Months have passed since Starscream finally learned about Robustshell’s true background and her dissaperance. Simply to put the year is 2011. Decepticons had empty results finding the femme’s energy signature to pinpoint where her real body is. The scene transitions to a late night concert booming in life and lights. A band named “Avril Ripoffs” are playing a concert using some questionably advanced technology and instruments. Microphones have been made from the same material and intertwined into it as well.
"We needed time of our own, Never thought I’ll be there when you cried, The stellar cycles feel like solar cycles, The pieces in my spark,”
The Singer’s manager is seen to be distraught telling them to end the music. He did not expect these lyrics instead of the usual famous song that actually brought out the fans more than ever. However, the audience is roaring. The crowd is yelling in cheers believing this is not a rip off. When indeed it is by the original standereds. The crowd threw anything as the girls who were flowing deeply into the verse.
“Pieces of my spark, They tear apart, Everyday I’m gone, Without you knowing I’m online,”
The Decepticons had finally found the last remaining pieces of Megatron’s supposed love interest. “Target locked on.” One oddly French sounding Decepticon announces through comnlink. “I correct myself; targets have been locked on.”
Starscream and several jets hover above the concert.
“I miss you." The Band sings 'you' in a drawn out lyric. "You know it’s tough.”
The main singer, Andrebeth Howards, made her vocal singing voice go soft grabbing the microphone to her lips. Her voice is so unigue it could have never have came from a human. But had been adjusted by some unknown technological advancements to this black and silver microhphone bearing an unusual texture. That is really, actually cybertronian products that had been found then used by these rip offs..The microhphone itself dimmed down to a golden-dark yellow.
“We are from two different worlds, These pieces tear me apart, Everyday, it’s an impossibility to ever really settle in this universe,”
Men in the crowd whistle, some people are raising their charged up phones in the air waving it back in forth like a wave. Blue lights are seen from above radiating from multiple screens from small to big and rounded. This could be a Virgil instead of a concert all together.
The Seekers knew better than not to interrupt a stellar moment like this since it’s rare in their culture and something that may not be seen in human culture again. The singers behind her are repeating “When I’m gone” in such an amazing way it’s not really noticeable. It could have been recorded then put out on youtube to be heard.
“I miss you, But I know it’s tough for you.”
The background players strum their guitars as the muletiple lights are activated.
“Sleeping on the berth, Remembering you are out there, It’s tough to be out there...without you. When I’m gone, The pieces of my spark are missing, The face you came to know is missing too,”
The singers jumped into a loud beutyful chorus perfected concert.The seekers above transfer into their camouflaged forms making them invisible in this nightly dark sky. People did not notice what is going on from above in the sky. They were too busy listening and cheering for the music that not even their manager had expected—who is trying to end the concert right—in this event.
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