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Good luck on the midterms! AAAnd I'm hopin' Pun will take care of my girls till I can play again...[/B] ....oh my! Think I'll leave that one alone. http://tfarchive2.com/ubb/wink.gif (ignore this, REALLY BAD JOKE!) Don't worry, I'll run your characters until your return. Have fun! [ /sarcasm ]

Wheeljack swiveled in his seat when the message relayed, switching on the viewing monitors. "Quickswitch," Wheeljack recognized. "Wondered where he'd gotten off to." "We'll take him on board before putting down," Noktaraus stated. "Watch the monitor for Decepticons...

A random Autobot ran up to Skylark's position. "You're still here?" Before the Autobot could give him an answer, the stranger cut him off, "I mean, Noktaraus and his group left already, except for that one guy that was pretty messed up. Went straight for Earth--something up at Autobot...

Noktaraus, his arms cross and backplate leaning against an inner bulkhead of the Autbot shuttle, watched Hound shake his head. "How did Prime get a hold of a Decepticon shuttle on such short notice?" "We'd been ambushed on our way to Cybertron," Noktaraus said. "In reality, ...

The Autobot shuttle's hatch opened as the five airships moved to its side. One by one they transformed and boarded the ship. Darkwing and Dreadwind had taken to a different direction once they realized they'd lost the shuttle. Of course, finding it for the Autobots was easy enough. Wheeljack had mad...

"That's it, they've split up," Noktaraus called to the group. "You know the drill." Quickwind and Talis broke high while Shatterbolt and Ignition took to a dive. Noktaraus held straight for a moment before transforming and flipping around. He watched as Shatterbolt and Ignition t...

Suddenly, Dreadwing took a hard blast to its back, causing the ship to jolt into a chaotic rolling-rocking pattern. A Moment later, a rain of blasterfire pummeled at the ship at all points above. Dreadwing pulled hard to starboard and fired its jets to full in order to avoid the rest of the assault....

Suddenly, as one of the downed defense satellites began to burn up in Earth's atmosphere, a strange green particle-glow took shape where the satellite had once been in orbit. The green filled out into the shape of a new satellite, then solidified. The part of the defense field in that region reforme...

The Autobot shuttle lurched from side to side, avoiding some hits from Dreadwing. Sideswipe aided in keeping the duo-jet busy, but the Decepticon-pair made it clear they were only interested in one target. Thinking quickly, Springer brought the shuttle about, oddly corkscrewing his way through a one...

One of the newer Autobot arrivals on the Decepticon shuttle stepped forward. "Well," he spoke, "I've been doing well as Freon so far. Might as well keep up the charade." A few moments later, full authorization--straight from Galvatron --was received via Trypticon. Not without hea...

"Okay," Wheeljack got up with the rocketpack in hand. "I've got it patched up somewhat. Listen, you won't have the same flight time, since I haven't really completed patching up the energy cycling unit. That means you'll lose efficiency on the rocket systems..." "Stop speaki...

The hull rang out as blaster fire raked the Autobot shuttle. "Our two guests have arrived," was Hounds retort. "It's plenty of us against the two of them," Sideswipe stood up. "Let's knock these pests out of the way!" The Autobot shuttle rose up from it's parked positio...

No prob about the PM prob.

I can take the group on the weekends if you'd like. Is it Springer, Ignition and Shatterbolt? (I keep forgetting the last one exactly) If there are any others I can take at least these three.

"Er..." Hound started. "Hey fellas. We've got incoming. Wheeljack put the partially repaired rocketpack to the side and stood up. Springer made his way over to where Hound was sitting. "What is it?" Wheeljack asked. "Decepticons, inbound," Hound answered. "Two...

" Unidentified Decepticon shuttle! This is Trypticon! Declare your purpose here! There are no scheluded shipments to arrive today! " Trypticon's comm system crackled a moment, when a response came through. " This is Freon, captain of the Decepticon ship, Vindictive. We were assigned b...

"We can't risk it, really," Wheeljack pointed out. "Right now, we're the main group left on Earth. Everyone else is scattered about. We have to somehow get in touch with them first." "But we can't be out in the open the whole time," Hound interjected. "What's the p...

Wheeljack had been at work on repairing some of the damage to his torn arm. The portions below the elbow were a mass of metal and wiring. He worked around the elbow joint, removing ruined portions of armor and connecting wires. Eventually he'd be able to replace the lower part of the limb, but right...

Dunno what good it'll do, contacting Prime now," Wheeljack answered. "There's a field surrounding the area. Can't tell just yet if it's world-wide or just over our location. But it looks like something the Decpticons would do. And they wouldn't put up a field you could blast through too ea...

"You heard him, lift-off!" Just as the last of the Autobots got onboard the shuttle--passing by Pointblank making his way towards the Cons--the shuttle repulsors whined. The ship lifted slowly off the floor and rounded for the hangar opening. Then, with a loud thoom of the engines, the shu...

Wheeljack took control of the gun turrets from Sideswipe. "Get out of my shuttle bay!" he growled. Sideswipe could never remember Wheeljack being that angry before as the shuttle shook from its own blaster fire. The jets scramble around in the small junked-up shuttle bay. "Get on boar...