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25 February 2009 @ 11:17 pm
Music In Real 'Life' Color 2  

Title: Song Meme 2
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Various
Warnings: Mechs in battle/combat (#3) and sparkling torture (#4)
Universe: G1
Disclaimer: I, in no way, shape, or form, own the Transformers© franchise or the characters it contains. They belong to Has/Tak, No infringement intended.  Nor do I have any claim to the songs used.

Summary: Prompt/Rules: Put your entire music collection on shuffle, hit play, and write. Write for as long as each song plays and move on to a different writing when the song switches (even if it's mid-sentence). Go for ten songs (or five). If nothing comes, it still counts. If you're listening to a comedian, you can skip it.

 

*It started out as another crack at the 10 song meme. Then I got two six minute songs. Even with DragonSpeaking software, I was done. Everything cleaned up a bit for posting. (punctuation, spelling, no mid sentence finishes.

Bill the Kid – Billy Dean – 3:10 - (Autobots)

Prowl sighed in melancholy even as his battle computer was analyzing the scenario playing out below him from his position on the observation platform.  Not so many vorns ago, mechs of this age would have been running through the streets chasing each other with grease guns playing out various scenarios as dreamed up in their processors. No cares in the world. Now though, below Prowl, spread out across the training grounds a somewhat large and very real training session was playing out. It wasn’t looking good for the Bravo team. All that remained of the original sixteen member team were a pair of twins destined to be melee warriors, designated Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, and a scout designated Hound, defending the team’s sniper, a mech with the designation Bluestreak. The four had fallen back and regrouped near a point advantageous to their sniper. The Alpha team members were eight vorns older on average than the Bravo’s and would soon be sent into the field for real. Now though they moving in for the final kill of the Bravo’s; confident. Their own strategist, Jackpot, had conducted a smart campaign, only losing four mechs so far. Then he made a mistake and the Bravo sniper took the opening. The resulting series of events turned the fortunes of both teams and the younger melee warriors turned the oppositions advance into a route surprisingly quick.

 

I’m So Excited – the Pointer Sisters – 3:53 - Jazz

“I want to love you, feel you, wrap myself around you. I want to squeeze you , please you, I just can’t get enough….”

Well a mech really couldn’t get much more blatant than that if they wanted to keep to the realm of ‘safe for public viewing’ Ironhide thought. Jazz was singing in the open space of the Iacon complexes common room that served as space for any number of recreational activities. As usual he had an audience, but tonight there were going to be a lot of disappointed mechs for there was no doubt that this song was for one mech. And surprisingly Prowl was actually present for the performance. Even more surprising, the Tactician appeared to be tolerating, if not outright excepting of the proposition.   Jazz’s optics never left Prowl’s.   Apparently truth really is found at the bottom of a high grade energon cube.

 

Deadman’s Party – Oingo Boingo  - 6:20 - (Sideswipe & Sunstreaker)

Inky smoke rose from every point on the compass within optic view. There were bodies everywhere, Con and Autobot alike. The smell of super heated and fried energon, and melted armor amongst other things from spilt bodies was nearly overwhelming.

Through the lines of rising smoke Decepticon Seekers continued to fly overhead weaving about dropping all sorts of ordinance as they passed. Ground, structural remains and mechs exploding all over the place as a result. Energy discharges from guns flew as frequently as sword, knives and fists. Occasionally a seeker would drop quickly from the sky to land on an Autobot smashing them into the ground then open up with their arm mounted guns into the mech they had landed on. Upon deactivation the seeker would leap into the sky again transforming as they went and fly off.

Sunstreaker spun around and blocked a sword thrust as a Con launched itself over his head. Ducking to the side of a sword point, he slammed the reinforced butt of his rifle into the Cons unprotected elbow, and when the arm flew clear got the muzzle in under the chin and pulled the trigger. Processor parts flew everywhere as a weight landed on his back and he let it take him to the ground then rolled and watched a fist slam into the ground near his shoulder where his head had been a moment ago.

Standing over him, the con’s chest exploded showering Sunstreaker with various fluids. Sunstreaker rolled again and the Con toppled forward. Then Sunstreaker was up on one knee punching his fist thru the seams of abdominal armor of the next con in front of him. He dragged the mech to the ground jamming a knife blade in to the mechs head taking the processor offline. Grabbing his rifle he stood and launched a volley at the green con moving in at his brothers back, then summoned a second gun to his other hand and fired at the con coming from his left. Sub spacing both guns he met the next con with his fist slamming into chest armor, then he was plowing into the mech, landing several more blows before getting a leg between the cons legs and forcing the mech to trip. He went for the mechs chest armor, ripping it free and plunged his hand in grasping the spark chamber then twisted and yanked. A volley of shots flew past his right shoulder plowing into yet another con as he stood up. That seemed to clear the immediate area of Cons.   Then Sideswipe was beside him.  Mech fluid and other grit smeared all over his twin’s armor, highlighting the nicks and dents plus more splattered across his face. Sunstreaker was sure he looked just as gruesome. 

“You heard anything?”

“No, jamming is still in place.”

“Then we best find the jammer.”

Sunstreaker looked around. A jammer might be computer controlled, but in a “skirmish” of this size was usually an actual mech. And most communication bots had a horde of symbiots running around. He’d not encountered any mechs that small yet on the field. “I haven’t seen any cassettes yet.”

“I did, over towards rally point M53.”

Sunstreaker turned around in the direction of the rally point. He yanked his gun from subspace again and blasted another con as it wrestled with an Autobot. “Get outa my way” he snapped as the con fell to the ground. Sunstreaker grunted. The rally point was a good ½ mile away and was swarming with Con’s. If any Autobots had made it to that point, they were dead or captured.  Sunstreaker started in that direction Sideswipe beside him.

 

Holden out for a Hero – Bonnie Tyler – 5:51 – (Sparkling Prowl and Special Op’s mechs)

The Sparkling shivered in his frame unable to move. He was rarely able to move anymore and when he was allowed, his whole body hurt, not just his head. Fear and pain were his always present companions. He tried to hide the fear, but he was just a sparkling.  Durring the increasingly rare times he was freed and handled by the huge purple mech, then left alone, he would try to remember the time when being touched had been a good thing. He would remember that at one time he had been cared for and protected. That had all ended with the explosion. When he had on-lined again he had been cold, hurt, and hungry. The large purple bot that had come to him then had offered no comfort and no food. Had in fact picked him up by his sensitive wings causing more pain while staring at him with his single yellow optic. “You’ll do.” Was all that had been said before he’d been dropped back into the crate he’d woken in.

+-+-

Jazz stepped into the room and stopped in shock and surprise. The stop so sudden and unexpected that Mirage, following him in raised a hand to his back to ward off the collision. 

“Jazz, what…” but Mirage trailed off as he sidestepped just enough for a full of the room.

The job here in the Con base was to locate and destroy Shockwaves latest weapon. A super tactical computer. Various undercover operatives had been reporting the development of the top secret project for nearly a vorn now. The only thing known about it was that it had been in development. It had been completed and put to use three meta-cycles ago. That it had been activated three meta-cycles ago had not been information Special Operations had needed to provide. It had been very obvious that the computer was active when the Autobots found their afts being handed to them in 93 percent of the major engagements since then. They were barely holding on at this rate. Autobot tacticians across the planet were screaming for the thing to be shut down. If it wasn’t, then the Autobots would be extinct in meta-cycles. 

“Slag.” Whispered Jazz

“And frag” Mirage responded not taking his optics from the site in front of him.

For there in front of them, strapped and plugged into the bank of computers was a sparkling. Its blue optics flickering, indicating some sort of data transfer was in progress.

The two stepped over to the far wall where the sparkling was attached to look the situation over.

“This is the computer?” Mirage said with disgust. “Jazz, we can’t destroy this.”

“Not yet we can’t. Come on, we need to figure out how to get him out of there, because this is the only chance were gonna get. Then we’ll blow the rest.”




 
 
 
kirin_sagakirin_saga on February 26th, 2009 06:46 am (UTC)
Holden out for a Hero – Bonnie Tyler – 5:51 – (Sparkling Prowl and Special Op’s mechs)

Please tell me this will be continued. Please. I'm begging you.
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 26th, 2009 06:55 am (UTC)
This is a bunny that has been bounceing around in my head. When the song came up, I just slapped it down on paper. I have an idea where I want to go with this, but we will have to see what happens. Muses are not being helpful at the moment.

Thanks for reading.
Shadowman's Little Plantman: Prowl - A Violent Emotionvejiraziel on February 26th, 2009 10:53 am (UTC)
Thirding that request, and requesting permission for fanartings of this one!
ProwlStar: Grimlockprowlstar on February 26th, 2009 11:34 am (UTC)
Oy! Another request to finish off the Holding out for a Hero one!

Loved the Deadman's Party one as well, wicked battle scene.
prowlsgirlprowlsgirl on February 26th, 2009 02:07 pm (UTC)
I want you to finsh that one too. ^_^
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 26th, 2009 09:46 pm (UTC)
Request is noted. More is already in the works. Thank you for the compliment about Deadman's Party also.
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 26th, 2009 09:44 pm (UTC)
Thirding the request noted. Artwork is always good. More is already in the works . Thank you for reading and commenting
ante_luce on February 26th, 2009 08:30 am (UTC)
I second Kirin's comment and begging, and toss in some grovelling as well.
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 26th, 2009 09:48 pm (UTC)
groveling as well. More is already in the works. Thank you for reading and complementing.
bookworm_faithbookworm_faith on February 26th, 2009 11:12 am (UTC)
Fourthing that request. OH PROWL
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 26th, 2009 09:49 pm (UTC)
Moore is already in the works. Thank you for reading and commenting
Casha Mayfield: Casha DragonRose__wilderness__ on February 26th, 2009 11:32 am (UTC)
I adore your descriptions. The way you describe the battles are just fantastic!

And I'm putting in my vote for the continuation of Holding Out for a Hero too! That's such an intriguing origin!
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 26th, 2009 09:50 pm (UTC)
Thank you for the compliment on the battle scenes. I already have more in the works for holding out for a hero. Thank you for reading and commenting.
Myrrhibis or VAharleywitch: Wheeljack runokami_myrrhibis on February 26th, 2009 01:58 pm (UTC)
Oh wow - please continue the Prowl-centric one... while sad, I know you'll come up w/ some interesting (and happy) twists!
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 26th, 2009 09:52 pm (UTC)
Already have more in the works for the prowl one. I do hope it lives up to expectations. Right now all I have is lots of little scenes not tied together in any way. Well except for the fact that they all go in this storyline. Thank you for reading and commenting
Catraven: Purrcatraven on February 26th, 2009 05:24 pm (UTC)
These are all wonderful! Dead Man's Party was incredibly tense and electric, and Holden Out for a Hero was so poignant.

Thanks!
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 26th, 2009 09:57 pm (UTC)
Dead Man's Party and Holding out for a Hero were the ones I was most pleased with; probably because I got to write the most about them. It iss amazing what you can do with six minutes of music. And I suppose the meme did its job and got the stories flowing. I'll have to see if it lasts.

Thank you for reading and commenting
headache! at the discorainlightautumn on February 27th, 2009 02:22 am (UTC)
Oh, I like all of these, but I think the last one was my favorite. So much potential for further expansion!

"Deadman's Party" was intense, "Billy the Kid" was sad, and "I'm So Excited" was incredibly sweet.

Thanks for sharing, and great job!
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 27th, 2009 03:27 pm (UTC)
Thank you for reading and commenting.
bluebirdsoaringbluebirdsoaring on February 27th, 2009 03:08 am (UTC)
"I'm so excited!" is a perfect Jazz song =) And it's highly contagious...nice beat and fun ficcy!

Ditto on the Sparkling!Prowl ficcy....this is a great and unique story I'd love to read more about =)
cmdrtekkcmdrtekk on February 27th, 2009 03:29 pm (UTC)
Thank you for the comments, they are appreciated. There is more of the sparkling Prowl fic, but right now it's lots of little scenes with nothing to tie them together.
mmousemmouse15 on March 2nd, 2009 03:00 am (UTC)
Those are spectacular. Really. Billy the Kid was a great look at the teamwork aspect of training. </i>I'm So Excited</i> made me smile! I love how Jazz is totally focused on Prowl during the song. Then Deadman's Party was WOW! Great battle descriptions and strategizing by the twins. Really liked reading that.
Finally, Holding Out For A Hero made me *wibble*. Oh noes, poor Prowl! Very different origin story for him; I'm thrilled you'll be doing more with this.
In conclusion, they are all marvelous and I loved reading them.