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MID-HIATUS MEME / TDM #?

Downtown Los Angeles has been overrun! A horde of aggressive plant-life has attacked the city, threatening buildings, property, government officials, and the general well being of loyal citizens. The plants have appeared in all shapes and sizes, from more humanoid to less (basically whatever the heck you want. Go crazy.). Heroes around the city have been called in to help deal with the pandemonium.

What you do is up to you, but here are a few suggestions:

Heroes - Fight some plant monsters, evacuate some buildings, save the mayor. The world is your oyster.
Civilians - Do you want to be near the monsters? If no, run. If yes, maybe get those cameras ready, give your favorite caped crusaders a hand (or a hinderance)
Villains - Take advantage of the pandemonium to check some stuff of your evil to do list. Get some plant monsters to do your bidding. Laugh at some heroes.

This is a small meme thread to help get those Capital H gears turning. All characters are welcome, even if they aren't in the game. Consider this an unofficial Test Drive if you'd like. Action or networking logs are fair game, just be sure to make it clear in your starter.

Post here with your character's name and canon in the subject.

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A.

Here's a robot who's not helping in any way at all.

High above the chaos, Starscream's taken the opportunity to perch up on a medium-sized building and peer over it's edge, casually enjoying the pandemonium below. Like, really enjoying. He chuckles a little whenever a car goes flying, or some hero gets punched into a wall.

"How truly pathetic that these humans can't fend off a little bit of unruly plant life," he chuckles to no one in particular.

He's not expecting an answer.

B.

And of course, in true Starscream fashion, not much longer after that he finds himself eating those words.

He probably made the idiotic mistake of touching down on the ground for just long enough to investigate something, and now he's paying the price for it. When he'd landed, the ground had been clear. At this present moment? It is overrun with thick, vicious vines that are grabbing at everything they can, including Starscream's dainty little ankles. Squealing in an unsightly fashion, the seeker attempted to take flight, only to have the vines pull back.

"Unhand me, you filthy, disgusting-- GAH!!"

They're flinging him around now. Feel free to help? Or point and laugh. Whatever you prefer.

The Monarch had been watching Starscream for quite some time. He couldn't quite decide if Starscream was a self aware (although obviously dim) robot, or a mech-suit. Either way, Monarch wanted him. He hadn't built his empire back up here yet, and what better way to start than by going big?

Using his wings, the Monarch managed to stay above the vines. Not that... he'd almost been caught by them a few times and had been sent shrieking into the air or anything...

Anyway, he stays out of Starscream's reach and decides to make his presence known.

"MORONIC ROBOT!" he starts. Gotta make it clear he's The Boss here. "The Monarch will consider freeing you from those vines if you pledge your allegiance! To my cause!"

That's a lie. He's gonna take that mech-suit for himself the second he can. He's totally got this in the bag.

Edited 2015-08-09 02:13 (UTC)

Starscream's red optics swivel in the direction of that obnoxiously grating voice; a human...? A garishly dressed one, too, and it seems to have rigged up some sort of flight capable mechanism for itself. How droll.

"What!?" he snarls. "Moronic!? How dare you speak to a Decepticon officer in such a disrespectful-- YEEEAA-- Do you know who you're dealing with!?"

Not even violent flora dead set on giving him whiplash can keep this robot from being offended over having his authority slighted.

Oh, it has an attitude. Good.

"What looks like the contender for the stupidest robot of the year!" he laughs, making sure to gently float even further away from Starscream's reach. "I mean, come on! You have wings bigger than most of the cars here!"

Edited 2015-08-09 20:10 (UTC)

"You must have a death wish to continue speaking to me in such a way!" Starscream shrieks, voice pitching up to an obscene level, which is extra undignified, because at the moment a bunch of vines are holding him upside down and preparing to bash his stupid head against the pavement. "I hope those pathetic orange slabs that you call wings are much faster than they look because when I get out of here I am going to-- OW-- GOING TO EVISCERATE YOU!!!"

"Ahahaha!"

That was a laugh, that was very obviously a laugh at Starscream's expense. Monarch isn't too worried about escaping this guy if it does actually go awry. He's big, the Monarch is small and this place is built for small people.

"Maybe I'll just watch you get your brain splattered all over the sidewalk!"

Powered by sheer spite, Starscream somehow manages to free one arm from the plant's grip, transform it into a GUN, and fire a blast off at the Monarch.

Chew on THAT, dickweed.

Despite wanting to keep his laughing villain exterior, the Monarch shrieks and ducks out the way.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" he rolls onto a nearby roof, getting up abruptly and dusting himself off. "Missed me, dumbass!"

...Though he is a bit of a sitting duck up on the roof.

Starscream snarls up in the Monarch's direction furious to have missed He should really be focusing on getting out of these vines, but he has pettier fish to fry!

Which is why he's totally diverting some of his precious time meant for fighting to keep these vines from ripping him limb from limb, to focus on projecting his holomatter avatar up onto the rooftop there.

Suddenly a guy who looks like a greasy black-haired version of Willem Defoe pops up in front of the Monarch and tries to sock him in the face.

Wow okay what the fuck bro!!! The Monarch gets socked, but, well, he's used to fighting. He could take on a horde of Guild robots, he can take on this joker.

...Is this the pilot? Why the fuck is Willem Defoe piloting a robot?

He recovers from the punch, then fires some darts from his wrist mounted gun. Because obviously this is an actual human and not some hard light magic.

The avatar flinches, bracing for impact, but of course the darts just go right through it without issue. Avatar Starscream blinks, and then smirks, and then starts chuckling darkly.

"Pitiful human... haven't you seen hard-light technology before?" More snickering happens, because Starscream is full of laughter at other people's expense. Among being full of other things. "How terribly sad and primitive.

Okay. This isn't going as planned and the Monarch has no henchmen to order to fight this guy.

That being said, he didn't get to the level of villainy he is at by being a quitter. Maybe if he can get this guy monologuing, he can figure something out. Distract the source to kill the light, as it well. The Monarch holds his hands up in a defensive position, backing up to the edge of the roof, being mindful not to get too close. Just enough to see Starscream himself.

"What, like it's something new? Please."

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