Reviews for Waiting Just Outside
Eerie Iri chapter 1 . 10/28/2010
Oh my...I have no words other than this was well-written.
QoS chapter 1 . 6/17/2009
That was sad. I'm not sure how much of Breakdown's response is due to loyalty and how much is due to being beaten down and dominated to the point where he simply can't imagine any other kind of existence. And of course, he's not going to get any appreciation for waiting, for being worried or even for calling Hook in the first place.

Just one more reason the Stunticons are fascinating... their dysfunctionality has endless potential for stories.

But it was great to see Drag Strip getting a snarky comeback! He hardly has *dialogue* in many stories, let alone something funny. Good way to break up the tension and balance the bleak ending.
Taipan Kiryu chapter 1 . 6/16/2009
I always saw Breakdown as the Stunticon who depended most on the others. For a guy who can’t stand being stared at, loneliness must be a two faces issue.

Indeed Motormaster was a rough and brutal leader, but he cared for his subordinates in a strict and possessive way. One wouldn’t expect a Decepticon, and specifically a Stunticon, to moan the loss of a teammate, but there is a strong bond within warriors who face death every day one beside the other that makes such attitudes very believable.

Instinct, much more than reasoning, makes Breakdown feel that relief when he realizes Motormaster still lives. After instinct, justifications are needed, and the best way to try to block the sun with a finger is hidding behind self-centered explanations.

Motormaster as an object needed to form Menasor and thus to keep the Stunticons as elite warriors, or honest concern for a teammate, no matter how brutal leader he is. The answer may be the one thing Breakdown doesn’t dare to stare at, even less being stared.

Brilliant fic. Your portray of the Stunticons’ personalities couldn’t be better.
Thing With No Talent chapter 1 . 6/15/2009
Poor lad. :( Yeah, sounds like Breakdown though. He's arguably got the most loyalty of any of them, though it doesn't do him any good. Motormaster's got him whipped like whoa. *resists urge to cuddle paranoid, hopelessly devoted sports cars*