28 Needlenoses

[lunatron]

Bring it.

1. Naughty Needlenose - claimed by sapphirebreeze
2. Happy Needlenose
3. Silly Needlenose - claimed by sapphirebreeze
4. Angsty Needlenose
5. On-Vacation Needlenose - claimed by sapphirebreeze
6. Horny Needlenose - claimed by dualistic
7. Transforming Needlenose
8. Excited Needlenose
9. Book-Reading Needlenose - claimed by raisedbymoogles
10. Dancing Needlenose - claimed by koilungfish, with his Nebulans
11. Jealous Needlenose - claimed by beckyh2112
12. Turned-On Needlenose - claimed by koilungfish, with a Mayhem who isn't Spinister
13. Caring Needlenose - claimed by ravenclaw_devi, con Spinister
14. On-His-Knees Needlenose - claimed by dualistic
15. Obedient Needlenose
16. Dominant Needlenose - claimed by koilungfish, y un otro Mayhem
17. Naive Needlenose
18. Drinking-Energon Needlenose - claimed by dualistic
19. Greedy Needlenose
20. Daring Needlenose
21. Exploring Needlenose
22. At The Beach Needlenose - claimed by dualistic, avec Sunbeam
23. Bath-Time Needlenose
24. Disheveled Needlenose
25. Exhausted Needlenose
26. Well-Shagged Needlenose - claimed by beckyh2112, ala Spinister
27. Kick-Ass Needlenose - claimed by sapphirebreeze
28. Playing With Kids Needlenose - claimed by beckyh2112

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Re: oooh! oooh! oooh! :D

[lunatron.livejournal.com]

14. On-His-Knees Needlenose

Needlenose knelt, hands shackled behind him. He was trying very hard not to start sobbing. He wondered if it showed. Needlenose felt as if the other Decepticons, the real Decepticons could see right through him, to his quivering little core.
He could hear the whip crack as Tyhee tested out the implement. Ozone was sharp in the air as electricity surged from handle to tip, and in the gloom, the flickering of the yellow-white light cast crazed, frantic shadows. Needlenose wished that he could come and go as freely as those shadows did. He heard Tyhee's heavy footfalls behind him, but the impact of the whip was sudden. The electric shock danced over his frame, burning out tertiary circuits in a sharp moment before a dull, raw, ache set took hold. Needlenose managed to keep back everything but a squeak, and Tyhee snarled at even that.
The sergeant raged, "You pathetic piece of clinker! Did you squeak, too, when you were watching your unit die?"
Needlenose didn't answer. Any answer would have just made the situation worse, but no answer was an answer, and it made the situation worse, like he thought. The lash came down and down again, and his back armour started to cave, dented by the force of Tyhee's blows. Squeaks dribbled out of him, like the last drops of energon in a cube after a long march, and when Tyhee really put some force into the blows, his armour cracked, and Needlenose screamed.
Tyhee berated, "Did they scream when they died, slagsucker? Did they even have the chance, the luxury to scream? That filthy, decadent luxury you're taking?"
Needlenose tried not to remember them, but at Tyhee's words, they came. They had been Seekers, mostly. They did honestly look all the same to him. He had gotten along well enough with them, but they had been painfully gung-ho about this whole combat business, always shining their arm guns and discussing the newest aerial manoeuvres. He never grasped why they looked forward to battle so much, why they were in such a hurry to be blooded. They didn't even get that, just blown away in a spray of shrapnel and fuel droplets. They were ludicrous, those disposable soldiers, but in the twitch of their wings, moving after life was gone, he had seen himself and seen himself dead. Of course he had hidden, holed up in a foxhole until the combat was over and snuck away. His pretty face wouldn't look right in all greys.
Tyhee struck again and again, and the whip beat into internal components, making Needlenose spasm. He shut off his optics, head hanging low. Tyhee wrenched his head back up, popping a few of Needlenose's neck pistons, and hollered in his audios, loud enough that the closer's one membrane burst in a flurry of static, "Head up, or I'll shine the floor with it."
Needlenose whimpered incoherently, out of time with the thud of the whip. God, the one niggling little thing this ordeal had going for it was that he wasn't a smear on the landscape. He'd have plenty more chances at that, if survived boot again.
Tyhee took an eternity to finish, and Needlenose thought that perhaps the sergeant did intend to beat him to unconsciousness for his cowardice on the battlefield. There were pieces of him scattered across the floor, he noted, aching deep in his struts even as his wounds surged with fresh pain. Seeing little pieces of himself, like confetti before a grand event, was a bizarre, sickening feeling. Was the punishment was really over, or was Tyhee was just taking a break?
The answer came, rasped harshly in his good audio, "As much as it pains me to say this, crash course, but you've passed."
He'd passed? He'd passed! He passed out.

Re: oooh! oooh! oooh! :D

[koilungfish.livejournal.com]

Heheh. Not sure exactly why Needlenose is being flogged, but I really like the last line. Excellent.

Re: oooh! oooh! oooh! :D

[lunatron.livejournal.com]

Well, Needlenose is in Basic. His unit needed him, and he instead hid in a foxhole. So they all died, with the strong implication that more would have lived if he hadn't been a little wussy boy. This is why he's being flogged.

I'm really happy with the last line.

Re: oooh! oooh! oooh! :D

[koilungfish.livejournal.com]

Right, gotcha.

So you should be. It's good.