Rules list is from Contraband List, off this site. I only own my oc's.
More Revivals
MEDICAL BAY
I step into the medical bay in my Cybertronian form to find First Aid wiping down the counters with some kind of disinfectant. I smile and wave to Aid. "Where's Ratch?"
"Spending the day with Red. He's still fritzing after—"
I hold up a hand. "Say no more." I sigh softly. "Those alarms still send me into a panic, and I've been here off and on for four years. Blades too."
"I've noticed. Hot Spot and Heatwave are with him."
"Where's Dani?"
"She's with Sasha. They're talking about some mission."
I smirk, having an idea of which one. "That was some mission."
"Blades told us the stories, but could you remind me—"
"Humungado and Ravenous. Kaiju that came out of a movie. Ravenous tried to ice Blades while I was inside him. Not. Fun. Dani screamed."
"I can imagine." He sighs. "So, what did you need?"
"Revivals." I shrug. "Review this list of new rules Prowl handed me." I smirk. "God, I love being over Mr. Rules."
He stops wiping the counter down to turn to me. "Why?"
"Because I can unban what I don't want banned. That's why he gave me this." I wave the datapad in the air. "To review."
1. High Grade. (Exempt under orders)
2. Duct Tape.
3. Wool.
4. Music.
5. Mud.
6. Skunks, porcupines, jack rabbits, bears, and amphibians
7. P.S. Notes.
8. All Jackass Movies.
9. Pink, fluffly frou-frou's.
10. Ratchet's and First Aid's tools.
11. Cameras.
12. Paint.
13. All human drugs.
14. Dodgeball with minibots.
15. Video Games whilst on duty.
16. Nitro-glyercine and oranges.
17. Bumper stickers and signs that say 'wide load', as well as mudflaps with naked women on them
18. Attempts to make Red Alert call Immediate Lock Down are forbidden.
19. Any attempt to apologize via tape from a long distance away is not appreciated. The punishment will still stand.
20. Attempts to fry my CPU are forbidden. I do not appreciate it. Neither does Ratchet.
21. To All Senior Staff – No one is to go to Jazz on advice about how to reprimand those who break the rules. His methods are not within regulations.
22. Do not write or say 'With love from Prowl' on any report on my behalf under any circumstance. Jazz.
23. Wheeljack has requested that the 'Beam me up Scotty' jokes cease.
24. Valentine's Day.
25. April's Fool.
26. Ratchet has banned Jet Judo, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, and Optimus Prime.
27. Fender Bending with Stunticons is strictly off limits.
28. Hacking personal files is utterly forbidden.
29. Halloween.
30. Jazz's Personal Equipment.
31. The word 'Duck' is now to be reconsidered in the field. A more descriptive term is advised since Hound used it to describe a real animal and the whole Aerialbot team ended up in a canyon.
32. Pornography.
33. Human television and internet.
34. Gorilla Glue, Rubber Cement, and No More Nails
35. Monty Python.
36. To Jazz – On a personal note, refrain from poking my doorwings and sirens in public, however tempted you are.
- All mechs pokin' the Aerialbots and Powerglide. I suspect Blue 'n Smokescreen'd appreciate yeh not pokin' 'em either, however temptin' it is.
37. Strobe Lights.
38. Make up, perfume, and after shave.
39. Cymbals.
40. Silly String.
41. Glitter.
42. Energon Spiking.
43. YouTube.
44. Toilet Paper.
45. Offensive Jokes.
46. Skateboards.
47. Lasers.
48. Speeding and drunk driving.
49. Potatoes.
- Placing these up someone else's tail pipe will get you a trip to Ratchet and a potato of your own.
50. 'Are we there yet?' questions.
51. Hyperbole.
52. Fake Blood, fake bullet holes, and skid marks (real or fake)
53. Hitchiker's Guide To The Galaxy.
54. Doorbell Ditch.
55. Street Racing and smoking starts.
56. Hardening Foam Filler.
57. Baking soda, vinegar, flour, maple syrup, and whipped cream
58. Styrofoam packing peanuts and styrofoam cups
59. Sifl and Olly (In connection to Item 51).
60. Swearing.
61. Furbies and Tribbles.
62. Fire Works.
63. Silly Putty.
64. Mythbusters.
65. Drills and Dry Ice.
66. Wikipedia.
67. Sedating Megatron.
68. Oreos.
69. Magic Beans (In reference to Item 47).
70. Cling Film.
71. Red Glow Sticks.
72. Carmel.
73. 'Skippy's List' stands not as an idea, but a good place to go to read up on further things that are not mentioned here, but would be a good idea not to try.
74. The Evil Overlord List is not an invitation to try to become one and gain world dominance. It is also NOT to be sent to the Decepticons. They don't need help waging this war.
75. When given an order the proper response does not include the word 'no' in any form.
76. Do not send out general messages to explain where you are at all times or what you are doing. Teletran One is quite capable of locating you should anyone need to find you.
77. Facebook, Twitter, Bebo, FML and other such messaging sites will be banned if you cannot use them constructively and in your free time.
78. Feces.
79. Emergency generators.
80. Black out paint.
81. Pretending to be blind.
82. Download sites, SPAM, and computer games.
83. Dating Services and Viagra.
84. Garden Gnomes.
85. Sailor Moon and MewMew Power.
86. Photoshop.
87. Pine Cones.
88. Bonfires.
89. Food Colouring.
90. Aerosol Cans (in connection to Item 12 and 64) We all know who was here, thank you, and art work can be kept to your rooms.
91. Trebuchets.
92. Mirage's Electo Distrupter.
92. Zorbing.
93. A note for those of you that do PR visits to human children education facilities. If they ask you where Transformers come from, ignore the question.
94. Dancing.
95. If you are due a medical check-up with Ratchet, go on your appointed time and date. The joors spent hunting for you is a waste of resources and time that could be better spent elsewhere. It also makes Ratchet bad tempered for the rest of us that are due in after you.
96. Armoury.
97. Ringtones and air horns.
98. Red vs. Blue.
99. Twister.
100. Remote Controls.
101. Iron Filings 'n Magnets.
102. Barney.
103. Roleplayin'.
104. Ironhide's Guns.
105. Plants.
106. Helium 'n Sulphur Hexafluoride.
107. Alcohol.
108. Blanks.
109. Ninja Turtle Masks.
110. Hitchhikers.
111. Back To The Future Movies.
112. Floor Wax.
113. Window Pens.
114. Jarate Jars.
115. Coconuts.
116. Chewing Gum.
117. Home Alone Films.
118. Wii Consoles.
119. Snow.
120. Remote Controlled 'Fart' Machines.
I sigh and start going back through the list, picking out what's too much, and what's fine. I roll my eyes. "Damn, Prowl. You went nuts on the rules for damn sure."
"Is something wrong?"
"He actually did it."
"Did what?"
"Banned music." I roll my eyes. "Time to edit."
1. Duct Tape.
2. Wool.
3. Mud.
4. Skunks, porcupines, jack rabbits, bears, and amphibians
5. P.S. Notes.
6. All Jackass Movies.
7. Pink, fluffly frou-frou's.
I look over at Aid with the most confused look I can muster. "What's a pink fluffly frou-frou?"
"No clue. Why?"
"Prowl banned it."
"Then unban it."
"Gladly." I sigh. "If I knew what it meant. Apparently Ratch asked Prowl to ban it." I sigh before turning back to the data-pad. "It's staying until I find out."
8. Ratchet's and First Aid's tools.
Amended: Starlight needs to use Ratchet's tools
"He banned your tools, and Ratch's."
"Good. I'm tired of the twins running off with them."
"Aid, I have to use his!" I sigh softly. "Sorry. I've been on-edge since I left my daughter at school."
"I know. I've dealt wit—"
"Ratchet's temper, I know." I glance back down to the Datapad. "I need to get this done so I can bring back some mechs and femmes."
9. Paint.
10. All human drugs.
11. Video Games whilst on duty.
12. Nitro-glycerin and oranges.
13. Bumper stickers and signs that say 'wide load', as well as mudflaps with naked women on them
14. Attempts to make Red Alert call Immediate Lock Down are forbidden.
15. Attempts to fry my CPU are forbidden. I do not appreciate it. Neither does Ratchet.
Amended to include Chase. We don't need him crashing either. I HATE repairing processors.
16. To All Senior Staff–No one is to go to Jazz on advice about how to reprimand those who break the rules. His methods are not within regulations.
17. Do not write or say 'With love from Prowl' on any report on my behalf under any circumstance.
18. Ratchet has banned Jet Judo, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, and Optimus Prime.
"They banned Jet Judo!"
"Good."
"What!? Don't you know how well we've fared in battles because they took out the seekers!"
"Don't you remember how bad they've been hurt by doing it?"
I take a deep breath. Aid's not my enemy. "Sorry." I sigh. "Prowl may be a good companion, but his rules are frustrating." I turn back to the screen.
19. Hacking personal files is utterly forbidden.
20. Jazz's Personal Equipment.
21. The word 'Duck' is now to be reconsidered in the field. A more descriptive term is advised since Hound used it to describe a real animal and the whole Aerialbot team ended up in a canyon.
I start laughing. "God, I remember that!"
"Remember what?"
I look up to see Blades in the doorway. "When the Aerialbots wound up in a canyon!"
He laughs softly. "Me too. It was right before I left."
"Oh, Blades…"
"Don't, Sheyenne. I'm okay now."
"Good." I turn back to my work.
22. Pornography.
23. Human television and internet.
24. Gorilla Glue, Rubber Cement, and No More Nails
25. Monty Python.
26. No Poking Doorwings
Wings, or rotors.
"Only a Praxian could say that."
Blades leans over. "Say what?"
"No poking doorwings, to put it simpler than he did." I scribble that out, then add an amendment.
"Why wings?"
"I plan to revive the Aerialbots." Blades glares at me. "And trust me, I'll lock ya in a room together, just like Jazz will. 'Wave won't appreciate you fighting with them—or Sunny."
27. Strobe Lights.
28. Make up, perfume, and after shave.
29. Silly String.
30. Energon Spiking.
31. Offensive Jokes.
32. Skateboards.
33. Lasers.
34. Speeding and drunk driving.
35. Potatoes.
- Placing these up someone else's tail pipe will get you a trip to Ratchet and a potato of your own.
"Now there's something you don't see every day." I start laughing.
"What's so funny?"
"Potato in a tailpipe."
51. Hyperbole.
52. Fake Blood, fake bullet holes, and skid marks (real or fake)
54. Doorbell Ditch.
55. Street Racing and smoking starts.
56. Hardening Foam Filler.
57. Baking soda, vinegar, flour, maple syrup, and whipped cream
Allowed for humans only. Not for bots!
58. Styrofoam packing peanuts and styrofoam cups
60. Swearing.
62. Fireworks.
63. Silly Putty.
64. Mythbusters.
70. Cling Film.
71. Red Glow Sticks.
"Why did you unban sedating Megatron?"
"No more Megatron."
"And the rest of it?"
"I'm trusting them. Prowl isn't."
72. Facebook, Twitter, Bebo, FML and other such messaging sites will be banned if you cannot use them constructively and in your free time.
73. Feces.
74. Emergency generators.
Only without an emergency! We may need them because of the Kaiju!
75. Black out paint.
76. Pretending to be blind.
Allowed for those with glasses. They may actually be blind without them.
77. Download sites, SPAM, and computer games.
78. Photoshop.
79. Bonfires.
80. Food Coloring.
81. Graffiti
82. Trebuchets
83. Mirage's Electro Disrupter.
84. Zorbing.
"He actually did it."
Aid turns to me. "What this time?"
Blades peers over my shoulder. "What?"
"Banned dancing."
"You almost got arrested for that in Griffin Rock."
"Well, duh." I glance back down. "I'm unbanning it."
85. If you are due a medical check-up with Ratchet, go on your appointed time and date.
86. Ringtones and air horns.
87. Red vs. Blue.
88. Iron Filings and Magnets.
89. Barney.
90. Roleplaying.
91. Ironhide's Guns.
92. Plants.
93. Helium and Sulfur Hexafluoride.
94. Alcohol.
95. Blanks.
96. Ninja Turtle Masks.
97. Hitchhikers.
98. Back To The Future Movies.
99. Floor Wax.
100. Window Pens.
101. Jarate Jars.
102. Home Alone Films.
103. Remote Controlled 'Fart' Machines.
"I'm taking this back to Prowl, then I'll be back to revive." I sigh. "Oh, and Blades." He looks up to me. "I'm not reviving them for a few weeks yet, but when they're back…" I glare at him. "No. Fighting. Outside the training room!" I growl. "If ya do, I'm having Jazz lock you in a room together!" With that, I leave the room.
HALF AN HOUR LATER
I step back into the medical bay before walking into the back room. Within an hour, Bluestreak and the Arcee's are alive, and finished with their medical exams. I check my watch. "I have to go get Star." I turn to Ratchet's last patient, who has yet to leave. "Blue, want to take me?"
"Sure. You know you'll—"
"I'll either talk with you, or sing. I'll make sure you're not haunted."
"Thanks. You're the best."
"I know."
He steps out of the medical bay, transforms, and opens the door to let me in. "How's Prowl?"
"Good. Not on my good side right now, but good."
"What?"
"He tried to ban both music and dancing. I unbanned them." I smirk. "Used to think I'd hate being put in command, but I love it."
"When did you become the Commander?"
"After Optimus took off into space four years ago. He's back now, but he's leaving me in charge. He's after me, then Prowl, then Jazz."
"Got it." He sighs. "So, where do we recharge?"
"There's several berths in the Autobot room, but if you tend to have nightmares, I can move one into the room with Graham and I."
"Ratchet said we have hope again."
"We're testing to see if a human can carry a Cybertronian. Graham is. I'm gonna be next. I plan to have Ratch do it when we get back."
"Have you picked a mech yet?"
"Not really…"
"I can do it. I told you before I'd wait forever for you." He sighs. "Unless—"
I hold up a hand. I'd been more hurt than anyone knew when he'd been killed. I had actually fallen for my guardian. "No. It's an odd question to ask someone. I'm more than willing to go with you."
"Why do you want to carry anyway?"
"I faltered. I let fear get in my way, and Chicago was destroyed. I need to redeem myself." I sigh and change the subject. "But about the berth situation."
"I do." He sighs. "And you don't have to redeem yourself. I was a youngling when Praxus was attacked. You know what Ratchet says. You can't save them all."
"I hid in a damn tower when over thirteen hundred people were murdered! I hid in a damn tower when Que was killed! I hid in a damn tower when—"
"When Soundwave shot me?" He sighs. "I didn't blame you then, and I don't blame you now."
"I'm a damned Autobot, and the Star Healer, Blue. I should have acted. I'm just a coward."
"I used to think I was too, but I survived after Praxus." He sighs, changing the subject this time. "Are you sure you want someone like me—"
I rest my hand on his dash. "It's all right. Calm down." I smile. "I'd like to have you in there. I offered, didn't I?" I reach up and tap my comm. "Optimus?"
"What's wrong?"
"I need you to set up a Cybertronian berth—one for doorwingers—in my suite. Blue's going to stay with me."
"I will have it ready when you return. I assume you would like him restored as your guardian?"
"Yes, please."
"Approved. I am sure Prowl will agree."
"Thanks, Optimus." I sigh. "But what if Will or Sam want their guardians to room with them, too?"
"We will handle that when we come to it. Stay safe, Starlight."
"Yes, Sir."
"So I guess I'm your guardian again."
"I guess." I sigh as we pull into the lot. "I'll be right back."
He's quiet for a few minutes, then his voice comes over my comm. "Why are you in that big dome? Why are you picking up a daughter? I didn't know you had one. Am I going to guard her too?"
I laugh softly at the barrage of questions. "It's called the Shatterdome. We're there because we had nowhere else to go, because America wants you all dead. It's my jaeger, and she's equal to an eight-year-old." I turn to Star. "Hey, Sweetspark. How was school?"
"Good, Mommy."
"Good." I turn back to my comm after taking her hand. "Yes, you're guarding both of us. Boulder's got my boyfriend."
"What's her name? What's she look like?"
"Ask her in a minute. We're on our way."
We climb into Bluestreak. "Who are you? Mommy's memories didn't have you."
I sigh softly. "I shut them out after he went off-line. It's the one memory I couldn't handle to remember, and the only part of Chicago I was able to block off." I sigh softly as I pat the dash. "I guess losing Que while he was sparked overshadowed him."
"Like Ratchet overshadowed Sides?"
I nod. "Yeah. Like losing Ratchet overshadowed losing Sides."
Star turns her attention to the car. "So, who are you?"
"I'm Bluestreak."
"I'm Star Warrior. I'm a Jaeger."
"Shey told me."
"So… You're our guardian?"
"Yep."
I sigh as the memory comes back. He'd been taken out right after Que, while I was cowering in the Willis tower. Our best sniper, taken down so quickly, and so violently.
"BLUESTREAK!" A single shot, and he's as down as Que is, minus the decapitation. "NOOOOOOOOOO!" I fall to my knees, then crumple to the floor.
I clench the steering wheel a little tighter than necessary and I wipe a tear off my cheek.
"Star? What's wrong?"
I shake my head. "It all came back. There's a reason I do that, ya know. I'm drifting with Mako, and I just stopped chasing the RABIT. If I start again, Herc may just pull me out."
"So you have to act like Prowl?"
I shrug. "At least inside Star. I have to focus. With as much trauma as I've seen…" I sigh. "I've been in Star for a month and a half now, Blue, and I've only had a solid drift for two weeks, if that. First one was the day I saved Prowl." I sigh softly.
"How have you been, since… Chicago?"
I move my hand side-to-side. "So-so."
"Anything I'll have to know?"
"I'll always have my earbuds in. If I'm busy, I'm trying not to think about the past. If I blow up, I'm upset or frustrated—usually frustrated, but it depends on the day…or if I've been thinking about Chicago or Ratch. If I'm upset, I may start to cry when I do. I've been trying to control it, but it's not easy to control my meltdowns, same as Prowl can't avoid a crash. I don't have nightmares about it anymore, thankfully—that or Ratchet, but I chase the RABIT with his—I sometimes get panicked, though. Usually I'll be fine with caffeine or something to do. Being here… It's not easy on me, Blue."
"Why not?"
I sigh softly, and look at my lap, grateful that Blue's driving. "Because Lockdown killed Ratchet, then Optimus took off for space here in Hong Kong, four years ago. I hid in Griffin Rock. I used emergency work to pull myself together. Heatwave helped." I smirk when a thought comes to me. "And I found Blades."
"What?"
"Blades was on Griffin Rock, with a new rescue team, and a partner. He's here now, and bonded."
"I can't believe the bad boy of the Protectobots actually bonded with someone!"
"Yep. Heatwave. He and I formed a secondary bond."
"I thought you and Ratchet had formed a bond."
"We did. I didn't meet 'Wave until after I lost Ratch. The bond didn't dissolve after I saved Ratch."
We pull into the Shatterdome. Star runs to Gipsy as I climb out and shift into my Cybertronian form.
Bluestreak practically glomps me. "Primus! I was hoping you still had this frame!"
I hug him back before stepping out of glomp range. "You. Are worse. Than Blurr." I laugh. "I'd better warn Prowl and Chase."
"Blurr?"
"Found him on an island near Griffin Rock. Stayed on Griffin Rock with Sal. Glomped every one of us—'Wave, Chase, Boulder, Blades, and me. Not one of us were really happy about that. Then the Hotshot almost ran Cody over, and almost destroyed our cover there."
"Who he?"
I kneel to Cherno. "This is Bluestreak. He's my assigned guardian."
"Like Sam and Bee."
I nod to Striker. "Yep. He's a sniper."
"You have the same frame!"
"Yes, we do, Gips. We're Praxians. He went off-line in Chicago."
"I thought you said you watched the second-to-last Praxian off-line."
I stand with a sigh. "Last one was Blue. I still consider myself from Earth. I have a Praxian frame, but I wasn't born in Praxus, so I'm not an official Praxian."
Bluestreak hugs me lightly. "Prowl and I consider you one."
"Thanks Blue." I sigh softly. "Guess we have to go update the others that you're around."
"Didn't you want to talk with Ratchet about—"
"Yes, but I think—"
"It can wait."
MEDICAL BAY
We walk into the medical bay together. "Ratch?"
He looks up to see us. "What?"
I take a deep breath and let it out. "I'm ready."
"For what?"
"For my turn to carry."
"Star, I—"
"I'm protected. I can do this."
Ratchet sighs. "All right. Graham said you three used Boulder as the donor. Who—"
"I volunteered."
"Bluestreak, you've just been revived. I'm not sure—"
"I want to."
"Will you be able to watch over her? I know how Praxians act when they've got a sparkling on the way."
I nod. "I had Optimus set up a berth for him in mine and Graham's room."
"And what about Star Warrior?"
"I'll operate her until I can't any longer. Mako will go on leave with me then. I'll still be available for the med-bay when I'm needed."
"And you're prepared to deal with a Praxian's side effects of this?"
"I trained with you, didn't I? You made sure I was ready for anything."
"Good. Just making sure." He sighs softly. "All right, lie down—in your human form."
"Gees, Ratch. I know the drill!"
THREE HOURS LATER, OUTSIDE THE MEDICAL BAY
"You're sure you don't want me to carry you?"
"Positive, Blue. I'm groggy, not disabled." I stumble toward our berth room. I key in the code before stepping in. "Hey, Graham."
"Hey, Shey." He looks up. "Who's that with you?"
"Graham, this is Bluestreak. He was my guardian before Chicago. Blue, this is Graham, and you've already met Star."
Graham stands. "Did you just get here, or—"
"He was just revived. I'm gonna go lie down, all right, Blue?"
"Just be careful."
Graham looks between Bluestreak and I. "Be careful? She's going to bed. She can't get hurt there!"
"Relax, Graham. He's gonna be a little overprotective of me for a while."
Graham blinks. "You went through with it, didn't you?"
I shrug. "I felt like I needed to redeem myself."
"For what?"
"Failing Chicago. Failing the Autobots. Failing Blue." I sigh softly. "Not only did I cower in a tower when he needed me, but because of me, he had to go into a destroyed city after surviving Praxus after I'd done my best to prevent it!" I turn on my heel and storm away.
"She's never done that before."
Bluestreak sighs. "She does that when she's upset about something. She's been trying to rein it in, but she's tired."
"I know. I've seen her mad, but I've only seen her do that when she's frustrated with the bots about something, and then it was usually Heatwave. She used to call him Hothead." Graham sighs. "I take it that bed over there is yours?"
"Yeah." He sighs. "I'm going to see my brother. I'll be right back. Stay with her."
"I have to take Star down for supper." He looks down, glad that it's not too obvious yet.
Bluestreak groans. "Then make sure she's all right before you go anywhere."
"You're only going across the hall. What could happen?"
Bluestreak turns from the open door. "Too much." He steps out and closes the door.
Graham walks back to where I had heard the entire exchange. "Is he always like that?"
I roll my eyes. "No. Blue's sweeter than even Bee is, usually. He's just a talker." I lean forward. "But because he volunteered as the donor…" I sigh softly. "When the bonded—or in this weird case, me—of a Praxian is carrying—or might be, in my case—they get highly protective of the mech or femme. The carrying cycle—if it works—may affect him in ways it wouldn't humans."
"Got it. So watch my back."
I nod. "If things get too bad, I'll have Boulder moved in here temporarily so he can watch your back too."
Graham laughs. "I'm sure that's not necessary." He sighs. "I'm going to take Star down for Supper. Want me to bring you a tray?"
I nod. "Thanks."
