<Decepticon> Scrapper says, "Decepticons, report to the New Crystal City

Coastline, and make it snappy! No daddling, either! And Mixmaster... bring a

flamethrower."

NCC Coastline

     It is a tribute to the construction of the city that they were successfully

able to integrate a Cybertronian landscape into something as un-Cybertronian as

a coastline. Regardless, as the city is in battle mode, one is not likely to be

admiring the construction effort. Huge laser emplacements point out to sea,

capable of sinking a battleship. Tiny point-defense laser turrets are placed

along the sky-roads that lead deeper into the city, and missile turrets line the

various spires of the city to protect against an aerial assault. As this is the

gateway to the rest of New Crystal City, clearly it was designed to be a strong

fortification. The weaponry is mostly for long-range engagements to annihilate

foes before they even reach the island, but there are short ranged guns as well.

Overall, this is a death trap to invaders. A huge strike force would be required

to secure it.

Contents:

Imperial Vessel <Despoiler>

Obvious exits:

North <N> leads to NCC Central Hub.

East <E> leads to NCC Residential Plaza.

West <W> leads to NCC Spaceport.

Fly <Up>  Ocean <O>

Onslaught arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Onslaught has arrived.

Chimera arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Chimera has arrived.

<Autobot> Rodimus Prime says, "Autobots, our staff meeting begins in 20 minutes,

begin making your way to the meeting room. <and no, nobody missed a memo. This

is 'code' for, get your butts to Alameda :)"

Rhino <Headstrong> arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Rhino <Headstrong> has arrived.

Runamuck arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Runamuck has arrived.

Scrapper is currently standing on the docks. The Despoiler, as heavily battered

and smashed as it is, is leaning pathetically against the pier. But that's

alright as it's clear the Constructicon is doing something else right now.

Several long pipes lead into the ocean, and they're currently spewing out oil.

Not the sort you can turn into energon, but normal machine oil. He's following

Lord Galvatron's commands. Scrapper can't help but smile as he observes all the

black gunk coat the previously beautifully water.

Rhino <Headstrong> hobbles on in, he looks at all the goings on seeing that

galvatrons orders are being carried out. He yells up to Scrapper. "It looks like

you have everything under control Laddy, what did you bother calling me for

then?"

Chimera likes the idea of fire around the island. It's such a warm concept. She

stands somewhere, being a useless decoration for the beach for now, until she is

either given orders, or can figure out something /useful/ to do. Yeah. That's

it.

Runamuck stands off to the side, he's here just to watch this place get trashed,

not really help out in doing it. Knowing him he'd light the oil slick already.

Onslaught is also standing near the dock, looking at all the works done by the

Constructicons. Of course, it will not be enough to stop Metroplex, nothing

beside Trypticon could stop him but at least it may slow him down. Onslaught

idly wonders why Trypticon isn't already on the beach, attacking Metroplex while

he's still in the ocean would give the Decepticons an edge over him.

Scrapper looks over at Headstrong. "Ah, yes. Still talking like a r-... like a

complete and utter dork, are we? Well don't you worry. I'll make sure Mixmaster

has a look inside your head to see if he can't fix whatever dumbass thing he did

to you. Anyway, you people are here because by our calculations, Metroplex will

be able to reach New Crystal City soon. And I'm not going to let *my* city be

hurt because you idiots weren't ready!" Looking about, he spots the

Battlecharger, "Runabout, when the time comes, YOU are to light it up. WHEN THE

TIME COMES." He stresses this.

Hummer-like Jeep <Swindle> arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Hummer-like Jeep <Swindle> has arrived.

Scourge has arrived.

Chimera would never use the term 'Retard'. Of course not. And whyever is

Scrapper telling silly old Mucker to light the fire, when she could just flick

her flamethrower, and do the dirty work... She continues to be a pretty little

beach bunny... er... pouty Decepticon on the beach.

Onslaught transforms into his battlestation mode and activates all his sensors,

scanning the ocean and the sky above New Crystal City, trying to detect anything

unusual.

From his previous mode, Onslaught transforms into his battlestation mode.

Hummer-like Jeep <Swindle> drives into the area bristling with brand new weapons

and a paintjob. Curtesy of the money Blitzwing keeps under his recherche bed.

"Hey peeps what's shaking ? I just returned from Monacus and boy is my bank

account tired."

To be honest, /everyone/ will probably get to light the fire once Metroplex

rises from the ocean and becomes coated with oil, but Scrapper doesn't bother

saying that yet. As Swindle arrives, the Constructicon says, "Well your gun is

going to be tired by the time this is over, Swindle. But don't worry... should

be plenty of spare Autobots parts for us to share." Addressing everyone, he

says, "Remember, the Autobots are either here to invade and /hold/ New Crystal

City, or to destroy the Solar Needle. If they succeed, we can only pray to

Primus that it's the solar needle reason."

Rhino <Headstrong> keeps his focus on Scrapper for a time. "I appricate it but I

rather not have that blastfemer touching me circuts again! <Headstrong

transforms so he can shake his fist as he speaks.>" He then moves off to his own

little corner to check his weapons and ammo supply.

Hummer-like Jeep <Swindle> would have that nervous look on his face if he wasn't

in jeep mode. "errrr...Autobots ? Metroplex os coming here ? Oh slag did I pick

a bad time to come back. I mean...Whoa! Hey! Let's get them boys. I will cover

our rear and make sure no one infiltrates Trypticon during the fight." The jeep

switches into reverse and begins to turn around.

Headstrong rears back and transforms into his robotic form.

Chimera listens. Nods. Reloads weapons. Makes sure her lasers are fully charged.

Hey. It's always a good idea to make sure your weapons are charged when going

into battle...

Headstrong finnishes loading his gun, and checking his sword to make sure it's

charged. He Sheaths the sword and keeps the rifle in hand, watching out over the

ocean waiting for the attack that everyone knows is about to arrive.

Scrapper snickers at Swindle and continues to watch as the oil spills into the

water. He advances towards the Combaticon and says, "*I* think that Onslaught's

going to need some cover-fire. He's awfully vulnerable in his base-mode,

afterall. Maybe you should go talk to him about your 'stay in the rear' battle

strategy."

Onslaught's attention is turned towards the ocean but he doesn't forget his

fellow combaticon, "Swindle! You're staying here you coward and you're going to

fight like a soldier!"

Blackmail arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Blackmail has arrived.

Scourge flies down from above, landing on the ground. He looks around at those

gathered. "This had best be ready, all of you. Or I will personally see to each

bungling myself

Hummer-like Jeep <Swindle> looks for a way to go around Scrapper but curses the

crafty Constructicon for not leaving enough space for the courageous Combaticon

to go do his duty at the rear. The logic circuits winces when Onslaught barks

out his orders "Hey! I am not a coward. I am a visionaire! But if you -need- me

to -protect- you during this fight then -ok I will do my duty-." Funny the tones

in the vocalizer you could have sworn he practices those lines infront of a

mirror. The jeep transforms into the bastardiest of all combaticons.

     The sand colored military jeep unfolds into Swindle's robot mode.

Blackmail looks out to see as she steps from the city, she nods silently to

Scourge, drawing her Energon sword and giving it a few test swipes and twirls.

"Yes Sir." she states professionally, tossing the blade into the air, she

catches it behind her and grins.

Chimera is one of the b*tchiest Con femmes around. And she's impatient too. But

she does nod towards Scourge. She doesn't intend on failing. But we all know

that intentions don't mean much if you don't have much to back it up with.

Headstrong takes notice if the newcomers and how things are fanning out. He

moves up to the highground taking a position on an ice-covered cliff. Headstrong

points his rifle out to see and watches patiently for any dark shapes in the

water.

Scrapper nods to Scourge, "Don't worry, Commander. I'm not going to let the

Autobots get their grubby hands on my masterpiece." The Constructicon says this

with very rare courage. "I'll sooner go to the Pit than let my crowning

achievement fall into enemy hands." Scrapper looks around nervously, and then

over to the pipes that are still pouring oil into the water. Turning a massive

valve, the engineer turns off the flow. "The trap ss ready for Metroplex,

Commander. This is going to really scorch the cliff, but hopefully it'll scorch

them even more."

Swindle checks his arm cannon to confirm the right buckshot ammo is loaded in

then pulls out his gyro-pistol and twirls it around trying to look badass.

"Allright let them come an we will blast them to slag. Who knows ? Maybe we

could recycle them to make a bridge out of this hole."

Scourge nods his head, "Excellent. Most excellent. And the torpedo launchers?"

he smirks, retracted claws tapping instinctively on his leg, "I trust they were

installed without notice? I would certainly enjoy to give the fleet a "nice"

surprise."

Blackmail smirks "I hope that Autobot I met on my last mission comes, we have

some serious unfinished bussiness to take care of." she runs a finger down her

blade and picks up a boulder, swiping at it and blasting it to dust, half for

show, half making sure her weapon is up to speed.

Kup tries to grab Scourge by the underpants but he slips away.

Scrapper nods to Scourge and says, "They're ready to fire on your command.

Mixmaster, Hook and I whipped this up pretty quickly, but it should, at the very

least, slow down the EDC fleet a bit. Mixmaster's got it so they'll release a

gel that will thicken the water." Wow, this is a lot of ecological damage the

Cons are doing. Poisoning the water, burning the water, throwing oil into the

water...

Chimera continues to do her little impatience dance. Isn't it fun? She could

care less about the water.

Scourge smirks and doesn't care about such foolish things. Ecological damage to

this pathetic planet is of no concern to him. "Excellent. We will fire when they

begin their approach. I want the lockons prepared now, but do not get a firing

solution until I give the command. The word will be "Now, Scrapper.",

understood? That way they can't recognize that we are prepared."

Rumble arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Rumble has arrived.

Blackmail laughs and paces up and down, she glances to Chimera "Don't get scared

now kid." she states as she passes behind her.

Scrapper nods to Scourge and snaps off a salute. "Aye, Commander." Scrapper is

really pumped up for this. "The city is ready to transform on your command,

Scourge. It'll take about five minutes for the process to be complete, but at

least this way we're not wasting energon that we don't have keeping New Crystal

City in perpetual city mode." He glances over at Chimera and Blackmail,

wondering how Chimera will reply to that.

Chimera would take care of Blackmail's condescending assumption that Chimera

isn't ready with a... oh why the heck not. She spins, and makes a quick grab for

Blackmail. "Don't assume that I'm scared of anything. Oldster."

Chimera misses Blackmail with her grasp attack.

Scourge turns his head to Scrapper, "Order Crystal City to transform into battle

mode now. I'm sure our enemies are already approaching. Also, order Trpyticon to

transform into dino mode. Simply seeing him on the horizon will strike fear in

the heart of our enemies."

Scrapper nods to Scourge and says, "Aye aye, Scourge." Scrapper whips out a

handy dandy comlink a la Captain Kirk and begins talking into it.

<Decepticon> Scrapper says, "Long Haul, Bonecrusher. Begin bringing Trypticon

out of unconciousness. Get him transformed and ready."

Blackmail grins and side steps with ease, she thrusts out an arm and makes a

grab for her in return "If I was you, I'd not try that again kiddo." she hisses

in a cool yet dangerous tone.

<Decepticon> Scrapper says, "Scavenger, commence with the New Crystal City

transformation sequence."

Scrapper looks up at Scourge, "It'll take about ten minutes for the systems to

start up."

Blackmail misses Chimera with her grasp attack.

Scourge nods his head, "that is understandable. As long as they are ready before

our enemies arrive." He stares at the horizon, "I trust all of our plans are in

readiness?" Unlike Galvatron, he only sometimes takes credit for plans. Rather

than always. He accents the word OUR. They need morale right now.

Headstrong keeps one eye on the water and the other on the femms below, he just

smirks to himself without moving. he murmers under his breath "wee little figity

things arn't they." but does his best not to give his position away even with

all the sea-spray that is being kicked up by the movement out in the deeper

ocean.

Swindle looks into Blackmail and Chimera's direction. As much as the idea of the

two femmes getting it on makes him smile there are more pressing issues.

"Ladies...a bit of discipline please. I am sure of Onslaught was in robot mode

he's smack you both upside the head. Right Onsy ?"

Battlesation <Onslaught> focus his sensors on the EDC flagship, the Atlantis,

thanks to the Quintessons's upgrade, he can pretty easily see any movement

around the ship. Onslaughts, observes the fleet for a moment then emit,

"Commander, I think they're about to attack. A command exo-suit landed on the

Atlantis and there'S chopper ready to take ff..." He shuts up as Metroplex

emerges from the ocean, "Oooooh"

Rumble walks in (where has Rumble been for so long, hmmm, maybe his latest

purchase from Swindle kept him occupied). Looking round he spots all the Cons

bustling around, "So, wheres the party?"

<Decepticon> Trypticon says, "I...live."

*click* The thrust of that arm is easily spotted, and avoided. Chimera gives

Blackmail a crooked little grin, pointing a ready gauss pistol directly at

Blackmail's centre of mass. "Be careful Oldster. You're getting slow." After a

beat she dismisses the pistol, turning towards the action again.

Scrapper freezes at Onslaught's words. And it ain't the wacky weather this time

around. He had been mentally preparing for this moment ever since the EDC

re-established their blockade around his baby. But now that it's happening. Now

that it's happening -now-... Scrapper gulps visibly and draws out his last

pistol. He looks it over. It's so small and pathetic that Scrapper could almost

cry. But no. Defend his child first. Cry like a scared little girl second. He

nods dumbfounded at Scourge's question.

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "We read you, Trypticon.  guess who's appeared on the

shoreline?  You'll have your fun soon enough, after we "prepare".  Everyone.  Be

ready.  We are NOT losing this city, or you are all losing your heads."

Hook arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Hook has arrived.

Rumble looks at Scourge, shakes his head at the unique motivational crap and

turns back, looking out to sea to see if he can see anything. Perhaps seashells.

Blackmail frowns and glares at Chimera, "Old is something you'll never be if you

don't concentrate." says her eh? The older female looks out towards the ocean

and looks where Onslaught was looking and stands ready. "Primus protect me..."

she mumbles to herself in a short prayer.

Reflector arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Reflector has arrived.

Mixmaster arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Mixmaster has arrived.

Headstrong holds his position, the good hunter always waits for the shot that

can't miss. Seeing the form of Mextroplex rise up in the distance he takes aim

but waits for the trap to be sprung before taking his shot.

Hook saunters onto the scene, an expression of vague boredom on his faceplate as

he scans the sea for any sign of approaching enemies. The best constructicon

EVAR appears to be humming a scrap of terran music. For those that are listening

closely, it's "I am the very model of a modern major general"

Battlesation <Onslaught> vanishes out of reality.

Battlesation <Onslaught> has left.

Scourge smirks and looks at Scrapper, "Scrapper, launch the torpedos now. I will

radio Trypticon. Also, gather the constructicons. I think Devastator will make

an appearance. They approach, I can feel it."

Scrapper is standing by along with the others. The water is jet black thanks to

Galvatron's diabolical plan of setting the water aflame with a massive oil

slick. Overall, the surroundings look disgusting. The Despoiler is a battered

wreck, the water is a horrified polluted look. With the energon processors in

New Crystal City working overtime, the air is a dark grey smog. What a beautiful

day for an invasion. As Hook arrives, Scrapper's optical visor narrows. "Hook!

Stop wasting time you malfunctioning bit-brain! We have work to do!"

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "Trypticon, are you ready?"

Reflector is looking over the torpedo tubes, ensuring that, indeed, they were

placed correctly, and then goes to check the gel-spraying missiles on the shore,

seeing that they are, too, in position. Each component gives a Constructicon a

thumbs up, nodding in approval.

Mixmaster hurries into the scene. "Wait wait wait! I want to witness my creation

personally...."

<Decepticon> Trypticon says, "Trypticon:  Born Ready.  Bring him to me.  I will

slash him to piecesssss"

Scrapper nods to Scourge and taps in a few keys on his control panel, "Launching

gel torpedos... now!" With three loud THOOMS, the torpedos lurch out of the jet

black water towards the EDC Fleet.

"Cease your prattling, Scrapper, at least for a few astro seconds." Hook

responds. "I am quite prepared to proceed...unlike /some/ laggards" He smirks at

the hurrying Mixmaster

Scrapper sneers at Hook and advances towards him, "Why you stuck up... half

witted... scruffy looking... NERF herder!" The Constructicon Engineer tries to

stare down Hook. Unfortunately he looks like a big wimp.

Swindle looks at the Constructicons... .oO(No wonder Megatron was so happy to

have us.)Oo. The combaticon looks for closest thing that could more or less hide

his silhouette. Looking around he gives Scourge the thumbs up.

"Scrapper.. did Hook's next oil and grease service get transferred onto my job

schedule as requested?" Mixmaster says firmly, eyeing up the snooty Hook with

his optics.

Hook blinks. "Nerf Herder? /Nerf Herder/ Scrapper? Have your circuits become so

addled that you're resorting to making up words now?"

Chimera moves closer to the shoreline, trying to watch the action out there. Too

bad she doesn't have the scouting ability. Blackmail is forgotten.

Scourge raises an optic ridge, his enhanced senses going off, "Silence, all of

you. We are not alone. I can hear them..." he pauses, looking around.

The trio making up Reflector look between each other as the three Consturticons

begin to bicker, hmming, "Well, which one do you like?" asks Spectro of

Spyglass, "The one that's not so smart." answers Viewinder. Spectro looks back

to the trio, scratching his chin, "Which one's that?"

Scrapper looks over at Mixmaster and grins behind his faceplate, "Why,

Mixmaster, I do believe it's /your/ turn to refit Hook's oil and grease

systems." Back to Hook, he gets ready to shove Hook, "You big retar-

EEEEEEEEEEAHHHH!" Scrapper spasms as his head crackles with energy. He then

falls down.

Rumble looks at Scrapper, "You mean retard right?"

Scrapper is already on the ground crying in the fetal position, and thankfully

cannot hear Rumble's words. Joke's on you!

Scourge looks over his shouldre at them all, "The next one of you to say that

word, dies. Understand? We NEED Scrapper. In fact, after tonight, that is

removed. Rumble, Hook...if you mention it again. You die." he kicks scrapper

once, "Get up, they won't say it again. Prepare to transform into devastator."

Mixmaster grins as he retreives his large jar of Strawberry Jam from Subspace,

with a smile. He quickly returns it to belt Rumble over the back of the head

with his hand. Scrapper MIGHT be a retard, but we Constructs look after our own.

Headstrong shakes his head at all the infighting that his fellow cons are doing

at a time like this. He doesn't say anything, knowing in full what happens to

anyone who buts into a despute between the predacons. Headstrong just keeps an

eye on things and hopes someone remembers to have Runamuck light the fire when

Metro arives.

Blackmail grins at Reflector talking to himselves and then suddenly looks

towards Scrapper and narrows her optics, "That's what he gets for trying to

think I suppose." she snorts looks out to sea.

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> has arrived.

Hook opens his mouth, about to give some smug comment, then hurridly snaps it

shut as Scourge barks out an order, instead sighing and shaking his head as he

bends over to help Scrapper up. The retard.

Rumble looks at Scourge, "Say what, why'd he do that? Needs checked out by a

medic he does, freaking retard."

Scrapper whimpers as he's kicked. He slowly rises to his feet with Hook's help.

He doesn't bother telling Scourge that it was -him- that was enough of a retard

to say the word retard. Ah well. He nods approvingly to Mixmaster. Indeed. The

other Constructs just plain suck compared to Scrapper, but Constructicons look

after their own nonetheless! He covers his audio-sensors just in time, "La la la

la! I didn't heeeaaaar that!" he bellows. He's totally not paying attention to

the whole INVASION problem.

Scourge growls as his head cannon glows and discharges at Rumble, "You

insignifigant fool. At a time like this you are still an idiot!" BLAM, "If you

EVER say that word again tonight, you will really die rather than feel pain. Is

that understood?"

Scourge strikes Rumble with HEAD! HEAD! HEADBLASTER, GOOOOO!.

The trio turn towards Rumble, "Commander scourge . . ." intones Viewfinder,

"Would you mind having Rumble, as the demolitions expert . . ." continues

Spyglass, "Ride one of the torpedoes into an enemy ship? Just to make sure it

hits?" finishes Spectro.

Rampage arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Rampage has arrived.

Autobot Submarine <Typhoon> has arrived.

Rodimus Prime has arrived.

DepthCharge has arrived.

Blaster has arrived.

Elita One has arrived.

Chimera is continuing to WATCH that little Invasion Problem.

Smokescreen has arrived.

Blackmail snickers at Reflector and nods "my sentiments exactl-- ahh here comes

the spare parts I ordered" she quips at the Autobots start to arrive.

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "The minute Metroplex is visible...engage "Now

Scrapper""

Rumble gets smacked by the blast, getting up he shakes his head, looks at

Scourge, and looses his temper, "What the freaking hell you talkin bout? What

freaking word? You retarded or someing? How the hell can I avoid a word when you

won't tell me what word? Treatin me like a retard just cause I not been keeping

up to date with what word you don't like this week..." Rumble trails off as he

spots Bots appear, oh great, more retards."

Metroplex has arrived.

Scrapper looks away from his idiot retard brothers and to the other Decepticons.

"Chimera... Headstrong... ignite the oil! BURN Metroplex and the EDC fleet

before they can even reach the city!" The Constructicon watches with great

anticipation.

Air Raid has arrived.

Air Raid strolls into the room

Scourge turns around and growls at Rumble, "That's IT! You're out. Goodbye,

Rumble." His head cannon powers up and fires an even stronger blast at the

little tape, meant to knock him on his ass. "The "R" word you idiot. Now then.

Constructicons, prepare to merge. Headstrong... engage our "surprise" for the

Autobots. Everyone else, prepare to attack!"

Scourge strikes Rumble with Take a toke from the head shop, you big manly tape.

Blackmail squeeks in alarm as Metroplex comes into her view, "Priiimusss" she

whimpers, and takes a step backwards in alarm.

Chimera hears the word ignite, and starts firing blasts of fire from her arm

mounted flame thrower at that oil slick. Giggling. Anticipation is good, but so

is starting a fire. Scrapper said the right thing.

Mixmaster leans down as his legs fold up backwards. He falls down frontwards as

he completes his transformation into a Green Cement Truck. His Cauldron begins

rotating once again.

Cement Truck <Mixmaster> giggles as all the Autobots start to show up. Soo much

smelting potential. But he has his orders.. "Constructicons... (hee)..

Transform: phase one!"

Rodimus Prime steps out of the submarine and listens to Colonel Momesa's speech

on the broadband channel. "He's right Autobots. We win here today, and we can

drive the Decepticons off the face of the earth for good. Lets show them what

we're made of!" He draws his rifle from subspace and dashes up the beach,

leading his troops to be...probably slaughtered.

Razorclaw has arrived.

Hook rubs his hands together. "Excellent" he emits, an unknowing echo of Mr

Burns as Metroplex strides right into their trap. In the back of his processor,

there's a small spark of fear.. but it's being outvoted by the thought that

Devestor will crush the city former like a..something! Hearing Mixmaster's

order, he falls backwards into his alt mode.

Headstrong fires off a ball of searing hot plasma into the ocean. It doesn’t

matter where the thing hits for when it does the oil around it bursts into

flames and they spread rapidly consuming all in there path engulfing the bay and

lower portions of the nearby cliffs .

Hook falls backward, limbs rotating and flipping back as he transforms into a

lime green crane.

Rumble turns back towards the Bots, not seeing any point in arguing with the

retard Sweep, then he gets smacked by the bigger weapon fire from said Sweep,

barely registering the fact he said R word. Now while Rumble isn't really that

damaged by it (compared to say Galvatrons cannon of sweet love), he sent

flying... right for the Bots, emitting simply a screamed, "You frickin

retaaaaaaaaaaaaard."

From inside the Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport>, Michael Briar nods

towards Kenya from the shaking aircraft. "Good one...can't let me hog all the

important speeches." He chuckles and calls out, “Archangels, check your weapons,

lock and load." before he checks his own rail cannon cocking it back with a high

pitched hum. The large exo-suit mimics his moves and arms the long squareish

rifle in its hand into the ready position. Briar calls out, "Seal suits! Drop

doors open!" His suit closes around him as doors in the floor open showing the

smokey air below.

The trio take a remote-control device from subspace, pressing it. A contrail of

smoke suddenly appears coming from the shores of NCC as a series of rockets zoom

out over the sea towards the EDC fleet. Going through the flames, they start

spraying a strange chemical which begins to form a sticky foam on the surface of

the ocean, then the foam hardens . . . and hardens . . . in a few minutes, it's

almost as hard as plastic, trapping the ships.

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> hurtles over the heads of the Autobots,

veering to the left towards a rocky clearing where it hovers down to an -almost-

landing, doors sliding open. Those with good enough hearing would hear the pilot

barking, "Go go go! Radio for evac if needed. I'll try to provide some extra air

support."

Air Raid is zooming through the sky, as only an Aerialbot can. Here he comes to

save the day! TOo bad Scourge is here. He's probably doomed. But he's providing

what air support he can to the Autobots and Terrans.

Air Raid's head becomes covered by the nosecone on his back, his legs fold up,

and the rear wings fold down as he transforms into an F-15.

Scrapper nods to Mixmaster and transforms into his vehicle mode, rotating and

taking up a position near Mixmaster along with Long Haul, Scavenger and

Bonecrusher. Who are available for applications, I'd like to remind everyone.

Scrapper transforms into a payloader.

Scattershot has arrived.

Blackmail holds her blade up and nods in acknowledgement to Reflector, her

personality shifts from her usual flippant behaviour to that of a warrior ready

to mix it up.

"Now.. Transform.. phase two!" Mixmaster calls out.

With the transforming cogs of himself and all the other Constructicons whirring

in a much /deeper/ tone, The mixing drum and backsection of his Truck-mode arcs

until it's vertical. Scrapper leans forward until his payloader shovel rests on

the ground. Longhaul, Scavenger and Bonecrusher appear from... /somewhere/... to

attach themselves on top of the two. All that is left is Hook...

Nosecone has arrived.

Headstrong moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

Headstrong has left.

Rampage moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

Rampage has left.

Razorclaw moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

Razorclaw has left.

Elita One moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

Elita One has left.

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) has left.

Reflector moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

Reflector has left.

DepthCharge moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

DepthCharge has left.

-------------------------------= In Your Area =-------------------------------

Chimera [D]              Blaster [A]              Smokescreen [A]

Hook [D]                 Mixmaster [D]            Scrapper [D]

Scourge [D]              Rodimus Prime [A]        Scattershot [A]

Nosecone [A]             Rumble [D]               Metroplex [A]

Blackmail [D]            Jetfire [A]              Swindle [D]

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From inside the Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport>, Michael Briar suits up

and seals Exo-Suit <Glaive II> around himself.

From inside the Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport>, Exo-Suit <Glaive II>

starts up smoothly, generator softly humming.

[Armored] Kenya Momesa climbs out of the Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow

Transport>.

[Armored] Kenya Momesa has arrived.

Exo-Suit <Glaive II> climbs out of the Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport>.

Exo-Suit <Glaive II> has arrived.

[Armored] Kenya Momesa moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

[Armored] Kenya Momesa has left.

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> has left.

Crane <Hook> yells, "And I'll form.. THE HEAD!" as it flies into the air and

completes the final piece of the lime green behemoth. "Nothing can defeat...THE

DEVESTATOR!" the towering gestalt roars as its head emerges, red optics burning

with the fury of battle.

Hook shouts, "Constructicons, MERGE to form Devastator!" With a shudder of

metal, the Constructicons undergo a stunning transformation and combine into the

mighty form of Devastator!

Devastator has arrived.

Smokescreen splashes into the knee-deep (Well, Knee-deep for a transformer)

water of the beach, not too far behind Rodimus Prime. It's a simple matter for

Smokey to survey the beach and the already-unfolding chaos: The flaming Oil is a

little cliche' and somewhat ineffective, but those foam-plastic

rocket...thingies are actually somewhat interesting.

        Electro-rifle in hand, Smokescreen tromps up behind Rodimus prime. "Quite the

welcoming committee, isn't it?" he says, looking up at Devastator with no more

than a quirked brow.

Viewfinder pulls out another remote control as the plastic finally hardens, and

depresses another button. Under the surface of the plastic, the NCC torpedo

tubes open, each torpedo heading towards an enemy ship, now immobilized. They

smile evilly, "We just love it when a plan comes together."

Swindle looks at the incoming Autobots from his spot behind a big rock. The

crafty decepticon searches for a nice prey. Two clicks be heard as the

arm-cannon cycles ready to open up on the not-so-unsuspecting Autobots.

Blackmail awaits paitently for a command to attack, damn, her 'favorite' Autobot

wasn't around, ahh well, plenty of more heads to detach and mount on her wall,

in her battle stance she twirls her energon sword expertly, the light trail in

the air actually spells out 'Autobot's suck'.

Chimera continues to set the oil slick on fire. She likes doing that. She's also

running along the beach. There's another cliche for you. And there's Smokescreen

and the Autobots. Hmm. Smokescreen. Now there's an Autobot that annoys her. But

first she must finish this firesetting. Yeah.

Scourge stares towards the Autobots, narrowing his optics as everything comes

together. The Torpedos launch at the fleet, gelifying. Then the REAL torpedos

launch to strike them. He laughs, screaming at the top of his robo-lungs at

Rodimus, "Rodimus! You chose the wrong city to attack Rodimus. Tonight...I end

your life. Tonight, you DIE!" He fires a long range bolt at the Autobot leader

as he rushes out of his submarine.

Scourge strikes Rodimus Prime with HEAD! HEAD! HEADBLASTER, GOOOOO!.

        Rodimus doesn't look deterred by the sweep leader's attack when it

impacts just below his left shoulder, barely burning his thick armor. "No

Scourge.....it was you Decepticons who chose the wrong planet. Tonight....we

send you back to the depths of space where you belong." He calls out aloud,

"AUTOBOTS!!!, FOR THE EARTH!!!!" Raising his rifle and taking careful aim, he

fires off a volley of shots toward his opponent.

Scattershot, in Battlecruiser mode, arrives with the rest of the Autobot Fleet

and takes stock of the situation as quickly as possible. "Boys... let's make

sure their med bay is backlogged for months. Together." Awwww. A hatch opens and

Nosecone, Lightspeed and Afterburner deploy along Scattershot and Strafe in the

air. Hooray for animation errors! As the Technobots near the coastline,

Scattershot gets himself a breast enhancement and a new helmet while his arms

and legs shrink and magnetically attract his brothers...

Oh yes, Metroplex was on his way to trash Decepticons right and left.

        Then again, that may need to wait a bit. Suddenly, the big machine finds itself

surrounded by fires. He mutters softly. Not good. He's not taking a lot of

damage, but this certainly throws a wrench in the plans. First, Metro looks for

a way to put out the fires, and then starts looking for a way to find an

alternative route if possible.

        Technofighter screams into the battle, lasers and pulse blasters wide open

ready to hit any con foolish enough to get in the way. Yet...he's drawn away?

Dang it, no fair! Still, he can't disobey his leader type and transforms to link

up with Scattershot.

And 'Zappow!' So Scourge fires the first real shot of what no doubt will be a

properly epic battle. Smokescreen notes the shot coming for Fearless Leader, but

there's not much that he can do about it. Rifle still in hand, he goes over the

battlefield once more, until he picks out a single, large, and very, very

familliar target: Devastator.

        The Tactician knows that he can't possibly take the Jade Giant on in single

combat...but he's not planning on it, no sir: even still, he can...help. With a

'FWOOOOSH!', Smokescreen lets fly a pair of his shoulder-mounted rockets at the

titanous Decepticon, allowing them to detonate about Devastator's ugly head.

Here's to hoping that the sprinkling of electronic chaff will take effect...

You are temporarily incapacitated by Smokescreen's Electro-disruptor Missiles

attack.

"Wonder if they ever get tired of that..." Blaster mumbles to himself at Scourge

and Rodimus' exchange, wading up onto the metallic shore of Decepticon Island,

rifle clutched in both gauntlets. Sticking close to the Autobot leader, he hefts

the shoulder rest of his electrostatic disruptor, squinting one eye just as

Rodimus Prime opens fire. "Here goes nothing..." Trailing up his sights along

Devestator's rising form, the barrel of the rifle jerks back a meter in recoil

as a bright blue-white torrent of electrical energy rockets across the

battlefield.

Blaster strikes you with Electro-Scrambler Rifle for 6 points of damage.

The ground in here even shakes as Trypticon unleashes an area attack in the

other room.

As the group of Autobots finishes flooding out of the Tryphoon, a massive white

figure can be seen emerging last from the hatch. The figure leaps into the air

and swiftly transforms into an equally massive aerospace fighter and quickly

takes to the skies with unnatural grace. This can only be Jetfire, Autobot Air

Guardian and walking copy-write disaster extraordinaire. "Awfully crowded here,

an island full of scum and villainy no less." The massive aerospace fighter

flies ahead of the group and abuses Devastator with little energy bolts.

The trio take up defensive positions, readying their weapons and training them

at the coming autobot horde. They can't miss with this many enemies in their

gunsights! Spectro lets of a shot, going for smokescreen. Why the heck not?

Reflector strikes Smokescreen with Grenade Launcher.

The metal monstrocity grows and grows, shifting and turning with the horrible

shudder of metal, turning into the shambling green behemoth known as Devastator.

"NOTHING CAN DEFEAT THE DEVASTATOR!" Comes the booming voice, repeating his

earlier statement. The six Constructicons wanted to make sure that everyone

knows. The sound of Devastator's voice is that of a terribly deep gutteral noise

that resembles all six Constructicons shouting at the top of their vocal

modules. Slowly but surely, Devastator fleches his massive hands, forming two

giant fists that dwarf many of the approaching Autobot warriors. Looking left

and right, the six Constructicons begin to bicker. Go attack Metroplex! Are you

crazy?! Technobots. Stay here and snipe. Elita One... we have to go after Elita

One so we can complete our destiny with her! Technobots. Start wading in there

with all fists flailing! Technobots. *pause* Technobots? Technobots. The six

Constructicons slowly turn their Hellish gaze upon the combined Technobot form

known as Computron. COMPUTRON.

        Devastator lets out a bellow of rage as he stumbles towards the

Technobot super warrior. "THINKING AND WINNING DO NOT MIX!" he roars at

Computron. The lime green behemoth begins to stumble towards Computron when

suddenly electronic chaff begins to explode all around him. Immediately the

Constructicons revert to bickering, and Devastator stands there helplessly as he

can't figure out how to avoid this stuff. Blaster's rockets slam against

Devastator along with Jetfire's pitiful little beam, but the behemoth seems not

to notice. "PUNY WEAPONS CANNOT HURT THE DEVASTATOR!"

Swindle runs out from behind his cover and sprays some buckshot rounds at

Blaster and Smokescreen. "Hahahah you have fallen into our trap. I will enjoy

watching your dead hulks rust away on the beach. A testament never to oppose the

Deceptions!" The arm-cannon vomits forth a hail of small hard metallic spheres

made from some funky alien alloy. .oO(Glad I paid extra for those ditanium

buckshots)Oo.

Swindle unleashes his Scatter Blaster <Wide> attack on Blaster and Smokescreen,

striking Smokescreen.

Scourge stares towards Rodimus as the blast strikes true. He laughs, shaking his

head. "Is that it, Rodimus? That? Are you serious?" he laughs his head off, only

a little chunk of armor gone. He streaks towards Rodimus, wings raising as the

verniers fire. His head cannon again charges, firing forth a ray of acid towards

his enemy, "So Rodimus...are you ready for death?"

Scourge strikes Rodimus Prime with Acid Ray.

Chimera easily catches her balance as the island rocks, and then decides to be

even more helpful. By trying to shoot Smokescreen in the back. Or as close to

the back as she can manage. Hey. Maybe it was some shmoozing thing that Smokey

did long ago with Moonracer-- But then she sees another target not looking at

her. Hmm. She quickly changes, and starts trying to peg Blaster. Maybe Chimera

just hates everyone.

Chimera strikes Blaster with pot shotted.

Blackmail races towards a random Autobot, she leaps up with her sword twirling

in the air, bringing her blade to bare she lunges at Blaster, her sword poised

to do a quick but painful male to femme transformation on the bot.

Blackmail strikes Blaster with Energy_slash.

Rodimus Prime has now stopped paying attention to Scourge's banter completely as

he focuses on the task at hand. Trying to take the main force away From Elita's

group so the spire can be destroyed. The acid ray does some serious damage to

his armor as it splashes across his chest, but the matrix-bearer seems even more

determined now. "Your first mistake Scourge....was picking a fight with

me....again." For now, he fires another volley of more potent energy toward the

bearded one. Afterall, turnabout is fair play.

Rodimus Prime misses Scourge with his Photon Rifle <High Power> attack.

Smokescreen throws his arm up as he's hit with a two-sided Barrage, bowled over

by the combined firepower of two (Four?) decepticons. Now, first thing's first:

"Swindle! I've got 50 Liters of Monacus-Grade Energon with your name on it if

you just turn around and get GONE!" Fraternizing with the enemy? Maybe. Smokey

prefers to consider it combat negotiation.

        This done, the Diversionary tactician diverts his attention to The Trio,

whipping up his electro-rifle, which he fires, hoping to peg that irritating one

with the grenade launcher. It is a little less subtle than his words to Swindle,

but far more painful.

Smokescreen strikes Reflector with Electricity.

Lalala. Metro grows some testicular fortitude and just pushes through the fight,

using a burst of speed (ha! speed) to go through. Finally, he's beyond the fire

and he's ready to roll. The Large cityformer just ignores the fight going on

here and continues on to face it's large foe waiting for him.

Metroplex moves north to the NCC Central Hub.

The smooth wings attached to Jetfire's body frame moves apart as the ailerons on

it slides in opposite directions from its counterpart and pulls him into a sharp

diagonal climb. "You're quite the ladies' man, Blaster. Can't say I envy the

attention that you are getting though, let me give you a hand." The massive

aerospace fighter levels off and fires rounds of artillery down on Swindle.

Looks like it's open season on walking tapedecks. Explosives pellets, rifles,

and angry, castration-bent Decepticons all seem to descend on Blaster at once;

causing him to break off from Rodimus' side as his commander gets involved in

his own bearded troubles. Chimera's long range shot strikes his shoulder,

causing the armor to vaporize in a red-tinted puff and a wince of pain to appear

on his faceplate. Raising his rifle, he's about to offer a counterattack when

Blackmail's sword skewers him right through his metallic codpiece. The energy

blade pierces the armor, causing a brief sparking of electrical bolts and broken

lubricants to spill down over his boxy thighs. "Son of a..." Blaster grumbles,

his attention snapping back to Blackmail and quickly swinging the stock of his

rifle at her faceplate with unapologetic speed. "Chill out, lady!"

Blaster strikes Blackmail with Rifle Butt.

Super Valkyrie VF-1S [Jetfire] strikes Swindle with GU-11 55mm Gun Pod.

Streetwise finally manages to swim to shore having exited the typhoon too soon.

He arrives and sees smokescreen being double teamed so he moves to help out. He

rushes toward Swindle and shouts "Hey Swindle try a Protectobot on for size!"

and with that looses a round from his Photon pistol at the Combaticon.

Streetwise strikes Swindle with Photon Pistol (pain).

<Decepticon> New Crystal City Main Computer: BATTLESTATION TRANFORMATION

INITIATED. ALL UNITS, STAND BY... STAND BY... STAND BY...

Devastator emits a wordless bellow of rage and murderous intent as the combined

Constructicons work out a way to avoid Smokescreen's distracting dandruff of

doom... just ignore it and charge directly towards the Uber Nerd that is

Computron, ignoring everything in his path... which is unfortunate for the

hapless Smokescreen. Remember kids - Never take your optics from an angry

gestalt. His ponderous and

unstoppbable charge shaking the earth, Devestator runs right over his unnoticed

foe, bringing one Mixmaster-ish foot down directly towards the unlucky mech...

You strike Smokescreen with Crushed underfoot.

Swindle leaps back behind his rock having heard Smokescreen's offer

"Monacus-Grade energon eh ? What year ?" 55mm rounds from Jetfire pepper the

smooth and sexy fast-talking Combaticon. "Ouch Hey! That hurts! You traitorous

Autobot you attacked me in the middle of a deal! Stick it up your tailpipe

Smokescreen! No deal!" Swindle gets his mouth shut as he falls down to a quick

blast from Streetwise.

Swindle moves into a crouch, cycles ammo and aims straight for Streetwise's body

mass and fires.

Swindle strikes Streetwise with Scatter Blaster.

The trio yelp in unision at the attack, Spyglass (the one who got shot), turning

to Smokescreen, and shaking his fist at him, "You son of a motherless goat!" he

insults, and Viewfinder taps a radio transmission off, "Comcast! Come and

reinforce our position!" With that, the trio start to move back, out of line of

fire of the Autobots.

Scourge laughs as his wings open wider, giving him a demonic appearance. His

anti-grav full verniers fire, streaking him high into the sky. "Prime, I'm over

here. Here, let me help you." His thrusters cut out and he falls right towards

Prime, his claws coming to bear on the Autobots chest, "Die fool. Die like you

live, without honor!"

Scourge misses Rodimus Prime with his One, two Scourge is comin for you! attack.

Chimera starts jogging towards Blaster. Hey. Not returning fire, eh? Smacking

poor Blackmail in the face, eh? She may be nasty, but .... "Hey Blaster--" she

calls to him, taking a swing with the butt of her gauss pistol. "Leave the old

girl alone."

Chimera strikes Blaster with pistolwhip.

     Speakers blare abruptly in a very loud, gruff, no-nonsense tone: *WARNING -

BATTLE STATIONS MODE INITIATED* The area around the coastline suddenly shifts

and folds, transforming into a virtual death trap to approaching invaders. As

this is the gateway to the rest of the city, a strong fortification has been

made here. Massive laser cannons capable of sinking a battleship slowly rise up

from the gun-wells, and missile turrets swivel up out of various spires and

towers. The sky-roads suddenly have point-defense lasers preparing to annihilate

enemies that attempt to use the road-system.

<Decepticon> New Crystal City Main Computer: BATTLESTATION TRANSFORMATION

COMPLETE. ALL WEAPONS ONLINE. TARGETING AUTOBOT AND EDC FORCES.

<Decepticon> Fulcrum says, "Now, they will witness the might of this fully

operational battle station!"

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "Target Aldera...EDC"

Blackmail falls back as she's hit in the face, she grin up to Blaster and kicks

upwards to his wounded area, a smirk on her lips as energon trickles down her

chin.

Rodimus Prime takes only half a step back as Scourge does just what he expected.

He moves in for close combat and the cagy Prime is ready for him. Sidestepping

the razor sharp claws of the Sweep, Rodimus spins around and tries to slam the

butt of his rifle against Scourge's jaw. "Gotcha!"

Multitasking, while indeed a useful talent, can often leave much to be desired

in some fields. Case in point: Smokescreen. "By Earth Years, Nineteen

Eighty-.....Dammit Streetwise! I almost had him!" And then "That's right, camera

boy!

You Run! You run home and-" How Ironic that the diversionary tactician finds

himself distracted himself: tragically, so.

*CRUNCH!*

And so, Smokescreen is trampled underfoot. But not taken out! For the Autobot

drags himself from the sandy footprint, Armor crumpled, windows shattered...but

he's not out of the fight yet, oh no.

Smokescreen glances over his shoulder at the passing Devastator and glares- even

allowing a thoughtful (though rash) plan of action to cross through his mind.

Yet, instead, his attention's diverted to Blaster, and the femmes currently

throwing themselves at him. Literally. "Quite the fanclub you've got there,

Blaster!" Smokey quips, whipping his left hand up to fire at one of said femmes,

fingertips irising open to spew out a barrage of .50 caliber shells.

Rodimus Prime strikes Scourge with Rifle Smackdown.

Smokescreen misses Blackmail with his Fifty Caliber Fingertips! attack.

Dynamo is late out of the submarine, having spent the time securing it from any

naughty Decepticons wanting to highjack it. Once he's out, though, the lightshow

starts, arcs of electromagnetic energy racing over his body like friendly

serpents on crystal methamphetamine as his glowing optics survey the battle.

Seeing Smokescreen get knocked down, he moves to assist... gesturing, a

shimmering forcefield surrounding the other Autobot to give him enough breathing

room to get to his feet.

Dynamo successfully activates a powerful protective forcefield around

Smokescreen, shielding him from the next attack.

Blaster stumbles back on his blocky feet back towards the shoreline he just

emerged from under the hail of melee attacks from the two female Decepticons,

his forearms raised in front of him to ward off the attacks. "Please, ladies,"

he says, lowering his forearm and catching Blackmail's shin before her foot can

strike another blow on his poor, abused robocrotch. "I don't mind the attention,

but I really--" A sharp *ping* as Chimera's pistol whip strikes him on the

visor, leaving a nice dent, "... ung! I draw the line when you start drawin'

energon!" Jumping back, his feet just in the water, he spreads his legs apart as

his shin-mounted speaker grilles begin to warm up. Immediately, a powerful blast

of heavily-amplified rock 'n roll explodes out in concentric circles of

distorted air towards Chimera, while the somewhat distorted voice of Alice

Cooper bellows, "No more - Mr. Nice Guy!"

Streetwise watches as the blast from his pistol hits his mark just after Jetfire

blasts Swindle as well. Streets movement carries him right into the return fire

from Swindle and he is blasted of course and down as the city around him begins

a defensive transformation. He gets back to his feet and looses yet another

blast from the pistol however this one is to blind Swindle to set him up for the

next step in Streetwise's plan.

Blaster misses Chimera with his Rock 'n Roll attack.

Streetwise misses Swindle with his Photon Pistol (blinding) attack.

Scattershot shouts, "Technobots, MERGE to form Computron!"

With a shudder of metal, the Technobots undergo a stunning transformation and

combine into the mighty form of Computron!

Super Valkyrie VF-1S [Jetfire] continues to spray artillary fire down until his

flight path has removed the Combaticon from his line of fire, leaving a trail of

spent ammunition cartridges scattered across the landscape beneath him. The

rudders on the back of Jetfire swings to the left as his ailerons swings in

opposite direction, causing the massive aerospace fighter to make another sharp

turn back towards Blaster and the two Decepticon femmes that just can't seem to

get enough of the poor Communications expert. The massive form of Jetfire's

alternative mode breaks apart and his robotic mode takes his place as he lands

beside Blackmail, "Haven't I seen you from somewhere before?" Great pick up

line... yeah. Jetfire swings his fists at the Decepticon femme in a pathetic

attempt at intimidation.

Slowing rapidly the lower jet thrusters swing down and forward firing a quick

burst to halt all forward motion. Hovering for but a moment the rest of the

fighter transforms until Jetfire stands before you ready for action.

Blackmail gets to her feet, rather then being the greatful 'oldster' she snorts

to Chimera "I had things under control child." she hisses and looks up as

several shots whizz over her head, "Autobots, they really should learn to

aim..." she sighs. As Chimera is struck with Blaster's attack she narrows her

eyes at him. Looking up now at Jetfire she smirks "I betcha say that to all the

girls." and with that she taps a button on her left arm, a energy shield flaring

into life.

Blackmail successfully activates a powerful protective forcefield, shielding her

from the next attack.

Swindle dodges Streetwise's photon pistol. "You are just like your brother First

Aid you can't hit squat. Say, how's my favorite pacifist ? I have not seen him

since that guilt trip I gave him." The combaticon pulls out his gyro-blaster and

fires at Streetwise.

Swindle strikes Streetwise with his Gyro-Gun attack.

Scourge growls as he is struck in the face, flying towards the ground in a 360.

Time seems to slow down, for special effects of course. Scourge slowly intones

the words, "Perhaps Prime. Perhaps..." he falls towards the ground, facefirst.

He puts a hand out in front of him and springs off it, spinning back around to

slice backhanded with his claws towards the autobots gut, "But two can play at

that game!"

Scourge misses Rodimus Prime with his It's tearing up my heart...to be with you

attack.

No More Mr. Nice Guy? Hah. Chimera cackles, and uses her guns as intended. At

Blaster, of course, "You're behind the times, Blaster. Here. Have some real

heavy metal." Trick shot? not today. Bang bang.

Chimera misses Blaster with her Bang Bang attack.

The normal bickering from within Devastator subsides for a scant few moments to

laugh in perfect as the New Crystal City they all worked so hard on gets to turn

into it's play mode. Ah, it's good to have a good toy put to use! The

six-times-shared glee over, The mightiest Decepticon carries on towards Jetfire.

He stretches both hands out to swat the annoying Valkyrie Jet, slamming them

down in a mighty thunderclap.

You strike Jetfire with You Go Squish Now!.

Jetfire falls to the ground unconscious.

Dynamo egads as Devastator turns Jetfire into a flattened tin can. Bad news.

Well, he can't do much against the titanic Constructicon-gestalt, but he can

probably get Blackmail diverted. "Hey, 'Cons, did Reflector get around to

requisitioning a new aft after I tore his old one apart?" He gestures, and

chunks of metal start ripping away from the various installations around NCC,

and are flung like bullets at the femme Seeker.

Dynamo misses Blackmail with his Debris Barrage attack.

Rodimus Prime smirks to himself as Scourge eats a facefull of sand.

"Yeah.... that's what I thought....." The Autobot leader is not surprised by

Scourge's quickness or his agility. Hell, he's seen it a billion times before

today. In the hopes of stopping Scourge's leap, Rodimus fires a few more energy

beams from his rifle in order to either force him off course, or simply stop him

mid-air with the assault.

Rodimus Prime strikes Scourge with Photon Rifle <Low Power>.

Streetwise curses as he misses Swindle with is blinding attack and is in turn

stunned by the Combaticon and come to a complete and sudden stop waiting for

what is next.

"Datum: Autobots in imminent danger due to Devastator's action. Datum: Subject

Jetfire taken down. Datum: Mission condition has moved to critical." Computron

says all this, as he eyes the area. Then, the large combiner's mind is made

after all its parts go through the data.

   "Conclusion: Time to kick Devastator's ass," Wow, one would say that for a

second, Afterburner was channeled there or something. Or maybe Shot.

Computron strikes you with Techno-Cannon for 26 points of damage.

Smokescreen swears several alien oaths beneath his breath as his bullets

do...absolutely nothing to his intended target. Damn. Shouldn't Computron be

doing the 'Clash of the Titans' thing by now? Ah well.

    Dynamo's enterance, however, is one of the few things that actually seems to

be going RIGHT this entire battle. He nods towards the Medic-type with a

satisfied grin, then turns back towards Devastator. "Payback time..."

Smokescreen mutters,

and then he sets about doing what he does best: Pissing people off.

    "Hey Scrapper! I know you can hear me! Did I ever tell you about the time I

heard Hook call your Art "Little more than a glorified Paperweight"?" Of course,

just playing on the disjointedness of the combiner is hardly enough:

another pair of chaff rockets are sent off to explode about the combiner. A mite

less impressive than Computron's cannon, but it's the best Smokescreen can do.

You are temporarily incapacitated by Smokescreen's Electro-disruptor Missiles

attack.

Blaster is too busy jumping out of the way of hypervelocity projectiles to

initially fully grasp the implications of Chimera's words. As the stray rounds

thunderclap to his side as he leaps out of Chimera's targetting reticle, Blaster

pushes himself up into a kneeling position, optics flickering as her words

finally register in his audio modules. "Oh, man, you done it now," he says,

white faceplate darkening into a scowl. "I kinda felt sorry for you, on account

a' how messed up your neural circuits are... But you just gone dug your own

grave, lady." Reaching towards the back of his right hand, he depresses a small

toggle there, causing the armor over his knuckle joints to split open and roll

back, revealing a miniature sonic disruptor mounted on each joint. "-No one-

disses Alice Cooper!" Flying to his feet, Blaster pulls back his fist - And in

doing so, a sheathe of distorted air begins to form like a sonic boxing glove

over his fist as a low, sickening bass begins to churn the air. As he rises, he

lunges towards the Decepticon female, fist hammering down heavy towards her as

the sonic sheathe unleashes with the sound of a miniature sonic boom.

Blaster misses Chimera with his Sonic Knuckles attack.

Scourge growls as he is blasted in mid stride, armor flying everywhere. He flies

towards the ground again, flipping end over end. He springs his hands out and

does a backhandspring, wings raising. He shoots high into the air, his head

artillery powering up, "Excellent shot Prime. Excellent. But I can do it too.

How do you like THIS?!"

Scourge strikes Rodimus Prime with Head Cannon.

Swindle flicks the arm-cannon into rapid-fire mode and calculates a rough firing

pattern "Fall Autobots fall!!" The combaticon fires a spray of bullets at the

autobots...A bright burst of light and a rain of empty shells into the sand.

"Hahahahah How does that feel Streetwise? If I hurt you enough will your wussy

brother come and pick you up?" "Hey you!" pointing at Dynamo "Have some too,

it's on the house!"

Swindle unleashes his Scatter Blaster <Wide> attack on Streetwise and Dynamo,

striking Dynamo and Streetwise.

Blackmail blinks as the Autobot she was flirting with gets squished, ahh well

C'est la vie. She looks in Dynamo's direction, for the sake of special effects

the camera spins all the way around her to show the debris coming towards her,

with her grace and agility she bats away most of the debris with her shield

before it fails, leaping up to avoid the rest, now in mid air she looks down to

Dynamo "Pathetic fool!!" she hisses and flies down at breakneck speed towards

Dynamo, sword poised and ready, in a flash she seems to pass him and stop dead,

pausing a moment without looking back to see if she hit or not.

Blackmail strikes Dynamo with Energy_slash.

Jetfire swings his fists close at Blackmail in an attempt at intimidation, it's

one of those days where this friendly giant tries to fight with compassion

rather than a loaded weapon of destruction. His effort is eventually met with an

energy shield instead, surprising the massive Air Guardian, "Well no, actually

this is the first time I sai-- an energy shield!? Fascinating." It is then that

Jetfire becomes consciously aware of a large growing shadow looming above him,

and realizing he has made a critical error in judgement, the Air Guardian only

has one thing to say before he is smashed into the land of the sleeping giants,

"Oh bloody hell..."

Chimera isn't there when Blaster takes that swing at her. She's not fool enough

to stand still in the middle of a battle. Nor to stand in front of Blaster after

insulting his music. She's actually ... three feet over Blaster's head. She

giggles, sounding fairly well unhinged. "Actually, I like the music just fine.

But there is far better out there..." she triggers that flame thrower again,

aiming down at the TapeDeckBot. "You're hot already. How about if I heat things

up just a touch more..."

Chimera strikes Blaster with fire.

Devastator slowly spreads out his hands. There's a gooey substance that probably

came from Jetfire now on his palms, and Devastator cackles with glee. "ONE

AUTOBOT DOWN. THE REST SHALL FOLLOW. HE WAS ONE OF YOUR BEST. WHAT CHANCE HAVE

THE REST OF YOU?" Devastator bellows, threatening all the other Autobots in the

area. The lime green superwarrior often speaks in a fairly complicated manner,

even if what he's trying to get across is a very simple concept. In this case,

that concept is 'you are all going to die'. Smokescreen's rockets strike against

Devastator, but the behemoth is unharmed and unhindered. Bonecrusher and

Scavenger, now coated with the blood of the enemy, clench their fists as the

Constructicons pause to bicker amongst themselves. What were we doing? We were

stepping on Smokescreen! No, that was an accident. We were going to squash

Jetfire! Technobots. No... that was before. We did that already! Technobots.

Jetfire! Smokescreen! Technobots. *pause* Technobots? Devastator, slow and

plodding as always, looks over towards Computron, cracking his knuckles. The

noise made from this act sends a small sonic boom rippling through the area. All

the Constructicons have finally agreed. Computron is next. Computron shall die.

Computron sh-

        BA-KRAK-THOOM! Devastator's midsection, Long Haul, is torn from the

firepower of the Technobot superwarrior. Mouth gaping open, Devastator loses his

balance immediately and CRASHES back down onto the ground, crushing several

buildings as he does so. Dust and debris flies up from everywhere. Hmm... looks

like Computron's avenging of Jetfire is what stunned Devastator, not

Smokescreen. Regardless, the behemoth is now on the ground, laying on his back.

Wires spew forth from Long Haul. <no attack>

AUTOBOTS' TURN

Dynamo is the focus of attention, getting blasted by Swindle and then Blackmail

cutting a brutal swipe through his flank. . o O (Dammit.) "Streetwise, try and

keep that overblown idiot's attention occupied while I deal with the

Nightbird-wannabe, eh?" He turns his flaring optics on Blackmail, and lets her

have it with a full-blown EMP.

Dynamo strikes Blackmail with his EMP attack.

Streetwise is hit by the multi bot attack from Swindle and knocked back and back

into action. he scrambles to his feet switches the pistol back to normal and

looses another barrage at Swindle.

Streetwise strikes Swindle with Photon Pistol (pain).

        Rodimus may have expected the agility, but perhaps not the ingenuity of

the bearded ninny. The powerful beam of energy shears off a chunk of armor on

his left side. "Damn...." He curses to himself, raising his rifle again.

"Alright Scourge....time to up the anty a little bit..." He fires off several

stun-beams at the Sweep Leader. "Why not come down here and enjoy the beach..."

Rodimus Prime misses Scourge with his Stun Beam attack.

New Crystal City's weaponry, meanwhile, is now quite extensive

thanks to the transformation into the battlestation mode (read the @descs for

details). The automatic targeting systems spew forth waves of uncoded attacks

against the intruders."

Regardless of whether or not his rockets actually did hurt the massive

mechanical monstrosity, Smokescreen's going to take credit for the toppling

anyway. "That's right! That's what you get!" he gloats, apparently satisfied now

that he and Devastator are 'level' from his getting stepped on.

    This in mind, Smokescreen turns his attention towards other, smaller,

shapelier Decepticons...in this case, Blackmail...again. "Need a hand, Dynamo?"

with that said, Smokescreen sets loose with the *KRA-COW!* of his lightning

rifle, repaying the forcefield-type favor.

    Man, Smokey's just paying off a lot of debts today. Too bad his accountant's

not around to enjoy it.

Smokescreen strikes Blackmail with Electricity.

Blaster goes charging right through the space Chimera once occupied, the

momentum of his heavy-handed, sonics-enhanced punch going in an arc right into

the ground. The metal shore deforms in a spider-web cracked crater beneath his

feet, Blaster stumbling forward awkwardly. "Uh... Still got some kinks to work

out in this thing..." He mutters, rubbing his sore wrist joint as his knuckles

snap closed again with a click. Looking over his shoulder, it seems Chimera just

won't give him a break - Napalm spreads across his shoulders, causing him to

desperately get to his feet and run, quite on fire, away from the flame-spewing

arc of Chimera's flamethrower. Throwing himself into the water, Blaster

extinguishes the flames with a hiss and a rise of steam, but not quickly enough

- His shoulders appear slightly deformed with the intense heat of the attack."

Man, I -hate- puns..." He complains again, unclipping his rifle from his back

and flicking the setting to stun with his thumb, causing the weapon to emit a

low hum. Firing it from the hip, he unleashes a blast of electrical energy

designed to disrupt Chimera's circuits and take away her pesky ability to evade

his attacks.

Blaster strikes Chimera with his Circuit Scrambler attack.

Computron reviews the situation once more. He could go for Devastator, or he

could go for some of the other Decepticons to try and even the field some. Or he

could go for Devastator and here, the large combiner's weakness comes into play.

"Datum: Devastator has fallen down. Datum: Devastator offers a prime target and

a critical success to the Autobot cause. Conclusion: -- " And he stops there, as

Computron is forced to turn around and block the barrage of fire from the base.

"Conclusion has been interrupted. Reinitializing data collection. Environmental

parameters have changed." A brief pause from Computron. "Datum: Devastator is

down..." and off he goes processing again. (no attack)

DECEPTICONS' TURN

Swindle is hit by streetwise's photon pistol which leaves a nice clean fist

sized hole in the lower chest of the combaticon. Swindle crawls back behind his

rock and considers his options. After a few seconds he keys his radio to make a

collect call. <no attack>

Swindle transmits a message via radio to Smokescreen.

Smokescreen receives a radio transmission.

The quarrelling components of Devestator's mind are shocked into one single

purpose by the pain of Computron's blast and the resultant impact with the

ground. "COMPUTRON BAD!" the green gestalt bellows, rising to one enormous knee

like Godzilla rising from the depths, "DEVESTATOR - BAD ASS!" Ponderously

drawing his huge rifle, Devestator engages Hook's sub-processor, taking

advantage of his accuracy to target his equally titanic foe.

You strike Computron but fail to divert him from his calculations.

Eeeeeee! Chimera's circuits are disrupted, and she falls from the three feet

above Blaster's head to... the ground. Grrr... She hates being stunned like

this. Can't move-- can't do anything. Except, of course glare at Blaster. Which

she does. Completely.

Blackmail spasms and then lets out a small squeel as she falls to her knees then

face first, the lightning sparks off her incapacitated form oO.When I get up,

one Autobot's head is going to become very friendly with another Autobot's

tailpipe, and I don't mean in Gestalt fashion.Oo <no attack>

Scourge smirks as he continues to streak over Prime. The stun comes just bare

inches from striking him, but he cuts out anti-grav, his demonic look fades as

his wings fall, and so does he. He falls right at Rodimus a la Megatron at Prime

in TF:TM. Let's see if his luck is any better. His hand is replaced by an

energon axe. "Well Prime, it seems tonight is my night. Not yours. You lose

Prime. Retreat, while you have the chance."

Scourge misses Rodimus Prime with his Terminator attack.

Rodimus Prime receives a radio transmission.

Rodimus Prime receives a radio transmission.

Rodimus Prime grumbles as his radio bleeps. "Wha.....?" He thinks for a moment

but then catches his attention wavering from his opponent. Just then he looks up

to see Scourge plummeting down toward him with his axe at the ready. "Retreat?

Ehhhhhhh Request denied!" Rodimus quickly points his rifle and snapshots off a

single beam of super-charged Photons toward the Sweep leader. He speaks into his

radio as he fires off the shot, a look of disbelief on his face.

Smokescreen grins as his shot takes effect, temporarily stunning Blackmail's

circuits, to boot. He grins, then takes a step backwards...only to dash forward,

actually closing for Melee combat- which is admittedly not his specialty, but

this opportunity is far, far too tempting. And, with building that momentum up,

he swings his right foot forward, aiming to come in contact with Blackmail's

chin.

Rodimus Prime transmits a message via radio.

Smokescreen misses Blackmail with his PUNT! attack.

Dynamo watches the lightning bolt zip past and fry Blackmail's circuits, already

abused from the EMP. "That's gotta hurt," he quips, sotto voce, before pouncing

on the prone Blackmail and... jumping up and down on her back, right about where

the kidneys would be on a human. "Stupid *stomp* fragging *stomp*..."

Rodimus Prime strikes Scourge with Photon Eliminator Beam.

Dynamo strikes Blackmail with Stomp 'Em When They're Down.

Rodimus Prime receives a radio transmission from Kenya Momesa.

Computron is hit by the quad laser and is forced to take a step back. There is

no show of emotion from the big large computer, though. He just stands there,

for a second. "Datum: Devastator has attacked Computron unit. Datum: Devastator

is a primary threat to both Computron and Autobots."

    He pauses. "Conclusion: Devastator must be crushed!" And now that the combat

analysis is done with, Computron rushes towards the green giant. Ho ho ho.

    And SQUEEEEZES.

Computron strikes you with The Big Squeeze for 30 points of damage.

Blaster, smoking, half melted, and with a nice hole stabbed in his crotch, looks

like he's really regretting enlisting all of those millennia ago. Sighing to

himself with a mechanical reverb, he rises up from his kneeling position just as

Chimera comes plummeting down to the ground. Walking towards the temporarily

disabled Decepticon, he slides his rifle over his shoulder, magnetically locking

the weapon to his back as he stoops down over Chimera, grabbing her by the

shoulder and the waist. "Now just do us both a favor and stop messin' up my

paintjob, dig?" Lifting her inert form over his head, he tosses her towards the

waves bordering the ocean.

Rodimus Prime transmits a message via radio.

Blaster strikes Chimera with Toss.

Streetwise watches the shot hit the Combaticon and hence take cover so he turns

his attention to another target. He sees Scourge trying to take out Rodimus so

he takes a shot at Sweep leader himself.

Streetwise misses Scourge with his Photon Pistol (pain) attack.

Swindle holds out while waiting for a reply...Occasionally he peeks from behind

his rock but holds his fire as it would not be proper to fire at this very

moment. "Come on make up your mind..." The Combaticon checks for a quick way out

or whom to backstab depending on the awnser he receives. .oO(With the fight

raging around no one has probably noticed yet.)Oo. <no attack>

        Everyone may or may not notice, depending on your current situation.

That Metroplex and Trypticon are leaving the island.... and they don't seem to

be fighting anymore.

Scourge growls as he is struck by the massive blast. He goes flying through the

air with smoke trailing from his stomach. That hurt...alot. He groans, barely

managing to rotate out of the way by transforming into sweep mode. So, Rodimus

fights dirty. What else is new? Well, so does Scourge. Scourge starts to laugh,

despite his damage. "Excellent shot Prime. Excellent. I commend you. But you

have a weakness." He chuckles louder, "Know what it is." He heads straight for

the offender that dared firing at him. His main weapon powers up, "Friends. Save

him, if you can." The cannon powers up and discharges.

Scourge's wings fold in as his body reconfigures into a sweepcraft.

Sweepcraft <Scourge> strikes Streetwise with Termination Cannon.

Blackmail lays prone as she's stomped upon, fortunatly the stomping must move

her out of the way of the other bots kick, her optics start to glow again but

she doesn't move, oh no, this 'con is going to play possum for a bit until she

see's her moment. <no attack>

Lucky for Chimera the water broke her fall. And as her circuits stop sizzling,

and she can move, she starts taking aim again. Yeah. She's persistant. "Your

paint job sucks to begin with, Blaster." she states.

Chimera strikes Blaster with laser.

Trypticon arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Trypticon trounces through the area, slowly, saying only two words, "Trypticon,

obey." Where is he headed? Nowhere, that's where.

Devastator is strong. None in the Transformer species outside of Metroplex and

Trypticon can truly claim to possess his strength and endurance. He is the

biggest Gestalt, and one of the nastiest. But Computron is evidently no slouch

either in the strength category. The Technobot Supreme latches onto Devastator

and squeezes. Lime green and deep purple metal crinkles and crackles under the

pressure and Devastator bellows with rage from the pain he's experiencing. The

Constructicon's optics dim under the assault, and his head lolls to the side

slightly. The six members that make up the freakish Gestalt argue amongst

themselves once more. Should we break free? We should help Scourge. We should go

help Predaking. We should go see WTF is up with Metroplex and Trypticon. WE

SHOULD SAVE OURSELVES! Yes. Yeah, ok. Can't argue with that. Good call. I'm with

you on that one.

        "COMPUTRON IS BUT A GNAT BEFORE THE MIGHT OF THE DEVASTATOR!" With a

vicious smack with the back of Bonecrusher's fist, Devastator breaks free of the

Technobot's bear hug, ignoring Trypticon's idiotic behaviour. Reaching down,

Scavenger pulls out the massive solar energy rifle, aiming it at Computron's

face. "AND GNATS ARE TO BE DESTROYED!!" he booms. The explosion of his voice

cannot compete with the explosion of the gun, sending a powerful beam towards

the Technobots.

You strike Computron but fail to divert him from his calculations.

Streetwise watches as his blast misses and then he realizes only too late that

Scourge has decided to pick on him. He thinks to himself (Oh crap this is gonna

hurt.) Streets is blasted back across the battlefield screaming in pain, armour

smoking and scorched, and energon beginning to leak but he fights on.

Blaster is already turning away, mind turning away from Chimera and hoping to

meet up with Rodimus Prime again - When he feels the sudden, sharp sting of

laser blasts peppering his back, followed by the sound of Chimera's weapon

discharging as the sound reaches his audio perceptors. "Just *had* to do this

the hardway..." He says with an exasperated mumble, pulling out his blaser

pistol and returning the volley of fire towards his assailant.

Blaster misses Chimera with his Blaster's Blaster attack.

Metroplex arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Dynamo stands on Blackmail's back, oblivious to her playing possum, as he

watches Scourge abuse Streetwise royally. Just then, he has to pause as a

barrage of fire from the defense guns washes over his position, and he shields

momentarily. His optics glint, all of a sudden, and he points his hands at one

of the point-defense batteries.... forcing it to lob its payload of electric

death at the Sweep Commander instead of the Autobots.

Dynamo misses Sweepcraft <Scourge> with his Forced Turret Firing attack.

Rodimus Prime grimaces as Scourge fires his primary weapon toward poor

Streetwise, and the frown deepens as it actually connects. "SCOURGE, YOU

COWARD!!!" Just then, Trypticon stomps his way through the area. "What in

blazes......?" Rodimus stops for a moment, almost forgetting his target's

presence. But then he remembers the look on the face of his comrade as he was

cannoned and again turns to face Scourge. "Metroplex! Destroy Trypticon!" He

calls out in vain as he fires several more energy beams toward the bearded

wonder.

Rodimus Prime strikes Sweepcraft <Scourge> with Photon Rifle <High Power>.

Smokescreen halts as he's about to boot Blackmail, distracted, ironically

enough, by a multitude of things; Primarily, the departure of the two biggest

transformers ever created. "...Shouldn't they be...shooting and wrestling and

fighting each other?" he comments to nobody in particular. Of course, then

there's other matters to attend to...his radio, for example. And so, the

Diversionary tactician taps at the side of his head to negotiate over the

airwaves...but he manages to slide in a little, almost halfhearted kick to

Blackmail, as if to make sure she stays down.

Smokescreen strikes Blackmail with Bink!.

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the

north.

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> hurtles after the two cities, trying to

determine what's going on.

Now that... hurt. Computron is forced to step back, his hands going to his face

as he takes the hit straight on. "Datum: Devastator continues to remain a major

threat. Datum: Devastator has inflicted damage on this unit. Conclusion:

Continue fighting Devastator," Computron calls out and using Scattershot's rifle

it fires at the lemon-lime Decepticon giant.

Computron strikes you with Acid Burn for 1 points of damage.

DECEPTICONS' TURN

Computron's Acid Burn attack wears off at last.

Smokescreen transmits a message via radio to Swindle.

Swindle receives a radio transmission.

Metroplex and Trypticon, so happy together! Metro continues walking away from

the island to Primus knows where. La.

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> trails after the two cities like an

annoying sandfly.

Swindle transmits a message via radio.

Smokescreen receives a radio transmission.

Blackmail grunts as she's kicked, grabbing her sword the blade flares into

purple life, she stabs it backwards and upwards towards the Autobot on her back,

not able to see but aiming for his leg, hard to remain balanced with only one

leg now isn't it?

Swindle grins as he just loves it when he strikes a good deal. Always time to

sort things out afterwards. After a quick radio reply the combaticon gives his

interlocutor a little wave before dashing from his cover, transforming into jeep

mode and hauling cylinders into the depths of NCC while avoiding the two

citybots. .oO(Ha Trypticon will kick him back into the water hehe We won!)Oo.

     With the traditional sound, Swindle folds down into a hummer-like military

jeep.

Swindle begins retreating, leaving himself vulnerable to parting shots from

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport>, Sweepcraft <Scourge>.

Sweepcraft <Scourge> grunts as he is blasted by Prime's fire. But he got exactly

what he wanted...Prime mad. Now he will get careless. Despite the damage he has

taken. He begins to fall as engines struggle to stay online, however...if he

directs his descent in a controlled manner towards an Autobot, well, it would

make it somewhat difficult for Prime to keep shooting him. He streaks straight

at Dynamo, screaming, "Nice try, Autobot, but now it's my turn." Oh, this isn't

going to be good.

Sweepcraft <Scourge> strikes Dynamo with Sweep RIKE NEENJA CORKSCREW! Ram.

Ok, due to popular demand....

   Metroplex walks in, with a vacant expression on its face. It doesn't seem to

care who he steps over as he makes his way away from this island of doom. The

Autobot's line of defense.... apparently is deserting them.

   So much for loyalty.

   Friend or foe, get out of the way because... Metro's coming to town! Metro's

coming to town! Metro's coming to town! Metroplex is coming to toooown. Wherever

that town is.

Trypticon keeps walking towards the sea, away from the battle. "Obey. Obey.

Trpyticon obey." Fart. "Obey." He keeps walking. Get out of the way!

Chimera laughs, ignoring the close shots of Blaster's ... blaster. She's too

busy trying to shoot and annoy the Autobot to bother with.... giant cities

walking through. Okay. She's a little too... Why are they walking out into the

burning ocean?" The laughter dies, and she pauses to watch the movement of the

cities. <no attack>

The mighty Devastator scowls. Mixmaster should teach him a thing or two about

acids! "DEVASTATOR SHOULD BE INSULTED FOR THAT.. FIGHT LIKE A GESTALT, NOT A

PEST!" And Devastator brings up Scavenger to swat Computron like the pest he is.

Suddenly, in a fireball, Kenya Momesa falls from the sky, his power armor melted

and shattered. The Benefactor commander heavily crashes into the ground, near

the ocean and stops moving.

Blaster doesn't seem particularly interested in Chimera once she lets up her

very persistent series of attacks on him, instead, his optics are quickly drawn

to the pair of massive city-size Transformers that go shuffling by like robotic

zombies. "Uh..." He glances over at Rod, scratching at the dent in his visor

before he presses the transmit key on his stomach. "Yo, Metroplex, where you

goin' man?"

Blaster transmits a message via radio.

Metroplex receives a radio transmission.

Metroplex transmits a message via radio.

Blaster receives a radio transmission.

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> is still tailing the Cities when the

pilot picks up Momesa's descent, "Shit." she mutters, the chopper dropping

quickly out of the air and heading for Momesa's landing point, moving -fast- to

boot. Dodging through the terrain for a few moments the Chopper finally settles

to the ground not far from the commander, the blades slowing as the cockpit door

is kicked open and Miya sprints out, heading for Momesa's downed form.

Miya Sasaki climbs out of the Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport>.

Computron takes a hit and grunts. "Conclusion remains the same. Increase amount

of force used," And well, Dev asked for it. So Computron takes a step back and

prepares to once more unleash his TECHNO-CANNON on the other combiner. "Datum:

Devastator is inferior. Conclusion: Devastation will be defeated," and the

sentient computer has developed a personality it seems.

Computron strikes you with Techno-Cannon for 20 points of damage.

Dynamo is stabbed in the leg by Blackmail, but it's not enough to dislodge him.

He shakes his head, tearing the barrel off one of the heavy lasers with his

magnetic fields and raising it high, preparatory to driving it through Blackmail

and terminating her with prejudice.

Then Scourge drops in for a visit.

The impact sends the gun barrel flying in one direction, and Dynamo ass over

teakettle in the other, bouncing repeatedly as he sheds pieces of himself in all

directions from Scourge's impact, until he finally comes to a face-up halt.

"...ow." he mumbles. <no attack>

Smokescreen blinks as Blackmail bursts into movement, doing the stabbing thing

to his buddy-buddy Dynamo. "Hey!" Smokescreen exclaims, mentally berating

himself for not seeing one of the Oldest Tricks in The Book(tm) earlier. "Don't

you Decepticons have the decency to STAY DOWN?" and, with that said,

Smokescreen's left hand swings around, fingertips again flaring as he attempts

to pump round after round of armor-piercing pain into the femme.

Smokescreen strikes Blackmail with Fifty Caliber Fingertips!.

Streetwise takes a combat turn off to regroup. As he begins to get ready to make

an attack Commander Momesa drops from the sky so he decides to go get him and

see him safely back to the Typhoon.

        Now Scourge really has made Rodimus angry. "Scourge!" His optics flash

in a momentary rage. Rodimus seldom loses control, but his former self shines

through in this briefest of moments. Ignoring the danger, the automated

defenses, and the titanic cityformers tromping through the area Rodimus Prime

dashes across the beach toward the spinning Sweepcraft and leaps high into the

air. "You just made your final mistake." He curses at his opponent as he comes

barreling toward him with all his strength.

Rodimus Prime misses Sweepcraft <Scourge> with his You've just

been.....Governated. attack.

Streetwise sees the chopper land and take the commander to it instead. He

arrives at the door and loads Kenya in and says to Miya " Take good care of

him."

Streetwise drops Kenya Momesa.

Miya Sasaki skids to a stop as the Autobot brings him over, "I'll get him to the

Atlantis straight away... you guys know what's going on with Metroplex?"

Blackmail grunts as she feels her wing peppered with Smokescreen's shot, now

that the other Autobot is off her back (literally) she stands and glares at

Smokescreen. "Say goodnight Autowimp" she quips as she brings her fist back and

POW! sends it hurtling forwards towards his face.

Blackmail misses Smokescreen with her punch attack.

Devastator takes a step backwards as the sight of the two city-formers striding

through the battlezone makes it through his quarrelling, six-sectioned mind.

Trypticon..not fight Metroplex? Tiny Constructicon voices scream at the gestalt

that this is important, that something is very wrong here, but they're just

insects against the ponderous reasoning of the mightiest robot ever created,

which is right now focused on his more intelligent foe. Letting out another huge

bellow as Computron's blast leaves a huge crater in the purple Flight Wing that

adorns his chest, Devestator drives his purple fists into the metal

ground..grasps.. and HEAVES, sending a titanic wave of debris rolling out from

the enraged combiner. "DESTROY!"

Devastator unleashes its Gamma WAVE! attack on Streetwise, Blackmail, Dynamo,

Miya Sasaki, Chimera, Kenya Momesa, Metroplex, Trypticon, Blaster and Swindle,

striking Chimera, Blaster, Trypticon, Miya Sasaki, Metroplex, Kenya Momesa and

Swindle.

Metroplex just continues on, and on, and on, and on. He cares for nothing, he

even says nothing unlike his fellow City-Former. He just keeps walking.

Something's calling to him. Something... familiar. Something... And whatever it

is, seems to have a very nice hold on the poor behemoth.

Trypticon follows behind Metroplex, sniffing the air with his olfactory

receptors. He's not sure what he's heading towards. But he's pretty sure it's

nice. And have pretty lights. Oooo shiny. He just keeps going, still

occasionally emitting. "Obey. Trypticon must obey. Pretty obey. Nice obey.

Trypticon obey." He follows his enemy. Odd they aren't fighting.

Sweepcraft <Scourge> pulls up even more, cutting his engines in on full. He

can't maintain like tihs for long, he just can't. So he transforms up into robot

mode. Ahhh, much better. Nice Anti-grav. Scourge love. His wings raise as he

flies full up into the sky, levelling a blast on Rodimus right as he sees

Metroplex and Trypticon walking by. He had missed them before. He let's loose

his blast, semi-distracted. A taunt was about to escape his lips, but now it's

confusion. "Uh, Rodimus. What in the name of Unicron? Both of our cities are

leaving...without a FIGHT."

Scourge strikes Rodimus Prime with HEAD! HEAD! HEADBLASTER, GOOOOO!.

Chimera keeps watching Metroplex and Trypticon prance off arm-in-arm with a

quizzical expression on her face, "Okay... " she says, and of course never saw

the wave of debris coming her direction. "OW!" she says, turning back to the

battle that she's been neglecting. And of course sees... Dynamo. Or what's left

of him. And hikes that direction, guns in hand... <No attack this round either>

The Sweepcraft busts open, reconfiguring into Sweep Commander Scourge.

Miya Sasaki is just loading Momesa in, waiting for a response from Streetwise,

when she's slammed by the force of Devestators rage. She's smacked up against

the side of the chopper, immediately breaking a few ribs and feeling what might

be a shoulder dislocation happen all at once. Her fall after the shockwave

passes results in a twisted ankle, and she's left in a heap on the ground for a

few moments before dragging herself to her feet. She coughs and tastes blood,

"Oh, that's no good." she murmers. Carefully dragging the door shut on the

Chopper with Momesa now safely inside, she drags herself into the cockpit,

"Gotta get back t' carrier." she fumbles with the controls while gasping for

air.

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "What in the name of Unicron?!  Trypticon, respond!"

<Decepticon> Trypticon says, "...Obey.  Trypticon obey."

[Armored] Kenya Momesa is not totally unconscious, thanks to Devastator. Two

gestalt in the same day seems to be too much for him.

Streetwise looks to Miya and says " I haven't got the faintest except they look

like the Gestalt commanders did then the Quints messed with them.

The world is mayhem, at this moment, with missiles, rockets, lasers, and other

projectiles of destruction- including a barrage of nasty metal pain thrown by a

cantankerous Green beserker. Yet Smokescreen stands resolute through it all,

keeping his poise perfect, despite the mayhem all about him and his own battered

and scorched armor.

    For, for all the things going on about, there's one particular goal that

Smokescreen's focused on- and that's making sure this Blackmail femme goes down.

Hard.

    "Autowimp? Oh, THAT'S original." he blocks the punch with one forearm,

swinging his left hand up to point into Blackmail's face, those machineguns

ready to give her a hot lead facial. But wait, what's this?

    *CLICK!*

    "Oh damn."

    And, with that said, Smokescreen flicks his wrist, and a tiny, holdout

pistol springs into his left hand, barrel looking rather small even at this

range. And so, he pulls the trigger.

Smokescreen misses Blackmail with his Bang. attack.

As the very ground beneath Blaster's feet ripples and jumps, it forces the

already fairly damaged communicator to slip off his feet, tossed straight up

into the air before slamming down hard on his back. To make it worse, a

collapsing defense tower shudders and snaps, swinging down and smashing down

across Blaster's thighs. Looking like hell, Blaster's flickering optics stare up

towards the sky, and he simply mutters, "Why me?"

Blaster transmits a message via radio to Elita One.

Blaster receives a radio transmission.

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "What in the blazes?  OBEY ME!"

<Decepticon> Trypticon says, "Trypticon...obey message.  Obey."

[Armored] Kenya Momesa climbs into the Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport>.

Rodimus Prime takes half a step back from Scourge's blast, but seems.... highly

intrigued by the fact Metroplex and Trypticon aren't fighting. "Primus...." He

murmurs to himself as he watches the titans simply walk away from the battle. He

shakes his head a moment, clearing it of the random thoughts racing through.

"Enough of this." Rodimus lifts his rifle and fires on Scourge again. Yes, he's

worried about Metroplex, but leaving his friends without cover fire is a

dangerous thing, and he refuses to be distracted now.

Miya Sasaki climbs into the Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport>.

Blaster receives a radio transmission.

Dynamo slowly gets to his feet, as Devastator unloads a tremendous, shattering

attack. He's barely able to shield from the effects, debris raining down and

bouncing off. Then he sees Chimera. . o O (Well, shit.) His optics glow,

sparking with surprisingly intense determination. One of his arms hangs limply,

motor relays savaged, but his other hand clenches, filled with blue-white,

crackling fire. <no attack>

Streetwise once again surveys the battle field and decides to give Blaster some

aid as he looses a couple of bursts from his pistol toward Chimera.

Rodimus Prime strikes Scourge with Photon Rifle <Low Power>.

Computron raises its huge arms to block the wave. And it does very little to

affect the Technobot combiner. "Datum: Devastator has made a tactical mistake.

Conclusion: Devastator will have to learn from said mistake," Computron states

and rushing towards the green gestalt, Compy swings both his larges arms

intending to hit the Decepticon and send it back. As it is, Computron's is

showing quite a decent amount of damage all over thanks to the kicking that Dev

has been delivering.

Computron strikes you with Silly Devvy! Gamma Wave is for kids! for 37 points of

damage.

Streetwise misses Chimera with his Photon Pistol (pain) attack.

Blackmail frowns at Scourge's cussin' noth that she'd say anything to his face,

she had to go change her armour last time she did that. in the same instant as

the punch missing she yelped as she saw the machine guns, grinning at they

jammed. Her grin soon faded as she saw that blaster, spinning around just as it

fired and pirouetting so that she was stood behind him now she flipped her sword

around in her arms and lunged at him, leaping to grab the Autobot in a

restraining lock from behind.

Blackmail succeeds in grasping Smokescreen, throwing him off-balance.

Scourge growls as electricity flails over his form, but he remains skyborn,

looking worse for wear. "Rodimus, you fool. Both of our cities are just walking

off. Blathering about obeying. Don't you think the fate of entire CITIES is a

bit important. Call of this fighting. Now. DECEPTICONS. CEASE FIRE! At once!" he

hates to say that, but he has to. He looks down to Rodimus, "There, Rodimus. You

do the same. Something is amiss here that goes far beyond our squabble. If those

cities fall into hands not Cybertronian..."

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> lifts off the ground shakily and turns

out to Sea, heading with best possible speed and sloppy control towards the

Atlantis, one would think the pilot was drunk or injured... and we know which.

Devastator has some nasty power behind him, and the pilot can attest to that.

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "ALL DECEPTICONS.  CEASE FIRE"

Sioux Attack Chopper <Shadow Transport> retreats from the area swiftly,

outdistancing all pursuit and parting shots.

<Autobot> Rodimus Prime says, "All Autobots on the island of NCC. CEASE FIRE. I

REPEAT. CEASE FIRE!"

Grimlock arrives from the NCC Central Hub to the north.

Chimera continues towards Dynamo. She's focused, isn't she? Dinged up a bit,

ignoring Streetwise's fire, and Blaster's predicament. She smiles at him, with

that not-quite friendly smile, "Well well well..." she says, dismissing a pistol

into subspace, and retrieving... a set of small blades. Some might identify them

as Throwing Stars... "Shall we dance?" she asks-- but stops as there is a shout

from someone she knows better than to ignore. Instead she toys with the blades,

giving the Autobot before her a ... smirk.

"DEVASTATOR DOESN'T NEED A LESSON. DEVASTATOR NEEDS TO.. GNAAAAAH!" The biggest

green transformer ever gets a punch square in his face. "DEVASTATOR WILL REND

YOU FOR THAT!" Scrapper and Bonecrusher wrap themselves around Computron's

body.. just as Scourge gives the order to cease fire. All of Devastators inner

voices have frustration at not exacting vengeance on Computron. And so, just

like a normal-sized bot might punch a wall when they are frustrated, Devasator

crushes Computron in the chest.

You strike Computron but fail to divert him from his calculations.

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "Constructicons, are you "Retarded?""

<Autobot> Kup says, "Where's my chip? Dagnabbit, I need an oil change!"

<Decepticon> Soundwave says, "Cease fire acknowledged. Awaiting further

orders..."

        The Autobot Leader speaks into his broadband radio. Now that Scourge has

called a cease fire he must honorably uphold it. He gazes out toward the two

escaping cityformers. "Metroplex, STOP!!" He yells out across his broadband

transmitter.

<Autobot> DepthCharge says, "Prime, Kup, this is DepthCharge here, we have the

chip and their energy device has been sabotaged."

<Autobot> Rodimus Prime says, "Elita, Get your team to the coastline,

doubletime. Metroplex and Trypticon are leaving....together."

<Autobot> Elita One says, "... Let's just hope we can make our way back home

with all that's /BEHIND/ us and /IN FRONT/ of us..."

<Autobot> Blaster says, "Uh... Can someone lend me a hand?  I, well...  Can't

feel my legs."

Ignoring everything he sees, Metros continues on his feet, to make his way out

of heeere and to a new happy place to feel. RThat sucked. But anyway, Metroplex

ignores Prime, he seems not to even notice Devastators Gamma Wave, as it barely

scratched its paint and without a response to Prime, the large Autobot city

continues moving on and on and on.

Streetwise hears the order cease fire and immediately holsters his pistol and

begins walking toward Jetfire to get him to the Typhoon.

Dynamo simply stares at Chimera, Rodimus's radio message still ringing in his

transceiver as he slowly straightens up... smoke leaking from his shoulder, his

chest armor more memory than reality as he turns with aching slowness to look at

Smokescreen and Blackmail. "You okay, Smokescreen?" he asks, ignoring Blackmail

for the moment, and Chimera as well, he limps over to Blaster, and

concentrates... laying a hand on the debris pinning Blaster's legs, he focuses

enough to move it a meter or so -- enough for Blaster to get loose.

Trypticon does not respond to the orders of Scourge over his radio, he just

lumbers onwards, slowly. "Trypticon. Obey." Can't he come up with a new line? He

seems to be trying to fight it, but to no avail. He keeps lumbering. Lumber

lumber. Lumberjack, ho!

Smokescreen blinks as Blackmail so gracefully slips out of the way of his

holdout blaster: a shame, really, as the expression on her face was so

completely delicious. He struggles as the Seeker femme gets her arms about his

frame, but melee combat never was his forte.

    With a lurch, Smokescreen swings about, breaking free, whipping his

Electro-Scrambler rifle up to point directly at his opponent's faceplate...and

that's when he gets the order to cease-fire.

    Smokescreen allows the rifle to linger in Blackmail's face for a few

moments, so as she can familiarize herself with the cavernous barrel of the

weapon. "I'll be fine, Dynamo." And so, he lowers his gun.

    This said, he turns to the matter at hand- departing Gestalts. Smokescreen

glances over to Rodimus. "I could peg Metroplex with chaff from here, Prime.

It'd slow him down...not sure how LONG, but I could do it."

Computron is about to retaliate against Devastator. However, the large combiner

stops on his tracks. "Datum: Rodimus Prime order overrides previous execution."

Compy steps back, and his atttention remains primarily on the Constructicon

beast, however the Technobot giant has stopped fighting.

Blaster looks up to Dynamo, nodding once to the other Decepticon as he scoots

back, removing the crushed forms of his shins from beneath the broken defense

tower. "Thanks, man. I owe you some energon when we get back to Iahex," he

grumbles, drawing up his knee and wincing as it ejects a shower of sparks.

"Least it still moves..."

Chimera isn't putting her weapons away. She's not that stupid. She's just toying

with that blade. Keeping her optics on her quarry. . .

Scourge grunts as he turns to scream at Trypticon, "You lumbering oaf, stop, and

stop now!" Nothing. He shakes his head, "What in the name of..." he soars down

to the ground, walking towards Rodimus. His claws are retracted as he walks

towards him and shakes his head, "If you have something to do with this,

Rodimus. Tell me now. It isn't funny. Otherwise, I think we /ALL/ have bigger

problems."

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "The cities leaving is of greater concern."

Devastator levels into Computron with all of his might, roaring with pleasure as

his purple fists (still coated with Jetfire's mech fluid, for those keeping

track). "COMPUTRON IS SMALL AND WEAK COMPARED TO THE MIGHT OF DE- ARRRGH!" 

Devastator suddenly stumbles backwards out of control. His right leg and central

purple chest piece abruptly crackles with blue energy. The most powerful robot

looks down in horror as the bickering starts up. What in blazes is going on?!

Our leg... what's wrong with our leg?! Retard? Why would ret... oh... OH!

EAAAAAGH! Devastator crumbles within himself, and where the mightiest Gestalt

ever once stood, now six Constructicons lay in a heap.

Devastator separates into the individual Constructicons.

Devastator has left.

Blackmail grumbles at the order, the moment Smokescreen slips out of the hold

and points the gun at her however she's grateful for it, she gazes towards

Smokescreen's face impassively, putting her hand up she gently pushes the barrel

away from her face smirking knowing that as an Autobot he won't show the

wingnuts to disobey.

Rodimus Prime shakes his head slowly in response to Scourge. "I haven't the

faintest idea......" He turns to Smokescreen. "Hit them both with it.... see if

you can slow them down any at all...." The matrix-bearer is puzzled indeed by

this. What in Primus' name is happening?

Streetwise arrives at the downed Air guardian and begins to haul him back to the

Typhoon and out of harms way.

Dynamo helps support Blaster as best he can, which isn't much as he's beat to

hell as well. However, both of -his- legs still work, at least, as he slowly

staggers towards the Typhoon. "I think we've had enough fun for one night,

Blaster," he gasps, pausing to catch his breath.

Grimlock soars upward into the sky.

Grimlock has left.

And on and on and on. Metro goes on, and on and on. And well, the large

City-Former continues on his quest to get outta here. He now starts to slowly

disappear into the sea. And away he goes!

Scrapper falls on the ground, laying in the fetal position. If he didn't have

his faceplate in the way, he'd be sucking his thumb to make himself feel better.

That word is a bitch of a thing to deal with. For the most part, Scrapper is

KOed despite Devastator still being relatively awake. Scrapper has truly learned

why it was a BAD idea to refer to Galvatron as a retard. BAD.

Computron separates into the individual Technobots.

Computron has left.

Trypticon follows, how creative

Smokescreen nods to Rodimus, the usual smirk on his features replaced by an

expression of grim determination. He stands stock still for a few moments,

calculating trajectories, wind loss, and other such vital information. "I hope

this works..." Smokescreen mutters, and then, he fires, rocket after rocket

streaking from his shoulder-mounted cannons, showering each of the massive

gestalts in salvos of dehabilitating little bits and pieces of metal.

    And finally, with one final *FWOOSH!* Smokescreen's launchers go 'click' as

they run dry. Question is, are his attacks nearly enough to slow the gargantuan

deserters?

Blackmail folds her arms and snorts as she walks away from the Autobot "Those

peashooters couldn't hurt me, what makes you think they'll damage two large

bozo's like that... Autobots.. no sense of mass..." She snipes snidely at him,

hey, she couldn't shoot at him so she had to get a crack in somewhere.

Blaster nods his thanks to Dynamo again as the other injured 'bot hefts up the

crippled communicator, wincing as his legs spark again. "Yeah... I think you hit

the nail on the head there, man," he mutters, glancing over his pock-marked and

melted form. "You know a good place for a vacation this time a' year?"

Mixmaster and Scrapper, Being the lower two Constructicons, happen to deal with

being landed on by their four brothers. "Get your foot offa my Digger,

Long-Haul!" "Do I have to carry Scrapper off now?" "That's not his foot,

Scavenger!" "Get off me before I have to pummel you all!" Mixmaster patiently

waits for them all to stop fighting and start getting off him. "LAST PERSON TO

GET OFF MY CHROME GETS AN EYEFUL OF ACID!"

It's at that precise moment that Hook lands directly on Mixmaster. *CLANG*

Scourge turns to look at the Autobots, "Leave, now. This battle is over. Take

your allies. Both of our factions have bigger problems then each other now.

Someone has taken our cities. And they can't mean good things towards us, now

can they?"