This certainly wasn’t how Swindle imagined coming across another of his kind on this planet. Though surprised, he didn’t let it show, and took the situation in stride.
"Ah, yes, that would be me. You have me at a disadvantage, though, as I’m not aware who you are.”
*she was Shockwave’s sister,at least she didn’t say she was a spy*Same goes to you.
"So, what brings you to these parts?"
Blast Off usually enjoyed flying. It was one of the few things he actually liked. But that was only if he were deep in space, away from all the noise. And since Onslaught had wanted him to scout this particular area, he had to keep to the skies.
He was supposed to be looking for any signs of energon (hey, no such thing as too much energon) but to investigate anything out of the ordinary. With the help of his infrared vision, Blast Off came across what appeared to be a large shuttle, much like their own. As far as he knew, that qualified as “out of the ordinary”. Looked like he’d have something to do after all.
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There was the sound of a clearing throat over the link before- ::HOLD IT RIGHT THERE YOU LITTLE SLAGHEAP, I’M GOING TO TAKE YOUR ROTORS AND JAM THEM UP YOUR AFT SO FAR YOU’LL WALK LIKE A FRAGGING POLE! JUST YOU WAIT UNTIL I GET MY SERVOS ON YOU! AND YOUR LITTLE MEDIC FRIEND TOO!::
Okay so maybe he’d just taken Blades’ example of how he and Vortex traded insults, but this was hilarious. He was recording the reactions for the real Sideswipe later. Sideswipe would get a kick out of this.
Brawl continued to laugh. Vortex didn’t appreciate it one bit.
"You kiddin’ me? That’s the kinda scrap Blades says to me, not the other way around!” Give him some credit, he can come up with better insults than that.
And what was with everyone thinking he had some weird fascination with First Aid? He didn’t target the medic any more often than the rest of his teammates… Okay, it was just a bit more often. What? It was one of the easiest ways to torque off the rest of the Protectobots.
Tripwire remained rather annoyed by her smaller companion’s actions. Her optics scanned each mech as they interacted among each other. It was rather entertaining but she remained quiet and stoic. Her expression remained unmoved as she turned her attention to Distort.
"Hi!!" Distort grinned, and took the other approaching them as a sign that he was free to hug the stranger. This made the predacon groan and huff as she moved to pry him off the other. He just didn’t learn. Or maybe he did and he was just too excited to contain himself.
"Agaeen….zorry about heem." She curled her spike tipped tail around him so if he did try and hug any of the others he wouldn’t be able to. She did this in hopes the others wouldn’t do anything stupid and cause her to defend her and Distort.
Swindle may not have expected the hug, but he certainly handled it better than Vortex. No freezing up or trying to lean away. Of course, it helped that Distort was quite a bit shorter than him and that Tripwire was faster to pull him away.
But Swindle kept his smile. “It’s quite alright. Better than the alternative. Kinda nice not immediately getting shot at.” A snort came from Vortex that seemed to say he thought otherwise.
"And that’s how it will stay," Onslaught said. He looked at Tripwire before turning his gaze to his own team. The last thing they needed was to waste the remainder of their energon in a fight.
"Course it will, boss," Swindle agreed.
Blades felt himself smirk. That aristocratic voice was completely unmistablke. This meant, team Afthole had finally landed on earth.
Now things were going to get more exciting.
::oooh! how rude of me!! How could I not recognize her royal Majesty Queen Blast Off?? Should have told me you and your… royal subjects arrived! I would have rolled out a nice big red carpet for all you along with a few shells!!:: The Protectobot chided.
::So tell your highness, you enjoying your stay on earth?::
By now he was flying away with his passenger, trying to locate the nearest camp site to bring the human to so he could go happily take a shot at that snobby shuttle.
::I’m sure you would’ve.:: Though Blast Off had his doubts that even if they had contacted the Protectobots upon their arrival, that they’d have showed up. They wouldn’t risk walking right into a trap like that.
At least, not as a group.
Blast Off took his time with following after Blades. It wasn’t like the copter could go faster than him. ::I’ve been to worse places, I’ve been to better.:: he answered. ::I see you’ve taken to helping the humans. Given up the soldier’s life? Or just tired of getting beaten all the time?::
The police cruiser
Streetwise knew exactly who that charming and silky voice belonged.
'Well, Onslaught wasn't kidding. Course, the big guy never kids.'
The Combaticon had been true to his word when he said he and his team were coming to earth.
::If you were hoping for Prowl, Swindle, you’ll be very disappointed:: Streetwise replied with a matter of fact tone. He was pretty sure that the Combaticon would more than likely turn on him as soon as the salesmech knew who the voice belonged to.
Streetwise couldn’t help but notice one thing that really bothered him.
::Why are you still using a Cybertronian alt mode? If you and your teammates were hoping to surprise us— well, that is not the best way to do it::
Swindle almost laughed at the mention of Prowl. No, he hadn’t been hoping for Prowl. That wouldn’t have been anywhere near as fun as this could turn out to be.
::Streetwise, good to hear ya. And don’t you worry, I’m not planning anything dastardly.:: It’d probably be a good idea to worry anyway. But, since this was a Protectobot, Swindle didn’t doubt he would no matter how much assurance he was given.
::Perhaps not a surprise, but who’s to say we didn’t slip onto this planet without you even noticing? Do you even know how long we’ve been here? Who knows what we’ve been up to while you still thought we were deep in space!::
Truth be told, they’d only been on Earth for maybe a week. But Streetwise didn’t need to know about that.
Swindle started to pick up speed again, ::If you must know, I’m still shopping around. Oh, and you can tell Blades that I appreciate the input, but his suggestion isn’t quite what I’m looking for.::
uuuUUUMMM SO THIS IS THE COOL THING TO DO NOW I GUESS??? I just hit 250 followers, and since I didn’t do a thing for 200, and I don’t think 300 is going to happen, now is as good a time as any.
Thank you all so much everyone who has ever followed. If you wanna make me cry tears of joy, tell me that you’ve started to like the Combaticons because of me. It honestly makes me so happy that people enjoy the Combaticons and how I write them. I love you all <3 But okay, let’s get down to business.
Cool Peeps I Love Forever:
bornstellar-cron - WOW AWESOME MUN AND MUSE you’re great, you don’t get a say in the matter. Stella is a cutie, has an interesting backstory, kickass design, a giant hammer, SHE GOT IT ALL. And your art skills make me want to weep in all the best ways.
redemptiox - I WILL SAY IT AGAIN, YOU ARE FAB AND YOU JUST HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT. Hal is so adorkable sometimes I can’t even. She’s really fleshed out, and her past gives me all the feels, and I just wanna hug her. A+ OC and mun.
badboyblades | streetwisecop - PROTECTOBOOOTS!! Seriously, what’s not to love? Combaticons love to hate these guys (especially Blades, the lil shit) and I’m so happy that some well done Protectobots are around to bug. ily don’t ever change
wrecknrule - WHEELIE, WHERE DO I EVEN START? You’ve been here since practically the beginning, bless your soul. You’ve seen all the ups and downs with my guys and uuh… sorry you’ll have to go through it all again. But you’re wonderful and great and amazing. REUNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOOD!
cloakandclaws | roadwaydanger - OMG YOU’RE THE BEST wow amazing OC’s, awesome Wildrider. Love all your muses to bits, and I always enjoy our chats on Skype. Dis is too cute and nice, but I think maybe my guys need someone like that LOL
weather-bomb-central - YOU’RE SUPER AWESOME even though we haven’t talked a lot yet, you’re really nice and fun to talk to. Shade’s amusing as hell, though I think Blasto would choose a few other words. I see great things in the future.
transforming-pixie-sticks - ANOTHER CUTIE MUSE Pixie oh man, she’s adorable, I can’t handle it. She will get to meet Bruticus, and it will be great, I can feel it. WE NEED TO TALK OOC MORE AS WELL I’m just loser who forgets to be social.
coldbloodedcopter | drunkfueler | paranoidlambo - COMBATICONS FTW! I always love seeing other Combaticons around, and your Vortex is great. It’s interesting to see all the similarities and differences. And more Stunticons is always good, I mean really. Also CUTE DOGGY PICTURES my heaaaart <3
This Post Is Getting Long So I’m Just Gonna List These Other Cool People:
Stella lowered her weapon upon hearing his designation. Blast Off? She had never actually seen him before, the comms weren’t video capable so maybe he was…. Quickly she shook her head and raised the weapon back up and kept her distance. This could all be some elaborate trick, no doubt crafted by the Decepticons.
"Is this some sort of joke? Blast Off was in space, last time I checked. I would know, he told me."
They’d spoken before? Well, that would certainly explain why she sounded familiar. But he couldn’t pinpoint when their conversation had taken place, or what had been said.
He also couldn’t place her designation.
Blast Off scoffed, “We were traveling through space. We just happened to finally reach our destination.” His optics flickered down to the weapon she still had pointed at him. “Don’t do something you’ll regret.”
A Quick Note
(( I’m going to have to hold off on starting any new threads for a while. I’ve got a lot right now and I would like to wrap some of those up before adding more.
Soooo that also means I won’t be doing follower greetings. I think I may have to stop with those altogether. I’m 20+ behind already orz BUT I will do more open posts in the future for new people to jump into and such.
Of course, I’m always up for plotting. Even now is fine, we’ll just have to wait a little bit to get things rolling.
Ok that’s all ))
Whoa. I reached 200 followers. First and foremost, I am really thankful for all of you lovely peeps. Thank you for sticking by and interacting with Stella. -huggles you all-
Alright, let’s get down to business, shall we?
As you already guess, I am doing an art giveaway to celebrate this momentous occasion. This will last until Sept. 19th, 12 AM EST if this gets enough notes. I have a Convention in about a week so I want to extend this until that time so I can actually dish out the prizes for you peeps in a timely manner.
For all who haven’t seen my artwork, you can look at my examples here [link]
RULES (Yes I do have some rules on this)
-You have to be following me. I will be checking to see if you do.
- 1 Like, 1 Reblog. (Total of two entrys.) You can reblog this multiple times if you wish, but only ONE counts.
-Have your askbox open so I may notify you if you win. Winner will be contacted within 48 hours after I pick the winners.
-1ST Place Winner ; Fullbody colored picture of their muse (or character of their choice if the winner isn’t an RP blog.)
-2ND Place Winner ; Half-Body colored picture of their muse (or character of their choice if the winner isn’t and RP blog.)
-3RD Place Winner ; Colored Headshot of their muse (or character of their choice if the winner isn’t an RP blog.)
Alright, good luck guys! :D
echoing-voices is in range
Would ex-Decepticon count in her favour? Yeeeah, she did not think so. Blast Off’s concealment was well-founded in its reason. ::Ah, indeed…it is always quite a pain to attempt emergency landings. My wingmate tried once, and almost broke his wings for the prize.:: A sigh sounded through the comm, more amusement than aggravation.
Blast Off winced a bit to himself. He’d made a few emergency landings himself. Some had ended much worse than others. “Any type of landing would’ve been preferable. Bruticus isn’t flight capable. He was mostly confused by what was happening until we hit the ground.”
The only good part was that Bruticus hadn’t thought to break back down while falling. More fragile parts were exposed in their individual forms, and there would’ve been much more damage, or quiet possibly death, if they’d crashed like that.