Yo guys, sry its taken sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long for me to update, but school's finally out!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So id thought id update. No idea where this is going, but I might as well go along with it. Oh, by the way. For those of u who were wondering: yes. Cyclonus's song shall be revealed, but more towards the end of the story (I still have to write it sweatdrop) anywhoo- until then, enjoy the chaotic insanity. (p.s. any suggestions will be welcomed with open arms!!!!)
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The Essays of Daniel Thor:
Fourth Installment:
Recruiting
"Hey Demolisher!" A singsong voice echoed throughout the base.
"Go away, Cyclonus!"
"C'mon! Just give it try!"
"No."
"Puleez?"
"I said: no!"
"You're no fun."
"Go bug somebody else."
"Fine. Hey Starscream!"
"AGH! Get away!!!" The paranoid screamer could be heard screaming from across the other end of the base.
Demolisher took this time to slip into his room. "Phew!" He wiped his brow and barred the door. "Finally, escape."
"C'mon, it might be fun!"
"Get away from me!"
"Fine. Hey Thrust, ever play the electric guitar?"
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Day 2:
Today I narrowly escaped being recruited for a band by utilizing decoy techniques. Cyclonus has really gotten into this earth music thing. He wanted me to play an electric guitar. I told him that Starscream would be more helpful to his cause. Gullible bot. Sometimes I think metal was wasted when they made him. Who knows? The materials he's composed of could've been used to make the hull of a ship that could come and rescue us from this god-forsaken post!
But alas, I think those on Cybertron are all but overly gleeful to have us gone. They've probably turned headquarters into 'Party Central'. Sure, I can imagine it now:
"Hey, ever wonder what happened to our thick headed leader?"
"Who? We HAD a leader?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure we did. Now what was his name again?"
"I dunno. Didn't we banish him on some god-forsaken mission on some long forgotten planet?"
"Heh Probably wasn't important."
"Did we send any troops with him?"
"Beats me. Who cares? More Energon?"
"Fill 'er up!"
Imagine their surprise when we come blasting back to our home world with a horde of minicons! Who'll be celebrating then, huh? I'll bet they'll come to Megatron on their knees, begging for forgiveness. Then again, we could turn up empty handed and become the laughing stock of the galaxy. It's a cruel society we live in.
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"Hmm...I wonder where everybody is..." Demolisher strolled through the base.
"Eh heh huh hee hah hoo..."
The green transformer's optics widened with fright as he whipped around. There was a heavy laughing/ breathing sound coming from nearby. Demolisher slowly backed away.
"Ouch!"
"Hey, this is our hiding spot! Find your own!" Several pairs of hands pushed him back out into the open.
"What? Hiding from what?" Demolisher glanced around the room with fear.
Suddenly Starscream jumped from the corner and shouted: "Hey, Cyclonus! Over here!" Before jumping back into the shadows again.
"Eh heh hee!" The crazed chopper bot suddenly materialized from the darkness. "Yay! A volunteer!" He hugged the startled tank before dragging him off to his lair.
"Phew!" Starscream released his breath he'd been holding.
"Get off of me!" Megatron shoved him as the Decepticons began pouring from their hiding places.
"I thought he'd never leave!" Thrust exclaimed.
"Poor Demolisher, though." Wheeljack mused.
"Remind me to give him a raise. Falling in the line of duty like that." Megatron shuttered.
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"Where are you taking me?" Demolisher screeched as he tried to grasp unto any grip able surface.
"Wha ha ha ha! Wouldn't you like to know? It's a secret!" Cyclonus smiled deviously. "Ta Da!" He threw aside some curtains in his quarter to reveal a drum set and several other miscellaneous instruments.
"How did you get all this stuff?" Demolisher gaped in awe at the transformer music technology.
"E-bay."
"No, really. Where'd you get this stuff?"
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Day 3:
Cyclonus scared me out of my armor when he captured me today. He drug me to his chambers and revealed to me his master plan. Turns out there was a good use for his unusual lawn tractor collection after all. Lord knows how he got 'em, but he's got an assortment of riding lawn mowers. Somehow he composed them into musical instruments! Maybe there is a method to his madness after all...
Nah! Cyclonus will always be Cyclonus, no matter what hair-brained scheme he dreams up.
Anyways, I was quite unsure as he handed me a 'bass guitar'. I had no clue how to play it, but it can make some really funky metallic noise, sort of like the twanging of a loose wire. In the end he was really disappointed because his inventions didn't work. I told him to try someplace else and then sneakily snuck out of the room. Overall the experience wasn't that horrendously bad. And I even got an unexplainable raise! For some reason everyone cringes when I walk by and say they submit to my vastly superior bravery. I don't know WHAT in Cybertron they are talking about, but hey, if it'll get me a raise and get me off monitor duty for a week, I'm down for it!
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"Demolisher?"
"Come in, Starscream." The relieved red seeker stole into the tank's room.
"Have you finished proofreading, you-know-what?" He shyly asked.
"Almost." Demolisher picked up a hard copy of one of Starscream's books.
"You haven't told Megatron, have you?"
"You worry too much."
"That was a brave thing you did yesterday."
"What?"
"Sacrificing yourself for the good of others."
"What are you talking about?"
"Letting Cyclonus take you..."
"O-o-o-h-h....that. It wasn't that bad. All he wanted me to do was test some of his prototype inventions."
"Still..." Starscream shuttered.
"Is there anything else you want, Starscream?" Demolisher asked.
"Oh, and Megatron wants to see you."
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Day 4:
Oh I laugh! What fun it is to be in the know how! Here I am, reading Starscream's books of rage and plots against our leader while secretly our faithful leader is doing to same paranoid thing against him! Oh, the craziness! Hee! Hee! I fill all giddy like Cyclonus! This information is just too valuable a secret to keep! I must spread it! But how? Oh the wonders of the internet! Soon the whole world shall know...
What am I talking about, you might ask? Well, I'll tell you. Today I was summoned before "Almighty Megatron". He was seeking my intelligent opinion because he was sure he couldn't trust any of his other minions with such a flavorful task. Get this! He asked me to proofread his books: 101 Things Your Minions Might Be Doing Behind Your Back; 101 Strategic Plans to Dominate Your Race; and 101 Ways To Enslave the Universe. And he asked me to keep a lookout against my comrades and see if they are coming up with any plans that they might be plotting against him. Now I know that everyone here IS paranoid. Everyone's sure that everyone else is plotting against them, and here I am in the middle, little ol' non-plotting me.
Hee! Hee! But little do they know the true plot behind it all! I rule them! I am the mastermind! I...err...ahem. I must make sure that no one is within hearing range. Seriously, without me these bumbling dolts would be lost and long ago decapitated by the Autobots. Huh, those fools. I don't know how anyone can stand working for Prime! I know I'd never listen to orders from a buffoon like him. Then again, who am I to be speaking? Our leader is more or less of a crazed maniac than Optimus.
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Demolisher sighed. "Only three more days before I can turn my first assignment in. And so far no one has found out! Ooooh yeah! Doing good Demolisher!" The green bot stood up and proceeded to do a little jig around the room.
"Hey Demolisher?"
"What Cyclonus?" He was greatly disturbed at being disrupted.
"Do you know a word that rhymes with 'psychiatric help'?"
I don't want to know...Demolisher thought to himself. "Any particular reason?"
"Nah. Just working on my song."
"A word of advice, Cyclonus. Give it up!"
"No! Never! The insanity must live on! MWA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!"
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only the next chapter and reviews will tell what insaneness shall indeed occur in the next installment. You guys who are reading this should give much thanks to Fang who brought to my attention that I hadn't updated this for a while. Sry guys, I guess I just go caught up in soooo much stuff. But like I said before, I'm here now and school's out. I'm trying to make my chapters a little longer just cause lots of people complain about that, so I hope this chapter weren't tooo short. Anywhoo- there might be some gaps between when I'll be updating next, but don't worry. I haven't forgotten about this story, but I just have to sit down and write Cy's song! I have some ideas, but if u have any ideas for this story of Cyclonus's song just drop me a review and I'll see what I can do. (hmmm....that rhymes....)