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[Basilisk]

OOC: I like how the Decepticons didn't shoot Wideload as he stumbled away slowly, let the Autobots leave and had no intention of pursuing them....and the Autobots tried to trap them underground in return.

...They're the decent ones now. Must not have gotten the memo.

IC (Hunter-Seeker)

The chamber cracked and groaned, and rubble started to fall from the area the Prime had fired at. "Autobot treachery. How utterly typical. They prattle on about honor and then, they attempt to trap us underground to die of energon starvation." Hunter-Seeker glared daggers at the Prime as he fled. "Ah well. It appears this chamber is not in immediate danger of falling from one shot. The incompetent fool."

Hunter-Seeker turned to regard Flatline. "I will see to it the dead are given full honors. Three dropships."

Edited by Basilisk, Jul 12 2012 - 09:45 PM.

[Axilus Prime]

OOC: He didn't leave them alive. He tried to get them trapped under there. And when did he get his name wrong?
IC: Alphonus shook his head. "That made little to no sense..." He looked over the injured group. "Medical team, can you use your Energon Repair Rays on the spot? They will not make it back to New Iacon otherwise."

[The Zytrix]

IC:

The medics got to work repairing the team with their tools, while the leader of the squad replaced Wideload's t-cog. He used his Repair Ray to fix the open surgical wound.
"Should be all good now," he said.
"Thanks, doc," Wideload replied.
The general stood up and attempted to transform. However, something strange happened. His body began to shift and change, sprouting strange parts that looked almost...organic. Soon, he had morphed into a strange form that looked half animal and half Cybertronian.
"Wha-wha happen?" he stuttered, looking at himself.
The medic was equally baffled and took out a scanner.
"Hmm..." he pondered, a confused look on his faceplate, "He's still completely Cybertronian, despite all outward appearances. Try transforming."
Wideload obeyed, panels on his body changing and moving until his new form was revealed: a huge, boar-like creature that lived in the Forest.
"What the slag?" Wideload said in confusion.
"Fascinating," the medic said in awe, "your t-cog has been modified to emulate organic forms."
"Huh?"
"You can transform into an animal."

Edited by Zyke the destroyer, Jul 12 2012 - 10:09 PM.

[Axilus Prime]

OOC: AAGH NO BEAST WARS MY WORST FEAR HAS BEEN REALIZED AAH--

Ok, that was uncivilized. Oops. Anyway, just ask Wotz. I must avoid that happening to me at all costs...!
IC: "It would appear...that they merged him with organic material..." Alphonus was repulsed. "This is not natural. I have no qualms with accepting organic beings into our society...but for them to force their nature upon us..." He approached the mutated Autobot. "Wideload, how do you feel?"

[The Zytrix]

OOC: Don't worry, I won't turn this into Beast Wars. Krayzikk suggested I should do it.

IC: Wideload

Wideload transformed and did a few shoulder rolls.
"I feel great," he said, "I mean, other than the fact that I was holding my own t-cog in my hands for a while there, I feel fine."

[Inferna Firesword]

OOC: So it's now turning into Beast Wars, then? I like it. Awww.

IC: Firestorm | Aboveground

During the war, Firestorm had seen a lot of strange things, many of which were acts of war: the destruction of Crystal City, the ejection of the Allspark, the corruption of her planet by Unicron's blood, Omega Supreme's rising, and the launch of the Ark. She considered herself unflappable by now.

However, staring at General Wideload, she quietly articulated a curse of amazement: "Slag."

-Inferna

Edited by Inferna Firesword, Jul 12 2012 - 10:20 PM.

[The Zytrix]

OOC: Yeah, I'll make having a beast mode optional. So it won't be full-on Beast Wars

IC: Wideload

"Slag indeed," Wideload concurred.
"We need to take you back to New Iacon...this is amazing news," the Medic said, then paused, "how fast do you think you can run?"
Wideload grinned.
"Let's find out!"
He transformed and took off across the rough terrain.

[Axilus Prime]

IC: "Perhaps we feel differently. I am glad you do not feel cursed. I surely would." He transformed and drove after. "Autobots, return to New Iacon!"
OOC: Good. Now I'm not sure if those organic aliens are good or bad...they seem more misguided.

[~Shockwave~]

OOC: I was right!
I'll be Rping soon

[Axilus Prime]

OOC: Good, because Evo's fixed up.
IC: Alphonus continued to drive, looking at Wideload's new form. He looked better before. However...it has done nothing to his mind. What is the secret of these organic beings?

[Inferna Firesword]

IC: Firestorm | En Route to New Iacon

Firestorm yelped a little bit as the general took off at a pace faster than she'd expected, then gave chase, at first on her pedes and then transforming once she was on solid footing.

IC: Burning Sky | In the Lair

The Seeker began gathering up what she could from the cave, forcing herself to ignore her claustrophobia. Her optics lingered on two of the empty shells scattered around the place, recognizing it as that of her field medic and one of her trinemates. Now that she could see them, Burning Sky realized what had killed them hadn't been due to the creature's violating tinkering, but by a round straight through their processers.

Someone had shot her Seekers, and there hadn't been enough Decepticons standing to comitt -- it had to be an Autobot, or more of them.

Standing over the Seekers' bodies she silently swore vengence: she would find the being that had killed her fliers, and hunt him until either one or both of them were dead, or until the universe ended.

OOC: Deltus is slagged once she finds him. Slagged, I tell you.

-Inferna

[Axilus Prime]

IC: Upon their arrival at New Iacon, Alphonus transformed. "We should show you to Grindcore, Wideload."

[Nebula 2.0]

IC - Crosswise?: The Autobot simply glared at Alphonus before looking at Wideload. The being simply watched as he showed off his new beast mode. He showed no signs of surprise and instead crossed his arms and watched the other Autobots. As the other began driving off, the scout transformed and followed behind the others. He didn't whistle as he drove alongside the rest of Alpha Unit, instead focusing on the large boar that lead them to the base.

IC - Flatline: Flatline nodded as he silently ordered Vehicons to begin moving the bodies. The medic silently looked over to Burning Sky and the two limp figures of her Seekers. He almost went over to try and comfort the third in command but relented and focused on moving the bodies. He entered the tunnel system. It was unlikely that was the only entrance way and the combat medic ordered an Insecticon to try and find another way out.

"War brings out the worst in us..." the medic said softly as he waited for the dropships to arrive.

[Axilus Prime]

IC: "Crosswise, are you all right?" Alphonus stopped before heading to Grindcore's quarters. "You seem irritated."

[~Shockwave~]

OOC: and what happened in the... cave? where should Shadostorm be?

[Axilus Prime]

OOC: That's up to you. Did he leave, or stay with Hunter-Seeker?

Plus you should RP Evo.

[Nebula 2.0]

IC - Crosswise?: The Autobot ignored the large Autobot's question. Instead, he focused on his left hand with a strange fascination. The Cybertronian moved his fingers around and grinned as he held it up to the light as parts on his left arm seemed to slowly shift around. He chuckled as he clenched it in a fist before realizing the attention being drawn to him. The scout sighed and closed his optics seemingly deactivating as his limp form hit the ground with a thud.

[Axilus Prime]

IC: Alphonus stared. "Get him to a medical bay for analysis," he said to the medic squad, "and strap him down just in case."

[~Shockwave~]

OOC: where is he? i didn't think dropping off the radar for a few hours would make me miss much.

[Axilus Prime]

OOC: With the rest, outside of the New Iacon command tower.

[~Shockwave~]

OOC: okay.

IC: Evo
Evo was not happy that he feinted in the middle of the fight.
he felt like a failure at the moment, but he said nothing of it, and just awaited orders as usual.

[Axilus Prime]

IC: Alphonus turned to Evo after giving the command. "You seem depressed. You were brilliant in battle...especially when you managed to carry me to the monstrous organics."

[~Shockwave~]

IC: Evo.
"but i blacked out in the middle of a battle..."

Edited by Wheeljack, Jul 13 2012 - 01:46 AM.

[Axilus Prime]

IC: "Only because of your tremendous effort in carrying others and shooting the best you possibly could." Alphonus gave Evo a reassuring nod. "It is like sacrificing yourself to save others...though on a smaller scale. And the small scales are enough to show spark in a soldier, spark capable of the bigger ones."

[~Shockwave~]

IC: Evo
"maybe. anyway, there anything that needs to be done around here?"

IC: Shadowstorm
shadow had followed the fleeing decepticons.
he was wondering if he could get the trust of the decepticon commander back.
he doubted it.

OOC: and now i must go offline until tomorrow.

Edited by Wheeljack, Jul 13 2012 - 02:20 AM.

[Axilus Prime]

IC: "Only that Crosswise is examined, but you do not have to worry about that."

[Burnmad: Toa of Emoticons]

IC: Raining Fire: Cave:

Raining Fire approached the dead creature. He picked a handful of its ashes. He walked over to Burning Sky and caught sight of the dead seekers. He gasped as he saw the bullet wounds.

OOC: ...And after Burning Sky is done, Raining Fire will enjoy himself by mutilating the body. =P

[Inferna Firesword]

OOC: She gets his head, though. It's going up in her quarters, mounted like an elk head.

IC: Firestorm | New Iacon

Now that they were safely back at base, the soldier got a good look at herself -- and wasn't pleased. Organic muck covered a good deal of her plating, obscuring her red coloration, and the remains of the acidic venom from their wild attackers were still clinging to her lower legs.

First order of business: remove the muck.

Staying just away from the group, she began cleaning herself off as best she could before she would ask a medic to fix the damage done by the acid.

-Inferna

[The Zytrix]

IC:

A giant wild boar approached the gates of New Iacon, prompting the guards to train their weapons on it. Before they could pull their triggers, however, the beast transformed into General Wideload.
"'afternoon," he said as he passed them.
Suddenly, he got a call from Grindcore.
"I heard you've acquired a new alt-form," Grindcore said.
"Yep," Wideload replied, "quite a nice one, too."
"I want you to report to the medical bays immediately for examination," Grindcore commanded, "we need to replicate this technology as soon as possible."
"Yes sir," Wideload obeyed, walking to the medical bay accompanied by the medic from before.

[Nebula 2.0]

IC - Crosswise: While Alphonus talked with Evo, the scout had already woken up. He slowly opened his optics, amazed to find himself in New Iacon. The Autobot wandered away from the others and sat down against a wall. Crosswise quickly removed the small device from his head and tossed it aside. The Autobot looked himself over, most of the damage were just shallow burns that would heal over time. As he sat there, the Autobot struggled to remember what had happened between checking the cave and arriving back at base.

[Axilus Prime]

IC: Alphonus looked at Crosswise when he got up again. "Crosswise still needs an examination. Medical group, that would be your area of expertise."
OOC: I love it when what Alphonus would do is the same thing I would do. Such as his battle orders and this order. I am really wondering what happened.

[The Zytrix]

OOC: One new character to balance my Autobot/Decepticon count.

Name: Mindwipe
Faction: Decepticon
Class: Scientist
Appearance
Alternate Mode: A sleek, angular Cybertronian stealth jet, somewhat similar to WFC Starscream's jet mode.
Weapons: Two wrist-mounted guns that double as blasters and EMP grenade launchers. His vehicle mode is equpped with missile pods that are mounted on his shoulders in robot mode.
Skills: Mindwipe's processor can form a wireless link-up with others, effectively allowing him to read processors and control weaker ones. He is also a master of stealth.
Traits: Some say that Mindwipe is more insane than Shockwave himself. While this may or may not be true, he frightens allies and enemies alike with his rasping voice and dark, manipulative demeanor.
Weakness: Mindwipe is ill-equipped for fighting in broad daylight, and thus prefers the shadows.
Bio: The origin of Mindwipe's unnatural abilities is unknown, although some say that they stem from one of Shockwave's experiments. The mind games he played with the Autobots (and sometimes even fellow Decepticons) earned him a reputation as one of the scariest fighters on Cybertron. He traveled to Nibiru with the second wave of Decepticon ships.

IC: Mindwipe (Underworld Forest)

As Deltus attempted to get information out of Vee, voices seemed to come from all around the Autobot.
"I would suggest you leave him alone," they warned in unison, "or you risk facing a rather ill, painful fate."
Suddenly, the voices turned to sharp, high-pitched screams as the figure revealed himself.
"I will not hesitate in terminating you," he threatened, his voice now singular.

Edited by Zyke the destroyer, Jul 14 2012 - 03:05 PM.

[Basilisk]

IC (Hunter-Seeker)

Hunter-Seeker was, insofar as he could be at the moment, in his element. "Dropships are inbound. I've sent a data packet regarding the incident to Magmatron." Hunter-Seeker suspected the surly Decepticon commander would, as always, be displeased by the results. With a sigh, Hunter-Seeker looked at his assembled troops, losses had been high here, thanks in no small part to Autobot treachery. Many of the Autobots he had fought in the past had been honorable opponents, evidently this batch hadn't got the memo.

[~Shockwave~]

OOC:

Name: Jolt
Faction: autobot
Class: mini-con
Appearance: a roughly six foot tall blue robot, fairly thin, and has a pair of wings(like most seekers) attached to his back.
Alternate Mode: electromagnetic blaster, wieldable by bigger bots. in addition he can transform int a flying blaster, for when he is not paired with a bigger bot.
Weapons: dual electromagnetic blasters, energy sword.
Skills: he is small and agile in robot mode.
Traits: small, and could very well sneak around unnoticed for quite awhile.
Weakness: He's a six foot tall robot. need i say more?
Bio: he's had a pretty boring life. but when cybertron fell, he fled and found himself on this planet.

IC: Shadowstorm
Shadowstorm followed his fellow decepticon. fearing the worst from his leader.

Edited by Wheeljack, Jul 14 2012 - 01:31 PM.

[The Zytrix]

OOC: I would change his class to Minicon, but other than that, approved.

IC: Magmatron (New Kaon)

Magmatron soon received the data packet, but was surprisingly not angry. The source of the disappearances had been found and eliminated, so now, business could continue as usual. As for the new t-cog, he would have his scientists analyze it and find out just what the alien had done.

Edited by Zyke the destroyer, Jul 14 2012 - 01:33 PM.

[~Shockwave~]

OOC: Done

IC: Jolt
Jolt had recently come to this planet, but he was unaware that there where other cybertronians here.
he had stumbled on a base (unknown to him it was his allies base) and decided he would see what was going on.
if he was lucky, he would go unnoticed. but luck did not appear to be in anyones favor at this point, if it was he wouldn't be here.

[The Zytrix]

OOC: I added Minicon to the list of classes if anyone else wants to make one.

IC: Wideload

Soon, Wideload had finished being examined by the medics and stepped outside to report to Grindcore, when he almost stepped on a Minicon.
"Woah there, little guy," he said, "watch out."

[~Shockwave~]

IC: Jolt
"So much for being unnoticed" he mumbled. "Uh... hi?" he said. he hoped desperately that he was talking to an autobot
But it was hard to tell, all his insignia where blocked.

Edited by Wheeljack, Jul 14 2012 - 01:44 PM.

[The Zytrix]

IC: Wideload

"Hey," Wideload said, crouching down to the smaller 'Bot, "what's your name?"

[Inferna Firesword]

IC: Burning Sky | Underworld Forest | Waiting for Pickup

After carefully poking her helm aboveground through the tunnels to make sure the area was clear (the Autobots had left, it seemed), the arch-Seeker carried the shells of her offline Seekers to the surface to await the dropships, and then started making trips from the chamber to aboveground to carry the shells. Her fear of enclosure had eased greatly once she had found that the surface wasn't too far away, to the point where she would be able to engage in conversation if need be.

-Inferna