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.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Old Soliders, More Alies, BIG Guns...

Somewhere , once upon a time, i heard the saying that old soliders never die, they just fade away. That is SO not true. They dont die, or fade away. They sit, they wait, they watch and they find a way to make them selves useful when you will NEVER see it comming. case in point? My father.
The man, and mind you I have known this since I was like five, has old military contacts up the yin yang. And he's always looking for something to give his time and effort to. The strange thing is, I thought that when he found out that I was in love with orion, he was going to flip. He shocked me by not only haveing no Flippage, but telling me that he hoped I was happy. I was also under the imrepssion that when he found out that We had gone and gotten our selves committed to a war, interplanetary at that, he would flip. Again a shock, no flippage and he proceeded to call up one of his old contacts, that I had briefly met as a kid, and ask him to make me some goodies for the road. to night when I got home from work, MORE shocks. There stood my dad engrossed in conversations with two of his favorite contacts. Mr. Whistler, and Mr. Slade. both of them were fridenly enough to me, and they had always been nice. The people they had with them though, THEY left a lot to be desiered.
"Oh No, daddy you didnt!"

"Now come on Rosey," he soothed, "YOu know you and that man of yours are gonna need all the help you can get. Shell got you her boy's teacher so I figuered I'd get you some people I know can help."

"I appriicate that daddy, I really do. But i dont have time for seizures and beheadings."
That got me a very loud "HEY!!" from both of the biker wanna be's on the porch and a grin from My dad, Mr. Slade and Mr. Whistler.
"Okay fine, they can stay , but I'm giving them the same ultimatium that Orion and I gave Rah's Alghoul. You people cross the line, and you are GONE. G-O-N-E got it? we cant turn into them to beat them. "

Both of the elderly gentle men nodded to me while i got some REALLY dirty looks from the over gown mosquito and the bone head. and NO I'm not being rude, im being Litteral.
Mr slade makes a comment to my dad about him rasing me right as I walk into the house to find orion and spota couple of somethings on the counter turn and about face and stnatch open the door. I point to the first one of the two i see.
"YOU! stay out of my car mags and away from the cars around here. If you dont I"M not responsible for what happens."
I turn to the other one.
"YOU! Stay out of my candy, keep yer boney hands OFF of my Jelly Bellys!"

I found one of my mustang tranders much dog eared and my jar of gormet jelly beans evicerated.
I walk further into the house and find megs and Orion in a discussion about if its time to bring in the BIG guns. By big guns again here I am being litteral, there are several of the transformers that are Huge to say the least. At least two that i know of that are the size of city blocks on thier small days. So they are discussing if we should bring them in. Mele' is stting down between them as they stand by another table full of maps and battle figuers and seems to be about to comment.

"Look if you bring Maixmus, AND Metroplex, NOT To mention Omega, then i have to contribute something" megs says.
"you dont have to if you dont want to, "Orion tells him, "But what ever you bring will be appriciated. "
"Well I could always call in ThunderWing and Sunstorm."
I see Orion do a ten second freeze and consider that. Sunstorm is twin to starscream, only with a lot more tact and the power of a nuclear reactor. Thunderwing is a very rare type of TF called a pretender. Due to his techno organic outer shell hes VERY VERY powerful. So much so that at one point he ran riot over both armies and nearly wiped out the planet. He has since learned how to handle the thing, mind you, hes still a bit of a wild card.
"Call them" Orions says, "but keep them for a last resort. Primus Knows We may well need thier power if they manage to pull off what they are planning."
At this point Mele notices that ive been neglected and so she clears her throat loudly enough to make them look first at her and then at where shes eyeballing, my direction.
"ROSE!" orion seems happier than happy that ive finally appeard and calls the meeting to a close. Needless to say we have the alies and the fire power, i just hope we have enough to stop what ever is going down this time.
Rose.

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Why We need Compassion...

I go flying and riccochet of the padded wall once again and wind up looking up at the celing.
"All RIGHT that's IT no more to day Rah's! I've had it."
I roll up onto my feet and look at the man that could be quigon jinn's double. Just one thing, theres not an ounce of the peace and compassion in this mans eyes that quigon has.
"What do you mean thats..." He seems stunned that some one would tell him no.

"Just what i said," I grab a towl and a my water. "find another punching bag bub. I have to go practice my shooting."

That gets me a glare and i go to change into some civis.
Ive been a martial artist for years, and this guy is good. I dont want to over estimate my self here, but if it werent for the fact that my joints are hurting a lot lately for some reason, I could take him.
Still I decide not to egg him on and head over to the shooting range when im finally finished changing.
Most every one who could be out there was out there. There were people with bows and arrows, people with cross bows. And Tons and tons of guns.
Orion was poised with his ion rifle and megs was standing behind Meleficent showing her how to aim on a weapon that wasnt him. I pulled out my own gun and was chekcing it when Guess who shwoed up to bother me somemore.
"you know its not good to walk out on your teacher."
"I didnt ask you to be my teacher y ou bitter jerk. I ASKED if you wanted to spar."
"Of course im your teacher, Whatelse could i be to a child like you? Oh and by the way your doing that wrong." He motioned to my preps to shoot.
"Well you could condisder me equal, I have as much if not more training than some of your lackies. I've kicked bruce's aft at least once and he was your PRIZE student right?"
He didnt seem to happy about that comment and continued to glare at me. "Your still doing that wrong."
"Really?"
I squeesed off my first shot and procceded to take the target out perfectly.
"Im not doing it wrong Mr' AlGhoul, Im just not doing it YOUR way."
"You think you knwo as much as some one like me? Girl, your compassion is going to get you killed."
I stopped in midshot and looked at him.
"Dont say that."
"Its a weeknes and you know it."
I noticed orion standing behind him starting to fume. I looked at him and shook my head, meaning Let ME handle this one.
"Look, I know your old enough to make me, and Michell, and Bruce look like children. I Know you date back to the begining of our civilization and that you have seen so much of humanity and its foblies that you think that anything with sentiance is only bad. That Order has to come at a price, in lives.That like you said, compassion will get you killed."
He opned his mouth to say something, i held up muy hand for him to stop.
"And the truth is, with the people, No the MONSTERS we are going off to fight, your right. We cannot show them compassion. Palpatine, and Unicron, and Voldmort, they have no clue what that is and showing it to them, WILL get us killed.
"But with normal every day people, be they human, or something else, you have to have that compassion. Or you loose your own. You've met and know people that are the poseter children for the redemptive power of love and compassion. Vader, Megatron, Meleficent, all fo them have changed because someone was willing to show them compassion. And if you STILL Think im wrong, that this is a show of weakness and not strength, Then take a look at the man behind you. Hes old enough to make even YOU look like a baby. Hes seen things that would make you go INSANE with grief. He has never lost sight of the need for compassion, the power of love. EVER."
"You and him hold it so dear," He blinked at me, "I dont understand it, what dose a child like you know that i dont?"
"Its simple," Orion told him from behind him, "If we loose our higher ideals Mr. AlGhoul, then we become no better than the things we fight."
Orion put his arms around me and looked deeply into the mans eyes.
"Your here to help us, and we are greatful. But dont cross the line Rah's because we cant become our enemy. IF we do. They win."

We have a long hard road a head of us every one. Stay strong and dont loose sight of what we are fighting For.
Rose.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

The Toy isle and marshalling forces

I wonder what it is with me and the frigging toy isle?
Last time this mess got going, Orion nearly got him self killed in the one in meijers. To day i for some very unpleasent revelations handed to me as i dug around for some action figuers. I had been there to pick up a new dvd player due to the fact mine went pppppth! last night.
I found a new one and then headed over to the racks to look and see if they have any of the new ones that I am looking for. I was intent on my self before me and i wasnt really attention to what happened to me when i heard something next to me hit the floor.
I saw that it was one of the starwars transformers toys, like the ones that had inspiered crook and delta. I wasnt really looking at it and was about to hang it back on the shelf when i realized i wasnt alone.
Some one was behind me and was intent on the toy that i now had in my hands.

"Tres belle, no madameoselle?

I froze and looked down at the toy in my hand, only to start in horror at the evil face grinning up at me through the plastic. I dropped the thing like it was on fire and gared up at the man.
Part of me was horrified at what he had just said, and somewhere i vuagely was glad of the two years of french i had takeng in highschool.

"No" I snarled stubbornly sticking to english, " No its not beautiful."

"Ahh so i see you speak or at least understand my language."

"What do you want?" I demanded.

"To issue a warning to you my lady. I want you to consider very carefully all of the innocent lives you are condemming to death by your current actions."

"Come again?"

"The alliance that you have forged with the Royal Air corps. YOu have flagrantly flaunted your birth right, to achive a very dangerous treaty. If you insist on bringin them into your war. Then we will have no choice but to side with those you fight."

Then i got it, i was being threatened.

"Look frenchie," I snarled , "I didnt use my family name to get anything! Will offered! And if you decide that you want to side with the bad guys then your have to face the same fate they do. Im not scared of you and im not scared of your kind. "

"You should be Princess." He said. "thanks to you and your mechanical lover we now have the means to give the lost ruler a body free of decay and age, un affected by the ravages of the dark. And those wthat we would be willling alie our selves with also have the means to bring back more. So do not underesitmate us."

"Oh get lost!" I screeched, "You can go back and tell your boss and who ever else you work for that you cant sacre us away! YOu go back and tell Palpatine and Unicron that THEY ARENT WELCOME HERE!! KAPISH!"

By now a lot of peopel were in the process of gaping at me and i finally snapped around and stormed out .

I made it bkack out to my car and then headed home to drop off my player and pick up my work clothes. Thankfully work wsa the one normal part of my day.
Getting home found me walking in to see my fiend michell and her BF bruce talking to orion. Our side will and his company had arrived and were in the process of setting up a samll but efficent air feild
The group talking in the house immediately noticed me and turned to pay me attention.
The truth was I still wasnt over my cold, or flu. My joints hurt, i was stuffed up, and what i really wanted more than anything right then was to just snuggle up in Orion's arms and hope that it was all over in the morning when i woke up. But I Knew better and so i told them all that i had found out.

"so thats it. thats why they took the specs. Palpatine wants them for a new body."

I could tell from the way that all of them were looking at me. that orion would have done anything if i hadnt had to be the one to find this out. Michelle seemed in shock finding out that there was this going on right under all of the noses.and of all of the people there whoh could possibly offer me pity and sympathy i would never have thought that it would be Bruce.
"Listen Rose, I cant help you. I have my own wars to fight, but i know someone who can." He nodded out the window, "He's a hard man rose. But deep down he believes in order."
I stared out the window at the man with the gotee, who bore a striking resemblance to Quigon, then turned to bruce.
"I'm honnored to have the help ofleague of shadows for our cause Mr. Wyane. thank you."

He nodded and i got a hug from michell and they walked out.

So now we have some explinations but we also have some threats about whats comming next. Still there is nothing on this planet that could keep orion from being orion.
So when he noticed that I wasnt feeling well he infomred me that the war wasnt going to happen while i got some rest and albut locked me up stairs.
More is comming and we have to be ready still we arent with out help , and we arent with out hope. and that alone means they have already lost because that is the one thing that they want to kill the most.
And if we dont let it die, then they cannot ever stop us.

Rose.

Monday, January 08, 2007

Broken Hearts....

I have heard more than a few times, various military organizations refered to as a body of sorts.

If it is a body, the command is the brain.

Its warriors and engineers are its limbs.

And Its medics, its healers. Those are its heart.

Tonight we came close to loosing our hearts.

I went to work the way I have been over the past few weeks, thinking about the grim news i had heard the night before, but not really believing that anything would happen.
I was wrong.
I came home from work and found utter chaos.
Orion and Megatron were in the kitchen talking and i could tell immediately that something was bad wrong.
Megatron looked at me," Princess."

Okay then i knew something was up, No one ever calls me that unless its serious.

"Orion what happened?"

He came over to me and put his hands on my shoulders, "Rose there was an attack."

I feel the dark dread settle into my heart and i know that it has to be somethign terrible.
"Who..Who got hurt."

"Hook and Ratchet," Megatron growled, "They went after our medics. "

I shut my eyes for a second and just bury my self in Orions' arms.

"Why? Why would they go after doctors?"

"They took two sets of scematics, Ratchet and Hook got in thier way."

"That it? They did this for techical drawings!" I nearly shout horrified. "Which ones did they take?"

"The imperial shuttle craft mech and the battle tank mech." He replied holding on to me as much as i was holding on to him.
"Those worthless things? They tried to kill them for that!!"

When we built Crook wing and Delta, there were a few other types besides the ones we ultimately used. Ratchet bing the type that never gets rid of anything so he saved them.
Apparently some one wanted them bad enough to try and kill two innocent doctors for them.
Who ever you are that did this.. I hope you know that now there will be hell to pay.
Decepticon or Autobot.. It is the code of honnor for thier people that you DO NOT under ANY CIRCOMSTANCES EVER attack the medic.
Thank God that both of them are going to be okay, they are more than a bit sore, but they will live. What could have possibly prompted someone to come after two worthless sets of tech specs. I have ideas whos it might be.. but what the hell would they want with them. They cant use them, can't build them, cant give them life or personalities with out vector sigma and its creation matrix. So what do they want with em. I'm at a loss.


So who ever you are you now have them officaly pissed at you. I hope your sastisfied.
Oh and one other thing. YOu have four of five constructicons ticked at you, and both of the lambo twins So you will get what you deserve, I just hope i get to watch.

To every one else, all of the members of the resitance get ready for it, he we slagging go again.

Roseprincess

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Can't Shoot, Can't Fight...

Well considering the fact that I have been stuck in bed when I'm in the house due my charming possesion of a cold, I havent had a whole lot to do. So tonight I decided that I was going to open some of the transformers I got for chrsitmas. I have to admit I'm not sure i wanna Open the toy I got of Primus, but I have my toy of Unicron out so I really do need to open him too.

For the moment however I opened the two pack i got that contained two new versions of Orion and Megs. Meleficent is in the process of keeping me company to night and promptly picks up the toy of megs the moment i have him free of his wiers.

"Awww.. this is a good look for him.."

"S'better than the classics nerf gun," I motion to the other toy on my table.

She lets out a snort and continues to inspect the toy as i go about getting the toy of Orion free from the wiers.
I swear that those things are a plot by hasbro to take over the world.

While im working on this, she finally sets the toy on the bed and picks up the outter box. She reads the blurb on the back and then zeros in on the stats.

If you've never seen a TF package before on the back of all of them are lil charts that give the vital stats on each of the people that the toys are modled after. There has been a running gag for years with Orion and Megs stats.

Now Orion's an okay shot, but a good martial artist.
Megs is an Okay martial artist, but is an expert shot.

the stats have maintained for years that Rion can't shoot and Megs cant fight.
This gag has carried over into the Series, Rion's always getting shot at, and Megs is constantly getting judoed.

Mele' reads the stats and demands to know what they mean. I proceed to explain it to the fey and send her into histarical fits of giggles. Which promptly attract both of our men.
"Do I even want to know what you told her to get her going like that?" Megs asks.

"I just explained the stats on the back of the box." I tell him innocently.

Orion promptly groans and shakes his head.
"YOu didnt explain them did you?"

I grin and that gets me another groan from both mechs.
"I knew i should have shot some one for those stupid things." megs growls.

"Oh dont be mad baby, " Meleficent finally calms down and stands up to put her arms around him.
"I think they fit you too a t."

"you would."

I laugh as they head out of the room.

"Well, " Comment as i hold up the lil toy of orion, "she's right they are cute."

He laughs and sits down to keep me company.

As randome as all of this is i have to enjoy it. Its nice to be able to just relax and laugh about silly things like this.

Rose and Co.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

New job, old cold

I hate colds.
I REALLY REALLY hate colds.
Adding to this fun state is the fact that I've started a new job and can't miss my four weeks of training classes.
I suppose i could send my synth to do it, but i like this and i really wanna try. Besides I'm still not sure it wasnt that copy's fualt i got canned. Oh well, then again it coulda been the work of a higher power. I'm makeing two bucks and fifty cents more here, plus they arent trying to kill me. So I reallh am trying to make this work for me.
Though i dont know how much good the classes are gonna do me considering ive hacked and sneezed my way through them.
Orion seems to think that its a good place, he likes the fact that they acutally took all those degrees i have into account and pay me accordingly.

He is how ever still who he is and this means the moment i get home, and he hears one sneeze, back in bed i go..

I know they mean well, and I probably can use the rest. So I shouldnt be complaining.

Its given me a lot of time to think as I veg my way through several movies, currently Terminator is playing in the back ground.

I keep wondering whats on the horizon, are all of the threats over? Or is there something more out there stalking us and waiting till the moment is right to move.

God i hope not.


I hope we can just live in peace.

Still I DO understand the need for things like that. How can we know good, and defend our selves against evil if we've never seen it right?

Its a scary thought, but a nessassary one.

I let loose another volly of nostril bombs and this time it gets Ratchet's attention and i suddenly feel like running for my life as i see him headed my way.
Oh well hes just doing his job.

I hope i get over this soon, and that its not to wild in the near future.

take care!

Rose and Co.