*Sigh* ... *Drops Off Basket*
Feb. 17th, 2010 09:25 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
3, 4 &, 5 kind of go together, in mind at least, but can be done separatley.
1. ‘So… you guys do this to each other often?’ Lennox asked wryly, breaking the stunned silence which had filled the room shortly after their entrance. Optimus only produced a staticy burst in response, blue optics glued to the battered figure chained and riveted to the far wall before them. The Seeker’s once beautiful wings were torn and scratched where heavy bolts passed through them, holding him in place like an organic insect. Fluids of various colors flowed down to form a puddle at the wall’s base, the numerous wounds along Starscream’s body continuing to ooze slowly, sparks hissing softly as they fell from damaged circuits to drown in the discolored liquid.
2. Alone they were no match for the pretty Seeker’s speed. Together there was no way they could fail.
3. The Seeker youngling shied away from the reaching hands of his adoptive ‘creator’, small red optics, bright with fear, looking frantically for an escape route. A dark, velvety chuckle following his retreat, a large silver hand managing to catch hold of his forearm, delicate, underdeveloped plating collapsing slightly under the applied pressure.
4. The exhausted youngling struggled to rise, limbs slipping through the pool of purged energon and bled-out fluids beneath him, as one of his ‘creators’ meticulously scribbled down notes on the data-pad he held.
5. He curled tightly into his ‘creator’s’ lap, clicking quietly as large claws smoothed over his quivering wings, Soundwave’s cassettes crowding around them to coo gently at their frightened ‘sibling’.
6. Perhaps it was divine, more likely infernal, intervention which kept Megatron from striking Starscream while Devastator had reign, perhaps it was some ingrained, unacknowledged sense of self-preservation on the volatile mech’s part. More than likely it was just luck. But on whose side it lay was debatable.
1. ‘So… you guys do this to each other often?’ Lennox asked wryly, breaking the stunned silence which had filled the room shortly after their entrance. Optimus only produced a staticy burst in response, blue optics glued to the battered figure chained and riveted to the far wall before them. The Seeker’s once beautiful wings were torn and scratched where heavy bolts passed through them, holding him in place like an organic insect. Fluids of various colors flowed down to form a puddle at the wall’s base, the numerous wounds along Starscream’s body continuing to ooze slowly, sparks hissing softly as they fell from damaged circuits to drown in the discolored liquid.
2. Alone they were no match for the pretty Seeker’s speed. Together there was no way they could fail.
3. The Seeker youngling shied away from the reaching hands of his adoptive ‘creator’, small red optics, bright with fear, looking frantically for an escape route. A dark, velvety chuckle following his retreat, a large silver hand managing to catch hold of his forearm, delicate, underdeveloped plating collapsing slightly under the applied pressure.
4. The exhausted youngling struggled to rise, limbs slipping through the pool of purged energon and bled-out fluids beneath him, as one of his ‘creators’ meticulously scribbled down notes on the data-pad he held.
5. He curled tightly into his ‘creator’s’ lap, clicking quietly as large claws smoothed over his quivering wings, Soundwave’s cassettes crowding around them to coo gently at their frightened ‘sibling’.
6. Perhaps it was divine, more likely infernal, intervention which kept Megatron from striking Starscream while Devastator had reign, perhaps it was some ingrained, unacknowledged sense of self-preservation on the volatile mech’s part. More than likely it was just luck. But on whose side it lay was debatable.
I Shouldn't Listen To Music So Often...
Feb. 9th, 2010 08:47 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
...it does strange things to my bunnies... And, yes, I know some of them are long *cough*5*cough*; I just couldn't figure out how to shorten them without leaving something out.
1. Devastator snarled, massive mismatched claws curling around the battered form of the Seeker, acid green optics flaring in a toxic combination of rage and hate, as he searched for the foolish being who had dared to damage what was his. The broken flyer, one proud wings now tattered and dirty, was clutched protectively against a massive yellow chest as the gestalt waged war upon Autobots and humans alike, Decepticon forces wisely parting before him.
2. Sam liked this song, he wasn’t sure why, but it reminded him of that feeling he got when Starscream was feeling playfully rebellious against something…
3. They barged back into the room, movements frantic, to find Shockwave, hands still bound, standing of the writhing form of the Seeker as Starscream tried to dislodge himself from the medical berth he was bound to. Energon and fluids stained the berth and floor below as the struggling mech practically jerked his right shoulder and hip joints out in a frenzied attempt to roll away from the silent, unmoving mech standing over him, screaming at audio-splitting volumes all the while.
4. He watched his leader fall with apathetic optics; the Cube was gone, Cybertron was dead, as were his wing-mates, and the Autobots had a new little home to call their own. What was there left to fight for?
5. The insect-like symbiote scurried along the sand dunes, dodging another blast from Ironhide’s cannons, until it disappeared over a dune with a series of frantic sounding chirps. Cursing enough to make even a resident of Kaon blush Ironhide followed, reaching the shifting hills crest, and almost sliding down the mound of sand’s other side in his shock. There lay Starscream, silver plated body partially covered in crystalline sand grains and showing no signs of life despite Scorponok’s incessant nudging of his exposed wing and arm. A particularly hard prod finally earned a flicker of light within the jet’s dark optics, causing the smaller ‘Con to churr impatiently and wave its claws about before the other’s face plates. ‘I know little one; I need to get you out of here, get you food, shh,’ Starscream’s mumbled reassurance was followed by an attempt to rise which left Ironhide gritting his dentals at the sounds of grinding gears and locked hydraulics it produced, ‘I’m trying.’
6. 'Jambi' (Tool) + Megatron x Starscream or Megatron x Optimus
1. Devastator snarled, massive mismatched claws curling around the battered form of the Seeker, acid green optics flaring in a toxic combination of rage and hate, as he searched for the foolish being who had dared to damage what was his. The broken flyer, one proud wings now tattered and dirty, was clutched protectively against a massive yellow chest as the gestalt waged war upon Autobots and humans alike, Decepticon forces wisely parting before him.
2. Sam liked this song, he wasn’t sure why, but it reminded him of that feeling he got when Starscream was feeling playfully rebellious against something…
3. They barged back into the room, movements frantic, to find Shockwave, hands still bound, standing of the writhing form of the Seeker as Starscream tried to dislodge himself from the medical berth he was bound to. Energon and fluids stained the berth and floor below as the struggling mech practically jerked his right shoulder and hip joints out in a frenzied attempt to roll away from the silent, unmoving mech standing over him, screaming at audio-splitting volumes all the while.
4. He watched his leader fall with apathetic optics; the Cube was gone, Cybertron was dead, as were his wing-mates, and the Autobots had a new little home to call their own. What was there left to fight for?
5. The insect-like symbiote scurried along the sand dunes, dodging another blast from Ironhide’s cannons, until it disappeared over a dune with a series of frantic sounding chirps. Cursing enough to make even a resident of Kaon blush Ironhide followed, reaching the shifting hills crest, and almost sliding down the mound of sand’s other side in his shock. There lay Starscream, silver plated body partially covered in crystalline sand grains and showing no signs of life despite Scorponok’s incessant nudging of his exposed wing and arm. A particularly hard prod finally earned a flicker of light within the jet’s dark optics, causing the smaller ‘Con to churr impatiently and wave its claws about before the other’s face plates. ‘I know little one; I need to get you out of here, get you food, shh,’ Starscream’s mumbled reassurance was followed by an attempt to rise which left Ironhide gritting his dentals at the sounds of grinding gears and locked hydraulics it produced, ‘I’m trying.’
6. 'Jambi' (Tool) + Megatron x Starscream or Megatron x Optimus
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Jun. 20th, 2009 02:03 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
So, here in the UK we've been lucky enough to have Revenge of the Fallen released on the 19th, and I managed to get a showing in today which in turn has spewed a whole bunch of bunnies in my brain.
Bunnies contain spoilers,, click at your own risk.
( A few generic bunnies as well )
Bunnies contain spoilers,, click at your own risk.
( A few generic bunnies as well )
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After a long time with computer problems and lack of motivation, I have some new bunnies. Not many, surprisingly, but I can't remember where I put the notebook I was writing in when I had no computer.
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Bunnyific progress goes 'Boink'
Oct. 20th, 2008 10:11 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
66 bunnies. 7 pages in MS Word. Have fun!
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Oct. 17th, 2008 09:01 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Well they aere trying to kill me. Here's 80 more bunnies. Should be obvious that it's me posting just by looking at yet ANOTHER massive tags lust.
( The Bunnies are Hungry... HUNGRY! They'll eat you. They'll eat us ALL!!!!!!! )
( The Bunnies are Hungry... HUNGRY! They'll eat you. They'll eat us ALL!!!!!!! )
37 bunnies
Aug. 19th, 2008 10:49 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
School's starting next week... so I may not be posting/commenting as often.
Sixty-three this time.
Aug. 4th, 2008 03:39 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
There's a pretty fat chunk of quotage in the middle.
Lot's of wittiness here
Jul. 22nd, 2008 10:11 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Some more bunnies from me (12 to be exact). I don't know whether they're any good, since most of them are either completely random or total crack.
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Jul. 19th, 2008 04:53 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Contest entries are due today! Let me know if you need an extension!
And now, on to new bunnies!
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Jul. 8th, 2008 08:11 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Is anyone else having trouble with Rich Text's link option? When I checked my link, it said javascript and didn't actually link to anything. I had to switch over to HTML to fix it.
( IT'S THE BUNNIES! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! )
( IT'S THE BUNNIES! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! )
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*Waves hand beneath a pile of Bunnies*
Someone get the Bunny exterminator!
( Twenty One. )