This is very interesting! It has gotten my attention. Great work Delta let me know when you want a re3view of this. s
Would she be a Dewbot or Bacontronian? Well considering I have a can of Mountain Dew in front of me.........
I've decided that this will get updated (by me) Wednesdays and Fridays starting next week. Tuesdays and Thursdays I will occasionally have a guest writer to do an update. Again, if you feel like being a guest writer-and you're a DBA member- shoot me a PM telling me when you want to do an update.
I be liking this idea I get the best of both worlds and I can keep my head while still being stark raving mad at the same time Trust me, I can >.> It's confusing.
Chapter 2 Autobot girl was busy raiding the grocery store for Diet Dew. She figured she might as well pick up some cheese and avacados too. (Cheese because it goes well with bacon, avacados because they have a funny name.) After she had finally found the Diet Dew, the entire store shook. "That's funny. I don't feel that hungry," she thought to herself. Unfortunately for her, it wasn't her stomach. She glanced out the store window, only to be stared down by a frankensteinish blue wasp. Now, any normal person under these circumstances would scream in fear at the sight of such a grotesque mechanical menace. Auto wasn't normal. "Awesome! Okay Mr. Bee, hold still. I gotta get a picture of you!" The bee became angry with her, and its form started to change. It grew arms and legs, and its head folded down to its torso. It was transforming! "DIRGEGUN, DESTROOOOOOOOY!!!!!" At that, it took out a huge gun and aimed it right at Auto's forehead. "Auto, no! Get down!" Roaring down the road on their VOLTHOGS (in all caps as is necessary), her fellow DBA members sprang into action, holding rocket pod and double bazooka, and other side rocket pod, and-- "Hey DP, stop referencing Thew and start blasting that thing!" Young Optimus14 yelled, holding up his new spatula gun. Crazymadman lead his friends into combat with the mutated Dirgegun, but they were promptly stopped by a fiery looking Seeker. Obviously this was Sunstorm, but he also seemed mutated. He was flailing his arms about haphazardly, and every mechanical object he touched seemed to explode! "Someone's getting a drill to the face!" Prime13 yelled. He brandished his prized weapon, only to have it swatted away by Dirgegun. The Decepticon duo started to thrash the city now, completely ignoring the DBA and their heavy weaponry. Some guys, such as Sage, grew increasingly annoyed with this and started trying to get the attention of the Cons. I personally took a Dewblaster and tried to "cool Sunstorm off" with it. This proved to be incredibly foolish, because now the two Cons were completely focused on the crazy humans. "Tyler, this isn't what I signed up for!" Swifty yelled in frustration. She was having a bit of a rough first mission. "Sorry, I thought these guys were dead!" I replied. "Obviously they wanted seconds!" shouted Delta as he transformed and punched Dirgegun in the face. The situation seemed too improve after that, as Delta grabbed Dirgegun by the throat and threw him towards Sunstorm. Because of his unstable surface, Sunstorm caused Dirgegun to short circuit! Sunstorm freaked out and leapt towards Delta. The Autobot tried to fight back, but Sunstorm gave off so much electrical discharge, it caused Delta's circuits to fry as well! The DBA was left without a giant freaking robot to help them, but they made do. Or should I say made "Dew." Bad pun, I know. "DP, for the last time, stop narrating, start shooting!" yelled RIDUltraMagnus. "Hey ROTF Sideswipe, you're a bio-mech, aren'tcha? "Yeah, what of it?" "Well, maybe you can charge up that VOLTHOG over there and lure Sunstorm over too it!" "But...but that's DP's!" "So? He's got Delta!" RIDUltraMagnus answered, now getting quite annoyed. ROTF Sideswipe reluctantly plugged his robo arm into MY VOLTHOG and super charged it. He then began yelling and shooting at Sunstorm, causing the bot to run up to him. Quickly, the maniacal mech placed his hands on the VOLTHOG, and a huge surge of energy coursed through his circuits. He fell to the ground with a loud thud, and the DBA members gathered around him. "Is he...dead?" asked Swiftcat, who was at this point rather frightened. "Yeah....yeah I think he is!" said Sage triumpantly. Unfortunately, it was too soon to celebrate. Sunstorm grunted loudly, then carefully got back up onto his feet. "Thank you, foolish human. Now I, the magnificent Sunstorm, can think clearly now--now I, the amazingly talented Sunstorm shall lead you too your.....DOOM."
I know, I know, but I'm tweaking that idea a little bit for this story. You'll sort of be like a Nebulan or something like that. Remember how the DBA got all mechanized in our old fanfic? I may be doing something like that in this new one, and have you keep it or something like that.
Chapter 3 Sunstorm was once again self-aware, and he was set to kill anyone who dared oppose him--and that just happened to be me. Hey, I was ticked that he knocked Delta out, and I wasn't gonna let him get away with it! "Hey you piece of slag, I've had just about enough of you!" I yelled. Instead of coming at me, he grabbed for Prime13 and YO14. Obviously they would've died had they made contact with Sunstorm, but something stopped the supercharged Con before he could do anything. "Sunstorm, enough." It was Victor Drath and his assisstant, Joey Slick! They were armed to the teeth, and they were cleary ready to shoot down anyone who looked at them wrong. Autobot Girl took a careful step towards them, wondering what was going on now. "You may not know it, SUnstorm, but I have implanted a detonator in your chasis. You cross me, you die. Now pick up your buddy Dirgegun over there and come back to base. As for the rest of you DBA operatives....I'll deal with you some other time." Sage spoke up: "Hey, who do you think you are? He was our villian! You can't just take him away, I wanted to make him kerplode! Who are you anyways?!" "Someone to be feared," Victor replied as he took a shoot at me. The jerk got me right in the leg! "That's it!" said Crazymadman. He charged towards Victor, but Joey stopped him dead in his tracks with his Walther p38 handgun. CMM reluctantly relented, and the DBA allowed Victor to escape with the Decepticons. Later that day, the team tried to recover from the day's failure, but there were quite a few injuries. My leg was gruesomely damaged, and ROTF Sideswipe was randomly short circuiting and seizuring. Other members had plenty of cuts, bruises, and other various injuries. The Diet Dew even lost its fizziness! "G-g-g-guys, we need to find that guy and take him d-d-d-d-down!" stuttered ROTF Sideswipe. "Easy dude. Sage, what should we do with him?" asked RIDUltraMagnus. "I could turn him into a weapon!" Young Optimus14 suggested. "No, don't be silly. You ca--" But Swiftcat cut RIDUltraMagnus off. "Actually, he might be on to something. Maybe we could take a VOLTHOG and....well....." "No no, go on Swiftcat," Auto told her. Young Optimus14 was already in the armory, searching for stuff he could use to fix up ROTF Sideswipe.
Hmmm...quite the ominous character Victor is. On another note HOLYWHATTHEFRAG?! He put a bomb in one of my favorite character's chest? *walks away grumbling* ...like to put a bomb in Victor's chasis.....
Well today is my day to up date the fanfic so.... YOP14 had many weapons in his armory. From pistols to lasers to common house hol appalinces to what looked like Iron Man armors. "Do you want a spatula hand?" YOP14 asked ROTF Sideswipe. "Yes thats just what I need to fight Victor. A spatula." Sideswipe answered sarcastically. "But it would be great for barbeques!" "He needs something useful." Delta prime said. "Fine. Whatever you say." He beguan digging around his workshop throwing out random weapons. "No. No. Hey look a quarter!" Everyone: "FOCUS!" "Ah here it is! I knew I had I had a spare." ROTF Sideswipe: "A spare arm?" "No that would be way to convenient. I have a spare Cybertronian sword but I'm goin to need some time to build a replacement arm." "But you have Iron Man armors in there." "No I don't." "Yes you do. I can see them. Is that the War Machine armor?" "No its not. It is the Mark 11 armor that was nicjnamed "War Machine"." DP: "Why not just use the Mark II's arm as a replacement then?" ".... Fine. But I'm taking out the repulsor. Now I need someone to get me some Dew and bacon. This might take a while. Everyone else needs to leave." And thus, with Deltaprime off getting the Dew and bacon, YOP14 beguan building a new arm that only had one weapon attached to it.
