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The name sounded somewhat familiar to Starscream. His mind drifts back to what he knew of Earth culture and remembers the astrological signs. Yes, one of the zodiac. "The 13th sign? Is it an alias of some sort?" "No, it's who I am, Cybertronian. I am one of the Zodiac Gods." Starscream's expression shifted into slight puzzlement. "What would a god be doing on this planet then? Better yet, why would you have been waiting for me? At the very least, it seemed like you were waiting for something." "It's simple. I'm hiding. Your energy signature happened to be similar to my pursuers', but different enough that I thought to stay and find out what you might be. I have my answer." "Hiding from what?" "My former brethren, the other twelve. They were enslaved by someone or something, I don't know who or what, and they have hounded me at any opportunity. They have been somehow turned into sapient machine entities, much like your kind is. By the time I saw what happened, it was too late. I never witnessed how it all occurred." Shame then marked Ophiuchus's face, and slightly hunched as if to add to his defeated expression. Starscream pitied the man, or god as he calls himself, but he's wondering more about his similarity to these beings who were or still are hunting this Ophiuchus, undoubtedly desiring to turn him into whatever they are now. "Do you have any idea why I'd give off a similar signature to them?" "I honestly don't. You are probably the first Cybertronian I've seen with their kind of energy." Could this have something to do with those flashes he was getting? However, he has the feeling this self-professed deity wouldn't know, so Starscream keeps this query to himself. However, another question comes to his mind. "Why choose Earth of all places to hide in? Surely you know by now how chaotic it can get here, furthering the chances of drawing attention to yourself." "Earth is one of the remotest planets I know. Plus, all the noise in this world actually makes it the best place to hide in. There are numerous factions tearing at each others' throats as we speak. Another added bonus is my former brethren being likely busy with establishing territories in far-off worlds. They've hunted me less frequently as I kept hopping from world to world and I have heard rumors of their exploits. A backwater like Earth wouldn't concern them for quite some time. "Oh, and a parting gift." Ophiuchus raises his right arm, his palm pointed directly toward Starscream. Before the Cybertronian could take a defensive measure, a beam of light shot out from his hand, directly hitting him. "There, that should awaken some of your latent power. I feel you can be trusted." Ophiuchus then disappears in a flash of light, leaving Starscream wondering what just happened, since he feels no different.
Well, my post is done
Senbonzakura - Shadow Eternity HQ
Senbonzakura nodded. "Understood," he said, and immediately began walking to Giovanna's location. After a period of time involving wandering the base and getting lost a few times, Senbonzakura eventually managed to reach Giovanna's location. As he entered the room, a person left. It was a woman, so Senbonzakura assumed it wasn't Giovanna, since that sounded like a male name, and ignored her. After entering, he noticed that it was rather... different. It seemed... nice, and peaceful. Nothing like the rest of the Shadow Eternity base at all. Senbonzakura went over to Giovanna and said, "My name is Senbonzakura. I was instructed by the Leader to report to you before heading over to a client world," referring to Client World 576143290-B.
Slightly behind Senbonzakura was Kiba, who couldn't contain his eagerness to do something to alleviate his utter boredom. The decor and atmosphere of the room almost put his mind off of that. Almost. It is rather different from his rather spartan room. This one had art, fine furniture, and an aroma of flowers. Of course, he doesn't really need all of that for his quarters and it's not his kind of thing anyway, but he can see the appeal. His mind then snaps back to the task at hand and says, "Yeah, we're kind of looking for something to do, and I'd rather not get bitched at again when I'm in the middle of battle."
Antarctica, Post-Slam In the midst of wreckage consisting of ruined mechs and a devastated outpost stood a man garbed in grey robes. His face is as white as the snow surrounding him, and has the appearance of a young man in his early twenties, but the eyes belong to one unimaginably older. As for what used to be his enemies, they sought an object of power, undoubtedly heard from several widespread rumors. What they found is one who does not take kindly to being hunted. A show of force is the only way such people can be answered, though he did not unveil his powers to the point that other, more formidable parties would immediately take notice. However, he sensed that there is another fast approaching from above. His eyes widen slightly, and has a small jolt of alarm, wondering if one of them has already found him. But no, he quickly realized, it couldn't be. The approaching presence, while similar to their kind, is of a far lesser degree. He decides to confront whatever this entity might be. _________ As Starscream descends upon Earth, his sensors detect great releases of energy. They appear to come from what the humans called Antarctica. His curiosity getting the better of him, he speeds towards there. By the time he arrives, he finds a robed human surrounded by ash-colored husks of machinery and a totaled military base. Starscream transforms into his robot form as he lands, and makes an audible thud when touching the ground. "So, you are not one of them after all," the mystery man immediately says. Before he can say another word, Starscream cut in, "What are you talking about? Who are you? Did you do this all by yourself?" "Yes, I did do this, but only out of defense. As for what I'm talking about and who I am, I'll answer the latter first since it's a very short answer. "I am Ophiuchus."
Now there's the issue of who Kuzaku can actually consult for help with his visions of doom. If those returning from the assault on the Mushroom kingdom wanted anything to do, they can report back to Giorno. He has something of a supervisory, clerical role, it seems. Fitting, given that he was mostly support in his own part of the manga.
With that in mind, I'll probably make a post later
I think it's less being chased off by mooks and more that they weren't even supposed to be there in the first place
The Mushroom Kingdom
People were getting hurt, there were bad guys attacking the kingdom... and... and all the commotion was ruining her tea party! This iteration of the Mushroom Kingdom's Princess Peach was, needless to say, upset and worried, sitting in her room. She was not allowed out to avoid capture, but she could still give some kind of decree! The elder Toad had told her that the Bullet Bills were ready, the stars had been deployed, and those UMMA guys had been contacted. The attacking members of Shadow Eternity would perhaps be quite surprised when all the Kingdom's defenders pulled back... and a wave of massive black bullets with grinning faces was launched at them. But not only that. Thousands upon thousands of Toads poured from the gates of the castle. A cheerful tune blasted from the onrushing army, and each Toad flashed a rainbow of colors as they charged.
Finally, some actual resistance. Kiba dodges all the cannon shells coming his way. They were rather impressively large, seeing as they are the size of a small house. He decides to wait for one of the oversized black bullets to come his way. As its looming grinning face approaches, Kiba readies himself. When it became only a few seconds away from impact, he proceeded to kick the bullet back at the rainbow-colored army heading his way. The shell made a building-sized explosion when it struck their ranks. However, they are no worse for wear and continued to charge towards him. Kiba then decides to try if his fists would do any better. But as he was about to try and find out, he suddenly gets a jarringly loud call.
"What are you doing?!"
"Killing some time. If you've got something better for me to do, by all means, open me a portal to somewhere eventful."
Shanghai Megatron couldn't contain his laughter. "I'm glad you find this amusing" Brainwave snarked "How can you not find this funny?" Inquired the Predacon "This walking parody provoked one of the most dedicated trolls reality has ever known. He's obviously a criminal since the cops are after him. How much you want to bet he's a drug lord and Sideways is responsible for that uptick in drug violence to piss him off?" Brainwave considered this for a moment. "... It makes too much sense." "And then we have you..." Added Megatron. "What about me?" Megatron chuckled lightly. "Come now, you think I haven't noticed. You hate these restrictions that have been placed on you. They're getting in the way. And with the pathetic tech you're allowed to use you can't pull off the plans you want. All those weak defenses of your failures... They're transparent. Don't you think it's time to quit playing around and deal with this in a serious manor?" "I will not be manipulated by your transparent ploy Megatron. More advanced technologies will be deployed when and if I decide they should." "Well Brainwave, I'll be sure to leave a note on your corpse that reads he died because you're all uptight retards." And with that Megatron walked off.
As he saw Brainwave's discussion with Megatron finish, Rastun decides to have a few words of his own with the Transtech. He opens up a comm link while patrolling the skies. "So what's the plan now? I assume 'Joe's' idea is somewhat successful, seeing as he's alive and all."
Mushroom Kingdom Kiba lets loose a palm blast directed at one of their buildings, and the dark red energy he shot completely decimated it afterward. His group's assault struck complete terror in the hearts of the locals. They didn't even put up the least bit of a struggle. The people that crossed his path were reduced to nothing but a smear. This little campaign turned out to be even less challenging than Kiba thought. It was fun, but easy. Too easy, really. But at least it gave him something to do.
On another note ... I am forewarding the idea of adding Soundwave.
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