http://friend-of-samus.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] friend-of-samus.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-09-07 06:58 pm

PIMPIN' AIN'T EASY, LEMME SHOW YOU HOW IT'S DONE

Pikachu was fighting for his life.

At least, that's what the simulation was. He hadn't bothered making a holographic Samus, not with the real thing on the ship. Even if she didn't know him, it'd just be creepy to make another version of her. Ridley roared out again, the force of his cry pushing the Pokemon backwards. It was hard hanging on, but Pikachu would rather take a little damage than risk falling off the platform. "PIKACHYUU!" he cried, releasing a massive bolt of lightning at the violet behemoth.

"Piiikachuuuuu!" he continued, the blast of lightning arcing across the sky to collide with the monster before him, knocking it backwards. "Piiika."

[identity profile] i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com 2009-09-08 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
Sentinel had been planning on simulating Macaddam's Oil House from back on Cybertron, when the first thing he sees upon entering is some gigantic winged (and no doubt contagious!) organic hurtling at him!

"Stupid stinking organic!" He arms his shield and energy lance, raising the first up while swinging the other one across. It hits Ridley with a heavy thud, Sentinel's servo's shrieking for a moment before his strength catches up and he hurls it aside as he completes the swing. "Rraah!"

[identity profile] i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com 2009-09-08 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Sentinel's jaw fell open as he watched the energy discharge. From such a small construct? Unconceivable!

Inconceivable?

Impossible?

Impossible works, go with that.

Impossible!

It certainly looked organic, but he'd learned that not all of the meat-things, or constructs, on this ship were always what they seemed at first scan. He transformed and hurtled across the platform they were on, transforming back with a very cool three-point 180 drift turn, readying his weapons again. "Bring it this way, little live wire! I, Sentinel Prime, Cybertronian champion of justice, will assist you in defeating this vile beast!" *g*

[identity profile] i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com 2009-09-08 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Sentinel raised his shield, then abruptly realized that might not be a good idea. He opened his arms and caught the yellow thing with a loud THOK against his torso.

"I told you to bring IT over here, not for YOU to come over here! Do you speak Cybertronian?" Sentinel growled, missing the point entirely.

[identity profile] i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com 2009-09-08 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Sentinel dropped his shield and diverted all power to his lance, swinging it like a mace as the creature came at him. "Eat the crackling taste of justice, you overgrown shrike bat!" The lance connected with Ridley's skull with staggering force.

[identity profile] i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com 2009-09-08 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Sentinel examined the thing closely as it approached. It didn't scan quite like an organic, but who could be sure? That electrical discharge ability was something impressive though. Probably kicks like unfiltered energon.

He still took a step back as it approached, watching it cautiously. "Err... yes, of course." He put his hands on his hips. "Nothing to it for a true Cybertronian warrior of the Autobot Elite Guard." He grinned. "So... what are you?"

'Who' was entirely secondary.

[identity profile] i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Sentinel paused, then nodded. "Peekhachu it is then." He then decided to broach the more important question.

"Are you an organic, or are you more evolved?"

[identity profile] i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Sentinel blinked at the incomprehensible response. He thought this ship translated speech.

"Basic Cybertronian! Do you speak it?!"

[identity profile] i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Sentinel let out a heavy sigh. "So you understand it... but you don't speak it. Slag."

He drew himself up. "Well... in light of your exemplary value as a potential energy source, I, Sentinel Prime, will teach you!" He addressed the sensorium. "Techno-organic nightmare computer! I require a classroom, with whatever tools and equipment necessary to instruct this... Peekhachu to vocalize Basic Cybertronian."

/LATE

[identity profile] crazychanger.livejournal.com 2009-09-09 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
Blitzwing was standing in a corner, merely watching (and recording) an Autobot and a small rodent fighting a giant alien dragon-thing.
"Now I haff seen everyzink!" he announced suddenly, coming out from his corner, grinning maniacally.

asdfgh Pikachu is adorable

[identity profile] crazychanger.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 12:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"How cute!" Random suddenly giggled, despite Icy and Hothead's protests reaching down and patting the small electric Pokemon on the head, though not as roughly as he might have done so in the past.