[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

[meallanmouse.livejournal.com]

- Animated Twins (Hey, technically, kinda one right?)
- Skywarp
- Kup

[nkfloofiepoof]

Like you didn't see this coming

Optimus Prime, Soundwave, and Starscream :D

*shot*

[splendidshadows.livejournal.com]

Hot Rod, Springer, and Arcee. Together or apart. :D

[lunar-eclipse24.livejournal.com]

Um, I don't really know you that well, but I'd like to request TFA Starscream.

[darkfire-blade.livejournal.com]

Tracks, Perceptor and Brawn please? ^^

[greenangel.livejournal.com]

Bluestreak, Wheeljack, TFAnimated Bulkhead

[mommimus-prime.livejournal.com]

Hound, Mirage, Trailbreaker

[kyra-neko-rei.livejournal.com]

Prowl, Springer, Impactor if you can do so?

[jigsaws231.livejournal.com]

If you don't mind - Tracks, Red Alert, Smokescreen.

[stormbringer986.livejournal.com]

If you're familiar enough, I'd like to see some backstory for Shockwave.

[seikk.livejournal.com]

Scavenger, Mixmaster, Blades

If you don't mind my asking, that is ^^;

[tiamat1972.livejournal.com]

Skydive, Thundercracker and Ratchet.

[cdol.livejournal.com]

Slingshot, and Superion please.

TFA Twins

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Haha, wow- things I learn. Three a piece may be too many prompts for something more than one sentence long XDD

They were the best. Hands down, uncontested, numero uno (and uno redux) the greatest pair of fighters to come out of their entire decade in the academy. Getting into and through training for the Elite Guard, for them, was going to be a snap.

Which not at all explained why they were both face down on the training mat while a skinny little icicle of a bot glared down at them. “If you’re done wasting my time…”

The two sneered at the black cycle who was tapping his foot impatiently. It was on, now.

Re: TFA Twins

[meallanmouse.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I sometimes even one is when you get a lot of requests. XD

And. EEE! So much glee! :D

Re: TFA Twins

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Which, of course, is made ALL THE BETTER when the internet craps out at work...

Ah well. Good thing I made a list of characters so I could still jot down a couple more drabbles to type up now that I'm at home.

[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?

Smokescreen

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

"Smokey! Come deal our table!"

"No way, I've got his time!"

"Slag that- he's ours!"

Smokescreen laughed, giving both parties a flirtatious smile. "Now gentlemechs, don't get into a scuffle over me. You know the house rules."

"We paid forty to have him deal for us."

"I paid seventy-three for a cycle in the back."

The three looking to gamble snarled. "Eighty."

The large white mech sneered back. "Eighty-five."

"Ninety."

"Ninety-five."

"A hundred."

Smokescreen just watched both sides attempting to outbid each other for his time and smiled brightly and neutrally. Internally he was counting down the clicks to recharge his energy levels.

"One twenty!" The group said desperately. It was obvious, just from their scuffed and ragged forms they rarely had the credits to gamble at the High Hand, let alone pay for Smokescreen to personally deal.

The other mech stood proudly, flawless armor gleaming in the subdued light. "One fifty."

Engines roared and grumbled, fists and denta clenched, but they couldn't do anything. Not without getting beaten and banned from the den. One of them muttered darkly about 'overpaid Autobot officers' but looked jealously away as an arm wrapped around the dealer's slender waist.

"You'll be worth ever credit." It wasn't a request.

Smokescreen gave a long, seductive smile, hands trailing lightly on the red insignia on white chestplate. "I always am." He couldn't wait for his workshift to be over.

Kup

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

He glared at the young punk that barely even attempted to look contrite. "Rash, hot-headed, turbo-charged fool! Did you even think about what you were doing?"

"Sorry, sir." The kid could almost pass for innocent if he hadn't heard low mutters of 'rusted old coot' and 'outdated relic' from that same brat not half a mega cycle ago. "Won't happen again."

"I'll bet." He glared. "You're on office hours for the next stellar cycle."

"What? Aw, c'mon!"

"Don't give me that! Kup, if you don't learn to think you'll never get to be half my age."

"Who'd wanna be a decrepit old junker..." he muttered just loud enough.

"Two stellar cycles."

"What?"

Bulkhead

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

He sighed, stretching out short, thick legs and running the tired old argument through his memory again. It wasn't that he didn't like the energon farm, exactly, he just... wanted something else was all.

"Cube for your thoughts?"

Bulkhead looked at the cube, then up at the tanker offering it. "Hey, thanks Wheeler."

The two large mechs sat watching the stars over the glow of energon processing machines and let the night sink around them.

"Ya know," Wheeler said in that slow, easy way he did everything, "I don't get why you wanna do the space bridge thing. You say you wanna see the universe, to me it seems like you'll just be seeing machines."

"At least it'll be in different places."

A hand smacked across Bulkhead's back, nearly bowling him forward. "Good luck with it!" As Bulkhead stared at Wheeler, surprised for the support, the tanker laughed. "If all that yelling Flatbed's done at you hasn't stopped you get, I don't think anything will."

He smiled, soft and relieved. "Thanks, Wheeler."

[elvenarchress.livejournal.com]

Prowl and Springer (hopefully something about their first meeting, at the academy or whatever)

and Sandstorm (was this a little too obvious? ^^;)

Re: TFA Twins

[meallanmouse.livejournal.com]

The internet has a way of timing itself like that... Bah!

I'm probably going to be focusing on The Unit for a while, but considering how much I love writing the short shorts, I should post up something similar to my writing blog soon. Hrm.

(Which reminds me. I don't think you ever sent me your request, btw!)

Re: Kup

[meallanmouse.livejournal.com]

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Question is, how many cycles was it until the kid gave in? :D

HR/S/A

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

Hot Rod bounced on the front of his peds, suddenly far more nervous now than he'd ever been in similar situations before. He wasn't certain what exactly changed (well, he kind of knew, but he didn't really understand why) and he didn't really know how to feel about this new change. He didn't think he liked it.

A small hand hooked around his arm, pulling at him until Arcee was pressed against his arm. "Calm down," she said, even as it was obvious she was just as anxious, "they'll be docking soon."

He tried. He really did. But the only thing he could think of was the communique that said that the Wreckers were returning from a mission with a couple of them severely injured. The lack of detail had his processors coming up with so many scenarios, each worse than the other.

"How can you deal with this?" Hot Rod blurted out. If being in love with Springer meant having to fear his death every time he went out, Hot Rod didn't know how long he'd last- didn't know how Arcee managed for so long on her own.

She hugged tightly at his arm. Hot Rod was suddenly glad he was there, feeling this, so she wouldn't be alone. "Usually by hating myself for hoping it was one of the others. Then I beat him for worrying me if he isn't hurt."

"And if he is?"

Her fingers tightened so hard she almost left grooves and the smile on her lips was almost believable. "Then I wait until he's better and beat him for being so reckless."

Hot Rod pulled his arm from Arcee's and wrapped it around her shoulders as the Wreckers' shuttle came in. "At least I have something to look forward to." He said, smile just as believably false.

Re: TFA Twins

[idiosyn.livejournal.com]

I have a request?