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    Out With A Bang

    Post by Livewire on Sun Aug 28, 2016 2:37 am

    DATE: 4/8/0006
    TIME: 8:59 PM



    Psssssssssssssssssssssssssshew!


    POP!

    The last hues of sunset had finally dipped down below the cityscape around her. A gray metal face looked up towards the sky, but did not see stars. Even the park did not allow for those distant lights to shine through the smog and hazy glow of the city below it. The air shifted with the burst above them, for a moment, before all was still again. The park's pond, faintly shivering from the slight breeze, showed reflections of a smoke trail being gently blown away.

    Livewire looked up again.  From the ground before her came a faint hissing before chemicals pushed together and reacted into another rocket shooting off from the ground. It went higher than the first, leaving a moment of silence in its wake before the air was punctured yet again by another decorative explosion of purple.   One after another, more fireworks joined it. The shockwave registered on her sensors but barely shook the grass below their feet. She supposed that the grass didn't care one way or the other what was happening above it.

    Another firework popped open into color abover her.  Yellow, this time, though it turned to a green glow at the end of its own little performance. That one had been a bit more expensive than the others, but it was worth it.  Or, well, she figured it would be worth it. Truth be told, Livewire wasn't exactly sure what it was.

    Gamma X had existed before she had. Two months old when she came here and already there was an entire civilization established. Cities, towns, and neighborhoods. Hospitals and parks. Even orphanages and libraries all there. It was so…weird. It was incredibly weird, but all at the same time exciting. There were new peoplea all of the time!  New, exciting people that always varied in so many sizes and shapes that she didn't know how to keep up with it all at first. People like her, people very much not like her. It was all so weird, but not scary. She hadn't know how to be scared, back then.

    Grass flattened beneath the burden of her frame as she sat down against the earth. Optics turned upward as a trio of lights went up into the sky, dying all the leftover smoke trails in their own vibrant colors.  It was a nice evening, at least. Even Livewire, in her state,  could appreciate that.

    She didn't know what she was doing.

    She had no idea.

    But what else could she do?  Gamma X only rarely left bodies. Friends and loved ones would just up and disappear most of the time, no trace left of them afterwards. No chance or desire to write a note explaining what was happening. No final goodbyes or...or anything.  There one minute, gone the next without even having the courtesy of sending a card. She'd been through the whole song and dance a few times now. People vanished, people reacted, and people moved on. It was nearly normal now to catch wind of who had been lost every few weeks. The fact that someone had disappeared was hardly even a surprise anymore.

    Dew-covered grass crinkled and folded around the shape of her helm as she laid herself down beneath the sky and smoke. There had been others, of course. Other disappearances that she'd dealt with. Some hurt more than the rest, but they all hurt a little. Even now, during this thrown-together...something, thoughts came to the femme in jumbled messes. Disappearances were normal, of course, but it was never supposed to be her. Everyone else was fair game, but...  apparently, they weren't so special after all.  The rules still applied regardless of how confident she had been, how they had been. It didn't change a thing.  

    Pop!  Fzzzztsh…

    Well, at least the fireworks made for a nice tombstone. Livewire couldn't imagine her sister choosing anything else as a marker of her own passing. Not that it mattered. Not that she could ask, or know.   Why was she doing this?  What purpose did this have?  She hadn't even thought to do it for anyone else. Not Casshern, not Starscream.  Not even her absent guardians. Another firework burst the sky into a temporary show of green and blue before it, too, faded away.

    Maybe…maybe she just didn't want it to fade away.  Even with Death, Samara, and others of her little "family", she didn't talk about them much after they were gone. There wasn't a point to it. They were gone and they weren't coming back. They were absent and even X's power couldn't return them to her.  She didn’t know where they went, anyway. Apparently even X didn’t know.

    The air began to smell of smoke from her own part of the show. She looked to the side, then nodded slightly to signify her own show’s completion. For an event such as this, Livewire thought it only right that someone else had their own send-off for the one not there today.  Others may come to talk, or not, but she figured at least one of them deserved to do a little something more.




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    Re: Out With A Bang

    Post by Invader Zim on Sun Aug 28, 2016 9:36 pm

    Off to the side stood the small Irken, flash of the fireworks reflecting off of his shiny eyes. His antennae were flattened against his skull, the ends twitching with every loud POP. Zim had not expected the little femme to visit him, especially when she revealed what she had planned. Skyler was gone, and this would be a little service to remember her. The feisty spitfire who joked around with him and challenged him to fights. No matter how much they battered and injured each other, they still regarded each other in a strange fondness. Like friends who preferred to insult each other, sticking little flags in each other. The teenager would approve of this sort of display. Loud noises, sparkling lights in the air. She would not want a somber affair, still and quiet aside from sniffling.

    An optic made of obsidian metal was held firmly in a gloved hand, turned about as if it were a stress ball. Zim juggled it between both hands, peering down at it as the show continued in the sky. A clear night in this green spot of the city, spring warmth thick around them. People left all the time, Zim had never been too affected by it. He made such few connections, after all! The Irken was proud of it, because his own company was all he needed. Anybody else was just a plus. The cyborg had been one of the people he had known the longest, though as more tragedy seem to hit her the more they kept their distance. It was fine with Zim, he didn't want to do all of that stuff. Emotional talks and comfort, ugh. That was not him! Zim figured she'd be fine if he left her to sort that stuff out alone. Instead...well, it just hadn't been expected that she would leave too.

    Pocketing the optic, Zim glanced up just in time to see the last couple of fireworks go off in the sky. Leaving behind little trails of smoke in the sky, he caught the nod out of the corner of his eye and nodded back. The Irken had never personally known the small yellow robot, just knew her as Skyler's sister. The closer the cyborg became with Livewire, the more gentle she was. It was as if she softened the young woman up. Seeing one without the other was...strange. His antennae flattened even more as he reached within his PAK. About ten water balloons, each one sloshing and squishing into the grass as Zim pulled them out. Next to him was a machine that nearly reached his own height, with gray metal and black Irken symbols plastered all over. With an opening in the front and the back, the small alien began to load it up with the bulbous orbs. Each color was represented in the balloons. All of them stacked in a single line, Zim ejected his PAK legs. All four robotic legs, spidery in appearance, hovered about in the air around himself. Aiming the front opening towards the air where there had once been fireworks, the Irken flipped a switch.

    FWOMP! FWOMP! FWOMP!

    Like a baseball pitching machine, all of the water balloons were launched into the air! Simultaneously, Zim's robotic legs took aim. Eyes squinting with effort, he sent the command.

    ZAP ZAP ZAP ZAP!

    POP

    Sploosh...

    Honestly, Zim would have preferred that paint were in the balloons. Aside from the mess it would make, it was agreed that the chemicals would damage the park and so the 'safe' option was water. Lasers shot out of his spider legs, flashes of red that seemed to make the air sizzle. They easily popped all of the balloons, creating a little shower of water that harmlessly splashed onto the grass. It may not have been a display of fireworks, but it still carried Skyler's spirit in action. Paint definitely would have been more fitting. Still, the destructive display was almost enjoyable to see in action. With a soft zip, he withdrew his legs back into his PAK and curled his fists. A bit of destruction is good for the brainmeats! Huffing softly, he turned to Livewire. "This is an...adequate memorial." It was the closest he could come to a compliment, but it was true. This was all her idea, and though he had given his assistance, she was still the creator of this. All was quiet for a moment, and the Irken turned his gaze back upon the horizon and the city. This...this was good. This would work.
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    Re: Out With A Bang

    Post by Arro on Mon Sep 05, 2016 3:21 am

    Bright lights and tireless noise was par for the course for any city. Like the nervous system of a living thing it never rested, working countless life supporting tasks even as the body slept, unnoticed by the conscious mind but necessary for its existence. Arro had lulled himself to sleep tracing the pattern of red tail-lights coursing through the city's arteries, little flashes of electricity in the nervous system. Sirens and shouts could also fade into the background and betray a pattern given enough time. He'd visited the human super organism enough by now that there didn't seem to be a roof he didn't know anymore, or a street he couldn't name, so naturally he'd also learned to drown the drumming of it's heartbeat from his ears to accomplish the necessity of sleep.

    But the pattern continuing as normal was key for that to occur. A shout raised in pain from a stabbing rather than from chastising a clumsy passerby would break it and wake him. Likewise fireworks weren't the typical city lights he was used to. Disused neon signs had a blinking pattern and the tower lights shown constant without stutter. But this was infrequent, preceded by a sharp whistle and a crack, and with each distant explosion a new hazy color was cast into the shadows of his makeshift weyreim.

    His head lolled against the wall as light splashed through a crack across his face. He winced and rolled over as the color and sound from the second explosion cascaded into his den, but the third popped the loudest and finally yanked him into reluctant consciousness. Arro mumbled, his mouth dry, and stood up clattering his keratinous horns loudly against the metallic beams behind him. He knelt down out from under a torn down billboard leaning against an elevator terminal and padded out into a colorful red haze glittering across the cement.

    Arro peered around, blinking sleep from his eyes in the bright glare of the city lights. The glow from the last explosion hadn't yet died before above him in the night sky appeared something like a meteor. He squinted, tracing it's arc higher and higher until finally like a timelapsed flower it burst open. He shielded his sensitive eyes from the sudden flash but looked back quickly. Beautiful tracers of purple and orange burst in it's center and shot out in every direction like so many scattered diamonds. Like cinders they glowed fervently at first and then slowly died as they traveled away from their fiery source. Arro could follow their descent further then most but eventually they either disintegrated or grew too dim for even him to distinguish them against the hazy city sky.

    Arro hopped up onto the rooftop's ledge and leaned forward eagerly, waiting for the next one to shoot up. He'd seen similar displays before from both dragons and people but nothing exactly like this. He wondered what the occasion was. The next firework produced multiple green radiating circles, Arro payed careful attention to the origin of the launch and leaped off in the general direction as soon as it faded. With the show continuing in stride he had no trouble chasing the event down, altering his path across the roofs slightly with each subsequent launch. As he came closer to the park the rooftops thinned out and shrank and the scent of smoke came strong on the cool night wind. Arro landed like a cat on one of the last proper towers before the city was overcome by greenery, and peered down past the bordering trees to the park lawn.

    He smelled fire, the chemical haze and the condensating dew on the grass but the silence was what stood out the most. Crowds and cheers usually followed fireworks, but he'd heard none the whole way here. The park was mostly silent and empty save two individuals, a green and yellow speck on a smoke-swept hill.

    Arro recognized them by sight and smell, and their moods by their posture. Something was off.

    The dragon cocked his head and released the tension from tightly wound muscles, shooting up into the urban atmosphere. Red swaths of leather caught the night breeze and carried him quietly over the trees and into the park via a low glide. The height of his launch was sufficient so that he came into a smooth landing without a single flap or a rustle of wind upon the hill. His talons slid with gentle shushing into the lush green lawn, and only once his wings were folded behind him did the soil feel his weight.

    Not wanting to surprise them, he made his presence known while walking the remaining distance via the slow swishing of his tail through the growing grass. There was an almost physical weight pressing down on the two people before him, making them seem small and insignificant amid the fiery event overhead. Each barely moved, and though Livewire's eyes traced the sky her frame almost sank away from it with each incendiary bloom. Arro dipped his head as he approached but said little. He walked alongside Livewire and lay down beside her metallic form in the cold grass, watching silently for a moment as the colors above flashed reflections in her face. Reds and purples overlaying yellow. He clenched his claws in the wet earth and lowered his head, his eyes affixed to the sky, subdued.

    "It's very beautiful" was all he said.


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    Re: Out With A Bang

    Post by Ariana Lee on Sat Sep 10, 2016 10:17 pm

    Off to the side and barely illuminated by the bright flashes of purple, Ariana Lee stood alone. Her arms were wrapped around her stomach, the young woman feeling shaky and nauseous. Dark brown eyes didn't look at anything in particular, other than the fireworks that danced across the sky. Her black hair was slightly disheveled, she had been far too eager to get here to pretty herself up or anything. She could still barely believe it. How could she? The young cyborg had always been there, always been around for Ariana to talk to. Her young heart panged, remembering the roguish attitude, so tough and yet so caring. They had kept in contact over the years, though the werewolf knew that sometimes Skyler needed space. Over the years, the cyborg didn't seem as...carefree. How could she be...? Skyler was hurting and yet...

    I should have done more. Like she did for me.

    After that robotic boyfriend of hers had left her high and dry, things had been a bit...awkward between the two of them. Skyler seemed to just have awful luck when it came to romantic partners, and maybe Ariana had been a bit scared to be the next person to break her heart. Coupled with the disappearance of her adopted parents, the werewolf had tried her best to be there for both the cyborg and the yellow femme who had organized this thing. Her gaze sought the robot out, staring at her back. Her hands squeezed herself, and the young woman took a step backwards. The right thing to do was to comfort her, comfort the alien bug, this was an event for everyone who knew Skyler to come together in solidarity and remember the young woman. To talk with each other and help to grieve, but it felt wrong. This felt wrong. Skyler being gone felt wrong. Seeing Livewire alone, knowing she'd never see her friend again.

    No...not just a friend. Turning her back as the water balloons were loaded up, Ariana took the coward's way out. Taking off in a light run, the young woman ran away from the park as tears fell from her eyes, rolling down her cheeks and rendering her vision blurry. She couldn't do this, she didn't belong here. She couldn't say 'good bye' to Skyler yet.
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    Re: Out With A Bang

    Post by Zurg on Fri Sep 16, 2016 3:26 pm

    It was hard.

    It was hard to think, to breathe, to feel. It was hard to simply be.

    From the hazy distance, draped in smoke and hidden beneath a canopy of leaves, stared crimson eyes. Fireworks dazzled the evening sky with deafening booms and crackling sizzles. Yellows, greens, blues and reds; no matter the colour, it painted the world all the same. So this was Skyler's memorial... A fireworks display to commemorate not her disappearance but her memory. Fitting, then. She would have loved the thought of shaking the neighbourhood's windows and scaring its elderly.

    There was a moment or two, during a lull in the explosions or a second of quiet, that Zurg thought to address his presence. But what would he say, then? What would even be worthy enough to utter? He contemplated possible words, statements that could be weaved into a tactful eulogy, yet found most - if not all - extremely... noneffective. No amount of heartfelt speeches or displays of mourning would bring Skyler back. The alien's gaze shifted downward to Livewire, Zurg observing the femme from afar. This wasn't the time, he thought. The wound was still fresh, ends had yet to be tied. Loss plagued this world, and its citizens were no strangers to the gnawing emptiness. Skyler was gone and her sister needed time to heal, space to breathe. That's all any of them could do for the heartbroken femme.

    Zurg paid his respects and quietly left, his spirit weighed down by tonight's somber affairs.


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    Re: Out With A Bang

    Post by Shaiamils on Fri Sep 16, 2016 7:12 pm

    Shaiamils sighed, lowering his head as he arrived on the scene. The doctor had hardly known Skyler himself, but the impact her disappearance had on Livewire was obvious. He couldn't just not be here tonight. The feathery alien did not speak to the femme. Though it hurt him greatly to stay silent, to not offer his condolences, he could could tell that the young Cybertronian did not wish to speak. This was meant to be a memorial, after all. To be silent was to be respectful.

    The avian reached into his bag, pulling out what could be easily identified as a lighter and a roman candle. One could only assume what he was about to do with them, and they would be correct. Shaiamils held the candle a safe distance from himself and lit the fuse. As the sparks began to fly, he lifted it as high above his head as he possibly could. Colorful shots flew into the air, one after another. But as quickly as the display began, it was over. Nothing but a thin trail of smoke still came out of the candle.

    As the last traces of smoke began to dissipate, the doctor lowered the exhausted roman candle. He put the empty husk back into his bag, along with the lighter. Shaiamils lowered his head once more. A proper moment of silence was in order after that salute. After a full minute had passed, the doctor decided that it would be appropriate to take his leave. He gave one last look in Livewire's direction, solemnly nodding at her.

    As the avian made the short walk back home, he could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. His throat hurt as he choked back the urge to sob. Livewire was usually such a happy person. To see her this upset was painful. Agonizing, even. To say that tonight was emotionally draining would be an understatement. By now, Shaiamils wanted nothing more than to just crawl into bed. The walls of his home would surely provide the privacy he needed to cry it out.

    This was one of those days where he was glad to not have work the next.

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