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@  Plokatron : (05 February 2016 - 11:46 PM)

@Dracula Hey the crab is cool too but this DNA monster is giving them both a bad name.

@  Plokatron : (05 February 2016 - 11:07 PM)

Got my copy of the Allspark Almanac. Time to go waste time some more! Hope my copy of HoS get here next week. Trainsformers! More steam to meet your eye!!! No no don't look directly into the cylinders!!!! You fool!!!

@  Paladin : (05 February 2016 - 04:58 PM)

today's time-waster https://frinkiac.com/?p=search

@  Dracula : (05 February 2016 - 08:47 AM)

I like Cancer in Masterforce. Otherwise it's the worst and I don't understand how it keeps getting cast in everything

@  Plokatron : (05 February 2016 - 02:34 AM)

No Cancer is Disgraceful, Disgusting and Despicable! Blasted genetic abnormality thinking it owns the place. I worry for any who have it this year. 2016 looks to be a bad year for cancer sufferers.

@  Smokey : (05 February 2016 - 01:34 AM)

You're dethhhhpicable, 2016.

@  Paladin : (04 February 2016 - 07:49 AM)

http://www.newsfromme.com/2016/02/03/joe-alaskey-r-p/?utm_content=buffere1d3c&utm_medium=social&utm_source=facebook.com&utm_campaign=buffer RIP Plucky. :(

@  Whirl Maximus : (04 February 2016 - 07:04 AM)

Aurora Borealis at this time of year, at this time of day, the phenomenon localized entirely in this comment.

@  TheMightyMol... : (04 February 2016 - 02:11 AM)

l-lewd

@  Plokatron : (04 February 2016 - 01:44 AM)

Bang! Watch out for any unidentified P.O.K.E triggers.

@  Boomhauer : (03 February 2016 - 06:40 PM)

Aah, the universal greeting! Ooo Eee Ooo Aa Aa Ting Tang Wala Wala Bing!

@  TheMightyMol... : (03 February 2016 - 06:05 PM)

My mother's a what?! GET OUT!

@  Plokatron : (03 February 2016 - 04:44 PM)

goo goo ga ga bagah na slaguh

@  BillBarclay : (03 February 2016 - 12:41 PM)

in that case! it's a very good composition of comments.....coming from a 9 month old

@  TheMightyMol... : (03 February 2016 - 11:07 AM)

Wouldn't the day of conception have been nine months ago?

@  BillBarclay : (03 February 2016 - 10:34 AM)

oh......& happy day of conception

@  BillBarclay : (03 February 2016 - 10:33 AM)

-> -> -> -> -> -> ->

@  Plokatron : (03 February 2016 - 01:32 AM)

Can anyone point me to the wiki topic on what is under animated transformers helmets? I know I saw it a few weeks back. Also it is my birthday! So my wish for the forums is "Everyone take care and be safe" I think that's a reasonable request em?

@  Plokatron : (02 February 2016 - 06:12 PM)

Also I got my new Pc at last.

@  Plokatron : (02 February 2016 - 06:12 PM)

I still have it. Not letting it go.

@  TheMightyMol... : (02 February 2016 - 05:55 PM)

I had it at one point. Then I went to public school and it got misplaced.

@  LioConvoy : (02 February 2016 - 05:29 PM)

You can't ask what happened to something that never existed.

@  TheMightyMol... : (02 February 2016 - 03:05 PM)

Oh, so that's what happened to my faith in humanity.

@  ▲ndrusi : (02 February 2016 - 12:53 PM)

I'm always dealing with stuff that stinks and is past the end of its life

@  lastmaximal : (02 February 2016 - 08:28 AM)

"Boy, glad I'm not him!" does sound like a familiar refrain for the workplace.

@  Paladin : (02 February 2016 - 07:48 AM)

nothing sets the tone for a work day like driving past a dead skunk at 7am...

@  Plokatron : (01 February 2016 - 06:07 PM)

Anyway I just ordered a copy of Allspark Almanac and the HoS graphic novel. Can't wait to see da trainsformers!

@  Plokatron : (01 February 2016 - 06:06 PM)

Very true.

@  Smokey : (01 February 2016 - 06:06 PM)

Also rat slime.

@  Plokatron : (01 February 2016 - 06:06 PM)

Yes but not Ghost slime. Just human and Bug slime.

@  Smokey : (01 February 2016 - 06:03 PM)

It doesn't matter what color slime NYC has, it's still been covered in slime for its entire existence.

@  Plokatron : (01 February 2016 - 03:05 PM)

Not to mention the series is getting a reboot this year. In July so none of that junk counts.

@  Plokatron : (01 February 2016 - 02:32 PM)

Not that kind of slime!!! Has New York ever been pink?! No that city has so much brown that it makes COD look bright and colorful.

@  Smokey : (01 February 2016 - 02:27 PM)

New York's ALWAYS been covered with slime.

@  Plokatron : (01 February 2016 - 02:21 PM)

Also since New York wasn't covered in slime back in 89 it's quite moot isn't it?

@  Plokatron : (01 February 2016 - 02:15 PM)

Stupid ideas that I can't understand why we keep bring it up. Are we humans just that desperate to panic ourselves?

@  Smokey : (01 February 2016 - 12:51 PM)

Gamera is really neat! Gamera is filled with meat! We'll be eating Gamera!

@  BillBarclay : (01 February 2016 - 11:28 AM)

mind you that Lego Firehouse looks awesome

@  bigbot69 : (01 February 2016 - 10:50 AM)

Someone's gotta go down there

@  DeltaSeeker : (01 February 2016 - 09:56 AM)

Valentines Day. Bummer.

@  BillBarclay : (01 February 2016 - 09:45 AM)

i do.....Vigo! you are like the buzzing of flies to him!

@  wonko the sane? : (01 February 2016 - 09:44 AM)

Nope! But in fairness, I was pretty drunk at the time.

@  Paladin : (01 February 2016 - 09:44 AM)

...does NOBODY remember "Ghostbusters 2?!"

@  wonko the sane? : (01 February 2016 - 09:42 AM)

Oh, yeah, the primaries. Yup, that's a thing that's happening. But it won't end the world till new shmuck is elected, and even then it depends on who.

@  Touch My Thighs : (01 February 2016 - 09:41 AM)

Looks like that American preliminary election thing is happening. I don't really get it, something about Iowa and Couscous.

@  MEDdMI : (01 February 2016 - 08:07 AM)

what, again?

@  Paladin : (01 February 2016 - 07:57 AM)

only 13 days left before the world ends...

@  TheMightyMol... : (01 February 2016 - 02:47 AM)

It gets ten thousand hours to the soul.

@  Boomhauer : (31 January 2016 - 09:28 PM)

It runs on uranium.

@  Nutjob R/T : (31 January 2016 - 01:14 PM)

Right, anybody got the old NECA Big Daddy Bouncer with the LED eyes? Anybody know the battery size needed?


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#1 Walky

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Posted 21 July 2010 - 12:34 AM

I had a four hour flight from O'Hare to San Diego this evening and a laptop. So I decided to start writing a Transformers story. Those of you familiar with the Marvel Comics will understand the context. Those of you who aren't... well, I plan to beef this up a bit later with better detail. I had two hours of power on my laptop. I started writing when I turned it on, and stopped writing when I was about to run out of juice. So it's a bit bare in places, it ends abruptly, and I feel like I need to address more the weight of the universe that's been placed on these characters.

Regardless, enjoy.

SYMPHONIES OF TERROR! (working title)

?Galvatron is gone! Cyclonus and Scourge are dead! Lay down your arms!?

The futility of Prowl's fevered announcement, cast out through the crisscross of missile trails and laser blasts, was not lost on any of the surviving Autobots. Jazz continued to wince through his wounds, raising his blaster into the air to fire at the passing jets, despite the pain. A way out was a laughable notion at this point. Inferno had long given up any hopes of surviving this battle, and had already eagerly prepared himself to take out as many of Them as possible. That the top-ranking Decepticons had been taken out was reward enough for a long, terrible (and absolutely satisfying) life of combat. More than the others, he was ready and willing to die.

It was the remaining humans who still clung foolishly to hope, and for enumerable reasons. Unlike the Autobots, their planet hadn't yet been consumed. Though they had lost the Western Hemisphere to Decepticon rule, their species largely persisted. They still had things left to lose, even if family and friends were no longer on that list. Lisa had recently counted Spike newly among the things she was willing to fight and die for, and she briefly looked up into the sky, searching for the American flag that her post-apocalyptic companion had defiantly placed. He was no longer beside it, which meant either that he had perished or he was carefully on his way back down.

As the full force of the Decepticon army approached them, blasters drawn, she considered which of the two fates she preferred. To be finally at rest or to be at rest soon enough. But at her side, once more, maybe? Please?

A carefully-aimed blast from Jazz punctured Divebomb, but the Predacon would probably survive. As Divebomb spiraled away, Jazz grabbed the sparking contours of his lower torso. Buzzsaw, Laserbeak, and Needlenose were sweeping around for another pass. ?We have to find some way out of here.?

Inferno also fired into the sky. ?Like Hell we are,? he growled, adopting Earth language to express his frustration. ?Crossblades died getting us in. We stay in.? An explosion nearby momentarily drowned him out. ?We stay in. We stay here. Until the end.?

Lisa kicked Inferno in the leg, not solely out of anger, but also to get his attention in the midst of the aural onslaught. ?We find cover. I-- Spike will not die alone. We wait for him, then we decide on a last stand.?

Prowl frowned. ?Fair enough.?

Inferno aimed his flamethrowers at a nearby Energon fueling station. Under cover of the explosion, they ducked inside a monitoring station.

? ? ?

?I think we can survive this.? Prowl said. Anticipating Jazz's response, he added, ?No, I'm serious.?

As Prowl, Jazz, Lisa, and two other humans began their discussion, Inferno guarded the entrance. It was only a matter of time before their energy signatures would be detected. The Energon residue from the explosion would only mask scanners for so long.

?Galvatron, Scourge, and Cyclonus are out of the picture. The Decepticons haven't realized it yet, but they're directionless. They haven't a leader. Galvatron quelled the lieutenants that posed any threat to his rule years ago. It's just an army of yesmen out there.?

?An army of yesmen that outnumbers us 100 to 1,? one of the humans reminded.

?There's no Bludgeon. There's no Thunderwing. No Shockwave. And thank Primus there's no Starscream. All assassinated. There's no leaders of any caliber out there. No imagination. No charisma.? Prowl folded his arms. ?Without the upper command structure, they're lost. It's a power vacuum. If we survive, I believe we can use that to our advantage and turn this around.?

Jazz put up his hands. ?And then what? In case you've forgotten, dude, we've got no Matrix. The essence of our creator, Primus, is extinguished. It's gone. The one thing that can defeat Unicron is gone.?

?Unicron is--?

?Unicron will return eventually, man. Even ol' Galvatron musta known that. He eats everything. We're part of that everything! This entire universe is a dead end. It's livin' on borrowed time.?

?I was going to say, Unicron is something we can worry about later. Maybe tomorrow, maybe millions of years from now, but later.? Prowl paused. ?There is no point worrying about him now. The logical thing is to worry about more immediate threats.?

A new voice joined them, from the corners. ?Funny you should mention immediate threats!? Jazz drew his blaster. The far corner of the room, opposite the voice, ignited. It was Mindwipe. Illuminated by the explosion, his flapping, metal wings cast a shadow across the roof of the monitoring station. ?Energon radiation may be confusing our scanners, but your minds are easy for my considerable skills to locate!?

Inferno rushed the center of the room, closing the gap between them and Mindwipe. ?Six against one, Mindwipe? You must have grown some girders.?

?Oh, I brought some friends.?

Ravage jumped Inferno from behind, appearing from no where out of the shadows. Circuits and wires in the back of Inferno's shoulders quickly fell prey to the jaguar's jaws. Jazz knocked Ravage away, but smoke began billowing from Inferno's neck. As Ravage scrambled to recover, Weirdwolf and Scrapper dropped out of a hole in the ceiling. The yellow canine brought Prowl onto his back, while the Constructicon menaced the humans.

Jazz fired his blaster at Mindwipe, who slipped off into the shadows again. ?Coward,? the Autobot muttered, as he turned to his friends. Prowl, thought startled, was proving to be a match for Weirdwolf. Best to attend to the humans...

Scrapper had fallen, his head ejected clear away from his body. As Jazz glanced down at Lisa, he tried to mask his surprise. The human smiled, patting her grenade launcher. The other two humans high-fived.

Ravage had returned to his feet and pounced, but was again knocked away, this time by a fireblast from another newcomer.
Spike stood at the entrance. ?Miss me??

Lisa kept things as perfunctory as possible. ?Yes.?

Jazz was also visibly happy to see that Spike had survived. ?How did you find us? This place is ginormous.? The Autobot put his fist out for Spike to bump it with his own.

?When in doubt, follow the mystic.? As Lisa joined him, he continued, ?So, I'm guessing that the fact that we're not all atomized right now means that my flag worked. Go me. What's next??

Inferno was insistent. ?We take out as many of them as possible.?

?We take out as many of them as possible. Later.? Prowl stood in front of Inferno, pulling rank, as if that meant anything. ?We get out of here. We survive. Galvatron is gone, so they will crumble.?

Spike was incredulous. ?Galvatron is gone? What, you beat him? How the--??

Jazz cut him off. ?We'll explain later, badly. But for now, it's time to make like a tree and get out of here.?

? ? ?

Five minutes later, a lavendar hand roused Ravage. ?*urrp* You okay??

Ravage slowly stood upright on his four legs. ?My optics are still rebooting, but my olfactory sensors are tragically still functional, Blot.?

Cutthroat and Rippersnapper also surrounded the recovering jaguar. The monitoring room was in shambles, with Weirdwolf and Scrapper lying deactivated and weaponless. There was of course no sign of Mindwipe. Ravage sat down on his hind legs, clearly aggravated at his defeat. He outstretched his paw, shooing Blot away. Blot's head lowered sadly, and the reeking Terrorcon gave the Recordicon some space.

?Where's Galvatron?? Cutthroat squawked, his wings beating frantically. ?Galvatron is gone! Where is he? What will we do??

Rippersnapper snarled, ?Yeah, this is seriously messed up. What's the plan??

Ravage raised a brow. ?The plan? Why are you asking me??

Rippersnapper looked at Cutthroat. Cutthroat squawked again, nervously.

Ravage growled. ?What??

The shark monster stared at his feet. ?Well, y'know. With Galvatron gone, that means you're the, well... you're the oldest Decepticon. You got seniority, or something. We just figgered...?

?We thought you'd tell us what to do!?

Ravage returned to his feet. He lowered his head and let out a long sigh. After a moment, the jaguar began walking off alone. ?Meg-- Galvatron might return. And if he doesn't, then none of this matters.?

As Ravage left them, Cutthroat began fidgeting again.

Blot farted.

? ? ?

Head craned back, Thundercracker regarded the stars and stripes hanging from the highest tower of their battlestation. There was no longer any breeze to keep it aloft; the Decepticons had since restored the shields to operation.

What a strange defeat this had been.

Only moments ago, the Decepticons had been assured victory. They controlled half of this muddy, miserable planet. Optimus Prime was dead. Rodimus Prime was dead. There were only a small handful of Autobots remaining. Thundercracker himself had helped see to that. The local humans had been battered into submission. The humans from the other side of the globe had planned to attack them with nuclear warheads, but the Decepticons welcomed the onslaught. Their shields would protect them, and the resulting energy, if properly captured, would be enough to power them for centuries.

And within the span of fifteen minutes, it all fell apart.

Galvatron was missing, abducted by creatures unknown. His supernaturally strong energy signature was gone from even the most sensitive of their scanners. The mangled bodies of Cyclonus and Scourge were found outside the perimeter of the battlestation. And all because of maybe five Autobots and a gaggle of humans. Humans!

Who would lead them now?

Thundercracker converted into jet mode and launched up through the sky. He did not know where he was going, but he knew a lost cause when he saw one.

Preceding a sonic boom, for a brief moment, the flag furled once more.

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#2 ZacWilliam1

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Posted 21 July 2010 - 05:01 AM

Random scattered thoughts:

Was not expecting these guys. "Fro Spike" lives! Neat to actually see this reality followed up on and I'd be curious how you'd tie it all up less abruptly given more time. I like the idea of Ravage, who is one of the first Cons in the Marvel U, being offered leadership. An "obvious" idea I've never seen touched before really. Can't go wrong with Blot farting either.

I can't remember, were the Monster Pretenders dead at this point, cause it'd be neat to see them.


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#3 The Predaking

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Posted 21 July 2010 - 11:31 AM

Awesome job man!

Restoring an Old Arcade Machine!

 

http://www.allspark....ade-game/page-2

 

 


#4 emeraldbeacon

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Posted 21 July 2010 - 12:36 PM

Nice. So with all of the beast-Decepticons looking to Ravage for guidance, he finally gives in and forms his own, unique faction, based more on guile and cunning than brute force. They can call themselves... Predacons, maybe?

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Posted 23 July 2010 - 12:32 PM

Dude. For something typed up in two hours on a laptop during an airline flight that's pretty good!


It feels like one of those old stories from the Uk comics with drawings in between.


Consequently... Nice way of ending it. It certainly feels like it can lead into it's own version of the pax Cybertronia.


Yes. I know unicron ate Cybertron but it dosent mean he can't later be defeated. The transformers could probably make something like the allspark and learn some sort of spark budding process to reproduce.

A new cybertron could be built.

It just strangely feels like this could be the universe that leads to Beast Wars for some odd reason...


I'm probably just reaching though.

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#6 Vestras

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Posted 06 August 2010 - 10:42 AM

Good stuff Walky! No idea where the jump in point is, didn't read much marvel, but it's frightening and thought provoking stuff!
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