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Roof Hangers,Darkmount
Dropshot felt himself proud to be one of the Decepticons following Megatron, and he felt a part of something larger.It was,unnerving.He'd spent too much time on the street,fighting over,well,it was survival.Did what you did.He'd followed Bombshock and knew no other leader,having been rather suddenly dissmissed from Galvatrons army.They fought,they quarreled,they always would.When Megatrons optics landed on him,he stood a little straighter.He also promptly forgot what had just been said.
Bombshock went through it all in his head.He memorized it,and commited it. Kaon:Important.Possiblity:Rouge,Gigatron followers or one of Megs.He liked the idea,and a smile appeared on his face.He did not wipe it off when Megatron's optics landed on him.Let his Lord think whatever he thought.It was a smile that lusted for oil.He didn't give a damn,he served Megatron mostly,because it was likely to be the winning side.All these other common troops would quake when they heard his tracks upon the battlefield. Hatemonger,on the other hand....
[Original RPG] Detente: To Reign In Hell (Polyhex)
Roof Hangar, Darkmount
"I've heard the same rumours," Megatron replied to Hatemonger. "Good soldiers all of them, if they can be convinced to join our side. That will be the trick, though."
The Decepticon leader pointed to the starship that the general had arrived in not long ago.
"That vessel looks more than suitable for our needs. Decepticons: aboard!"
As the Decepticon leader headed up the ramp, he saw the unhappy expression on Staxx's face, the violence-laden grin on Bombshock's, and the pride on Dropshot's. He didn't comment on any of them, tbut filed the reactions for future reference.
As Megatron entered the ship, he started issuing orders. "Bombshock, take Staxx and Vindicator below decks. Man the weapons turrets and be ready to shoot down any aircraft that come within half a mile of us without permission. The rest of you, follow me. We're heading to the bridge."
Overkill followed his commander forward, babbling on about something that absolutely no one had any interest in.
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Operations, Darkmount
Astrotrain shook his head. "Not mine, no," he told Tracer. "It's been filled by quite a few Decepticons over the years, notably Starscream and Cyclonus. Most recently the title belonged to Spinister, and I suspect he'll be filling the same role with Gigatron's forces that you are for ours."
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Cryotek's Lab
A rhythmic knock, knock. knock sounded on the lab door.
"Is anyone there," a polite voice called out to the occupants. "I'm looking for a mech named Cryotek."
Had anyone been watching, they would have found that the voice came from a small green and black Transformer who went by the name Rounder.
"I've heard the same rumours," Megatron replied to Hatemonger. "Good soldiers all of them, if they can be convinced to join our side. That will be the trick, though."
The Decepticon leader pointed to the starship that the general had arrived in not long ago.
"That vessel looks more than suitable for our needs. Decepticons: aboard!"
As the Decepticon leader headed up the ramp, he saw the unhappy expression on Staxx's face, the violence-laden grin on Bombshock's, and the pride on Dropshot's. He didn't comment on any of them, tbut filed the reactions for future reference.
As Megatron entered the ship, he started issuing orders. "Bombshock, take Staxx and Vindicator below decks. Man the weapons turrets and be ready to shoot down any aircraft that come within half a mile of us without permission. The rest of you, follow me. We're heading to the bridge."
Overkill followed his commander forward, babbling on about something that absolutely no one had any interest in.
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Operations, Darkmount
Astrotrain shook his head. "Not mine, no," he told Tracer. "It's been filled by quite a few Decepticons over the years, notably Starscream and Cyclonus. Most recently the title belonged to Spinister, and I suspect he'll be filling the same role with Gigatron's forces that you are for ours."
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Cryotek's Lab
A rhythmic knock, knock. knock sounded on the lab door.
"Is anyone there," a polite voice called out to the occupants. "I'm looking for a mech named Cryotek."
Had anyone been watching, they would have found that the voice came from a small green and black Transformer who went by the name Rounder.
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Hatemonger nodded as he boarded the ship taking a seat at the weapon systems.
"That should be the fun part. So what intel do we have on the city if any? What is going on there now?" He asked.
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Cryotek eyed the mech knocking on his door through on of the outside cameras.
"Who's there?" He yelled starting for the door ready to freeze the outsider if there was any trouble.
"That should be the fun part. So what intel do we have on the city if any? What is going on there now?" He asked.
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Cryotek eyed the mech knocking on his door through on of the outside cameras.
"Who's there?" He yelled starting for the door ready to freeze the outsider if there was any trouble.
Roof Hangar, Darkmount
Megatron shook his head as he sat at the ship's helm. "I have no idea," he admitted to Hatemonger. "I have a source in the city, but he rarely gets a chance to interact with anyone outside the garrison so the information he provided has been...less than helpful. We will be learning as we go."
As he finished speaking, he powered up the shuttle's engines and brought it up off the landing pad.
They were off.
(OOC: Megatron and his crew are moving to the brand-new Kaon thread.
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Operations, Darkmount
As Megatron's shuttle left, Wingthing recorded the launch. He attached the video and the shuttle's crew roster to a curt email, then sent it off to the CBC headquarters.
Barring the press from our territory might have been Gigatron's biggest mistake, the small Decepticon thought. They can be so very useful when you aim them in the right direction.
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Cryotek's Lab
"Ah, you are home. Nice to meet you, Cryotek." Rounder quickly located the camera and waved guilelessly at it. "My name's Rounder. I'm a recruiter of sorts for an organization that's hoping to talk you into joining us. May I come in?"
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Corridors, Darkmount
Buzzsaw continued to wait by the sealed door, wondering what Loader's next move was going to be.
Megatron shook his head as he sat at the ship's helm. "I have no idea," he admitted to Hatemonger. "I have a source in the city, but he rarely gets a chance to interact with anyone outside the garrison so the information he provided has been...less than helpful. We will be learning as we go."
As he finished speaking, he powered up the shuttle's engines and brought it up off the landing pad.
They were off.
(OOC: Megatron and his crew are moving to the brand-new Kaon thread.
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Operations, Darkmount
As Megatron's shuttle left, Wingthing recorded the launch. He attached the video and the shuttle's crew roster to a curt email, then sent it off to the CBC headquarters.
Barring the press from our territory might have been Gigatron's biggest mistake, the small Decepticon thought. They can be so very useful when you aim them in the right direction.
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Cryotek's Lab
"Ah, you are home. Nice to meet you, Cryotek." Rounder quickly located the camera and waved guilelessly at it. "My name's Rounder. I'm a recruiter of sorts for an organization that's hoping to talk you into joining us. May I come in?"
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Corridors, Darkmount
Buzzsaw continued to wait by the sealed door, wondering what Loader's next move was going to be.
Polyhex, Darkmount
A vote had just reached its conclusion in one of the below-ground barracks associated with the security of the Smelting Pool. Jaggor, toting twin linear accelerators, stood astride the smoking remains of Commander Protok and snarled, "Is anyone else going to disagree?"
There was utter stillness, utter silence.
"Okay." He put up his guns and, crushing his ex-opponent's head under one splayed foot, barked, "Get those doors open!"
While the other, smaller mechs in the unit hurried to obey, Jaggor gestured to one who remained in the shadows, red optics smouldering. "It's a long time since Charr, but we haven't forgotten. Hail, Megatron!"
"Hail, Megatron!" the other responded, his voice a bitter whisper. "Shall I contact him and offer our services, Jaggor?"
Jaggor's smile was pleasant and bright. "Please do, Dark Walk. I doubt he'll remember us, yet we are his to command."
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Dark Walk moved forwards, a tall, thin, semi-transparent shade with burning optics; he did not so much 'walk' as drift, for the base of his feet were above floor level. The soldiers who had pulled the door open hurried to get out of his way as he passed through the portal and crossed to the communications board on the opposite side of the corridor. Lifting one insubstantial hand, he pressed his long fingers into the controls and radioed, 'Darkmount Hub: this is Dark Walk of the Lower Garrison. Put me in touch with Lord Megatron immediately.'
Jaggor swung his two guns over his back and onto their mountings, smiling with sublime friendliness. "Pick up your weapons, because you're all coming with us," he told the smaller mechs, and chuckled to observe their fearful expressions.
A vote had just reached its conclusion in one of the below-ground barracks associated with the security of the Smelting Pool. Jaggor, toting twin linear accelerators, stood astride the smoking remains of Commander Protok and snarled, "Is anyone else going to disagree?"
There was utter stillness, utter silence.
"Okay." He put up his guns and, crushing his ex-opponent's head under one splayed foot, barked, "Get those doors open!"
While the other, smaller mechs in the unit hurried to obey, Jaggor gestured to one who remained in the shadows, red optics smouldering. "It's a long time since Charr, but we haven't forgotten. Hail, Megatron!"
"Hail, Megatron!" the other responded, his voice a bitter whisper. "Shall I contact him and offer our services, Jaggor?"
Jaggor's smile was pleasant and bright. "Please do, Dark Walk. I doubt he'll remember us, yet we are his to command."
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Dark Walk moved forwards, a tall, thin, semi-transparent shade with burning optics; he did not so much 'walk' as drift, for the base of his feet were above floor level. The soldiers who had pulled the door open hurried to get out of his way as he passed through the portal and crossed to the communications board on the opposite side of the corridor. Lifting one insubstantial hand, he pressed his long fingers into the controls and radioed, 'Darkmount Hub: this is Dark Walk of the Lower Garrison. Put me in touch with Lord Megatron immediately.'
Jaggor swung his two guns over his back and onto their mountings, smiling with sublime friendliness. "Pick up your weapons, because you're all coming with us," he told the smaller mechs, and chuckled to observe their fearful expressions.
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Operations, Darkmount
"There's a couple of interesting names," Tracer responded to the meantiones of Starscream and Cyclonus. "Hopefully so long as I avoid making some of the more memorable mistakes of my predicessors, things should go smoothly..."
Tracer took a moment to consider something silently before turning his attention back to Astrotrain. I"d have to say I know about as much about Megatron as any random Decepticon you might ask would know. Have any suggestions for me before I get myself in over my head on anything?"
"There's a couple of interesting names," Tracer responded to the meantiones of Starscream and Cyclonus. "Hopefully so long as I avoid making some of the more memorable mistakes of my predicessors, things should go smoothly..."
Tracer took a moment to consider something silently before turning his attention back to Astrotrain. I"d have to say I know about as much about Megatron as any random Decepticon you might ask would know. Have any suggestions for me before I get myself in over my head on anything?"
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en route
Krok awaited the reply of shockwave. but things were moving everywhere.
"I don't want to get caught here" he said to his troops "we will continue our travel untill Shockwave decides to reply." Loadrun had rejoined the group " the link is open - as soon as shockwave responds we will be informed".
Krok awaited the reply of shockwave. but things were moving everywhere.
"I don't want to get caught here" he said to his troops "we will continue our travel untill Shockwave decides to reply." Loadrun had rejoined the group " the link is open - as soon as shockwave responds we will be informed".
Operations, Darkmount
"What is there to say about him that everyone doesn't already know?" Astrotrain shrugged in response to Tracer's query. "Well, one thing that you need to keep in mind is that he values competence above everything else. And I do mean everything else, up to and including loyalty. He let Starscream keep his rank no matter how many times he acted out, because he knew he didn't have anyone on Earth with the skills to replace him. But don't think that makes him stupid. Starscream's betrayals were doomed to fail before they began, but if he'd ever had a chance of actually winning he would have been dead before he knew what was happening."
Astrotrain sighed. "What it really comes down to is that he's a lot smarter than he lets on. But as long as you do your job and you're more useful than troublesome, you'll do just fine under Megatron's command."
"What is there to say about him that everyone doesn't already know?" Astrotrain shrugged in response to Tracer's query. "Well, one thing that you need to keep in mind is that he values competence above everything else. And I do mean everything else, up to and including loyalty. He let Starscream keep his rank no matter how many times he acted out, because he knew he didn't have anyone on Earth with the skills to replace him. But don't think that makes him stupid. Starscream's betrayals were doomed to fail before they began, but if he'd ever had a chance of actually winning he would have been dead before he knew what was happening."
Astrotrain sighed. "What it really comes down to is that he's a lot smarter than he lets on. But as long as you do your job and you're more useful than troublesome, you'll do just fine under Megatron's command."
Cryotek's Lab
Rounder walked into the lab with a friendly expression on his face.
"I have to say, it's nice to finally meet you in person," he told Cryotek. "The people I represent have been trying to get in touch with you for a while now, but you're a hard mech to find. Which, when you get right down to it, is one of the reasons we wanted to find you."
The criminal smiled broadly.
"The information I've been given on you says that you were a powerful gangster where you came from. Have you ever thought about going back into that line of work?"
Rounder walked into the lab with a friendly expression on his face.
"I have to say, it's nice to finally meet you in person," he told Cryotek. "The people I represent have been trying to get in touch with you for a while now, but you're a hard mech to find. Which, when you get right down to it, is one of the reasons we wanted to find you."
The criminal smiled broadly.
"The information I've been given on you says that you were a powerful gangster where you came from. Have you ever thought about going back into that line of work?"
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Cryotek looked at Rounder is blue optics shining.
"Yes, I was rather good at being bad if you will." He said cracking his hands.
"You should realise the best criminals are never seen only heard about and to answer your question." He stood up and walked over to a terminal shutting down his usual recording systems and erasing the last few minutes of his research since Rounder came in too keep that data from prying eyes.
"It might be fun to get back into the business again." He answered.
"Yes, I was rather good at being bad if you will." He said cracking his hands.
"You should realise the best criminals are never seen only heard about and to answer your question." He stood up and walked over to a terminal shutting down his usual recording systems and erasing the last few minutes of his research since Rounder came in too keep that data from prying eyes.
"It might be fun to get back into the business again." He answered.
Operations, Darkmount
Operations, Darkmount
Laserbeak, being shooed by Bombshock from the ship, flies down and looks around. What a mess, he thought.
He sees his friend Wingthing and flies to meet him.
"Now what do we do?"
Laserbeak, being shooed by Bombshock from the ship, flies down and looks around. What a mess, he thought.
He sees his friend Wingthing and flies to meet him.
"Now what do we do?"
Darkmount, Smelting Pools
Loader discovered that he was almost, literally, in the slag... There before him was a floor-to-ceiling superdense containment field restraining an impossible expanse of molten metal. Everything was tinged with shifting patterns of red. A massive monitor bank rose over to his right, its gentle hum loud in the surprising silence.
The gaping hole in his chest began to feel raw and diagnostics informed him that internal overheating would result in electrical failure within one point two breems. He looked around him again and cursed; there was no way out except the way he had come.
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Darkmount, lower levels
Dark Walk drifted back from the communicator and turned, glaring at Jaggor, who came quickly to his side. "No reply," the shadowy mouth whispered. "The system may be down."
"Or someone is ignoring us," Jaggor growled, fists clenching.
"No matter. We will make our way to the upper levels and locate Lord Megatron."
Loader discovered that he was almost, literally, in the slag... There before him was a floor-to-ceiling superdense containment field restraining an impossible expanse of molten metal. Everything was tinged with shifting patterns of red. A massive monitor bank rose over to his right, its gentle hum loud in the surprising silence.
The gaping hole in his chest began to feel raw and diagnostics informed him that internal overheating would result in electrical failure within one point two breems. He looked around him again and cursed; there was no way out except the way he had come.
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Darkmount, lower levels
Dark Walk drifted back from the communicator and turned, glaring at Jaggor, who came quickly to his side. "No reply," the shadowy mouth whispered. "The system may be down."
"Or someone is ignoring us," Jaggor growled, fists clenching.
"No matter. We will make our way to the upper levels and locate Lord Megatron."
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Operations, Darkmount
(OOC: Sorry 'bout that, Clogs. Been very busy.)
Soundwave replied to Dark Walk's call in a voice that seemed almost bored. It was a facade, of course...he was very interested in what a random trooper would want with his newly-returned lord.
"Lord Megatron is indisposed," he told the supplicant. "What is your business with him?"
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Wingthing looked up from his console when he saw Laserbeak.
"Good to see you," he said in a friendly yet businesslike tone of voice. "Not much excitement right now, I'm afraid. Gigatron and his supporters have retreated to the military annex and locked themselves away, and the riots have died down." The batlike robot chuckled. "I suppose the rabble isn't used to getting their way and weren't sure what to do about it."
Wingthing glanced around nervously. When he saw that Soundwave was preoccupied he smirked and said, "I was actually going to stretch my wings a bit, see if I could find any straggling Gigs-lovers outside the fortress who needed sorting out. You want to tag along?"
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Cryotek's Lab
"I was hoping you'd say that," Rounder told Cryotek. "My employers tell me that they're in desperate need of a scientist of your calibre, and they would be hard-pressed to find one with your underworld experience anywhere else. A senior and very lucrative position opened up rather suddenly after some...unpleasantness with some of the lesser gangs." He smiled wryly. "Anyway, if you would like to meet with my employers and hear what they have to say, I'm authorized to fly you out to our compound in Protihex and introduce you to Black Shadow."
(OOC: Sorry 'bout that, Clogs. Been very busy.)
Soundwave replied to Dark Walk's call in a voice that seemed almost bored. It was a facade, of course...he was very interested in what a random trooper would want with his newly-returned lord.
"Lord Megatron is indisposed," he told the supplicant. "What is your business with him?"
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Wingthing looked up from his console when he saw Laserbeak.
"Good to see you," he said in a friendly yet businesslike tone of voice. "Not much excitement right now, I'm afraid. Gigatron and his supporters have retreated to the military annex and locked themselves away, and the riots have died down." The batlike robot chuckled. "I suppose the rabble isn't used to getting their way and weren't sure what to do about it."
Wingthing glanced around nervously. When he saw that Soundwave was preoccupied he smirked and said, "I was actually going to stretch my wings a bit, see if I could find any straggling Gigs-lovers outside the fortress who needed sorting out. You want to tag along?"
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Cryotek's Lab
"I was hoping you'd say that," Rounder told Cryotek. "My employers tell me that they're in desperate need of a scientist of your calibre, and they would be hard-pressed to find one with your underworld experience anywhere else. A senior and very lucrative position opened up rather suddenly after some...unpleasantness with some of the lesser gangs." He smiled wryly. "Anyway, if you would like to meet with my employers and hear what they have to say, I'm authorized to fly you out to our compound in Protihex and introduce you to Black Shadow."
Darkmount, lower levels
Jaggor responded to the voice, which he recognised, coming suddenly from the communicator. He reached nonchalentlythrough Dark Walk - the smaller Decepticon soldiers shuddered at this - and popped the controls.
"Hail, Megatron!" he barked. "I am Commander Jaggor and I wish to offer my services, and those of my cadre, to him as of old on Charr. I am his to command."
Jaggor responded to the voice, which he recognised, coming suddenly from the communicator. He reached nonchalentlythrough Dark Walk - the smaller Decepticon soldiers shuddered at this - and popped the controls.
"Hail, Megatron!" he barked. "I am Commander Jaggor and I wish to offer my services, and those of my cadre, to him as of old on Charr. I am his to command."
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Operations, Darkmount
Soundwave would have frowned if he had been equipped for it. More troopers were always a good thing, but he hadn't heard of these ones before so he was wary.
"Megatron has left the city to attend to business in Kaon," he told Jaggor. "But I would be happy to accept your allegiance in his stead. Shall I send someone to meet you and escort you to operations?"
Soundwave would have frowned if he had been equipped for it. More troopers were always a good thing, but he hadn't heard of these ones before so he was wary.
"Megatron has left the city to attend to business in Kaon," he told Jaggor. "But I would be happy to accept your allegiance in his stead. Shall I send someone to meet you and escort you to operations?"
Operations, Darkmount
Two shadows streaked across the night sky. Shrapnel lands, followed by Misfire. The black and purple Insecticon turned to the pink Targetmaster beside him.
"This is the place, Misfire? Misfire?" Shrapnel queried.
Misfire replied, "Heh, yes. Remind me who we are meeting again?"
Aimless poked Misfire "You idiot, it is your idea to join up with Megatron's army. So..." Aimless pointed at Astrotrain "I think we better talk to him."
Shrapnel said, "After keeping a low profile, I think it is best that we join Megatron now. Besides, he was the one that nearly conquered Cybertron. we nearly wiped out the Autobots you know. know."
Misfire chuckled and said, "You nearly died that time."
Shrapnel, "Shut up. Let's go find Astrotrain. Astrotrain."
The two Decepticons, and one Nebulon, walked towards the triple changer, and Shrapnel asked Astrotrain, "So Astrotrain, where do we sign up? up?"
Two shadows streaked across the night sky. Shrapnel lands, followed by Misfire. The black and purple Insecticon turned to the pink Targetmaster beside him.
"This is the place, Misfire? Misfire?" Shrapnel queried.
Misfire replied, "Heh, yes. Remind me who we are meeting again?"
Aimless poked Misfire "You idiot, it is your idea to join up with Megatron's army. So..." Aimless pointed at Astrotrain "I think we better talk to him."
Shrapnel said, "After keeping a low profile, I think it is best that we join Megatron now. Besides, he was the one that nearly conquered Cybertron. we nearly wiped out the Autobots you know. know."
Misfire chuckled and said, "You nearly died that time."
Shrapnel, "Shut up. Let's go find Astrotrain. Astrotrain."
The two Decepticons, and one Nebulon, walked towards the triple changer, and Shrapnel asked Astrotrain, "So Astrotrain, where do we sign up? up?"
Darkmount, lower levels
Jaggor bared his fangs, but remained civil as he replied, "I remember you Soundwave: it was long ago and you were by mighty Megatron's side. I was but a lowly soldier."
He was aware of Dark Walk gesturing down the corridor and nodding.
"We will take gravlift shaft nineteen and welcome your escort."
Jaggor bared his fangs, but remained civil as he replied, "I remember you Soundwave: it was long ago and you were by mighty Megatron's side. I was but a lowly soldier."
He was aware of Dark Walk gesturing down the corridor and nodding.
"We will take gravlift shaft nineteen and welcome your escort."
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