First Season Canon Auditions

[Sinead]

The only thing that I would honestly say that I have truly "against" it is the darkness of Blackarachnia and overall almost-adult tone of the post. We're trying to keep it close to the show as possible, which means keeping the seduction level at the point of how it originally was. At least, that's my take on it. I'm overall wary about making this Beast Wars RP into something that's gone from sticking to a plot to every inch an innuendo, you know? (And no, no rhyming intended.)

Other than the tone of the post, not bad for Blackarachnia. Creepy, conniving. And worthy of my breaking out a special bat to keep the creepy-crawler away.

[Venatrix]

I thought this one out more as an all in kinda thing.
I tried to use her intelligence, her seductive means, and her earliar evil ways in here.

Black Arachnia is more challanging then i thought when i tried playing her as a Maximal.
Playing the "good/badgirl" char was almost a natural thing to me , but bad BA is a bit troublesome.

And i have to admit, maybe i went a little overboard with the seduction part, but think of it this way; How would she have escaped in that situation any other way, without going "out of character" ?

[Sinead]

Possibly try the "poor me, look, I'm sulking and LOOK! I'm making it look alluring" thing before actually going into the all-out seduction. As a whole, I'm sure that we'll all be finding things to be corrected on since we're probably going to be watching Season One all over again in our respective home to keep us all on track as for where the characters are in their mindsets and personal timelines.

[Razorclaw]

That was an absolutely fantastic audition! (Although I must go with Sinead on the fact that we need to be careful how much we suggest. )

Another thing that makes it intrueging for me,is the fact that I do a good impression of BA's voice. I can mimick her almost flawlessly,pitch changes and all. I wish I had your writing skills(And a good recorder;Sadly,I am limited to an old,dying tape player,with a crudy microphone,that picks up tons of feedback. >.<).

If anyone is going to get Ba,it's definately you. You go,girl!

[Blazemane]

*Cocks shotgun*. I said I'd be back.

This is my audition for the kitty:

Cheetor had acted like a fool, and he knew it. A fool, that is, and not a child.

So, sure, a few of Rattrap's explosives were detonated prematurely because he thought Terrorsaur was a prime target. After all, the Predacon was sitting right in the center of the field. Apparently the explosion gave away the Maximals' hope of the element of surprise. And maybe the energon was succesfully acquired by the Predacons after that.

But you should of seen the look on Terrorsaur's face as he dissapeared in the firestorm. It's gonna take days to put him back together. Ha ha, he, huh,... *sigh*.

At any rate, here was his chance to redeem himself. Waspinator had apparently decided to go on a scouting mission outside the Maximal base. And everybody else was busy... so... why not?

He had the bug in his sights. Maybe if he could just take him down and show the rest of his... oh-so-older-and-wiser comrades, they'd lay off about his previous mishap. It was just a mishap, after all.

Pulling the trigger, Cheetor watched as the quasar ball hissed venomously away from his gun. It cruised and landed right in the chest off the Predacon, who consequently fell to pieces.

But something wasn't right. Not even Waspinator would shred to bits from one shot. He cautiously ventured towards the pile of metal and noticed it's individual parts. Some screws, some bolts, a rather unwieldy hard drive. No doubt about it, this was a remote android. Cheetor got on his comlink:

"Rhinox, we've got a new Pred' toy right outside the base. I thought it was Waspinator, but its some kinda'... drone. It's totally scrapped."

"Better bring it inside. I'll try to see what the Predacons are up to this time."

Cheetor picked the wreckage up and walked towards the Axalon. He had hardly done anything, but it was a small step in the right direction.

Right?

[Tor]

Ok....

One of the first characters who appealed to moi: Tarantulas.

IC:
"I see little point in this," Tarantulas huffed.

"Just kick the ball into the goal," Tor explained patiently, demonstrating.

Tarantulas muttered slightly, his eyeridge cocked in a skeptic expression. He swung at the ball with a clawed foot, missing completely. Inertia sent him spinning, one leg out. "OOOoooo!" he made a frustrated whine as landed on the turf with a dull *thud*. His pride demanded he smack away Tor's offered hand. He heaved himself up on his own. He didn't need a fleshies help.

His irratation grew as he saw poorly disguised merriment plain as day on Tor's face. The spider crossed his arms and 'hrmphed' looking pointedly at a puff of a cloud.

"Aw, com'on 'Ranty, I ju-" Tor started complacently.

Tarantulas whipped around, his single optic glaring dangerously, "Oh, fleshie, you have no idea how I'd like to terminate your miserable existance." Tarantulas relished in the fact that Tor paled, and a quick scan told him the impudent flesh bag's heart rate was increasing. He chuckled.

Tor gave Tarantulas a small smile before he could go into a full blown laughing spree. He shot her a spiteful look and the smile slid of her features like water off wax. That sent him into hysterics and this time he cackled to the sky.

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-No comment.

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ps edit: i'm sooo not good wid grammar

[Razorclaw]

Hee hee hee,I was wondering if you were going to audition for Tarantulas before the time was up.

Allow me to continue where you left off!
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Megatron sighed as he watched the game. It almost made him miss when he had been free to do as he pleased.

Because he was their leader,the other Predacons all believed that he could do anything he wanted to,unless the Maximals got in the way of course.

This,obviously,was not true. For one thing,he needed to keep the respect of his soldiers. If they saw him outside the Base,running and laughing like a sparkling,rummors would run rampant,and soon,attemps at his position,and possibly,his life,would be made. Chaos would break out,and all would be lost;The Maximals' victory ensured.

Then,there was his image. As an intellegent and powerful commander,everything would be ruined if he were to make one slipup,and his rein would come to a crushing halt.

To ensure his position(And not go insane of boredom),he had replaced physical activities and other things he had once done in his free time,with experiments,projects,and the occasional visit to the energon tub,in which he could relax and be alone with his thoughts...and his duck,which he saw as a companion to go to in his most frustrating times.

But even all this could not really replace what he truly enjoyed.


Megatron chuckled quietly as Tarantulas missed the ball yet again,and a few wry comments passed between the two friends.

Frowning in thought,the Predacon commander pressed a small button on his chair. A tray popped out of one of the many control pannels surrounding him,and on it was a ball,used for sports similar to the one that Tor and Tarantulas were engaged in. Megatron smiled as he handled it fondly,thinking of a time along ago,when he was young and free,not bound up in politics,war,and responsibilities.

Suddenly,he stood. Ball in hand,he strolled out of the Base,and out to the field in which Tor and Tarantulas were playing.


As Tarantulas made another attempt at the ball,whoosh! A ball flew right in between Tor's legs. Megatron waved to them,smiling. Nothing was going to keep him from enjoying this evening!
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I might have gotten a little OCish on that one.

[Tor]

Lovely RC,

I read it and I kinda wanna continue.... 'Ranty style o course.

IC:
"Delightful," Tarantulas muttered sarcastically. The imposing hulk of Megatron was drawing closer, much to the arachnid's displeasure. Not only did he have to suffer Tor's pestilant existance, now he had to endure Megatron surveying his epic faliure at this blasted 'soccer'? It was enough for any spider to get steamed.

"Ah, Tor," Megatron said in way of greeting. Then he countinued in an nonchalant way, "I was wondering if you needed any assistance in this game."

"Uhm," the human tapped her chin, "I don't think-" She began to refuse. Then she caught Megatron's hopeful expression. "-we need a goalie." She changed tac. "'Ranty you're goalie. I'll be D' and Megatron, you'll be attacking."

"Excellent!" Megatron smiled, giving it sinister twist as he caught Tarantulas's optic.

Tarantulas sourly took his place inside the outline of the white paint. Megatron was attacking him. The overgrown meglomaniac would probably take the oppurtunity to slag Tarantulas with a soccer ball. It would be hard to kill a Transmetal with something as soft as a soccerball; but Tarantulas was sure that if anyone could figure out a way, it would be Megatron. He settled down into a fighting stance, tensing himself for the beating he was sure to recieve.

Megatron aimed straight for the goal, keeping his eyes locked on target, then kicked the ball hard with his toe. He waited for the ball to whiz into the net. It didn't. The infernal ball must've missed and gone rocketing away for miles, Megatron told himself.

Tarantulas cackled softly, slowling getting louder. Megatron's toe had punctured the ball and now it remained stuck to the fool's foot. The spider bot couldn't help himself, his 'cunning' commander was squinting in every direction trying to find the ball, when it decorated his foot like an overlarge ordament. Tarantulas's body shoke with the force of his laughter. Perhaps soccer wasn't such a bad game after all.

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Ok, kinda a Tarantulas AND Megatron audition. Is that kinda thing allowed?

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[Tor]

*sigh*

Wid out my phone or my ipod... I'mm just so darn BORED! *sob* If Soundwave were in here, I'd make a depressing audition of how he had his mute button pressed. thats how I feel. Until such time, back to soccer. Megatron is here babee!

IC:
"Where has that accursed ball gone?!" Megatron growled in frustration. His agitation increased as Tarantulas's dropped to his knees, helpless with mirth. "Silence!" Tarantulas ignored his commander, flailing as he overbalanced backward. There he rolled side to side, his spider legs twitching as he cackled.

"Megs," Tor grinned, barely hiding her giggles, "look down."

Megatron felt the circuits in his face heat up. He found the ball. He shook his foot, trying to dislodge the ball, but it refused to detach itself from his foot.

"Get off you wretched leech!" Megatron shook his foot with more force than nessesary. The ball flew towards the goal, bounced off the post, then richoeted back to slam into Megatron's face. He waved his arms in frantic circles, the damn ball still plastered to his face. Then he fell ungracefully on his aft.

The ball peeled off his face with a sound like duct tape ripped off fleshie skin and bounced tauntingly away. Megatron shut off his optics. Which was worse? His stinging pride or his stinging aft?

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[Razorclaw]

Oh dear! I am such an idiot.

Grr Ergh ARGH! *Struggles witth soccer ball*

[Tor]

Boredboredbored!

Continuing soccer... as Dinobot

IC:
Dinobot walked toward the soccer field, his amusement growing as he got closer. His former Alpha was sitting on the ground for starters. Most of the time he would have his aft in some excessively lavish chair. Not in the dirt.

Then Dinobot spotted Tarantulas. The crazed Science officer was rolling around, making dust rise in little puffs. The spider bot paused to gasp for breath, then made optic-contact with Dinobot.

The raptor bot noted the high level of merriment in Tarantulas's voice as he said, "Greetings, Dinobot."

Dinobot heard joints snap in Megatron's neck as his head whipped around.

"Dinobot!" Megatron voicebox squeaked with horror. He tried to explain his position without embarrassing himself, "You see, I was just sitting here, enjoying the...er ground."

A small smile crept onto Dinobot's lips as he raised the rim of his helmet, a gesture of disbelief, "Indeed."

"Yes, yes," Megatron fumbled with words (which was rare). Blast it, he couldn't even draw out his 'yessses' like usual. "I have summized that it isn't anywhere near the comfort level of my commander's chair."

"Is that so?" Dinobot asked neutrally, enjoying his enemies obvious embarrassment.

"Oh yes!" Tarantulas finally mustered the control to flip onto his stomach, where he propped his head up with his three-fingered hands. "It had nothing to do with a soccerball that-"

Megatron leveled Tarantulas with a venomous glare, daring him to keep his voicebox going.

Today was undeniably NOT Megatron's day, as Tarantulas payed no heed to Megatron's glare, "-decieded to latch onto his foot then his face."

Dinobot's expression cracked into a merciless grin, "My dear, ex-commander, this must be fiction! You weren't really bested by a mere soccer ball."

"Ungh," Megatron gave a resigned sigh as his former second came up beside him. "Yesss!" A little bit of Megatron was pleased his speech ability was coming back. "What do you want to keep this story... unknown."

Dinobot tossed Megatron the soccer ball. Right now, Dinobot would not sink to blackmail. For the time being, he was contented in beating Megatron in soccer.

"Play," Dinobot answered curtly.

Megatron looked at Dinobot, like a he was examining a particularly peculiar puzzle, "Interesting, yesss. I accept."

Tor, who had kept quiet, rubbed her hands together, "Let the game begin."
~

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[Tor]

This was my audition for Waspy.

I deleted well cuz I hated it. so. I'll redo somewhere else.

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[SkyxDB]

I' guess I'll continue off this audition for Waspy.


IC
Waspinator showed up and over heard them talk about playing a game and ran to join in. "Wazzpinator wants to play too!"

The Skyfire came down from out of the sky on to the filed. "I guess I'll voluneteer to be the ref."

"Where did bird-bot come from?" asked a confused Waspinator.

"Um, a wizard did it" answered Skyfire.

"Where'zz a wizard?" asked Waspinator looking around.

[Tor]

Continuing on! (as Waspy)

IC:
Waspinator swiveled his head around in a full circle, scanning for the wizard that Sky said transported her there. He made a discontented noise as his scans didn't pick up the magic-maker.

Sky and Tor giggled.

"What femmez laugh at?" Waspinator asked his head still swiveled backward. The girls laughed harder.

"Stop these distractions," Dinobot barked impatiently. "Waspinator, get your head into its proper placement," the raptor bot unleased a low growl, "or my patience may become depleted."

"Yesss, Waspinator, do that," Megatron refused to let Waspinator turn back his head on Dinobot's orders.

Waspinator placed his hands on either side of his head, and wrenched it back to its rightful position, "Zo what Wazpinator do?"

Tor five-starred her face.

Sky explained the game using the smallest words possible, and though it took three repeats, Waspinator finally got the concept of the game.

"Can I leave now?" Tarantulas hollered from the goalie box.

"No!" Tor yelled back.

Waspinator stood beside Megatron, optics focused on the ball.

"Waspinator, cut around to my left and block Dinobot," Megatron murmered out of the corner of his lips, his optics trained on the black and white ball.

Waspinator held his hands out in 'L's trying to figure out which one was left, when Sky crowed, "Three.... two.... one!" and she gave a eagle shriek to signal 'go'.

The wasp bot zipped to his right instead of left and rammed into Sky, who gave an indignant squwack. With a slightly annoyed look at her offender, Sky took off, coming to a halt above Megatron and Dinobot.

Waspinator hurried on foot towards the ball; one of the rules was: No flying. He hurried toward the raptor bot. When Dinobot saw Waspinator's approach, he flicked the ball up and over the wasp bot. Waspinator temporarily forgot the rules and buzzed off, catching the ball with his hands.

"Hand ball!" Sky plucked the ball from Waspinator's clutches. The wasp made a disappionted noise as he relinquished the ball.

"Unjust call!" Megatron bellowed, waving his cannon in Sky's direction.

Sky grinned as she pulled a flashlight with a neon yellow bulb from subspace.

"Yellow flash!" She shined the intense light into Megatron's optics. "Don't backtalk the ref."

Waspinator saw the bright light. He couldn't help it, the insect instincts downloaded with his beast mode compelled him to do something incredibly stupid. Even for Waspinator.

He dove face first at the light shining on Megatron's face.

SMOOCH!

"ARG!" Megatron howled, pushing away his Flyer. "Waspinator! Did you-?" The commander roared in outrage.

Waspinator scrambled backward, hands held up in a weak defense, "Wazpinator not mean to!"

Tarantulas began cackling again, this time skipping falling to his knees just keeling over onto his back. He was joined by Tor and Sky, the two femmes holding each other up as cleaning fluid leaked from their eyes.

"What bots laughing at?" Waspinator asked completely bewildered.

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[SkyxDB]

"Oh man" Sky said through the giggles. "I wish I could have gotten a picture of that!"

"Wazzpinator confused"

"Could we please resume this game?" Dinobot asked, his patient waring thin.

It's take Sky about a mintue to stop laughing and says, "Alright,let's get this game started again and remember Waspy, no touching the ball with or flying."

"Wazzpinator no like those rules"

"Deal with it. Game on!"