Angry Ravage Is Angry

Title: Sanity is Subjective
Rating: PG
Pairing: Optimus Prime/Primus
Prompt: "If you don't stop apologizing, I will grab you somewhere unpleasant." (from camfield)
Notes: So, in shibara_ffnet's stream last night, camfield roped a bunch of us into having a prompt orgy. There were five of us total – one gave everyone a prompt, and the other four had 15 minutes to write something for it. Unfortunately, the 15-minute time limit was pretty strict – we could finish sentences, but we couldn't finish where were going with what we were writing, so these are all really rough and end rather abruptly.

I actually had a lot more fun than I expected to. I normally can't write under pressure and especially not for something I didn't think up on my own, but all of these came to me pretty easily, so I was very pleasantly surprised. And I actually rather like how most of them turned out, so...yeah.

( I mean it. I'm tired of it. )


Title: The Cat and the Hound
Rating: PG
Pairing: Hound/Ravage
Prompt: Run until you can't run anymore (from dellessa)
Notes: So, in shibara_ffnet's stream last night, camfield roped a bunch of us into having a prompt orgy. There were five of us total – one gave everyone a prompt, and the other four had 15 minutes to write something for it. Unfortunately, the 15-minute time limit was pretty strict – we could finish sentences, but we couldn't finish where were going with what we were writing, so these are all really rough and end rather abruptly.

I...joygasmed at this prompt. I won't even deny it. I ship these two so hard it's ridiculous, and nothing exists for them beyond iiiskaaa's old one-shot.

( Checkmate )



Title: Why Soundwave's No Longer Allowed to Upgrade Himself
Rating: PG
Pairing: Starscream/Soundwave
Prompt: Tentacles weren't designed for that, but okay (from lady_aquill)
Notes: So, in shibara_ffnet's stream last night, camfield roped a bunch of us into having a prompt orgy. There were five of us total – one gave everyone a prompt, and the other four had 15 minutes to write something for it. Unfortunately, the 15-minute time limit was pretty strict – we could finish sentences, but we couldn't finish where were going with what we were writing, so these are all really rough and end rather abruptly.

I've always been fond of this pairing, but I've never been able to write them together before. I didn't succeed much on that end this time either.

( At least Starscream could say 'I told you so.' )



Title: Fine Print
Rating: PG
Pairing: Swindle/??
Prompt: "It's always the fine print, mech. You should know." (from shibara_ffnet)
Notes: So, in shibara_ffnet's stream last night, camfield roped a bunch of us into having a prompt orgy. There were five of us total – one gave everyone a prompt, and the other four had 15 minutes to write something for it. Unfortunately, the 15-minute time limit was pretty strict – we could finish sentences, but we couldn't finish where were going with what we were writing, so these are all really rough and end rather abruptly.

Shibara actually did give me a full pairing in the prompt, but I twisted it around in my response, and I don't want to spoil what I did. I went to Darkville with this one.

( He needed it )

I'm always a sucker for bandwagons. Plus, this kinda has the plus of showing *old man voice* I'm not dead~ [/inside joke]

Post a single sentence extract from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations.

• Clearly, Thundercracker was not versed in the proper handling of cassettes, Eject realized as he was plucked up rather painfully by the back of his neck, and the grip only became more painful as he was lifted from the ground and felt the planet's intense gravity trying to draw him back down.


• Prowl lowered his gaze back to the duty roster as he abruptly cut off his subordinate's monologue, "That is the most disgusting odor I've ever had the misfortune of smelling. Get it away from me."


• Only two sources of luminescence penetrated the blackness, crimson and cerulean.


• In an instant, it was as if they were no longer in the foreign, organic bodies they were currently trapped inside and instead were once again in the sky where they belonged - as Starscream bounded over a fallen log with a fluid grace hidden by his strange, organic prison, Thundercracker and Skywarp immediately fell into formation behind him, their antlers tossed high as they veritably glided with their commander over the meadow.


• No, we were simply Machine Soldier Black, Machine Soldier Red, Machine Soldier Blue, Machine Soldier Yellow, and I was Machine Soldier White.


• They were merely shadows, colorless forms whose only purpose was to do the bidding of their master.