Unused Hangar Inside the hangar, there are numerous large boxes apparently filled with aircraft parts, which are rusty and dilapidated. The lights are barely working, creating a dimness that leaves large areas of the hangar in deep shadows. Dust accumulates throughout the hangar, and unlike the other hangars which have a nice golden glow to them, this one is dark and gray. The skylight at the top is cracked and chipped, with a rather large, jagged hole in the center. "I regret to inform you all that the energon shipment has been brought to a halt! The workers that were present to unload the energon turned on their employers and now the spaceport has been engulfed by a terrible riot! We have confirmation that the militia has mobilized and is on route as we speak." "Hopefully, they will arrive before our glorious spaceport and the energon inside goes up in smoke!" OOC: Let the TP begin! Snarl blinks at the noise from outside... "What that?" Red Alert frowns, looking around, "Where have all of you been? We could have used more support yesterday." Streetwise rushes to the window and looks outside. His optics widen, "Ah, jeez. This is just what we DON'T need." Snarl walks over and pushes Streetwise aside, but not hard, to look for himself. Blurr runs over to a wall, look around anyone who is in front. Red Alert glances at Hot Spot and Snarl, "Everyone else stay inside, the three of us will see what's going on out there." he watches Snarl, "See anything?" Blurr says, "SHouldn'tWeGoOutAndHelp?" Pacis stands up of the box and heads over them, "What is it?" Lightspeed catches "riot" out of Blurr's fury of words, "You've got that right." The Technobot looks to his comrades, "Could it be the Decepticons? They're after that energon!" Streetwise yeilds his place to Snarl, but not graciously, "Hey, you big lug; all you have to do is ask." He turns back to the group, "It looks like the workers have finally got sick of...well, working." Blurr says, "WeMustStopTHemAndSaveTheInnocentsSince WeAutobotsDoStuffLIkeThat" Snarl blinks. "Snarl see people look mad." Snarl steps away from the window and heads tothe door to go see for himself up close. Blurr says, "WeCanBeatTheDecepticonsIKnowWeCan." Hot Spot begins hearing the loud clashes that can only be heard when there's a riot around and by the sounds of it... it's right outside! He gestures to Streetwise, "I'll need you to come as well, Streetwise. The Protectobots have experience with this sort of matter." Streetwise nods to Hot Spot, "Right with you bossbot." He checks his photon pistol before slipping it back into subspace, "I hate riots." He mutters. Snarl looks back. "Them Pacis and Blurr help too if people get hurt." Snarl opens the door and ventures out into the launch facility. Streetwise follows behind Snarl, "Oh yeah, lets let the dino do riot control." He murmurs, "That'll clear this situation right up." Streetwise opens the double doors and enters the launch facility. Vos -- Launch Facility If Commune Square is Vos' pride, then the Launch Facilities must be its ego. Cybertron's most famous spaceport, Ibex, has long been the planet's only artery to the rest of the universe. What few endeavors have been spared in search of the void have always been the purview of Ibex and her benefactors, a crime that Vos could tolerate no longer. Owning to a policy of seclusion rather than cohesion, the crowning step of the coronation would be the heralded opening of the Vos Spaceport; Cybertron would now have life blood pouring into a city that demanded its own. It's rumored that the construction nearly forfeited the stores the sequestered city is famed, for no cost was too great. It's rumored that Iacon herself will rumble with envy. Like tectonic plates, circular slabs of chillingly tempered metal crop amongst a sea of stowed hangers and edifices, large enough to accommodate even the mightiest of vessels. It's rumored even the Ark could station here. Yet, like so much else in reality, most is rumor. While open, dreams of gallant explorers cradled in Vos' spaceport seem a future unrealized; with so much spent on construction, little was left to purchase the aircraft needed. Dormant and stagnant, the prosperity envisioned that would rival the water trade of the Wharves to the North never came to be. Perhaps time will tell. Snarl is the first Autobot to emerge to investigate what the Autobots heard and spied through a window. He isn't hesitant at all to move towards the chaos, wondering what this is all about. Motormaster's optics first peer at the scheduled departures of the transports - apparently a priority for him, at least. Blurr stands behind the other autobots who got there first, to see whta is going on and to wait to see if any have orders to issue. Red Alert steps out very cautiously, scanning the area with his enhanced vision and sensory equipment. He has both weapons at the ready, although he's hoping to not have to use them. Streetwise sweeps his optics over the scene as he comes from the warehouse behind Snarl; as is his wont, he spots the 'cons almost straight away. "Dammit." he mutters, drawing his weapon from subspace but keeping it concealed. He turns to Red Alert, "We got company." Hot Spot has transformed into his fire engine mode and already begun the process of holding the rioters at bay by spraying high powered streams of water at the advancing crowd, "How is the situation faring for you, Streetwise?" Soundwave works his way into the crowded area from the west, taking care not to ram into any true civilians.. His attention is far off, focused moreon the transports that any one person, right hand casually hanging where his rifle usually would be placed. This was suppose to be a glorious day for the people of Vos...the day the largest shipment of energon would reach their fair city...the day their monumental spaceport would finally be put to use. But what lies before the time travelers is far from "glorious". Snap a picture of the scene that unfolds within the Vosian spaceport. They say a picture is worth a thousand words. If that is so, then words like "chaos" and "destruction" are the first to come to mind. Crates of energon cubes remain stacked in the vessel they landed in with others scattered carelessly along the ground while they robots that were meant to unload the supplies engage each other in what appears to be pointless violence. The rioting workers' optics burn a brilliant red...certainly these are the peaceful citizens of Vos who have been celebrating their annual festival. Flames run rampant through the spaceport, consuming the bulk of pervious deliveries. In a picture...a first glance...one would see uncontrollable rage burning through the launch facility. But what ignited the spark? These Cybertronians are simple workers, civilians with no desire for conflict, violence, or war. Streetwise snorts as he shoves one of the rioters back into the crowd, away from the Autobots, "About as well as it can, chief." He ducks as a projectile is thrown at his head and slams into the warehouse behind him, "These guys are really ticked off about something." RA's Militia Patrol skirts around the actual riot, moving towards Red Alert and the other Autobots. A few of the soldiers have to club a rioter or two with their rifle butts. Lock-down rushes over and salutes Red Alert, "Sir! We came as soon as we saw the trouble." Blurr says, "WHatIsGOingOnHEre?" Blurr says, "Can'tFolksEverRiotInACivilizedManner,AndDoItQuitly?" A single Vos transport is amongst the chaos, it's bay doors open, revealing the crates of energon that are free for the taking. However, the craft is encircled by flames and surrounded by rioting Vosians. Motormaster peers at the rioting Vosians. At least, confusion seems to set in. And then, mere amusement. A grin plays upon his lips, chuckling quietly to himself as pairs of engaged Vosians veer left and right before him. He glances over at his own little militia just following in - they're apparently picking on the midget, who's trying to get them to line up in a formation of sorts. Streetwise glares at Blurr, "It's a riot, Blurr. If they act civilised then it's a damned tea party." He pulls Blurr aside just as one of the crowd tries to pop him one, "Now pay attention!" Drag Strip runs towards transport with his gravito-gun drawn and blasting away at the Vosian workers, "That's right you psycho fools! No one touches OUR energon!" Suddenly a worker pulls Drag Strip's weapon away causing the Stunticon to flail his fists at the thief. Soundwave sidesteps one group of Vosians, only to be backed into another.. A hint of red crosses his line of sight, replaced immediatly by the usual amber. Snarl grumbles and grabs hold of a worker, lifting him up face to face and asking, "Why for you workers make riot?" Blurr says, "WowHeWasAngry." Blaster stands in the forefront of the Autobot line. He starts shaking his head profusely, "Naw. Naw man! This ain't how it's 'posed to be." He reaches into subspace and pulls out a wireless microphone. Speaking into it with control that would impress Optimus, he broadcasts to the Vos citizens, "HOLD IT! HOLD IT! EVERYONE CALM DOWN!" Snarl grumbles and grabs hold of a worker, lifting him up face to face and asking, "Why for you workers make riot?" Motormaster sneers at Drag Strip, opening his mouth to bellow something at the Stunticon. He stops himself though, that curious voice filling the air as he pauses - optics veering towards the source. Blurr says, "TheyCanTryRiotingLikeTheHumansInIndiaDidLongAgo" Blurr says, "TheyDidPeacefulRioting." Red Alert looks at the others standing near him, "All right, someone try to figure out how that started. The rest of us have to work on containing the riot, and possibly putting an end to it. Understood?" Oddly enough, the rioting Vosians do not acknowledge the new arrivals, even though their out of world forms might seem strange. The rioters don't utter a single word to the time travelling transformers...but they don't hesitate to attack. Soundwave reaches a hand up to shield an audio, then spins, focusing his attention on the voice over the crowd, getting shoved in the process. Wildrider slams through a smaller Vosian, snickering. Hot Spot finally notices the flashing red light inside his cab indicating his water pressure inside his water tank has now dropped to critical amount, "Water pressure is at critical, must control usage with care." He drives around and rams a row of crates causing it to fall down and block the Vosian workers access to the transport. Streetwise stares at Blurr in disbelief, "Yeah, well they're not. Stop philosophising and start protecting yourself." He turns to Red, "You got it..." he pauses, and turns to Hot Spot, "You got anything more specific for me to do, boss?" Who or what started this riot? A fine question, Red Alert. Animate that picture...look harder...and maybe the answer can be found. Under a closer examination one may find that the fuming Cybertronians are not erupting in any berzerker rage. The fists do not fly uncontrollably...the flames do not spread past their boundaries. There -is- control. Each graceful blow is a pyrotechnic display, for when they hit their mark the colors of pain and determination explode over the faces of the combatants. While the workers supply the fireworks, the fire dances along the crates, flickering with the same grace of the other performers. It seems that the first judgement was incorrect. All that was deemed chaotic is nothing of the sort. All that unfolds is part of some grand play...but for how's enjoyment? Oh so many questions. Snarl blinks as the one he snatched up attacks in a frenzy of futility. Snarl tosses the worker back into the mix of other rioters. He then looks to the fire around the energon transport and blinks. "Won't fire make that go boom?" Dead End races in behind Wildrider, skidding to a stop near the edge of the riots, "Oh, now this is interesting. . ." Wildrider slams his brake pedal to the floor, doing a 180 to face Dead End. "What is?" Motormaster lumbers his way through the rioting Vosians, apparently making his way to the transport. Perhaps he desires to satiate his own curiousities himself, leaving his Stunticons to amuse themselves for the time being. Streetwise looks in the direction Snarl is looking, "Oh shoot!" he cries, flipping into auto mode and firing his compressed air cannon to try to dissipate the flames. Hot Spot grunts out to Streetwise while he rams into more crates preventing other Vosian workers from advancing, "We need permanent solutions to keep these workers away from the transports, Streetwise!" Blurr tries to use his speed to save any innocent bystandards, and to try to help keep the rioters in check. The questions just continue to answer themselves as the room temperature suddenly plummets, despite the heat of the battling robots and the scorching flames. It would seem the arrival of the Autobots and Decepticons has triggered this change in climate. But It is not simple cold...it is the presence of something more. There is that feeling of being watched...an icy tickle of suspicion. Humans have the habit of linking to such oddities to the existence of "ghosts" and such assumptions could be viewed as primitive thinking by the transformers. But now, here in ancient Cybertron the transformers may find themselves believing. The satisfied "Mmmmm" of a child in a candy store echoes through the spaceport, which now gives a feeling of emptiness despite the activity. A whisper, not from an source that can be seen or touched, rises, some how silencing the battle and the flames..."Welcome..." Yes, interesting indeed. Wildrider's engine idles as a cat would purr. "You feel like takin a few Vosians out?" Dead End lets his motor idle, "You have no sense of purpose Wildrider. Can't you see there's more to this than a simple riot?" Wildrider's trunk splits in the middle, and retracts into the sides, a large black double-barelled rifle unfolding from storage and placing itself over the car, the barrel being almost as long as the car itself. Blaster continues to shout over his microphone. After another few moments, he stops, his legs vibrating uncontrollably. He turns to Red Alert, "They ain't gonna stop for a while, Red." Wildrider says, "Who needs purpose when you've got a CANNON in your TRUNK!?" Drag Strip transforms into his Formula one mode, "Lets teach these guys some manners, Wildrider!" Red Alert turns to Hot Spot, "I'll help Streetwise with the fire." he says, loading his nitrogen gun, "You and Blaster get over there and prevent them from making any more. There's something wrong with all this, but for now we just need to keep everyone safe. Remember, caution first." Streetwise continues blasting the flames with compressed air, even as the temperature drops. He shivers slightly, checking his temperature sensors, "Did anyone else feel that?" Snarl stops and looks around ... "What.... What that?" Snarl narrows his optics and looks all around trying to figure it out. Blurr says, "ISureDid,WhatWasit,DoesANyoneKnow?" Blaster looks to Hot Spot, "You take the right side, you take the left. Start breaking them up as fast and as far as you can." Dead End snorts, "Can't you feel the dark wind blowing? You're out of your league." despite what he says, he brings out his particle beam cannon, "Shooting won't do much good. Just watch the Autobots." Motormaster continues to wade through the Vosian workers, towards the transport. He pauses, however, his head module lifting to the skies as he bellows to himself, "...slag? What the?". His momentum, however, seems to pushing forth, driving him to continue making his way towards the transport- though at a slightly slower pace. As if things were not strange enough, the rioting Vosians separate for the Stunticon, allowing a path straight to the transport. That whisper returns, outing the sounds of battle once again..."Take what energy you would like...fatten yourselves up for me." Wildrider cackles. "Yeah! Let's go!" There's a roar from his engine as Wildrider's wheels begin spinning in place, generating an enormous smoke cloud. Ever so slowly does the car begin creeping forward, the tires spinning madly against the metal ground. With a release of the brakes, Wildrider dashes forward, using his limited-antigrav to leap over Dead End and perform a double barrel-roll through the air, slamming into a wrecked store, and erupting out of the one next to it, firing his cannon madly. Soundwave continues to allow himself to be puched around, only raising hands to deflect actual blows. His attention falters as the strange mood crosses the rioters.... Visor flickering, he looks for a place to retreat to, to study from afar Blurr contineus to use his speed to help where he thinks he can. Red Alert looks to his militia now, "You help Hot Spot and Blaster Lock-down, and cover me while I go in." Lock-down nods and barks a few orders. As Red Alert rushes in to help Streetwise, a volley of laser blasts accompanies him, clearing a path. Wildrider's stereo system begins blasting 'Magic Carpet Ride' by Steppenwolf. Motormaster lumbers towards the transport, optics peering at the crates of Energon left untouched. A grin plays upon his lips, glancing over his shoulder briefly to peer at his Stunticons. Streetwise continues firing at the fire, "What the heck is goin' on?" He yells out, "I've seen riots, this isn't right... it's too controlled. Someone's directing this." Snarl sees Motormaster going for the energon apparently and he grumbles. "Snarl no let Ceptic'one get energon!" Snarl starts running towards Motormaster... Drag Strip activates his plasma turret and extends it upwards, the turret begins tracking the Vosian workers. Moments later bursts of plasma blasts spews out of the turret and melts a Vosian worker who was attempting to attack him from the behind, " That's right! Who's next?" He continues to drive towards the transport. Dead End fires a few random blasts into the fray, but his heart's really not into it. Autobots are one thing, but he's never been one for random destruction. Well, not now at least. Soundwave continue to back away, staring at the crowd, turnign his head to locate his fellows, as distasteful as they may be. There, the energon shipment, a large figure, ahhh... He begins to manuver towards Motormaster, now not careing whom he shoves out of his path Snarl grits as now seeing another Decepticon going for the energon too... "Where Grimlock and Swoop when need them? Snarl do everything self." Motormaster pauses at the thundering steps of Snarl. The Energon must be secured! He glances over his shoulder, bellowing loudly towards his Stunticons, "STUNTICONS! THE ENERGON!". A finger points towards the open transport, as if expecting his Stunticons to swarm. Red Alert makes it to Streetwise, unleashing a stream of cold nitrogen at the flames, "Of course it's planned Streetwise, it's all been planned. The Decepticons have never been the true threat, but no one believed me!" Dead End fires an extra blast in the direction Motormaster points. Wildrider changes his course, slamming through two Vossians. "You heard fat-ass! Get the energon!" There's a louder roar from Wildrider's engine as his nitrous kicks into play, hurtling the Decepticon from 192mph to over 235mph - while he continues to accelerate. Motormaster flails an arm madly, sneering at Dead End, "...FOOL! YOU'LL HIT THE ENERGON!". He continues lumbering towards the transport, his form transforming into a Semi to cover the distance. Streetwise snarls at Red Alert, "Hey, we need more than your self centred paranoia here Red, we need to know what's going on." He bats down another section of flames with his cannon, "Blaster!" He calls out, "Can you detect anything? Any transmissions going to or from the crowd?" No, this is no riot...there are other forces at work. Those forces find that the rioting Vosians are distracting the Autobots and Decepticons from the matter at hand. That mysterious whisper rises again, "Don't concern yourselves with my toys...you must feed, so I can in turn." Suddenly, the fires are extinguished and the rioting Vosians fall to the floor unconscious...could things be even more strange? It's not everyday you see a fire engine suddenly drive up a ramp and fly over a bunch of Cybertronian rioters but then this isn't an ordinary fire engine. The Protectobot commander transforms almost immediately as all of his wheels leaves the ground and when he lands loudly onto the ground he is in the form of his robotic mode. With a nod Hot Spot begins spraying cold nitrogen at the grounds above the Vosian worker's feet causing them to slip and fall, "Acknowleged, Blaster. Good luck with your efforts, I'll assist you as soon as I am done." Blaster heads to the right of the crowd, then suddenly makes a mad rush through the center, pushing and pulling rioting citizens off of eachother. As quickly as he can, he moves them as far away from what they're doing to, hopefully, a place where they can't start anymore fires. As he's grabbing a particularly large mech, he gets tripped, and falls down, his chestplate making a nice clanging sound as it implants itself into the flooring. As he struggles to get up, Vosians take the opportunity to exact revenge. Blurr trues to rush over to where BLaster is to help him. Snarl jumps and kicks in his flight systems to try to keep up! "Snarl not let you Ceptic'ones get away easy!" Motormaster's engines rev loudly, a scream of frustration at his own Stunticons emitted into the air as he barrels down the open path those Vosians seemed to allow. He picks up speed, shortening the trip to the transport by half as he continues to accelerate. Wildrider rockets past Motormaster ~ quite literally. Soundwave continues manuvering towards the Stunticons, the only familiar faces that he cares to deal with. @listen me= Drag Strip transforms beside Motormaster and stares down at the endless crates of energon neatly packed for his taking! There is no hesitation as Drag Strip thrusts both of his hands into the energon and begins pulling out chunks for himself to consume, "Oh yeah boss! This is THE stuff!" Blurr continues trying to get through the crowd to where Blaster is, now using his hovercar mode. A cold wind blows past each of the transformers present and when it blows past it feels as if part of you has gone to as if it were sampling food on a dinner table. The voice returns, much strong then a whisper, "Mmmm...some many possibilities. But I have the time...time is on my side." An etheral haze forms around Blaster..."Let me begin with you!" Wildrider skids to a halt, slamming into two Vossians, Blurr says, "WhatDiviousnessIsGoingOnHere?" Red Alert frowns, "Hold your grou. . ." he sighs, talking into his communicator, "Lock-down! Go help Streetwise now!" The militia suddenly reforms and begins to push it's way, slowly, towards the area where Blaster is down. Hot Spot deactivates his nitrogen cannon and spins around towards Blaster, "Fear not, Blaster! No harm will come to you as long as I have a drop of fuel left in my fuel tanks!" The two nitrogen cannons disappears into Hot Spot's weapons compartment and begins running to the fallen tape commander. Dead End finally decides to transform, he's not doing much as he is now. Dead End begins to break apart, unfolding into a robot. Soon the dour robot form of the Decepticon warrior Dead End has taken the place of the maroon porsche. Blurr says, "BLaster,AreYouFunctional?HowDoYouFeel?" Wildrider transforms, and flies over to the energon, pulling his rifle, and shooting people for the hell of it. Snarl lands by the energon and takes out his energy-sword. It lights up and nums to life! Snarl growls at the pillaging Decepticons. "Snarl say big mistake." The Dinobot advances. Motormaster decelerates, engine rev'ving as his Semi faces the incredible crates of Energon! He begins manuevering about, backing up as the end of his trailer lowers. Dead End vaults over the crowd, using his flight ability just enough to get over to the others without looking too suspicious. He lands near Motormaster, "THere, I'm here." Wildrider looks to Snarl, then flags over Dragstrip and Dead End. "Hey! We got a moron to deal with!" Drag Strip has finished with his share of the energon by now and he quickly pulls the rest of the crate out. Noticing that Motormaster's trailer has arrived he begins loading up his boss with all the crates he can find. Soundwave stops moveing, attention distracted by the sense of loss.. He gives a shake of his head, reaching up to rest a hand on the almighty button of personal army summoning.. Breaking back into motion, he makes a move towards the Energon, depressing the magic button, Intoning, "Frenzy Eject.. OPeration.." He seems to falter for a word, then picks one, "Operation Cease fire" Blaster screams out in what is known to the humans as Holly Horror...the fear that God has forsaken them and is about to unleash his wrath. His head hits the ground hard, and he is motionless for a few moments. When he moves again, it is with a smootheness that has never before been seen in him. He stands, his optics wide and his mouth twisted into a snarled grin. A darkness emminates from his, as he takes a slow visual sweep of the surrounding area. His lips part, and a whisper is heard, as if talking to himself, yet it is loud enough for all to hear, "Yessssssss. This will do nicely." He locks his gaze in on the Decepticons, then slowly moves to lock his gaze on each and every Autobot. "Nicely indeed." Motormaster's engines rev as he bellows, "Wildrider! What's going on?!". The front of his cab faces the outside of the transport, anticipating loads of energon to be sliding down his trailer, perhaps. Red Alert finally gives up, the flames are too much for him alone. He turns back to see how his men are faring. Lock-down has just broken through in time to see Blaster rise. He stands there, frowning at the Autobot as his soldiers battle behind him, "I thought you were down. WHat's going on?" Blurr says, "WhatIsGoingOnBLaster?AreYouOk" Streetwise slews to a stop next to Blaster as he rises, burning off some of his tyre rubber in a cloud of smoke. He flips up into robot mode, looking at Blaster with concern, "What happened to you, man?" Dead End is the only Stunticon near the truck, so he starts loading energon, "You know, you're lucky Wildrider gave me his dice or I wouldn't be doing this." Blurr stops near blaster Wildrider glares at Snarl. "What's the matter!? There is a DINOBOT looking at me!!!!" Soundwave closes the hatch as Frenzy ejects, and motions towards the Stunticons, "Assist inretrieving the energon." Motormaster bellows at Dead End, engines rev'ving wildly. "Fool! You'll be without legs like Drag Strip-*WHAT?!*". He pauses at Wildrider's exclamation. Frenzy pops out of Soundwave, the cassette flying across the air for a short distance, he slowly begins to transform, then as his transformation completes his little feet hit the ground, he surveys the area to try and grasp what going on. He looks at the gathered, then is suddenly baffled as he observes the chaos. Snarl steps over to the Semi... he raises a foot to Motormaster's cab and gives a good hard kick! "No parking!" Dead End stops loading and pulls out his gun, aiming at Snarl, "Now, Autobots I don't mind dealing with. We have a permit Snarl." Drag Strip's actions has been noticed by Hot Spot and he doesn't plan to let him continue with the plundering. He'll need back up first though. Hot Spot approaches Blaster and examines him, "Are you alright Blaster? If you are we will require your assistance in stopping the Decepticons from stealing the energon." Motormaster's rev'ving engines whine loudly as Snarl's ready to kick the cab. A squeal of tires is heard briefly, and he reverses into the crates of Energon! If anything, the lowered end would probably have shoved a decent amount of crates into the trailer, if anything at all. Well, at least a little more than Dead End's half-aft effort at loading, perhaps. Blaster looks to Blurr, then Drag Strip, following around to Streetwise, and taking in all the mechs, Autobot, Decepticon and Vosian, around him. "Yessssss. Everything is fine," he whispers. "Everything is outstanding." He smiles, a cold wind again blowing through the area, "The Decepticons? Yesssss. Stop them." He reaches behind his back, replacing the microphone still in his back into subspace, which returns with his weapon. "Stop them now." He takes aim, and as you watch, it doesn't seem to be towards any of the Decepticons, but rather at the unsuspecting mech known as Lock-Down. With a fluid motion, he smiles and pulls the trigger, unleashing a much heavier blast than what Blaster is normally firing. Moto's Militia patrol (MMP) starts arguing amongst themselves. They push the designated leader of their rag tag bunch - namely, the midget mech. Apparently, the midget mech doesn't wish to even bother with the crowd, arguing back towards the rag tag militia. Streetwise blinks as Blaster unleashes his shot, "What the heck are you doing?" He yells, leaping towards Blaster, trying to knock his weapon aside. Snarl growls as the truck moves and some gnat named Dead End aims a weapon at him. Snarl swings his mighty sword to chop into the Semi as he roars. Red Alert starts to push his way through the crowd. He notices how odd the Vosians look, not at all like. . . anything normal. He frowns, but his attention is caught by a blast from the direction of his militia. He looks up just in time to see Blaster fire, the shot slamming into Lock-down's chest. It goes clean through, leaving a very stunned Lock-down staring at the hole through his chest-plate. Adter a moment, he collapses, the light fading from his optics. Drag Strip turns around after unloading another armful of crates into Motormaster's trailer when he finds it coming straight at him. Surprise can be seen on Drag Strip's face as he gets driven over by his boss, "Ugnnn this sucks!" Frenzy just looks around, trying to figure out wahts goning on, it's tough having minimal intelegence, so he does waht any well respecting cassette would do, he redies his scatter blasters, but doesn't remove them from his back. Blaster's arm moves with the force of the blow, going to it's extent of motion, then recoiling like tightly wound spring in an attempt to dislodge the Autobot from his arm, "I am stopping them." Again the whisper, and again the wind. It's as if everytime he speaks, the cold wind picks up again. Dead End sighs and looks at Drag, "Could you get out from under there and help me? There's time for that nonsense later." Blurr has reconnected. Soundwave stops behind his creation and stares around, showing, perhaps more caution and defensiveness in reguard to the othermech than he normally would. Maybe he's just stressed out. Streetwise is thrown backwards by Blaster's unnatural strength and falls to the floor, "Stoppng them?" he shouts, outraged and disgusted, "Stopping who? What the heck did you shoot Lockdown for?" Motormaster reverses a little more, the end of his trailer rising up to close and secure the contents inside! The engines rev, as Motormaster's tires squeal! He's trying to ram Snarl off the transport! Blurr says, "WhatareYouDOingBLaster?" You hear Soundwave mutter: "it...me...or...than...I" Drag Strip can be seen flat on the ground as Motormaster transforms into his robot mode. A little crackle comes out of his vocal unit, "Thanks boss... ugnn..." Hot Spot places a solid grip on Blaster's shoulders, "What in Primus are you doing Blaster? Your fall must have damaged your CPU! That was a Vosian militaman Lock-Down you just shot!" He reaches forward and tries to take Blaster's gun away from him. Pacis stands away from the ship or what's remaining of the crowd...She is staring at the ship like if she was thinking about something. Her attention was attracted by Blaster's shot, she looks at him considering for a momment, "What are you doing Blaster?" Frenzy looks about, still baffled, looks at the crazy Soundwave wanna be and allt he crazy shit, "What the fuck?" he looks about casually, arms limp at his sides. Red Alert pushes his way into the little clearing around Blaster. The militia's medic is kneeling beside Lock-down. He looks at Red and shakes his head sadly. Red Alert frowns and looks at Blaster, "You have some serious explaining to do. Streetwise, I think we'd better get him out of here before he can do any more damage." Blurr tries to move over to STreetwise restrain blaster, fro teh other side. Soundwave erms, having watched Blaster shoot what seemed like a civilian.. Then... he chuckles softly.. amused. You hear Frenzy mutter: "shittin'...me" Snarl is knocked back away by the semi, tearing up the metal ground as he skids along to a stop. Snarl peels himself up out of his little crater path and roars. "Snarl Smash!" The Dinobot transforms into Stegosaurus mode and charges! Snarl missed Motormaster with his charge attack. Blurr says, "DidYouSeeWhatBlasterDid?" Motormaster bellows, "SLAG!!!". That trailer jerks to one direction, the cab swerving after. He reverses for a moment, and then transforms! Soundwave leans down, scoops Frenzy up and sets him on hs shoulder, "Probably safer up here away from all the crazies." he murmurs, gesturing vaguly to the crowd... and the Autobots. Blaster smiles as he drops his gun, his shoulders locked and his movement suddenly restricted by the surrounding Autobots. As if unphased by this new turn of events, he again twists his mouth into that demonic smile, optics focused directly on Soundwave. The wind speaks, "Youuuuuu. I killed youuuuuu." Looking around again at the Autobots, he drops quickly into his Boom_Box mode, slipping out of Hot Spot's grip, then suddenly re-transforms into his robot mode, gaze still locked onto Soundwave. Dead End shakes his head, "Fine, I suppose I have to help. Motormaster, you might want to be more careful about running over your men in the future." he comments as he fires a shot at Snarl. Hot Spot lets a hint of anger into his words as he calls out to Streetwise and Red Alert, "Red Alert, Streetwise we don't have the time to spare units right now! As much as I want to question Blaster for his actions we must still concentrate on stopping the Stunticons from getting away with the energon! Streetwise, Red Alert come assist me and Snarl!" Motormaster's optics narrow, bellowing loudly at the Dinobot, "Blasted Dinobot!". He clasps his own hands together, charging Snarl as he pulls back, swinging both clenched fists at his form upon arrival! Frenzy sits on the shoulder oppisite the cannon thing on the other shoulder, "This is prety cool ya know" Blurr stands there a bit puzzled. Streetwise glares at Blaster for a moment, "You got it boss!" he calls out as he flips back to auto mode and drives hard for the Stunticons. He blazes away at Dead End with his compressed air gun as he moves. Drag Strip sticks his thumb into his mouth and blows hard, suddenly he is reinflated and very very angry. He makes a run at Snarl, "Hiiiiya! I'm coming for ya 'bot!" He throws his punches at Snarl, "Die die die muhahahaha!" Soundwave audibly *Aacks* as the whispery wind-driven voice catches his attention... Backing up, if slowly, he gives Blaster a stare, quite puzzled if you could see his expression.. "Yes.. Cool.." he states, albeit quietly, "I hope the Stunticons can handle that Dinobot before the real city militia shows.... Snarl turns slightly as Dead End speaks, inadvertantly evading the shots. But then Snarl nearly loses his footing, staggering as he gets Smashed. Snarl growls and tries to chomp into Motormaster! Hot Spot begins to kick up dust as he shrinks slightly in size and the rear of the fire engine seperates, forming two legs. The cab of the fire truck seperates forming a torso, chest and two arms followed by a head sliding up from beneath the chest. As the dust settles Hot Spot stands before you ready to jump into action. Red Alert narrows his optics at Hot Spot, "Very well, but he will answer for this when this is over. That was my second, and he was just doing as I ordered. Such things can not be permitted." Frenzy smirks, "Course dey can, dere 'cons" he grins at the crazy blaster, "man, he's kinda scary though.....can I kill em?" Motormaster bellows loudly into the air, "SLAG! You Dinobots are-". He pauses, leaping off to the side as a mammoth hand follows through after Snarl's momentum. "...*BLAST!!!*". Dead End is hit in the side by a weapon similiar to his own. He whirls, active now that battle's started. Ah, a more suitible opponent." he transforms, revving up his engines, "Prepare yourself for the scrap heap Autobot!" he emits as he rockets forward, springing into the air and firing a particle beam at Streets. Soundwave considers, "I thought we were still under cease fire orders.." He gives Frenzy a look, "I have dibs onthat mechanism when we return to our own time." Soundwave steps away another step as weapons fire begins to be discharged, "I couldbe wrong." he adds, watching Dead End open fire. Nervously he glances about, expecting guardians to show.. Frenzy makes a kinda snearing face, "Are ya sure? can i just hurt him? Is sound concidered a weapon?" his face is kinda snearing and inquisitive all at the same time. Hot Spot turns his head to Red Alert, with sympathy, anger and saddeness mixed together on his face, "Affirmative, Red Alert. Indeed he will answer for this terrible crime against the innocent Lock-Down but for now we have the Decepticons to stop." He then turns back and leaves for the battle. Swiftly and silently he manuevers himself behind Drag Strip and taps the Stunticon on the back. With a short, quick shove, Blaster shoves Blurr and Red Alert away from him, and starts to glide his way towards Soundwave, slowly, each *klang* of his feet sounding like a death march. Blurr stumbles back a bit from the shove. "WhatIsGoingOnHere? Blurr says, "BlasterEvil." Streetwise gets caught in the hood by Dead End's blast; he grunts as a small hole is blown through his armour and slips up into robot mode, aiming a fist for Dead End's face, "Blow it out your exhaust, Dead Meat!" he yells Red Alert stumbles forward, his attention on Hot Spot for the moment. He turns around to see Blaster moving away, but since he doesn't seem to be a threat right now, he makes his way over towards where the others are battling. Blurr decides to fallow red alert.. Soundwave glances back at Frenzy, "IF you're feeling froggy." he quips, mimicing a random phrase, Then he looks back, and notices Blaster walking towards him... "I think the truce is at and end.... Shoot him. Frenzy." His visor flickers for a moment as he smiles to himself. The Wind asks, "How did you survive?" With peanut butter and jelly beans of course! Dead End will assume Streetwise was aiming for his hood, and takes a hard blow there, which dents it. His engine growls, "How dare you ruin my perfection Autobot? Allow me to do the same." his tires squeal, but he's not in a good position for a ram yet. Instead he simply fires his chasis laser. Red Alert looks at Hot Spot, "All right, I'm here now. Things look mostly under control, we've got them outnumbered." Hot Spot missed Drag Strip with his punch attack. Frenzy hops to his feet on Soundwaves shoulder, his cassette drums starting to spin, "Turn up the volume me thinks." the drums spin faster as it beocme an audiable sound of 'Quake 2 Theme' rising, getting louder, almost deafining, then a blast of almost solid sound shoots out, heading for Blaster (OOC: may I?) Streetwise is blasted backwards by the assault, which punches a further hole in his torso, he grimaces and pulls his photon pistol from subspace; "Perfection my lower chassis." he aims a high intensity blast for where he assumes Dead End's optic sensors are, and squeezes the trigger. Drag Strip turns around and gasps out in fear as he finds the tall Protectobot commander, Hot Spot standing in front of him. He doesn't even have time to say anything witty when the fist ol' doom from Hot Spot goes flying for his face. What is this?! Drag Strip managed to shield himself from the devastating attack by retracting his head into his body. He grabs on to Hot Spot's legs and with exaggertated strength tries to throw the Protectobot commander. attack dead end=blinding Snarl growls... Drag is probably not helping Motormaster by pissing off the Dinobot even more. Snarl swivels around, swinging his tail in towards Motormaster! "Crush Ceptic'ones!" Snarl hit Motormaster with his crush attack. Dead End takes relatively minor damage from the blast, but loses his vision. He swerves uncontrolably, finally skidding to a stop for safety's sake. Still, he makes a very tempting target now. Streetwise gives a little chuckle and flicks his pistol into a higher powered mode, snapping off another shot at the semi-disabled Stunticon. Blaster's chestplate slowly lowers to the down position. Two things are funny about this. 1) It never moves this slow. 2) A tape is usually ejecting the second the door is halfway down. He continues his slow march towards his Decepticon counterpart, a slight glow building in the hole in his chest. As he moves foward, the glow increases in intensity. After 5 steps, the glow is now taking up his entire chest cavity, and the light is about that of a 75 watt light bulb. Having caught a glimpse of something called Japaneese Animation back on earth, everyone present can tell that this is just a prelude to another blast, more than likely more powerful than the first one. Motormaster's optics widen, the tail slamming into Moto's form with force! But regardless, despite the powerful attack, Moto returns one of his own almost instinctively, both hands crushing down upon Snarl's tail in fury! Soundwave braces as his creation prepares to let loose his own attack at the approaching Blaster.. A hand moves up to rest on a silver button in his midrift, as if the azure Decepticon were preparing his own. Hot Spot raises an optical groove as he watches Drag Strip's head retract into his body like a turtle but he didn't expect him to recover so quickly. He is flipped over onto his back where he kicks back at the Stunticon. Snarl's tail whips away after the crushing blow puts a good dent in it! The Stegosaurus turns his head to face Motormaster and he spews out fire wanting to melt down the Decepticon for supper! Dead End is hit by the laaser blast hard for some reason. It shoots clean through him, burning a hole through his windshield and disintigrating one of his new fuzzy dice. He growls as his vision returns, "That's the last straw Autobot, you will be so much junk when I finish with you." His wheels spin for a second before he shifts into gear. He shoots forward, aiming his front bumper at Streetwise's midsection. Fire encompasses Motormaster's form as he bellows into the air, "SLAGGIN' DINOBOT!!". His foot propulsors glow, igniting briefly as he's sent into the air, the infamous cyclone-gun phasing into his hand. He soars about Snarl in a circle, before coming to a halt before. "I have no time for this!". With that, he fires at the Stegosaurus! Soundwave reaches up his free hand and steadies Frenzy, the other hand tapping a button thoughtfully. Motormaster hit Snarl with his cyclone_gun attack. Drag Strip slams into the pavement a few times as he bounces across the landing strip, "Gahhh ahhh!" He slams into a boxful of energon and it buries him alive, "Help!" Red Alert readies his shoulder mounted rocket launcher, aiming it at Drag Strip, "You're hopelessly outnumbered Stunticon. Stand down now and get out. . ." he watches Drag Stip bounce away and lowers the weapon, "Apparently he did that for me. . ." Snarl winces as the ammo of the cyclone gun strikes... The Dinobot transforms into Robot mode, draws his sword and soars towards Motormaster growling as he moves to impale Motormaster! Streetwise is caught dead square by the porche, and is sent sprawling backward. He grunts again as he slams to the ground and rolls to one side, allowing Dead End to pass. As he does, Streetwise slams out with his fist, trying to shove it through the armour plate on Dead End's door. Hot Spot says, "Status, Streetwise?" Motormaster moves to the side - but apparently not quickly enough! The sword can be seen shearing through his plating cleanly. He lifts his gun towards Snarl at close proximity, firing off shots randomly to try and put some distance as he flies about the air wildly for a moment. Dead End finds himself with a badly dented side door that he didn't have before. Just what he needs. He pulls a quick 180 to face Streetwise, "You have determination Autobot, if not much common sense. Soon you will have neither." His particle beams shoot forth once more, blazing towards the Protectobot Interceptor. Wildrider breaks free of a platoon of Vosians, promptly shooting them. Dead End missed Streetwise with his particle_gun attack. Streetwise says, " Damage at fifty percent, boss. I don't think that Dead Meat here's faring any better." Motormaster bellows at Wildrider, pointing at Drag Strip briefly. "Help the fool!". Wildrider waves Motormaster. "Yeah yeah...you don't need to yell!" Wildrider steadies his gun and dashes over to Dragstrip. Crossbow walks into the area very quietly, and you barely notice him arriving. RA's Militia Patrol begins firing at Wildrider. The laser fire attracts Red Alert's attention, and he aims his weapons at the other Stunticon, "Hold it right there! Hot Spot, we've got another one." Snarl is blasted back, the heat of the blast scortching his face and chest making Snarl look even more primal than before. Smoke pours from his mouth and the Dinobot continues after Motormaster in a flying-tackle move! Soundwave's attention briefly surveys the battlefield, then returns to Blaster, after he notes the Stunticons and their looseing battle with the Autobots, "We may well have to depart before too muchinury is taken." Wildrider pauses, ducking behind a piece of large rubble and aiming his rifle to Red Alert. "You biasin me, chump!?" Streetwise rolls out of the way of Dead End's blast, pulling his weapon back from subspace again as he comes up to a kneel, "Dammit, stay *down*!" he yells, letting off another stun blast. Frenzy looks at Soundwave, "Are you kidding? I'm stayin' till a gaurdian shows up" Wildrider dashes over to Dragstrip, keeping his eye on Red Alert as he assists. "Hurry up moron!" Dead End is stopped this time, so isn't too worried about crashing, "Would you please stop that, it's very annoying." he emits. Hot Spot says, "Do not hesistate to call for assistance, Streetwise. I'll be there if you need me." Motormaster's propulsors elevate him higher at the last minute! The gun phases out, that sword of his phasing into his other hand. As Snarl flies underneath, he swings his sword at the Dinobot, energon leaking from his side as his optics narrow! "Slagging Dinobot! Technology...is..no match for skill!!". (That phrase sounds unearthly familiar!) Soundwave glances at Frenzy, "A guardian.. and how do you propose we explain this?" His voice pops up an octave, "Honestly, sir, we were just watching.... We're too stupid to know when to run?" Blaster stops dead in his tracks, a shocked look upon his face. Like a dead tree falling in the woods, he is on his way down. As his arm falls to the ground before the rest of his body, sparks shoot out of the socket, and smoke rises to the heavens. Blaster hits the ground with his back, his back losing the battle and emits an earshattering *BOOM*, as if he weighed 20 times more than he should. The energy, building within his chest, is suddenly disperced as a collum of light jumps into the air, harmlessly pushing through the atmosphere and into space. Blaster's face is blank, and he lays there unmoving, his optics fading. Streetwise runs over to Dead End, "Not a chance, buttmunch!" He cries, aiming a hefty kick for Dead End's windshield. Drag Strip finally digs his way out, "Thanks for nothing, you bum! Now I gotta save your butt again." He begins approaching Red Alert with an evil grin on his face. Frenzy smirks at Soundwave, "No, we just run really really fast" Red Alert can't let Wildrider continue, so fires off the weapon he has at hand, his nitrogen gun, "I warned you Decepticon. . ." he says, spraying the cold liquid at the Stunticon. Soundwave glances at Frenzy again, then *laughs*, "Run? Fast? You *must be kidd.." he stops the backpedals, hitting the ground as Blaster seems to explode... "Fire in the hole!" Blurr switches into hovercar mode and triesto make his way over to where blaster is Snarl feels the chop of the sword, not finding familiarity with that phrase at all. There is only the rage that the blade cut through. Snarl comes about and kicks in full thrust to deliver an UIppercut of earth shattering proportions... that is if he doesn't miss again... Streetwise says, "Roger that boss; I think I can handle this greasemonkey for now though." Wildrider dashes to the right of the blast, leaping onto the ground and skidding to a halt, aiming his rifle at Red Alert's head and firing off a shot. "I don't take orders from Autobots, dimwit!" Frenzy points at blaster and laughs, "I killed the er! COOL!" Motormaster's sword phases out as he's sent flying higher into the air. His foot propulsors give out, and he crashes with a resounding thud on the ground below - not to mention claiming a couple of Vosians on the fall! Crossbow enters the area on a hunch, and what he sees nearly astounds him. He calls his sniper rifle out from subspace for the first time in awhile, and tries to pick out a target. Drag Strip points his gravito-g un at Hot Spot and fires his strongest setting at the Protectobot commander, "Stay down, spots while we off your friend there!" Dead End is really starting to look like crap now. He can see Streetwise right in front of him now, his foot stuck through his windshield, "THat is quite enough!" he roars, putting his speed to full to knock off the pest. Soundwave gets back to his feet, slowly, keeping Frenzy Stable.. "IT appears so..' he murmurs, then gets a thought involving corpses.. Motormaster pulls himself up from the ground- amazingly, the fight's taken him out of the vicinity of the transport, and back into the fray of rioting Vosians. He offers the area a cursory glance, a hand clutching at his energon leaking side as his optics flicker briefly. What the slag is lying there? Blaster's body?? Hot Spot immediately falls off of his feet and slams into the ground, unable move even his body even for an inch. He grunts at Drag Strip and gives him an angry stare for the magnetic pressure is preventing him from talking. Frenzy laughs and throws his head back, "sorry Soundwave, didn't know he was such a wuss" Streetwise is thrown aside again, and the damage is showing just as much on him as it is on Dead End. Only difference is that Streets isn't that bothered about his appearance. Getting to his feet, he squeezes off as many rounds as he canat the Decepticon, trying to catch him with at least one shot. Red Alert leaps to the side in time to dodge Wildrider's attack, "I thought we had this dealt with." he mutters as he picks himself up. His rocket launcher swings over his shoulder, swivelling to track Wildrider, "Maybe you should start." he finally responds just as the rocket fires. Drag Strip turns his attention back to Red Alert and laughs, "Now it's your turn, Autoscrap!" He aims his gravito-gun towards Red Alert and fires a weak charge after spending the most of it on Hot Spot. Blurr makes it to blaster and switches back to his robot mode. He bends down to look at blaster and see how extensive the injuries are. Snarl grits as he sees Motormaster below, getting up. Snarl starts flying down to finish it. Soundwave takes a step towards where Blaster fell, then another.... Motormaster's optics peer at Blaster's body, not too far away. He's finally standing, a hand wiping at his energon soaking lips as well as his energon leaking side. A deceased Autobot? Not by his own hand? This proves curiously interesting. Wildrider growls, leaping into the air and front-flipping into his car mode, screeching towards Red Alert, but then jamming his wheel all the way to the right, his rear end less than a foot from plowing into Red Alert. With a tremendous roar from his engine, Wildrider screeches towards Snarl, then enganges his anti-grav as he attempts to ram him in the upper chest, or possibly the haad. "No one hits the boss and lives, moron!" Blurr looks over blaster's injuries though he's no medic.. Frenzy starts doing a victory dance on soundwaves Shoulders, "I am so great, I am so great! Everybody loves me I am so great!" Snarl has partially disconnected. Soundwave eyes Frenzy, "Right." Red Alert has to act quickly again, backpeddling away from the gravity blast. He sighs, pulling out his particle-beam weapon, "One of these should really work." he mutters, "This is why I prefer not to fight." he takes careful aim this time, finally firing off a shot at Drag Strip. Hot Spot begins to feel his mouth move once more, the magnetic field must be wearing off! He turns his head toward Blurr and calls out, "Blurr! Protect Blaster and make sure he remains safe for the time being." He looks back to Pacis, "Please do whatever you can for Blaster, Pacis!" Dead End zips forward in time to avoid the blast. He'd transform, but knows that's not such a hot idea at this point. Instead he hits his hand brake, spinning around quickly so he can get his laser aimed. A bright beam of light streaks towards Streetwise. Soundwave stares at Blasters form, from a few metres off, then he takes a step back, sweeps Frenzy off his shoulder, says, "Run.." and takes to his heels, darting off and away. Snarl roars as the car rams into him, but Snarl reflexively grabs hold of the front end and as they fly through the air, Snarl brings his sword blade down to impale the car's engine through the hood... Blurr Nods to HOt Spot's Order and starts to lift and drag Blaster away from the closeness of the combat. Blaster's optics as he looks to Blurr, his voice still a whisper, and The Wind still backing him up, "I... ...Musssssst....feeeeeeeeeeed....." Motormaster angles his head curiously after Soundwave's retreat. Soundwave was here? Fascinating. Motormaster lumbers towards the shell of Blaster. Streetwise cries out as his internal sensors start screaming warnings at him. He falls backwards but turns it into a roll, heading towards Hot Spot... Drag Strip flies into the air and grabs at Red Alert's head, " Then make it easy for yourself and let me scrap you!" He then tries to do an overhead throw on Red Alert. Blurr looks down at Blaster, "You'llGetSomeEnergonSoon,OnceYou'veBeenFixed. Frenzy drops tot he ground, "I think not!" he starts walking to wards Blaster adn Blurr Wildrider transforms, breaking free of the Dinobot's hold, then pulling his particle-gun and eruppting a blast of white, glittery light from it. "No way!" Blurr pulls out his gun and redies himself for combat. Dead End screeches to a halt as Streetwise flees. He would follow, but isn't faring too well himself. Oh well, a job well done at least. Frenzy looks at Blurr,t hen to Blaster, "I killed em!" he grins and kicks Blasters foot lightly Crossbow finally finds a target worthy of being shot. He carefully takes aim and then lets a bright red beam of powerful energy lance towards his intended target... the medic going to repair Blaster, Pacis. Blaster jerks himself to a 90 degree angle, his hips froming the access point, "Nooooo. I shall feed on thisssssss." He makes a grasp for Frenzy, attempting to hold him long enough to...do something really evil. Blurr says, "ThatIsNotCalledFor." Crossbow hit Pacis with his laser2 attack. Snarl bats Wildrider's gun-weilding arm to the side, letting the blast fire off it's target. Snarl aims his arm at Wildrider and a hatch opens, a rocket pops up and fires at Wildrider! Indeed! The shell of Blaster would make a fine trophy! The cyclone-gun phases into his hand as he lumbers closer towards the body of Blaster. Energon noticeably leaks from his side, due to Snarl's cruel broadsiding with that Dino-Sword. His lips seep energon as well, though they're fixated in a sort of devilish grin. Snarl hit Wildrider with his rocket attack. No, the original riot was not chaos...that was merely a play to attract attention...but there is no doubt that this -is- chaos. The ground is littered with unconscious Vosians. The Decepticons and Autobots are engaged in battle over the energon within the transport. But that is not what makes this situation so severe... Red Alert is looking at his weapons, wondering what could possibly be wrong. He's caught off guard by the attack by Drag Strip, who hurls him a good fifty feet. Red manages to land on his feet though, just in time to see the Stunticon land. He frowns, "If weapons won't work, it's back to basics. He starts running towards Drag Strip. As he goes, he starts to transform. By the time he finally makes it to Drag Strip he's in his vehicle form, trying to ram him. Streetwise approaches Hot Spot, looking battered, scorched and dented. "I couldn't take him, boss." he murmurs, "I.... he..." he slumps forward, optics flickering. He must have taken a lot of damage from his encounter. Frenzy meeps and dodges tot he side, like a little blurr of red and black. "DAMN! he ain't dead!" he jumps to the air, his anti grave boots kicking in. Wildrider gets blown back by the rocket, his body skidding across the ground and kicking up Sparks, his gun flailing to the ground, falling still. "Ugh...that Dinobot packs one helluva punch!" Looking to his left, Wildrider spots a piece of serrated metal, picking it up, and lobbing it at the Dinobot's head. "Fall! Fall!" Motormaster finally reaches the supposed shell of Blaster, quirking an optic at Frenzy as his cyclone-gun is elevated in Blurr's direction. He bellows, "What do we have here?". Those optics of his flicker towards the supposedly motionless Blaster. Snarl lands and as he rises up stalking towards Wildrider, the little twerp hurls metal at him that penetrates into his face! Electricity fizzles and smoke puffs out. Snarl roars at the impact and rips out the metal. "Snarl destroy you" The Dinobot raises out his other arm, another hatch opening revealing a missile which he fires at Wildrider. Blurr stands next to BLaster. Hot Spot cradles Streetwise in his arms and does his good guy speech, "Do not feel discouraged, Streetwise. I have nothing but respect for your bravery and skills. I will avenge you for the pain you've sustained and make sure our mission is complete so your sacrifice will not be in vain!"