved the door open.
#Dark Nemesis: DN yawned, rolling over onto her side on her bed
#Dark Nemesis: DN turned over onto her stomach
Ben Wolfson: His desire for revenge pulled against his desire to recharge himself.
#Dark Nemesis: she grumbled in her so called sleep
#Dark Nemesis: She opened one optic to see if he was still there
Ben Wolfson: Megatron shook his head, and marched angrily back to what remained of his throne. He decided to lock the door with maximum security, before sitting down and sinking into oblivion...
#Dark Nemesis: "And he's gone ladies and gentlemen!"
#Dark Nemesis: She sat up on her recharge birth, "That was too easy...and he's such a little baby
#Dark Nemesis: She grinned, laying upon the recharge birth, "Wonder how Cirrus is doing?"
Ben Wolfson:: Cirrus sat with arms crossed. He tapped his forearm nervously, his mind working as hard as it could to answer too many questions and drawing even more negatives.
Ben Wolfson: He knew WHAT to do. HOW was a different puzzle altogether.
#Dark Nemesis: JetFire had eyed the new comer ever since they met up back in the iceland of Europe
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus had ignored it, but he was THIS close to questioning Jetfires masculinity.
#Dark Nemesis: JetFire's mouth twitched under his mask, and he turned to Prime, "You sure we can trust this guy?" he pointed a thumb to Cirrus
Ben Wolfson: "I'm right here." Cirrus grumbled.
#Dark Nemesis: Prime just sighed, "His story does seem a little unbeleivable, but I think we could trust him..."
#Dark Nemesis: JetFire just glared back at Cirrus
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus glared back.
Ben Wolfson: "Hey, you trust STARSCREAM, dont you?"
#Dark Nemesis: JetFire's optics winced, "He's story is a little different from yours..." he referred to the femme that stood next to SS closely with her arm clutching his
#Dark Nemesis: And that her waist was oddly larger
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus leaned back. "Indeed." He looked around. "So this is how you fight your war? Sit around? Wait for some special sign?"
#Dark Nemesis: JetFire's optics twitched, but held back an insult
Ben Wolfson: "If you want to comb the entire planet by HAND, be our guest." Scavenger said, manuevering his bulk with a slow grace about the room.
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus looked Scavenger over. He decided he was one of very few mechs nearby that had their cranium attached correctly.
#Dark Nemesis: Hot Shot's blue optics stared down at Cirrus from his place next to SS
#Dark Nemesis: "So what do you think of this guy?"
Ben Wolfson: SS shrugged. "Wild card. I don't think he cares too much about our own fight here, but I don't think hes ENTIRELY ambivalent."
#Dark Nemesis: Alexis gripped SS's hand tighter, "I dont really know if we can trust him..."
Ben Wolfson: SS frowned. "He'll get his chance. Everyone deserves that much."
#Dark Nemesis: HS narrowed his optics, "Maybe...but I wanna see what this guy is made off," he grinned, "Even if he does manage to hurt me he wont be able to kill me..."
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus remained either unaware of their observations or just didn't respond for whatever reason.
#Dark Nemesis: HS smirked, making his way over to the green seeker, "I've noticed that you've got a blade..."
Ben Wolfson: "You passed your eyesight test."
#Dark Nemesis: HS ignored the comment, "And I see you're very good at making friends..."
Ben Wolfson: "And?"
#Dark Nemesis: "And maybe you and I should get better aquainted...how about a sparring match? Last mech standing wins"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus stood, his blade flashing into his hands. "Sounds fine by me."
#Dark Nemesis: HS smirked
#Dark Nemesis: Optimus had been watching HS's little proposel, and he sighed silently, "no poin in stopping him..."
#Dark Nemesis: HS and Cirrus had met up in the REC room
#Dark Nemesis: HS stood, his sword hung from hir armored belt
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus had his blade in one hand, held reverse-grip.
#Dark Nemesis: HS unsheathed his sword, "You can begin when ready..."
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus dashed to the left and right randomly, closing in. Just as he came into melee range, he went to the right and stopped, without even swinging for one moment to throw his reactions off, then struck with a right kick.
#Dark Nemesis: HS had dodged at full speed, disappearing into thing air
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus hopped back, blade in defensive stance.
#Dark Nemesis: HS reappeared behind Cirrus, bringing his blade down towards his shoulde
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus heard the telltale sound of air shifting, and threw himself back INTO HS.
Ben Wolfson: "Something wonderfully predictable I've learned about people who can disappear..." Cirrus said, "Is they ALWAYS attack from behind."
#Dark Nemesis: HS, "Really? Are you sure its the right me though?"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus raised an optic ridge, and flashed his blade at HS' shoulder experimentally.
#Dark Nemesis: The blade had gone through HS, rupturing the image
#Dark Nemesis: Suddenly, Hot Shot reappeared again and again around Cirrus
Ben Wolfson: "Scared, little leech?" Cirrus taunted. If he could take advantage of the youths impulsiveness, he could make him forgo any strategy altogether, wich would make this much easier.
#Dark Nemesis: "You have any idea how I'm doing this?"
Ben Wolfson: "Not really. All I need to know is that your hiding."
#Dark Nemesis: "Are you sure about that?"
#Dark Nemesis: HS reapeared again, this time in front of Cirrus and gave a punch to the gut
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus caught the arm, the force of the blow rippling through his entire frame. He slammed his elbow into HS' face, ignoring the pain.
#Dark Nemesis: the image ruptured again when Cirrus punch HS in the face, "Wrong Hot Shot! Try again!"
Ben Wolfson: "SOLID Illusions." Cirrus thought for a moment. "Well then. Lets go crazy."
Ben Wolfson: He leaped to his right at full power, and began slicing at terminal velocity into the illusions.
#Dark Nemesis: The images continued to ruptured, until the blade came into solide armor
#Dark Nemesis: slicing off Hot Shot's arm, oil bled to the floor
#Dark Nemesis: Though Hot Shot did not scream, just stood as he looked at Cirrus
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus waited for HS to defend himself. Raise his blade. Something.
#Dark Nemesis: Hot Shot only grinned, barring large fangs
Ben Wolfson: "Pretty. Just sharpen 'em?"
#Dark Nemesis: "Now now, why would you go ahead and chop my arm off? Only gives me another chance to attack yo from behind..."
#Dark Nemesis: The discarded hand twitched, twitched, and twitchd again...
#Dark Nemesis: It wiggled around in the puddle of oil and energon, until it began to slither around and climb up Cirrus' back
#Dark Nemesis: Its gripped his throat
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus flicked his blade at the fingers, dismantling them. "Clever."
#Dark Nemesis: HS grinned, "You really dont get it do you..."
#Dark Nemesis: his discarded arm and fingers, slithered around towards Hot SHot
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus raised an optic ridge. "So. You done flaunting?"
#Dark Nemesis: HS frowned, "Meh...so much for the fun..."
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus spun his blade warily.
#Dark Nemesis: the discarded arm and fingers reattached to Hot Shot's body
#Dark Nemesis: Hot Shot stretched his arm, then lean against his sword like a cane
#Dark Nemesis: He licked his lips, "I wonder what you would taste like..."
Ben Wolfson: "Oooh. Scary." Cirrus said. "You trying yet?"
#Dark Nemesis: HS's optics suddenly glowed red and he vanished once more
#Dark Nemesis: he reapeared, his blade dangerously close to Cirrus's throat
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus raised his blade to where HS' throat was. "You don't want to find out if your able to regenerate more than limbs the hard way, yes?"
#Dark Nemesis: "You idiot, even if you cut off all m limbs, tore off my head and stabbed me in the spark, I'll still come back
Ben Wolfson: "Theoretically." Cirrus said. "Your getting that from an overhyped myth that has changed much since its conception."
#Dark Nemesis: "I'm immortal you dumbass...and its a whole different concept..." he pushed his blade into Cirrus' throat, to see if he could get some oil droplets
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus stepped back as he did. "Really. You done showing off, then?"
#Dark Nemesis: "Maybe..." HS gripped his fingers into Cirrus' spine and dug them in...
Ben Wolfson: The hand suddenly lost connection with the wrist, and Cirrus threw it from out of the armor. "Has anyone told you that you are of choleric temper?"
#Dark Nemesis: HS grinned, "No...its just being a vampire can be quite fun..."
#Dark Nemesis: HS had landed upon the ceiling, but his attention was turned towards the window
Ben Wolfson: "I see." He spun his blade again, "Can I go now? As exciting as you find yourself, I'm quite bored.
#Dark Nemesis: he frowned, "Thats a shame...and I wasnt even trying too..."
#Dark Nemesis: "Though I think Screamer would have so fun..."
#Dark Nemesis: "Why dontcha ask him..."
#Dark Nemesis: He pointed to the door way, Starscream stood with a somewhat smirk
Ben Wolfson: "If I'm ever interested. From what I've seen, Vampires are all self important pompous tyrants-to-be."
#Dark Nemesis: "You think that...and I was just having some fun, dont be such a hard ass, jeeze!"
#Dark Nemesis: "Though, from what Prime has told me that black femme friend of yours is a bit interesting
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus raised an optic ridge at the sudden mood swing. He decided to add some mental illness to that list.
Ben Wolfson: "From what little he knows."
#Dark Nemesis: "And once again, he is a hard ass ladies and gentlemen!"
#Dark Nemesis: Hot Shot landed to the ground, his optics blue again, "You need to lighten up! Try to have some fun!"
Ben Wolfson: "Its truth. He only met her for little under a half hour."
#Dark Nemesis: "News flash, he rarely told me anything"
#Dark Nemesis: "Okay then! I'm off for an oil packet!"
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus watched him leave with relief. Was everyone of this dimension this annoying?
Ben Wolfson: At least he wasnt some gaudy shade of yellow.
#Dark Nemesis: "And for your information, I WAS yellow!"
#Dark Nemesis: HS yelled from the hallway
Ben Wolfson: Cirrus decided to make sure he stayed out of his mind by thinking of every vulgar, obscene thing he could.
#Dark Nemesis: DN groaned, "This. Is. So. BORING!!" she flopped yet again ont eh recharge birth
#Dark Nemesis: "There's nothing to DO here..."
Ben Wolfson: A knocking came at DNs door.
#Dark Nemesis: DN lifted her head from her folded arms, "Doors open!"
Ben Wolfson: The door slid open, and a black mehc stood in the doorway.
#Dark Nemesis: DN lifted and optics ridge as she sat upon her recharge birth, "Who are you?"
Ben Wolfson: "You planning on doing anything around here?" Wheeljack asked.
#Dark Nemesis: Dn shook her head, "What IS there to do around here?"
Ben Wolfson: "Train. Prepare. Weapons maintenance. Watch duty..." Wheeljack counted on his fingers...
#Dark Nemesis: DN groaned, "Thats sound pretty boring..."
#Dark Nemesis: "Got anyone target around here?"
Ben Wolfson: Wheeljack nodded.
Ben Wolfson: "What else do you think Cyclonus does all day?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN grinned, "Who's the mech with the squid head?"
Ben Wolfson: "Thrust, our strategist."
#Dark Nemesis: "Thrust?" DN lifted another optic ridge, "Well then...he looks like an easy target, wanna have some fun?"
Ben Wolfson: Wheeljack raised an optic ridge. "...What fun?"
#Dark Nemesis: DN grinned, "You and me, we're gonna have our selves a good prank!"
#Dark Nemesis: "Can you go stealth?"
Ben Wolfson: "Yes, but..." He blinked. "What do you think this is, the slagging Circus?"
#Dark Nemesis: "You guys are too much of hard asses around here! You need to have some fun!'
