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Blurr ([personal profile] raceme) wrote in [community profile] re_alignment_logs2012-07-10 02:22 pm

[Closed]

WHO: Transformers: Prime Starscream and Blurr.
WHERE: It starts in Liege's Quadrant.
WHEN: Now.
WHAT: Meetings.
WARNINGS:   where do I start with this two.  Violence at least. Handcuffs involved.


[Blurr is running away from what it looks like a giant mechanical jaguar-like monster.

Anyone who has seen Blurr run before will be able to tell that he’s not running at full speed, almost as if he wants the cat beast to follow him. When they reach one of the iced surfaces in Liege’s quadrant Blurr comes to a halt in front of a large rock wall, the jaguar behind him. The creature smirks like a cat about to eat a helpless mouse.

Blurr looks down, lifts his arm and punches the iced surface. The cat monster growls and it's pretty much a laugh, but it stops suddenly when it realizes that what hit the ice was not Blurr’s fist but the chainsaw-blade weapon in his arm.

The blue mech looks up…and smirks. The following ‘Oh crap’ expression as Blurr twists the blade and the ice starts to break under its paws is hard to miss. While the surface crumbles under it and it falls in the cool water below, Blurr turns and just starts to run <em> up</em> the wall.

One monster down. More to take care of.]
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[personal profile] my_own_trope 2012-07-13 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Cloudy with a chance of monsters today apparently.

Starscream wasn't entirely sure what had happened to his threshold of disbelief, but somehow, when one of the other big guys left a message on the network warning of 'monsters,' instead of laughing and waving Vector Prime off as just another deranged huge guy, Starscream had said to himself:
You're a strong, talented, beautiful Cybertronian, you don't have to subscribe to anyone's reality if you don't want to.

He'd also said something along the lines:
Welp, looks like I'm staying in today.

Because without A tcog he wasn't going to be much use (to himself) even if he had found a shock prod while dumpster diving. Also, WALKING EVERYWHERE TOOK SO DAMN LONG OHMYGOD YOU DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND HOW HORRIBLE IT IS. There was also that small niggling point about how he didn't relish fighting strange fighty things in the first place. Or at least not when they stood a chance of kicking his ass.

Unfortunately, Starscream wasn't the most patient of robots, and could only stew all alone in his empty room (in this creepy angular castle) for so long. And eventually -- because nothing horrible had happened yet -- he wandered out of his improvised bunker, and went to go look out some windows. Because if he was going to be bored out of his mind, at least he could be bored while watching some carnage. Maybe he'd even be lucky enough to see a monster tear an Autobot in half. Yeah, that would be pretty cool.

What he ended up seeing was one little blue robot, all alone, with no one but teeny tiny jello monster to hear him scream. Welp, Starscream could work with this, and grabbing his prod, he made his way outside.

Well okay so he actually made his way to the stairs first, but EVENTUALLY he manages to get outside. And then, you know, sort of walk-waddle-strut through the snow, and the rocks, and the rest of the mountain as he sort of tried to go in the vague direction he'd seen the little blue bot in.
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He's a strong, confident young woman, and he'll be robot overlord if he wants to be

[personal profile] my_own_trope 2012-07-16 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately for Blurr, the little jello monsters -- as cute, slow, and harmless looking as they were -- did have world domination in mind. Or at the very least, their little jello brains held dreams of sugar plum fairies and mass chaos and destruction. While Blurr turned away to look for something higher leveled to combat, a few more tiny gelatin creatures popped out of the snow like little multicoloured daisies, and slowly began to group together. And when we say 'group' we really mean 'goop,' because the more little critters that came in contact with each other, the larger the jelly creature got. (It remained super cute and maybe even vaguely delicious looking though!)

Starscream had just made it over a ridge when he happened upon who he'd been looking for this entire time. And while he didn't remember the little globs of jelly being quite that large, he decided it really wouldn't do if the monster got the jump on the little blue bot first -- that was his job after all. And Starscream really didn't want to run the risk of the blue tot's Tcog getting too damaged because then his entire morning would have been a waste.

"Behind you," Starscream called out helpfully, pointing to the quietly growing, serenely smiling rainbow coloured creature. It purred at Blurr, and then opened its mouth, displaying rows and rows of pink sparkling, sharp little teeth.
my_own_trope: ((in)sincerity)

Oh please. His is a tiara and a pretty mink coat. (That's A LOT of mink, by the way)

[personal profile] my_own_trope 2012-07-24 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
But did Blurr know who the Michelin Man? Because if so, at least that made one of them.

As Blurr drew nearer, Starscream began taking measurements in his head. This bot was significantly smaller, but probably not too small to make him an ineffective donor. Well, you never know until you try. But was he comfortable trying when there was this... sparkling rainbow ...monstrosity of a thing rolling their way?

"Well? What are you waiting for? Kill it! It's coming closer!"
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[personal profile] my_own_trope 2012-08-07 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Starscream blinked. That was ... a whole lot of words coming at him really, really quickly. By the time he'd replayed everything in his head at half-speed, he's already found himself grabbed by Little Blue, who was trying to drag him away. Well more than try, actually, the guy was doing quite a good job of hauling him, tripping, across the snow, and at a good clip too. How was this even possible? This other bot couldn't have been much bigger than Arcee...

Oh well. Starscream wasn't about to look a gift robot in the mouth. If this kid was going to make this easier, then lucky Starscream.

The two of them were just passing over the lip of a rocky crevice when Starscream dug his sharp feet into the ground, pivoted, and threw all of his considerable weight against Blurr. The intent here was twofold. First: get away from the monster and secondly: surprise the kid, and get the literal drop on him if he could push them both over the edge.

Hopefully Starscream would land on top.
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[personal profile] my_own_trope 2012-08-09 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Starscream ignored the torrent of words, gave a grunt instead, and then tackled Blurr right off that cliff.

Well, that was one problem taken care of. And sure, this tumble down over rocks and ice and more rocks wasn't the most pleasant, but hey, Starscream stayed mostly on top, so it wasn't that bad. Well, for him at least.
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[personal profile] my_own_trope 2012-08-12 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not often that Starscream has both a size AND weight advantage, but now that he does, he bears down, keeping Blurr pinned. For all the kid's speed, Starscream is heavier and his reach longer. Pushing the foot down and catching the wheel well in the space between his larger heel and toe, he holds that leg in place.

"Try not to struggle," he almost purrs, "you're damaged. I just want to help~."

Groping over Blurr's hip and belly, and feeling for a transformation seam, Starscream asks, "Is this even metal?"

Because it sure all hell doesn't look like metal...
my_own_trope: mine plz don't take (You've no idea what I've lived through)

And then some stuff happened and Blurr lost an arm and Starscream got zero Tcogs

[personal profile] my_own_trope 2012-08-20 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I said relax," Starscream snapped, unsure of where exactly this little 'bot stored his Tcog when he looked like he didn't have enough metal on him to transform in the first place.

"There's two ways we can do this. The former has me bisecting you until I find what I want, and the latter results in only a small incision and extraction. Your choice is yours, Autobot."