http://loltraitorlol.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] loltraitorlol.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2009-03-27 01:56 pm

[CLOSED, IN-PROGRESS] When the Devil is too busy, and Death's a bit too much

WHO: Cameron Hodge, Starscream
WHERE: The Association for the Interests of Public Safety's giant robot construction facility perfectly innocent research and development lab.
WHEN: Friday
SUMMARY: EVIL PLOTTING, IT IS AFOOT.
FORMAT: Paragraph
Notes: contains vastly inaccurate technobabble by someone who doesn't know shit about jet engines.

Starscream had come into work very late, thanks to a massive hangover. He hadn't even know what it was until he looked it up on a whim.

"... really? Really?" had been his first, angry reaction; that human bodies were so mind-bogglingly inefficient. In his original shape, overcharging generally didn't leave any effects that were too horrible the next morning, save the indignity of your comerades reminding you that you'd somehow been hanging on Megatron's arm all night, babbling about the good old days with him and -

Well, that was in the past.

Still, he did show up, having taken painkillers and was now feeling a bit better. The new prototypes of the dog bots were looking good; he'd improved their range of motion and the audio; he had a few prototypes of cat bots on the table, and was trying to think of other useless garbage he could sell humans.

And then there were the other items.

Prototypes of a lightweight, skin-tight armor with pads that reacted to faint magnetic fields in objects to let it cling efficiently to walls, with ways to channel venom and webbing; a working mockup of a wing harness to reinforce and strengthen a pair of insect wings while still allowing them to beat fast enough to attain lift; some examples of very, very carefully shielded electronics designed to resist both severe sonic pulses and EMP bursts; thin filaments of wire that would conduct his own energy blasts, letting him bend them around corners; miniscule high efficiency arc reactors; and, finally, his crowning achievement, the jet engines.

They were small, but incredibly efficient. Somehow he'd managed to get them to run like a true Cybertronian engine - without fossil fuels. They would work around his own ability to fly - he'd tested this - while increasing his lift and maneuverability. What remained to be seen is if they would work without that innate ability.

Still, he'd hit a nasty snag - he needed titanium alloys and other rare parts of the kind used to build, well, military aircraft. And that was a little hard to find.

Still... "The universe favors the persistent," he repeated to himself quietly as he put the finishing touches on a catbot prototype.

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Hodge straightened his tie as he headed down to the lab, knowing very well that he should have been angry with his employee. Lateness was not something he approved of, but it was the least of his concern now. With Worthington and his disgusting mutant woman in the city somewhere, Hodge did have other things he needed to focus on. Late employees, though irritating, were not the main problem.

Of course, he'd stil mention it.

For awhile now, he'd been considering trusting one certain worker on some of the things he had kept to himself since arrival. The lab was the only place he was willing to discuss things, much as it had been when organizing The Right. Never out in the open office, but in a place he deemed safe.

"Mr. Astrum!" He shouted upon entering.

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Hodge stared at him, almost strangely. Odd. His employees always sounded so odd when they talked. However, they did give him respect, and that was all he wanted. They could be bumbling, clumsy fools as long as they did what they were told.

"Are you busy?" He asked.

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Hodge glanced at the projects he could see. "And what have you finished?"

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Interesting." Hodge commented. That last sentence was what really caught his attention, however. Though there was matters to discuss, he needed his curiousity satisfied. "And what thoughts would those be?"

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"I see." Hodge responded with no change in his voice. Recruiting others to what his actual cause was had been quite simple in the past, but here? He actually felt unsure. This city was unaware, young and without experience. Manipulation was harder, and though he'd never admit it, proving himself right was proving to be almost difficult.

"Military, you say? Are you referring to weapons, Mr. Astrum?"

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-03-28 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Hodge fought the smile that wanted so desperately to creep onto his face. Weapons. Weapons. Though he could easily kill every disgusting Mutant in this city, weapons still interested him. Anything to fight and destroy those genejokes.

Hah, robots! Interesting. Hodge had really hired the right man for this job.

"Robots? Hm. I feel as if the cause has been a little too peaceful." Hodge explained, adjusting his glasses as he talked. "Though the city is being given the facts, Mutants are still destroying everything."

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-03-30 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Astrum was impressive, Hodge decided. In a city full of fools and genejokes, it had been difficult to come across those on the network who could be of use to him.

"I see." Hodge responded, hiding the general happiness he was feeling. Though he did have a hidden advantage in this city, he wanted to put off using it as long as he could. Robots such as mentioned could prove very worthy to his cause, and perhaps even help him deal with the certain few he had an eye on. "See what you can do, then. I would like to see protypes for various weapons."

Hodge paused. "But as for Rimmer? Keep it from him for now. This is your project."

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-03-31 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do you have reason to suspect...disloyalty?" Hodge asked, trying not to sound too harsh with his question. People had tried to double cross him before, some of them very succesful. Such things only infuriated him, and he really didn't want to kill his employees. They were so useful.

"Perhaps, phasing." Hodge responded. "As well with psychic. Anything would be helpful, mind you. They're all threatening."

Fliers could stay out of it, though. Hodge had his own agenda for Warren Worthington.

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-04-01 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Hodge nearly snarled at the idea. Though he had wondered somewhat who of his employees would be willing to take the cause where it needed to go, he didn't like hearing otheriwse. Now he would need to keep an eye on that certain worker. Cameron Hodge would not be betrayed again. And as for sympathies?! Hah, Mutants didn't deserve them. "Hm. I suppose I will have to keep an eye on that one."

"Subjects." Hodge nearly laughed. The city was littered with possible subjects, a few already in his head. "We could easily grab one. There's a girl on the network who seems to know things. If we could gain her knowledge, it would assist us greatly, and help you with your work."

[identity profile] heartskidnaps.livejournal.com 2009-04-01 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Hodge smiled. "Leave that to me."