maverickofmayhem inquired: ::Hey, Screamy! 'Sup?::

«Very little of interest on my end.»

«But what in the universe have you been up to? I’ll have you know I nearly gave the order to track you down.» You think your bondmate isn’t gonna feel that utter dread and terror that’s been hanging all over your ember?

((all riiiiight let’s attempt to be over here again))

((hey what’s up))

fierceawakening:

thatscienceguy:

Fire. Dancing. To. Music. On. A. Table… SOMEONE MADE A 2 DIMENSIONAL RUBENS TUBE!

Why do I have the feeling a lot of Decepticons have these as furniture/interior decorations?

I totally want Megatron and Starscream to ballroom dance in a room with one of these.

«Ah, yes, before the war I went to some clubs with displays like these.»

«Spray on some flame-retardant gloss before you go, and you can be the most jaw-dropping table dancer anyone at the club has ever seen.»

Until the flames heated his legs so much that, “flame retardant” be damned, the innards of one of his thrusters caught fire.

… But until then he was the sexiest person in the room.

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a-muted-scream:

monumentalmistakes:

He turned off the space bridge, and hurried over to his alternate’s side to start fussing with what medical equipment he did know how to use. “I’m still trying to get in contact with a medic,” he lamented. “My apologies. We have quite a few who are willing to treat us—but none of them live here.” He held out a data cable connected to one of the larger monitoring machines. “Put this into a dataport, we can at least get the general diagnostics equipment up and running.”

Starscream hummed while he sat there and moved to recline back some for his alternate to have better visual points to see what exactly was wrong with him. The seeker knew how it was, few trusting mechs worked well with others in the cons and living in a conveniently close location was few and far in between. He reached out for the object his alternate spoke of and held and found it was a cable then moved it to a dataport in his neck up against his jaw. 

Eugh. Did his alternate have to plug it in right next to the infected area? He was going to have to sterilize that later.

He looked over at the computer to make sure that it was reading info from the dataport correctly. It seemed to be starting up properly. “All right. Now we just need to wait for this thing to run diagnostics. This should take just a few minutes.”

maverickofmayhem inquired: ::Hey, mech. Just wanted t' check in. We're doin' fine. Stopped for th' night at this burned out shell of a buildin', an' we're continuin' on to our destination tomorrow. Apparently we're transporting somethin' in a trailer, an' Blurr is a terrible driver. Gonna need help poppin' some dents. I love you.::
monumentalmistakes:

«”Blurr”? What are you doing hanging out with an Autobot? Much less letting him drive?» Although really, should Starscream be surprised at this point? «Hmph. Keep me updated. And let me know if you need anything.» A pulse of affection.

maverickofmayhem:

::We drew straws an’ he won. He might have cheated.:: A chuckle. ::Though at least it’s better than if I tried t’ drive.::

Yaay affection. Something he’ll happily return.

::Rodger that! Ya’ll are doin’ okay, right?::

«At least you don’t think that the gas pedal is supposed to be pressed flat to the floor at all times.» Starscream doesn’t actually know if Blurr drives like that. He just kind of assumes. Because it’s Blurr.

«By some miracle, we’re managing just fine without you—although the Nemesis does seem noticeably duller.» He chuckled. «We might be getting a couple of new recruits. Always a plus.»

maverickofmayhem inquired: ::Hey, mech. Just wanted t' check in. We're doin' fine. Stopped for th' night at this burned out shell of a buildin', an' we're continuin' on to our destination tomorrow. Apparently we're transporting somethin' in a trailer, an' Blurr is a terrible driver. Gonna need help poppin' some dents. I love you.::

«”Blurr”? What are you doing hanging out with an Autobot? Much less letting him drive?» Although really, should Starscream be surprised at this point? «Hmph. Keep me updated. And let me know if you need anything.» A pulse of affection.

«In other news, those thirty-six are going to be joined by a few more if they DON’T GET PROPER MEDICAL CARE.»

mercenarymedic:

monumentalmistakes:

«Refined, perfected, complete. The Decepticon army almost exclusively runs on synth en now.»

«Most of the formula was discovered in a data cylinder that the Autobots launched into space, to their own detriment, merely to keep it from the Decepticons. Although the Autobots caused the full formula from the cylinder to be lost—again, solely to keep it from us. Reconstructing the rest of the formula was a joint Autobot-Decepticon venture, although honestly the only reason it took so long was because initially the Autobots attempted to hoard their research to themselves.»

«Really, it’s a miracle we have the formula at all, considering that the Autobots thrice over sabotaged even their own efforts to obtain it simply to spite the Decepticons.»

«A venture, huh. It would have sounded implausible in my world where both factions were on the verge of reaching deadlock. My last meeting with the Autobot’s doctor wasn’t a pleasant one. The foolish piece of scrap almost had me killed by destroying the formula! The nerve…»

«Now I know how much you hate wasting time so send me the coordinates, please. I’d very much like having myself back on the winning team. I’ve been waiting for an excuse to get my servos dirty again.»  

«… Er. Sorry for the… delay. Things have been hectic around here.» Good job Starscream you left him hanging for over a week. «Here.» He sends the coordinates to the Nemesis’s flight deck.

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andmy-axe:

monumentalmistakes:

«Your—your creator?» Well that was a new one. He wondered whether that was true—whether this Soundwave really had been created on Earth—or if perhaps something had happened to wipe his processors and he had to start over on Earth as though he were newly forged.

Inviting a Soundwave home was always full of risks—and if this one considered Megatron his creator, the odds were high that he would be particularly loyal to him. This could be a trap of some sort; the story about the captured Decepticon officers, a ruse…

… but Starscream had seen enough timelines to know that the odds were better than not that Soundwave was probably telling the truth. And even if he wasn’t, there was no need for him to throw in a bogus “created on Earth” detail to the story. It was an unnecessary complication. Too random to be a lie.

«Assistance you shall receive. No Decepticons should have to be trapped on that putrid dust ball. Give me your coordinates, and I will supply you a space bridge.»

Technically, it was Sumdac who built him, however Soundwave chose to ignore that in favour of what Megatron had told him. It was true enough, albeit something that his creator hadn’t told him was his original purpose.. granted such a purpose was rendered moot when Megatron regained his own body. Regardless, the music mech would be far more wary of his leader had he ever been told that little, niggling detail.

::Correct. However Soundwave’s primary function is.. questionable. No further demands were given upon creation.:: None other than the suggestion that the Autobots were the bad guys. Soundwave held no rank—no real purpose other than the one he had given himself. And even now—while he despised humanity—Soundwave found that he questioned those self-given goals. He had begun to wonder why and whatfor.

::Acknowledged.:: He responded, pinging his location: Detroit, an abandoned subway system. Recalling Laserbeak to his position, he waited.

«We can worry about your function later.» Primus, such a disgusting concept. «For now, let’s worry about getting you home. Stand by for a space bridge.»

And a couple moments later, one opened near Soundwave’s coordinates. Starscream waited at the other end, but if Soundwave didn’t come through soon he’d go through himself to see what the problem was.

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

Starscream put the last of the tape on, then tried to figure out how to detach the green paint can and put on the grey one.

"Rebuilding, hopefully," he said. "We have the Omega Lock—we can start by using it. So long as the Autobots don’t intend to use it only on Iacon and Praxus."

"Flip it upside down an’ press in t’ disengage it." Well, upside down as in ‘make sure the paint isn’t going to end up spilling everywhere’. Clearly he needed to give his boyfriend a lesson in touchups.

"We’re not gonna let ‘em do that, right? We need more than Iacon an’ Praxus on Cybertron." A little pout. Prowl had said they weren’t going to do that, but he wasn’t sure how much he could trust her word yet.

He flips it upside down and presses it to disengage it. It ends up spilling everywhere. He jumps up with a yelp, activates his thrusters, and shoots at the paint.

… Yeah, it doesn’t really do much.

Nervous laugh. “Ahhh, who uses that color anyway.” He lands sheepishly and attaches the can of grey paint. It goes on more easily than the last can came off.

Starscream is super graceful today.

"Of course we’re not going to let them do that. We do control two of the keys. If the Autobots refuse to let us have our turn, we simply take back the keys.”

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

"Pff. You’re ridiculous." He returned the boop with a kiss, then set to work wrapping up TC’s servos. "Which sides of your arms do you want the strips on?"

"Along th’ outside, please." It’d give him weird stick arms from his perspective, but nothing he couldn’t deal with. He’s tempted for a minute to wiggle his fingers and throw Starscream off, but there’s really not any time for fooling around.

"So what’re we gonna focus on now that we’re done with th’ sparkeaters?"

Starscream put the last of the tape on, then tried to figure out how to detach the green paint can and put on the grey one.

"Rebuilding, hopefully," he said. "We have the Omega Lock—we can start by using it. So long as the Autobots don’t intend to use it only on Iacon and Praxus."