Blaster and his Minicons are holding a festival in Detroit and a group of friends get ultimate VIP passes to meet them backstage, but were they worth it?
"OMG, you guys are not going to believe what I have!" Sadie said excitedly.
Lindsay and Stella both looked at her in surprise when she burst into the room. When she held up passes with nothing but a giant smile on her face, her friends knew the same as her what it was about. They all squealed in joy, jumping up from the couch and hopping up and down.
"You didn't, Sadie! How did you get them?!" Lindsay asked loudly.
The brunette cockily put a hand on her hip. "My boyfriend's cousin is one of the stage boys, worked with Blaster and the crew for three years before he left but still has contacts. We're VIP, bitches!"
Stella gasped, "No way! VIP, as in we get to meet Blaster himself?!"
"And Ramhorn. And Steeljaw, Rewind, Stripes, Playback, and Eject."
Lindsay stroked her blue-tipped black hair giddily, "Ramhorn's my favorite. He once beat Adam Rupp in a beatbox battle and played drums beside many famous bands!"
Stella scoffed, "Yeah, but Ramhorn's Cybertronian. Transformers have a larger vocal range than humans, so that's not as impressive as Rewind rocking with Keith Richards. Keith retired a few years before and Rewind managed to convince him to do a rock n' roll tribute in Blaster's Badlands Tour. Rock legends around the world would have praised Rewind for carrying the genre beyond Earth."
Sadie peered at the blonde girl laughing, "DJ Dinobot, Soundwave, and Bombastic Beatrunner all contributed to spreading Earth's music as well so I wouldn't credit to just Rewind or Blaster."
Lindsay smirked, "DJ Dinobot, huh? I heard she left-"
"She's on maternity leave. Divindiva will return but with three new little ones. I think she'll be a great mother, certainly no boring moments in her household and would throw awesome birthday parties."
"I keep forgetting her real name is Divindiva..." Stella said bemused.
Sadie interrupted, "Well, I have the best tickets and the backstage passes to Blaster's Blastoff Fest in Detroit in two months, so you can ask Rewind or Ramhorn anything to your heart's desire."
Multiple calls to their job to ensure they had the five-day vacation set around Blaster's three-day festival was a chore, but all three women managed. The flight over to Detroit was swamped with people who had the exact same idea. Nearly the entire plane was nothing but festival freaks, and the women were ecstatic.
The first day of their vacation was touring the city itself. Blaster's promo videos were nearly on every jumbotron and electronics store. Posters were plastered in every stop open. With the influx of so many people, the stores were all filled to the maximum occupants with nearly every employee in the payroll on the schedule to meet demand.
News crews from many channels across the country as well as other countries were prepared to cover the fest. Being as popular as he was, this was no surprise. As they walked the main street of Detroit into the plaza where the Allspark Tower stood dwarfing the city, the three friends took selfies and group pictures to their pleasure before stopping by a Starbucks.
"Okay, I know we shouldn't be planning ahead and all but after this fest, can we think about one day going to the annual Music Battle Mayhem concert too?" Stella asked. "Imagine seeing Blaster verses Soundwave verses DJ Dinobot verses Bombastic Beatrunner live! That's said to be an epic show. Every year it's done in Memphis, Tennessee, and I would die happy if I ever went! And their companions will be available to meet as well. I heard they do their own battles as part of the show and all the Minicons have a riff-off."
Lindsay pointed at friend while holding a coffee, "That would be amazing to see. I think we should do it."
"Ladies, first thing's first though: let's survive this fest then we'll discuss it later," Sadie said.
As they walked the city with their sunglasses on, shorts, and designer shirts, they saw a crowd of people toward the far corner of the street near a cookie venue. Cameras were flashing left and right as the girls got closer. They nearly dropped their remaining coffee when out stepped Playback and Stripes with a pack of Energon chocolate cookies, smirking at how the paparazzi cared about something as mundane as eating. Then behind Playback strutted Ramhorn.
The red and yellow rhino Minicon pranced across the street with the media following before converting from a quadrupedal stance to a bipedal stand, placing his paws on his hips. His tail whipped eagerly as he was bombarded with questions.
"What's it like working for Blaster? Is he a fair employer?"
Ramhorn waved and gestured calmly in a baritone voice, "Yes, he is. If he wasn't a good host, don't you think we would have split from him by now? It's always fun working with him; I can't imagine a better time in my life. Playing the drums for his band and overseeing the percussion layout is a very great gig, love every second of it."
A young fan came up and Ramhorn noticed him before the teen began beatboxing to Rap Metal by City the Mask. The rhino smiled and bobbed his head to the gracious beat, getting into the boy's taste for music and as soon as the kid finished, he laid down his own beat of the song. Everyone, including the girls, was amazed at how accurate it sounded. His voice managed to create a tune that appeared like he had four different rhythms of the song in his arsenal yet only came from his mouth. It was almost like hearing a heavily remixed version of the song itself. When he hit the last beat, everyone applauded before he reached down to sign an autograph for him and waved proudly as the stoked teen went back to his friends high fiving him and complimenting on getting Ramhorn to participate.
"Never stop, kid! Talents like that take you far!"
The three girls watched him talk to the media for a few more minutes before turning his head towards them. He gave them a smirk before nodding and walking away to help his fellow Minicons escape the paparazzi ambush.
Sadie yelled out, "He smiled at us, did you see that?!"
Stella and Lindsay were both shocked at it, and that's all they talked about for hours, even when they made it to the hotel. Some of the staff in the lobby almost kicked them out when they wouldn't shut up about it.
The next day was when they went quiet because they were focused only on making themselves look presentable.
Sadie went in short shorts and a fan shirt of Blaster's previous album, The Starlight Express. The brunette put her hair up with small braids intertwined with the rest of her hair straight and down past her shoulders. She wore blue vans with an ankle bracelet spelling her name on her left leg. Hooped earrings were a must for her
Stella wore a red crop top with fake jewels spelling out "Princess of Being Pretty and Partying" on the front. Pink shades, pink heels and jean pants with multiple holes in them, she was ready to rock the scene with her stylized blonde hair in a bun and ponytail trailing off it.
Lindsay had on a shirt with a portion of the center cut out in the shape of a V, half-covering her breasts. With bracelets and rings, she wore skin-tight shorts with black embroidery and black heels. Her ears were pierced up the rim with various silver and black ornaments. Her black hair with blue highlights looked stunning curled and hanging down.
The three girls hung out all day until midafternoon when the Blastoff Fest was about to start. On the outskirts of the city lay a giant stage built for Transformers almost as big as a hundred feet tall. Designed for the best music experience, the whole stage was set with Blaster's signature red and yellow colors. Nearly two million people covered the fields and city in attendance of it.
They managed to find a bouncer and the table designated for the Ultimate VIP section after heavy maneuvering. Showing off their passes, the bouncer and the clerk let them in after verifying the numbers attached. They were escorted in a private line up to the front to have a direct view of the stage along with several other girls who greeted them with kindness, just as excited and eager as they were to see Blaster and his band live. Isolated from the rest of the crowd, they cheered as the lights redirected to the stage with a musical buzz.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Please give a grand welcome to your hometown DJ and music master, Blaster!"
The crowd grew over fifteen decibels in one second. From the side of the stage, Blaster himself appeared. With his orange visor shades up and his charming blue optics scanning the crowd, he gave a chuckle. "How's everyone doing?!"
Sadie, Stella, and Lindsay jumped at merely hearing his voice. They watched him, not daring to take their eyes off him as if they would miss a crucial moment at any second. As he spoke to the crowd, they were listening with heartfelt sighs. Then he gestured to the side and introduced his Minicons. Playback, Rewind, Stripes, Steeljaw, Eject, and Ramhorn all appeared to go immediately to their designated places among the band before waving out. Ramhorn even gave a few beats on his drum set to get the audience even more pumped up, sticking his glossa out mockingly.
It didn't take long for the music to start with Blaster taking his position at his DJ controls. The booming beat that followed was intoxicating. Everyone was jamming with girls jumping happy as they could be. The audience even started moshing pits as the timing fit the remix Blaster had going. With Rewind and Eject on guitars, Playback on bass, Steeljaw manning the keyboard, Ramhorn on drums, and Stripes in charge of the electric station, the festival was a raving success.
They played their most infamous songs like Psycho Beat, Raven, and Starlight along with a few remixes of their own design of existing songs from other artists. Each Minicon was having the time of their life as Blaster sang and used the screen on his chest to relay various versions of the beat to drive the audience wild. After ten songs, one after the other they all went nuts for, the band took an intermission break.
With the Ultimate VIP passes they had, the girls found that during the breaks and after the show was when they could have the exclusive option to meet the band and Blaster. With two fifteen-minute breaks within a four-hour period, the girls were guided in groups of six with the other VIPs to the backstage and Lindsay almost fainted when she turned a corner and almost bumped into Ramhorn.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"
Sadie and Stella were silent as Ramhorn had flinched a little but grew a nice smile.
"It's alright; it happens." He then recognized the three of them. "Hey, weren't you three the chicks I saw on the street after I beatboxed with that kid?"
Sadie nodded quickly, "Yes, and you were amazing, might I add!"
"Oh, thank you, baby," he said smoothly. "I love vocal battles and doing it for simple fun. It's one of my hobbies, believe it or not. I don't beatbox on stage, so the interactions are what really inspire me to keep the skill up to par."
"Look at Ramhorn, the animal always trying to sound so thoughtful," Eject teased.
"Shut up," the rhino Minicon growled harshly, swatting the blue and white bot's arm before resuming a kind smile at the girls. Despite having big paws like an Earth rhino, he gripped a pen carefully and asked politely, "Would you like me to sign your passes? I can tell you want something of mine. Unfortunately, I don't have many items I can spare except my signature."
Stella was fast and presented her pass eagerly. Ramhorn laughed and put his name in sloppy cursive on it before noting the jeweled writing on her shirt. "I love that shirt. Hey, Playback, I found your shirt!"
Playback started signing the other girls' passes when he looked over. Upon seeing Stella's shirt, he sent Ramhorn a glare. "You better watch out while you recharge. I will write that on your chest, Drummer Boy."
Snickering, Ramhorn went to Sadie next as Stella waved at Steeljaw who came up curiously. Signing her pass, he didn't expect her to lean towards him and kiss his cheek. He leaned back a little, not out of disgust but pride as he pointed the pen at her with one brow raised.
"Don't start what you can't finish, babe."
When he got to Lindsay, he paused a second to see if she had the same idea before signing her pass. But right as he was putting the pen aside, she asked, "Can you sign my chest too?"
The horned Minicon paused and was at a loss for words when she didn't hesitate to push down the sleeves of her shirt to open the V of the center wider. Despite being a head taller than her, he peered down at just the right angle and said nothing distasteful about the good view. He tried to speak again but he was still lost, unable to look away.
"Thank Primus I never mated, and those are real too...any specific side of the family?"
Lindsay merely smirked, "Mother's side."
Ramhorn gave a thumbs up and said to the side without looking away, "I'm, uh, going to need a large sharpie. I don't think what I got is going to cover shit."
A bouncer, who for a second was staring at Lindsay himself, brought Ramhorn the bigger pen and the rhino tilted his head before heeding the request of his fan. He went slower and smiled as he knew she knew what he was doing it for. The warm metal of his claws and wrist made her gasp which he merely chuckled at. When he was done, he still retained his amusement as she slipped back into her shirt, now with his signature across her chest in large cursive like a tattoo.
Eject and Playback had been staring for a while, ignoring the other girls and Ramhorn caught them. He merely said, "Get your own."
After Playback flipped him off, Ramhorn turned back to the girls. "Well, fifteen minutes is almost up. Maybe after the show, we'll see you around? Blaster will love to meet you."
Sadie blew a kiss. "Count on it."
As the festival progressed, the girls eyed the Minicons the most. Ramhorn was the most popular of them all, drumming loud and proud to the rhythm of Blaster's well-loved instrumental song, Boom Master, which featured heavy bass and drums. With the speakers on the side of the stage roaring and Blaster's own shoulder speakers vibrating, the whole world felt like one big rave.
The girls were mimicking Ramhorn's movements as he rocked alongside Playback and Stripes with Blaster keeping the sound tight and added his own vocal flare to the mix, his orange visor shade down over his optics and pulsing in various patterns along with his unlimited energy.
Steeljaw changed his keyboard to a stylistic synthetic sound and transitioned into a bop that had the crowd cheering as they realized it was a remix compilation of Journey and Van Halen, a small tribute to older rock fans. Ramhorn seemed overjoyed as he flawlessly kept to the beat, and the girls assumed he loved Earth's classic rock.
They didn't know how long they had been grooving as ten songs passed. Not once did the three girls lose their excitement as to what they hoped was to come. After the show finally ended, as the other VIP guests showered the band in praise, the girls waited until they were in the clear and came back to see the Minicons. This time Blaster was with them who they could tell the smaller bots looked up to greatly.
"Stella, Sadie, and Lindsay, I have to say it's a pleasure to meet our number one fans," Blaster smiled. "Ramhorn has told me all about you and the signings...although, I heard someone got a little extra."
Lindsay pointed to herself proudly as the other two girls laughed alongside Ramhorn and Steeljaw. Eject clapped his servos cackling.
The Autobot nodded, "Well, it certainly didn't deter Ramhorn's performance one bit. In fact, I think he did a bit better than normal."
Playback was nearly dying as Ramhorn sent his boss an amused scowl. "It's going to be like that, huh?"
Blaster then addressed the girls, "I'll be sure to send you three some exclusive merchandise tomorrow. Now, we must go check in at our suite building we rented out for our stay, but you're welcome to join us."
The women didn't hesitate to take the offer and within thirty minutes, they were riding in a limo assigned to the Minicons. Blaster drove in front of the limo and followed two police cruisers as they left the festival grounds with thousands of fans lined up and waving. While they sped up to escape some of the fans that chased after the limo, Ramhorn started beatboxing to himself in the tune of Eminem's Godzilla.
When Ramhorn caught Lindsay staring, he tapped his horns along with a final beat to end the song. Making her smile made him chuckle back, and he wagged his tail happily.
At the same time, Rewind eyed Sadie and smirked, "So, uh, you girls ever stayed with any other musicians?"
Sadie shook her head, "No, this is the first time ever we've done this, but we are so honored to be here."
Eject merely said to her left, "Oh, the honor is ours. Not every day we get to be with three lovely ladies like yourselves, ain't that right, Steeljaw?"
The Lionator nodded with a purr. "It's true."
Stella then leaned into Playback. "Do you mind if I ask if you ever, you know, had fun with your fans?"
Eject and Rewind looked at each other as Ramhorn caressed Lindsay's hips as she moved closer.
"Oh, that's for us to know and you to find out," Playback answered.
When they reached the suite, they found the building was like a giant house with a private amphitheater and various rooms built for humans and Transformers alike. They could only imagine how much it must have cost to rent one of the buildings.
Blaster then said, "You girls are welcome to anything in the suite. While you and my band get settled, I'm going to be working on a project in the amphitheater. If you here music tests and sound checks, that's me."
As Blaster walked off, the three girls didn't mind as they were led to the lounge area. Stripes and Steeljaw were the first to take their positions on the corner couches while Playback relaxed on the sofa closest to the door before Stella sat beside him, which he all but encouraged by whispering sweet nothings to her while she put a hand to hold his chin.
Sadie had the attention of Rewind and Eject, talking of how she became a huge fan of their work while the black and white Minicon smirked with interest before making his own comment. Eject remained silent but Sadie coaxed him into responding by sliding a hand over his thigh plating. He responded by giving her a playful warning reaching over and caressing her shoulder and neck.
Lindsay and Ramhorn watched both their groups intermingling as the latter sneered, "Shameless."
"But what about you? Don't you want to have some fun?"
The question wasn't innocent, but he didn't have an answer good enough to show his growing lust as she reached behind his head to scratch his ears, twitching away naturally to any foreign touch. When she leaned closer, he coughed.
"Maybe we should take this elsewhere, my dear. After all, I'm not one to share," he said with a possessive growl deep in his throat.
Lindsay let him guide her through a set of doors and walked down the hall until she stopped midway. He peered back at her concerned until she began removing her shirt and only then did he realize what she wanted to do. Despite being open to anyone walking in on them in the middle of the hall, Ramhorn wasn't opposed to the opportunity.
He grunted with eagerness as she revealed her breasts and his signature to boot. Purring, he closed the distance between her as she threw her shirt down and carefully slid his paws across her body, down to her abdomen and then back up again. He nuzzled her neck with darkened yellow optics.
"I never thought I'd be here with you. It's like every girl's dream. But I hope you can forgive my request for you to go slow."
"I would never hurt you."
When she pressed her lower half against his thigh, he teased her nipples before focusing on kissing her. Despite the difference in facial structure, especially with his snout, he managed to make it work. When he heard her moan as she nearly humped him desperate to get herself off and to entice him, he chuckled low to himself. "Shameless indeed."
But then Lindsay said, "God, I want you. But I have never done it with an animal before."
Ramhorn paused and went silent as she continued to rub against him. His claws twitched and he heard her gasp uncomfortably as they left a tiny scratch on her nipple and the underside of her breast. The Minicon slowly lifted his head to look at her.
Lindsay smiled but it was strained when she noticed his mood progressively changing. "Is something wrong, baby?"
"I'm a what?" Ramhorn snarled at her with an antagonized expression. "You come onto me, act as a groupie, and the first thing you say is you've 'never done it with an animal before?' Do I look like an animal to you?"
Lindsay clutched her bare breasts when he pulled away slightly and realized her mistake. "I-I thought that it wouldn't matter to you, that it would turn you on. I meant-"
"I know what you meant," he growled. "Oh, you might be pretty, but you are an idiot if that's what you think would work."
The girl grew annoyed and abruptly pushed him aside, making him stumble onto all fours and backing away peeved. He stared at her as she picked up her shirt, stomping his padded, thick paws down like a real rhino with an agitated grunt.
"I'm only an idiot if I continued with a jerk like you," she stated.
As she walked away, Ramhorn made an abnormal sound as his yellow optics blared, shaking his head and fuming at the sudden rejection. Nobody talked down to him like an animal. Nobody.
Lindsay heard Ramhorn suddenly running and turned around, barely able to register something piercing her. She was impaled by his horns and pushed into the door that remained closed. Grunting like a beast with his ears twitching angrily, he barely saw Lindsay's shock as her entire abdomen was crushed. He didn't care as she bent forward, her breasts next to his optics and his signature in view, instead focused only on feeling her last breath as blood was dripping off his snout.
When he confirmed her limp body was no longer breathing, he backed away, but she was dragged forward with her body stuck on his horns. He shook his head trying to dislodge her. He trotted around the small space, unable to shift back into a bipedal stance with all the weight on his head. Growing angrier by the second, he surged forward and destroyed the door to the Minicons' lounge before finally dislodging the girl. Her body hit the floor and her friends stared at him horrified.
They saw the blood and his fearsome golden optics, and for a second, he grew worried until Stella, who was on Playback's lap, screamed. Something snapped inside him, and Sadie saw it as steam blew from his nostrils. He looked like a beast possessed. She was the first to push Eject off and run towards the other exit of the lounge. Stella followed, kicking Playback in the face when he tried to keep his grip on her.
Ramhorn finally stood on his hind legs and pointed at the escapees with blood running down his face growling, "Stop them!"
The two girls ran through the empty hall into a wider set up of the establishment with the stage just over yonder outside. They aimed for the doors when Stripes slid in front of them to guard the exit, teeth bared as Stella backed away. Sadie was frozen as the Nitrotiger moved towards her.
Suddenly, Eject sliced Sadie's arm and she cried, holding the wound as he glared at her with a newfound darkness. Sadie dodged another swipe of his blade and grabbed Stella, running towards the inside amphitheater doors in the building.
To their relief, Blaster was on stage tampering with his controls for the following day. Sadie and Stella ran to him crying and pointing. "Blaster! Help! He killed Lindsay! They're trying to kill us now! Please, you have to help us!"
Blaster whipped around shocked by the sudden voices but also by the statements themselves. He peered up and past them to see his Minicons barging in with bloody Ramhorn at the front of the group. He frowned and asked calmly, "What is this?"
When the other five Minicons looked to their leader, Ramhorn, they expected something but the rhino-like Minicon stayed silent simply shaking his head. The girls stayed as close to Blaster as they could until they looked up and saw the Autobot studying Ramhorn's wordless response before peering down at them coldly.
"I see. It's very unfortunate you little ladies got caught up in this mess, but there's nothing I can do for you. We get willing young adults trying all the time to work their way into our berths. So many ill-gotten fools who think they can be groupies and runaways welcomed with open arms. To them, you're just play toys for their entertainment but Ramhorn...he's quite temperamental."
Sadie and Stella both gasped silently with tears streaming down, backing away from the red Autobot who then smirked.
"Didn't there used to be three of you?"
Ramhorn gave a rumble, startling the two girls who frantically peered between the angered Minicon and the DJ. Stripes and Steeljaw roared flickering their tails as Eject and Playback moved inward past Ramhorn who converted back to all fours.
Blaster sighed, "I'm afraid we're just going to have to fix this miscalculation and reunite you with your friend. After all, a few people go missing at festivals all the time. Ramhorn, be nice and try to keep things quiet, won't you?"
As his boss turned away ignoring the fearful girls' whimpers, Ramhorn grinned. Then music began playing through Blaster's shoulder stereos to mask any sound in the room. Snarling, the rhino Minicon waited for the song, Earthquake by Hitmakerchinx, to sound the perfect bass note before sprinting at the nearest human.
Stella nearly tripped and crawled under the seats of the amphitheater desperately trying to hide from the Minicons as Sadie tried running to the back doors around the stage only to find them locked. As she ran when Playback snagged a piece of her shirt that ripped, Stella screamed as the red-pawed servo tried to grab her leg.
"Come here, you little whore!"
Cracks of light started breaking through the seats as they were torn out from the enraged Minicon. The backrests of each seat were forced backwards flattened by his weight as the supports creaked under the pressure. When he tried to reach down again, Stella took out her earring and grabbed his wrist, jamming it between the joints which he furiously cursed at.
She crawled several feet thinking Ramhorn had backed off but instead near the end of the row she was under, Steeljaw suddenly appeared and snapped his teeth at her. She scrambled back but he caught her hand, crushing it before pulling. Letting out a scream, she fought with the Lionator as he whipped his head with the intention of tearing the hand off. She relentlessly tried beating him on his forehead, trying to force him to let go until Ramhorn's claws broke through the seat and caught her by the neck. The red and yellow Minicon roughly pulled her out from under, dragging Steeljaw along the floor. The cat let go but licked his lips tasting the blood as he watched Stella quiver in Ramhorn's grasp.
"I despise crying, as if you didn't do this to yourself? Next time, keep your dignity in check because we don't give a damn what you give us. It's funny, we had people here in the past, making moves on us first. The problem was they just didn't know when to keep their mouths shut, so preoccupied with being the ones to sleep with musicians that they didn't consider the consequences. Too bad I have less patience than my bandmates do. I guess I am just an animal after all."
He started to squeeze her neck as his sunlit optics narrowed, feeding off the light of her own eyes fading. His claws dug into her collar and the back of her head. When she tried to grab his wrist again, his optics contracted.
Ramhorn stopped his choking, only to switch to bashing her head against the remains of the damaged seat. He didn't stop until the floor and seats around it had blood splatter everywhere. Even when she went limp in his grasp, he continued with uncontrollable rage until her eye popped out. Once it did, he paused and looked at the destroyed face that had once held beauty but now was nothing short of an indistinguishable mess.
After a second of studying her corpse, he finally cast her aside with a portion of his humor briefly returning. "By the way, still love the shirt."
He then snarled as he heard the last girl running.
Sadie opened a prop door in the backstage area and slammed it into Playback's face, making the Minicon wince with his servos covering it as Stripes took his place pursuing her. The Nitrotiger jumped on her back and forced her down, clawing at her backside which she shouted before elbowing the cat and pushing him off.
When Eject and Rewind came after her, she found a prop hammer and swung it at Rewind, tossing him through the curtains and part of the stage lighting. Panting heavily, she went back into a swinging position as Eject held up his servos in defense.
"Now, just take it easy. If you play nice, we won't have to hurt you-"
"Spare me your fucking pity, you son of a bitch. You didn't do a damn thing to help Lindsay!"
The Minicon scowled, "So much for being nice. And I really liked you."
"Why?!" She gritted through her teeth, "Why her; why us?!"
Eject didn't answer as Playback and Rewind got out of their predicaments to surround her. Then Ramhorn walked up from behind Eject and seemed to answer for him. "Because we have an attitude problem. Now, put the hammer down and we can talk."
Sadie wasn't a fool, not anymore. "You're going to kill me regardless! Give me one good reason that I shouldn't bash your head in?!"
The leader of the band made a deadpanned expression. "Your plan is to kill me with a prop?"
The woman dropped her stance for second in dismay at being called out and it was all Ramhorn needed to get the jump on her. Swiping the fake weapon out of her hand, he grabbed her and shoved her onto the floor despite the bass of the new song Blaster was playing to mask their rampage shook the stage with a constant beat.
"Personally, I find it interesting how you humans act entitled to getting anything you want from us but as soon as it's inconvenient, we are suddenly the villains. I tried to be nice to Lindsay; she called me an 'animal.' Mm, not a fair trade and I have such a sensitive temper, call those drums of mine therapeutic. So, tell me, who's the real villain here? Her or me?"
Sadie whimpered and softly said, "You."
Ramhorn blinked before his expression turned dark. But instead of killing her like she assumed he would, he instead threw her over his shoulder before addressing the others. "Clean up this mess and head back to the lounge."
Ramhorn took her back despite her useless struggles before throwing her on the couch. He guarded the doors as he waited for the others, Blaster's music still resonating throughout the building. Finally, his band showed up and one of them took the liberty of removing Lindsay's body. Once everything was settled, Ramhorn roughly grabbed Sadie's face.
"It's a shame about your friends. I was hoping you three could be together with us for the next few days at least."
Rewind then asked, "What are we going to do with her, Ramhorn?"
"Well, we still have two more days," Playback said. "We could have some fun. She's going to die anyways knowing Ramhorn."
"Shut up," the red and yellow Minicon snapped. "But you're right. Waste not, want not."
His tail flickered as he forced himself over her, trailing his claws down her neck carefully and to her Starlight Express fan shirt. He dug a hole through it slowly, watching her twist in agony as his claws started cutting the skin as well.
He gave a thoughtful grin. "Do we have any sharpies?"
The Blastoff Fest was full of party-goers, drinks, fangirls, and moshed pits galore.
Blaster and his band rocked the whole three days with no complaints with Ramhorn at the drums beating away. Eject and Rewind stuck their tongues out at each other mockingly shredding their guitars as Playback pulled a bass solo when his time came on a specific song. Stripes and Steeljaw did what they did best, both having fun as their music inspired many.
The audience was on fire; the city itself burning with the beats as Blaster never tired. The many girls in the Ultimate VIP section swooned as they had a front row viewing of the whole show. Numerous girls wanted to be with the Minicons and Blaster himself. Many dreamed it; only one was forced to.
Three nights of music were three nights of hell for Sadie. Chained up and sedated, naked on the berth with all the Minicons' signatures on her chest and abdomen, Sadie cried. Her hair lay across the berth like a waterfall, but her tears were the real sight. Ramhorn's signature was the largest, and the marks on her lower body belonged to him more than the others.
For three nights, he took what he felt he was owed. Blaster didn't stop him. She only saw their boss once after the first night which he could only apologize without any emotion to be seen yet still left her there. Every night, Ramhorn came back.
The last night after the last show though, she knew she wouldn't see him again. For when he took what he wanted, she was torn apart. Her body was destroyed like her mind beforehand. She came to rest with her friends in the woods just outside the city limits and no one came to look for her as they only remembered their time rocking at the Blastoff Fest.
AN: Blaster may be their boss but Ramhorn is the leader. If you noticed, I didn't make Stripes talk. I think out of all of them, he would be silent and Steeljaw would seldomly talk unless necessary. Ramhorn in G1 and other media obviously can't talk but I decided to give him more personality than just being an animal (his trigger word). I also had him on drums because I feel he would be the heavy hitter so drums would be his best instrument to go nuts on. The choice for me to make him switch between bipedal and quadrupedal form was simply because I thought it would emphasize his desire to not be associated with the term "animal". He certainly doesn't see himself as one.
Originally, Blaster was going to be the bad guy but then I thought, "Nah, he wouldn't harm someone unless absolutely necessary." He would, however, make remarks about them if anything. I played with the idea of one of the Minicons being the ringleader of a murder cult and Ramhorn ended up being the chosen. Playback was the second choice I had but ultimately, Ramhorn proved to be the most ideal of who could be the most twisted in the group.