Live in TF's

There are lots of folks out there who say that they would love to see a "REAL" transformer. For me that particular wish has brought no end to my troubles. My Fellow Fanfic writer KenyaStarflight was brave enough to come out with her tales of just how "REAL" fictional characters can be. So here I come as well with my own story.

Friday, August 04, 2006

Devcon, Chumly, who the heck else is gonna bother me!!!??

Okay,
I realized that when the Quintessons told me I had a price on my head, that there was going to be trouble. Orion realized it to and procedded to insist that I go armed where ever possible. I have also been given two large scary body guards to go with me again when ever possible. Makes me glad that only one or two guys at the store can see them. The DM would probally have flipped today if he had looked up and saw a robot that looked and acted li ke a pissed off T-rex snarling at him. Though I was tempted to snarl some my self. So I would have considered my self fairly well protected.
I NEVER really thought that it would come to the point where a pack of morons would decend on me as I was taking the trash out at work.
Its pretty simple and kind of fun acutaly, well it was to day, a chance to get away from the district manager. Anyhow, i was minding my own buisness and chucking wine boxes into the dumpster when I noticed him. He was just kinda leaning against the wall and looking at me. The him of course was a transformer that I wasn't familar with. I would later, learn that his name was Devcon, but right then i had no idea who he was.
"So.. your Prime's lil human huh?" He looked me up and down, "Not much to look at are you?"
Sue me i was in my work clothes.
"Bite me twerp," I told him and headed back to go inside.
"No I dont think so." He replied.
"Dont think what you insulting..." I had thought that he was replying to my "bite me " Crack.
The truth was he was refering to my going back in side. I found this out the hard way when he, In full TF size mind you, Took two steps and slammed the door shut.
"Get your butt out here Git," He called, "She's stuck."
I noticed that he had his hand on the door so i couldnt get back in and there was a truck heading in my direction.
"Look," I told him, "Who ever you are, I need you to get lost cus I dont have time to play with you while I'm at work!"
"Who's playing You Highness," He looked down at me deadly serious, "This is business. Your worth a lot of money to the right people babe."
That was when it hit me that this person was probally a bounty hunter and had been offered a rather large price by the quints to bring me in dead or alive. I suppose i could have screamed but it wouldnt really have done me much good due to the fact that the Dinobots were on the other side of the building.
That was when the person in the truck decided to pop his head out and grin at me. Lord Chumly.
This was none other than the stupid brit( No offense to other brits out there, i like most of you) who's only way of showing his appriciation for a life form is to go and blow it off the map and stick its head or hide on the wall. On at least one, probally more than that, occasions he had felt complled to put Orion through the ringer. Lucky me, now i was on his hit list.
"A fine specimen," He looked at me like i was a new car in a lot, "She'll make a lovely addtion to my Zoo. Bait for my trophy too."
I gapped at him and just shook my head, "You are one sick person you know that?"
Ever heard the old expression "rock and a hard place" this was it. So what do you do when you have a nutso hunter breathing down one side of your neck, and a 20 foot tall bounty hunter breathing down the other? You improvise.
I was suddenly very greatful to Mr. Whistler for including the tazers in my lil order because I had thought to include one of those in my arsenal for work. Desert Egeals arent allowed in the store, Tazers? What they dont know wont hurt me.
In this case though, It just might have been the only thing to save me.
I did what i had to do, and lets just say that if Devcon was human, the chances of him sireing childeren would have dropped dramatically considering where I shot him with the tazer.
As for "Chumply" I knew how big the ally way behind the store was, and i knew how long it would take to turn a truck that size in it. I also know that im a fast runner when i have to be. So I did what I had to, humped down from the loading dock and took off around the other side of the building as fast as I could.
My boss was a lil worried when i got back up there. She said she heard a commotion and went to look, but I was already gone. Condisering she's one of the ones that can see them. I'm guessing she knew something was up because she took my getting locked out back story at face value.

The rest of the day was peaceful enough.. Grimmy and co went out and found Dev. He didnt put up much of a fight and so now we have another guest.. When he found out what we were subjecting the Quint too.. I could litterally see him pale. Which for a TF is RARE.
Still though we may have someone now to tell us more. The fact remains that if these two yo yo's came gunning for me. Others might.
Like i said.. the rock and the hard place.
Any one else out there whos made enemys of any of the agressors in this war Please watch yer selves. They want blood this time and i dont think they will stop until they get it.
Rose.

1 Comments:

  • At 6:59 AM, Blogger Kenya Starflight said…

    This is Darth Maul posting in Kenya's stead, for I have no blog account of my own and must get in touch with someone here...

    PRIME! GET YOUR TITANIC IRON @$$ OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!

    We have a crisis. I haven't time to divulge details, you'll have to check Kenya's blog. Bring Rose if you must, but come. We need all the help we can get right now.

    Darth Maul

     

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