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scorponok bay
"hey guzzle" charger said. "i've heard you like fire? do you want me to show you what a real flamethrower can do in battle? i'll give you some lessons when I'll burn some Quints.you can watch and keep my score".
Krok stared at charger and his small one-horned partner.
charger was known for his hot temper, but with all these halls filled with autobots and decepticons ready for action he didn't know if he should distance himself or not before things got really hot. on the other hand there were enough high ranking decepticons to keep chargers's temper in check.
that is, at least untill they reached the surface...
[Original RPG] End of the Line: Moon Pact- Faction Truce cont'd
Trypticon: Briefing Room
Hammer nodded up to Optimus before turning toward Wingspan. The monumental height difference between himself and the Autobot leader gave him ample privacy.
"Right. And with official authorization and Shockwave's guard covering us, we'll have plenty of security to work."
Hammer noticed Stonecruncher still standing in front of him, glaring up at Prime.
"Will you sit down?" Hammer snapped. "You're embarrassing yourself."
Stonecruncher shrugged callously and turned to return to the others. "Just watchin' yer back, chief."
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Tyrant: Bridge
Viewfinder pondered a moment before pointing at a spot on the image.
"These carry a heavy payload of starbombs, which are meant to be shielded from outside weaponsfire. The dumb thing about the design is that they hide the bombay behind their old-style fission engines - here, see? The hull plating is thick, but if you can get through the armor, you can get an explosive round into the fuel line and take down the whole thing from the inside."
Viewfinder leaned back and folded his arms over his chest, impressed with his own knowledge. He truly was the best recon agent the Empire had.
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Warworld: Prison Block
Iguanus took his time sitting down on the guard's stool across the hall from cell 101. He glanced both ways to make sure the coast was clear, then casually pulled a pack of energon cigarettes from inside his shell's tunic. He plucked one of the cylinder's and ignited it between his reptillian lips before answering.
"Patrol bringsss me here," the Pretender answered Nautilus slowly. "I heard we had an Autobot. Ssso, what'sss your crime?"
Hammer nodded up to Optimus before turning toward Wingspan. The monumental height difference between himself and the Autobot leader gave him ample privacy.
"Right. And with official authorization and Shockwave's guard covering us, we'll have plenty of security to work."
Hammer noticed Stonecruncher still standing in front of him, glaring up at Prime.
"Will you sit down?" Hammer snapped. "You're embarrassing yourself."
Stonecruncher shrugged callously and turned to return to the others. "Just watchin' yer back, chief."
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Tyrant: Bridge
Viewfinder pondered a moment before pointing at a spot on the image.
"These carry a heavy payload of starbombs, which are meant to be shielded from outside weaponsfire. The dumb thing about the design is that they hide the bombay behind their old-style fission engines - here, see? The hull plating is thick, but if you can get through the armor, you can get an explosive round into the fuel line and take down the whole thing from the inside."
Viewfinder leaned back and folded his arms over his chest, impressed with his own knowledge. He truly was the best recon agent the Empire had.
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Warworld: Prison Block
Iguanus took his time sitting down on the guard's stool across the hall from cell 101. He glanced both ways to make sure the coast was clear, then casually pulled a pack of energon cigarettes from inside his shell's tunic. He plucked one of the cylinder's and ignited it between his reptillian lips before answering.
"Patrol bringsss me here," the Pretender answered Nautilus slowly. "I heard we had an Autobot. Ssso, what'sss your crime?"
Bridge, Warworld
Astrotrain strode toward the captain's chair, pondered for a moment, and then sat. He glanced at the report that Tracer had called up, but didn't pay too much attention to it. Like the other Decepticon had said, not much was happening.
Aside from the other Decepticon's attitude, that is.
"You left friends behind on Cybertron." It wasn't a question; they'd all left friends behind. "You want to free them from the Quintessons. You want to avenge them if they're dead. I understand that. You don't like the Autobots, and I understand that, too. But Spinister made you an officer during your mission to Nebulos, and officers don't have the luxury of brooding. Like it or not, your fellow Decepticons are going to be looking to you for guidance. Just pointing out problems isn't good enough; you're one of the people who have to come up with solutions now."
The Triplechanger sat back a bit in his chair, idly wondering whether Tracer would begin to do something constructive or just vent some more.
Astrotrain strode toward the captain's chair, pondered for a moment, and then sat. He glanced at the report that Tracer had called up, but didn't pay too much attention to it. Like the other Decepticon had said, not much was happening.
Aside from the other Decepticon's attitude, that is.
"You left friends behind on Cybertron." It wasn't a question; they'd all left friends behind. "You want to free them from the Quintessons. You want to avenge them if they're dead. I understand that. You don't like the Autobots, and I understand that, too. But Spinister made you an officer during your mission to Nebulos, and officers don't have the luxury of brooding. Like it or not, your fellow Decepticons are going to be looking to you for guidance. Just pointing out problems isn't good enough; you're one of the people who have to come up with solutions now."
The Triplechanger sat back a bit in his chair, idly wondering whether Tracer would begin to do something constructive or just vent some more.
scorponok bay
Guzzle, distracted from Airwave and Octane, turned to Charger with a grimace*:
"Hah: the time a cripple like you can out-flame me is a dark day indeed. You'd best stay behind me and take lessons."
Guzzle was being meaner than usual; the alliance was sitting very badly with him, especially after his recent training holo deck sequence where he was blowing them up.
Meanwhile, Airwave was taking Octanes questions into consideration:
"We mightn't have to abandon the battle: the invasion may have lull points, or turn into an occupation. Either way, I can give you the co-ords and you can get the goods at your leisure. I wouldn't want to detract from the retaking of Cybertron for a cycle."
Or once that Omibot has gotten out of earshot, we can organise something a little easier: like Octane going MIA, him getting the goods and sneaking them back with Pounces help. Once we got the goods, we can "find" Octane some distance from the field of battle.
Trypticon Briefing Room
Thunderwing kept a steady posture; he betrayed no emotion, as he thought on his dark purpose, and waited the inevitable questions.
His curiosity was piqued though: why did Prime assign him to his team? Did he feel that he needed to keep Thunderwing in check personally? When the briefing was over, he'd make a point of asking him.
"Hah: the time a cripple like you can out-flame me is a dark day indeed. You'd best stay behind me and take lessons."
Guzzle was being meaner than usual; the alliance was sitting very badly with him, especially after his recent training holo deck sequence where he was blowing them up.
Meanwhile, Airwave was taking Octanes questions into consideration:
"We mightn't have to abandon the battle: the invasion may have lull points, or turn into an occupation. Either way, I can give you the co-ords and you can get the goods at your leisure. I wouldn't want to detract from the retaking of Cybertron for a cycle."
Or once that Omibot has gotten out of earshot, we can organise something a little easier: like Octane going MIA, him getting the goods and sneaking them back with Pounces help. Once we got the goods, we can "find" Octane some distance from the field of battle.
Trypticon Briefing Room
Thunderwing kept a steady posture; he betrayed no emotion, as he thought on his dark purpose, and waited the inevitable questions.
His curiosity was piqued though: why did Prime assign him to his team? Did he feel that he needed to keep Thunderwing in check personally? When the briefing was over, he'd make a point of asking him.
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Bridge, Warworld
"I left no friends behind, just a unit," Tracer responded to Astrotrain, his tone and mood seeming to have returned to normal now that he had vented his pent up energies. "A unit so dysfunctional that we couldn't even decide a leader, and Galvatron eventually grew so tired of it that he exiled all of us far away from eachother. Why I was chosen out of the others to remain with his main troops I may never know.
"I've considered our current situation for a long time, and my solution is to act, to make a move. Be it stealth or bold, or any other means, so long as something is done. I've always been a front line soldier; sitting behind a desk or consol is not something I have had to endure before now. It is an incredible adjustment..." Tracer said calmly. From the tone behind his words, he was uncomfortable with the waiting for others to act, he wanted to go out and make an active difference. He was getting cabin fever having to wait things out, but at least he was attempting to keep himself in check for his new possition while he made the adjustment.
"I've considered our current situation for a long time, and my solution is to act, to make a move. Be it stealth or bold, or any other means, so long as something is done. I've always been a front line soldier; sitting behind a desk or consol is not something I have had to endure before now. It is an incredible adjustment..." Tracer said calmly. From the tone behind his words, he was uncomfortable with the waiting for others to act, he wanted to go out and make an active difference. He was getting cabin fever having to wait things out, but at least he was attempting to keep himself in check for his new possition while he made the adjustment.
Scorponok: Briefing Room
Gigatron checked his wrist chronometer again. The arrival would be soon. He couldn't wait any longer: he needed to have his troops ready to fight. With bravado, he stepped to his podium while Scorponok stood over his shoulder with arms folded.
"Decepticons... Autobots..." The room quieted.
(In the back, Octane nodded to Airwave's cryptic answer.
"Sure, ok-- oh, slag!" his voice dropped to a whisper while he shuffled into a nearby seat. "Speech is on!")
"I will save the motivational factors in why our mission is so important. That we all know. However, our particular facet of the conquest is simple."
Gigatron fiddled with the podium controls to bring up a rotating aerial hologram of Polyhex.
"It is our mission to soften the defenses around Polyhex and keep the Quintessons from enabling stronger shields until reinforcements from around the planet can arrive to bolster our fighting force and retake the city. You have been chosen because you are among the best siege warriors Cybertron has ever known. Your heroism in this battle will be duly rewarded... or remembered."
Gigatron clicked, and the map zoomed in.
"Intelligence shows that the Quintesson government in Polyhex is centralized where we expected it to be - around the refortified Castle Darkmount. Naturally, an immediate assault on the castle will be foolish, as we will be boxed in. We must cripple the Quintessons' reserve stations before they can be deployed."
Another zoom, and green dots on the map depicted two large warehouse-type structures at opposite edges of the city's outskirts while a red line indicated a corridor along a dark boulevard.
"In order to be effective, we must eliminate both facilities at once. I will take a strike force to this location. My force will include Cryotek, Prowl, Quake, Rosdos, and Airwave. Scorponok will lead the other force - manned by Camshaft, Ragnarok, Guzzle, Charger, and Krok - here. Meanwhile, Scorponok's drones will direct his city to egress through this path toward the castle, drawing the attention of potential reinforcements that may be deployed from within."
Over Gigatron's shoulder, Scorponok scowled. The map moved slightly, and a yellow dot appeared in the northern sector of the city.
"Since this will be a grueling battle, fuel will be an important factor. This facility is a primary Quintesson fueling point. Claiming it will severely damage the Quintessons' fighting capabilities while bolstering our own reserves throughout the battle. Cyclonus will lead Brainstorm, Sixshot, and Octane there. You will eliminate the guards - which will be minimal, as some will be deployed to intercept Scorponok on his route - and capture the facility. You will then split up to simultaneously guard the depot from recapture and escort Octane in running energon to the battle points. Anti-aircraft weaponry is not unfeasible on this route."
Octane gulped.
"With the barracks disabled, we will proceed to mount our assault on the castle. All units will rendezvous at this point. The outer walls are thick, and there are many sniping positions, but Scorponok's assault will have softened this point for us. It may require the assistance of backup firepower to make entry into the castle. In whatever case, it is critical to know that Darkmount is designed as a maze, with the outer wall being not its only defense."
Gigatron paused, bemused that he would have to let Autobots see his castle. He pondered that he may need to find a way to keep them from leaving once it was his again.
"Scorponok will lead the cavalry to the Smelting Pools, which will make easy holding ground to draw in and eliminate the largely unintelligent Quintesson hordes. Simultaneously, Cryotek, Cyclonus, and I will proceed into the depths of the castle. We will locate the throne room and eliminate the standing governor. Without leadership, the remaining forces will make simple fodder.
"If you have any lingering injuries or energy deficiencies, you are ordered to have them seen to now. We will be arriving in Cybertron orbit shortly and launching immediately afterward. I will now accept questions."
With his part done, Scorponok turned and exited to make his way to the bridge.
Gigatron checked his wrist chronometer again. The arrival would be soon. He couldn't wait any longer: he needed to have his troops ready to fight. With bravado, he stepped to his podium while Scorponok stood over his shoulder with arms folded.
"Decepticons... Autobots..." The room quieted.
(In the back, Octane nodded to Airwave's cryptic answer.
"Sure, ok-- oh, slag!" his voice dropped to a whisper while he shuffled into a nearby seat. "Speech is on!")
"I will save the motivational factors in why our mission is so important. That we all know. However, our particular facet of the conquest is simple."
Gigatron fiddled with the podium controls to bring up a rotating aerial hologram of Polyhex.
"It is our mission to soften the defenses around Polyhex and keep the Quintessons from enabling stronger shields until reinforcements from around the planet can arrive to bolster our fighting force and retake the city. You have been chosen because you are among the best siege warriors Cybertron has ever known. Your heroism in this battle will be duly rewarded... or remembered."
Gigatron clicked, and the map zoomed in.
"Intelligence shows that the Quintesson government in Polyhex is centralized where we expected it to be - around the refortified Castle Darkmount. Naturally, an immediate assault on the castle will be foolish, as we will be boxed in. We must cripple the Quintessons' reserve stations before they can be deployed."
Another zoom, and green dots on the map depicted two large warehouse-type structures at opposite edges of the city's outskirts while a red line indicated a corridor along a dark boulevard.
"In order to be effective, we must eliminate both facilities at once. I will take a strike force to this location. My force will include Cryotek, Prowl, Quake, Rosdos, and Airwave. Scorponok will lead the other force - manned by Camshaft, Ragnarok, Guzzle, Charger, and Krok - here. Meanwhile, Scorponok's drones will direct his city to egress through this path toward the castle, drawing the attention of potential reinforcements that may be deployed from within."
Over Gigatron's shoulder, Scorponok scowled. The map moved slightly, and a yellow dot appeared in the northern sector of the city.
"Since this will be a grueling battle, fuel will be an important factor. This facility is a primary Quintesson fueling point. Claiming it will severely damage the Quintessons' fighting capabilities while bolstering our own reserves throughout the battle. Cyclonus will lead Brainstorm, Sixshot, and Octane there. You will eliminate the guards - which will be minimal, as some will be deployed to intercept Scorponok on his route - and capture the facility. You will then split up to simultaneously guard the depot from recapture and escort Octane in running energon to the battle points. Anti-aircraft weaponry is not unfeasible on this route."
Octane gulped.
"With the barracks disabled, we will proceed to mount our assault on the castle. All units will rendezvous at this point. The outer walls are thick, and there are many sniping positions, but Scorponok's assault will have softened this point for us. It may require the assistance of backup firepower to make entry into the castle. In whatever case, it is critical to know that Darkmount is designed as a maze, with the outer wall being not its only defense."
Gigatron paused, bemused that he would have to let Autobots see his castle. He pondered that he may need to find a way to keep them from leaving once it was his again.
"Scorponok will lead the cavalry to the Smelting Pools, which will make easy holding ground to draw in and eliminate the largely unintelligent Quintesson hordes. Simultaneously, Cryotek, Cyclonus, and I will proceed into the depths of the castle. We will locate the throne room and eliminate the standing governor. Without leadership, the remaining forces will make simple fodder.
"If you have any lingering injuries or energy deficiencies, you are ordered to have them seen to now. We will be arriving in Cybertron orbit shortly and launching immediately afterward. I will now accept questions."
With his part done, Scorponok turned and exited to make his way to the bridge.
Bridge, Warworld
Astrotrain nodded sagely. "Not everyone adjusts well to the burdens of command," he conceded. "What it asks of you is different than what is asked of a field agent or soldier, but sometimes it can be much more difficult. Waiting...waiting can be the hardest part of the job," he told Tracer. "Unfortunately, you never really get used to it. Or at least I haven't."
The Triplechanger paused for a moment, steepling his fingers and leaning back in his chair. "Thankfully, the time for waiting is almost over. We should be dropping out of hyperspace within the hour, and when we get to Cybertron there's going to be action enough for all of us." Astrotrain smiled slightly. "Hopefully all the time we've spent behind desks hasn't made us forget how to fire a ship's main guns."
Astrotrain nodded sagely. "Not everyone adjusts well to the burdens of command," he conceded. "What it asks of you is different than what is asked of a field agent or soldier, but sometimes it can be much more difficult. Waiting...waiting can be the hardest part of the job," he told Tracer. "Unfortunately, you never really get used to it. Or at least I haven't."
The Triplechanger paused for a moment, steepling his fingers and leaning back in his chair. "Thankfully, the time for waiting is almost over. We should be dropping out of hyperspace within the hour, and when we get to Cybertron there's going to be action enough for all of us." Astrotrain smiled slightly. "Hopefully all the time we've spent behind desks hasn't made us forget how to fire a ship's main guns."
Charger turning to guzzle whispered: “it seems we will have a chance to prove who can teach who a few pointers...”. Actually his hot temper wasn’t really directed at the autobots for once. He was rather eager to start blasting the quintessons wich at this point he hated more then the autobots since they were depriving him of the comfort of home.
Meanwhile Krok continued to watch the screen wondering what to expect at the facility. He felt rather confident following a great leader like scorponok . And he was sure he could count on charger to watch his back, or at least cleave a path before him. But he was also sure the quintessons were expecting a counterstrike and would have something up their sleeve or in this case tentacle.
Meanwhile Krok continued to watch the screen wondering what to expect at the facility. He felt rather confident following a great leader like scorponok . And he was sure he could count on charger to watch his back, or at least cleave a path before him. But he was also sure the quintessons were expecting a counterstrike and would have something up their sleeve or in this case tentacle.
Scorponok
Guzzle shook his head: his attack force consisted of one other autobot, Camshaft: he'd better see if he could get Charger focused on the Quintessons.
"There will be plenty of oppurtunity, I'm sure. Whats your specialty?"
"There will be plenty of oppurtunity, I'm sure. Whats your specialty?"
scorponok
charger looked puzzled at the autobot. "well... mainly melting things. my partner firebeast has a rather hot sting. I'm really getting sick of being cramped up this place but even getting sicker of knowing that the quints are rampaging on our home planet. at this point i'm hating them even more then your lot." still looking at the autobot he replied "maybe we can frag some of them together?"
firebeast scampered around guzzle and looked up as to await an answer.
charger looked puzzled at the autobot. "well... mainly melting things. my partner firebeast has a rather hot sting. I'm really getting sick of being cramped up this place but even getting sicker of knowing that the quints are rampaging on our home planet. at this point i'm hating them even more then your lot." still looking at the autobot he replied "maybe we can frag some of them together?"
firebeast scampered around guzzle and looked up as to await an answer.
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Scorponock
As Gigatron explained the plan, Camshaft's anxiety growed exponientally.
" Huh, Guzzle and myself, all alone and surrounded by ' cons. I need to check again my counter-espionage sensory system... I'll need it! "
The Omnibot turned, staring at Guzzle with a pesimistic expression glowing in his optics.
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Sky Lynx's bay
The drones, aided by Red Alert and Flattop, finished the installation of the CR chambers aboard Sky Garry.
Meanwhile, Ultra Magnus checked his wrist chrono and left his seat, moving towards the cockpit again. Infront of the cockpit door, he turned to face his troops - the Crystal City battleforce- and he prepared himself for the burden of the command task once again.
" Soldiers " he started, " in an hour we'll be out of hyperspace and the invasion will start. "
" Red Alert, Overdrive and myself have developed a plan for our part in the invasion: Crystal City retake. We'll split into four separate task forces: the Aerial Support, under Overdrive's command and formed by Sky Garry, Sky Lynx, Highbrow, Tracks, Crossblades and Flattop. "
" Arcee and Hound will form the Distraction team, and their mission will be to confuse the Quintessons with a fake aproach from the opposite direction. Karrion and Red Alert will form the Heavy Support team: using their long-range missiles they will start a bombardement on the Quints to soften their positions. "
" And for the rest of us, we'll form the main Assault team: we'll be the lance of our force with the mission of storming into the city. One inside, we'll split into different groups and take the enemy's HQ and vital positions, while finishing the occupation garrison. "
" It's possible we need to change some of our roles during the battle, so be ready for anything. "
" Crossblades " said Magnus, " you have a special mission before the attack starts. Be ready for that, Red will help you if you need it. "
" Well, any questions? " he asked at his troops.
(ooc: Elcor, Optimusskids; if I've forgotten anything about the troops disposition, tell me and I'll edit the post, ok?
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As Gigatron explained the plan, Camshaft's anxiety growed exponientally.
" Huh, Guzzle and myself, all alone and surrounded by ' cons. I need to check again my counter-espionage sensory system... I'll need it! "
The Omnibot turned, staring at Guzzle with a pesimistic expression glowing in his optics.
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Sky Lynx's bay
The drones, aided by Red Alert and Flattop, finished the installation of the CR chambers aboard Sky Garry.
Meanwhile, Ultra Magnus checked his wrist chrono and left his seat, moving towards the cockpit again. Infront of the cockpit door, he turned to face his troops - the Crystal City battleforce- and he prepared himself for the burden of the command task once again.
" Soldiers " he started, " in an hour we'll be out of hyperspace and the invasion will start. "
" Red Alert, Overdrive and myself have developed a plan for our part in the invasion: Crystal City retake. We'll split into four separate task forces: the Aerial Support, under Overdrive's command and formed by Sky Garry, Sky Lynx, Highbrow, Tracks, Crossblades and Flattop. "
" Arcee and Hound will form the Distraction team, and their mission will be to confuse the Quintessons with a fake aproach from the opposite direction. Karrion and Red Alert will form the Heavy Support team: using their long-range missiles they will start a bombardement on the Quints to soften their positions. "
" And for the rest of us, we'll form the main Assault team: we'll be the lance of our force with the mission of storming into the city. One inside, we'll split into different groups and take the enemy's HQ and vital positions, while finishing the occupation garrison. "
" It's possible we need to change some of our roles during the battle, so be ready for anything. "
" Crossblades " said Magnus, " you have a special mission before the attack starts. Be ready for that, Red will help you if you need it. "
" Well, any questions? " he asked at his troops.
(ooc: Elcor, Optimusskids; if I've forgotten anything about the troops disposition, tell me and I'll edit the post, ok?
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Metroplex
" Don't even think about it" Motormaster hissed at Dragstrip.
" But it's a challenge" Dragstrip said, not paying much attention to his fellow Stunticons. He was focused more on the prospect of the race.
" What it is, is pointless" Deadend said.
" And the prize ain't that great " Wildrider added, hoping to get his two cents in.
Breakdown said nothing. With so many Decepticons and Autobots around, he didn't want to do anything that would attract their attention.
" Don't even think about it" Motormaster hissed at Dragstrip.
" But it's a challenge" Dragstrip said, not paying much attention to his fellow Stunticons. He was focused more on the prospect of the race.
" What it is, is pointless" Deadend said.
" And the prize ain't that great " Wildrider added, hoping to get his two cents in.
Breakdown said nothing. With so many Decepticons and Autobots around, he didn't want to do anything that would attract their attention.
" It doesn't matter if you win or lose,
it's how much damage you cause to
the other party."
it's how much damage you cause to
the other party."
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Bridge, Warworld
"It's still an hour of waiting," Tracer replied to Astrotrain, but his mood seemed to be improving now that he didn't hve to endure things alone. He leaned on the nearby consol, resting the side of his head on a propped up fist.
"Once we finally get rid of the Quints and things to back to normal, I think I'll ask for some leave to go track down a couple of Autobots I've been meaning to kill..." Tracer seemed to muse, as though considering the methods he'd be using to do it.
"Once we finally get rid of the Quints and things to back to normal, I think I'll ask for some leave to go track down a couple of Autobots I've been meaning to kill..." Tracer seemed to muse, as though considering the methods he'd be using to do it.
Bridge, Warworld
Astrotrain half-smiled at Tracer's future plans.
"Just promise you won't be too obvious about it," the Triplechanger said. "We might want to keep up a cease-fire until we can get back on war footing after the Quintessons are defeated. Of course, nothing says we can't kill off our enemies in secret while we're rebuilding..."
Unfortunately, Astrotrain didn't think he'd have much time for personal agendas after they'd regained control of their homeworld; he'd be too busy dealing with paperwork. Although if he did...
"If I get a chance," he said wistfully, "I'm taking Octane with me, finding Blitzwing, and beating the tar out of him. Triplechanging brother or not, someone needs to straighten him out once and for all."
Astrotrain half-smiled at Tracer's future plans.
"Just promise you won't be too obvious about it," the Triplechanger said. "We might want to keep up a cease-fire until we can get back on war footing after the Quintessons are defeated. Of course, nothing says we can't kill off our enemies in secret while we're rebuilding..."
Unfortunately, Astrotrain didn't think he'd have much time for personal agendas after they'd regained control of their homeworld; he'd be too busy dealing with paperwork. Although if he did...
"If I get a chance," he said wistfully, "I'm taking Octane with me, finding Blitzwing, and beating the tar out of him. Triplechanging brother or not, someone needs to straighten him out once and for all."
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Trypticon briefing room:
Ironhide: "Ah got a question. Whahle we got flyers up in th' air keepin' an' 'bout half'a us're takin' over a Quint trooper makin' facility, whut're we gonna be doin'?"
Prime: -tapping a few keys on Trypticon's briefing room table- "The Quintessions have been using Iacon as their main command area. Our task..... is to remove them."
Ironhide: "Ah got a question. Whahle we got flyers up in th' air keepin' an' 'bout half'a us're takin' over a Quint trooper makin' facility, whut're we gonna be doin'?"
Prime: -tapping a few keys on Trypticon's briefing room table- "The Quintessions have been using Iacon as their main command area. Our task..... is to remove them."
Omega Supreme Bay
Cosmos considered what he had gotten himself into;
"Okay Hot Rod, if you think it's best." he said simply.
Sizzle came over and clapped a hand on the green Minibots back: "Hotrod, should this be a solo mission? Cosmos is good at his job, but if he gets shot at he's kind of slagged. Do we have any other fliers in the team?"
Steelhaven:
Fizzle had boarded the craft and met with Backstreet in the Bridge.
"I agree: the Guardians would be useful in the upcoming battle: though part of me hopes we won't need them. I have a feeling this truce will last as long as any other, and the Humans will soon be in danger again."
Trypticon
Slicer cautiously raised his hand:
"Prime, what will Shockwaves teams primary target be?"
Cosmos considered what he had gotten himself into;
"Okay Hot Rod, if you think it's best." he said simply.
Sizzle came over and clapped a hand on the green Minibots back: "Hotrod, should this be a solo mission? Cosmos is good at his job, but if he gets shot at he's kind of slagged. Do we have any other fliers in the team?"
Steelhaven:
Fizzle had boarded the craft and met with Backstreet in the Bridge.
"I agree: the Guardians would be useful in the upcoming battle: though part of me hopes we won't need them. I have a feeling this truce will last as long as any other, and the Humans will soon be in danger again."
Trypticon
Slicer cautiously raised his hand:
"Prime, what will Shockwaves teams primary target be?"
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Omega Supreme bay
Dogfight stepped towards Override, who was leaning on a wall, with his arms crossed infront of his chest and admiring his finish.
" Hey Dogfight! " Override exclamed. " You're blue again. "
The flying triggerbot had his fuselage painted blue again. He stoped infront of Override and extended his arms.
" Yep. Since the Antartica mission, I was wearing that snow-camo paintjob. It looked good, but I growed tired of it" explained Dogfgiht, smiling behind his faceplate. " So I made a visit on the repair bay and...YOu see, I'm blue again! "
Laughing, Dogfight overheard Sizzle's last line. He hurried towards the sparkabot, who was standing near Cosmos and Hot Rod, the mission leader. Override, just for curiosity, followed his teamamte.
" Hey you! I'm a flyer! " said Dogfigth to Sizzle, moving towards him.
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Steelhaven
" Yes... " said Backstreet with a sad grimace on his face. " War will return to Earth. "
Shaking his head, the triggerbot looked at Fizzle. " Hey boss, I've something you will like it: the drones had repaired the battleship weapons. Look! " he exclamed, pointing towards a nearby screen.
" You're happy, aren't you? "
Dogfight stepped towards Override, who was leaning on a wall, with his arms crossed infront of his chest and admiring his finish.
" Hey Dogfight! " Override exclamed. " You're blue again. "
The flying triggerbot had his fuselage painted blue again. He stoped infront of Override and extended his arms.
" Yep. Since the Antartica mission, I was wearing that snow-camo paintjob. It looked good, but I growed tired of it" explained Dogfgiht, smiling behind his faceplate. " So I made a visit on the repair bay and...YOu see, I'm blue again! "
Laughing, Dogfight overheard Sizzle's last line. He hurried towards the sparkabot, who was standing near Cosmos and Hot Rod, the mission leader. Override, just for curiosity, followed his teamamte.
" Hey you! I'm a flyer! " said Dogfigth to Sizzle, moving towards him.
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Steelhaven
" Yes... " said Backstreet with a sad grimace on his face. " War will return to Earth. "
Shaking his head, the triggerbot looked at Fizzle. " Hey boss, I've something you will like it: the drones had repaired the battleship weapons. Look! " he exclamed, pointing towards a nearby screen.
" You're happy, aren't you? "
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Trypticon briefing room:
Prime: "The main goal of Shockwave's team is securing that manufactory, Slicer. Reprogram the Sharkticons, or failing that, crank the unit up to full power and make sure that all of the new Sharkticons coming out go after anything that's not Autobot or Decepticon. It should cause confusion in their ranks either way."
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Omega Supreme bay:
Hot Rod: "He's got a point, Cosmos. You could use some backup out there. Omega's pretty fast, but he's going to have to blast his way through stuff that you can dodge. If Dogfight can keep up with you, want him to tag along?"
Prime: "The main goal of Shockwave's team is securing that manufactory, Slicer. Reprogram the Sharkticons, or failing that, crank the unit up to full power and make sure that all of the new Sharkticons coming out go after anything that's not Autobot or Decepticon. It should cause confusion in their ranks either way."
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Omega Supreme bay:
Hot Rod: "He's got a point, Cosmos. You could use some backup out there. Omega's pretty fast, but he's going to have to blast his way through stuff that you can dodge. If Dogfight can keep up with you, want him to tag along?"
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Omega Supreme Bay
Dai Atlas stepped forward:
"I can follow them out and keep any heavies from locking onto them. If the Anti-aircraft fire becomes too much, I can block for them and take most of the heat."
"I can follow them out and keep any heavies from locking onto them. If the Anti-aircraft fire becomes too much, I can block for them and take most of the heat."
