{"id":1316,"date":"2020-06-11T08:34:50","date_gmt":"2020-06-11T12:34:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/?p=1316"},"modified":"2020-06-11T08:34:50","modified_gmt":"2020-06-11T12:34:50","slug":"tmc-5-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/tmc-5-5\/","title":{"rendered":"TMC 5-5"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Optimus, Tails, and Swoop were on the Ark<\/em>\u2019s bridge, about to start a new procedure to fix Teletraan. \u201cOkay, Teletraan,\u201d mused Optimus. \u201cI was hoping to find a quicker solution, but the long way\u2019s the only way right now. We\u2019re going to go through every scrap of code and\u2026\u201d The Ark<\/em> lurched and tossed the three to the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat was that?!\u201d yelped Tails.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe ship is leaving orbit,\u201d reported Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhy?!\u201d demanded Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBecause the engines were turned on,\u201d replied Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThank you, that was helpful!\u201d snapped Optimus. \u201cTurn the ship around!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cV is for oranges,\u201d answered Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026What?!\u201d quizzed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI met you on a Monday,\u201d called Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026What?!\u201d yelped Swoop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBlackberries, peas, I saw the tiny minds of large heroes,\u201d continued Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026I feel like saying \u2018what\u2019 is all we\u2019re going to do,\u201d muttered Tails.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Self-diagnostics in progress, self-diagnostics cancelled,\u201d replied Teletraan. \u201cAll\u2019s fair in love and war. Lowering internal temperature. Raising internal temperature. Lowering internal temperature. Raising internal temperature.\u201d Optimus scrambled to Tactical to get a message out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMayday! Mayday! Mayday! This is a distress call!\u201d he called. \u201cThis is Optimus Prime onboard the Autobot Vanguard<\/em>-class Starship, Ark<\/em>! My ship\u2019s computer has gone insane! It has taken control of the engines! We are leaving Mobius\u2019 orbit! Our fuel is at 96 percent! We need someone to get the ship to stop! Does anyone read?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHee! Hee! Hee!\u201d laughed Teletraan. \u201cYou\u2019re funny! Query: are you afraid?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026I am now,\u201d shuddered Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Onboard the Dyno-bot ship, Slash entered a room. She seemed to have traded her armor for a Shakespearean dress. \u201cComputer,\u201d she instructed, \u201cresume Romeo and Juliet<\/em>: Act 3: Scene 1 from bookmarked stop.\u201d The room then projected Verona, Italy, with people and a man beside her. Three men were approaching her and the man with her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBy my head, here come the Capulets,\u201d warned the man, Benvolio.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBy my heel, I care not,\u201d hissed Slash, playing a gender-flipped Mercutio. One of the men spoke to his companions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFollow me close, for I will speak to them,\u201d he commanded, revealing himself to be Fiery Tybalt. He then turned to Slash and Benvolio. \u201cGentlemen, good den: a word with one of you.\u201d At that point, the program was paused as Claws\u2019 avatar came up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cForgive me, Mistress,\u201d she began. \u201cBut I have received a transmission.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTell them to wait,\u201d snarled Slash. \u201cComputer\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt seems rather urgent,\u201d replied Claws.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen tell them to leave a message! I\u2019m having some peace of mind!\u201d snapped Slash. \u201cComputer, resume program!\u201d The program returned to motion and Slash picked up her lines with Tybalt. \u201cAnd but one word with one of us? Couple it with something; make it a word and a blow!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou shall find me apt enough to that, Sir,\u201d remarked Tybalt, \u201cand you will give me occasion.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCould you not take some occasion without giving?\u201d hissed Slash, earning a gasp from a passerby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMercutio, thou consort’st with Romeo,\u201d accused Tybalt. He was about to speak further, but Slash interrupted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cConsort!\u201d she snapped. \u201cWhat, dost thou make us minstrels? And thou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing but discords: here’s my fiddlestick; here’s that shall make you dance!\u201d She drew a concealed rapier from the back of her dress. \u201c’Zounds, consort!\u201d Benvolio then put his hand on her shoulder, trying to get her to stop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe talk here in the public haunt of men!\u201d he hissed in worry. \u201cEither withdraw unto some private place, and reason coldly of your grievances, or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMen’s eyes were made to look,\u201d retorted Slash, \u201cand let them gaze; I will not budge for no man’s pleasure, I!\u201d At that point, Romeo came up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEr, Mistress,\u201d interjected Claws.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell,\u201d mused Tybalt as he saw Romeo, \u201cpeace be with you, Sir. Here comes my man.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBut I’ll be hanged, sir,\u201d hissed Slash, \u201cif he wear your livery. Marry, go before to field, he’ll be your follower; your worship in that sense may call him ‘man.’\u201d Tybalt ignored her as he spoke to Romeo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRomeo, the hate I bear thee can afford no better term than this, thou art a villain,\u201d he growled. Romeo was confused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTybalt,\u201d he replied, \u201cthe reason that I have to love thee doth much excuse the appertaining rage to such a greeting. Villain am I none; therefore farewell; I see thou know’st me not.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBoy,\u201d snarled Tybalt as he drew his rapier, \u201cthis shall not excuse the injuries that thou hast done me; therefore, turn and draw!\u201d Romeo backed away in a bit of surprise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI do protest!\u201d he yelped. \u201cI never injured thee, but love thee better than thou canst devise, till thou shalt know the reason of my love! And so, good Capulet, which name I tender as dearly as my own, be satisfied!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cO calm, dishonorable, vile submission!\u201d roared Slash. \u201cAlla stoccata carries it away!\u201d She used her rapier to knock Tybalt\u2019s to the side. \u201cTybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?!\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMistress, I really think you should\u2026\u201d called Claws.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat wouldst thou have with me?!\u201d asked Tybalt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood king of cats,\u201d challenged Slash, \u201cnothing but one of your nine lives; that I mean to make bold withal, and as you shall use me hereafter, drybeat the rest of the eight! Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcher by the ears?! Make haste, lest mine be about your ears ere it be out!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI am for you!\u201d declared Tybalt as he switched targets.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up!\u201d begged Romeo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCome, Sir, your passado!\u201d shouted Slash.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMISTRESS SLASH!\u201d snapped Claws.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cComputer, pause program!\u201d snarled Slash. As Tybalt charged at Slash, everything froze. \u201cWHAT IS IT?!\u201d roared Slash.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDanger!\u201d called her warning system.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a distress call,\u201d explained Claws. \u201cGrimlock received it from Optimus\u2019s ship and ordered all hands on deck for a rescue operation. He\u2019s already picked up the Autobots.\u201d Slash sighed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd I thought I could finish Mercutio\u2019s last scene today,\u201d she muttered. She held a bit of her dress in her hand, then let it drop. \u201cI\u2019ll be there in a klik,\u201d she assured.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Aleena felt a twinge in her heart. Something was clearly about to happen to Mobius and wanted the Autobots out of the picture. While she was musing, she felt a twinge in her head. She then cleared her thoughts to allow a telepathic message in her head. \u201cYou know he\u2019s guilty,\u201d called a man\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe\u2019s needed for command!\u201d insisted Aleena.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe investigators have compiled enough evidence,\u201d countered the voice. \u201cMECH has invaded our defenses. Our peace is at risk if he remains.\u201d Aleena sighed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTrust is going to waver,\u201d she observed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt will work out,\u201d assured the voice. Aleena scoffed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSaw it in a vision?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cA vision supplemented by history,\u201d answered the voice. Aleena sighed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo choice then,\u201d she sighed as she headed back into the castle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry, Your Majesty,\u201d replied the voice, \u201cbut he\u2019s too dangerous. Besides, G.U.N will flourish better without him, as will your children.\u201d Aleena smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSonic WOULD like him to get off his back,\u201d she chuckled softly. Her grim look returned as she arrived at her office. \u201cWell, it can\u2019t be helped. He\u2019s proven to be too dangerous.\u201d When she sat down, she pressed a button, activating a screen to show an aged Mobian Hedgehog butler. \u201cWilson, bring up the case file for the MECH investigation and the arrest warrant.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMa\u2019am?\u201d asked the butler, Wilson.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019ve been blinding myself to a massive danger to our people,\u201d explained Aleena. \u201cWith the evidence piled up and how warlike he is, he cannot remain in G.U.N any longer.\u201d She then steeled herself before finishing. \u201cCommander Abraham Tower is under arrest for treason and commanding a known terrorist organization!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u201cThis is Halloween!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

This is Halloween!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pumpkins scream in the dead of night!<\/em>\u201d sang Blackarachnia as she laid down the web lines in her new lair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThis is Halloween!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Everybody make a scene!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trick or treat till the neighbors go and die of fright!<\/em>\u201d She then brought out a device and pressed a button. A Ground Bridge portal opened. \u201cA remote control for the Autobots\u2019 Ground Bridge,\u201d giggled Blackarachnia, \u201cI LOVE Autobot science!\u201d She skipped through and arrived inside the Command Center of the Autobot base. She looked around. The lights were off, not a problem for her. Unlike the animal she was based off of, she had excellent day and night vision. She continued her visual sweep. She didn\u2019t see anyone. She decided to chance it. \u201cHELLO!\u201d she called. \u201cPOISONOUS AND BEAUTIFUL DECEPTICON SPIDER-LADY HERE!\u201d Not a peep, not even an alarm. \u201cWell,\u201d she then mused to herself, \u201cit looks like I have the run of the place.\u201d She then wandered over to the main console and pulled out a spider-themed scanner. She then pulled out a cord from the bottom of the device as it made tricorder noises. She was about to plug the cord in when\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHave you been helped?\u201d asked a robotic voice. Blackarachnia whirled around to see E123-Omega standing behind her. She then looked around awkwardly and retracted the cord. She gave a nervous grin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m just visiting,\u201d she answered innocently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cConsidering that you entered the premises without warning,\u201d observed Omega, \u201cstarted probing the base for secrets, and used stolen Autobot technology, I do not believe you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEr\u2026\u2026shut up!\u201d floundered Blackarachnia. \u201cYou know, maybe I\u2019ll just take those secrets and\u2026!\u201d Omega converted his hands into their chain-gun mode and fired. A few shots hit her in the leg! \u201cARGH! You little scrap pile!\u201d she shouted as she leapt over him and fired a web shot. Omega was pinned to the floor! \u201cLearned how to pin prey from the Spitting Spiders!\u201d said Blackarachnia. Then, she heard cords snapping. \u201cOh no,\u201d she muttered as she guessed what would happen in the next few seconds. Omega got up, snapping the web. He then converted his hand into a long cannon. \u201cFINE!\u201d snapped Blackarachnia as she dodged cannon fire and activated her Ground Bridge. \u201cI can tell when I\u2019m not wanted!\u201d She transformed and fled back to her lair. The portal shut itself when she arrived. She transformed back. \u201cI\u2019ll make my own coffee!\u201d she muttered to herself. She then remembered. \u201cSpeaking of, how\u2019s it processing?\u201d She went to a machine that had a red crystal on top that was being ground and turned into a liquid. It was a slow process, the resulting liquid collecting by one drop every five seconds. \u201cCome on!\u201d she hissed. \u201cHurry up already!\u201d The machine taunted her by slowly releasing another drop. \u201cHow is it that speed-enhancing Red Energon takes longer to process than regular Energon!?!?\u201d she snapped. Another drop. She hissed and sat down, ready for a quick stasis nap. Her nap was stopped by a beeping from the Energon refiner and she jolted awake. As soon as her internal chronometer synced up, so she could judge how long she napped, she saw the results of her refined Red Energon. It barely reached a ninth of the collection tank. She hissed. \u201cAn entire chunk of Red Energon ore, AND THIS IS ALL I GET?!\u201d She was livid. \u201cThere\u2019s enough here for one dose! Maybe two!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAlert, activity detected,\u201d reported a cold, dispassionate voice. \u201cPseudo-Sparks detected, but frames do not match that of any Decepti-drone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShow me,\u201d ordered Blackarachnia. A screen then started displaying the Cyber-Eggs transforming and landing. \u201cThe genetic basis must have been changed to an altered version of Eggman,\u201d she guessed. \u201cCalculate destination of these creatures.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGrid Haylex,\u201d droned the computer. \u201cCoordinates: 8-8-3-5-7-4-2.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGreen Hill Zone,\u201d recalled Blackarachnia. \u201cExtrapolate on available data, what are they going there for?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRecent energy signature matches that of a relic from the war,\u201d relayed the computer. \u201cLikely hypothesis is that they have been sent to retrieve it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRelic hunting,\u201d she mused. She then looked at the Red Energon. \u201cWhile speed is hardly the be all and end all in a fight, it should provide me with enough of an edge to obtain a more formidable relic.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Optimus, Tails, and Swoop were on the Ark\u2019s bridge, about to start a new procedure to fix Teletraan. \u201cOkay, Teletraan,\u201d mused Optimus. \u201cI was hoping to find a quicker solution, but the long way\u2019s the only way right now. We\u2019re going to go through every scrap of code and\u2026\u201d The Ark lurched and tossed the three to the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1058,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[98,229],"tags":[146,337],"class_list":["post-1316","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles-arc-5-rise-of-the-eggman-hive","tag-sonic","tag-transformers"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1316","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1316"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1316\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1317,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1316\/revisions\/1317"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1058"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1316"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1316"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1316"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}