ROCK'EM SOCK'EM ROBOTS [BIG OPEN FIGHT LOG]

[sufferist]

Who: Signless, Robots, and YOU
Where: City Hall, and all over downtown LA.
When: April 14th
What: Signless bates the Cybetronians into having a big fight in downtown LA while attempting to get a valuable artifact. Earth civilians and superheroes are SUPER WELCOME to notice the fuss and try to stop the fighting/safe people from collateral damage.
Warnings: SUDDENLY ROBOT ULTRAVIOLENCE

Signless leaves himself, and the hammer, visible at first. He wants them to see him, to know that the battle is imminent - and with any luck, a conflict will start. He'll do his best to disappear and keep them hunting for him as as long as possible after he's initially been spotted. Maximum collateral damage is his goal.

It also helps that he's an empath. He'll be taking whatever opportunities he can to agitate people's emotions, whether it be anger, panic, or fear, in the attempt to make ever more chaos.

This is a party style log, meaning you can make you own threads and scenarios. Signless will be around with the hammer. LET'S MAKE THIS AS BIG OF A CLUSTERFUCK AS POSSIBLE, GUYS.

Comments

[starscheme]

"Oh? And I suppose you're both going to speak on my behalf when I have to explain to Megatron how I deliberately let a known enemy of the Decepticons abscond with one of the powerful artifacts in Cybertronian history, in direct defiance of his orders?" He pauses to stare Orion down meaningfully, though he's not really waiting for an answer. "Besides which, I'm not doing this out of benevolence either. I've dealt with this one before, and this makes one time too many. He's slag as soon as I get ahold of him." An angry, cruel smirk quirks the corner of his mouth at the idea.

[starscheme]

Starscream doesn't look particularly phased by the name calling; petty insults didn't mean much without the weight of the right person and the right sentiment behind them, as far as he was concerned. What he doesn't appreciate is the blaster in his face. He narrows his eyes, considering the Autobot before him. "Do you really want to start an actual fight over this? Because I think we both have better things to be doing." It's half a challenge and half a diversion; scared as he is, he has no problem diverting some energy into thrashing this punk if necessary, but he'd really rather get back to his troll hunt.

[thanksoptimus]

Oh no. That troll is Magdal's friend...The one she is trying to help. I'd Starscream kills him...

"Wait - Commander starscream, please don't kill the troll, there are complicating factors-"

[starscheme]

Starscream's expression grows indignant, and he cuts Orion off. "Pass. Any time spent listening explanations on why I should spare his miserable life is time I'm losing on tracking him down, so if you'll both excuse me-" He keeps looking at Orion but shoves past Arcee, determined to get clear enough for a take off.

[deadpartners]

"Not so fast, Starscream!"

She'll apologize to Orion later if she has to, but for now, Arcee can't let him get away, not now. Optics flashing with determination, she checks Starscream with her shoulder as he shoves past, hitting him at the waist with the full weight of her considerably smaller body.

[chapterfiveversenine]

"Orion Pax."

As Legion descends from the sky, they are already mapping out the battlefield, tracking each and every Cybertronian within range.

"You are the most neutral party in Cybertronian civil war," they say. "What do you know about the purpose of this operation?"

ROBOT PUNCHING

[chapterfiveversenine]

Starscream will shortly be on the receiving end of a jet-assisted, six-ton punch to the face, courtesy of Legion. Calibrating their own mass effect fields allows them to increase their weight by multiple standard deviations an instant before they make contact, increasing momentum while keeping speed high.

"We advised Megatron to restrain you," the platform intones flatly. "It is clear he failed."

[worstprime]

Scrap.

Rodimus lowers his blaster, and it causes him no end of hurt pride to do so. But there's too much at stake to warrant starting a fight he can't win right now. And now he's lost time and his target. Great. Just, great.

"Don't think this is over, 'con," he snaps before swiftly Transforming, engine roaring as he heads back towards the epicenter of the fight.

[starscheme]

Legion catches Starscream completely off guard, and the punch sends him reeling off balance into the side of a nearby building with a squawk. He recovers quickly enough though, staggering back to his feet and rubbing at his jaw while looking positively livid trying to figure out who the culprit is.

Starscream doesn't recognize the geth platform by sight, but the voice is familiar enough. The quip, unsurprisingly, is not well received. He might have stayed his hand were it not for that, but Legion has landed on a particularly sore spot which leads Starscream to fire a couple of warning blasts right past him; even then he's only restraining himself that much so that he can argue right back: "Megatron couldn't 'restrain me' if he tried," the jet spits. "What in the hell do you want? Aside from making un-funny jabs at my self-agency."

[starscheme]

Starscream only staggers off balance for a moment, but once he rights himself his eyes flash dangerously. "Let the records show that I tried to be reasonable about this," he growls in a way that's utterly devoid of remorse before sending another missile in her direction.

[bigfuckinggun]

Nobody has spoken to Megatron like this for centuries. Oh, of course Optimus Prime would try to talk him down every now and then, but thousands of years of war has a way of taking the edge of that kind of thing – Optimus, by now, had – rightly - run out of real hope that he might change Megatron's mind. And none of the indignant Autobots who from time to time confront him expect him to be anything more than a monster. But Orion still burns with disbelief and betrayal, far beyond what Megatron remembers of his reaction the first time their paths had split. After all, their opinions were not really so different then. Both of them have changed.

For a moment Megatron wonders, if he were shorn of his memories as his old enemy has been, what would his own past self think of the choices he has made? But he cuts that thought short: it does not matter, he tells himself, what he would have thought of this when he was younger; he was a fool, then, as Orion is – he would not have understood.

The hesitation only shows on his face for a moment, but he knows it has shown. He lets go of Orion, almost throwing the other bot away from him in rage and disgust, snarling, "Do not lecture me on the morality of war, Orion Pax! You know nothing of conflict! You know nothing of this war!" His optics narrow, and he pulls himself, a little, back together. "I did not come here to argue with you, Orion," he says; he still seems somehow unsteady, and there's a harsh bite to his words. He is no less angry. "I will not allow your chosen comrades to take what is rightfully mine."

With that he begins to back away, his eyes on fire with anger and hate. Then he transforms, launching himself into the air with a roar of engines, leaving behind only warm air and a slightly cracked road.

OPEN

[bigfuckinggun]

To say that his encounter with Orion Pax has thrown Megatron off somewhat is sort of an understatement. The Decepticon leader is furious enough that it's throwing him off in his attempts to scan for the Alternian – or the Forge; whichever he finds first. Eventually his frustration is such that he lands and transforms – at a relatively quiet intersection, at least, but with his optics flashing a ferocious red and his claws clenched into fists, he doesn't look like someone who isn't about to cause some trouble...

[chapterfiveversenine]

There is a significant advantage to fighting Cybertronians, and it is that larger targets generally have larger eyes. Legion's punch weighs nearly six tons and is delivered at sixty miles per hour directly into Megatron's right optic. The consensus is every bit as fed up with Cybertronians as Megatron is gay for Orion Pax, and the leader of one major faction is right there.

"You informed us you would remain out of civilian population centers," Legion states. "You have violated this promise; you will now be considered a criminal until you have stood trial and accounted for your crimes."

[chapterfiveversenine]

"Evacuate this area of all Decepticon forces immediately," Legion commands. "If you do, we will not attempt to arrest you or any subordinates."

[thanksoptimus]

Oh Primus, now everyone is in trouble. Orion is quick to cooperate, and honestly feels kind of embarassed of the mess everyone is making now that Legion is here.

"An artifact of potentially devestating destructive power has been brought here by a member of the Alternian Empire, with the intent of allowing the Autobots and Decepticons to...fight over it. Neither side was willing to leave the item in the other's hands."

[deadpartners]

Reasonable -- right. But Arcee doesn't have the time or inclination to quip back, not when she has to practically cartwheel out of the way to avoid the missile. It connects with a few potted plants near city hall and sends them exploding in a burst of shattered pottery and scorched foliage, but Arcee's not watching the shrubbery -- just as soon as she's out of the way she's running for Starscream again, optics hard with fresh resolve, and she lifts her arm and fires off a few blaster rounds at his chest -- as easy of a target as Starscream ever makes.

[starscheme]

Starscream yelps and scrambles to dodge to the side, returning with his own blaster fire as he does, but the evasion is not very well executed. He stumbles a bit off balance and struggles for a moment, trying to regain proper footing, glowering at Arcee with murderous intent.

[buffedthat]

He's not sure who he's looking at, but he knows it's an Autobot. So, really, does it matter? Breakdown is here for a fight, he doesn't care who it's with. There's a smirk in place as he transforms his right hand into a hammer preemptively, folds out the shoulder-mounted blaster, and fires off a shot at Rodimus.

"Came to the wrong neighborhood, 'Bot!" he calls, because the battle taunts are just obligatory.

[buffedthat]

Really, Breakdown had been hoping to see Orion show up around here. He couldn't lay a finger on the guy while he was on their ship, but out here? He's definitely fair game.

Breakdown is still a ways away when he spots him, so he has enough time and room to cast a hasty glance around for Megatron. Megatron who might, for some reason, try to stop a fight — maybe. He's hard to predict. Either way, Breakdown doesn't want to take any chances, so he's happy to see the area is clear. Happy enough to go barreling straight toward Optimus in alt mode, blaster cannon out and already taking pot shots at him — which is sort of like ringing the doorbell before you get down to business, he figures. Polite.

[buffedthat]

Breakdown doesn't see Di — he doesn't really see much that isn't a giant robot or a car that looks like it might fold out into one, actually. He's hunkered down in his root mode, one fist clenched and the other cycled into a large hammer. This feels like just what he's been waiting for, a way to burn off some of this helpless, frustrated energy in a good old brawl. He doesn't even care what they're here for, honestly. All he needs is five minutes and an Autobot. He passes directly below Di's building, a grim smirk in place as he scans the area.

[starscheme]

Starscream lets out a bark of incredulous laughter. "Arrest us?" Primus did this guy have some nerve.

"We will depart when we are damn well and ready to so and not a moment sooner; and for that to happen, we must locate the object that drew us all here in the first place. I would advise you to focus on getting your people out of our way until that time arrives and we have what we came for." There's the eerie whine of charging blasters. "Or, you could fight me and possibly put human lives at risk with the fall out. Your choice, really."

[starscheme]

Starscream's a good shot, but her speed is unexpected; there's a trial of blaster fire hot on her trail, but he can't seem to hit her. He twists, trying to follow her progress, and winds up getting so caught up in trying to shoot her down that he twists on himself as she shoots through his legs, growling and struggling to regain balance.

[thanksoptimus]

Um, excuse me??

Suddenly being shot at catches Orion completely off guard - he came here as a non combatant, and despite it all if even Megatron wouldn't take a shot, he wasn't expecting any of her followers would either. Especially this jerk, who Orion doesn't remember ever having done anything to. Breakdown and him had barely seen each other, even when he was on the ship.

He's super not ready for a combat, physically or mentally. Thankfully the first few shots miss, but the next couple graze Orion's armour, which startles him enough that he reverts back into truck mode and starts trying to drive away.

"I am not here to fight!" he shouts back, just in case there was any confusion about him being a warrior for the other side. Then again, he's not entirely sure it will matter.

[buffedthat]

Dammit, are they really going to make this a chase? That's Knock Out's thing, not his. Breakdown knows this guy isn't Optimus Prime right now, but he still hadn't expected him to run. He guns it, engine roaring as he tears after Orion.

"If you're here for the hammer, you're here for a fight!" Breakdown calls after him, firing off a few more shots. Maybe if he can hit out a few of his tires...

[thanksoptimus]

Two of the shots scrape across the side of his vehicle form, and Orion can already tell what's being gone for. He really doesn't want to have his tires messed up again, not with how his leg is still malfunctioning. Unfortunately, and ATV is generally a bit better equiped for this than his semi truck form is.

He pulls a tight turn and then skids, which leaves him with a row of cars at his back and Breakdown in the front. Reluctantly, he takes his bot form again, holding up his hands placatingly.

"I have been trying to get them to stop," he says, eyeing the approaching gun uncomfortably.