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Torika_Blayde: Hey, hey! Mesa back in the game ^_^
Hot Shot: I don't think so Torr
T_B: _ยค Don't.call.me.that!!! *Right eye twitching insanely*
Hot Shot: Awe, what u gonna do t' me if I do?
T_B: This. *Grabs her TBD (Titanium Bat of Doom) from her back pocket, and wacks Hot Shot on the foot* I am all powerful, bwhahahaha!!!!
Hot Shot: Owie!! That hurt!! *Hopping up and down on one foot, while holding onto his injured foot*
Jetfire: *Walks in and sees the commotion* What happened?
Hot Shot: T_B on a sugar/coke/milo high, was hallucinating, hit me with TBD, and has now gone mad!! *Still hopping around*
T_B: Mwahahahahahahaa!!!!!!
Jetfire: Oh god, help us all. *Starts to pray, he then turns to the audience smiles and waves* I guess, since Torr is out of it for a while, I guess I get to say the disclaimer. *Scratches head nervously* Hehe, T_B doesn't own anything in this fic except for the plot, and her characters Tori, Zack and our preschool teacher Miss Azalea. *Bows, the audience starts to cheer, and he walks off, dragging Hot Shot out with him*
T_B: Mwahahahahahahahaaa!!!!!!
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~*~Chapter 3: The Boogie Bot~*~
Starscream, the screamer, walked down the dusty hallway of the Decepticon base. He was thinking hard for once, his face scrunched up in a scowl as he thought of how to get rid of his boredom.
Walking past the control room, the sudden sound of singing reached his audio receivers. "You've got mail, you've got mail. (and so on and so forth)." Smiling happily to himself, the bored bot waltzed right in, his orange optics widened gleefully as they saw the large letter on the computer screen addressed to him.
Sitting down on the large swivel chair, the one that Thrust normally sat in and commanded everyone else not to. Starscream double clicked on the large letter to open it.
Reading it slowly (has trouble), a circuit where his temple would be, started to pulse in anger, as he read through the so called "memorable moment." He soon jumped up and started to chuck a hissyfit around the room.
Finally settling down after a few minutes of his tantrum; chucking several of Thrust's precious looking things around; he then sat himself back down into the swivel chair and re-read the e-mail. He smiled happily to himself as he remembered the humiliation that he had given to Megatron back then. Sniggering a few times, he then clicked on the reply button and began to type.
Hehehe, I remember that day, but I also remember the time it was yet again a dark and stormy day.
It was a few days after the incident with the pencils up my nose. Miss Azalea had given up on the pencils, paints and paper; and had settled down with the idea of us sitting down in a circle to tell stories.
The stories had started off pleasantly; some of them about 'My Little Minicons' (closely related to the My Little Ponies on earth, Zack the human Decepticon told me this), and others about Cybertron Street (Sesame Street, Zack also told me it was related to this show). There were also some stories about Play School (closely related to the human program).
The stories were going fine, all funny and happy; but that all turned when Jetfire (with help from Hot Shot) started the story about the dreaded Boogie Bot. It was an excellent story mind you, the thunder and lightning form the storm outside helped the two Autobot dramatically with their telling of the story. The lightning flashed right on cue, and the thunder grumble for the sound effects. They only thing that put the two off their story telling, was the fact that Thrust kept on interrupting. His yelps of sudden fright and continuous whines continued right to the end. Remember how annoying that was, jeez, he didn't even shut up for one second!
Even after the two Autobots had finished and we all clapped at their performance; Thrust was still too preoccupied trying to hide himself to have had noticed.
It was so funny to watch though, think mini-Thrust (aka- Squidhead) searching every corner of the room, and then curling up in a fatal position on the ground when he couldn't find anything. Hehe, funny.
Even then he was whimpering and talking quietly to himself; what was he saying again. Ah yes. He was mumbling stuff like, go away, his after me, and someone help me. Ah man, you gotta laugh at that.
It wasn't until it was time to leave that he finally realised that the story was over, sitting up and pretending like nothing had happened, he was most likely hoping that we didn't see anything. But of course, knowing us, we had seen everything and started up into a fit of laugher. Remember he gave us one of his little pouts before he ran off to find Miss Azalea to "dob" on us.
Hehehehee, that had to be the most pathetic/lamest decision, our so-called tactician had ever made in all his life. Hehehehee!
Well, I have to go now, hope to battle you soon.
Starscream
*~*~*
Not caring about his spelling, but secretly hoping it was okay; Starscream typed in the e-mail address to who he wanted to sent it to, and then clicked on the sent button.
Watching it send slowly (the D-con's computers are absolutely pathetic), he then signed off the Internet and skipped happily out of the room; not noticing that Zack had been watching for the entire time he was in there, a camera recording everything in his hands.
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Red Alert: *Walks into the room and sees T_B on her sugar/coke/milo high and sighs dramatically* She did it again
Jetfire: *Follows Red into the room* Yep, but it's worse than it was last time
Red Alert: Oh no
Hot Shot: *Hops in, his foot in bandages* Oh yes
Red Alert: Maybe it'll be good to not interfere with her high. *Looks over to see T_B plotting world domination with an imaginary friend of hers*
Hot Shot & Jetfire: I think you're right. *They both start to creep out of the room, leaving Red there by himself. They manage to get out, and lock the door*
Red Alert: *Hears the door locking and runs up to the little window in the middle of it. He sees Hot Shot and Jetfire smiling and waving at him, and starts to bash the door, not before giving them the finger* Get me outta here!!!
Torika_Blayde: *Heres the commotion and sees Red Alert; think he was trying to mess everything up, she walks over to him, TBD out of her back pocket and an evil grin on her face. She then smashes it over his head and proceeds with the bashing* You. Evil. Robot. Stop. Trying. To. Mess. Everything. Up.
Red Alert: *Is screaming from his attacks*
Hot Shot & Jetfire: *Are laughing at Red*
T_B: Mwahahahahahaa!!!!!
*~*REVIEW*~*
Torika_Blayde: Hey, hey! Mesa back in the game ^_^
Hot Shot: I don't think so Torr
T_B: _ยค Don't.call.me.that!!! *Right eye twitching insanely*
Hot Shot: Awe, what u gonna do t' me if I do?
T_B: This. *Grabs her TBD (Titanium Bat of Doom) from her back pocket, and wacks Hot Shot on the foot* I am all powerful, bwhahahaha!!!!
Hot Shot: Owie!! That hurt!! *Hopping up and down on one foot, while holding onto his injured foot*
Jetfire: *Walks in and sees the commotion* What happened?
Hot Shot: T_B on a sugar/coke/milo high, was hallucinating, hit me with TBD, and has now gone mad!! *Still hopping around*
T_B: Mwahahahahahahaa!!!!!!
Jetfire: Oh god, help us all. *Starts to pray, he then turns to the audience smiles and waves* I guess, since Torr is out of it for a while, I guess I get to say the disclaimer. *Scratches head nervously* Hehe, T_B doesn't own anything in this fic except for the plot, and her characters Tori, Zack and our preschool teacher Miss Azalea. *Bows, the audience starts to cheer, and he walks off, dragging Hot Shot out with him*
T_B: Mwahahahahahahahaaa!!!!!!
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~*~Chapter 3: The Boogie Bot~*~
Starscream, the screamer, walked down the dusty hallway of the Decepticon base. He was thinking hard for once, his face scrunched up in a scowl as he thought of how to get rid of his boredom.
Walking past the control room, the sudden sound of singing reached his audio receivers. "You've got mail, you've got mail. (and so on and so forth)." Smiling happily to himself, the bored bot waltzed right in, his orange optics widened gleefully as they saw the large letter on the computer screen addressed to him.
Sitting down on the large swivel chair, the one that Thrust normally sat in and commanded everyone else not to. Starscream double clicked on the large letter to open it.
Reading it slowly (has trouble), a circuit where his temple would be, started to pulse in anger, as he read through the so called "memorable moment." He soon jumped up and started to chuck a hissyfit around the room.
Finally settling down after a few minutes of his tantrum; chucking several of Thrust's precious looking things around; he then sat himself back down into the swivel chair and re-read the e-mail. He smiled happily to himself as he remembered the humiliation that he had given to Megatron back then. Sniggering a few times, he then clicked on the reply button and began to type.
Hehehe, I remember that day, but I also remember the time it was yet again a dark and stormy day.
It was a few days after the incident with the pencils up my nose. Miss Azalea had given up on the pencils, paints and paper; and had settled down with the idea of us sitting down in a circle to tell stories.
The stories had started off pleasantly; some of them about 'My Little Minicons' (closely related to the My Little Ponies on earth, Zack the human Decepticon told me this), and others about Cybertron Street (Sesame Street, Zack also told me it was related to this show). There were also some stories about Play School (closely related to the human program).
The stories were going fine, all funny and happy; but that all turned when Jetfire (with help from Hot Shot) started the story about the dreaded Boogie Bot. It was an excellent story mind you, the thunder and lightning form the storm outside helped the two Autobot dramatically with their telling of the story. The lightning flashed right on cue, and the thunder grumble for the sound effects. They only thing that put the two off their story telling, was the fact that Thrust kept on interrupting. His yelps of sudden fright and continuous whines continued right to the end. Remember how annoying that was, jeez, he didn't even shut up for one second!
Even after the two Autobots had finished and we all clapped at their performance; Thrust was still too preoccupied trying to hide himself to have had noticed.
It was so funny to watch though, think mini-Thrust (aka- Squidhead) searching every corner of the room, and then curling up in a fatal position on the ground when he couldn't find anything. Hehe, funny.
Even then he was whimpering and talking quietly to himself; what was he saying again. Ah yes. He was mumbling stuff like, go away, his after me, and someone help me. Ah man, you gotta laugh at that.
It wasn't until it was time to leave that he finally realised that the story was over, sitting up and pretending like nothing had happened, he was most likely hoping that we didn't see anything. But of course, knowing us, we had seen everything and started up into a fit of laugher. Remember he gave us one of his little pouts before he ran off to find Miss Azalea to "dob" on us.
Hehehehee, that had to be the most pathetic/lamest decision, our so-called tactician had ever made in all his life. Hehehehee!
Well, I have to go now, hope to battle you soon.
Starscream
*~*~*
Not caring about his spelling, but secretly hoping it was okay; Starscream typed in the e-mail address to who he wanted to sent it to, and then clicked on the sent button.
Watching it send slowly (the D-con's computers are absolutely pathetic), he then signed off the Internet and skipped happily out of the room; not noticing that Zack had been watching for the entire time he was in there, a camera recording everything in his hands.
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Red Alert: *Walks into the room and sees T_B on her sugar/coke/milo high and sighs dramatically* She did it again
Jetfire: *Follows Red into the room* Yep, but it's worse than it was last time
Red Alert: Oh no
Hot Shot: *Hops in, his foot in bandages* Oh yes
Red Alert: Maybe it'll be good to not interfere with her high. *Looks over to see T_B plotting world domination with an imaginary friend of hers*
Hot Shot & Jetfire: I think you're right. *They both start to creep out of the room, leaving Red there by himself. They manage to get out, and lock the door*
Red Alert: *Hears the door locking and runs up to the little window in the middle of it. He sees Hot Shot and Jetfire smiling and waving at him, and starts to bash the door, not before giving them the finger* Get me outta here!!!
Torika_Blayde: *Heres the commotion and sees Red Alert; think he was trying to mess everything up, she walks over to him, TBD out of her back pocket and an evil grin on her face. She then smashes it over his head and proceeds with the bashing* You. Evil. Robot. Stop. Trying. To. Mess. Everything. Up.
Red Alert: *Is screaming from his attacks*
Hot Shot & Jetfire: *Are laughing at Red*
T_B: Mwahahahahahaa!!!!!
*~*REVIEW*~*