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Post by Vampyricon on Jan 8, 2015 11:42:02 GMT
First of all, I'd like to thank theriptide for this idea and the admins for implementing it.
This is the Chronobots' origin story. No, I haven't read any Spotlights. And no, I don't care.
Warning: Fandom crossovers incoming
I'll deal with the formatting later.
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Post by Vampyricon on Jun 13, 2015 11:58:15 GMT
Prologue
The ship ducked and weaved through the constant barrage of missiles, machine gun bullets, and plasma.
"Can this thing get more dizzying?" Icaron shouted over the din.
Chronovore smiled, and rapidly made the ship do a few barrel rolls, dodging another onslaught of weaponry.
"Y'know, if they decided to use lasers rather than all those massive weapons, we'd be dead by now," Vampyricon commented as Icaron fell unconscious. "Stupid 'Cons."
Their ship finally flew out of range of the cannons and Chronovore stabilized the ship.
They broke through Cybertron's atmosphere and flew towards the remnants of the Spacebridge the Ark went through.
"I might be able to open something, but I don't know where it'd lead to," Vampyricon told the others.
"Do it," said Chronon.
Vampyricon bent the underlying space near the Spacebridge remnants, and the result was a wormhole.
"Please work please work please work," Vampyricon thought, as the wormhole swallowed them up.
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Post by Vampyricon on Jun 14, 2015 11:27:55 GMT
Chapter 1 (WIP)
The wormhole spat them out near the centre of the Milky Way galaxy.
"Weren't we going to Earth?" Artron asked.
"I told you," Vampyricon said. "I don't know where we'd end up."
"Bad news, everyone. We're crashing," Chronovore said.
"We don't need the engines, how are we crashing?" Chronon questioned.
Chronovore pointed to their left. "That's a pretty big planet, and something's interfering with our systems."
"Slingshot around the planet and land on that one over there. Whatever's pulling us in can't be good." Chronon points straight ahead, at a large red planet.
"'Kay." He fired the backup thrusters. They came close to the planet, but curved around it and headed straight for the one Chronon pointed at.
"Our engines cut out," Chronovore said once they went around the first planet. "I can do controlled crash but, well, we'll crash."
"Make it as safe as possible, bro," Chronon told him.
They entered the atmosphere of the red planet, and Chronovore adjusted the fins so their ship would be as parallel to the ground as possible.
Then they crashed.
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"Ugh," Vampyricon groaned as he woke up.
"So I'm not in the ship... Why do things look weird? Where are the others? Why am I thinking so many things at once? Do I have 4-D vision?" All those questions shot through his mind simultaneously.
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