I don’t know if I’m up to the task, but do you think I should run for threadmod on the WOF wiki? I’m not nearly as active as I use to be. But a large part of me still feels like running for the position.
Probably really brooding and far more mature than Strafe's. He'd be far more war-like, and less hesitant to kill than the normal Strafe, but would still have a kind heart, and would be a naturally born leader.
They could be fighting over some sort of small dispute over honor and dignity, where the Predacons offended them somehow and the Dinobots took it way out of hand. You saw how Var acted with Jean... Just times that by 10.
Eernal Seperation... Basically, After Flarina and Strafe reveal their feelings with Eachother, Flarina wants to spend the rest of her life with the Dinobots and Strovekey, But she has to go back to the Predacon kingdom, forever. Otherwise, Predaking would continue to attack the Dinobots. And if he found out about Flarina's relashionship, he'd kill her. She would have to go back to convince Predaking NOT to go to war with the Dinobots. And she apparently has a murderous second-in-command trying to take over her spot as the war general, so she has to prevent that from happening.
Well, besides Reaper, are any of them going to appear in the Crossover?
Okay, and what would Straovekey's reaction be to being called stupid? And what's something that would really enrage him?
I've written part of the prologue, and what happens so far is that Straovkey and Predaking are sitting among a crowd of Predacons. Straovkey gives Predaking a gift, which is an Energon mine. Predaking accepts but lets it slip that he thinks Straovekey is stupid for giving out a free mine.
Those could both work, but I think the first one would be better. I think that Strafe is kinda a loyalist type of person, who values loyalty and would not hesitate to avenge a friend that he once knew. Kind of like this Strafe with Flare...
I'm not a big fan of the cold. Lived in the South my whole life, and I love 80 degree weather, not 40. My break is after monday, tuesday, and wednesday, but my parents are going to just let me skip wednesday.
I've always been really good with social studies. I got a perfect score on the end of grade test last year. It's weird that I did terrible on my English exam though, seeing as how much I'm on here and everything.
Lucky! It gets pretty darn cold here...Like now, it’s about -10 degrees out. But I find the winter and cold refreshing in some ways. We have a full week of school, then the week off.
My S.S. teacher was pretty chill last year. Actually, I’d say last year was my best year in all of my school experience. But what’s weird is that I always end up scoring above-average for English, but Average for math.
Don’t worry about that, you’re a really good writer!
Aw, thank you! That really means a lot to me! You're a really good writer too! All your ideas are really creative and interesting, and you put things together really well, which leads to great plots. Also, you have fantastic imagery and are very descriptive, which just makes the writing so much better.
I absolutely love the character development and philosophies you put in, and even more the plot twists.. They’re always epic and unexpected, and they always catch me by surprise. And your writing is also very descriptive. It describes the characters and their action in a short and sweet, but efficient way.
I can't really think of any philosophies I've put in though. I like how much Flare changed, and how much of an interesting character she is. All her motivations for how she is are all so realistic that I can't help but empathize with her.
Well, Flare has changed a lot. But look at Strafe and Cutthroat! Tell me they weren’t the same characters you started off with? Cutthroat went through some pretty serious stuff, with Trona’s conflict. It’s true he became colder, but he made the ultimate sacrifice in the end, to live up to being called a hero. And Strafe had his own amazing development. Like, the lone Dinobot with unbearable guilt at the beginning of Disappearing Ocean, versus the brave, loyal, and loving Dinobot he is now.
If I were to sum up the overall moral of all the Roleplays we did, it would be “Love and Kindness Beats All”.
Look how our characters didn’t give up on eachother in terrible situations. From the Lord Endgame roleplay where Trona didn’t give up on her Predacons, because she loved them. And the lack of kindness between Endgame and Cutthroat resulted in a loss between Cutthroat in Trona, which allowed contempt to overtake their relationship.
Then you have the classic relationship between Strafe and Flare. Their love for each other allows them to overcome obstacles, and save each other. Multiple times over.
Even between Ataxia and Sundor, Strafe and Flare, or Jean and Pegasus. To each one, the other means something to them. So when they’re gone, the other seeks revenge.
Or really, really depressing. In all of those relationships someone, even if not both of the people die, some in sadder ways than others. Flare's death after Strafe lied to her about never loving her, Strafe dying with his guilt, Jean seeking revenge on the now-dead Endgame for Pegasus. I think that even Endgame's death was depressing.
His relationship with Trona wasn't really an actual love-type relationship, but they still had that connection with each other. I thought that one of Ataxia's best moments was her calling Trona a murderer for killing Sundor, because of how ironic it was, yet it just showed how much she cared for him.
All death is depressing, whether a character is an antagonist or good. Ataxia’s relation to Sundor goes to show that even the worst have someone that care about them. I find both her death, and Sundor’s, ironic. Even more ironic is Flare's death. She just died in the wrong moment, and it cost her and Strafe a lot.
And Endgame’s death was VERY depressing. So was Cutthroat’s. They had so much in common! It’s too bad they hate each other.
What’s EVEN sadder is the reincarnations. Just when you think everyone’s happy in the Afterlife, they come back into a world of suffering.
That is one of the strangest things I have ever heard, and yet it is absolutely brilliant. Endgame was already a pteranodon/Predacon hybrid, so that works perfectly. If they raise him right, he might be able to grow up to be someone far nicer than he was in all the RPs.
I think waiting till after Sesunout's defeat would be best. A sibling would be cool too, maybe his brother/sister could be the nice, quiet, perfect one, and he could by the spiteful, angry, manipulative, and highly intelligent one.
Also, do you remember when I told you that the names would give something really big away? Well, I was hinting at Sesunout being Strafe's reincarnation. Sesunout's name literally translates to "Swoop" in Czech.
Or run the names through Latin, Lithunian, or, in TriStrach's case, Slovakian. Most, if not every name of each character has a deeper meaning behind it, and I put a very long effort into finding the perfect name.
I mentioned earlier how Strafe split his personality into two heads, one being the kind and empathetic one that you know, the one in control of the body, and the overly violent, cold, cruel, uncaring one. Technically, both of them are the reincarnations, one (Streamline) being the good one, with the other (Sesunout) being the malevolent and cruel one, bent on the return of the Dinobots, and their retaking of Cybertron.
Yeah, he was more of support, although his name was definitely the most time consuming. First, he was actually a moganopterus, a pterosaur named for the blade-like structure of its beak. A rapier is a long, thin sword that is primarily used for thrusting, which worked perfectly with Rapier being a moganopterus.
Nope. I make the name for the character, not the character for the name. Only difference between these pterosaurs is that Streamline is the only Pteranodon. Sesunout's a cretornis, and Rapier's a moganopterus.
I actually use most of the same Ocs, but they're apperance varies per universe. So Flare is also one of my WOF ocs. It would be cool if we had the exceptionally large Pterosaur, Quetzal.
Also, I forgot to mention this earlier. But I was chatting with one of my schoolfriends today, and we got into a conversation about Roleplaying. I told her about Wikia, and this wikia. She watched the series, so she said she might give it a try.
A lot of my characters come from some aspect of myself, but most are just inspired by other things I love. Most characters don't develop in the way I plan, so I've just stopped planning characters. I start with a character, and then I just make the character's development from random experiences.
Did you know that the Strafe x Flare ship was never even supposed to happen? It was only supposed to be this one joke that Sundor said, and that was it. Then, Flare nearly died, and that's when I went with the ship.
It's pretty funny wht I did with all my charecters..I ended up making two family trees for litterally all my WOF ocs. (It was easy, since most of them are Hybrids). oOrif I ever make new charecters, I just make them a sibling/child/soulmate of one of my existing ocs. But anyways, writning with out planning is a good tactic, esspecially when you're roleplaying.
It would be cool if someone eventually made the roleplay into and actual animated (alternate ) sequal, or at least a publihed, proffesional novel. I mean, it's just a fun thought.
It's kind of funny, since the ship Strafe X Flare had crossed my mind sometime in Dissappearing Ocean, but I thought they had too much of a diferance in their personalities. I was intending For Blackjack to be a potential romatic interest for Blue Flare, but it didn't work out. But Strare is way better than that ship could ever be.
Also, were you always intending for Sundor to be a traitor? Or dd it just happen?
It just kind of happened. As a matter of fact, Whiplash's death wasn't planned either. I just figured Sesunout would be more of an interesting villain. I did have some plans for Sesunout from the start, where he was supposed to be the reincarnation and not Streamline, but they I remembered Strafe's two personalities.
I would have ben shocked if Streamline wasn' the reincarnation...Sesonut has to much of a differing personality. I think Flare will be very conflicted about fighting Sesonut, She'll see him as a part of Strafe, and won't want to fight him.
Ooo! Or Maybe he could approach Blue Flare, and convice her that he is the real Strafe, and that Streamline is the fraud!
Who should tell Before? Should we message her on her wall? ))
Also, I just noticed Knockout and Breakdown have a really good ship name! Knockdown, and Breakout!))
Flare stared up at the giant, magnificent body. Her spark skipped a beat and she narrowed her eyes on confusion. Swishing her tail thoughtfully, she ran her talon down the Quezal's body, pausing at the Dinobot.
He wants me to be a Dinobot... She thought. Doesn't he think I'm perfect?
She reluctantly gazes back at Sesonut. "I'm sorry..." she murmured softly. "I can't accept. I'm a Predacon...not a Dinobot. Being among Dinobots is one thing. Being a Dinobot is another. The body is magnificent and all...but no thanks."
(I don't know. I could do it, but I think she's done with roleplaying)
"No thanks? No thanks! I wasn't asking you whether you wanted to be a Dinobot or not! You will be a Dinobot, and that's final!" It was clear that she was beginning to get afrais of the one she thought she loved, so he tried to calm himself.
He spoke quieter and more gently, placing his wing along her neck, where her new Dinobot insignia would be when he improved her.
"Besides, why do you want to be some repulsive Predacon when you could be something so much better? When you could be perfection?"
Flare stiffened at his touch, once again moving away from him. Unconsciously, she touched each of her shoulders with her wingtips. The Decepticon insignia, which she had practically forgot was there, and the Predacon Insignia, of her prideful, tough, beautiful species. Her spark fluttered with pride at that one.
“I...I..” She stuttered, staring up at her supposed lover. Her spark, which had gain a moment of confidence, sank. She took a moment to look over her injured body.
Things about her Predacon appeared to her eye. Things about it that hadn’t been there before. Her large wings, the size of her pride, suddenly appeared odd and clunky to the ratio of her body. Her lean face that housed all her smiles, was now twisted like a rat’s. Her nimble, agile size was weak. The scars and wounds that she thought gave her a tough look, were like ugly marks on even uglier plating.
“Really..?” Flare crouched shamefully down. “All this time, you thought I was repulsive? All those months we spent together?”
I feel pretty bad for him too...Hopefully this finally ends in a happy reunion. ))
Flare begun to silently cry, tears rolling down her snout. She gave a final look at the body, and it’s pristine, perfect appearance. She could see the anger building up in Sensonuts eyes, knowing he would lose his temper if she argued further. She feared him.
“I’ll do it!” She yelled. Not out of willingness, but fear. “Fine. I’ll accept the scrappin new body”
"Good! I'm so happy that you're finally able to see everything my way!" Cheeriness overtaking his anger, he swept her up in his wing and moved her to a new room. A young achilobator quickly stopped what she was doing and bowed, before Sesunout allowed her to stand.
Energetically, she spoke to Flare. "So, you must be Flare! My lord has told us many great things about you! I trust you've already seen your new greatness?" The achillobator didn't wait for an answer, but just continued speaking. "You know, I used to be like you. Weak, wrong, but my lord showed me the light. He made me into one of his loyal servants! He made me a Dinobot!"
She flicked her tail to a table. "Lie down, Flare. We'll show you who you were meant to be as well..."
Flare took a moment before pausing to interpret the achillobator blabber. “Wait...You mean you weren’t born a Dinobot?” She placed only her wing on the bed, wanting to delay the process as long as possible. “And what do you mean servant? She almost spat out the word. Now she was Strafe servant? Wasn’t she supposed to be his Queen?
“Totally…” Flare muttered. She place one of her foretalons easily on the table, before falling onto her back dramatically. She shifted her feet like a turtle on its shell.
“Oh my!” She falsely exclaimed. “My stupid, nonexistent foot. I can’t seem to climb up onto the table. Will you kindly help me, Venomtongue.” She was mildly amused by her own drama. She knew the Achillobator’s smaller size would take longer to haul her onto the table, than Sesonut.
"No. I'll do it." Sesunout pushed Venom-Tongue aside, and she just happily rebounded, standing behind him. Sesunout reached down and placed Flare on the table, smiling viciously. Suddenly, he leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"Remember what Venom-Tongue said? I'm going to reprogram you as well. Oh, Flare, you're going to love me more than anything in the world."
Flare’s eyes went wide with realization, and she slashed out with all the energy her weak body could muster. Sesonut stumbled back from the sudden, lifting his face to reveal three gashes below an optic.
The tiny Predacon stared at the Dinobot, curling her claws contemptuously. First the Vipiricons, then Unicron, and now this lousy excuse for a Dinobot?
“I’ll be keeping my sanity and body!” She snarled down; and she stood to reveal she was quite steady, even on three legs. “You're Not Strafe. He would never change me in such ways! He- the REAL Staroveky, thinks I’m perfect. Like I am. I won’t ever love you, Tyrant! “
"Heresy! How dare you defame your master in such ways! It must be the Predacon side of you... When I'm done, that side of you will be gone! When I'm done, you shall be nothing but my mindless loving Dinobot. Tonight the old Flare dies, and the real Flare rises!"
He slammed the smaller Predacon back, forcing her into a wall. "And if you won't love me willingly... I'll make you love me!"
Flare hissed, her chest heating up and glowing. “Strafe” merely stuck her snout aside, sending a shower of sparks flying towards Venom-Tongue.
“You won't win.” She growled weakly at Seasonut. “Whatever you’re planning to do, Trona and Strafe will stop you. Just because you’ve won one battle, dosen’t mean you’ve won the war. They’ll come for you. I’ll be free.”
"Strafe? I am Strafe!" Sesunout lifted the Predacon by one leg, before having Venom-Tongue (who was covered in several burns) attach some long wires to her snout. Sesunout chuckled happily as she tried to resist.
"Don't worry Flare, loving me as my own kind won t hurt."
Flare tried to comically lick the wires from her face, and she continued to Thrash about..
I’m sorry Strafe. I’m sorry Trona. She thought silently. She was running out of time, seeing the now burned Venom-tongue working away. I’ve been a fool in so many ways. I’ve been weak. I wish I could turn back time, and have one last embrace with you. No one ever stood beside me like you two did. I never understood a true friend until I met you. I forgive you, if you’ve ever done anything to wrong me. And I hope that, someday, you can do the same for me..
The last thing she saw was Seasonut’s maniced smile and a bright flash of light, before everything went black.
"Yes! Yes!" Sesunout cried out happily as light began to fade from Flare's optics. "How long until here reconditioning is complete?"
Venom-Tongue continued pressing things on the console nearby. "Not long, my lord. I'd say about... Now!"
There was a loud mechanical whirring as two bright blue eyes flickered on on the quetzo's body. It stumbled forward awkwardly, clearly not accustomed to movement in this new form. Sesunout was immediately there, helping her back up.
Flare leaned one wing on Seasonut, trying to grip with her much smaller, stilt-like feet. After a brief moment, she withdrew her wings, and fell into an awkward bow. “Thank you, my lord. It feels thrilling.” She smiled at the satisfied look on Sesonut’s face. His happiness was her happiness.
She glanced over his shoulder, at the empty dragon body lying behind her lord. “Is that my body? It looks hideous!”
"I'm afraid it is, my beautiful quetzocoatlus. Oh, you are so beautiful now... Your so perfect now. I'm sure that beautiful body fits you better than your nasty old one, doesn't it?" He knew what she had been conditioned to say. He knew what she now felt powerless not to say ... But he needed to know anyways.
"And what do you think about that repulsive other Strafe?"
“Hideous! An Imposter! Quite a pathetic excuse for our magnificent species, if you ask me. And such a threat to the throne will not be tolerated. “ She transformed, easily moving about in her human mode. It appeared quite similar to her last one, except larger. She banged two fists together for effect.
"Oh, yesss..." Hearing her say that made his smile grow far larger than it had earlier. "How I love to hear you love me so. Do go on..." If there was one thing that clingy Achillobator could do, it would be neural reconditioning. From a furious warrior to a worshipping fangirl! This was perfect!
“Ooo, oo, Did I mention how Handsome you look? You’re so generous for giving me this beautiful body-However, even it’s beauty and perfection could not compare to yours.By Primus, I love you. Wait-Forget Primus! You’re my god now! I shall serve well, my lord.”
Venom-Tongue really was good. It hasn't even been five minutes and he was already a god to her! He could have so much fun with his new pet... "And I love you too, my darling. But I know you love me more." He raised his head high above her in pride. Flare was already worshipping her new Master, and he knew that she never was going to stop. The old Flare was gone now, and he loved what had replaced her.
“Gladly! I love you more than Cybertron, more than all the galaxies and cosmos combined. Infinitive! I’d tear of my wings for you. I’d fight an armada of terrorcons for you! I’d kill every human in existence for you. Just say the command, and consider it done. You’re the answer to all my problems. I’ve been so misguided all along. You’re a ray of light that appeared, when I didn’t even know I was in darkness!”
(Ten years later)
“ I can praise you for decades! It’s indescribable how much I adore you.Like I cannot even...Like. I swear! In your name, you mean the life, the light, the planet to me. You’re so brave, so kind, so ambitious yet so affectionate. I dedicate myself to you! My life to you. My loyalty, my trust, my soul, my body. Everything! “
"Aww, good girl. I always knew that you loved me." He gently reached down and pushed her head up to see him. It was time to rest her... "Now my pet, transform." She happily obliged. Time for a bigger task. "And to prove just how much you love me..." A small head looked her way into the room, giving him and idea.
“Yes! YES!” Blue Flare was practically shrieking at the excitement of being ordered. She raced across the room as fast as her scrawny, shaky legs would carry her, silently scolding herself for not running faster. Her bulk towered above Venom-tongue.
With a SNAP of her long, scissor-like beak, she snapped Venom-Tongue neck. Turning her head to display her kill, she smiled. Blue liquid was smeared across Flare’s beak tip, and the Archillobator’s limp body dangled there. Marching back to Seasonut, she laid the lifeless body at his talons, and sat down like an obedient dog. “Have I proven my loyalty?” She asked eagerly.
"Oh yes, my darling. Your loyalty has quite been proven." He reached his wing down to wipe the Energon off of her beak. He quickly picked it off his wing, enjoying all of its beautiful tastes. "Now, my loyal pet... Enjoy your kill. Devour it... Enjoy every single beautiful flavor." He smiled at her happily obedient expression.
Flare smiled at the way he touched her bill. It made her tense and excited on the inside, knowing she had the love of such a being, merely at the cost of herself. She tentatively lowered her beak to move the body towards Seasonut.
“Are you sure you don’t want her, my lord? I’d be honored if you ate it for me. After all, my efforts are for you-not for reward.”
"And your pleasure is my reward." He thought for a moment before pushing the corpse towards her and taking a small bit of the Energon in his wing, gently placing it across her beak. "Why don't we enjoy this together, love?"
Flare eagerly licked the Energon from her bill,swishing it around her beak enjoying it's Energizing flavor before swallowing it. She was sure to lap up every drop of it from the outside of her bill, not wanting to waste her reward. Raising her claw above Venom-Tongue's neck, she sliced it open further. More Energon poured out, which she collected awkwardly in a wing and smeared over her lord's bill. "Alright, my master."
"My perfect Flare, how I love you." He gracefully tore the body apart, dragging out her internal organs and lapping out her Energon. "Doesn't servitude feel so good, Flare? I'm sure there are so many more amazing ways to reward you... No, both of us. We'll enjoy everything together."
“Yes! Yes!” Flare exclaimed. Not excited about the rewards, but about the togetherness, and being with him. “I’ll do that for eternity!” Oh, how she loved to spend time with Seasonut. His mere presence flattered her beyond belief. “Serving you is heaven, My lord.”
She slammed her wing down on part of the tail, dragging it away. With her sharp beak, made to tear carcasses apart, she picked up the piece of Energon-soaked metal. Lifting her head, she crunched the exoskeleton against the roof of her mouth, letting it tumble down her throat.
Sesunout placed his wing over Flare's, chomping down into Venom-Tongue's wiring and metal, devouring her spark. Having Flare with him was the most pleasurable experience he ever had! Oh, why had he never tried this before?
Of Course!” Flare yelled, lowering her bill to blush. “But more importantly, are you enjoying this, My King?” The fake Strafe had never done anything like this with her! Never spent this type of time with her. Never rewarded and flattered her in such ways. Never showed her his supposed love.
(I can just imagine Strafe right now, out there saving the world or something, and these two insane pterosaurs are just devouring a former friend.)
"Oh yes, my darling, of course I'm loving this. Every moment with the one I love is precious to me. Unlike that treacherous other Strafe." Sesunout nudged her beak with his, warm up beside her. "I told you your transformation would be great!"
Classic Cannibalistic Pterodactyls. I wonder what his reaction would be.
Speaking of which, I think I have a good idea. What if Nightingale....became a Vipiricon?Maybe even willingly. It could provide a great plotline for her and Strafe to forgive eachother in the future. And did Cutthroat talk to her yet?)
"It is! In five minutes of being a Dinobot, I've had more fun than five millenium of being a Predacon!" She warmed up to hi, draping a wing around Sesonut. "Waaay better than Streamline." She purred in conclusion.
(Well, Cutthroat's feeling a little dead at the moment. Leave a message at the beep?)
"I am, aren't I?" Sesunout rubbed his beak up against her wing, hissing happily. This was on punishment for everything that Streamline had ever done to him. He had the one he loved right at his wingtips, and there was nothing he could do about it!
Flare turned to press her own, long bill against Seasonut’s. Sparse drops of Energon dripped of the ends, and she worked to lap it away. The happy hiss from her lord was like a sweet lullaby to her ears. “So, what now?” She asked.
"For now we enjoy the sweetness of the moment. Tomorrow... You meet my servants, and we begin what I have been planning for a long time- the retaking of Cybertron by its rightful owners, my, er, our kind. Soon, my darling, the whole world shall belong to the Dinobots... Just as it should."
"You are so very perceptive, my pet. I like it... A lot. Of course we won't kill them all. I shall give them a choice- become one of our glorious mind and be enlightened to your true Master as you have, or be destroyed. It's quite simple actually."
"Alright then!" Flare cracked a grin. "Let's see...I'm thinking of forcing him To see his precious Prime killed before him. Then...I'll torture him with the truth. Not just the truth...maybe Dark Energon. He would never raise a claw against me! For the main event, I think it would good to have him torn apart by the entire Dinobot Army, slowly and painfully. Followed by a feast for all! Except for the head...We can keep that as a reminder to those who think of disobeying you."
"Oh, you are so attractively murderous, I love it! When the Dinobot gets what he deserves, then we shall see all opposition destroyed. Until that day..." He stopped a moment, pondering something. "How do you feel about all that blue on you, Flare? I thought it would match the old you, but the old you is dead, isn't she?"
The Quezal blinked solemnly, lowering her long beak. “Blue Flare died a long time ago. She died with my original body. True, I was remade and reborn into the world of the living, but I would never be the same again. “ She spread her wings, looking at the flame markings. “It doesn't really matter, my lord. This body is functional as it is, and no need for pizzazz. The final decision is yours to make, of course.”
<Flare was panicked and sent into a state of confusion. She couldn’t choose something! That was Seasonut’s right. She couldn’t make a choice for her life. Her answer to anything would be what her lord wanted.
She bowed her head. “Please, My lord. I insist! I insist!” She chanted.
Sesunout smiled slightly at how far his dear Blue Flare had fallen. She was now nothing without her master. The once powerful and independent Predacon was now nothing but a mindless Dinobot, wanting nothing more than to please her Master! This was perfect! But he would play with her head a little longer...
Flare begun to break down, tears rolling of the ends of her beak. “I can’t!” She wailed. “I just can’t! I need you to decide for me! I’m begging you! My choice is for you to choose for me.” She collapsed at his feet, wings placed in begging position. “Please!”
"Good girl... Begging at Master's feet, just as you should be. I want you to change those nasty colors. Those blues are killing me! But, as for your new colors..." He chuckled a bit, leaning down to hide in her ear. "You choose."
"Ooh, I like many colors, darling. I love scarlet reds and pitch dark blacks, mystical and venomous purples, poisonous lime greens, burning oranges. Every color except blue." He hissed happily, knowing fully well that her indecision would drive her even deeper into his spell. "Master wants you to choose for him."
Flare was now all-out sobbing, banging her beak and head against the ground. “Master! Master! Please stop torturing me with these choices! I choose for you to pick for me. Whatever color you want! Whatever color you desire!’
Vigorously nodding, Flare continued to chant her yeses. She rose up, her currently blue face blushing and blooming into deeper colors. “Streamline never knew me! He never loved me! Not like master does!” She yelled
"That's right, darling. Now, I suppose that it is finally time for time to yourself. After you remove all those repulsive blues, I want you to introduce yourself to my many servants. You'd like to obey me, wouldn't you?"
"That is why Flare is such a good girl. Good girls only obey Master." Sesunout pulled her in even tighter, dipping his tail into Venom-Tongue's energon. He smeared it across Flare's beak before pulling her in closer, this time directly licking it off. He moved his beak closer to her ear, all the while scratching her wing warmly with his.
Flare smiled, enjoying every second his metal plating touched her. The was the life! Reward after reward after reward of constantly obeying her master. Merely the fact he gave her orders was a reward itself! Nothing would be able to break this newfound loyalty and love. Especially not the imposterious Strafe and tyrannical Trona. They would pay dearly for keeping her fellow Cybertronians in the Darkness so long, and from the light of the truth.
“Yes master.” She purred.
(That is possible, but I think he should eventually return. It’s true he and flare need individual development, but eventually they should be reunited.
Maybe we should wait for Seasonut’s defeat. Then maybe Blue Flare and Strafe both leave to take care of the Vipiricon’s problem. Then they get split up, and have a series of missions they accomplish alone, told in Fanfictions. Flare might return earlier than Strafe, though.)
(Yeah, he'll come back later. I was thinking having him take care of the Vipirircons in a fanfic as the development I was mentioning.)
"Oh yes, you are such a pretty Dinobot. Far greater than that putrid Predacon you once were." He continued to gently scratch her wings, while licking at Venom-Tongue's energon on her beak more soothingly.
Yes, this "Dinobot" had had her will broken completely. She was nothing more than a happily obedient, loving puppet. And oh! How he loved to pull her strings, to make her do anything that he commanded of her...
Sesunout followed Flare out, and the newly-created Dinobot nearly ran into a small Oviraptor entering the room. He immediately helped her up, only to be greeted with a nasty look by Sesunout.
The Oviraptor entered the room behind them and went to clean up Venom-Tongue 's mess. "His name was Override, Flare, and he was one of the first to be given the gift of becoming a Dinobot." Suddenly, out of the blue, Sesunout's voice turned sharp. "Do you know why I had you kill Venom-Tongue?"
Flare merely acknowledged Override with a small nod before turning back to see Seasonut looking sharply at her. She gave a timid shrug. “It was, my lord, a test of my loyalty. But on second thought, I assume she was disloyal in some way? Not that I should be second-guessing your orders. Your judgement rules supreme.”
"It is always good to second-guess everyone, Flare... Unless of course, they are me. In any case, I made her die both to test your loyalty, and also to punish her. You see, Override had always been quite loyal to me... Until Venom-Tongue arrived. While she was still very loyal as well, she quickly fell in love with Override, and eventually began to turn his back on me with her."
Sesunout grinned sinisterly. "I thought that he would need to be shown an example of where this treachery would lead him."
Flare chuckled. "Clever way to make him pay for the dislolakty. Sometimes what's worse than death is the death of your lover...But it teaches a good lesson. Oh, Master, Master! I shall never love anyone besides you! I will never disobey you, and force you to take such measures! "
She looked over at Override, silently and mournfully cleaning his lover's body. Her eyes glinted murderously. "Shall I reunite the two in death?"
Sesunout let out a soft chuckle at Flare's new murderous ambition. "But would that not give him more pleasure than pain? Her death was not only an example to Override, but to all of my other subjects toying with the idea of disloyalty. If they were to be shown that treachery would end in reward, would they attempt it more so than if they saw it ending in eternal pain?"
Sesunout placed a wing on Flare's back. "Many other subjects are not so intelligent as you. Many simply cannot see that the only point to their lives is to serve me, a fact that I am sure you know well. Isn't that right, Flare?"
“Indeed, I apologize for my lack of judgement, sir.” Flare purred at the compliment, sinking into Seasonut’s wing. “How could your subject not admire and obey...a god!?” Flare hissed, turning to snap her jaws at the door Override had gone through. “They’ll pay for their treachery.”
"Will they, Flare? It is good to see how mindlessly obedient and loyal you are. If you wish for them to pay, my darling... Tear him apart. Feast on his blood and bones. Show him who his true god is... And his true goddess."
Flare blinked, tilting her head. "Wait...but wouldn't that just reunited him with Venom-Tongue? " Nevertheless, she turned to the door, eady to burst through it on her lord's final command. She begun to think of the warm Energon, and crunchy metal...
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt to end his suffering... Slowly." Sesunout moved nothing but the muscles in his beak as he issued his final command. "Tear him apart... Slowly, painfully. Make him feel more pain than he has ever felt before!"
With an agreeing snarl, Flare burst through the door. Before he could react, Override was pinned beneath her giant wings. Energon seeped from beneath him, as her talons dug into his scales. "Are you afraid, Override?" She hissed. Unlike Venom-Tongue's quick snap of her neck, Override's death would not be painless. And she would enjoy every moment of his agony.
"Yes...You must pay the price for your trechary!" Flare echoed. She grabbed Override by the tail, and begun to shake him around like a rag with her long bill. The tail's tip snapped, and Override went flying towards the wall. Flare gulped down the tail, smiling with an Energon-stained mouth at Override. "You'll pay..." She repeated. "I'll tear you apart! Limb for Limb!"
Sesunout simply chuckled at his loyal pet's murderous thrill. "Good girl!" He called out to the Dinobot mutilating the little Oviraptor. " you shall be very richly rewarded, my darling. Flare likes Master's rewards just as much as obedience, doesn't she? "
"Yes! Yes!" Flare yelled, though her voice slightly muffled by the mouthful of metal she had torn from Override's hindlimb. She was toying with him, allowing him to scramble a few steps away before catching up with a few graceful strides, wounding him again.
"Hmmm...." Flare falsley complentated for a moment, holding her sunject by the tail. "A traitor once, a traitor always." She dug her talons into his chestplate and forced his ribs apart, his spark exposed to the air in the process.
Flare picked up the carcass with her beak, shaking it violently one last time to ensure it's death. She laid the carcass in her lord's wing before lowering her head in a bow. "Was that death slow enough, my lord?"
"Just as slow as I wanted, my dear." Sesunout took Override's body in his wing before he stared at it, as if lost in thought. Not taking his eye off the carcass, he spoke to Flare. "Why don't you take his body? I'm sure you could find some use for it." With that, he simply handed it over.
Flare took the corpse before giving Seasonut an innocent look, tilting her head. "Like what, my lord?" She picked up on his uneasiness, and she awkwardly shifted her talons. "Erm, Sir? Are you alright?"
"Hence her name" Flare flicked her ears, lightly amused at her own joke. 'You know...This is a time where I might agree with one of the Primes. Cuttherius Primes. He didn't really care for his soilder's lives, with the exception of a few. He just had an ultimate goal in mind, which he would reach no matter the cost. Let me tell you...It spared him a lot of mourning. Override was just one soilder. There are hundreds of other Dinobots here to replace him. He shouldn't matter."
"Yes... Cuttherius. If I recall correctly, he cut off my head. Hmm... You are right though, darling. He is but one servant, that can easily be replaced. Not like you. No one could ever replace such an intelligent, beautiful, obedient, Dinobot llike you."
Flare continued to smile, affectionatley covering Seasonut's wing with her own. "I assure you, my lord. I will continue to serve you until I meet death. But upon that, there will be someone to repladce me. Anyone can be replaced...Except for you."
"Oh no, dearest. You could never be replaced. Not just to me, but to all of my devoted servants. You see, Flare, they have been programmed to see you as a mistress just as much as they see me as a master. They worship you as a goddess, Flare... And I do too."
Flare started to blush heavily, dipping her beak beneath her wing. "My lord, why me? Of all Dinobots and servants that you have. Why do you chose me as your queen, when you retain the supreme command?"
"Is it not obvious, darling? Can you not see what I have for you?" He moved his wing out from behind her and lifted her head up to look at him with one talon. "Flare, I love you more than I have loved anything in my entire life. I would... I would do anything for you."
Flare stared into his eyes for a moment, and he could see her confusion. She glanced down, refusing to meet his gaze again. "But...Why me, my lord? I know that you love me, and I'd sacrifice my spark for you... But why am I your goddess? Of all the female Dinobots in here that have probably done so much more, why do you choose me to rule by you're side? Why do you love me?"
"Because Flare... Because the Strafe you once loved had me as a part of him. I saw who you were... And I loved you just as much as he did. I saw your ambition and drive, your cunning and bravery... Your stunning beauty. And what I saw, Flare, I loved."
Flare's eyes glinted up at Seasonut. He truely did love her! The thought was madly rewarding in her mind as she looked up at him. "And every ounce of that ambition, bravery, and cunning loves you back, and loves to serve you. "
Inside her head, she had another moment of confusion. A part of Strafe? So is he Strafe or not? I thought all of Strafe loved me, not just a part of him. Who is this?
"I know it does, dearest. I have designed your mind to love me. I, however, do have a choice whether or not to love you, and my darling, I indeed love you, very much." He placed his wing around her neck to comfort her obvious curiosity towards what he had said.
"But you must remember, Flare, you aren't supposed to think for yourself. I don't like it when you think on your own. Doesn't being a blank, obedient pet give you more pleasure than having your own free will and thoughts?"
Flare moved back, ashamed of having her own thoughts. It was true, Seasonut had cured her of the virus of free will by reprogramming her. She had to admit...It was better not to have the confusion of freedom and choices, and to only have an ultimate goal and purpose in mind. To serve her lord.
Her lord didn't like her free thinking. So she wouldn't. "I'm sorry, my lord." She moved into an apologetic bow. "It's just good to know, you love me back."
Sesunout let out a soft chuckle. It was good to see Flare's will so diminished that she apologized when he told her that she thought wrong! "There is no need to apologize, darling. You have done nothing wrong. You had no way of knowing any better. I am sure you won't make the same mistake of freely thinking again, will you?"
"No...no my lord. Never again! Never again!" She begun to restrain her mind, heavily scolding herself whenever her mind wanderd. Her sole purpose was serving her king. She loved him. She didn't care if he loved her back. Questioning something was disloyal and trecherous, esspecially if is came from her leader's mouth. It was a crime. "I won't question you again." She whispered.
"Yes! That's right! I am all that matters to you now. I am the only one and only thing you need. Free will is just a ruse, isn't it? My will is the only will that truly matters. I am the only one and only thing that makes you free."
I was thinking of bringing Trona and Strafe into it somehow, and leave it until after Negora comes back to roleplaying. Or we could just have an ominous ending to Seasonut and Flare, and put roleplaying of to the side to a while.
( Alright! That sounds like a pretty good plot. What about after that? Would Strafe return to help her rule, would the programming still affect her so she remains turned on Trona, or should she continue to have the Dinobot community cut off from Cybertron as some type of Utopia?))
(Okay, so would Strafe be coming back after you fininsh the fanfic of Him and the Vipiricons? And do you think she should stay indefinatly in her Pterosaur form, or go back to her Predacon form after a short while?)
(I think her form is more up to you. She's your OC, and I'd hate to ruin your original version of her (more than I already have, or course.) I think Strafe might come back before, with the fanfic being a flashback of what happened in the gap when he left and came back.)
(Honestly, what you did, putting flare into a new body and everything, was pretty clever! Flare being cast into a new body might be something that can develop her. But I need Ideas on how to develop her further.))
(Well, so far, I think you're charecters have had the best development out of all of our Ocs. And I think most of our Ocs have gone through lots of development, that it's tough to find areas to focus on and develop them more. )
(I mean, i have some type of plan for developing Flare..And if you want, Strafe and Endgame. Something like Flare having an Overprotective, motherly instinct for Endgame, and Strafe having to act like a role model for him.)
(I don't know, you and Negora have had a lot of development with your OCs. Remember Jean? And Flare's old loyalty to the Autobot cause until Cutthroat (who was a terrible influence on her) made her turn her back on it?
I think the plans for Endgame are good. Wouldn't be be far more powerful as well? He did come from a Predacon/Dinobot, and a god, so he'd be pretty tough. And what would his new name be?)
(Trona did have a lot of development, I agree. And yeah, we have Cutthroat to thank for triggering Flare's development. But Strafe had LOTS of development. From a lone Dinobot, full of guilt and loss, he manages to find loyalty and love again. And that change in Strafe also triggered the same chain in Blue Flare,, because that's when she realizes she dosen't need a Prime to be worth somethiing.)
(As for Endgame's new name, Ihe's you're Oc. I've already started out on planning his Sister. I've narrowed it down to two names...Either Instinct, or Ignition.)
(Indeed. You were really good at playing those to charecters, and any antagonist Ocs in general. The best case of an antagonist that I can think of is a gladiator-style arena, with fights to the death and such. )
(Oblivion and Ignition has a nice ring! Endgame's desighn is staying the same, right?)
(Probably when his behavior suddenly changes and he becomes more violent and angry, distancing himself from everyone and everything else, and when he starts trying to manipulate Strafe, Flare, and Ignition to get what he wants.)
(Flare would probably be the easiest to manipulate. She'd probably have a huge soft spot for him, and wouldn't have the spark to tell him "No" for anything. What would he be trying to get, anyways? Extra TV time, Energom-flavored chips?)
Just wondering, did you ever finish that Cutthroat art you started a while back? I just remember you were working on it, but I don't think you finished. If you don't want to finish it, that's fine, I was just curious.)
(Well, being madly in love with someone, just to have them stolen away from you by someone you'd never even met would drive anyone to extreme jealousy and hatred, even to the point of planning murder with a hypnotic giant evil snake.)
(Cutthroat's and Nightingale's lives were more depressing than anything. When Cutthroat finally accomplished his dream of being a hero, he was forced to become the monster to save the world, and now, no one knows what he did, and no one really cares anyways.
Nightingale's life was full of rejection and pain, jealousy and hatred, and right when she found the right one, he died.)
(I love that! Everyone kills everyone! Blood everywhere! Strafe kills himself and then- right, I'm getting carried away now. Seriously though, I like it! Strafe would probably kill himself afterwards though.)
(Remember my two Zezoraptors that left the island? The runt and Jean's former mount? I was thinking about having the weak little one gain sentience from Endgame's venom, which leads him to rise up and take control from Jean's mount, forcing him to do his bidding.
Perhaps he could meet up with Swift? Potential love interest perhaps?
(I finally got snow! A lot of snow! The last major snow storm around here was in 1980, so it's been a while. Schools around here aren't ready for this kinda stuff, so I'll probably be off for a while.)
(It was super windy last night here. The government around here spends most of our money on hurricane protection rather than snowstorms just because of how many we get a year. That said, we're trying to defend against the "blizzard" (that's literally what they're calling the snowstorm) with sand rather than salt, just because of how plentiful it is. That being said, this is certainly the largest snowstorm I've seen, and the largest one since 37 years ago.
50mph winds and 6inch snow solidifies this as the largest one around here for a while for sure.)
I think you'd do Decepticons fine. You're great at antagonists! And also, I think Negora would be the best at Roleplaying Megatron and Optimus... She's already written about them in her Fanfics and such.
I just can't do Canon Characters in General. All my characters always sound the same!
(No! All your characters are interesting and diverse! A lot more so than mine.
I can typically do antagonist, but I just don't have a proper feel for any of them. Except maybe Shockwave and Soundwave, but I think others could be better. I like Ultra Magnus as well, and I think me doing him would work best, just because of all the continuity with Strafe and Ser-Ket now.
Also, should I have the other Dinobots arrive, or should they all just be dead?)
(All you're characters have so many different personalities and backgrounds, and those really shine through in whatever situation they're placed in. You always stay true to their personalities and develop them well. All my characters just sound like me. Does that ever happen to you? Where you base a character of yourself or aspects of yourself?)
I think I can do Arcee. She seems standard and easy enough to Roleplay. I just have to make her "mature". The loyalty part and Lone Wolf part, I think I have down.
Funny thing; Flare's human mode is actually based off Arcee's Human mode.
I'm fine with either. But if you're up for playing them, give it a shot!
(Sometimes I'll base a character off myself. None of my characters are really based on me, but every character has little bits and pieces here and there. Most of your characters are really diverse though! Is Chomper anything like Blue Flare? Is Jean anything like Flare?
Funny thing: Strafe's color scheme is based off of Age of Extinction Strafe (You know, the movie where Bay butchered all of the Dinobots?)
The problem with the Dinobots is that other than Swoop and Grimlock, none of them are unique. Wait... *thinks for a second* I almost forgot about the second best Dinobot (No Transformer is better than Swoop)... Paddles!)
Heh, I almost forgot about Chomper for a moment. Well, I guess so. But all have the same core, when you think about it. All my characters have some type of recklessness in them, and all are extremely ambitious, and are/were loyal to whoever is in charge. Not to mention all my characters are unrealistically heroic. (Considering the number of times Flare died)
I never understood why Bay brought the dinosaurs in in the first place. They were there as extra muscle for one battle then, psht, dead.