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This is Sideswipe. Go ahead and regale me with your... whatever it is you want to say.

I'll let you know if I want to answer.


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Jan. 15th, 2013 04:49 pm
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Player Information
*Name/Alias: Red
*Your Journal: [personal profile] redfirelight
*Age: Over 16
*Contact Information: AIM @ thisismyomnitool
*Characters already in the game: Kagerou, FoC!Perceptor, Ironhide

Character Information
*Character Name: Sideswipe
*Character Canon: Transformers: Live Action Movies
*Age: Thousands of years, a young-adult by human standards
*Race: Cybertronian
*Timeline/Pull Point: Middle of Dark of The Moon, just prior to Sentinel's betrayal.

*History:
Unlike a majority of the Autobot forces, Sideswipe was born/manufactured/sparked/created during the war. He's never known a time of peace. This makes him one of the youngest of the Autobots--and one who was made for the sole purpose of war. He was taken up by Prime's own weapons master--Ironhide--as a trainee. He apparently excelled, as he was given charge of a colony of Autobots left homeless by the war, and Cybertron's destruction. He was to protect them, and everything went well enough.

Until a Decepticon known as Demolishor attacked.

It's unclear exactly how things happened, but the end result was a massive death toll--every Autobot slaughtered, and only Sideswipe, their protector, who should have been the one to fall, survived. Consumed with guilt, and shame, Sideswipe returned to the Autobot army, serving with Ironhide again, until he broke ranks, declared himself above his old teacher, and apparently vanished off the radar for a long, long time. He was, apparently, searching the galaxy for what he deemed to be real warriors, taking them on one at a time. He became merciless--and all the while searched for a certain Decepticon.

He was eventually drawn to Earth, and Optimus' rallying signal. But somewhere between hearing Prime and entering orbit, he tracked Demolishor, headed to the same planet. So great was his need for revenge, that he diverted his course away from the Autobot leader, and instead landed near Demolishor, chasing him through Buenos Aries without regard for anything but killing his enemy. Eventually, he had to be brought into line by Ironhide's intervention--saving him from an untimely death by missile strike, reminding him of the real Autobot way, that Sideswipe had stepped over the line. After that, he joined Prime's team without hesitation or reservation, training with the Autobots in the NEST team.

At one point, he was given charge of training new recruits himself. A task he loathed, considering the students. He was shipped off to NEST's base in Scotland, taking charge of the "Twins". In the spirit of his own combat instructor, Sideswipe was ruthless, drilling them in countless battle simulations. He thought of it as both training and punishment--as the Twins had allowed a Decepticon to escape imprisonment earlier. And in return... they knocked him out, and made up a cover story. At least, that's what he thought happened.

He hauled them, and himself, back to NEST's primary base in time for more bizarre happenings, just in time to be shipped out to Shanghai...

And then all this happened. Sideswipe recalls seeing a jet-truck a restored Optimus Prime taking off after the Fallen. He is still a little confused about... everything that happened. 

After all that nonsense, NEST established various bases across the globe, and following in the wake of the Decepticon Shockwave's attack on the Diego Garcia base in recent years, the primary base of operations was moved to a Washington DC facility. Despite this alliance, humans -- especially the governments of the various countries -- regard the Autobots with a great deal of suspicion, going so far as to blame them for Decepticon attacks. During the events of Dark of The Moon, they even order the Autobots to leave their world during the Decepticon invasion, wrongfully believing this will somehow discourage the invaders.

Still, he Autobots take the alliance seriously, doing their best to protect the humans and their world as they couldn't theirs -- even if some of them look at the humans with the same disdain they're given by politicians. However, this faith was incredibly shaken when, during Dark of The Moon, it was revealed that not only were the human governments refusing to place much trust in the Autobots, and therefore NEST, but were actively keeping secrets from them. In particular the secret of where in the universe Sentinel and his technology had ended up -- as the US government, and apparently the Soviet Union, had been well aware of the existence of Cybertronian technology since the moment the first moon landing happened. In fact, some of it had been used to fuel the Chernobyl reactor... the same one responsible for the infamous meltdown. There was a good deal of trust and respect lost from the Autobot side, which possibly resulted in the reason the Autobots were absent so long from the pivotal battle in Chicago -- which ended the war, it seemed, for good with the death of Megatron and his strongest, most loyal followers. Of course, Sentinel and his betrayal also took out a few very important Autobots, such as their science expert, and Ironhide (in a cheap shot that really shouldn't have happened, thank you very much).

But, as Sideswipe here is coming from prior to Sentinel's betrayal, the finer details of the incident are unknown to him.

*Personality:
Think of that guy you knew in high school. The one with the letterman's jacket, the perfect teeth, the fast car... who thought he was king of the world, and had the football record to prove it. The guy who pulled stupid stunts just because he could, and somehow came out of them relatively unscathed. The one who thought he could do anything, and often tried to. That's Sideswipe.

His mindset is still that of a young-adult -- which is, more or less, what he is by Cybertronian standards -- believing himself to be invincible, overly confident, and convinced he is the robotic God's gift to the battlefield. He's hotheaded, reckless, and occasionally driven to the point of near self-destruction. At one point, he sliced and diced his way through rush hour traffic, just to get to his goal. He didn't care what was in his way, or even who. His stubbornness likely came from his instructor, although, following the incident in Buenos Aires, he has mellowed somewhat, in most aspects. He's more likely to listen to individuals he respects, and has learned a little caution, despite the fact that it comes and goes half the time. Sideswipe is a child-soldier, when it all boils down, and he knows no other life.

However, nothing will keep him from retaining his arrogance. He was brought up in a culture of war, and he's made himself into what he feels is the perfect fighting machine. He finds a certain grace in war -- it's brutal, and messy, and he is the pinnacle of Autobot training and weaponry, the perfect tool to conquer that mess and brutality. He will use whatever tactics he has to in order to win the day, no matter how violent or "bloodthirsty" others may think him. The important thing is that the enemy falls, he feels, that the job, his job, is done. Even so, after the events in Buenos Aires, there is a part of him left severely uncertain about this mindset. He's started to wonder how much of a difference there is between himself and the enemy -- a thought which doesn't sit well at all with him, making him second-guess himself on occasion.

It's undeniable that Sideswipe has a vain streak a mile wide. Especially considering his choice of vehicle mode was one of the most “stylish” cars in existence. He passes it off as the Corvette being the pinnacle of speed and agility, therefore being the best suited to his fighting style, but, really, he picked it for its exterior. Much of his vanity, he makes plausible excuses for, but most people can tell. He's not that good at his excuses.

Under the arrogance, recklessness, vanity, and near-savagery, Sideswipe remains an Autobot to the core. He will do whatever he has to in order to defend others, to protect those weaker than himself, even if he has to die in the attempt. But that doesn't mean the “weaker” aren't above a little disdain on his part. He failed to accomplish his mission once, and it left him with an extreme case of survivor's guilt -- and drastically altered him, causing him to plunge headlong after an enemy in revenge. It's not unlikely it could happen again. Everything he feels, he feels strongly, and without restraint -- he simply hasn't learned any better just yet.

And, given that he was raised by one Auotbot Weapons Master Ironhide, it's unlikely he ever would have learned how to "properly" display his feelings. Despite his teacher's gruff nature, Ironhide remains a very important figure in Sideswipe's life. Not only did the old warrior train him, basically raising him from a new recruit to a full Autobot soldier, but he saved his life in Buenos Aires, as well. He feels he owes a lot to Ironhide, without really knowing how best to express that feeling. In essence, Ironhide is his "father" -- and one he cares for, despite teenage tendencies to downplay that fact.


*Powers/Abilities:
Transformation:
Like any other Cybertronian, Sideswipe possesses the ability to change his shape, from his normal bipedal mode, into a vehicle form—doing so in only seconds, and frequently. His chosen vehicle is that of a Corvette Stingray concept car, silver, and definitely not the most subtle automobile on the roads. In vehicle form, Sideswipe is capable of reaching speeds up to 400MPH, going from 0-60 in less than half a second. The front bumper of the car is specially armored, rendering it capable of ramming an opponent—stunning them while Sideswipe moves in for the kill, and thus earning him his designation. The rest of the vehicle, however, is much more lightly armored, and vulnerable.

Blades:
Attached to each of Sideswipe's forearms is an eight-foot-long blade. Both retract up into his armor plating, and are comprised of cobalt and lithium. They are capable of shearing through Cybertronian armor, even slicing a Decepticon in half, bisecting it up the middle. Each can detach from his arm, and be “thrown”, or “fired”, for a short distance into the enemy (as observed in the film, thank you very much Michael Bay).

Weapon Systems:
Rarely used, but still attached to him, Sideswipe has a row of “bazooka tubes” lining his shoulders. What exactly that entails is unclear, but for all intents and purposes, they are elaborate mini-missile launchers. They work only at short-range, about a 1/5th of a mile, which is an incredibly small distance for his race, and can fire one round every three seconds. This is, though, provided he restocks them.

General:
– Sideswipe, by virtue of design, is incredibly fast, even in his robotic form. His whole body is streamlined, with disproportionately long limbs. He even has wheels for feet—which function very much like high-powered roller skates. All of this helps him to hit the enemy quick and hard, before ducking back out of range. This is his fighting style, more or less. Conversely, he is more lightly armored than some of his more powerful Autobot comrades—he stands at the same height as Ironhide (25'), but weighs only around half as much (2.9 metric tons).

– According to The Veiled Threat, in order to restock his ranged weapon supply, and help himself auto-repair minor injuries, he can ingest scrap metals. His body will then produce the ammunition, provided he has enough of the substance, and be able to heal itself in the same way a human body would. For major injuries, he still requires repairs from an outside source—such as a medic or mechanic.

– Like any other Cybertronian, he is capable of calling up a holographic driver, though the exact capabilities of said hologram are never quite explained. They can speak with the voice of the Cybertronian in question, but are not solid, as objects are able to pass through them. There is no other discernible difference, however, between the hologram and a real human.

*Inventory: Nothing but his weapons.

*Starting Polarity:
No preference.

If AU, how does your character differ from canon?: N/A

Writing Samples
*First Person Sample:
-- class dismissed? Is that seriously what you said, old--

[The pair of legs with a robot attached abruptly stops speaking, looking around at his new surroundings with an expression that suggests he's just been punched in the face. He turns in a slow circle, never really moving his legs, thanks to the wheels on his feet.]

-- timer? Ironhide?

[Another long look around -- except something as big and loud as his old teacher can't be hiding. Then he lifts a hand, intending to speak to an internal comm system, only to access something else entirely instead. Enjoy the transmission, everyone.]

Prime, it's Sideswipe. The Dreads are down, but damn if I know where I am right now. Can you read this? What's Sentinel's status?

[When there's no response, he shakes his hand again.]

Optimus? Prime? Mirage? 'Bee? Come on, this isn't funny -- I'm lost. If this is about what I said about Sentinel's face, this is way over the line. He didn't even hear me!

[Another pause.]

Is anyone reading this?

*Third Person Sample:
What is this? Slow motion?

He'd asked the question once before, upon his first arrival on earth. Subsequent encounters with the small, fragile race had done little to change his mind. They remained slow, foolish, and hopelessly incapable of fully defending themselves against outside threats. No, they required heavier artillery to do that. Which, he supposed, was why they were here.

The Corvette tore down the freeway. It wove between lanes, swerving in amongst towering semi-trailers and minivans. It never once decelerated. If anything, its speed only increased.

Sensors screamed, joining a sudden radio broadcast from the rest of the team, left miles behind him. They were saying something about slowing down. About not hitting the target in such a populated area. It was good advice—sound, competent advice from those who were veterans of far many more battles than he was.

And he ignored it.

The guardrails lining this stretch of roadway were thinner, flimsier than elsewhere along the freeway. They were passing through a section of city riddled with empty lots and construction equipment. He could pull this off. There was no question about that. He knew he could.

The target came up alongside him—it had taken the form of a Mustang, red and gleaming in the twilight. It knew he was there almost instantly, and tried to speed up to outpace him. He almost laughed. Rear wheels spun faster, and he pulled a hard right turn, slamming his front bumper into the Mustang's side with as much force as he could muster. The impact sent shocks running all the way up his frame. He continued forward, following the spinning target until it smashed through the guardrail, plummeting down towards the construction site below.

Without hesitation, he dove after it.

His transformation was, as always, seamless, fluid. He spun in midair, angling his blades downward to take the brunt of the fall. If he'd aimed correctly, he'd land on top of the target, impaling it through. If not... he'd be knocked senseless, likely damaged, and easy prey for the target, once it recovered its processing wits.

Nevertheless, there was a mad grin on his face as he fell, and felt his blades slip smoothly into the Mustang's external plating.

Damn, I'm good.

Final Notes: None!
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Player Information
Your Nickname: Red
OOC Journal: [personal profile] redfirelight
Under 18? Nope
Email/IM: AIM @ thisismyomnitool
Characters Played at Singularity: Garrus Vakarian

Character Information
Name: Sideswipe
Name of Canon: Transformers: Live Action Movies
Canon/AU/Other Game CR: Canon
Reference: TF Wiki Link
Canon Point: Middle of Dark of The Moon, prior to Sentinel's betrayal.

Setting:
The story is always the same, and to understand anything in this universe, you have to understand the history of the War. Because the War is the reason anything ever happens in any Transformers universe, more or less.

Once upon a time, there was a peaceful race of giant alien robots living on the planet Cybertron. Cybertron was, at its height, a pretty peaceful planet, barren of anything resembling organic life, and instead fostering a population of, for lack of a better term, giant, sentient, robots. They were mechanical in build, but very much alive. The population was divided into civilian and military sectors, with civilians having a variety of positions, from science and research to waste disposal. Megatron, then called the High Protector, ran the entirety of the military -- air, ground, and security forces were under his jurisdiction. Much of the planet's, and their race's, history was unknown, save that all life on their planet came from a large, mystical cube housed in a temple -- this artifact was known as the All Spark. No one knew where it came from, or how it managed to create life, but it was vital to the existence of every Cybertronian, and the planet itself. They did know it generated vast amounts of energy, which made it a target for outside, hostile, interests.

Everything was perfectly normal, until a civilian science team, led by a 'bot called Optimus, uncovered a strange piece of triangular metal with an odd inscription. They had been researching an archeological dig near the All Spark's temple, in hopes of better understanding it. No one could quite figure out what exactly the triangle was -- and they had no time to investigate further. At the same time, their planet was attacked by an organic army looking to take the All Spark for themselves.

While everyone was occupied saving the day, Megatron took the triangular artifact for himself. It turned out to house a being known as the Fallen, who corrupted Megatron's mind, intending to use the army commander to exact revenge for his imprisonment. As a result, Megatron launched an all-out attack on the organics trying to take the All Spark, claiming it was their right to destroy any and all opposition, rather than simply protecting their borders. Following the slaughter of the organic forces, Megatron ordered the deaths of the same scientists -- including Optimus -- who had discovered the Fallen's Artifact. When the armed forces began to disintegrate, with Megatron renaming his troops "Decepticons", and war officially broke out all over Cybertron.

Over time, it became clear Megatron and the Decepticons would not stop fighting until they had claimed the All Spark, and its power, for themselves, and the conflict continued on for thousands of years. Sensitive Autobot technology -- namely the massive teleportation system known as the Space Bridge -- was jettisoned off-world for safekeeping. Each piece that left Cybertron was one less thing for the Decepticons to conquer and use against the Autobots. The said Space Bridge ended up traveling with one Sentinel Prime (a Prime no one knew about until Dark of The Moon happened, apparently), only to be presumed lost among the vast recesses of the galaxy -- when in reality it, and Sentinel, crashed into the back end of Earth's moon.

Eventually, Optimus made the choice to launch the All Spark itself from Cybertron, in an attempt to end the war, despite dooming their race, and their planet. The theory was that if there was nothing to fight over, the conflict would cease. Megatron followed it out into space, abandoning his troops, but the war continued.

The lines between factions are far more blurred in this universe than they are in others. The Decepticons, as usual, relish violence and warmongering, and, as a result, the Autobots were forced to abandon their more peaceful ways -- as most of them came out of the civilian sector of the population -- if they wanted to have any hope of survival. In addition to their willingness to fight, they also began creating Autobots specifically for the purpose of being soldiers, again, because they literally had no other choice, unless they wanted to be wiped out. They tried sending noncombatants to refugee colonies, tried protecting those who didn't want to, or couldn't, fight. But the Decepticons found and destroyed most of the colonies, despite Autobot efforts. Fighting back was the only thing that worked.

Once they made contact with humanity, and the All Spark was, ultimately, destroyed, there was formed an alliance of humans and Autobot soldiers, whose sole aim was to prevent Decepticons from gaining a foothold on the planet. This team, made up of soldiers from many countries on Earth, is known as NEST, and was primarily stationed on a small island in the Indian Ocean -- Diego Garcia. However, they also established various bases across the globe, and following in the wake of the Decepticon Shockwave's attack on the Diego Garcia base in recent years, the primary base of operations was moved to a Washington DC facility. Despite this alliance, humans -- especially the governments of the various countries -- regard the Autobots with a great deal of suspicion, going so far as to blame them for Decepticon attacks. During the events of Dark of The Moon, they even order the Autobots to leave their world during the Decepticon invasion, wrongfully believing this will somehow discourage the invaders.

Still, he Autobots take the alliance seriously, doing their best to protect the humans and their world as they couldn't theirs -- even if some of them look at the humans with the same disdain they're given by politicians. However, this faith was incredibly shaken when, during Dark of The Moon, it was revealed that not only were the human governments refusing to place much trust in the Autobots, and therefore NEST, but were actively keeping secrets from them. In particular the secret of where in the universe Sentinel and his technology had ended up -- as the US government, and apparently the Soviet Union, had been well aware of the existence of Cybertronian technology since the moment the first moon landing happened. In fact, some of it had been used to fuel the Chernobyl reactor... the same one responsible for the infamous meltdown. There was a good deal of trust and respect lost from the Autobot side, which possibly resulted in the reason the Autobots were absent so long from the pivotal battle in Chicago -- which ended the war, it seemed, for good with the death of Megatron and his strongest, most loyal followers. Of course, Sentinel and his betrayal also took out a few very important Autobots, such as their science expert, and Ironhide (in a cheap shot that really shouldn't have happened, thank you very much).

But, as Sideswipe here is coming from prior to Sentinel's betrayal, the finer details of the incident are unknown to him.

Personality:
Think of that guy you knew in high school. The one with the letterman's jacket, the perfect teeth, the fast car... who thought he was king of the world, and had the football record to prove it. The guy who pulled stupid stunts just because he could, and somehow came out of them relatively unscathed. The one who thought he could do anything, and often tried to. That's Sideswipe.

His mindset is still that of a young-adult -- which is, more or less, what he is by Cybertronian standards -- believing himself to be invincible, overly confident, and convinced he is the robotic God's gift to the battlefield. He's hotheaded, reckless, and occasionally driven to the point of near self-destruction. At one point, he sliced and diced his way through rush hour traffic, just to get to his goal. He didn't care what was in his way, or even who. His stubbornness likely came from his instructor, although, following the incident in Buenos Aires, he has mellowed somewhat, in most aspects. He's more likely to listen to individuals he respects, and has learned a little caution, despite the fact that it comes and goes half the time. Sideswipe is a child-soldier, when it all boils down, and he knows no other life.

However, nothing will keep him from retaining his arrogance. He was brought up in a culture of war, and he's made himself into what he feels is the perfect fighting machine. He finds a certain grace in war -- it's brutal, and messy, and he is the pinnacle of Autobot training and weaponry, the perfect tool to conquer that mess and brutality. He will use whatever tactics he has to in order to win the day, no matter how violent or "bloodthirsty" others may think him. The important thing is that the enemy falls, he feels, that the job, his job, is done. Even so, after the events in Buenos Aires, there is a part of him left severely uncertain about this mindset. He's started to wonder how much of a difference there is between himself and the enemy -- a thought which doesn't sit well at all with him, making him second-guess himself on occasion.

It's undeniable that Sideswipe has a vain streak a mile wide. Especially considering his choice of vehicle mode was one of the most “stylish” cars in existence. He passes it off as the Corvette being the pinnacle of speed and agility, therefore being the best suited to his fighting style, but, really, he picked it for its exterior. Much of his vanity, he makes plausible excuses for, but most people can tell. He's not that good at his excuses.

Under the arrogance, recklessness, vanity, and near-savagery, Sideswipe remains an Autobot to the core. He will do whatever he has to in order to defend others, to protect those weaker than himself, even if he has to die in the attempt. But that doesn't mean the “weaker” aren't above a little disdain on his part. He failed to accomplish his mission once, and it left him with an extreme case of survivor's guilt -- and drastically altered him, causing him to plunge headlong after an enemy in revenge. It's not unlikely it could happen again. Everything he feels, he feels strongly, and without restraint -- he simply hasn't learned any better just yet.

And, given that he was raised by one Auotbot Weapons Master Ironhide, it's unlikely he ever would have learned how to "properly" display his feelings. Despite his teacher's gruff nature, Ironhide remains a very important figure in Sideswipe's life. Not only did the old warrior train him, basically raising him from a new recruit to a full Autobot soldier, but he saved his life in Buenos Aires, as well. He feels he owes a lot to Ironhide, without really knowing how best to express that feeling. In essence, Ironhide is his "father" -- and one he cares for, despite teenage tendencies to downplay that fact.

Abilities, Weaknesses, and Power Limitation Suggestions:
Transformation:
Like any other Cybertronian, Sideswipe possesses the ability to change his shape, from his normal bipedal mode, into a vehicle form—doing so in only seconds, and frequently. His chosen vehicle is that of a Corvette Stingray concept car, silver, and definitely not the most subtle automobile on the roads. In vehicle form, Sideswipe is capable of reaching speeds up to 400MPH, going from 0-60 in less than half a second. The front bumper of the car is specially armored, rendering it capable of ramming an opponent—stunning them while Sideswipe moves in for the kill, and thus earning him his designation. The rest of the vehicle, however, is much more lightly armored, and vulnerable.

Blades:
Attached to each of Sideswipe's forearms is an eight-foot-long blade. Both retract up into his armor plating, and are comprised of cobalt and lithium. They are capable of shearing through Cybertronian armor, even slicing a Decepticon in half, bisecting it up the middle. Each can detach from his arm, and be “thrown”, or “fired”, for a short distance into the enemy (as observed in the film, thank you very much Michael Bay).

Weapon Systems:
Rarely used, but still attached to him, Sideswipe has a row of “bazooka tubes” lining his shoulders. What exactly that entails is unclear, but for all intents and purposes, they are elaborate mini-missile launchers. They work only at short-range, about a 1/5th of a mile, which is an incredibly small distance for his race, and can fire one round every three seconds. This is, though, provided he restocks them.

General:
– Sideswipe, by virtue of design, is incredibly fast, even in his robotic form. His whole body is streamlined, with disproportionately long limbs. He even has wheels for feet—which function very much like high-powered roller skates. All of this helps him to hit the enemy quick and hard, before ducking back out of range. This is his fighting style, more or less. Conversely, he is more lightly armored than some of his more powerful Autobot comrades—he stands at the same height as Ironhide (25'), but weighs only around half as much (2.9 metric tons).

– According to The Veiled Threat, in order to restock his ranged weapon supply, and help himself auto-repair minor injuries, he can ingest scrap metals. His body will then produce the ammunition, provided he has enough of the substance, and be able to heal itself in the same way a human body would. For major injuries, he still requires repairs from an outside source—such as a medic or mechanic.

– Like any other Cybertronian, he is capable of calling up a holographic driver, though the exact capabilities of said hologram are never quite explained. They can speak with the voice of the Cybertronian in question, but are not solid, as objects are able to pass through them. There is no other discernible difference, however, between the hologram and a real human.

Inventory:
Empty!

Appearance:
Sideswipe is 20' of shiny silver robot. He is, quite literally, all leg, barely weighing over two tons, despite his height. When he transforms, it's into a full-sized 2009 Corvette Stingray concept convertible. Seriously look at those legs. And that's his face because that's just a nice shot.

Age:
A hundred thousand years or so -- basically the robot equivalent of a 20-something human.

Samples
Log Sample:
What is this? Slow motion?

He'd asked the question once before, upon his first arrival on earth. Subsequent encounters with the small, fragile race had done little to change his mind. They remained slow, foolish, and hopelessly incapable of fully defending themselves against outside threats. No, they required heavier artillery to do that. Which, he supposed, was why they were here.

The Corvette tore down the freeway. It wove between lanes, swerving in amongst towering semi-trailers and minivans. It never once decelerated. If anything, its speed only increased.

Sensors screamed, joining a sudden radio broadcast from the rest of the team, left miles behind him. They were saying something about slowing down. About not hitting the target in such a populated area. It was good advice—sound, competent advice from those who were veterans of far many more battles than he was.

And he ignored it.

The guardrails lining this stretch of roadway were thinner, flimsier than elsewhere along the freeway. They were passing through a section of city riddled with empty lots and construction equipment. He could pull this off. There was no question about that. He knew he could.

The target came up alongside him—it had taken the form of a Mustang, red and gleaming in the twilight. It knew he was there almost instantly, and tried to speed up to outpace him. He almost laughed. Rear wheels spun faster, and he pulled a hard right turn, slamming his front bumper into the Mustang's side with as much force as he could muster. The impact sent shocks running all the way up his frame. He continued forward, following the spinning target until it smashed through the guardrail, plummeting down towards the construction site below.

Without hesitation, he dove after it.

His transformation was, as always, seamless, fluid. He spun in midair, angling his blades downward to take the brunt of the fall. If he'd aimed correctly, he'd land on top of the target, impaling it through. If not... he'd be knocked senseless, likely damaged, and easy prey for the target, once it recovered its processing wits.

Nevertheless, there was a mad grin on his face as he fell, and felt his blades slip smoothly into the Mustang's external plating.

Damn, I'm good.

Network Sample:
-- class dismissed? Is that seriously what you said, old--

[The pair of legs with a robot attached abruptly stops speaking, looking around at his new surroundings with an expression that suggests he's just been punched in the face. He turns in a slow circle, never really moving his legs, thanks to the wheels on his feet.]

-- timer? Ironhide?

[Another long look around -- except something as big and loud as his old teacher can't be hiding. Then he lifts a hand, intending to speak to an internal comm system, only to access something else entirely instead. Enjoy the transmission, everyone.]

Prime, it's Sideswipe. The Dreads are down, but damn if I know where I am right now. Can you read this? What's Sentinel's status?

[When there's no response, he shakes his hand again.]

Optimus? Prime? Mirage? 'Bee? Come on, this isn't funny -- I'm lost. If this is about what I said about Sentinel's face, this is way over the line. He didn't even hear me!

[Another pause.]

Is anyone reading this?
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QUICKSILVER:
Sideswipe FST || [livejournal.com profile] thewake_rp

1. Headstrong; Trapt
2. Night of the Hunter; 30 Seconds to Mars
3. You're So Damn Hot; OK Go
4. Quicksilver; Roper
5. Bring It; Cobra Starship
6. Easier to Run; Linkin Park
7. I Will Not Bow; Breaking Benjamin
8. All These Things That I've Done; The Killers
9. One Step Closer; Linkin Park
10. Guilty; The Rasmus
11. It's Been A While; Staind
12. Champagne; Sugarcult
13. It's My Turn To Fly; The Urge
14. Oblivion; 30 Seconds to Mars
15. Not Alone; Linkin Park
16. So Far Away; Staind
17. Sin With A Grin; Shinedown
18. So Damn Hot; OK Go
19. Break Me Shake Me; Savage Garden
20. Breaking Inside; Shinedown
21. Still Here; Vertical Horizon
22. I'm Still Here; Johnny Rzeznik.
stabbywheelfeet: (What have I become?)
For the purposes of the event, the rough outline of the BadEnd AU, dreamed up by [livejournal.com profile] forgo and [livejournal.com profile] mystified.

BAD END INFO )
stabbywheelfeet: (What have I become?)
Who: Sideswipe and Optimus Prime
What: Sideswipe and Optimus have a run in with their respective shadows in the "dungeon" the creatures have constructed. Not as planned.
Where: A different kind of labyrinth
When: Right now! ... Ongoing.
Warnings:
Notes: Musical Number is go!

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