[challenge] Backstory Challenge

[ajremix]

So it's JUST slow enough for me to put this up. It'll be the first of my (hopefully) monthly 24-hour challenges. If I can recall to do this on a monthly basis it'll be (idealy) on the first or within the first week of the month.

So this month's challenge is going to be backstory. Pick a character- whatever character you know (or think) I'm familiar with and I'll write a short drabble depicting their past however I see it. Because I probably won't be able to get to these as quickly as my previous challenges, you're free to pick three characters at a time. After I've finished all three of your challenges, you may pick another three. If someone else has picked a character you wanted to see a story of, you can still ask for them and I'll just do a different scene.

CHALLENGE IS NOW CLOSED BECAUSE GOOD GOD I HAVE SO MANY PROMPTS I SHOULD'VE THOUGHT THIS THROUGH MORE^^;;

Comments

[bookworm-faith.livejournal.com]

mind one of your lurkers joining in? I'd love to see more on Xantium ^^ Also um, *looks at list of who has been picked already* Hrm. Scoop... aaand...Jazz please?

Xantium

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Xantium rarely looked forward to crew shifts. Not because she didn't like her crews (she didn't mind them, for the most part) they just rarely made an impression on her. To be honest, Xantium was bored out of her immense number of processors. If it weren't for the occasional attempted raid on her, going through space anomalies or catching updates from other sentient ships, there was very little to catch her interest.

So when, not a deca cycle after getting this new crew that someone was screaming irately in her halls, unable to do more than drag themselves around because someone had reversed and locked the polarity of their mag plates, Xantium couldn't help but be curious of the incident.

And when a little black jet pressed against her walls with a wide grin and whispered, "Don't tell anyone," Xantium knew this crew was going to be entertaining.

Re: Xantium

[kyra-neko-rei.livejournal.com]

XD!!!!!

Re: Xantium

[bookworm-faith.livejournal.com]

I'm trying to be more coherant than "EEEEE ^_^" but am at work and the need to be silent renders this hard. Um. Skywarp + Xantium = <3

Re: Xantium

[meallanmouse.livejournal.com]

Gwah! So shiny!

Jazz

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

It wasn't so much that Cybertronians didn't have music in their culture it just wasn't deemed an important part of their civilization. So many other races made music an integral part of their lives, but not Cybertronians.

It was deemed inefficient as a means of communication and why listen to something if you're not getting some kind of information from it? Which didn't mean that there was no music on Cybertron at all, it was just frowned down upon.

Which, to Jazz, was a sad and narrow-thinking way of going about it. Maybe he just like learning new things, maybe he was just more open to the new and strange, but he liked listening to different cultures' music. He found, more than the words, the notes held a message. The rhythm and pace and instruments said as much as anything else. They created a mood words could not.

So when he went through Iacon's lower quarter where refugees from Kaon were all huddled together, trying to survive among the hostility of the already overpacked slums and he listened. And, to defy all expectations, he heard music.

He followed the source to a small little alleyway and there, in the midst of all the trash, a little 'bot had created makeshift instruments from whatever was laying around. The steady drip from a broken hydraulic pip on a thin plastic sheet created the beat, the high whine of a tire rubbed over wire filament an accompaniment and metallic canisters of varying sizes and materials were pounded on to create an eerily precise melody.

Jazz stood and listened to song after song, hearing how each one differed in melody and mood. He heard how minor changes gave the song and entirely new meaning and how each layer of beat made it a complete whole.

"Hey," he finally said, stepping into the alley.

Abruptly the music stopped and the bot sat silent and tense, ready to bolt.

"Hey," he said again, smile as open and easy as he could make it, "could you show me how to play like that?"

Re: Jazz

[bookworm-faith.livejournal.com]

As a music lover, I heartily approve of this action of Jazz. <3 The music of the world around you eh? <3

Scoop

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

"What are you doing there?"

Scoop jumped, a line streaking haphazardly across the blueprint.

"Oh dear," Hoist chuckled apologetically, "I didn't meant to startle you- I do apologize."

Scoop laughed in return, deleting the last line. "It's fine, don't worry. Probably got a little too caught up in my work. Grapple's actually out right now, had to go down to a site because of a supply mix-up."

Hoist shook his head. "I suppose that's another foreman he'll be firing soon?"

"Probably." Scoop couldn't help looking a little sad at the idea. "Grapple's complained about him since he was contracted. I doubt he'll last long."

The green mech made a supportive sound, patting Scoop's shoulders. "That's why he has you, you know. He needs someone he can trust to be at those sites. That's why you need to study all you can and work your way up from the bottom like all the others."

Turning back to the blueprint, at the calculations he was double-checking, Scoop blurted out, "I hope I can do what he needs."

"I don't doubt it, Scoop." Hoist said kindly. "I know you'll do nothing but make him proud."

Re: Scoop

[bookworm-faith.livejournal.com]

*huggles Scoop*