Crow
Top-tier Avian Master
OoC | Interest Check
Dancitron, New York City, Earth, Primax 422.16 Nu
(Axiom Nexus Designation)
Earth has fallen to the Decepticon Empire. Humanity now serves as slaves to the Decepticons, while their supposed saviours, the Autobots, are too scattered to do anything with their leader Optimus Prime nowhere to be seen.
Even in these harsh, pressing times, entertainment still existed, and one could look no further than the Decepticon-dominated Nightclub Dancitron for it! Over at Dancitron, a vast mix of humans and Decepticons could be seen in the crowds as the Cybertronian idol group the Kiss Casettes stood at the centre of it all, dancing and singing.
This trio consisted of Decepticon medic Glit and the freshly-kidnapped Autobot casettes Sundor and Rosanna. Despite being forced to perform against their will, it didn't really seem like it - for at the end of the day, music was their greatest passion.
♫♪ OooooOOooo~ BREAK UP! ♪♫
♫♪ OooooOOooo~ WAKE UP! ♪♫
"You know, for an Autobot, Rosanna's kinda cute!"
"You can say that again!"
"She can even make that load of hoo-ha the squishies of this dirt ball call J-Pop sound good!"
"Are you implying something?"
The twins began to butt heads, before someone, at least twice their heights, came between them.
"Frenzy, Rumble, cut it out! We may be warriors, but we should leave all war to the field of battle, not a concert where everyone's trying to enjoy themselves."
"Oh hey, TC!" One of the twins waved, "didn't take you to be a... you know..."
"So, who's your favourite, anyways?" the other asked.
"I'm actually more of a Kiss Players kind of con," the larger blue seeker said, "and my favourite's this chick here!"
He showed the two a holographic picture of a group, and points to a specific member.
"Marissa, the blonde one over there."
"Thundercracker likes a filthy human?"
"Yuck!"
The two walked to another part of the nightclub.
"Hey! I'll have you know that Marissa is the greatest voice of her generation! She deserves respect and worship no matter her species! Yeesh, what's with them?" Thundercracker asked as he shrugged. It was around this time where he recieved a call from his commlink.
"Hmm? Oh, greetings Lord Megatron. Yes, yes."
Thundercracker headed towards a less crowded area of Dancitron, where it was just him and a holographic screen of Megatron.
"I have a mission for you, Thundercracker, as a part of an agreement with our human associates."
"I'm on standby, Lord Megatron," Thundercracker adds.
"Good, good," Megatron responds, "I want you to bring me this human to me."
Another image was displayed on the holographic projector.
"But... aren't we warriors? Why are we kidnapping a human who probably poses no threat to us?"
"Yes, we are warriors, and this is war, where we will need to be prepared to do anything to secure our position and status quo," Megatron replies, "in order to keep peace, we must enforce it via tyranny."
"This... this just isn't right..."
"What a shame. I suppose I will have to send Blitzwing and Lugnut to deal with the matter."
"Alright," Thundercracker said with no hestitation, "I'll do it!"
"Good, good. This human's name is-"
Naval Academy, Earth, YS-AL-019-1212
(Unidentified Designation)
The Naval Academy, a fine place where the shipgirls of this universe are trained in the art of combat before they go off to fend humanity from the Sirens.
But that isn't our focus today at all. Oh, far from it.
Today was a day to rest and relax.
"Vell zen, meine Damen und Herren," a young Commander says to the group before him, "zis is my house. Vell, actually, zis is a naval base I vas assigned to, but I live here, so zis is my house. Zat is how it verks, I zink. I'm sure some of you have been here before, ja?"
He waves to and salutes various girls on the way, alongside some chick-like creatures.
"Guten Morgen! Guten Morgen! Hail Ironblood! Guten Morgen! Anyvays, vhere vere ve? Yeah, zis is an all-voman place, but I zought ve established zat before. Ja, ja, over zere is ze actual Naval Academy, zat over zere - canteens, zere are ze dormitaries, and oh, ze gift shop! Ze prices are pretty high, but I'll see if I can convince Akashi if you all can get a discount. Ve have a lot of Manjuu verking under us, Akashi says zey are free labour, vhatever zat means. Vell, I can probably trust my most capable inventor with stuff, so I don't zink I should be vorried."
"Commander, Commander!"
A girl came running towards the group.
"U-101! Vat is ze matter?" Commander asks.
"A spaceship crashed in the middle of our practice session!"
"So much for a peaceful day off. Lead ze vay, U-101! Everyvan, let us go make ferst contact vith aliens!"
U-101 boarded a mechanical shark that she parked by the docks, with Commander taking the second seat and allowing Sougo to take the third, non-defined vacancy.
"Hang on tight Commander. You too, Rider guy!"
Commander proceeds to clasp U-101's waist with her arms, before prompting Sougo to do the same to him as he turns behind and raised his eyebrows a few times.
Thepotatogod (Sougo Tokiwa), Gundam Watcher 27 (Saber)
Thepotatogod (Mysterious Heroine X) themagnoliaofutah (Louise) (Spaceship occupants)
Dancitron, New York City, Earth, Primax 422.16 Nu
(Axiom Nexus Designation)
Earth has fallen to the Decepticon Empire. Humanity now serves as slaves to the Decepticons, while their supposed saviours, the Autobots, are too scattered to do anything with their leader Optimus Prime nowhere to be seen.
Even in these harsh, pressing times, entertainment still existed, and one could look no further than the Decepticon-dominated Nightclub Dancitron for it! Over at Dancitron, a vast mix of humans and Decepticons could be seen in the crowds as the Cybertronian idol group the Kiss Casettes stood at the centre of it all, dancing and singing.
This trio consisted of Decepticon medic Glit and the freshly-kidnapped Autobot casettes Sundor and Rosanna. Despite being forced to perform against their will, it didn't really seem like it - for at the end of the day, music was their greatest passion.
♫♪ OooooOOooo~ BREAK UP! ♪♫
♫♪ OooooOOooo~ WAKE UP! ♪♫
"You know, for an Autobot, Rosanna's kinda cute!"
"You can say that again!"
"She can even make that load of hoo-ha the squishies of this dirt ball call J-Pop sound good!"
"Are you implying something?"
The twins began to butt heads, before someone, at least twice their heights, came between them.
"Frenzy, Rumble, cut it out! We may be warriors, but we should leave all war to the field of battle, not a concert where everyone's trying to enjoy themselves."
"Oh hey, TC!" One of the twins waved, "didn't take you to be a... you know..."
"So, who's your favourite, anyways?" the other asked.
"I'm actually more of a Kiss Players kind of con," the larger blue seeker said, "and my favourite's this chick here!"
He showed the two a holographic picture of a group, and points to a specific member.
"Marissa, the blonde one over there."
"Thundercracker likes a filthy human?"
"Yuck!"
The two walked to another part of the nightclub.
"Hey! I'll have you know that Marissa is the greatest voice of her generation! She deserves respect and worship no matter her species! Yeesh, what's with them?" Thundercracker asked as he shrugged. It was around this time where he recieved a call from his commlink.
"Hmm? Oh, greetings Lord Megatron. Yes, yes."
Thundercracker headed towards a less crowded area of Dancitron, where it was just him and a holographic screen of Megatron.
"I have a mission for you, Thundercracker, as a part of an agreement with our human associates."
"I'm on standby, Lord Megatron," Thundercracker adds.
"Good, good," Megatron responds, "I want you to bring me this human to me."
Another image was displayed on the holographic projector.
"But... aren't we warriors? Why are we kidnapping a human who probably poses no threat to us?"
"Yes, we are warriors, and this is war, where we will need to be prepared to do anything to secure our position and status quo," Megatron replies, "in order to keep peace, we must enforce it via tyranny."
"This... this just isn't right..."
"What a shame. I suppose I will have to send Blitzwing and Lugnut to deal with the matter."
"Alright," Thundercracker said with no hestitation, "I'll do it!"
"Good, good. This human's name is-"
Naval Academy, Earth, YS-AL-019-1212
(Unidentified Designation)
The Naval Academy, a fine place where the shipgirls of this universe are trained in the art of combat before they go off to fend humanity from the Sirens.
But that isn't our focus today at all. Oh, far from it.
Today was a day to rest and relax.
"Vell zen, meine Damen und Herren," a young Commander says to the group before him, "zis is my house. Vell, actually, zis is a naval base I vas assigned to, but I live here, so zis is my house. Zat is how it verks, I zink. I'm sure some of you have been here before, ja?"
He waves to and salutes various girls on the way, alongside some chick-like creatures.
"Guten Morgen! Guten Morgen! Hail Ironblood! Guten Morgen! Anyvays, vhere vere ve? Yeah, zis is an all-voman place, but I zought ve established zat before. Ja, ja, over zere is ze actual Naval Academy, zat over zere - canteens, zere are ze dormitaries, and oh, ze gift shop! Ze prices are pretty high, but I'll see if I can convince Akashi if you all can get a discount. Ve have a lot of Manjuu verking under us, Akashi says zey are free labour, vhatever zat means. Vell, I can probably trust my most capable inventor with stuff, so I don't zink I should be vorried."
"Commander, Commander!"
A girl came running towards the group.
"U-101! Vat is ze matter?" Commander asks.
"A spaceship crashed in the middle of our practice session!"
"So much for a peaceful day off. Lead ze vay, U-101! Everyvan, let us go make ferst contact vith aliens!"
U-101 boarded a mechanical shark that she parked by the docks, with Commander taking the second seat and allowing Sougo to take the third, non-defined vacancy.
"Hang on tight Commander. You too, Rider guy!"
Commander proceeds to clasp U-101's waist with her arms, before prompting Sougo to do the same to him as he turns behind and raised his eyebrows a few times.
Thepotatogod (Sougo Tokiwa), Gundam Watcher 27 (Saber)
Thepotatogod (Mysterious Heroine X) themagnoliaofutah (Louise) (Spaceship occupants)