2034 Olympics: Demolition Derby

The Swordfish - Coliseum - Space



         This massive, circular room serves as the central arena for the Swordfish, allowing it to host numerous games and events. Like the rest of the ship, this area is made of a white substance that /looks/ more like stone than metal, although whatever it is, it seems to serve well enough to hold the ship together. The richly carved stadium is lined with row upon row of standard seating, with several more luxurious balconies for the wealthier passengers. The stadium floor is sunken, and can be flooded for naval battles, or re-arranged to serve other purposes. Frequently, pit traps, nets, trip-wires and lasers provide additional challenge to any warriors or racers in the competition area below.





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Cybertronian Hovercar 

Blitzwing

Repugnus

Omnicar "Salamander" 

Desert Patrol Vehicle 

Vector WX3 

<p class="MsoNormal">Defense Base <Fortress Maximus>

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<p class="MsoNormal">Torque has arrived.

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<p class="MsoNormal">The Swordfish's coliseum is an entertainment technological marvel! Today the coliseum has been converted into an intimidating arena filled with countless gimmicks that would test the contestants. Jump pads. Oil slicks. Water puddles. Literally traps of all forms can be found all over the course, and right in the center of it all is Fortress Maximus himself in his defense base form.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Galen can be seen found on the roof top of the defense base with a microphone in hand, "Ladies and gentlemen! I'd like to thank Monacus and Six Lasers for donating 2% of the profits from tonight's event to the Nebulos' children hospital charity in exchange for me hosting this event tonight." He points down at the defense base underneath his feet, "In addition to the usual danger filled traps and various obstacles in the coliseum, this year we'll also be providing contestants with pit stop services."

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<p class="MsoNormal">The coliseum's spotlights converges upon the arena's entrance doors, which slides open for the participants within to come out, "So contestants, please do your best and remember, it's all for the children!"

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<p class="MsoNormal">Brainstorm transforms into his Cybertronian Jet <Brainstorm> mode.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Spike is standing outside of his super sweet armor-car and it's totally not dorky at all. Except for all the classic rock band stickers and hardware logos, plus the 'My child is an Honor Student at EDC Exo-Academy' tag. He's on his cellphone. "Yes, I'll be wearing my seat belt. No, don't tune in, you'll give yourself a heart attack. Love ya'." -click- "Let's do this!" he shouts, securing his helmet and goggles before hopping into the car and zooming out of the entrance doors.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Blitzwing laments, "But I hate children."

<p class="MsoNormal">Blitzwing transforms into a Leopard 2A6M tank.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Vector WX3 <Outrun> is parked not too far from the entrance of the coliseum getting more impatient as every seconds pass. This is his favorite event of the Olympics and he wait for it to start. Right now he's killing time by checking the other contestant...not an impressive showing for the decepticons.

<p class="MsoNormal">*VROOOOM*

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<p class="MsoNormal">Sandstorm doesn't come out one of the entrance doors. The armored buggy comes barreling over one of the arena walls, smoke trailing behind the jump as he arcs upward briefly and then comes down on the terrain with a rattling jostle. Not that it seems to slow the Wrecker down any as he drifts through a turn kicking up dirt, into a 360 spin, and comes to a stop almost perfectly in his starting spot.

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<p class="MsoNormal">If they're fighting for kids might as well give them a show, right?

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<p class="MsoNormal">Blitzwing sighs. Maybe Swindle can siphon that 2 percent back to the Decepticon's Young Warlords for Tomorrow children's propaganda campaign. He'll have to talk to him about that. In any event, the burly triplechanger shudders into a blur, rearranging himself into a menacing tank of German design, throttling next through the open entrance to take his place within the arena.

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<p class="MsoNormal">         Blurr couldn't possibly miss this one, either. As fast as he is, he has a clear advantage, here. And what's more, it's for the children! Which makes him chuckle when he spots Blitzwing. "Aww, Blitzwing! I didn't know you cared!" he taunts the Decepticon.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Leopard 2A6M <Blitzwing>'s external speaker crackles with static, "Don't go getting any stray ideas. No one cares about you, Blurr."

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<p class="MsoNormal">Cybertronian Jet <Brainstorm> enters the area, gazing with wonder at all the cool gadgets and looking excited at the mention of "danger-filled traps". Wow, he can't WAIT to spring some of these! He'll have to lower his velocity in order to accomodate the arena, so he has no real expectations of winning this event. But he's so AWESOME he just might do it, anyway! But the real reason he's here is to take in all the wicked-cool technology and get to participate in a bit of senseless destruction- all in good fun, of course! He looks up at the loudspeaker. "Children? Does the winner get one?" His optics brighten, looking just a little TOO interested in the possibility. "I want a one-percenter spark, if that's the case! Those are the GREEN ones!"

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<p class="MsoNormal">         "Tch, I was talking about the kids in the hospital, you idiot." Blurr retorts. "More people care about me than there are circuits in your brain module."

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<p class="MsoNormal">Desert Patrol Vehicle <Sandstorm> bwahahas at the two exchanging insults. "You realize that's still not necessarily very high then, eh Blurr?"

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<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "It's yours, Brainstorm."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "C'mon, Blurr- don't turbo-chicken out on me nooooow...."

<p class="MsoNormal">         Ah, well. Blurr finally stops and transforms, nodding to the Headmaster. "Congratulations, Brainstorm." he smirks and heads for the exit.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Cybertronian Jet <Brainstorm> misses...slag it. Again, that would have been sooo poe- well, you get the idea. He circles around for another go- and then Blurr concedes. Huh? The jet flies back down and heads towards the announcer's location. "Uh- does this mean I won?" There's a pause. "If so, NOW YOU MUST GIVE ME THE CHILDREN!" There's a ever-so-slightly unsettling laughter.

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<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Hey, I've got too many of these already anyway."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Spike Witwicky says, "Yeesh, tone down your humility Blurr!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Uh huh. You just keep tellin' yourself that, my mech...."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "NOW THE CHILDREN ARE MIIIINE"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "It's true."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Brainstorm, he wasn't offering children as prizes."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Haven't you ever heard of a charity function?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "YES HE WAS. I expect my green spark. Or green Nebulon. Either will do."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "No, he wasn't."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Yes, charity for me. Well, and the kid, too."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "He was saying that some of the money from the event would go to supporting the hospitals."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "No, charity for the children's medical facilities."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Well, that's nice too, I suppose. But I like win-win...especially for me."

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<p class="MsoNormal">Spike Witwicky vanishes out of reality.

<p class="MsoNormal">Spike Witwicky has left.

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<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Remember our discussion, Spike! I can help ya! And if you need references, just check out THIS GOLD MEDAL."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Spike Witwicky says, "We'll be in touch buddy."

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<p class="MsoNormal">Galen eye widens, "Did Blurr just do what I think he did?" It takes a few seconds but it finally sinks in, "My goodness he did! This year's demolition derby has been an exceptional in many different ways! The winner of the 2034 Olympics is BRAINSTORM who will be taking home the gold medal. Silver medalist, the indomitable Blurr! Bronze medalist, the only one who wasn't disqualified or knocked out, Outrun! I hope you've all enjoyed tonight's event, ladies and gentlemen. This is Galen, signing off!"

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<p class="MsoNormal">Galen puts down the microphone just in time for Fortress Maximus to ping him, << Uhm. Galen. Nebulos' child services is waiting for you in the office to address certain concerns of theirs. >>

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<p class="MsoNormal">Galen stares blankly for a moment before drooping his shoulders in resignation and disappearing down the roof access.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Cybertronian Jet <Brainstorm> transforms, pull out a huge entertainment center that starts playing "We are the Champions" and shooting confetti in the air, while a slideshow of Headmasters and photos of Brainstorm working in his lab start playing on a screen. He looks back, "You can mail my kid to me- first class is preferable, but I'll accept parcel post!" Then he adds, "Oh, and send Perceptor the bill!"

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<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr laughs. "No, I mean you -don't- get a kid. You just get a medal."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "It was just money going to the medical facilities, and the winner getting a medal."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Awww, well, that's a RIPOFF then. But I dunno Blurr... I'll just wait and see if anything comes in the mail."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Unless the medal itself transforms into a kid of some sort? I mean, y'never know...."

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<p class="MsoNormal">Repugnus has HIDDEN-disconnected.

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<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Ripoff? How is that a ripooff? It was never promised in the first place. ..yeah, sure. Keep dreaming."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "Oh sweet Primus would you two can it, I'm trying to recharge!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Turn of your communicator off then, Primus."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid won't admit that he's trying to sleep on call. So he just grumbles.

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "I'm just saying, like the reasonable 'Bot that I am, that they shouldn't raises our hopes like this only to take away our generous dreams of kindly raising the next generation. I was going to go to an amusement park with the brat, after all! Hey, Raid, I have a can of special energon that will help you recharge twice as fast. Of course, there miiiight be a few side effects."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "What are the side effects..."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "But they didn't get your hopes up. They didn't say anything about giving YOU a kid."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "You might grow some extra legs, Raid. But you're already a leg, aren't you? Or was that an arm? I'm sure it would just improve Superion, right? Make him run faster? Or, like, throw a few extra punches per round? I'm sure it would all work out for the best...."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "I'm pretty sure that would mess up the combining thing."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "I'm sure I could work on that, too."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "I'm a JET okay! The... the leg is just another form. I guess you could call me a triplechanger, yeah! But... I'd better consult my Primary Care Physician Torque before I try any of your stuff Brainstorm."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Eh, suit yourself..."

<p class="MsoNormal">Torque says, "Awesome~"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "I distinctly thought they DID, Blurr. If they didn't say it explicitly, then they sure IMPLIED it. *sniff*"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Anyway, just let me know if you ever change your mind, Raid!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "Sure pal. Y'know, people usually get paid for being lab mechanimals."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Well, I'll have you know none of the Headmasters asked to get paid. ...Though some of them did ask for extra vacation, extra bottles of high-grade and a trip to... never mind."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "I guess this explains why we never see yours."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "No one got that idea but you."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Hey, you gonna insult the guy who was offering you help through the sheer generosity of his fuel-pump? I'll just take my GOLD MEDAL and find more ...pleasant company!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "So...yeah I'm pretty sure it came from you own brain module."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "*your"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Which is a wonderful and amazing place, Blurr, by the way- you really have nooo idea."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Oh will you calm your cerebro-circuits? I'm not insulting you."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "Mech would you two just admit your undying love for one another already."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "I was speaking to Air Raid. But I can insult you, if you'd like? I wouldn't want you to feel left out, after all."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Something tells me -you'd- like it more than I would."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Undying love? What, is Perc- uh... never mind. Hey, Raid, don't you have a triplechanger to go get beat up by- I mean fight with?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid sighs.

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "A'ight Brainy, leave the stuff in my box will ya'?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Ha. Ha. Very funny, Air Raid."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Me, Blurr? Nah, I'm the picture of perfect Autobot innocence! I swear, I could be the poster child for Autobot generosity. Probably humbleness too. Right? Am I right? Buddy?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "Wha'..."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "REALLY, AIR RA- I mean, ....wise choice. I will be overjoyed to help! It's what I do!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid chuckles nervously.

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Torque says, "Raid, I think you should at least radio me before you try that stuff.. just in case."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid snorts, "Aw Torque, do you doubt Brainstorm?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "I mean look how trustworthy he is."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "PFFFT! What, Torque, you sayin' you don't trust me. MEEE?...Yes, LOOK at HOW TRUSTWORTHY I AM. ....And forget that last incident in Perceptor's lab while you do so, Okay?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Torque says, "Er, well.. not saying I don't trust you. It's just, you know, better safe than sorry."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Hm, I don't know Brainstorm. Maybe I should ask Perceptor about that one before think anything."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "..... Huh, Torque? *sound of absolutely NO comprehension*"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "C'mon Torque, FOR SCIENCE. Right?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "Besides you can fix anything."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "Super femme!"

<p class="MsoNormal">Combat: Your COMBAT flag has been cleared.

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Oh, Blurr, Perceptor's FIIINE with it. Of course, if you ask him, he miiiight say otherwise, but you know how he likes to tease.... Pay him no mind, Raid!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Torque sighs tiredly. "Fine fine. But if I have to replace your corroding tank I don't wanna hear any complaints, got it?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "You got it."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "I don't pay anyone any mind, Brainstorm!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "I don't even have mind!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "...I mean um."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "Wait that didn't come out right."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "Sounds GOOD, lovely medic!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "But you don't sound so good. Nope, Raid... you need that elixir stat. I'll drop it off. Let me know what happens, Okay?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid grunts.

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Torque says, "Lovely? Oh, why thank you~."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "Yeah will do."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Oh, great! I'll be sure to ask him."

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Wait, did you just say you didn't have a mind, Air Rai?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "*Raid"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "No. That's not what I meant. Shaddap!"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Brainstorm says, "The poor mech is TIRED, don't you understand, Blurr? Let the poor mech get his elixir. Don't interfere with SCIENCE."

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<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Blurr says, "Uh, well--what DID you mean?"

<p class="MsoNormal">< Autobot > Air Raid says, "Nothin'! Rechargin'! -click-"