Smiles and Sonic booms

Hello! My name is Thundercracker. Please sit and talk if you have a moment. I do enjoy a good conversation! A Shattered Glass Thundercracker NCC Account. Current Location: Shattered Glass, Autobot Base ((The artist for this account's icon is http://tantagreen.deviantart.com/ ))

[heroicflier-blog]

Sync

[heroicflier-blog]

He doesn’t understand why the other was frowning at him. Was it wrong that he couldn’t remember what happened? “Jet? I don’t understand. ….Alright.”

Starscream follows after Thundercracker with his arms folded behind his back only after he turns off his console and locks it. “I’m coming.” They continue to walk down the hallway, coming to the entrance in a few minutes.

"Lets go then." He’s going to take off to the Rust Sea, it was beautiful and peaceful.. Something he wanted right now.

The large flier transforms and takes off towards the skies, keeping his radar at full check in case if any Autobots decided to stumble on by. He’s enjoying the air on his wings and  it clearly shows in his flight pattern. It had been a while since he’s done this with… everything going on.

All the modifications to his frame make his form that much faster but he doesn’t go too fast so that Thundercracker could keep up. The only downfall is, is that he goes through horrible depressive stages, in which he cannot possibly help.

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-He says nothing as he waits for Starscream to catch up. Their stride to the flight deck is a steady pace, if not a bit rushed on Thundercracker's part. He'd rather have Starscream distracted for a while instead of mulling over in his lab.-

Shall we race around? Or just fly together? I've missed flying, being stranded in the medbay for a while. 

-He transformed and levitated in the air, quickly activating his stabilizing thrustsers. Immediately, he takes after Starscream and tails behind his teammate.-

[heroicflier-blog]

Sync

[heroicflier-blog]

Starscream’s attention goes back to his console but its dragged away as Thundercracker sets his servos down.

"What maniac?" He asks curiously, "I’ve been here. I have no idea what you’re talking about." Shaking his helm, "Its not important then if  I don’t remember."

He walks away some but feels a hand on his shoulder. Hm?— “Ah— Sure. Just around in our territory, I don’t want to risk alarming the Autobots. How about.. we go to the Rust Sea?”

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker frowns and watches Starscream as he responds to him.-

You don't remember? Jet... Nevermind. 

-He makes a soft sigh and pulls his servo away, listening to the other flier again.-

Of course. We shouldn't stray too far away. I think we'll both enjoy it.

-He glances back to the doorway and makes his way towards it.- 

Coming?

[heroicflier-blog]

Sync

[heroicflier-blog]

Starscream is somewhat startled as Thundercracker comes up to him. “Ah— Sorry I didn’t hear you walk in.” He unplugs the cord from his helm and sets it back down  and retracts it into the console again.

"Apologies. I’ve been busy trying to regain some archives of mine." Which only contained his very past and science doings. "I’m fine though, just …confused is all."

Shaking his helm, “Ah well.. Life is tough.”

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker slowly nods and moves to stand beside Starscream, his gaze focused on the console before them.-

I'm sure. 

-He frowns and places both servos against the console. Thundercracker takes some time to glance around the lab, still unsure of what else to say.-

It might be tough right now....but at least we both got away from that maniac. Right? 

-After a moment, he shrugs and places a hand on Starscream's shoulder.- 

Why don't we go flying for a little while? I think we both could use it. 

[heroicflier-blog]

Sync

Starscream stands at his console in his lab. His servos holding onto the control panel. He’s still sort of weak, given he’d recently recovered and after much needed ‘therapy’ so to say, he’s been up and walking fine… just …confused now.

He thought it would be best and given some information from the medical assistant that he should gain some of his memories back somehow. Since his old processor chip was disposed of, a ton of his memory banks were washed away. He would ask Megatron but he didn’t seem to be around much if at all. Oh well. Starscream was the second-in-command of the Decepticons and well—

Shaking his helm, he steps over and stares at the monitor, debating whether or not… at least he’d get his scientific memories back and his… early war tragedies. A sigh leaves him as he releases a latch on the console then reaches up to his helm, taking out a cord from his helm and plugging it right into the computer, syncing into it. However though, he takes a seat as his face rests on his servos, letting the data banks pool back into his processor, filling it with those scientific methods and so on so that he could get back to work.

Anything new that previously had happened before he went out, those little snippets of Megatron, the battle… him going mad…. Gone. He’ll have to grab that info from someone else. For now, he stays inside of his lab being quiet as ever now.

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker probably needed to focus on making sure he got the rest he needed to heal, but he was so worried about Starscream. He quietly snuck out of the medbay, avoiding to raise the alarms to the medics on duty. Everything had just turned upside down.-

Starscream...? -Thundercracker quietly called at the entrance of the lab and slowly inched his head inside. He paused after spotting the other flier. Hesitantly, he made his way inside the lab, arms crossed and silently approached the other.-

How...are you feeling?

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

Hey would you interface with Starscream?

I... That's a bit out of the blue, hm? I care about Starscream as a friend, but I couldn't. Not because I don't think he's, err....not attractive in Cybertronian standards. He's a friend! Besides, he has his sight on Lord Megatron. Even I can see how much our leader means to him!

[goya-fernweh]

[i-watch-the-bees]

#I love how he’s all defensive about it

[destielmyheart]

 #you’re not the boss of me dean

[heroicflier-blog]

In Wonderland: Drift Edition

[thestalkingmoodlight]

Oh joy, the party had decided to follow him.

Quickening his pace, the Mat Hatter disappeared into the woods and hoped the tea would kick in soon so he could escape those two imbeciles. Sneaking through the forest, the Mad Hatter wondered if his pets were hungry, maybe they wanted flier this evening for tea. 

[i-willraisehell]

Hush you, we’re going on an adventure-!

-He says between his biscuit, though it comes out a bit garbled. He notices the Hatter quicken his pace - the Hare retaliates by quickening his pursuit.

What’s the rush? You can’t outrun me, even if you tried ..!

-Funny … his processor was starting to spin. Oh well, priorities first. He swallows the biscuit whole, then turns his attention to the Dormouse.

Let’s make deal - help me catch him, and I’ll be nice for a change~

-He chuckles, nearly stumbling as he nearly loses sight of Wheeljack escaping.

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

No way! I'm not dumb enough to be tricked by you. You both just killed the nice stranger! -He replied in an upset tone and continued to squirm in his servo. After a moment, he pouted and folded his arms together, moving his gaze ahead to the Mad Hatter.- 

-He then tapped his chin, getting a sudden idea. If he went along with this for now, he could sneak away as soon as the two were distracted.-

Ugh. Fine! Just let me go already before you crush me. You shouldn't grab someone like that anyway! -He said and continued to squirm.-

[heroicflier-blog]

In Wonderland: Drift Edition

[thestalkingmoodlight]

Wheeljack couldn’t help the cackle that escaped him, as he stood up.

“Afraid I have duties to attend too, do enjoy the tea.”

Reaching into his subspace, he produced a small tablet. Plopping it into his tea, he finished the cup and placed the empty cup on the table.

“I’ve been told my tea has a number of effects on mechs.”

Giving a court bow, the Mad Hatter left with his hands clasped behind his back and chuckling to himself.

[heroicflier-blog]

Starscream took a bit of time to realize that he was feeling …drousy? Tired maybe, who knows. Maybe its just from him over-working so much. His optics focus, or at least try to on the tiny mech that skitters around the table-top. 

What was he doi—?! Next thing he knows is that a lilleth egg was craked onto his face plating and swallows a bit of the egg’s substances. It did have a nice flavor but before he can say anything, the mech loses consciousness, passing out, and falls against the table-top. 

Everything was happening to him lately, wasn’t it? Well he isn’t quite sure why… However, the Mad Hatter’s tea did effect the flier no doubt, so much that it kills..well, is supposed to. However, where did that lilleth egg fit it? Starscream would soon find out once he would awaken. 

[i-willraisehell]

-Had he spotted his associate slipping a tablet, perhaps Jetfire would have refrained from drinking the rest of his tea. However, their swooning guest was distracting him. He jeered gleefully as their tabletop pest smashed a lilleth egg into the white flier’s faceplates.

That won’t do him any good now, now will it?

-He giggled, perhaps more enthusiastically than he would have normally. Once the ‘company’ had grown limp on the table, he vented, glancing towards the departing mech.

Going so soon?

-Stealing the dormouse (and snagging a biscuit between his teeth in the process of doing so) the March Hare flounces right on after the Mad hatter, wings flitting about in interest.

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker produced a loud gasp as soon as the guest fell down against the table, quickly trying to move closer to examine him. He frowned and placed his tiny servos against the stranger's armor, shaking it uselessly.- Wake up! Don't di-- Ah! Hey!

-He yelped as soon as the March Hare plucked him away from the table. He struggled to look back at the stranger's body on the table, whining as he tried to wiggle out the servo trapping him-

Let me go, bully! 

-He cried before trying to bite the March Hare's hand, despite knowing how futile his actions were.- 

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

Going on hiatus with TC. Don't know when I'll feel like playing him again. 

[heroicflier-blog]

In Wonderland: Drift Edition

[thestalkingmoodlight]

“The sooner the better, partner.”

Dimming his optics, Wheeljack enjoyed his tea as he relaxed into his chair. Shame about the noisy company, although if it kept up the pets might arrive. That was always a fun sight to see.

“Have as much tea as you please; just don’t let the pest have any.”

Opening an optic, the Mad Hatters optics turned yellow. “It’s poisonous to pests.” 

[heroicflier-blog]

Starscream blinks and continues on being somewhat on the quiet side of things. Not wanting to get involved in anything bad, if something were to happen…

Looking down at the small flier. Debating to be nice or not, he doesn’t want to be well, hurt from whatever creatures they’re speaking about or the two of them. 

"Why do you want my tea?" He states cooly, “It’s the same as yours, comes from that kettle over there." He points to. Nothing nice and nothing too cruel, just for his liking, I guess. 

Then he hears the Mad Hatter say something, and takes his tea up and away from the ‘pest’ as they call it. “Thanks," he states towards the mech and drinks more of it, downing it so that it’s empty. None for the little one, I guess….

[i-willraisehell]

When I get to it, love.

-He takes a sip of his tea with narrowed optics, attention on their company. Without the lilleth’s yolk which the other had ommitted, it would only be a matter of time before the beverage took its toll on their guest. Knowing the Mad Hatter, it would be something worth seeing. Jetfire smirks, swirling his drink.

Now - don’t you feel so much better after that? Refreshing, no?

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker glanced from the tea cup, frowning as he watched the stranger drink it. His wings wilted down in realization and he quickly glanced back to the other two mechs. They had no doubt did something to the stranger's tea if he wasn't allowed to drink any. 

Quickly, he glanced around the table, trying to think of any of the ingredients he noticed while the Mad Hatter prepared the tea. His attention was focused on the lilleth eggs. They had been used in the tea Jetfire and Wheeljack had. He remember its taste after being locked in one the teapots. 

Quickly he narrowed his optics at the pair and he darted to the teapot he had hid his own lilleth egg in. He dives in and pulls out the small egg as fast as he can manage, minding to keep far away from both the Mad Hatter and the March Hare's servos. No doubt they would stop him.-

Here! Try this! It's delicious! -he cries as he flies at the stranger's face. He speeds up with enough force to break the egg on impact on the white mech's face and gathers some of the yolk on his face, pushing it inside his mouth as quickly as he could.-

Oops! -he said with an innocent smile and flashed a grin at Wheeljack and Jetfire.-

[i-willraisehell]

Playtime's over

[moesaurus-blog]

"Jetfire?" he says, looking Thundercracker over.  “We’ll discuss all that later.  You two need assistance right now."

He looks over Thundercracker’s battered frame, but sees no fatal injuries.  He then looks to Starscream, still unconscious.  “Knocked out but still functioning," he says to Thundercracker.  “Though, to be honest, I’m not sure for how much longer.  We need to get him to the medbay right now."

He opens up a comm link immediately to contact Megatron.  »Megatron, are you there?  I have Thundercracker and Starscream with me.  They’ve been in a fight and need medical assistance at once.«  He sends Megatron their location in the base and keeps his line open so his leader can contact him back.

"Don’t worry, you’ll be alright.  We have help on the way," he says to Thundercracker.

[calculatron]

A few months since his surrender and Megatron had been allowed a few more inches of freedom. No more shackles…most of the time. It seemed his liberty was fleeting, subject to Prime’s whims and paranoia. Luckily for Megatron, a distress signal comes in during one of his spare moments unshackled. The mention of Starscream causes him to become careless and he leaves with no regard to stealth. Prime could fetch him later, if he so felt it. Megatron had already been helpless to save his crewmen once, and he wouldn’t let it happen again. 

»It’s good to hear a friendly voice again. I’m en route to help.«

Following Deathsaurus’ coordinates, his haste makes the flight short. Doubtless, Prime had felt his distress through their bond, and Megatron would need to get the others safe before and if Prime decided to come hunting for him.

Megatron’s landing is hot and fast, sending grit flying into the air. “Deathsaurus! I have many words to exchange, and I must know what happened to these two, but please, tell me on the way. Time is precious"

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker made a pained whine and moved his servos to the ground, trying to push himself up to stand. He shifts his gaze from Deathsaurus and Starscream, jolting when he hears Megatron. Thundercracker stared in silence, trying to keep his optics focused on his leader.- M-megatron...

You're here... -Thundercracker murmured and suddenly closed his optics again. Finally...he felt like he could rest. Starscream could be helped. His wings flickered as relief washed over him, and he suddenly fell forward. With all the energon he had leaked, it was a miracle he was able to stand again.-

[i-willraisehell]

Playtime's over

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker slowly lifts his gaze up to Deathsaurus as he arrives and tightens his grip on Starscream’s servo. Time seemed to slow for a brief time and he leaned closer to his trinemate.- Starscream…I’m sorry. If only I got here sooner…or was smarter to think of a quicker way to get rid of Jetfire. I promise. I’ll try harder. You need a soldier to help you. Not a…harlequin. Just…wake up. Please.

-He felt the full impact of how worn and tired he was. Smiling weakly, he fell forward, laying against Starscream’s chest. His optics immediately closed and he slowly released the other flier’s hand.-

[moesaurus-blog]

Deathsaurus does a quick once-over of the surroundings.  Whatever had attacked Thundercracker was now gone, leaving only Starscream and Thundercracker behind.  He cautiously puts his sword away, stepping forward, to help.  When he gets close, he can hear Thundercracker speaking to Starscream, shortly before collapsing onto Starscream’s chest.

"It’s alright, I’ve got you," he says to Thundercracker, unsure if the flyer can even hear him.  He crouches down and shifts to pick Thundercracker up, off of their commander.  Being much smaller than Deathsaurus, Thundercracker is easy to pick up with one arm.  He holds the jet over his shoulder, and he bends down again to pick up the limp form of their second-in-command.

Picking Starscream up tends to be more of a task, since he is of the same height as Deathsaurus.  Deathsaurus maneuvers him the best he can, eventually getting him onto his opposite shoulder, and he grunts, picking them both up.

"Almost home," he mutters to himself, walking towards the opening the stellar spanner had created.  Once he is back on the other side, he moves inside the room, putting the two down as carefully as he can, before standing up and turning the device off.

Once he has done so, he walks back over to the two.  He pats Thundercracker on the face.  “Thundercracker?  Can you hear me?"

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker had flickered his optics and weakly tried to fight off whoever had approached him. It took him a few seconds to register the familiar armor and he made a soft vent out of relief. The next few moments seemed to pass by in a blur. He was picked up and supported against Deathsaurus' shoulder. Starscream as well, if the flash of red and white was correct.

The next thing he can concentrate on is something...or someone touching his face? He opens his optics and pants in pain, trying to focus.-  Deathsaurus...I'm alive...Ha...Jetfire had Starscream prisoner. I chased him for so long...I finally got there...but he's just so powerful...It was a game to him. 

-Thundercracker stammers and struggles to keep his head up to stare at Deathsaurus.- 

Starscream...How's Starscream?! -He asks suddenly and tries to move to see the other flier.-

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

(( I feel like I should take a break with TC. I'm gonna be on a hiatus with him for a little while. ))

[heroicflier-blog]

In Wonderland: Drift Edition

[thestalkingmoodlight]

“I suggest you keep it down, or you might wake my pets.”

Saying no more on the subject, the Mad Hatter took another sip of his tea. Enjoying the taste but not the company, so noisy and obnoxious. At least their guest wasn’t too loud, for now anyway.

Turning to his partner, the engineer took another sip of his tea, “Be a dear and deal with our pest problem later would you? I’ll make you some of those treats you lie so much.”

Jetfires obsession with Dinobot treats was worrying but they made a very useful bribe. The shuttle would do almost anything for some, perhaps he should train the March Hare.

“More tea? A fly swatter for the pest behind you?”

Attention on their guest now, Wheeljack poured himself more tea.

[heroicflier-blog]

Starscream moves his servos out to get a cup of tea…of course it would be rude to not take a cup or two. He pours some into his cup and hums softly. “Mmm,” he hums. “It’s rather tasty with a tang to it.” 

The little wings on his shoulders furrow as he blinks. Looking up to see how the little one was dragged and abused. He wants to say something but keeps his mouth shut. But to only blink when the little one is now behind his shoulder?

Turning to the Mad Hatter, “Sure and I don’t think a swatter is necessary. Thanks.” 

He slowly sips at his tea as he continues to hum quietly to himself. This must be a dream…but wow is it just…fantastic. No harm…no nothing… He was liking this already.

[i-willraisehell]

Bullies-!

-The March Hare mocked the little dormouse, flicking some of his lilleth yolk at him. Of course, this doesn’t last long - delicious treats? The Wheeljack definitely had his attention now. Nodding, Jetfire heeds his mad partner’s words, giving their guest a meek glance.

His ‘pets’ are actually quite fascinating, wouldn’t you know it …

-And even more fascinating was was the fact that they were engineered.

Drink up.

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker whined after getting some yolk flicked at him. He sighed and wiped it off himself as much as he could before spotting that some had landed on the stranger's shoulder. He frowned and flew down to the table, picking up a soft cloth.-

Sorry! -He quickly began to wipe the yolk, mainly ignoring himself, until it was gone. He then flew down to the table and began to clean himself off. Occasionnally, he glances back to both the Mad Hatter and the March Hare, giving them suspicious glares. He glances to the stranger's teacup  after a moment and rubs his chin as he watches.-

Can I try your tea? -Thundercracker asks innocently and flies up to his his cup. He gives the stranger a smile and looks at the tea in cup intently. Chances are, if the stranger was nice to him, he was the kind of person the Matter and the Hare loved to harm when they got the chance.- 

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker blinks and tilts his head.- Clone? Oh, no. I believe you might be thinking of another mech. I’ve never been a clone! I’ve had these colors since…well..since I joined the Decepticons!

[the-jazzman-blog]

“Huh… That must make ya from ‘nother dimension, right? Somethin’ ‘bout dimensional tears and all that jive?”

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

Yes! That would be correct. -Thundercracker replies cheerily. He then claps his servos together.- In fact, if I could obtain your coordinates, I could visit you with our stellar spanner in no time flat. 

Oh, that reminds me. You see, many consider us to be like Autobots, while the Autobots are compared to Decepticons. I know it sounds odd, but that’s it.

[the-jazzman-blog]

“‘Cons actin’ like ‘Bots and ‘Bots actin’ like ‘Cons,” he mused. “Trippy. That must be some backwards world ya got goin’ on there.” Only then does he consider the first half of what Thundercracker had said. “So what’s a ‘stellar spanner’?”

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker nods again and continues to make a large smile.- It allows us to travel across universes. Like I said, if I had your coordinates, I could come to visit in a matter of moments!

[the-jazzman-blog]

“Thundercracker, huh? That makes ya one a’ Starscream’s clone, don’t it?” Taking some time to study the screen, Jazz does notice a few differences, particularly the obvious. “Though ya definitely changed colors since last I knew a’ you.”

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker blinks and tilts his head.- Clone? Oh, no. I believe you might be thinking of another mech. I’ve never been a clone! I’ve had these colors since…well..since I joined the Decepticons!

[the-jazzman-blog]

“Huh… That must make ya from ‘nother dimension, right? Somethin’ ‘bout dimensional tears and all that jive?”

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

Yes! That would be correct. -Thundercracker replies cheerily. He then claps his servos together.- In fact, if I could obtain your coordinates, I could visit you with our stellar spanner in no time flat. 

Oh, that reminds me. You see, many consider us to be like Autobots, while the Autobots are compared to Decepticons. I know it sounds odd, but that's it.

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

the-jazzman has been detected with the stellar spanner.

Oh, hello! It’s always fun to talk with a new face. My name is Thundercracker!

[the-jazzman-blog]

“Thundercracker, huh? That makes ya one a’ Starscream’s clone, don’t it?” Taking some time to study the screen, Jazz does notice a few differences, particularly the obvious. “Though ya definitely changed colors since last I knew a’ you.”

[shatteredrainbowflier-blog]

-Thundercracker blinks and tilts his head.- Clone? Oh, no. I believe you might be thinking of another mech. I've never been a clone! I've had these colors since...well..since I joined the Decepticons!