I liked this way more than I was expecting to. I thought it'd be mildly amusing fun, but didn't expect it to be quite this good.
When Starscream was finally in charge of the Decepticon army, the first thing he was going to do was shut Skywarp and Thundercracker down and upgrade them to make them more energy efficient. What was the point of teleportation or concussive sonic booms that sapped their energy reserves almost instantly?
"Hey, Skywarp," Thundercracker said, appearing in the doorway to the workshop. "Isn't Screamer done with you yet?"
On second thoughts, he might not bother upgrading them. Or turning them back on.
Well, yeah. Poor Starscream, stuck endlessly planning and dreaming. He wouldn't fit in anywhere else; give him five minutes with the Autobots and he'd have mangled Bumblebee, mined the corridors of the Ark, and sent Buster Witwicky on a helpful errand that was really the nastiest death trap ever. But with the Decepticons, he's doomed to be mocked behind his back, and to be eternally frustrated because his ability just isn't anywhere near his vainglorious ambitions. He'd be an okay dictator for North Korea or something, but other than that? Backstabby second banana is the best he'll ever do.
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Date: 2007-05-30 03:01 pm (UTC)When Starscream was finally in charge of the Decepticon army, the first thing he was going to do was shut Skywarp and Thundercracker down and upgrade them to make them more energy efficient. What was the point of teleportation or concussive sonic booms that sapped their energy reserves almost instantly?
"Hey, Skywarp," Thundercracker said, appearing in the doorway to the workshop. "Isn't Screamer done with you yet?"
On second thoughts, he might not bother upgrading them. Or turning them back on.
Well, yeah. Poor Starscream, stuck endlessly planning and dreaming. He wouldn't fit in anywhere else; give him five minutes with the Autobots and he'd have mangled Bumblebee, mined the corridors of the Ark, and sent Buster Witwicky on a helpful errand that was really the nastiest death trap ever. But with the Decepticons, he's doomed to be mocked behind his back, and to be eternally frustrated because his ability just isn't anywhere near his vainglorious ambitions. He'd be an okay dictator for North Korea or something, but other than that? Backstabby second banana is the best he'll ever do.