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Post by Miss Mandy on Sept 16, 2008 4:32:51 GMT -5
A NEW DAWN - CHAPTER ONE
The fight had been vicious.
Decepticons were cutting a wide path of destruction through Mission City and the Autobots were doing their best to combat their long time enemies. Many fell that day, some great, some merely followers of orders. The relic that each side had fought to gain control of for so long was now destroyed.
A tyrant was dead.
The war was over.
Or, at least that is what some would have you believe.
Some say there is another series of events that took place. If you know the right people to ask they would tell you that none of the giant alien robots, the Transformers, died that day. They would tell you that their precious cube, their All Spark, was not gone at all but was being kept safely hidden from both the Autobots and the Decepticons.
Some would tell you that on that day the humans triumphed and that we held the upper hand. Somewhere, hidden away from all but a handful, were treasures worth as much as the All Spark.
Some would tell you this if you could find them.
Heaven help you if you did, though.
It would be the last thing you ever were told.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Sept 16, 2008 4:46:37 GMT -5
Starscream had gladly shown the arrogant pilots of the F-22s just what a true flyer could do. With a delighted malice he had destroyed almost an entire squadron in a matter of seconds. Then, to top it all off, he performed his pièce de résistance by luring the pursuing jets in Megatron's direction and joining in their attack on him. Oh how he had laughed at that! All that had been left for him to do now was to make a hasty escape away from Earth. In a flash, he used his extraordinary speed to leave the gravity of this disgustingly organic planet to the vastness of space.
For the longest time he had drifted from planet to planet, sending out a signal, calling the remaining Decepticons to him and telling them of the fall of their illustrious leader. He went on to tell them that he humbly had taken the mantle of leadership and would strive to become as great as Lord Megatron had been. True to his very nature, however, his internal dialogue was always about how he was already a better leader than Megatron had been and that simply because he was Starscream he had surpassed the fallen one.
Time passed and there had been no reply, so, in a fit of frustration and desperation he flew to Earth, masked his signature and found a suitable hiding place as he sent another transmission.
This is Lord Starscream and I summon all remaining Decepticons to join me in making the humans pay for the death of Megatron.
With that, he sent the coordinates of his location and waited.
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Red Alert had been travelling a long time all alone in the vastness of space searching out any remaining Autobots. Vorn after vorn he searched in vain, never catching even a hint of a Cybertronian signature, Autobot or Decepticon anywhere.
Although he was a fairly solitary mech, Red Alert did like the company of others from time to time and the years of nothingness had begun to take their toll on him. There's no point continuing as I am and eventually dying from lack of energon, The poor mech thought as he eventually accepted the inevitable as he slipped into stasis lock and drifted aimlessly through space.
Red Alert's lifeless chassis through solar systems, spatial anomolies, rifts and the like and through a series of near misses and a heavy dash of dumb luck, he was soon hurtling through Earth's atmosphere, streaking downwards to make planetfall with an almighty crash. One by one, systems that had long since been inactive started to come online and waking with a start, Red Alert rose from the crater to look around, puzzled by the strange place he inhabited.
A cautious message in Cybertronian was sent out, This is Red Alert, requesting assistance.
Worried about the approaching sirens and flashing lights, Red Alert silently slipped through the night to hide himself and hoped that what his diagnostics were telling him was not correct because if they were, half of his sensor array was out and many of his other systems were damaged or malfunctioning.
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Post by Latte on Sept 17, 2008 17:02:47 GMT -5
Bumblebee sat in the parking lot, sensors alternately checking on Sam and sweeping the surrounding area as far as he could reach them. Not even the Decepticons who had been on Earth had been accounted for, and that wasn't even thinking of the rest that would eventually follow. He didn't doubt that one or another of the remaining Decepticons would have sent for reinforcements. He checked his internal chronometer. Another breem or two and Sam would be finished. He shifted his weight, invisibly to human or human camera eyes, and waited.
Then he picked up a comm. If someone had been looking very, very closely, and had excellent eyesight, they might have seen the way the yellow Camaro perked up slightly. Red Alert, this is Bumblebee. What are your coordinates? Are you hurt? He had been hoping the messages Optimus had sent for reinforcements would reach more Autobots sooner than this - but they had kept the Allspark out of Decepticon hands, and it had apparently started to reach other Autobots - that was the important thing, wasn't it?
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Drifting aimlessly through space, Mosquito wondered how long it would take to find any other Autobots. Pit, she would take a fight with a Decepticon or two right now, anything to stave off her utter boredom and growing loneliness. The message came through as she searched. She would never admit how eager she'd been to follow the coordinates.
The other few messages, nearly identical, had her a little worried, though. She had to wonder if the fight had ended badly. She didn't want to land alone in the middle of a newly Decepticon-controlled planet. Shaking the nervousness off, she kept going, eventually finding the planet.
Mosquito made planetfall in the middle of nowhere, slamming into the ground and transforming, standing straight and wincing slightly. It always left her sore, she thought irritably as she stepped out of the small crater left by her impact. Now let's see if this planet has any decent alts... Keeping her scanners on high alert for anything Cybertronian, Mosquito moved off to go look for something suitable.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Sept 17, 2008 17:19:01 GMT -5
Red Alert had tried scanning an alt mode, but found that was yet another system that had become damaged. Bumblebee! .... Wait. How do I know it's you? The paranoia that plagued Red constantly had not faded a bit in all the years.
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Post by Latte on Sept 17, 2008 17:30:25 GMT -5
Bumblebee would have liked to roll his optics, but settled for a sigh over the comm. I didn't think you'd changed. Would a Decepticon know about the time the Twins glued you to your console and it took Ratchet two joors to get you loose? It's me.
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Post by Den on Sept 17, 2008 17:31:01 GMT -5
Drifting through space was always a drag, and as such, Scattershot preferred to spend the long periods of silence and alone-time in stasis. Every so often, he'd make planetfall, and more often than not, there'd be nothing worth investigating...until recently. The demolitions expert had been on a rather dull planet when Starscream's first series of communications had reached his receivers. Curiosity had gotten the better of the mech, and soon, he had taken off for Earth. Anything had to be better than simply drifting about in space...
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Car shows were always a thrill for the humans. Every make and model imaginable happened to be at this particular car show, including several Ferraris. The patrons of the car show, however, were soon distracted by a large object falling from the sky. The object hit with enough force to rattle the foundation of the nearby arena, causing panic and chaos. In the confusion, nobody noticed the robot climbing out of the impact crater and inspecting a few of the "flashier" cars, before finally stopping in front of one and quickly scanning it.
Moments later, a vividly pink Ferrarri was spotted along the highway, radio blasting the latest clubbing music. Scattershot let out a celebratory "Whoop" over the Decepticon frequencies, before remembering why he had come to this Primus-forsaken mudball in the first place. Scattershot, reporting...Requesting coordinates for rendevous, if possible...
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Space was dull, boring, cold, boring, and lonely. Oh, and boring. Mustn't forget boring. Showtime had actually lost count of how long it had been since she had seen another Cybertronian, let alone another Autobot. When the first call for aid had come, Showtime had gladly left the small, uninhabited planet she had landed on most recently, heading for the coordinates given. It took a lot longer than she would have liked, and as a result, she had gone into stasis in order to keep her systems from shutting down due to lack of energon after so long.
It was a startling sensation for the femme, so used to the cold of space, when she came into Earth's atmosphere. The heat and friction soon got her systems up and running, right before she slammed into the ground, hard. Thankfully, it seemed she had landed in an unoccupied area of the planet. The only damage seemed to be the field she had landed in, and an unfortunate tree that had been in the path of her descent.
Shaking as much dirt off of her as she could, Showtime carefully made her way to the road, using the cover of some dense forest near the road to study the vehicles that drove past. Hours went by, before one that fit her size category drove past, and Showtime was quick to scan it, transforming and driving off in the direction she hoped would lead her to her fellow Autobots.
This is Showtime...if there are any other Autobots out there...I'm here...
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Post by Latte on Sept 17, 2008 18:04:46 GMT -5
Bumblebee started slightly at the second comm. Someone he didn't know. Bumblebee here. What are your coordinates?
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Post by Den on Sept 17, 2008 18:47:45 GMT -5
Showtime relaxed a bit when she got a response. Quickly checking her coordinates, the femme replied 45° 19' 46 N, 121° 54' 40 W...Southbound....what are your coordinates? The femme hoped that Bumblebee wasn't too far from her location, but she had a feeling he wasn't.
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Post by Latte on Sept 17, 2008 18:59:12 GMT -5
Bumblebee transmitted his own coordinates. I may take some time to reach you, there's another recently landed Autobot I think may be damaged. He watched the humans flood out of the school and waited. Soon Sam reached him, sliding into the driver's seat and plopping his backpack on the passenger seat. "Hey Bee." He rested his hands on the steering wheel. Bumblebee pulled out of the lot carefully, avoiding the humans eager to leave. "I'm going to have to leave you for a few joors, Sam. Two new Autobots have landed. Contact me right away if you see anything unusual, alright? We still don't know where Barricade and Starscream are." "Okay. Friends of yours?" "One is. I've never met the other before. We'll see if you can meet them sometime in the future." The Camaro drove fairly quickly, wanting to be able to find Red Alert and Showtime and at least keep the group in the same general area.
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Post by Den on Sept 17, 2008 19:10:08 GMT -5
I'll see you when I see you then...I hope the other Autobot will be alright... With that, Showtime began to drive towards the coordinates Bumblebee had given her, paying the speed limits little mind when there were no humans in the area, and slowing down when she came upon other vehicles, and populated areas.
It was a long drive, but the knowledge that she would be meeting up with fellow Autobots helped keep the femme from getting discouraged. To pass the time, Showtime scanned the various radio stations, her interest piquing when she discovered "classical" music. Really, humans were impressive beings, if they were able to create such music as "Eine Kleine Nachtmusik"...
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Post by Latte on Sept 17, 2008 19:15:27 GMT -5
I think he will...he's mostly a little odd, but he's survived this long, I think he can handle a little longer. Bumblebee pulled into Sam's driveway, let the human out, and waited for Red's response.
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Lady Dragoon
Cannon Fodder
Close-ish(or not!) to what I think for human or holo!Joust. XD
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Post by Lady Dragoon on Sept 18, 2008 1:35:20 GMT -5
OOC: And here I gooo! Silence. The mech barely pay any attention to the quiet world around him, he stared at the ground in... meditate? ....More moments went by. The mech finally spoke as he looked straight head, "Earth, huh?" He got up and smirked to himself, "Well, well. At least now I have a idea where I can go now. Time to go meet some other Autobots. Heh, it has been awhile." Soon, he left the planet he was on and sped toward Earth. Some time later, CRASH!!!! The mech had just landed. He dusted off the dirt and grass he got on him and looked around. "...Interesting." He looked around for something to scanned, he saw a car and shrugged to himself as he scanned, This would work.Now... to tell any Autobots here that he has come, Wheelie here, reporting for duty.OOC2: ....next post I will actually have Joust appear, ehehe... got a little to busy to finish him off.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Sept 18, 2008 11:00:26 GMT -5
Shifting uncomfortably, Red Alert snapped back, The twins are notorious for their pranks! Anyone could have guessed that series of events. *sniffs* As it is, I choose to believe you. I was damaged when I made my entry into Earth’s atmosphere and my subsequent landing. From what my diagnostics are telling me it appears that a large proportion of my sensors are only functioning at half capacity. The nervousness in Red’s voice must have been apparent. His role as security director meant he relied heavily on them to do his job properly and with them malfunctioning (particularly on an alien planet) Red was more than a little edgy. I’m sending you my coordinates. I’ll keep hidden to the best of my ability. Oh, and Bumblebee... The twins aren’t here are they?
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Coordinates transmitted. I am at an abandoned air base in New Mexico and will be awaiting your arrival. Starscream out.
The new leader of the Decepticons transformed and wandered about the base in the moonlit desert night wondering who else might be joining him soon.
((Seriously, WTF. Where are the ‘cons!?))
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Post by Latte on Sept 18, 2008 14:02:24 GMT -5
Bumblebee's engine rumbled slightly in amusement at Red Alert, but it cut off when he caught how nervous Red sounded. He activated his holoform and pulled out, setting off on the quickest calculated route. Thanks. No, besides the five of us who arrived a few orns ago, you're the first to land, I think, but there's one - He broke off at Wheelie's comm. -two others who've only just landed, and I'm betting more will be showing up soon. We're having...a little trouble right now, though. Not all of the 'Cons are accounted for, and we have no base yet. He drove fairly quickly, wanting to hurry and find Red and the other two Autobots.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Sept 18, 2008 15:41:37 GMT -5
Not all the Decepticons are accounted for!? Red Alert's sense of worry shot into full blown panic. Every shadown, every car that passed might be one of them. Please hurry.
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Holly
New Spark
Beyond the stars
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Post by Holly on Sept 18, 2008 15:53:35 GMT -5
Back on Cybertron, on a derelict part of the planet, Rumble had been walking through the rubble that was once a vast city but now was nothing more than just scraps of metal. Picking up a few things to inspect them, only to just drop them again as they were not interesting enough to keep hold of.
Rumble stopped in his tracks when he began to receive a transmission from another planet. Without any delay, he quickly turned around and ran along the rough terrain and soon through a tunnel that led to a large dark room.
In the room, Soundwave stood motionless in front of a console with the lit screen as the only source of light in the room. Rumble didn't need to say anything for Soundwave to know that his small minion had entered. It was obvious that Soundwave had picked up the transmission too as the larger mech was looking at a visual of the solar system on the screen in which the signal had come from. Soundwave was hoping for a transmission from Megatron but instead it was from Starscream. He frowned as he listened to the message and got the coordinates. He then turned to Rumble and gave him a knowing look in which the little Decepticon acknowledged by jumping up, transforming and entering Soundwave's chest compartment.
Soundwave slowly walked outside and stared up at the sky, it was going to take some time to arrive at the planet where Starscream was but it would be worth it to find out if Starscream was correct about Megatron being destroyed. The comms officer went and gathered enough energy for the trip and sent a response to Starscream.
Starscream. This is Soundwave. Coordinates received. Leaving Cybertron and on route to your location.
With that, Soundwave left Cybertron and started his long journey to Earth.
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Post by Latte on Sept 18, 2008 16:15:15 GMT -5
Bumblebee mentally kicked himself Bad idea, Bee, bad idea. I'm nearly there now. Yellow vehicle, black stripes.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Sept 18, 2008 16:24:09 GMT -5
Starscream rolled his optics. Soundwave. Megatron's lapdog was on his way. Wonderful.
Transmission received. I will be anxiously awaiting your arrival.
Soundwave would have to be watched and very closely.
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Yellow and black. Why does this not surprise me? Doing what he could to remain unseen, Red kept himself hidden in the shadows as best he could.
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Post by Latte on Sept 18, 2008 16:31:00 GMT -5
Bee just headed towards the coordinates. A quick check told him that there were no humans around and he transformed, sharp optics soon spotting Red Alert. "Hey Red."
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Lady Dragoon
Cannon Fodder
Close-ish(or not!) to what I think for human or holo!Joust. XD
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Post by Lady Dragoon on Sept 19, 2008 1:21:26 GMT -5
For awhile, he was on the side of the Decepticons and he was loyal to a fault. But, when the group of 'cons he was in began to attack defenseless innocents, the knight couldn't stand by and allow it. Even if it means betray his 'allies' and attacking them. He would rather be a traitor to the cause than allow the small group of Autobots die. He attacked his former allies and took almost all down, one of them managed to escape. Joust had sigh and turned to smile at the surprised Autobots and said he was happy that none of them are that hurt. ~*~*~ Joust had landed on earth in a forest near a military base. He hidden himself and managed to scanned one of the tanks, he watched silently as the humans began to look around the hole he made. ...Um, hello? My name is Joust. .....I think I manage to catch the attention of some... humans? ...Or at least my carter did.OOC: Well, I can bring in Skywarp and Hoshi to help the 'cons. (And....pardon the suckness of this post. I think my muse went out for a walk or something. XD)
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