->Within the lounge at the predacon base a transmission comes in...<-

 

<Earth> UN 7th Tactical fleet command, "Understood General Briar, apologies for

speaking on broadband channels, flagship is having com problems."

 

<Decepticon> Scrapper says, "Uh... sensors are detecting ships entering New

Crystal City's vacinity."

 

<Decepticon> Headstrong says, "so why don't you send some of the gumbies out

there and see if you can't "borrow" some energon from them."

 

<Decepticon> Scrapper says, "/Me/? You want /me/ to go out there to where the

fleet is? No, Headstrong, ol' buddy, that sounds like a job for you."

 

<Decepticon> Headstrong says, "I figured as much.  Rampage and I will go check

out the situation.  Prep the Despoiler I have a feeling we may want the energon

pump."

 

<Decepticon> Scrapper sarcastically replies, "Gee, yes /sir/, Mr. Headstrong

sir."

 

 

 

->Out over the open ocean Headstrong and rampage arn't having much luck. <-

 

<Decepticon> Headstrong not sounding at all pleased about this.  "Where did you

say those ships were?"

 

Headstrong looks over to rampage. "spread out we can cover a biger area that

way."

 

 

 

->Headstrong moves to austraien cost while rampage checks the great reef.<-

South Pacific - Indonesia/Australian Coast

 

Within the UN Atlantis <Atlantis>, Michael Briar nods from the bridge, though

why is a mystery to him, none of the bots could see him. He looks over at a

screen showing the deck officer's head from a video camera. "Deck officer,

launch the bots ASAP, and where's my Cat's eye recon?"

 

The deck officer says, "Autobots, you are cleared to launch, and we'll be

launching the recon plane after them."

 

Typhoon> Rodimus Prime transmits a message via radio.

 

Air Raid receives a radio transmission.

 

Skydive takes a sidelong glance at Air Raid, he grins but he shakes his head

also, "V Formation Raid. You fly my wing break ranks only if you have to

attack." with that Skydive transforms as well. Then as he is told he takes

off....

Skydive shifts into his F-16 mode.

 

Transmission from Rampage: I got nothin' over here near the reef.

 

Typhoon> Rodimus Prime stands up as his radio blips. "Alright Autobots, We have

inbound Decepticons. Get up on deck and prepare to repel them." <someone give

that bot an eyepatch and a hook hand.>

 

Air Raid transmits a message via radio to Rodimus Prime.

Typhoon> Rodimus Prime receives a radio transmission from Air Raid.

 

Headstrong flys down just below the cloud line to get a view of the area. He

makes a nice dark spot in the sky but then the ammased fleet isn't that hard to

miss ither. Headstrong sends out a messege and dives back into the clouds for

cover.

 

Typhoon> Smokescreen blinks his optics, shocked. "Safer?" he can't help but ask,

tone hurt, almost insulted. "Are you trying to insinuate that I can't handle a

little bit of water?" he crosses his arms. "It's just a...tactical matter. I

mean, as long as we're stuck on the decks of our respective ships, there's not

much we can really DO; the Decepticons have Arial Superiority, as to be

expected..." he trails off as Rodimus speaks of the inbound decepticons.

"...Where's Broadside when you need him?" he quips to nobody in particular. "Or

Seaspray? Anyone seen him?" even still, he's heading up the stairs as he says

this.

 

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) doesn't launch right away, per his most

recent orders from Rodimus Prime. He holds back, cutting in his external

speakers. "Hang on, Skydive. Prime says to wait a moment."

 

Typhoon> Rodimus Prime transmits a message via radio.

 

Headstrong transmits a message to Scrapper: I found them and they are definetly

hostile I count several autobot and terran's and they look ready for a war.

 

Transmission from Scrapper: #$#2009@.

 

Headstrong transmits a message to Scrapper: I don't copy say again.

 

Typhoon> Overload grumbles to himself, "Great, Decepticons... I really didn't

feel like goin' for a swim..." Against his better judgement he climbs towards

the deck hatch, ready for some high-sea hyjinx.

 

Transmission from Scrapper: Wonderful... I'm on my way.

 

Within the UN Atlantis <Atlantis>, An ensign says, "Sir, multiple bogies inbound

from the island."

 

Briar nods and while getting up he says, "Alert the bots if they haven't been

already, I'm stepping out." He looks back before heading down to the exo

launching deck, "All gunners, prepare to repel their assault and don't fire till

you see the red of their optics!" Dramatic isn't he? He walks down towards where

his Glaive II is being kept and climbs in. The side doors of the ship opens

allowing the exo-suit to stop out into the open, then launch from the extended

platform with an explosion of fire and energy.

 

Within the UN Atlantis <Atlantis>, Michael Briar dons an EDC exo flight suit.

Within the UN Atlantis <Atlantis>, Michael Briar suits up and seals Exo-Suit

<Glaive II> around himself.

Within the UN Atlantis <Atlantis>, Exo-Suit <Glaive II> starts up smoothly,

generator softly humming.

 

<Decepticon> Scrapper says, "Any Decepticon, report the New Crystal City defense

line. Don't engage them... lets just watch for now."

 

Rampage moves into the area, scouting for his bro, as well as the vessels that

are being reported in the area. Seeing the ship, he observes for a moment, then

receives a radio message and falls back towards NCC, weapons ready.

 

Typhoon> Rodimus Prime heads for the main hatch quickly, drawing his rifle from

subspace as he goes.

 

An F-16C responds, "I could hold up if I wanted to take a swim. Negative Air

Raid. I will circle the carrier." he says. And he does just that, after a

successful launch he banks hard and sets up a perimeter around the Carrier.

 

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) chuckles mechanically. "I think I'll join

you, bro. Since I'm guessing we'll have permission to engage soon." With that,

his twin engines roar, and he zooms into the air. "Let's go kick some aft!"

 

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 march behind Scrapper.

 

Typhoon> The Technobot present simply follows the leader and heads out to do his

thing. Nosecone doesn't seem in a hurry to go out, but he does produce his

weapon as he does this, and his optics seem to faintly glow.

 

Headstrong draws his weapons and gets ready for combat, to bad theres no land

around looks like headstrong will have to make do with the airel combat for now.

He waits in the clouds for help to arive.

 

Scrapper stands on the deck of the Despoiler as the mighty Decepticon ship cuts

through the waves. A squadron of Decepticon gumbies stand with him, looking on

nervously at the approaching EDC fleet and the Autobot submarine. "Holy

shazbot!" Scrapper's jaw drops behind his faceplate, and he looks around

nervously. "Boy oh boy I hope they're just here for a friendly discussion..."

 

<Decepticon> Scrapper says, "Headstrong, Rampage, meet up with me at the

Despoiler."

 

Rampage continues to pull back, heading towards the new arrivals, particularly

looking forward to being able to use the Despoiler as cover from the assualt

force which has just materialized in front of him.

 

Headstrong puts himself into a dive heading for the deck of the decepticons flag

ship. When he nears Headstrong filps around so that he softens the landing

impact on the ship. There is still a loud CLANG as the predacon lands and

musters with the rest of the troops.

 

Rodimus Prime strides up onto the deck of the typhoon and scans the horizon off

in the distance toward NCC. "Stand ready Autobots....While tactically the

Decepticons are no match for this fleet, that doesn't mean Galvatron won't bring

his troops out with guns blazing anyway." The Autobot leader holds his rifle at

the ready, awaiting the arrival of the Decepticons.

 

Galvatron <Cannon Mode> flies from Trypticon, his optics blazing a burning

crimson. He narrows his optics and then halts in mid-air as he observes the

battle. The Decepticon leader straightens and then takes charge of the

situation, his optical ridges furrowing. "I WANT THEM ALL DESTROYED! NONE MAY

DEFILE MY TROPICAL PARADISE! NOBODY!" he raves.

The large energy cannon transforms into the Decepticon leader, GALVATRON.

 

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 all stand around nervously, pointing their guns

at the approaching fleet even though they're way out of range. It makes them

feel better. "I think we're screwed..." one comments. "I /know/ we're

screwed..." comes the reply.

 

An F-16C waggles the wing having heard the last order and emits over his PA,

"Raid, follow me in." he sighs before finishing this comment, "I will try to

avoid conflict but..." with that Skydive picks a nice quiet piece of sky and

makes a run for it.

 

Overload looks up at the big red leader as he gets his pistol ready. "Er...

probably shouldn't say that, cheif... Soon as you say they can't destroy

somethin', it usually spontaneously combusts and such."

 

Smokescreen stands on deck, electro-disruptor rifle at the ready, optics locked

on the large Decepticon battleship and the varying targets on it. His readouts

whirr and whizz as he begins to assign himself targets for the ensuing melee,

calculating ranges and trajectories as needed.

 

Rodimus Prime chuckles at Overload and nods. "Its kinda like telling Magnus to

relax....always makes him short a fuse...." He again speaks into his broadband

radio in response to Air Raid.

 

Scrapper is very relieved now that Galvatron has come to help out. Scrapper is

no tactician, despite being a member of the High Command. Drawing out his laser

pistol, the Constructicon nods to Galvatron. "You heard him... all engines, full

speed ahead!" Scrapper's confident because he knows the Despoiler can take a

beating. The naval ship, along with its occupants, all lurch forward as the

craft speeds up.

 

Twin Twist follows Rodimus Prime onto the exposed deck of the Typhoon. Cradled

in his hands is a rather large chromed rifle, one just a bit too oversized for

the size of this mech. "So wot's thuh plan, Rodahmus? Hold 'r po-si-shun heah?"

 

Nosecone is also standing on the deck, if a bit apart from the others. His own

weapon is out and he waits for further instructions. Ready to unleash hell on

whatever comes his way.

 

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) banks to the left, coming to wheel back

around the fleet as ordered, his exterior speakers still on, and it probably

shouldn't be hard to hear the Aerialbot muttering. "Man, I wanna put some holes

in Decepticons." Air Raid != Diplomat.

 

F-15 Jet <Comcast> dives down from the skies, the fracas unfolding in front of

him. His visual-input detects several opponents.. including.. well, looks as if

he'll make good on his word sooner than expected. He shifts his trajectory so

that he hurtles directly towards Skydive.

 

Rampage watches as the bright orange target Nosecone comes out onto the deck. He

trains his lightining rifle towards the Technobot, but just keeps him tracked as

Scrapper gives the command to hold fire. Just as he thinks that he will be

absorbing some shots, Galvatron comes and gives him the go-ahead. Being the guy

that Rampage is, he doesn't have to think twice. The Predacon checks his shot

once more, then charges forth, letting fly a burst of lightining.

 

Headstrong takes a forward position amungst the gumbie platoon. "Everyone get a

gun and a harpoon, this is going to get close quarters real fast." With that the

predacon charges up his rifle and unsheathes his sword warping the area around

him like a giant lense so that now the predacon will be safer from attacks.

"Everyone set! Fire when you get a shot."

 

Scrapper still stands on top of the Despoiler. The mighty vessel rings out,

firing massive ballistic slugs and rockets a wide forward arc, trying to hit as

many of the EDC ships at once. The chances of doing much damage to anything but

the smallest ship is minimal, but Cons aren't known for going out with a

whimper. Scrapper, meanwhile, draws his pistol and gets ready to do some

sniping. He considers his target. He sees Rodimus and a bunch of others... and

he sees Twin Twist. "Hmmm..." He looks over his shoulder at the Seeker squadron,

"I'll handle Twin Twist. All you guys have to do is deal with Rodimus! Well...

have fun!"

 

Rampage strikes Nosecone with 60,000 volt lightining.

 

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 stares back at the Constructicon and aim their

weapons nervously from the deck of the Despoiler towards the deck of the

Atlantis. "Woo..." The six warriors transform into various Seeker forms and take

off, strafing the Atlantis, and one particular Autobot Leader.

The soldiers of Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 attack Rodimus Prime under

orders from Scrapper.

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 misses Rodimus Prime with its Punch attack.

 

Scrapper never attacked Twin Twist. You must have imagined it. Instead, he had

focused his weaponry upon everyone's favorite Technobot, apparently hoping that

Nosecone will kill Rampage and not him.

Scrapper strikes Nosecone with Constructicon Pistol.

 

Scourge soars down from above. His optics narrowing upon the sight before them.

They dare?! How could they. No one attacks Lord Galvatron's city. No one. His

wings lower as he falls towards the snowy embankment of NCC, yes folks remember,

it is quite snowy here right now. He stops, wings rising to fire space verniers

underneath. Along with Anti-grav, this brings him to a complete stop. His face

turns into a brutal snarl as he screams out, "Death to all who dare attack our

island. Decepticons. ATTACK! Take no prisoners!" He fires his jets, streaking

towards one particular aerialbot. One that he still has unfinished business

with. "Aerialbot, you dare attack us?" His head cannon spits out minor fire

towards the jet, testing it's manueverability.

Scourge strikes Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) with HEAD! HEAD! HEADBLASTER,

GOOOOO!.

 

Smokescreen furrows his brow as the decepticon battleship plows forward, noting

the massive ranks of Decepticons on board. He doesn't particularly care for this

situation; especially given the fact that he has little room to maneuver in his

vehicular form.

Even still, Smokescreen still knows how to contribute to the fracas; noting the

flight of 'cons strafing the Fearless Leader, Smokescreen takes aim and lets a

salvo of shoulder-mounted rockets fly, exploding in their midst, showering them

with radar-deabilitating chaff!

Smokescreen strikes Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with his Electro-disruptor

Missiles attack.

 

As the burst of lightning hits him, Nosecone grunts. "Now... that, that hurt,"

the Technobot mutters. He may be methodical, he may appear slow, but he's still

a Technobot and he can't just sit around and wait for things to happen. He

raises his weapon and points at.... "Dammit, would you guys stop it already?"

Boom, he fires at Scrapper.

Nosecone strikes Scrapper with X-Ray Pistol <Single Shot>!.

 

<Exo-Suit> Michael Briar flies along heading up towards the cons, his twin

engines spitting out thrust pushing up into the sky. He gulps hard and then

clenches his teeth and readies for the incoming laser barrages, "Ok EDC and

Autobots, let's go to work..." He scans his targets, which are coming up in

green dots on his HUD. He looks over towards Scourge and takes a quick pot shot

with his rifle at him. Right now he's just opening shots left and right, doing

what he can with what he's got.

Exo-Suit <Glaive II> misses Scourge with its heavy rail gun attack.

 

An F-16C finally finds that peaceful piece of sky above the action. He can't

help but pause for a moment to watch the flying techniques of the Seekers

attacking the Sub, "Interesting" he mumurs. But just then his sensors

bleep..Comcast...when did he get here. Skydive banks hard to get out of the way

of the incoming Jet but makes his way towards the island, "Air Raid, remember

hte objective." he calls out.

 

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) is hit by Scourge, and banks left, taking the

blast on his armored back, but still getting a pretty good hole in him.

"Aww....hell." He says, his boosters engaging so he can quickly turn around,

locking on the Decepticon hunter with his missiles. "Hey! Shave!" He then

responds to Skydive. "I'd love to bro. There's just this problem with Scourge I

need a little help with."

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) strikes Scourge with Sidewinder Missiles.

 

            Rodimus looks up at the group of seekers that Scrapper sends hurtling toward

him. "You know.... I've seen stupidity before, but this group of rejects doesn't

even look fully assembled...." He shakes his head, aiming his rifle up toward

the gumby-cons and firing a volley of shots in their direction. "Hope you chumps

like swimming....."

Rodimus Prime strikes Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with Photon Rifle <Low

Power>.

 

F-15 Jet <Comcast> cannot allow Skydive to succeed in breaking the Decepticon's

line. He rapidly closes the distance until he is right behind Skydive.

"Sometimes I hate being right...," Comcast says to Skydive as he meets his

Aerialbot opponent head on, increasing his velocity as the two jets are about to

collide. If there was any regret in his voice as he said that, it is unlikely

any of his fellow Decepticon's picked it up.

F-15 Jet <Comcast> misses Skydive with his attack.

 

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 immediately scatter upon their failed attempt

to hit Rodimus Prime. Maybe they just weren't trying. That way, Rodimus won't

bother shooting them back! Ahhh, it's the Scrapper philosophy. Before they can

regroup and fire again, a thick smog rolls over them, clinging to their metal.

"I can't see!" One of them shouts out so the idiot kids at home can figure out

what's going on. "This fog has made us blind and unable to shoot back!" The

Decepticons shoot back anyways, however, firing lasers in all directions, but

hitting nothing as the smoke slowly wears off.

 

Scrapper's plan to shoot Nosecone with a weak shot so that the Technobot won't

shoot him back fails, and Scrapper gets a taste full of pistol in return. "Oof!"

The Constructicon falls backwards and lands on his tushie. With the Despoiler's

weaponry blazing out in all directions against the EDC fleet, Scrapper decides

/not/ to leave the safety of the ship just yet. Instead, he switches his pistol

to another setting. Now who should he attack... ah, might as well help out the

poor Seekers. "Hey Rodimus... eat blazing hot death!" Or a stun gun. Either way.

Scrapper misses Rodimus Prime with his Putting the enemy down for the Long Haul

attack.

 

Headstrong watches as the seekers take to the sky and assult the autobot leader

only to get struck by a third party. Headstrong runs to the edge of the ship and

leaps off. With a mighty roar the predacon flys for Smokescreen "Your fight is

over here!" Headstrong dosn't bother slowing down or even useing a weapon he

just aims and flys smashing whatever gets in his way.

Smokescreen evades your Tackle attack.

 

Rampage continues his assualt, not fully sure why the Autobot has chosen to

attack someone else. His rifle still locked in on the orange head of the

Technobot, he fires off another shot, this time firing his anti-grav thrusters

after the blast to close the distance between himself and his prey.

Rampage strikes Nosecone with electricity burst <low voltage>.

 

Scourge growls as the missile explodes on his chest. Armor flies downwards into

the sea as Scourge goes plummeting towards the icy waves. So, Air Raid wants to

play rough, does he? Fine by Scourge. He'll give the jet a new meaning of rough.

His wings flare open right before he hits the waves, stopping him. He snarls

out, "You want it the hard way, Autobot. Very well. Let the hunt begin. I hope

you're on good terms with your maker. Prepare...for termination!" The sweep

transforms into sweepcraft mode, his main weapon charging as he gains lock on

the jet. It discharges it's fury as the craft heads higher into the skies.

Scourge's wings fold in as his body reconfigures into a sweepcraft.

Sweepcraft <Scourge> strikes Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) with Termination

Cannon.

 

Tactics, that's why he chose another target. Or so, Nosecone likes to think.

Rampage hits him once more, and the Technobot grunts. "Now lets see... There,

that looks like a good shot," he states raising his weapon again and shooting at

Rampage this tome.

Nosecone strikes Rampage with X-Ray Pistol <Wave Shot>!.

 

An F-16C dives quickly out of the way of Comcast and his fuselage. "Hold on for

just a while longer Raid." he says as he banks to take care of his own problem

at the moment. He doesn't respond to Comcast this time rather he fires a low

powered attack. Seems as if he doesn't really want to blow this guy out of the

sky.

An F-16C strikes F-15 Jet <Comcast> with Wimpy Laser.

 

ZORP!

 Oh, that's a satisfying sound, Smokescreen has to admit, as his chaff rockets

do their wonderful work amongst the squad of Seeker Mooks. "I love my job." he

exclaims, in typical autobot Enthusiastic manner.

 Of course, as he notes this, Smokey can't help but note the inbound orange

predacon- "Is it?" he quips, neatly sidestepping the beast. "Thanks for

informing me, as I wasn't quite sure where the fighting REALLY was; I tend to

get lost, y'see." And, with that said, Smokescreen swings one fist out to whack

Headstrong in the face before he dances back, hoping to avoid retaliation

Smokescreen strikes you with Punch for 6 points of damage.

 

<Exo-Suit> Michael Briar shouts out chasing after the sweep craft, his engines

unable to keep the smaller suit up with he sweep craft. He pulls away from the

sweep and starts arcing around towards the Despoiler. His chest panels open and

a lone mini-missile streaks out towards the ship. Micahel can tell this is going

to be one of those long drawn out fights.

 

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) is hit, and hit very hard, and loses control

of his flight for a moment. He's having trouble figuring out which end is up,

and which is down. Only thing to do here is to transform. At least it changes

where his center of mass is, making it easier for him to fall straight.

Whereupon he realizes that he's falling straight down. "Dammit. Little HELP

HERE!" He calls out, before transforming back into his jet mode and pulling up

out of his dive, swinging his nose back around at Scourge and firing off a shot.

Air Raid is no coward, but he knows when he's out matched. He also knows when

he's not likely to get any backup. "Hey! Scourge! Eat it!" Works for humans.

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) strikes Sweepcraft <Scourge> with Laser

Gatling Gun.

 

            Rodimus smiles, satisfied with the results of both his attack and

Smokescreen's. "Alright Autobots, lets turn up the heat!" Just about that time,

his peripheral sensors detect an incoming shot and the cagy veteran

instinctively hits the deck. His head turns slowly to take note of the

trajectory and trace it right back to....yup. That cowardly green engineer.

"Scrapper......." He grumbles just a bit and stands up, looking a little

irritated that Scrapper made him eat some deckplate and scratch his cool

paintjob. His rifle is raised again, this time aimed toward the Constructicon

leader. "How about you take a break....ya look tired."

Rodimus Prime strikes Scrapper with his Stun Beam attack.

 

Sweepcraft <Scourge> laughs as the cannon impacts against the little aerialbot.

"Yes! That's it. Feel my FURY!" He watches as the jet falls, circling it,

waiting for an oppurtunity to strike. Ever the oppurtunist is the infernal

denizen of Unicron. But the weakling recovers. "My, how quaint. He lived. We'll

fix that." The laser scores his underside, causing armor to melt and crack. The

sweepcraft dives, whirling downards towards his enemies, firing off a blast from

it's disruptor array as it's main weapons systems recharge.

Sweepcraft <Scourge> misses Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) with his Forward

Disruptor Beams attack.

 

Scrapper hates it when irony bites him in the butt. The Constructicon watches as

Rodimus evades the shot. Well, at least Scrapper made the Autobot leader fall

down, so that's a plus. "What are you blathering about, Prime?" He asks Rodimus,

"I'm not tired at all. Actually, I'm feeling qui-" ZZZZZAP! Scrapper falls down,

fast asleep.

 

That wimpy laser HURT Comcast. But he still acknowledges Skydive is pulling his

attacks. "You think I'm going to bother with weak shots? DO YOU?!" Translation:

You can spare my life later, right now we've got jobs to do. The Red Seeker

quickly catches up with Skydive. If he manages to knock the Jet in the water,

which should occupy another Autobot to rescue him. Once he is directly above

him, he transforms and tries to punch him square in one of his wings, hopefully

throwing his balance off.

The sounds of gears whirring and a jet engine dying down can be heard, as

Comcast shifts his form into his natural state.

Comcast manages to connect a blow on Skydive's frame

 

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 finally recover from the chaff and form back up

around one central leader. The Seekers prime up their rockets and begin

searching for targets. "Well well... what's this? Do I see AUTOBOTS IN THE

AIR?!" One of them shouts. A Tetrajet snorts in annoyance, "Come on... lets show

the Autobots that only the Decepticons rule the skies!" The Seekers begin

tracking Skydive, knowing that Scourge might get ticked off should they

interfere in his fight with Air Raid. Six rockets spew out, tracking the

Aerialbot.

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 misses Skydive with his attack.

 

Rampage continues his descent towards the Technobot, so intent on getting there

in fact, that he takes the shot head on, not realizing the damage it would do.

The shell eats away at his systems, temporarily shutting down his flight

systems. He manages to guide himself onto the deck which Nosecone stands on, but

with a thud. He slowly shakes it up, drawing his thermo-sword from subspace.

Leaping from the ground towards the Technobot, he inverts his sword, attempting

to use the power of his legs to smash the Autobot's jaw.

 

Headstrong flys for Smokescreen who deftly moves out of the way and plants one

on him molmetarily distracting the predacon. headstrong still on an inbound

course crashes into deck of the Tyhoon. Headstrong is all to familure with this

place and gets up in a snap. Focusing intently on Smockescreen Headstong

sholders his rifle "alright budy you want it time to get it." The predacon

charges and swings mightaly with his sword it carcles and warps making a slight

rainbow in the seaspray as it cuts for Smokescreen.

You strike Smokescreen with Chop.

 

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) manages to roll away from Scourge's attack,

calling out. "Hey! I think your beard got in your eyes on that one, Scourge.

MISSED ME!" He banks away, spinning to bring himself around so that he can see

Scourge. But they're both moving through the air too quickly for any serious

lined up shot, so instead he approximates as best he can and opens up with his

guns. "Hold still!"

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) misses Sweepcraft <Scourge> with his 20mm

Gatling guns attack.

 

An F-16C is suddenly the object of a few more Cons attention. He dips and dives

and barrels to avoid the rockets that are flying at him. Yup, Skydive -is- the

flier among his group, yet he forgets abotu Comcast above him transforming and

the jerk does connect with a punch. The punch does indeed send Skydive towards

the water and SPLASH. He hits it....and goes down...

Skydive changes back into his Robot mode.

 

"D'yaaagh, ah'm blind!!" Twin Twist cries out, cradling his silvery optics with

his hand. The dimuinitive Jumpstarter stumbles around the deck of the Typhoon,

trying to make his way as he struggles through his perceived darkness. His blind

antics just happen to save his life, as he swoops and ducks about, he avoids

certain doom from the lasers of both friends and foes. Suddenly, though, Twin

Twist stands up straight. Lowering his hand, his silver optics flicker in a

blinking motion. "Oh.. wait, ah kin see. Ah just had mah optiks off.

Nevahmind!!" Of course, when Twin Twist actually looks around, he notices a

squadron of Decepticons sweeping about the airspace. "Oh no! Dey's

everah-wheres! An' dey've got armah! An' deres no way out! How'z ah gonna turn

thuh tide against dis evil wave!?!" The Jumpstarter suddenly sports a cheshire

grin, as if he knew something you didn't. What does he know? He knows that he's

holding a rather large weapon in his hand. Raising that great big chrome rifle

into the air, Twin Twist takes aim. "..ANY WAY AH CANS." Cradling the underside

of his weapon with his left hand, our hero leaps into the air. He squeezes back

on the trigger, unloading round after round of explosive power.

*CHOOMCHOOMCHOOM* Y'all gonna make him act the fool, up in here, up in here!

Twin Twist strikes Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with Semi-Automatic

Rifle-Cannon.

 

Rodimus Prime chuckles just a bit as Scrapper hits the deck. "How's it feel to

chew deckplating Scrapper?" Now while Rodimus isn't usually one to attack a

fallen enemy, Scrapper is just that annoying. Besides, he knows his stun-beam

didn't cause any real damage. Therefore its easy to rationalize firing on him

again. But, the Autobot leader isn't without pity for the poor constructicon.

Now that their leader has abandoned them he sees no need for anything more than

just pushing the Decepticons back to NCC. Rodimus raises an arm and fires a few

bolts of energy from his wrist-mounted disruptors, just a little wake-up call

for Scrapper.

Rodimus Prime strikes Scrapper with Wrist Blaster.

 

Smokescreen throws his forearm up as he notes Headstrong swinging that sword,

managing to take the majority of the blow in a more armored part of his

forearm...but it's none too pleasant, even still.

 But despite this one wound, Smokescreen fights on, undaunted. "Really

Headstrong, I've got to wonder just WHAT you're doing here...I mean, charging

into the middle of an Autobot battleship...not all that bright, if you ask me."

this said, he whips his electro-rifle up with his non-wounded arm and pulls the

trigger, sending a bolt of blue lightning out at his opponent with a tell tale

*KRA-KOOOWWW!* of a thunderbolt.

Smokescreen strikes you with Electricity for 13 points of damage.

 

<Exo-Suit> Michael Briar flies past the despoiler and swings back around making

a bee line for the Atlantis. He lands on the deckplating of the rocking ship,

auto cannons rattling mightily nearby causing the whole deck to shake. Briar

looks over at Rodimus saying, "Nice shot Prime..."

 

The blow from Rampage connects, and Nosecone's head snaps to the side. "Alright.

This is getting tiresome," the Technobot states, and letting his gun go

temporarily into storage, he launches a solid hook at Rampage, trying to knock

it back.

Nosecone misses Rampage with its Drilling Punch! attack.

 

What exactly has Overload been up to? He dove away from Rodimus back when the

swarm of Seekers straffed the deck and after that he nearly disappeared.

Managing to avoid the barrage, he still bounced hard on his chestplate and

nearly slid off the deck of the sub. Grumbling something about high profile

targets he finally pulls his heavy skidplate back up, and gets back to his feet.

The fast-moving seekers are already gone, leaving the old medic slightly

disappointed, until he sees Rampage storming the deck with sword in hand.

Jackpot, time buck some serious shawsh. Drawing both his blades Overload charges

across the deck.

 

Sweepcraft <Scourge> chuckles as he rolls out of the way of the shot. "My beard?

How preposterous. I know you aerialbots are jealous that we sweeps are vastly

superior to your pathetic forms. However, I do believe you can come up with a

better insult than "Your beard got in the way." How pathetic. Really. You aren't

even worth the hunt. It truly makes me sick. You don't even understand the honor

I am about to bestow you. To be killed by Scourge." he fires his drives to full,

headed right towards the jet, "Then again, you also didn't realize I was just

setting you up for THIS!" the sweep craft tries to blow right into the F-15,

"That's for imitating a seeker...badly!"

Sweepcraft <Scourge> strikes Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) with Sweep RIKE

NEENJA CORKSCREW! Ram.

 

Headstrong slices into Smokescreen and presses on the attack unfortunetly the

bot is able to not only hold his ground but manages to speak as we. Headstrong

responds through gritted teeth. "You bots are nothing I could take out this

whole ship if...gaagh." headstrong is cut off in mid sentance by smokescreens

blast of energy it crackles around the predacon for a while but he manages to

keep in close quarters. "you'll pay for that!" Headstrong pulls up a foot and

kicks at Smokescreen while backing off at the same time hoping to get a little

distance between them in the already cramped area.

Smokescreen evades your Forward stomp attack.

 

'Nice shot Prime.' You asshole, Briar. Rodimus shot a guy who was /sleeping/.

/Sleeping/! The Constructicon gets shot up by the Autobot Leader. Thankfully,

this wakes him up. "Gaaah!" he shouts, trying to dance out of the way of the

wrist lasers. "What the Heck happened to me?! Has Mixmaster been spiking my

energon again?!" He looks around, confused. Spotting the source of his damage,

Scrapper decides to do the proud, Decepticon thing and never ever bother Rodimus

again. Let some other loser deal with him. Instead, he decides to help out a

Predacon. Rampage in this case. Readying his pistol, he fires off a powerful

shot.

Scrapper strikes Nosecone with Devastating blast.

 

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 is joined by Comcast, making seven Decepticon

warriors who have itchy trigger fingers and want to shoot someone down. They see

Skydive splash into the water and figure he's gone forever. "Oh man, that's what

I love about Autobots. They're so easy to beat." Another replies, "They're

easier to beat than a suspect in shackles." The first hmms, "It's pretty easy to

beat a suspect in shackles, chief." The chief smiles, "I know. That's the joke,

see. It's on the Autobots, and their easy beatability. A third pipes up, "I

don't know what's more pathetic. The fact that we mock them or that they shall

never ever know. EVER." Before this exchange can continue, however, Idiot Boy- I

mean, Twin Twist figures out how to open his optics and shoot. The explosive

rifle rounds strike one of the Seekers, causing him to scream in pain. The rest

lock onto the Jumpstarter with their Seeker lasers, "Time to go two for two!"

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 strikes Twin Twist with Lasers.

 

Rampage connects with the hilt of his sword and continues to move past his

opponent with the momentum of his strike. As he lands, he follows his momentum

into a dive roll right under the arm of Nosecone. With the Technobot off balance

from a shot that strikes him from across the water, Rampage throws out a leg

attempting to put the Autobot onto the ground.

Rampage strikes Nosecone with leg sweep.

 

Skydive transforms as he spalshes into the ater coming back up eventually. When

he surfaces his gun is in his hand because the last thing he saw was Scourge in

the water. When he looks around Scourge is inthe air ramming into his Bro. Not

Good, not good at all. What to do, can't launch from the water.... Ah HA!

Skydive taps a few buttons on his rifle and trains it on Scourge. A white beam

of energy bolts out in an attempt to short circuit Scourges systems. The he

swims towards the atlantis to ge airbourne again.

Skydive strikes Sweepcraft <Scourge> with his EMP attack.

 

"Ok, that's it. This is going beyond tiresome to stupid," he says, and lo and

behold he takes a shot right on the chest-plate, and very off balance indeed, he

ends up flat on his back as Rampage delivers with his leg. "Fine, you guys want

to play rough, we'll play rough," and he now produces a battle axe, one that

glows with energy as he pushes himself up and swings the axe at the same time,

intending to get Rampage to fall back a bit.

Nosecone strikes Rampage with Energized Battle Axe!.

 

"Of course you could." Smokescreen notes, hopping backwards as Headstrong

barrels forwards. "I mean, look at you, with that scary orange armor and the big

sword. I mean, you're not overcompensating for anything. Really!" he mocks his

opponent, backing up, bending his knees ever so- and then he leaps forwards!

 For it seems that Smokescreen is going for sheer arial height in his jump,

hoping to clear over Headstrong's...head- though it's a shame that Smokey can't

actually fly, as he's forced to kick backwards at the guy's head to make the

full jump. Seems Smokey's not going to the olympics anytime soon.

Smokescreen strikes you with Stumble for 5 points of damage.

 

Both lasers catch Twin Twist at the wrist servo, overloading the internal

circuits. His hand reflexively opens, tossing his chromed weapon to the back of

the Typhoon's deck. "Aaagh!" The Jumpstarter grunts, clutching his wounded hand.

"Yoose Duhceptikons wanna go two fo' two? WELL AH KIN DELIVAH!" Looking around

the deck, the Autobot manages to find Rodimus Prime doing a fair bit of battling

of his own. Twin Twist blinks for a second. Rodimus is a fairly large

Transformer, right? Right. He breaks off into a stride, charging right for the

Autobot Commander's back. "S'cooz me, Prime!" Twin Twist grabs hold of Rodimus's

shoulders and uses the larger Autobot as a means to launch himself into the air.

Shooting into the sky, the Jumpstarter quickly flips his legs onto his chest and

exposes those twin drills. Where Nosecone fails, TWIN TWIST excels! With a

little boost from his turbo-drive's verniers, he aims his falling tank body

right for those two Decepticons. Double your pleasure, double your fun!

Twin Twist flips his legs onto his chest and becomes a drill tank!

Drill Tank strikes Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with Get Twisted!.

 

Rodimus Prime smiles down to General Briar. "Thanks...but it wasn't really all

that difficult to blast Scrapper. He's kindof a... slow target." He then hears

the impact of the mid-air collision Scourge just caused and turns his gaze

toward the Sweep Commander just in time to see Skydive fire at him. "Excuse me

General..... I have a bearded freak to deal with....." Rodimus again raises his

rifle, taking careful aim toward Scourge and firing off several bolts of

high-energy Plasma. "Don't you /EVER/ get the message Scourge?" Just then, Twin

Twist makes his request, which Rodimus is happy to oblige. "Ooohhhh, that looks

painful." Commenting on Twin Twist's impact with the seekers.

Rodimus Prime strikes Sweepcraft <Scourge> with Photon Rifle <High Power>.

 

Overload calls out gruffly, "Don't worry, Nosecone! Help's on the way!" He

slides to a stop though, and lets his twin swords sag towards the deck. "Or you

can just chop him up yerself." It hardly seems heroic to jump on Rampage now, in

a whirling fury of blades... but when was Overload ever big on honor or heroics.

Sliding his swords away for the moment he adjusts tactics and tries to wrap his

powerful arms around Rampage. The classic, I'll hold him, you hit him.

Overload misses Rampage with his grasp attack.

 

Blue-Black F-15 Fighter (Air Raid) is, unfortunately, rammed into by Scourge,

and it hurts. Very badly. And as such, he goes down, hard, landing on the deck

of the Autobput submarine, plowing a furrow into it. He's pretty banged up at

this point, but he's still functioning. Slowly, he transforms, returning to

robot mode. One eye is sparking, the glass plating cracked. Dents and energon

leaks cover his body. Yes, he's taken a beating. "Grah. I'm getting tired of

this whole...repair thing." He grabs his blaster, and aims up in the air for the

Sweepcraft. "And I am really /really/ tired of you, Scourge." So he fires off

his torque rifle. Torque for a dorque. Yeah.

The fighter jet's nose lifts and shifts back, transforming into Air Raid.

Air Raid strikes Sweepcraft <Scourge> with Torque Rifle.

 

<Exo-Suit> Michael Briar lifts his rail cannon rifle and fires off a shot

towards a random con flying around the atlantis. He spins the dial, well not

really, just finding out what con would be the easyest to hit at the moment. But

right now it's the con troops!

Exo-Suit <Glaive II> strikes Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with heavy rail

gun.

 

Rampage does all he can to stop the Technobot's axe from hitting him, but he

can't pull his sword around quickly enough and is forced to block the shot with

his off arm, nearly having it severed. As he's about to swing towards Nosecone,

another foolish Autobot throws himself into the fray. Fortunately, Rampage sees

the Autobot coming and leaps upwards, avioding the grasping Overload. As he hits

the top of his vertical leap, the Predacon simply inverts his sword and falls

toward the deck, attempting to plunge the blade of his thermo-sword into

Overload's back.

Rampage strikes Overload with thermo-sword.

 

Headstrong transforms very intent on ramming the crap out of Smokescreen.

However the bot has different plans and leaps over headstrong kicking him right

between the sholders knocking the predacon to his knees. to close for a charge

headstong swings around and sloshes a nice glob of horn-acid at Smokescreen

"I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT REMARK NOBODY MAKES FUN OF ME <Headstongs narows his

optics on Smokescreen as he huffs angerly>"

Headstrong lowers to the ground as he forms into his rhino mode.

Smokescreen evades your Acidic Horn Slash attack.

 

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 snicker as they manage to hit Twin Twist with

their deadly kick-laser guns. The seven Seekers keep a tight formation in order

to get off another strike on the Jumpstarter before this attack run is over. The

LAST thing they expected was for Twin Twist to use Rodimus as a freaking RAMP in

order to LAND on two of them. One of the Seekers manages to twist away. The

second, however, gets completely annihilated. The two drills dig into his

fuselage and wings, sending the warrior tailspining into the water, where he's

unlikely to emerge anytime soon. The remaining six decide, wisely, to deal with

someone else. They land on the Typhoon and try to gang-beat Overload! With their

fists, not with whatever nutty attack the randomizer picks.

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 misses Overload with its Plasma attack.

 

Scrapper grins as he sends the Technobot flat on his backside. Booyah! More

importantly, Nosecone ends up attacking Rampage back and not him, leaving the

devious Constructicon to shoot at other people as easy as can be. Taking a

glance around, he can't help but notice an Autobot... /swimming/. He'd take

advantage of Skydive's plight, but alas, his laser pistol needs to warm up a bit

more before he can start shooting people again. Lifting off with his anti-grav

unit, Scrapper flies through the air, trying awkwardly to intercept Twin Twist.

Scrapper's a horrible flier, but Twin Twist has just GOT to be even worse. The

Constructicon tries to grab onto the Jumpstarter as he falls past him so he can

rip off a drill for his artwork.

Scrapper strikes Drill Tank with Looking to Scavenge some Autoparts.

 

Sweepcraft <Scourge> growls as he is battered, bruised, and then PLASMA'd. Oh

that Prime. He's gonna getcha. Getcha. Lord. They love Scourge. Where is

Galvatron when you need him? First he's electro-rifle whatevered. Then he's

plasma'd, then he's shot by Air Raid. Explosions ripple over the sweep

commanders form, energon spewing from wounds left and right. He may be going

down, but he won't give up. That was quite a beating. If it wasn't for

Rodimus...he'd be ok. The sweep commander transforms into robot mode, barely

stopping himself from crashing into the waves. He is not an aqautically equipt

being...yet. And to crash into the waves would mean certain doom. He snarls over

his back at Prime, "I'll deal with you in a moment, curr. Taking advantage of me

like that. You call yourself a leader?!" he turns back towards Air Raid, his

head weaponry charging up a shot from his acid ray, "Melt, my dear aerialbot,

melt. See your futures end right before you. First you...then Prime!"

The Sweepcraft busts open, reconfiguring into Sweep Commander Scourge.

Scourge misses Air Raid with his Acid Ray attack.

 

"Hey, leave my man here alone," Nosecone calls out at Rampage, as he now rushes

for Overload. Nosecone snaps his leg up swinging it hard at Rampage's side to

try and knock him to the side. A side glance is offered to Scrapper. Cone may be

going for Rampage now, but the Constructicon is not yet forgotten.

Nosecone strikes Rampage with Techno Kick!.

 

The acid burns the deck about Smokescreen- yet he himself makes it out from the

volley of globular burning death, completely unscathed. "Is that the best you

can do? Acid? Really now. That kind of stuff is just bad for you. Unreliable,

too, if you ask me. I mean, it's not like you can really AIM with that

stuff...not that it'd be a matter of concern with a brute such as yourself, but

I digress."

 "Y'see, you're just better off with a standard rocket, really..." and, this

said, Smokescreen fires up his shoulder-mounted rockets and lets fly, streaking

to explode around Headstrong, covering him with bits and pieces of

electronic-jamming metal. "See?"

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

attack.

 

Skydive finally makes it to the carrier and manages to drag himself up onto

deck. He actually takes a moment to scan the battle field and see what is going

on around him. Well, I guess that shouldn't be too big of a surprise. He

transforms once again and begins to taxi to a position to launch.

Skydive shifts into his F-16 mode.

 

Air Raid rolls to the side, barely managing to avoid Scourge's attack. And yes,

Air Raid is just that irritated and just that sutbborn that he's not about to

break off the attack, even though he's barely functioning. "Ha! Missed again!

You just can't hit good old fashioned Autobot engineering, can you?" he says,

even though Scourge is the reason why he's half blind, and probably about to

lose an arm, if he doesn't start paying attention to his injuries. "Suck on

this!" And he fires a laser blast at Scourge.

Air Raid strikes Scourge with laser gun.

 

Drill Tank isn't going to let Scrapper get away with yanking his drill. He just

doesn't know Scrapper well enough to let him do that. Besides, his drills, like

every other drill in the Transformers Universe, is indestructible! So the grabby

Constructicon makes away with a good piece of Twin Twist's left tread, something

that certainly leaves him with a chip on his shoul -- er, drill. "EY! Yew get

yer grubby mc-greebly paws offa me! No means no, Scrappah!!" Using Scrapper's

closeness to his advantage, Twin Twist gives a second's worth of burn from his

turbo-drive vernier. This pushes him closer to the Constructicon as the two

robots plummet through the air. Twin Twist's about to poke Scrapper somewhere

very uncomfortable. Like in the back of a Volkswagen? Mmm, not quite.

Drill Tank strikes Scrapper with the Long Twist Goodnight.

 

<Exo-Suit> Michael Briar heads down below on an elevator into the carrier. Briar

hops out of the suit and eventually reaches the bridge where he takes his seat

to direct the fire from the atlantis.

Exo-Suit <Glaive II> boards the UN Atlantis <Atlantis>.

Within the UN Atlantis <Atlantis>, Exo-Suit <Glaive II> quietly shuts down.

Within the UN Atlantis <Atlantis>, Michael Briar unseals Exo-Suit <Glaive II>

and climbs out of the suit.

 

Rodimus Prime smirks as Scourge bitingly comments on his tactics. "Well, wah

Scourge......You're the biggest whining...<expletive deleted> I've ever seen."

Rodimus phases his rifle back into subspace and kneels down, picking up a large

chunk of damaged deck-plating from the atlantis and hurls it directly toward

Scourge. "I hope that beard doubles as a flotation device, otherwise you'll have

a long walk back to the island..."

Rodimus Prime strikes Scourge with Flying Chunk of Debris.

 

Overload stumbles forwards clumsily as Rampage leaps out of the way, but the

look of annoyance doesn't linger as the Predacon comes back down. The old medic

is fortunate not to get impaled like an olive, but the thermal sword cuts a

smoking groove straight down his back... and the blow sends him stumbling

further (of course) into a gang of seekers who want to pummel him as some sort

of male bonding ritual. But Overload doesn't go in for that kind of thing. He

ducks the first punch that comes at him and slaps away another, memories of a

few bar fights coming back to him. What was the name of that place on the seedy

side Vilnacron his liked to visit? No time for a stroll down memory lane though,

someone just pulled out a blaster. Making a quick grab for one of his swords,

Overload tries a move out of the Obi-Wan handbook of bar-fight ettiquet.

Overload misses Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with his Not as Clumsy or

Random as a Blaster attack.

 

Rhino <Headstrong> is struck by the missles and sent reeling. He skids a few

meters down the deck in a crumpled heap. He trys to get up but is shaky as

Headstrong trys to clear his head of the metalic debris. He dosn't respond to

the autobot this time but rather just snorts a lot unable to make sence of whats

going on around him Headstrong knows he's in combat and dodges a few phantoms in

his vision but otherwise is basicly out of it as he squirms around and snorts

like a dog that just got out of a bath.

 

As Rampage is trying to regain his footing, he stumbles off of Overload and

right into an unfortunate kick to the head. Falling from the Autobot wtih sword

in hand, the Predacon decides to take to his more agile mode for the two-on-one.

Rampage lands down in tiger mode and leaps at the technobot which just struck

him, attempting to put some claw marks in his pretty new armor.

Rampage leaps into the air, arms and legs compact towards his torso to form

paws. His robot head disappearing and a fierce tiger's head replacing it.

Landing down in stride, the tiger prepares for the hunt.

Tiger strikes Nosecone with razor sharp claw.

 

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 all fail to successfully gangbeat Overload. If

they weren't already used to being mocked and laughed at, they'd feel somewhat

bad. But thankfully, Decepticons are already used to losing all the time, so

they take it in stride. Backing up so they can use their Seeker lasers, the

troopers get ready to tangle with Overload. Thankfully, Overload is no Obi-Wan

Kenobi, and the Seeker closest to the sword manages to leap back with a yelp.

"Now now, Autobot punk... no playing with knives..." one of them sneers.

"Yeah... you might HURT yourself!" Another chimes in with a snarl. The Seekers

concentrate their arm-lasers on Overload, regardless of what lame attack is

randomized.

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 strikes Overload with Lasers.

 

Scrapper now has Twin Twist to deal with. From what he knows, the Jumpstarters

are the counterparts to the Battlechargers. The Battlechargers are all looney

idiots. So would this make the Jumpstarters looney idiots also, or more of a

bizarro super-smart Battlecharger? Ah well, Scrapper doesn't have time to think

about such complicated things. Scrapper sure is glad that Nosecone has

completely forgotten about him and isn't going to hold a grudge! Regardless, the

Constructicon takes the time to put the piece of track he ripped off of Twin

Twist into a safe compartment for later use. That's all the time it takes for

Twin Twist, still falling alongwith Scrapper, to strike him with those drills.

"EIIIIIIEE!" He calls out as the drill slashes through his backside, ripping a

nasty gash that goes clear through to the circuitry. "Th--- that you will p--...

pay for that!" He stutters the retort, giving Twin Twist a kick as he falls

past.

Scrapper strikes Drill Tank with Kicking Autobots into Scrap.

 

The Despoiler, meanwhile, has taken heavy damage from the combined firepower of

the Atlantis and the other EDC warships. The Decepticon craft is beginning to

take on water.

 

Scourge continues towards Air Raid. He will have his victory over the Aerialbot,

no matter how badly Rodimus Prime wants to stop it. The Aerialbots blast strikes

him dead on in the chest. But since he is already heavily damaged, it does

little more than leave a charr mark. Rodimus Prime's throw hits him from behind,

digging heavily into his armor. But guess where it send him flying towards?

Right towards Air Raid. Oh...perfect. His hand is replaced with an axe as he

uses his thrusters to streak towards the aerialbot, ignoring Prime for now. He

has a mission. And when Scourge's temper is flared up, his mission is single

sighted. It is his weakness. His single sighted way. He won't move on until Air

Raid is finished. He snarls, swinging the axe at the near dead aerialbot.

"TERMINATED!"

Scourge strikes Air Raid with Terminator.

Air Raid falls to the ground unconscious.

 

The Decepticon troops cheer over the fallen enemy and prepare for another

attack.

 

Air Raid is hit by Scourge's axe, and it cleaves a massive chuck from his chest,

in addition to making that arm that was in danger of falling off fall off

completely. Yes boys and girls, Air Raid is done. He goes down to his knees, the

light in his one good eye flickering. "Slaggit." He rasps. "Not again." And then

he plants his face in the submarine.

 

An F-16C launchs from teh ship not yet aware of the happenings just below him.

He kicks in his afterburners to full flare as he makes a streak towards the

island. MACH 1, MACH 1.1, MACH 1.4 etc..etc..etc..

 

Nosecone takes the claw attack, raising his arm to try and block it. He winces

as his pain receptors inform his digital brain of the damage. His now leaking

fluid in several areas as well as sparking all around. There's a faint grin.

"Before I fall there is something I must do," he says. He took his sweet time

thinking about it. Now, it was time to act on it. The Technobot drops down and

transforms, his missiles launched... at Scrapper. This is what happens when you

watch Rouroni Kenshin while RPing.

Nosecone's parts start shifting around as it transforms into a drill tank.

Drill Tank <Nosecone> strikes Scrapper with Twin Missiles!.

 

Rodimus Prime smirks as Scourge ignores the chunk of debris flying at his back.

His rifle phases back into his hand and he turns to face the group of seekers

assaulting Overload. "Kup would call you all a bunch of common thugs, Me? I

think you're all just walking piles of scrap..." Taking careful aim Rodimus

begins laying down cover-fire for Overload, trying to take out a few of the

gumby Decepticons in one of those 'heroic' moments. "Hang in there Overload!"

Rodimus Prime misses Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with his Photon Eliminator

Beam attack.

 

"You know, that's the difference between you and I." Smokescreen stalks forward

at the immobilized Predacon. "Finesse." he chuckles, crouching down by the

beast. Not exactly a BRIGHT idea...but there he is, none the less.

 And so, Smokescreen reaches back with one finger, very slowly, very carefully,

going to inbetween the beast's eyes...where upon he simply flicks the beast,

hoping to a little more insult than injury.

Smokescreen strikes you with DOINK! for 4 points of damage.

 

Overload winces back in pain as more lasers than he can count ignite the air

around him. Armor melts and runs down his chest and arms as a number of the

shots strike their target. Through the pain he faintly thinks that Rodimus must

be psychic like Sheng, he was just about to yell to big red for help. "I'D

APPRECIATE IT!" he yells back. He considers running away, but that would just

get him shot in the back, and that part of him already looks terrible... Back to

the circle beating he supposes, charging the group and hoping just once the

Decepticons will be worried enough about hitting one of their own to stop

shooting him indiscriminately.

Overload strikes Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with Autobot Medical's Health

Insurance.

 

Scrapper's kick dents Twin Twist's underbelly, the pain acknowledged with a

grunt from his external emitters. With the Constructicon already falling away

fast, the Jumpstarter finally realizes that.. he's falling, too! "WAAAAAAAAA!"

Twin Twist cries out over his emitter, his sensors sweeping the field wildly for

the best estimated landing point... and it's the Autobot submarine! "Oh no! Ah

gotta transfoam b'foh ah hit thuh deck, or ah'll puncha hole innit!!" His

transformation sequence kicks in, resulting in the simple flip of his legs off

his chest. "WAAAAAAA--" *THUD* Twin Twist lands on the deck with a loud clang,

just inches away from Air Raid. "Hoogh.. dat wuz painful.." He grunts and pries

himself out of the Twin Twist-shaped dent in the submarine by simply sitting up.

And, of course, by sitting up, he sees Air Raid! His optic ridges go wide,"Oh

no! Air Raid! Yer ded! Yew po' bastid! Dey gots yew good, didn't dey? Well don't

worry, buddy. Ah'll make sure yer recycled wit' full honahs.."

Drill Tank transforms into Twin Twist by flipping his legs off his chest!

 

Twin Twist grabs Air Raid by the shoulder and drags him close. He reaches out,

snatching the torque rifle from the Aerialbot's dead hands. "But until den..

y'gotta be mah shield! Ah'll fill out an uh-pol-lo-gee memo ta Silvahbolt when

ah'm done!" Twin Twist pops to his feet, Air Raid's carcass held tight in his

left hand. He squeezes the trigger on the black weapon and fires the

torque-rifle into the crowd of Decepticons. As Twin Twist slowly inches back to

the entryport of the Typhoon, he calls out to Rodimus. "Rodahmus! Air Raid is

ded lik' Gen-er-ral Bryar's luv-life! We done yet or wot?!"

Twin Twist strikes Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with Dead Man's Rifle.

 

Rhino <Headstrong> recovers just in time to catch Smokescreen in a realy bad

place for smokescreen that is. The autobot flicks headstrong right between the

eyes...this is the most insulting thing anyone has ever done to him. The

predacon burns with anger and rage as he visibly shakes but now not from the

missles. he emits a low growl. "Grrrr you just went to the top of the list."

Headstrong lurches forward with every intent to put the puncture on Smokescreen

or at the vary least to put him in the water.

Smokescreen evades your Impaling Horn of Doom attack.

 

Tiger is tossed from the Technobot as he transforms into his tank mode. Falling

to the ground and rolling a bit before regaining it's footing, the tiger comes

up with it's opponent in sight. Fortunately the drill tank didn't attack the

tiger so it has time to deploy two small rocket launchers from the sides of the

it's hindquarters. A slight whirr can be heard as the launchers warm up and

targeting systems do their thing. When all systems are ready and locked, the

tiger let's forth two small rockets towards Nosecone.

Tiger strikes Drill Tank <Nosecone> with twin-mounted rockets.

 

You suck, Prime. Oh how you suck so badly. You missed the gumbies. This is worse

than when you shot down the Autobot shuttle in the movie just for kicks and

giggles. This is about as bad as when you 'helped' Optimus fight Megatron.

Regardless, the Seekers all scatter as soon as they hear Rodimus's words, and as

a result, the beam slashes through nothing but air. "We should get a promotion

for this..." one of the Seekers mumbles to himself. "Go pick on someone your own

size, Prime!" Another shouts, "We're too busy to deal with you also!"

Thankfully, Overload succeeds where Rodimus failed. "Eeee!" One of the Seekers

shout, "He's coming straight for us!" "He's got fists!" "Run, brothers! Run!"

The Seekers run around like crazed idiots. One of their heads explodes from TT's

rifle, but the others keep running around madly, shooting at anything that

moves. In this case, it happens to be... oh I don't know... how about TWIN

TWIST?

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 strikes Twin Twist with Punch.

 

Scourge growls as his enhanced senses hear a sonic boom. Now he knows why he had

those upgraded to work in both modes. He knows where it must be headed. His only

words are, "No..." he leaps into the air, transforming into sweepcraft mode. His

thrusters whine as they struggle to come online, but finally, they do so. The

Sweep streaks into the sky, at full speed. Much faster than Skydive, he reckons.

He will /NOT/ reach the Crystal City defenses. Their ammo isn't worthy of him.

"DECEPTICONS! STEP IT UP! NOW!" He knows they will have to pull back to their

defense line soon, like any good general. However, he won't admit it. A siege it

will be. But eventually, he knows they will push the forces back. After much

damage to Scrappers paradise. But first...Skydive. He rockets after the jet,

using this combat turn to catch him, screaming, "Just where do you think you're

going, curr?"

Scourge's wings fold in as his body reconfigures into a sweepcraft.

 

No no, see, when I said 'good thing Nosecone has totally forgotten about

Scrapper', that's not the sort of thing that I meant. Scrapper is still hanging

in the air, watching Twin Twist fall down. Dusting off his hands as he starts to

follow the Jumpstarter, the Constructicon is blasted in mid-air by two missiles

that seemingly came out of no-where. Scrapper's chest explodes, creating a clear

hole in his torso between the damage Twin Twist's drills did, and the two

missiles that just impacted against him. Scrapper gasps as his optical visor

widens in shock. Clutching at his chest, the Constructicon slowly floats down to

the submarine. Touching down on it gingerly, he finds himself surrounded by

Autobots... Autobots and Decepticon gumbies who are running around like the

losers they are. Desperate to escape, Scrapper charges for the edge of the

Typhoon. "O--- out--- out of my way, Autobot!" he rasps, trying to smash

Overload in a bodycheck so he can escape faster.

Scrapper misses Overload with his Bonecrushing double-fisted smash attack.

 

Air Raid is now being lugged around by Twin Twist. Will some functioning Autobot

rescue him?

Twin Twist is functioning!

Not mentally!

 

Rodimus Prime looks down at his rifle momentarily. "Sights must be misaligned

again....." He shrugs, phasing it away. Ok, so maybe his help doesn't always go

as planned but in the end he usually manages to do some good. Albeit by

accident. Rodimus transforms and barrels down the deck of the Atlantis toward

the scattered gumbies, trying to flatten at least one of them.

Rodimus kneels down, quickly folding up into his trademark winnebago.

 

"In retrospective, I guess I should have been done with you before paying the

Constructicon back," Nosecone states, very calmly. This after he was struck by

Rampage's attack. The tank still stands, though, if very battered around. "Fine,

we will finish this off now," that took less time than what one would expect

from Nosecone. But hey, he's in a battle after all. The powerful looking drill

at the front of tank comes to life and the tank rushes towards the tiger.

Drill Tank <Nosecone> strikes Tiger with Crushing Drill!.

 

Overload chuckles to himself as the Seekers take off running. This story is sure

to come up later if Overload gets over-energized, except in that version

Rodimus' photon cannon had nothing to do with it. When he hears Scrapper yell

for him to move, the old medic is eager to oblige (since it beats getting plowed

out of the way by a payloader)... except as he moves he sticks a foot out in the

Constructicon's path.

Overload strikes Scrapper with trip.

 

An F-16C strains his engines yet Scourge is correct. The Sweep -is- much faster

than him. That VEL upgrade should have been first priority. The high speed

interceptor is however picked up on sensors. Skydive hits the air brakes and

begins to dive. He slows down enough to not pull himself apart in the manuver

but to get low to water. Taking it to the deck, as some might say. Let's see the

sweep follow.

 

Twin Twist is lanced by a laser that penetrates clear through Air Raid's damaged

body. Wincing, he manages to comment to his dead comrade, "Aggh. Slag, Air Raid.

Yer scrapply body ain't pro-vy-din' much pro-tek-shun heah! All yew

Air-ree-elbots're just alu-min-um plated!" He gives Air Raid's body a shake for

emphasis. "C'mon, yew! Hold yer struk-yew-ral in-teg-ra-tee!" Taking a step

back, he notices Scrapper taking a trip to lovely Typhoon hull-plating falls.

So, as part of the Autobot Welcome Wagon, Twin Twist kindly fires on Scrapper!

Twin Twist misses Scrapper with his Dead Man's Rifle attack.

 

Smokescreen was expecting Headstrong to try to skewer him, really. I mean, he's

not THAT dumb. And so, his joints are tense, and it's a simple matter for

Smokescreen to leap up into the air, neatly avoiding impalement. "You have a

list?" he taunts.

 "Wouldn't that inlove you being, you know...what's the word...literate?" the

Diversionary tactician comes down at Headstrong, aiming to get a bit of a ride.

You evade Smokescreen's Autobot Rodeo! attack.

 

Scrapper is already taking off, grateful that Overload moved out of the way

without him having to bash the Autobots brains in. Just as he lifts off into the

air, Overload sticks out a foot, causing Scrapper to plow his face into the deck

of the Typhoon. "Oh, VERY FUNNY!" He shouts at the medic. Picking himself off,

Scrapper decides to bleed. Bleed and run away. Snapping off a transmission, the

Constructicon flies back to the Despoiler to take Command.

Scrapper begins retreating, leaving himself vulnerable to parting shots from

Sweepcraft <Scourge>, Drill Tank <Nosecone>, Twin Twist, Imperial Vessel

<Despoiler>, Hybrid_Winnebago <Rodimus>, Smokescreen, Overload, Tiger, Rhino

<Headstrong>, An F-16C, Autobot Submarine <Typhoon>.

Hybrid_Winnebago <Rodimus> strikes Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 with

Winnebago Smackdown.

 

Tiger is satisfied with itself after hitting the Drill Tank, only to be caught

off guard and smashed into by the massive Technobot. The tiger is pushed back so

far in fact, that it has to transform just so that Rampage can grab the railing

of the deck to keep from ending up in the water. As he hauls himself over the

railing, he summons forth his lightining rifle, it hums for a minute as it

charges, then a large ball of lightining heads for the treads of the tank,

hopefully knocking out the possibility of any further ramming attacks.

The tiger quickly leaps upright, paws becoming arms and legs,head shifting atop

the newly formed shoulders. Rampage lands down with sword in hand, ready for

battle.

Rampage misses Drill Tank <Nosecone> with its ball lightining attack.

 

Rhino <Headstrong> takes a few steps forward as Smokescreen leaps over him. He

transforms and spins around finaly having goten teh hang of these bots wanting

to ride him for some odd reason. Headstrong waits for Smokescreen to land and

reaches for the autobots neck. "You lieing bastage! I'll choke the energon from

you with my bare hands!"

Headstrong rears back and transforms into his robotic form.

You strike Smokescreen with choke.

 

Sweepcraft <Scourge> rears up in a mean cobra manuever, hitting his own air

brakes. He dives, following after Skydive. So, an aerial chase it is. Scourge

loves it when they run. They taste...I mean die so much better when they run.

His afterburners whine as he keeps on the jet, his targetting computer slowly

trying to get a firing solution, "Tell me Skydive...do you enjoy this chase? You

know I'm faster. Why run? Stay and fight. By the way. 5 seconds to missile lock.

How does that make you feel?"

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 o/~ You've got the touch... you've got the

powwww-aaar! O/~ The Seekers blink and look up, "Eh?" "Oh..." "...No." They

start to back off, shooting their lasers at the approaching Winnebago. But it

didn't work on Optimus, and boy-howdy does it not work on Rodimus. Two of the

Seekers are run down. "Flee brothers! Flee before we're so damaged that the

others decide to throw us out of Astrotrain because we weigh too much!" The

remaining Decepticon troopers all launch themselves into the sky, trailing

behind Scrapper back to the Despoiler.

 

The tank somehow manages to evade the fire. Part of it is that Nosecone

transforms into his robot self and rolls over the ground. "Alright, lets finish

up this game," Cone states, and produces his pistol again, charging it up for

just a second and fires at poor Rampy.

The drill tank's start shifting around as it transforms into Nosecone.

Nosecone misses Rampage with its X-Ray Pistol <Wave Shot>! attack.

 

"Of course you- URK!"

 Seems that Smokescreen's reflexes have failed him this one time, prompting

Headstrong to get his beefy mitts around Smokescreen's neck; hardly a pleasant

sensation, really. Not only that, but it seems that he can't get in any witty

reparte in, edgewise. So there's only one thing for Smokey to do- and that's

just to jam the barrel of his Electro-disrupter into his opponent's torso and

pull the trigger, the thunderclap providing a near-deafening sound

Smokescreen strikes you with Electricity for 13 points of damage.

 

An F-16C (Skydive) times it, 1..2...3...4...HIT BRAKES PULL UP!!! Skydive does

what he can to avoid the missile expertly, "You talk too much Scourge. Do you

really want to know that makes me feel? I makes me feel like you talk to much."

So there! He isn't one for witty reparte like Air Raid.

 

Scrapper is running away and normally Twin Twist would let him do that. But the

Constructicon got a little too grabby tonight and didn't even take no for an

answer. This is not polite in Twin Twist's world. So he sticks Air Raid's weapon

out and pulls the trigger. Click. Nothing happens? Twin Twist gives the weapon a

look, shrugs, and pulls the trigger again. Click. Nothing! ".. piece of junk!

Back ta Taiwanihex yew go!!" The Jumpstarter lobs Air Raid's weapon right at the

back of Scrapper's head!

Twin Twist strikes Scrapper with Piece of Aerialbot Junk!.

 

Air Raid is going to review the logs, and be very angry at Twin Twist when he

gets repaired. Angry in the 'paint bomb from 20000 feet' way.

 

Twin Twist is just trying to get your ass home in.. well, a piece, baby. If it's

your foot, it's still a piece of you!

 

Overload wouldn't stoop so low as to shoot someone in the back, would he? Steely

blue optics seething like the Antarctic Polar Vortex as he locks on the

retreating Scrapper, Overload reaches down to his hip compartment for his

sidearm. (Would he?) After seeing the conditions of Moonracer's insides after

her last stay at Club Con, he most definitely would. His pistol cracks once,

sending a flaming streak of retribution straight for one Constructicon leader.

Overload misses Scrapper with his Heavy Pistol attack.

 

Hybrid_Winnebago <Rodimus> transforms again as he flattens one of the seeker

gumbies and turns to look at Overload briefly. "You doin ok?" Rodimus asks while

surveying the area. "Autobots, the Decepticons appear to be in retreat. Let them

go!" Again Rodimus Prime draws his rifle, aiming down the length of the deck

toward the predacons. "Your pals are gone....and I suggest you make yourselves

scarce too." He frowns a bit at Twin Twist, finally seeing that he's using Air

Raid as a shield. He doesn't fire at the Predacons, but he is prepared to use

the force necessary to force a retreat if necessary.

The winnebago shifts quickly into the robotic form of Rodimus Prime

 

Rampage is discouraged by his continuous missing and just as he is about to

shoot and miss again, he sees another viscious X-Ray blast headed his way. He

leaps into the air to evade the attack, then hears Rodimus laying down the law.

He thinks about it for a moment and fires his anti-grav thrusters, thinking it

best to leave the fight before he is found sunk at the bottom of the ocean.

Rampage begins retreating, leaving itself vulnerable to parting shots from

Torment, Sweepcraft <Scourge>, Nosecone, Twin Twist, Imperial Vessel

<Despoiler>, Rodimus Prime, Smokescreen, Overload, Scrapper, Headstrong, An

F-16C (Skydive), Autobot Submarine <Typhoon>.

 

Headstrong takes the blast at point blank range. He convolses a bit as the

energy leaves a major scourch mark on the predacons armour, at least it dosn't

have to be banged out like some of the other problems headstrong has aquired.

The predacon falls back a bit releasing Smokescreen. He takes not of the

Decepticon retreat and decideds to make good on it himself. "looks like we will

be meeting again and next time I turn you into swiss cheeze." With that

headstrong leaps off the deck and putters into the distance.

Headstrong begins retreating, leaving himself vulnerable to parting shots from

Torment, Sweepcraft <Scourge>, Nosecone, Twin Twist, Imperial Vessel

<Despoiler>, Rodimus Prime, Smokescreen, Overload, Scrapper, Rampage, An F-16C

(Skydive), Autobot Submarine <Typhoon>.

 

"OW!" The Constructicon shouts as SOMETHING smacks him in the back of the head.

Scrapper turns around and catches the fallen gun. "Ha! For that, you arne't

getting it back. Yeah... yeah, THAT'LL teach you to keep your stuff away from

me!" Scrapper sounds like that evil bastard neighbour that everyone had who

would keep any baseballs that you accidently hit into his yard. Man I hated that

guy... Scrapper gasps and ducks the 'flaming streak of retribution'. "Oh, that's

how it's going to be?" He roars in annoyance. "Well..." Scrapper realizes

there's nothing he can do, and turns tail without another word.

            Regardless, The Despoiler is still taking heavy fire. It's drifting off to one

side. The warship's firepower is strong enough to keep the other ships at bay,

but it's only going to be so good for so long. Scrapper and the troopers touch

down on the Despoiler's tilting hull and scurry into the cabin. Scrapper

immediately takes command of the Despoiler, barking out orders to get the

repairs underway. "Concentrate your fire on the smaller ships, laddies!" He

shouts, automatically shifting to pirate-speak, as is the tradition of those who

are within the Despoiler. "We'll keep the scurvy dogs away from us long enough

for us to take our leave. Avast!"

 

<Decepticon> Scrapper says, "Cap'n, the ship's takin' 'eavy losses. W're goin'

ta loser 'er unless we set sail for home!"

 

Sweepcraft <Scourge> growls as Skydive pulls out of the way of the missile lock.

Scourge growls as he knows it is time for their forces to retreat to the defense

line and hold there. He makes the call over broadband radio. He smirks

underneath his alternate mode, switching to guns. He let's loose a volley of

heavy fire at Skydive's tail, right in gun range. It's a hard to aim shot, so

he'll probably miss. But it SHOULD at least get him out of their airspace, "Talk

is cheap. I agree. I'll let my plasma speak for me."

Sweepcraft <Scourge> manages to connect a blow on Skydive's frame

 

<Decepticon> Scrapper says, "Orders, Cap'n?"

 

<Decepticon> Scourge says, "Fall back to the defense line.  Now."

 

Twin Twist takes a look at Rampage running with his tail between his legs.

"..hmm." He then looks back to Air Raid, whose head module is just lolling

around by the neck servo. "Hmm! Ah tink ahs gots a.." Twin Twist blinks, looking

confused. "Ah gots a... a.." He continues looking confused, as if he can't piece

something together. "Uh.. ah fuhgot. Nevahmind!" He rolls his shoulder servos in

a shrug and continues moving back to the Typhoon's entrypoint.

 

Overload growls as his 'flaming streak of retribution', also know as a (finger

quotes) "laser", misses its target. "Awww, dammit. I'll live, Rodimus but...

aww, dammit." He shakes his head before stopping to survey the damage of others

around. His gaze stops dead on Twin Twist. "If you're about done abusing that

carcass, I MIGHT be able to fix him!"

 

An F-16C (Skydive) does just that and pulls right into Plasma range,

fortunately, if there is anything forunate about it?, he was going up. The

plasma engulfs his form and starts littel fires with are quickly put out by the

mist around the two flying and such low altitude. ALso fortunately, this is the

first -real- damage he has taken all fight. Skydive kicks his afterburners again

to gain altitude the drops into a roll and heads back over his radio you here,

"Aye Aye Sir." hoping that Scourge has too much momentum to make a quick turn

and attack he heads back towards the cover of autobot guns.

 

Twin Twist blinks at Overload. "Y.. y.. yew mean Air Raid izzn't dead!?

Hooray!!!!! Air Raid, ya ain't dead! Ya heard Ovahload? He said he culd fixxya.

Of course.. yer dead. So y'can't hear that. Oh well.." He shakes Air Raid's body

once more, just to make the poor Aerialbot rattle.

 

Smokescreen staggers backwards, rubbing at his neck and the dents there from

where Headstrong throttled him. Even still, the diversionary tactician gives

himself a little grin, raising his rifle to take one last blast at the

retreating decepticon; just for the sake of getting the final word...or, well,

blast, in.

 This last shot done, he too heads for the entrance to the Typhoon, content with

a job well done. At least he's not totally zapped to crap, it'd seem.

You evade Smokescreen's Electricity attack.

 

Scrapper gets his answer from Scourge about whether to run away or not. "Set the

sails up! Turn us around 180, lads... w're goin' 'ome!" Scrapper continues to

bark out the orders as the crew of the Despoiler struggle to get the mighty

warship turned around so it can make a hasty retreat back to the New Crystal

City docks. The warship is going to require massive repairs... repairs with

materials that the Decepticons don't have... repairs with materials that are no

doubt going to be used to get Trypticon fueled up. Yes, the Despoiler won't be

in action for a long while. Second victory goes to the Atlantis...

Scrapper boards the Imperial Vessel <Despoiler>.

Decepticon Advanced Troops #5844 march behind Scrapper.

 

Imperial Vessel <Despoiler> begins retreating, leaving itself vulnerable to

parting shots from Torment, Sweepcraft <Scourge>, Twin Twist, Rodimus Prime,

Headstrong, An F-16C (Skydive), Autobot Submarine <Typhoon>.

 

Sweepcraft <Scourge> turns around, laughing at Skydive. "That's what I thought.

Never try making a run at our city. I will crush you every single time,

weakling." Tough words from a guy running for his defense line. He makes a

headlong run towards NCC

Scourge retreats from the area swiftly, outdistancing all pursuit and parting

shots.

 

Headstrong lands on the deck of the despoiler and seeing the immidet problem

goes about getting a bucket and bailing the water out. he doesn't want to end

ups wiming again and Scrappers waterproffing seems to get the job done of

keeping it out of headstrongs circuits.

Headstrong board the Imperial Vessel <Despoiler>.

 

 

Imperial Vessel <Despoiler>

 

 

> Twin Twist heads back into the Typhoon.

> Twin Twist begins retreating, leaving himself vulnerable to parting shots from

Scrapper, Torment, Sweepcraft <Scourge>, Imperial Vessel <Despoiler>,

Smokescreen, Overload, An F-16C (Skydive), Autobot Submarine <Typhoon>.

 

> Overload stomps over to Twin Twist and angrily snatches the Aerial bot's

corpse away from him. "Stop shakin' him!!" he shouts. "You hear that?!" He gives

the bot another quick shake. "That's more stuff inside breakin, that *I* gotta

fix!"

 

> An F-16C (Skydive) heads back towards the Atlantis and makes a comfortable

enough landing. He stands and looks about for Air Riad..seeing him he pauses and

hops onto the Typhoon.

> Skydive changes back into his Robot mode.

 

> Air Raid will continue to be used as a rag doll, or lie there, until someone

realizes how badly injured he is, being that he's the only deactivated person in

the entire battle, and really could use some help of the medical kind.

 

> Smokescreen lowers his rifle, surveying the watery battlefield for one last

time. "...I love my job." he mutters again to nobody in particular, heading

downward into the Typhoon, ready to head back to Metroplex, whereupon he will

celebrate with a nice bit of prime grade energon. Yes.

 

> Overload takes Air Raid.

 

> Sweepcraft <Scourge> comes towards the shores of Island of New Crystal City

<NCC>.

 

Headstrong relizes this isn't working and sets about starting the ships pump to

help elivieate the incoming water.

 

> You head towards the shores of Island of New Crystal City <NCC>.

 

 

Island of New Crystal City <NCC>

 

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            Scrapper appears on the screen. He is severely wounded. There's an awful rip in

his chest. Circuitry leaks out, and you can barely see the wall behind him. He's

in the medical bay, leaning against the computer terminal for support. He speaks

in a stuttering manner, clearly from the damage.

 

            "As most of you should already know... several hours ago, the EDC fleet,

escorted by an Autobot submarine, moved into a position outside of New Crystal

City. We engaged their force. We had Commander Scourge, Headstrong, Rampage,

Comcast, a squadron of Seekers, and the Despoiler and her crew. The Autobots had

Prime himself, Nosecone, Smokescreen, that Jumpstarter Twin Twist, and the

Aerialbots Air Raid and Skydive. Oh, and their medic, Overload."

 

            Scrapper coughs, "We were beaten back. We gave 'em a pounding, but they gave us

a pounding too. We've retreated to New Crystal City. I'm afraid to say that the

EDC has set up a blockade around us. The Despoiler has taken massive damage, and

we don't have the materials to fix it. With the blockade, we're going to have to

ration."

 

            "Now, unless Galvatron, Cyclonus, or Scourge wish otherwise, I'm issuing some

orders. First, the energon we recovered several days ago shall be used to fuel

up Trypticon. If the EDC and Autobots invade..." Scrapper sighs. "Second, I'm

placing the city on high alert. We'll stay in city mode for as long as possible

so we don't lose even /more/ energon. All Decepticons should prepare themselves

for a possible siege. And be careful if you have to run the blockade... we might

not be able to get to you. Scrapper out." Scrapper groans and vanishes from the

viewscreen.

 

            OOC: The EDC has a blockade. ICly, it's tough to get away now. They have

air-patrols running everywhere around the island. Oh, and kudos to the defenders

tonight. We lost, but we made 'em fight for every inch.

 

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