Test Drive

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

"Stupid slagging diode-blooming meatship downgrading meee-eeeeee!" Sentinel roared his displeasure as he veered around another corner. He was still getting used to the different sense of balance with his reduced size. The change in mass was playing havoc on his handling. How did the damn Bumbler deal with the change?

He clipped another corner, not slowing down as he refused to give up. Hopefully none of those skittering organics would get in his way this time.

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[stingslikeali.livejournal.com]

"Gah! Hey!" Bee said, dodging out of the way. "Watch where you're going!"

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

Sentinel skidded to a halt, spinning two complete circles in the process. "YOU watch where I'm going, Bumbler!" He slips back into robot mode. He may be downsized, but he's still a good sight taller than Optimus' flunky.

[stingslikeali.livejournal.com]

"Why should I? Is the "superior officer" completely incapable of being responsible for himself?"

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

Sentinel practically growls. "The superior officer has been unjustly assaulted by a disgusting techno-organic entity, and is now trying to adjust to a significant shift in mass! Damn stabilizers haven't finished compensating yet..."

[stingslikeali.livejournal.com]

"...Y'know this wouldn't happen if you picked a more maneuverable alt-mode. Or, y'know, actually remembered that we have legs for a reason."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Oh look, it's a skittering organic! Wyn is currently a bit distracted by something on her omnicom and doesn't notice the tinier-than-usual snowplow barreling towards her.

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

Still annoyed by his brush with the flunky, Sentinel barely notices the squishy up ahead. "Out of the way, organic!" Unable to veer away in time, he transforms, punching a fist into the ground to vault over the lesser life-form, winding up transformed and flat on his back with a crash. "Oof!"

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Well, Wyn notices that, at least. "Are you all right?" she asks, tilting her head as she peers down at the robot currently lying flat on the floor. "That was possibly the second-coolest thing I've seen this week, by the way."

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

Sentinel grumbles and fumes as he collects himself, standing back up. "Stupid organic...." He looks down at this one. He's fairly certain it's a female. "Of course I'm alright. I, Sentinel Prime, am one of the Autobot Elite Guard. The strongest warriors in the galaxy!"

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"... never heard of you, sorry." Wyn says, shrugging apologetically. "... are you a robot?" she continues, putting two and two and the transformation from what looked like a tiny snowplow to a vaguely person-shaped being together and hopefully getting four.

[tincanbombs.livejournal.com]

Kyle's just wandering down a hall, minding his own business and pondering the proper angle to ensure that two EMP generators will produce waves that bounce off each other, and a bunch of other stuff related to a directional EMP gun, when he hears something like a far-off shout. Intrigued, he cautiously heads towards it, reaching the corner just when an odd-sized vehicle skids around it.

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

These organics were EVERYWHERE it seemed!

"Oh for spark's sake!" Sentinel screeched to a halt, digging his plow in and managing to stop this time, taking a good chunk out of the floor in the process.

[tincanbombs.livejournal.com]

Kyle jumps back, readying to get the hell out of the way, but it seems that the awkward-looking thing has managed to brake. While cursing.

That's not what has his attention, though.

It has wheels. He hasn't seen a vehicle with wheels outside of old history records, and there were no surviving blueprints, so he has no idea how it works. Curiously, he walks to the side a little, though he keeps a fair distance. Better start with the obvious first. "Good...day. Are you all right?" Or rather, is Stacy all right? He can't imagine that it's fun for her to get a chunk torn out of....some part of her insides.

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

"Urgh!" Sentinel shrieks in revulsion, transforming to robot mode. "I've got... ORGANIC ON ME!!" He frantically starts pulling the debris out of his (now) shoulder-pads. Once it was mostly done, he pulled out a spray can and started disinfecting himself.

[tincanbombs.livejournal.com]

"....I guess not." Kyle watches the...vehicle....transform, and stand up. The brief glimpses he caught of the robot's inner workings has already got him thinking, planning. It must be possible to do that with every vehicle, though no doubt it would also require an advanced artificial intelligence, as there was no person inside.

Any respect he might have felt, though, gives way to something halfway between fascination and amusement as he watches it disinfect itself. "You know, I don't think Stacy can give you diseases or anything," he points out reasonably, "unless in whatever universe you're from, transforming robots are susceptible to bacteria and viruses."

[riseupnchargem.livejournal.com]

The 'skittering organics' were apparently not inclined to comply with Sentinel Prime's wish for them to stay out of his way today. Jamie, at least, managed to see the 'bot coming in time to plaster himself to the fleshy wall of the ship in time to avoid a head-on collision, yelping his surprise.

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

This is getting ridiculous!

Sentinel skidded to another stop, almost taking out the hu-man with his side mirror. He didn't even bother transforming to get irate this time.

"What is WRONG with you organics? Can't you find safer places to wander around?" The vehicle practically hopped with rage, it's shocks making it rise and fall as he yelled.

[riseupnchargem.livejournal.com]

Jamie remained where he was, staring at the miniature car as it bounced and shrieked at him. Sure, he'd seen weirder than that in his day, he just...wasn't expecting it at this particular point in time. He was about to shoot back a retort at the thing, something to the effect of 'Maybe you should watch where you're going' or 'Where are we supposed to wander around?', but he wasn't entirely sure what entities on this ship could and could not make his life a living hell, so he decided to play it safe and apologize, if only through gritted teeth.

"...sorry," he said tightly, his look flattening a little. "I'll try to keep an eye out for speeding things from now on."

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

"HMPH." Sentinel transformed, brushing off his tires.

"So what's your deal, hu-man? You are a hu-man, right?"

[riseupnchargem.livejournal.com]

And that he really wasn't expecting. Jamie flailed, pressing back further against the wall, if that was even possible. The shock was only momentary, though, and he had to keep from staring; robots were kind of his schtick, after all, and seeing a new one never failed to intrigue him.

Even if this one seemed to have a serious attitude problem. "What do you mean, my 'deal'? I'm just...looking around the ship. And yeah, I'm a human." He paused and ventured, "What - ah. What are you, exactly?"

[crazychanger.livejournal.com]

"AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAAAA~! Going somevhere, Autobot?"
Blitzwing is still bigger than Sentinel, even by a little bit, and stepping in front of the speeding vehicle turning corners? Random doesn't seem to find a problem.
Now let's see if he stops.
You are an idiot, Icy remarks from the back of their shared mind.

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

"DECEPTICON!" It looks like the bumbler was telling the truth. Sentinel revved his engine and increased his speed, raising his plow slightly. Like slag was he going to turn tail from this. "Prepare for the righteous taste of justice, circuit-scum!"

[crazychanger.livejournal.com]

"Bring it on, Autobot. I can take everyzink you can dish out-and more." There's a mocking little smile on Icy's face as he calculates just how long it will take him to make this particular Autobot furious and provoke him to attack.

[i-am-that-jerk.livejournal.com]

Sentinel grimaces.

//Great. A triple-changer. Nuttier than a sack of organics.//

He arms his crash-shield and lance, circling the Decepticon cautiously. "Sentinel Prime to any Autobots." He opens a comm-frequency. "Have located and detained fugitive Decepticon. Ordering immediate backup."

[crazychanger.livejournal.com]

"Detained? You couldn't haff detained me if you tried, Autobot!" Random teased, cannons clicking into place. "Vhat's za matter? Can't handle ze big bad Decepticon all by yourself?"