[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

[dreamer-way.livejournal.com]

*Waves* Hey, how about doing Inferno, First Aid, and Punch/Counterpunch place?

Inferno

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Quint ranted at the young mech with all the rage the blazing fire behind him had. "You idiot, Inferno! You could've gotten yourself killed in there!"

Inferno tried to quip something off-handed and amusing but had trouble with a medical team trying to dislodge all the ash and metal fragments that got into him.

"You need to think! You can't just run into the middle of whatever's burning and expect to come out as easy as you did this time!" Because coming out half melted was definitely getting off easy. "There's procedures for these situations! They're there to keep us safe!"

Inferno waved a hand, trying to mime his defense with a vacuum tube down his mouth, trying to clear out the debris that was cycled into his internals.

Quint shook his head at the sight, then turned to look at the three other 'bots being treated for burns, overheating and melted components. Mechs that Inferno had barely been able to pull out of a collapsed portion of the burning building. He turned back to Inferno and told him honestly, "Thank you. Don't ever do that again."

Re: Inferno

[dreamer-way.livejournal.com]

*loves* It was so cool to see Inferno was into the action in the past as he is in the war ^_^

Counter/Punch

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

A fist slammed him into the wall, a the butt of a rifle slammed him into the ground and a foot pinned him there.

"Traitor," a voice somewhere above him seethed, "I'll have you begging for death."

"N-No! Wait! Please," he shuddered, "you have it all wrong! I'm not- not... I'm not a traitor!"

The foot slammed down between his shoulder components, sending shocks of pain up and down his spinal column. "You gave the Autobots secret information! How does that not make you a traitor?"

"False information!" He squeaked, trying to squirm away. "It wasn't real! I planted false information and gleaned some classified stuff from them! I swear I'm telling the truth!"

For a brief moment the pressure increased and he choked on the dirt and debris getting into his vents. Then the pressure lifted and he felt himself jerked upright.

"Alright, Counterpunch, you have once chance to convince me. If I'm not, you'll regret ever existing."

First Aid

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

First Aid looked over his new team, worried and uncertain how he could have been put into a situation like this. The only reason he had even chosen a side at all was out of necessity. Without supplies, the neutral hospitals had all shut down and First Aid couldn't not work on those in need.

And now here he was, a committed pacifist in an Autobot special team and what did he have? A gung-ho search and rescue commander, an overly aggressive helo and a police interceptor careerist. The only one First Aid hadn't heard anything about was the hovercyle, Groove.

"Hey there, First Aid," Groove greeted him with a congenial smile, "Blades told me you refuse to carry a weapon."

With his frown hidden beneath his mask, First Aid hoped he didn't have to fight the same argument he'd just gotten over with Blades. "That's right."

"Good for you." First Aid thought his systems hitched, but Groove continued right on. "Wish I had as much strength in my convictions." He smiled warmly at First Aid and told him, "It's a brave thing for you to stick with, especially in this time and age. Don't let anyone tell you different."

First Aid smiled back and was grateful to have Groove on his team.