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beckyh2112) wrote2008-06-15 09:45 pm
beckyh2112) wrote2008-06-15 09:45 pm
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Choose Your Own Adventure: Prowl
This is the fault of dzchat. If you think this is awesome, you may thank them. If you think this sucks, you may blame me for giving into peer pressure.
The way this is going to work is I am going to write an opening piece, then close it with some options. Each option can be chosen only once. I will write some more, then provide some more options. It should spiral out from there.
I imagine after a while this will get very unwieldy. I don't think this can be helped.
Also, please be aware that I am making this up as I go along. Additionally, it's not a true Choose-Your-Own-Adventure, unless at least a couple of options lead to your horrible death. Or you turning evil.
Prowl's day starts out very ordinary, but with Megatron implementing his latest plot, things could go very wrong for our favorite Datsun! How does he survive and, more importantly, get back to his one true love for their hot date tonight?
Beautiful Logic Strings
In the Autobot lounge (not, incidentally, the one the Aerialbots had claimed as their territory and decorated with jet-porn pinups), Prowl snagged a cup of energon. Retreating quickly before the minibots descended on the energon dispensor, he sat down in the corner with a datapad full of this week's reports.
Five reports of thefts by Stunticons had been reported last week. To his intense regret, neither he nor Smokescreen had been able to catch up with them before they vanished with their prizes. Knowing full well he couldn't do anything useful with the data, he had passed the reports on to Perceptor and Wheeljack. Now they had tendered their own report...
He had also dispatched the Aerialbots to keep a close eye on the Decepticons. Silverbolt delivered constant reports, though Prowl sometimes suspected Silverbolt was delegating report-writing to the other Aerialbots as a form of punishment. He wasn't certain whom was intended to be punished, but the Datsun thought he definitely was being punished by this practice.
Of course, there were also a lot of miscellaneous reports. Activity on Cybertron, Dinobot scuffles, Lamborghini scuffles, Red Alert bitching about Sideswipe bothering him about where his twin was...
Hmm. Prowl took a long sip from his energon and read over Perceptor's report. If this were correct... He needed to talk to Silverbolt right away.
"New reports, Prowl?" Jazz slid into the seat opposite him with a grin. "Got some tidbits you might want to hear."
---
Listen to what Jazz has to say?
Radio Silverbolt?
Continue reading reports?
The way this is going to work is I am going to write an opening piece, then close it with some options. Each option can be chosen only once. I will write some more, then provide some more options. It should spiral out from there.
I imagine after a while this will get very unwieldy. I don't think this can be helped.
Also, please be aware that I am making this up as I go along. Additionally, it's not a true Choose-Your-Own-Adventure, unless at least a couple of options lead to your horrible death. Or you turning evil.
Prowl's day starts out very ordinary, but with Megatron implementing his latest plot, things could go very wrong for our favorite Datsun! How does he survive and, more importantly, get back to his one true love for their hot date tonight?
Beautiful Logic Strings
In the Autobot lounge (not, incidentally, the one the Aerialbots had claimed as their territory and decorated with jet-porn pinups), Prowl snagged a cup of energon. Retreating quickly before the minibots descended on the energon dispensor, he sat down in the corner with a datapad full of this week's reports.
Five reports of thefts by Stunticons had been reported last week. To his intense regret, neither he nor Smokescreen had been able to catch up with them before they vanished with their prizes. Knowing full well he couldn't do anything useful with the data, he had passed the reports on to Perceptor and Wheeljack. Now they had tendered their own report...
He had also dispatched the Aerialbots to keep a close eye on the Decepticons. Silverbolt delivered constant reports, though Prowl sometimes suspected Silverbolt was delegating report-writing to the other Aerialbots as a form of punishment. He wasn't certain whom was intended to be punished, but the Datsun thought he definitely was being punished by this practice.
Of course, there were also a lot of miscellaneous reports. Activity on Cybertron, Dinobot scuffles, Lamborghini scuffles, Red Alert bitching about Sideswipe bothering him about where his twin was...
Hmm. Prowl took a long sip from his energon and read over Perceptor's report. If this were correct... He needed to talk to Silverbolt right away.
"New reports, Prowl?" Jazz slid into the seat opposite him with a grin. "Got some tidbits you might want to hear."
---
Listen to what Jazz has to say?
Radio Silverbolt?
Continue reading reports?
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