2022 Olympics Sharpshooting



Transformers 2005 - Monday, July 12, 2004, 9:59 AM

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Combat Pit 1

A recessed arena, ringed by tiers of bleachers to give onlookers an optimal view.

Contents:

Shoot list

DepthCharge

James Trent

Orbital Cannon

Marissa

Selena Llwyll

Swindle

Onslaught

Mobile Target

Galvatron

Chief Justice Burger

DepthCharge frowns at Galvatron. That's not nice at all. He decides that since he is being insulted he has fiendishly outwitted the Decepticons and has in fact found his mark. Ha! Autobot victory already. A panel on his lower right arm slides open and up extends his 'electro-booster' weapon. Setting it to 'pot shot' mode, DepthCharge arms his right arm towards the moving target and directs current through his body and out of the booster weapon. A series of five crackling spheres of ball lighting burst out of DepthCharge's weapon and race towards the target. Go Autobots!

DepthCharge misses Mobile Target with his Ball Lightning attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving DepthCharge a raspberry.

DepthCharge scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

DepthCharge misses Mobile Target with his Ball Lightning attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving DepthCharge a raspberry.

DepthCharge scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

DepthCharge misses Mobile Target with his Ball Lightning attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving DepthCharge a raspberry.

Starscream laughs, "How incredibly lame. Depthcharge, you should replace Mongrel up here as my lackey. He could shoot better than you, you aquabot freak. Get out of my ring, you disgusting little vermin. Gayvatron, you're up. And no Galvcannons, I've seen enough for a lifetime. ASS!"

Marissa can't help but overhear the banter between the two Militants. "It's not just Mach- I mean, Transformers in this match, you two." Marissa then whispers, "Lets show them what a Earth-born human being is capable of." In this case, she's siding with the damn dirty Militants. Marissa's bodyguards seem to agree, since this is a nice peaceful way to show those arrogant Cybertronians up.

Galvatron moves up to his mark, firing off three shots in robot mode, he finishes up with two in cannon mode, transforming all dramatic like. "Starscream, the only thing keeping me from bursting into joy is the fact that I killed you so beautifully. It's just too amusing to be purely joyful."

Galvatron scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Galvatron misses Mobile Target with his Cannon attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Galvatron a raspberry.

Galvatron misses Mobile Target with his Cannon attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Galvatron a raspberry.

Galvatron places his barrel on his head and transforms into cannon mode. Oh no, someone's gonna get it.

Fusion Cannon  misses Mobile Target with his Cannon  attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Galvatron a raspberry.

The air shimmers around Aramasu's body as the Hikage Clan armor materializes around him.

Fusion Cannon  scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream laughs, "Galvatron is out."

Fusion Cannon  transforms back, "Only because of your incessant bitching. SHUTUP!"

The fusion cannon reconfigures up into Galvatron.

DepthCharge watches as two of his shots do indeed hit the target. Why, that's his best effort yet! He turns about, waiting for his victory cheers yet only gets insults again. And.. a disqualification! Aww. The Aquabot nods slowly, saying, "Umm.. okay.. I'll just be over here." And trudges his poor loser self off into the corner of the round ring (yes, I do realize that is impossible!) and sits down, watching the rest of the shooters.

Selena Llwyll glances over at Marissa, brows arching perfectly up like a ravens wings over eyes glittering a golden brown. "You were being so quiet, it is rude to force conversation on you." A grin as she glances at those shooting now, "So much talk..." a blink.. and she chuckles softly, "Transformers. I'll grant that concession in this conversation for diplomacy's sake, Ms. Fairborne."

Soundwave has arrived.

Starscream laughs, "Of course, blame it on Starscream. I see nothing has changed you ignorant whelp. James Suck! You are up. Or down. All depends on how much you suck."

Marissa has to stifle a laugh as well, but her bodyguards don't bother and actively point while laughing. Marissa's chuckles are going to probably make her lose this event - settin' up for failure already, baby. Marissa nods back to Selena, "Well then, so long as you're able to behave yourselves-" If Hikage is anywhere close by, he gets a sudden glare before she returns her gaze to Selena, "Then I see no reason why the EDC and Militants shouldn't continue their joint ventures."

And somewhere, off in the distance, the Ambiguously Gay Duo watch over Starscream approvingly.

Swindle does his very best to supress a smirk. Alright, he may do no better, but for their faction's leader to be eliminated in the first round of the contest, my how embarrassing.

James Trent totally ignores Marissa, he doesn't care much about diplomacy at the moment. It is now his turn and the nova commander takes his mark. It seems that James is not in a hurry, he is taking a lot of time to take his position. Then he raises his gun and aims carefully at the target. He is good in a jet, not let see what he can do with a gun. He aims, takes a breath and fires 5 bullets.

James Trent misses Mobile Target with its 9mm pistol attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving James Trent a raspberry.

James Trent misses Mobile Target with its 9mm pistol attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving James Trent a raspberry.

James Trent misses Mobile Target with its 9mm pistol attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving James Trent a raspberry.

James Trent scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

James Trent scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Soundwave jogs down the ramp leading into the combat pit. Fresh off of an Imperial shuttle, Soundwave has only just managed to arrive on planet in time to compete in the sharpshooting event. He slows down and lets his red optical band sweep over the crowd of transformers, aliens, and humans alike.

Stasrcream laughs and laughs, "WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL?!" Yes he can say unthemely things like that, he's a hologram. "You truly ARE James Suck. Get the hell out of here. You make me laugh. Or better yet, I could use a good errand boy, Mongrel is so boring. HA! Next: Sockwave Blinky. Blink me to death, or something

Orbital Cannon senses Galvatron's frustration form his lackluster performance, but does not let it permeate his concentration. Going in the middle of the pack has its advantages, afterall, as he can guage the movements of the target and make the appropriate adjustments as needed to his targetting. Also, in orbital cannon mode he is mobile and can reposition himself as necessary to score direct hits. The chatter among the Earth-born humans of this and other universes creates a murmur against 'the machines', but Shockwave is unimpressed so far after James Trent's poor performance. Intent on being the the first one to not be disqualified in the first round, he fires off rapid shots at the target. "I remain surprised that you are coherent enough to speak, Starscreaml given the way Galvatron dispatched you from your life 20 years ago."

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Orbital Cannon misses Mobile Target with his Ultimate Shockwave attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Shockwave a raspberry.

Orbital Cannon scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Orbital Cannon scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Orbital Cannon scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Orbital Cannon scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream smirks, "It's a talent, Shockwave. Clearly, he was lucky. Can't you see that he sucks. He just missed all but twice. Either that, or I succeeded in my wish of annoying him into defeat. MUAHAHAHAH! I rule. SEEKERS FOREVER! Anyway. Shockwave, by some miracle, advances. We all know I would still beat him. Logic is so boring without deviousness. Anyway...here's a cookie shockwave. Next...Lameissa."

Foxfire has arrived.

Aramasu Hikage walks into the put carrying a long metal case. The militant opens it and begins to prepare his weapon of choice. "Not a bad showing Commander Trent but I am a bit disappointed in your performance." The ninja smiles Yes...such a fine weapon indeed. Hikage finishes prepping his ammo.

Marissa stands up straight as her name is called. Or some bastardized version of her name. Always eager to make Starscream shut the hell up, Marissa charges up her fancy rifle and steps forward to the mark, kneeling and peering through the sight. Marissa isn't the sort to showboat with something like this. The Colonel takes steady aim as the laser sight dances around, trying to find the target. Then, two seconds apart each, there's a loud *ZAP* *ZAP* *ZAP* *ZAP* *ZAP* Marissa rises to see what her score is.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Selena Llwyll has a single moment of feeling utterly out of place as she watches Aramasu prep his chosen weapon. She mumbles something about secretaries should stay behind desks.. or something to that effect as she turns to watch Marissa's turn.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa nods and smiles to herself. Four out of five. A remarkable score, and as she makes her way back to her line, she even partakes in a hi-five with her two bodyguards. Only on a vacation to another planet could Marissa ease out the full-military-girl 24/7 mode.

Starscream chuckles, "You missed a spot, germ. Move to the cookie circle with Shockwave. Mongrel, give them those cookies. Forget about mentioning the poisoned part. Homos." he looks over to the rest of the crowd, "As pathetic as you are, I'm going to let this keep going. Just pray I don't decide to compete. Next up...." he pauses, sipping his drink, "Shemanlena!"

Selena Llwyll looks up at the judge, "Pity you're dead, Starscream. Then we could see you loose too." She smiles brightly and heads to the line. She watches the target dance about for a moment before drawing her pistol. Double handed grip, peering down the short barrel, she takes a deep breathe, mutters, "Here's to being the suckiest." She focuses and then fires off five rapid bullets.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Selena Llwyll misses Mobile Target with her Pistol Stand In attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Selena Llwyll a raspberry.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Only NotJoe winds up in the cookie circle with Marissa for team EDC. Joe, as we know, is only there for the battlecry so he can lose and it won't hurt, as this is not a battle. "The sun was in my eyes..." he mutters the half-assed excuse as he heads to the viewing area. Marissa smiles as Selena gets to join her. "Three humans, and only one Transformer so far, Shockwave." she notes to the bigger robot.

Starscream sighs, "Shemanlena, done. Next."

Swindle shakes his head and sighs as he steps up to take his turn. He's not optimistic as to his chances, but he's going to give it a shot anyway. Well, 5 shots, really. Saying boldly, in case his superiors are paying attention, he says "For the Empire!" Raising his strangely rocket-shaped pistol, he carefully aims and fires, aims and fires, and so on until he has finished his

Screamer adds, "And yes, you all suck. Next is Swindle the Dwindle

Swindle misses Mobile Target with its only normal ranged attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Swindle a raspberry.

Swindle scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Swindle misses Mobile Target with its only normal ranged attack.

Swindle misses Mobile Target with its only normal ranged attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Swindle a raspberry.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Swindle a raspberry.

Swindle misses Mobile Target with its only normal ranged attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Swindle a raspberry.

Screamer points and laughs, "Like all combaticons that rebelled, you suck. Next. Dorkslaught. One of my only sons. Too bad he's a lameass traitor. Shoot curr, before I get bored and shoot you."

Onslaught is now in his Battlestation mode, He remains silent as he hears the call to shoot, He fires off five large missiles in one fluid stream then emits, "Starscream, If you were alive i would keep you alive in constent pain the the rest of existance... Lord Galvatron showed pitty on you and killed you for the sport... If it was left to me i would have taken my time... Pitiful fool."

Swindle steps away from the target range, spreading his hands in resignation, a wry smile on his face. He looks very 'good-sporting' despite his disappointment.

Onslaught misses Mobile Target with his 250mm Proton Missiles attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Onslaught a raspberry.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream waves his hand as if talking "Blah blah blah. Stop pouting. Just because you are my bitch doesn't mean you have to act like one. Have a cookie, lame freak. Next up... kissmybuttu!"

Aramasu Hikage ignores Starscream's barb and walks to the firing line with his Daikyu (Japanese longbow). That's a pretty unique choice of weapon considering the other participants. The ninja places an arrow in and begins to slow his heartbeat and keep it steady. The Militant archer pulls...aims...and releases the first arrow. Hikage repeats the process for the other 4. Taking his time, synchronizing his heartbeat and the release of his arrows.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

Selena Llwyll has a moment of lesser decorum as she jumps up and down, cheering for Hikage, "Yes!!"

Starscream laughs, "BLINKY! You have been bested by a human. Oh my goodness, only I would have done better. 6/5 for me. HA! Next up. SPAZ!

Orbital Cannon holds up a pre-made sign handed to him before he entered the pit. Uh, with a partially transformed-arm. It reads, "SHOW YOUR BOOBS", directed at Selena's cheerleading.

Marissa arches a brow as Aramasu "Asshole" Hikage scores on all five hits. NotJoe shifts his weight from one foot to another. "Probably just luck," he says, not really believing it himself. Marissa ignores Selena's passionate cries and merely nods her grudging approval at Aramasu.

Rage against the machines? Or simply a case of ... weapon envy?

At the last possible moment for him to show up, Jazz vaults over a railing, and sprints to the line. He signed up earlier, of course, but... "Sorry 'bout that." he says, lining himself up-- and singing something under his 'breath'. If ya listen real close, you'll realize that it's The Offspring. 'Why don't you get a job?' Man. He's timing his shots to go along with the beat of the music. The grin on his face clearly tells anyone who looks at him that he really doesn't care about the contest.

Silly people. These are games. They don't really matter-- least of all to this 'Bot.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Aramasu Hikage allows himself a thin smile and bows towards the Militant box and returns to the waiting square.

Starscream screams, "CHEATER! He cheated! I mean, nevermind. Funk soul bruddahs rule, or something. Actually, I think they are lame. But anyway. Asswave? Is there an asswave out there?"

Soundwave strides forward, glancing momentarily at the hologram of Starscream to one side. It's difficult to decide whether to be more disturbed or annoyed by the appearance of the long dead Decepticon lieutenant, but in the end any emotional reaction Soundwave does have is quickly repressed as he fixes his concentration on the rapidly moving target drone. His right arm raises, disruptor pistol already drawn. After a moment or two to estimate the flight path of the drone, Soundwave finger begins to squeeze the trigger rapidly.

Soundwave misses Mobile Target with his Disruption Wave attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Soundwave a raspberry.

Soundwave scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Soundwave scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Soundwave scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Soundwave scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream cheers, "In his extreme lameness and ass-sounding voice...Asswave advances. Last, and most likely least. Suckfire. Take your mark and fire, or...well, you're fired. And Mongrel. You're dumb, and ugly. Get me a damn drink and kick yourself in the face. NOW!" Mongrel complies. At least Starscream commands SOMETHING.

Jazz heads off towards that area where those who know how to party are hangin-- er. People. Waiting. For Round two. Yeah. He's coo wit' Starscream screamin'. Probably because he's learned how to tune that voice out.

Foxfire has been here the whole time. Really. When his 'name' is called, he darts into view, as if out of nowhere (like the sneaky fox that he is), and gets into position. He then unleashes a stream of FIRE!...which is, sadly, his only ranged attack.

Foxfire scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Foxfire misses Mobile Target with his fire attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Foxfire a raspberry.

Foxfire scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Foxfire scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Foxfire scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream nods as he finishes his drink, "ANOTHER, NOW!" he looks, "Then again. You all still suck. Those advancing, proceed. The target will now get FASTER. So fear. Because soon it will be so fast only someone as great as /I/ could hit it. First up...

Marissa tsks as the list of those who made it to the second round grows. With all of those who SUCKED at the beginning, Marissa was almost hoping to get a medal just for getting through round 1. The Colonel steps back to the line out of the cookie circle, having not indulged in any of the cookies. She needs to remain focused as the only EDCer who's not a gumby and thus fated to lose in this match.

Orbital Cannon transforms his arm back to complete the orbital cannon mode once more, complete with the absence of the "SHOW YOUR BOOBS" sign. He doesn't even know what the hell that means, but it seemed appropriate for some reason. Overall, he is unimpressed with the field in the first round; inexperienced rookies in this kind of competition keep trying to hit the target with their narrow beams. Shockwave, being the first to not be DQed in the second round, has no such misconception. Powering up once more, he floats around and fires a salvo of five photon torpedoes at the target while using the target mounted on the back for added accuracy.

Orbital Cannon misses Mobile Target with his Quantum Torpedo attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Shockwave a raspberry.

Orbital Cannon misses Mobile Target with his Quantum Torpedo attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Shockwave a raspberry.

Orbital Cannon scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Orbital Cannon misses Mobile Target with his Quantum Torpedo attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Shockwave a raspberry.

Orbital Cannon scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Swindle sits himself down at the side of the pit, to watch his brother Combaticon, and cheer him on.

Stasrcream drinks his drink up, "Continue. Because if all suck as much as you, we take the best 4."

Starscream kicks Mongrel once, for good measure. "Lameissa the boring. SHOOT! Or be shot!"

Selena Llwyll rests a hand on her hip, totally not noticing shockwaes sign. Probably because she's ignoreing Shockwave.. But thats another thing. Looking as cool and calm as if this were just another thing, she watches Marissa go up next.

Foxfire smirks and wanders over to Jazz, eager for his next turn. "Nice shootin'," he comments to the other Autobot.

Marissa snorts, but doesn't reply to Starscream as he is merely a hologram, and unlike everyone else, she knows getting mad at a hologram is idiotic. Plus... what the hell kind of name is Lameissa?! Everyone else got cool mean names, and I get 'Lameissa'?! Bah! The Colonel steps up to the mark, once more kneeling and trying to track the mobile target. Bugger... this thing is fricking fast this time around. A lot less certain than she was the first time around, Marissa fires off five shots from her energy rifle.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

Starscream looks to Shockwave, "Then again. You may suck as much as I thought. Lameissa advances. Next up...Shemanlena. And is she a sheman? Find out next week!"

Marissa stands back up, not bothering to hide her great sigh of relief. Back to the cookie corner for Marissa! The Colonel is starting to hope that nobody else makes it to the third round, because if they do, she's going to be in major trouble.

Jazz smiles at the little fox. "Thanks." he says, tapping a foot to some unheard beat. "Good shootin' yourself." He watches the humans shooting. It's interesting.

Orbital Cannon transforms and continues to hang around inside. If no one else gets 3, he will likely remain for the next round, however unlikely that would seem to be.

Selena Llwyll nods to Marissa in passing, giving a thumbs up. Toeing the line and generally ignoreing Starscream. She pulls her pistol again, checks it before gripping it once more and watching the target dance it's dance of insanity. Five rapid shots are once more sent out after the target.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Selena Llwyll misses Mobile Target with her pistol attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Selena Llwyll a raspberry.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream spits out his drink, "SHE IS A SHEMAN! LOOK AT THAT! She advances! Next..."

Starscream smirks, "My dear child, DORKSLAUGHT!"

Swindle waves a Combaticon flag, enthusiastically. "Go, Onslaught!"

Onslaught remains silent as he considers what exactly he would do to Starscream... The idea of a hot poker and a sack full of cyber-ferrets, yes... but it's time to shoot. Onslaught takes careful aim, He locks on with his low yeald cannon and fires off five ballistic shells towards teh target.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa nods to Selena as she joins her in the cookie circle. "Things are looking good for humankind, hmm?" she says with a smile. NotJoe, being a crappy gumby, is out of this round, having hit zero of five, ejecting another EDCer from the match. And then there was one.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Swindle jumps to his feet, fist pumping in the air. "YESSSS! Way to go, Boss!"

Selena Llwyll gives Marissa another thumbs up. "Score another one for humanity." She holsters her pistol, pushing errant, escaped hair out of her face.

Marissa frowns and nudges Selena, gesturing towards Onslaught. "Looks like we have company, unfortunately. Hopefully your fellow Militant can even it out. There's no way we can let the Transformers walk away with all three medals this time around."

Onslaught smiles, "Awww, that's daddy's boy! Next up..."

Starscream says, "KISSMYBUTTU! And kiss it hard!"

Aramasu Hikage goes back to the firing line and repeats the same exercise as before. Slowing down his heartrate to better time the release of his arrows. The ninja focuses and readies his arrow...pulls...aims...and releases the first arrow. The Militant calmly, slowly and methodicly repeats the process which almost looks like a ritual.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

Mobile Target evades your Daikyu - Flight Arrow attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Aramasu Hikage a raspberry.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

Starscream stands up from his lawn chair. "So!" he shrieks, starting to do a little prance (yeah, you heard me) back and forth, "It would seem that the resident FLESHLINGS are starting to show up my former COMRADES," he shrills. Behind him, a random plane of glass shatters from the noise. "SPAZ! You're up next."

Aww. Isn't that cute? It's round two, and the target is like... listening to Ska on fastforward. Just when you think you've got the gist of the song, it does something different, and leaves you going 'what in the world was that??'.

Ambling up to the line, Jazz is no more hyped up about the whole 'competition' thing than he was five minutes ago. And apparantly, somehow, he's listening to his own personal soundtrack, because he's humming--- 'All about the Hype'. ~o It's one in a million, in fact we broke the die o/~ Same grin, same casual shooting to the backbeat in the song.

Just a game. It's not like anyone's going to live or die if he hits or misses. So what?

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

"SPAZ!!" Starscream shrieks once Jazz is done, "Stop oogling those boys over there and get your worthless tailpipe to the cookie circle. And as for the rest of you PUNKS... look what you've come to... FLESHLINGS AND AUTOBOTS defeating you. This is why GALVATRASH was NEVER a worthy leader. *I*, STARSREAM, ACE OF THE AIR, PRIDE OF THE DECEPTICON WAR ACADEMY... am the only RIGHTFUL leader of the Decepticons!" Starscream sits back on his lawn chair throne. "Asswave. You are next. And by the way, Soundwave, I hope you see how far you've fallen with your MISGUIDED LOYALTIES TO THAT FOOL MEGATRON!"

Jazz grins, and ambles back to the cookie circle. With the same leisurely pace as he had getting there.

Soundwave hasn't moved an inch since the last round. Instead he has remained forzen in place, analyzing the flight pattern of the target drone. If he can detect logic in the drone's erratic movements, he may be able to repeat his previous performance. If not, this could be a great deal more difficult. He pauses for a moment longer and then begins to squeeze the trigger again. Starscream is ignored... as usual.

Soundwave scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Soundwave misses Mobile Target with his Disruption Wave attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Soundwave a raspberry.

Soundwave misses Mobile Target with his Disruption Wave attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Soundwave a raspberry.

Soundwave misses Mobile Target with his Disruption Wave attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Soundwave a raspberry.

Soundwave scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream sneers, "Figured you'd MISS WHEN IT WAS MOST IMPORTANT. Go crawling BACK to your false leader, Soundwave!" The Seeker jabs an accusing finger at the Cassetticon Commander, "You would have made a fine right hand for me, Soundwave... but you THREW IT AWAY... Now get out of this match. This is why you will never amount to anything." Starscream looks around, "Speaking of Cassetticons... we have one of your nemesis's cheap imitations right here..." he says oh so softly. "Go on, Suckfire. Prove to me Blaster's worthlessness."

Foxfire grins up at Jazz. "Nice one, ace." As his 'name' is again called, he rolls his optics and makes a face at Starscream, as he again steps up to the line. He concentrates on the target for a moment, before releasing his fire attack once more.

Foxfire scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Foxfire scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Foxfire misses Mobile Target with his fire attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Foxfire a raspberry.

Foxfire misses Mobile Target with his fire attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Foxfire a raspberry.

Foxfire misses Mobile Target with his fire attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Foxfire a raspberry.

Foxfire hmphs and moves back to Jazz, looking...pouty. Poor little guy.

Starscream laughs a shrill, loud echoing noise berating the audios of those in attendance. "Thank you, Suckfire. As if I needed a reminder of Blaster's incompetence. Now then... Lameissa, Shemanlena, Dorkslaught, Kissmybuttsu, and Spaz are still in this match. Go on, flesh creature. Go on and poke the drone with your little TOY GUN." he hisses cruelly.

Jazz gives Foxfire a quick pat, and a grin, "Good try. You'll get it next year."

Soundwave frowns beneath his facemask and then returns his weapon to its storage compartment along one metal thigh. That was less than satisfying... hopefully he will make a better showing during his combat events. The big blue Decepticion retreats to the edge of the pit to watch the remainder of the event play out.

Foxfire snarls at Starscream. NO ONE insults Blaster! Too bad the deceased 'Con is only a hologram. Whine. Foxy looks up at Jazz, returning the grin.

Marissa ignores the character she's @emiting and steps back out as the lone Terran still in the match. Marissa rechecks the sights on her weapon, kneels down at the mark. The target is now whizzing at breakneck speed. Blurr couldn't do this even if he was hopped up on some real awesome crack or something. Nevertheless, Marissa fires off three laser bolts which she never ever gets to use aside from the Olympics because the damn Transformers will just step on her without an exo-suit to help out.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

Marissa scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream scoffs, not wanting to bother insulting his alt anymore than he has to. "So, ONE *worthless* FLESHLING female got lucky tonight... lets see if the other can do the same," he mocks in his shrill tone. The ears of several of the alien spectators begin to bleed. "Go, Shemanlena!"

Selena Llwyll heads for the fireing line once more, giving Marissa a grin. "Good Shooting." She glances at the shrill hologram, shakes her head and pulls her pistol again. Taking time to doublecheck the cartridge, she lines up sight over barrel and watches the hyperactive target on plaid zip about like a monkey in candyland on speed. "Here we go.." Five shots crack out in sequence once more.

Selena Llwyll misses Mobile Target with her pistol attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Selena Llwyll a raspberry.

Selena Llwyll misses Mobile Target with her pistol attack.

Selena Llwyll misses Mobile Target with her pistol attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Selena Llwyll a raspberry.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Selena Llwyll a raspberry.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream tsks, "I guess we know who the REAL woman is, given who managed to /hit/ the target... SELENA! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Starscream throws his head back in laughter. "Now then, back to Dorkslaught. Oh what we could have done had you remained LOYAL. But NO! YOU ABANDONED ME LIKE THE REST DID... and look where it got you. One Gestalt Commander out of a bunch of other loser Gestalt Commanders. Go, Dorkslaught."

Onslaught remains where he is, locks onto the target once more as he ponders shooting at the Hologram of Starscream but decides against it. It won't cause any lasting damage, Onslaught fires off a number of shots towards the targets and waits for the results to come in.

Onslaught misses Mobile Target with his Pulse Battery attack.

Onslaught misses Mobile Target with his Pulse Battery attack.

Onslaught misses Mobile Target with his Pulse Battery attack.

Onslaught misses Mobile Target with his Pulse Battery attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Onslaught a raspberry.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Onslaught a raspberry.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Onslaught a raspberry.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Onslaught a raspberry.

Onslaught scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Marissa returns the smile to Selena, but frowns as the Militant fails to get the required hits. "Still have a chance at a medal, Selena, if the others fail to hit like Dor- I mean, Onslaught did."

Selena Llwyll holsters her pistol, giving Marissa a wave. "Hey, I'm surprised I made it past the first round. Don't do much target stuff behind a desk." She heads towards the cookie area, but doesnt go in it, just to chat with Marissa for a moment before heading to more of a sideline watching point. "Not about the winning, it's about participation and having a good time in any case."

Starscream jumps from his seat and points at Onslaught, "THAT IS WHAT YOU HAVE BECOME. A LOSER! Get out of the ring." Marissa checks the list. "Ah, Kissmybuttsu. Personally, I'd love it if a fleshling won - it'd show just how INCOMPETENT that PRETENDER GALVATRON IS."

Aramasu Hikage returns for the third round with 5 new flight arrows. The ninja examines the targets's movements, speed and pattern although that last part seems more random than anything else. The ninja's skill in Kyudo are incredible for a human. Aramasu relaxes and tunes out the crowd's noise, the other contender's voices. Nothing exists outside of him and the target. The Militant sets up his first arrow...regulates his heartbeat...pull...waits for his chi to be in-tune with the target and releases the first arrow. Again repeating the process for the other 4.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

Mobile Target evades your Daikyu - Flight Arrow attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Aramasu Hikage a raspberry.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

Mobile Target evades your Daikyu - Flight Arrow attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Aramasu Hikage a raspberry.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

Starscream chuckles, actually nodding in approval. "Wonderful, wonderful! Fleshlings beating Decepticons, and all because I AM NOT THERE TO LEAD YOU TO GLORY! Get in the cookie circle, fleshling. LAST UP... SPAZ, if you get three hits you will be getting a medal and will SHUT OUT THE DECEPTICONS. If you get 2, then you and Shemanlena will battle for the right to go to the next round... and if you get only ONE, then SHEMANLENA advances. Go. Fire. Now!" he shrieks like a little girl.

Yes! Let's get this competition to new levels of insanity. That little thing is spinning about as fast as a CD in a drive. Wonder if it's making a high pitched whine while it does so? If it is, that'd explain Starscream getting upset. He has competition for most annoying noise.

Casually, oh so casually, Jazz approaches the line as the mangling of his name is called. He's still grinning. In the few minutes that this competition and the resetting of the target has taken... you guessed it. New song. ~o All my life I've been searching for something, something never comes, never leads to nothin'...~o Foo Fighters.

Jazz still isn't even looking concerned about the five shots he pops off at the target, in a rhythm with the backbeat of the song. Playing is one of his favorite things to do. It's not like Rodimus is going to come down hard on him if he looses this one.

Jazz misses Mobile Target with his Photon shot attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Jazz a raspberry.

Jazz misses Mobile Target with his Photon shot attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Jazz a raspberry.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz misses Mobile Target with his Photon shot attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Jazz a raspberry.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream laughs, "TWO HITS. Same as the Militant. Hear that, Onslaught, Soundwave, GALVATRASH?! YOU HAVE LOST! Now had *I*, STARSCREAM, SULTAN OF THE SKIES been in command our training wouldn't be handled by a limbless ROBO MONKEY! Now.. Selena, fire again for the right to join the medal's circle! Jazz, you shall be next."

Selena Llwyll blinks as she hears her name called. "Will wonders never cease... will Starscream's voicebox fall out.. Who knows." She gives Marissa a quick smile and then nods to Aramasu before heading back to the targeting line. She watches the target for a full minute before quickdrawing her pistol and rapidfireing her alloted shots once more.

Selena Llwyll misses Mobile Target with her pistol attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Selena Llwyll a raspberry.

Selena Llwyll misses Mobile Target with her pistol attack.

Selena Llwyll misses Mobile Target with her pistol attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Selena Llwyll a raspberry.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Selena Llwyll a raspberry.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Selena Llwyll scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

"TWO!" Starscream shrills again, whining like a little girl who lost her icecream cone. "At least you're consistant in LOSING. Spaz... beat 2. If you FAIL, then you LOSE. If you SUCCEED, you advance. If you TIE, we redo this little charade."

Laughing. Jazz is laughing. Even if he misses, he's had the fun of being in the competition. And you know, Jazz is all about fun. And if he gets eliminated, he can go back to that little club he knows about on the west side of Monacus, where the music is loud, and the drinks are niiiice... Time to shoot. And he does.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz misses Mobile Target with his Photon shot attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Jazz a raspberry.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Starscream tsks, "Two fleshlings and an Autobot. Looks like the Cybertronians won't be COMPLETELY shut out of the medals... FLESHLING GIRL..." he looks at Marissa, "Go and lose."

Selena Llwyll chuckles as she misses the demonic target. "Well.. now back to work." She grins and heads on out of the pit, heading back to the MIlitant suite to check on things up there as per parts of her job title.

Marissa steps back up, now getting a medal for sure. Oh, but what medal will it be that she can shove in Briar's face when she demands to get her job back an- oops! I mean, for the honour of the EDC. Marissa marches up, kneels, and peers at the target. The target is a frigging blurr right now, and can barely even be seen at this point. "Jesus," she mutters, almost firing blinding at this thing.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

Marissa misses Mobile Target with her Energy Rifle attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Marissa a raspberry.

Starscream almost tips over, laughing his butt off. "ZERO!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! It's a wonder your kind still exists, fleshling. Maybe your cyborg friend can do better. Ara... whatever the slag that says... GET UP AND SHOOT."

Marissa heads to the loser's circle. She's disappointed, but not very surprised. That thing is damn fast!

Aramasu Hikage returns for the fourth round. The ninja examines the targets's movements and speed. Yeah bet nobody saw it coming a guy with a bow of all thing would make it this far. Aramasu relaxes and tunes out the crowd's noise, the other contender's voices. Nothing exists outside of him and the target. .oO(There is no luck, there is skill. There is no coincidence, there is fate. There is no failure, there is me.)Oo. The Militant sets up his first arrow...regulates his heartbeat...pull...waits for his chi to be in-tune with the target and releases the first arrow. Again repeating the process for the other 4.

Mobile Target evades your Daikyu - Flight Arrow attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Aramasu Hikage a raspberry.

Mobile Target evades your Daikyu - Flight Arrow attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Aramasu Hikage a raspberry.

Mobile Target evades your Daikyu - Flight Arrow attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Aramasu Hikage a raspberry.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

Starscream is impressed! "My... two hits... *I* would have gotten ALL FIVE, but for your WORTHLESS FLESHLINGS, it's a slagging GODSEND that you didn't suck. SPAZ! Come lose to the fleshling."

Wow. It's crunch time. An Autobot versus a Militant and an EDCer. Who'da thunk it? Is it time for the humans to show their stuff?

Same casual pace, Jazz heads towards the line. If he's got a soundtrack going it's down too far to hear right now, because... he's listening to the target. It's got this whistly noise, where shots have hit it before. He's still got that smile on his face, and honestly... he'd rather be at that bar, doing kareoke or something. But why not give it a try, and see if he can do it. He raises his gun, and fires.

Marissa tsks. There goes her gold medal. But if Spaz misses on all five, she has a chance at silver.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz scores a direct hit on the mobile target, which beeps loudly to make it official.

Jazz misses Mobile Target with his Photon shot attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Jazz a raspberry.

Jazz misses Mobile Target with his Photon shot attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Jazz a raspberry.

Jazz misses Mobile Target with his Photon shot attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Jazz a raspberry.

"YOU WILL NOT MOCK MY MATH SKILLS! Spaz. Fleshling. Go again, and then I will finish giving out medals." He rips the gold and silver away from them. So close, but so far.

Aramasu Hikage returns to firing line with a small comfort that he is assured of silver at the very least but...skill, training, instinct and Chi can overcome targeting computers and Windows 2024. The ninja carefully examines each arrows before putting them in his quiver. Yes at this speed the arrow must be perfect and so must the shot. Aramasu readies himself according to the ritual Kyudo method. Fluid and graceful movements...pause...and releases his arrow at the target. Going for the gold!

The mobile target beeps loudly and a light flashes, indicating a direct hit.

A tie. Aww. And Jazz could almost see the lights on the dance floor. Hear the heavy music rattling the girders. Or is that feel the music? Eh. There's the target. Of course he's going to shoot it. And probably miss. That'd be nice. Silver goes really well with white. He lines up a shot, and...

Jazz misses Mobile Target with his Photon shot attack.

The target zigzags merrily and spins so quickly that it whirs, sounding remarkably like it's giving Jazz a raspberry.

Starscream continues to hold the gold and silver medals, tantilizingly out of reach. "Go on, Jazz," he hisses 'softly', though it's still painful. "Hit and you stay alive, miss and you... LOSE!!" Starscream once more hurls the gold medal at Hikage's face for daring to have a stupid name, while graciously giving the silver to Jazz. "And as for the rest of you... I hope you realized what the universe lost when Galvatron struck me down like the coward he is when I wasn't even ready."

Aramasu Hikage finally cracks a smile. Yes he did it. All the training, all the lessons paid off. Hikage snatches the medal in flight. With respect for his weapon he puts away the bow in the metal case before putting the medal around his neck and bowing to the crowd.

Jazz grins, taking the silver. And he's not concerned with Starscream telling him he's going to lose. About five seconds after the contest is over, he's making a beeline for that little bar. What's it's name again? Ah yes. '7 Hours of Sleep'.

Swindle climbs out of the combat pit, disappointed at the Decepticons' poor showing this year, after such a triumph last year.

Swindle has left.

Marissa takes the medal, quite proud, all things considered. Having lost to Briar in the full combat, she's happy to take one home for the humans. The Colonel and her bodyguards take the stairs out of the combat pit. Of course, the medal's probably way too big for her, given that it's probably Cybertronian sized. Ah well.

 Radio DJ Broadcast says, "This is Broadcast! Tonight I compete! Oh crap!"

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