20 Years of COSPLAY! [Midnight Double Feature!]

[Viper the Femme]

*Skitters to a stop, unsure of where she is. Her helm swivels from left to right, looking for a place to hide from what lurks above her. There are no proper overhangs, however; nothing to duck beneath or drive inside. Eventually turns to the skies, her arm reformatting into her weapon of choice-- a plasmacaster-- as she lies in wait.*

Come on! scream

[Autobot Wildgear]

*Wildgear flies in pursuit of Viper, momentarily thrown off by the change in surroundings. She quickly spots Viper again... also noting that she has now activated her weapon*

*Realizing that the other femme could already have her in her sights, she transforms and tries to get to the ground quickly* ...Slag!

[Viper the Femme]

*Doesn't plan on giving Wildgear the luxury of an uneventful descent. Now that she's transformed, she's a larger target; it's a perfect time to strike! The servos in her arm whirr as she tracks the femme with her plasmacaster. After a brief pause, she opens fire, sending two shots of superheated matter at the Aerialbot's wings.*

[Autobot Wildgear]

*She lands harder than intended, as one of the plasma blasts hits its intended target. She picks herself up off the ground far more slowly than she'd like; the damage is to a sensitive area and not particularly easy to ignore*

*Trying not to give Viper another chance to strike, well aware that she's outgunned, she attempts to move off to find some cover in the unfamiliar area around them* gonk

[Viper the Femme]

*Gives chase as the Aerialbot tries to find a place to hide. Won't let this femme get away; is determined to put an end for this once and for all. When Wildgear disappears around a corner, hesitates for a moment, before turning to pursue her.*

You can't get away from me, you little whore! I'll kill you!

[Luck is a Lady]

"Well, that's one minion, at the least."

*The Lady and the one young man came back into view, the biggest discernible difference being with the man having a hideous black scorch mark on his face in the shape of a spade, along with a mangled neck that looked like it was ripped apart by a wild animal.*

"I wonde--"

"Transformers."

"Hmm?"

"Giant humanoid robots that can transform into vehicles and THEY'RE RIGHT IN FRONT OF US!

*Despite being in a state of undeath and under the control of a malevolent entity, the minion was still first and foremost an overgrown 12 year old. Lady Luck looked to find that there were, indeed, giant robots fighting in the midst of ancient Roman ruins.*

"Well, well, I didn't know they had girl ones."

[The Power of the Vok]

*Has its interest piqued by the arrival of two somewhat-familiar energy signatures. They're sparks; there's no doubt about that. Thought that the Cybertronians had vacated the Earth millions of years ago, but they were apparently mistaken. The circumstances are of no importance, though; this is a chance to fulfill the Plan. There are other signatures as well, and while they would be of interest under other conditions, the Transformers are its first and foremost objective.*

*The first one appears, turning around a corner. One of her extremities is injured; there's no use in inhabiting an injured body. Then another one turns around the corner: a healthier femme, though her spark has some... malevolence to it. It is of no consequence, though; she will make an excellent servant of the Vok, regardless.*

*A rising howl accompanies the sight of a bright light as it passes back and forth through the columns of the ancient ruins, pausing between the two femmes. It examines Viper for a moment, its eyes pinpricks of brilliant light as it makes its decision. A moment later, it shoots towards her, aiming to worm inside her chestplate. Her pulsing spark, full of emotion and irrationality, is a delight to the Vok, and it takes its time savoring the sensation as it assimilates her spark into its own essence.*

[Luck is a Lady]

"Mistress! Mistress! Did you even SEE that thing, it just went into that one robot! Oh crud, it's the Vok the Vok the--"

*The Lady's facade drops as she gives off a guttural snarl towards the Minion, who proceeds to cower a bit before regaining a normal stance. Anybody close enough to notice would've seen her nose had shifted into a peculiar shape and her brow ridge was more defined, up until she regained her composure.*

"You know what that floating skull is then?"

"To make a long story short...Bad news. Crazy bad. But why is it here? Hell, why are we here?"

"You'll be getting more questions than answers, child. Until then, we're just going to wait and see what happens next."

[Autobot Wildgear]

*Unfortunately, it seems as though Viper has chosen to follow her to... wherever either of them might be heading here. She does not react to the other's shouting this time, choosing instead to keep the distance between them for now... until the howling starts*

*Wildgear stops abruptly as the mass of light appears and pauses behind her; perhaps another poor decision on her part today... She takes a few steps back in shock as the thing shoots forward towards Viper's chestplates, optics widening a little behind her visor.*

*She then thinks to ready her own wrist blasters after a moment, having no idea what might be about to happen* What in the name of Primus...

[Viper the Femme]

*Only has a brief moment to skitter to a stop as something comes between her and Wildgear. Then it flies towards her, and she ineffectively raises her hands as the entity passes into her. A seizing, terrible pain grips her as the quantum bonds of her life source are gradually broken down and reassembled. Can do nothing but scream, her vocalizers distorting from the agony of what she's experiencing.*

Help me!

*Her frame collapses to the ground as it begins to convulse, the Vok's essence overriding her own and worming its way into every aspect of her being.*

[Eddie Schmidt]

Even so much as one step back from in discriminant murder and suddenly, AUTOBOT and DECEPTICON and giant freakin' flying skulls all over the place. You haven't seen anything as weird as this than the time that you climbed out of a lake you fell into and found yourself in a bar with rustic desert folk, talking animals, and zombies attacking color-coordinated mercenaries. Which was a few months ago, really. Any connection is probably coincidental, although you're beginning to think that might be a really bunk explanation.

You walk to the side of the Lady Fortuna and reach into the gaping hole around the kneecap area of your left jean leg and pull out one of the machetes you were concealing. You hand it towards the minion and give him a knowing nod before looking back at the spectacle of those two robots and that...whatever the hell that thing that took over the Decepticon was.

The writhing was making you feel uncomfortable. You don't see how anyone could help though, the only three people around this place were outclassed and you haven't seen any of the others all day.

[The Power of the Vok]

*The femme's spark is not without merit, and the Vok chooses to incorporate it rather than outright consume it. It will have a place in the Plan to come; but for now, it must focus on transforming the femme to better suit its needs. The Cybertronian's convulsions gradually die down, replaced by a constant trembling as the power of the Nexus courses through her circuitry.*

[Cindy Caine]

*Cindy was coming back from a mischievous romp when she saw Eddie, the Lady and the minion looking towards two strange creatures in the distance. She ran up to them.*

"What's going on?"

*Then she felt the presence of something else within the darker creature. It wasn't like anything she's ever dealt with before, and her curiosity was getting the best of her. Whatever it was, she had to get a closer look at it. She just HAD to play with it. But that would be a rather hard thing to do with the way it was taking over that other lady.*

"I think I see what's going on here~. Don't worry, I'll just pull 'im out~~"

*The air over the trembling robot started to contort visibly. Cindy was holding her arms out and then positioned them like she was grabbing something. She then yanked the thin air like she was yanking a rope.*

"Let's play tug of war!" twisted

[Luck is a Lady]

"WHAT THE SLAG DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING--uh I mean, WHAT THE HELL, I MEAN I mean, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, YOU'RE CRAZY!" gonk

*The minion turned around and put his hands on the top of his head and turned away from the madness*

"Well, this is very interesting. Such chutzpah for a little girl."

*Ah, children. Never concerned about consequences, their own untainted reasoning for everything. Luck was never something that played too much into anything that was ever serious to them. The House was in Cindy's favor tonight, although the Lady wondered if that would end up being enough. Realistically, Cindy's choice was the worse she could've made...unintentionally dragging herself into something so much bigger than herself.

...but was that a better choice than just standing around and doing nothing? That would be a matter of perception.*

[Viper the Femme]

*In response to the reality-bending actions of the young girl, Viper's frame begins to convulse once again. The being inside her isn't going to leave easily-- and certainly not without a fight. The femme's body begins to transmutate; the changes are imperceptible at first, but as the seconds pass, they grow more and more noticeable and grotesque. The color of her optics shift from a dull red to a vibrant purple as the metal of her chestplate twists and contorts into the pattern of a skull. Tendrils of wire and cables burst through her skin and circuitry, flailing wildly as the femme rises to her feet. The bottom portion of her face, once featureless, now splits into a vertical maw flanked by hundreds of toothed mandibles. Part of it is merely for show; the Vok's true power lies within a realm that transcends the physical.*

*After a brief moment, the Vok within her speaks.*