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| - Sat Aug 11 2033 The Forum of Enlightenment represents the center of Iacon's community. It is here where public meetings and rallies often takes place, just as it had in the original incarnation of Iacon. This entire region is divided across dozens of levels, each connected by floating highways that circulate the population throughout the metropolis. Most of Iacon's residential sector is also located in the southern area of this region. Despite the Cybertronian civil war, the inhabitants of Iacon continues their best to maintain their everyday life and contribute to the war effort as non-combatants. Floating collapsible highways web through the Forum of Enlightenment, connecting into other highway networks that lead to other areas of the city. Noteworthy areas of interest are the Chamber of the Ancients to the west, the City Center to the north, and the various paths leading towards the outskirts of the city-state. Monumental Stairway Scattershot Backfire Hubcap Elita One Small Drone Fly leads to Sky Above Iacon. Grimlock has arrived. On one of the lovely new sculptures of Iacon reborn, a grisly tableau presents itself. Several car-lengths away, there are splattered droplets of energon, slowly cooling in the night. Closer to the sculpture itself, there is a spreading pool of energon. On the statue proper, there chained is a coneheaded Seeker, or what was once a coneheaded Seeker. The colours are dulled in death, but it looks like it may have once been a blue-grey and black coneheaded Seeker, perhaps with red optics and ambivalent knees and a F-35 alternate mode. Of course, it is even more difficult to determine these things than usual due to the pale slicks of energon all over the Seeker and the massive injuries. The Seeker's optics hang out of its sockets, though the wires are still connected. The Seeker was likely able to watch its own death for as long as it lived while dying. Its turbine blades have been yanked out of its engine and pinned through various major fuel lines and important wires. This was death by a thousand cuts. The least important injuries seems to have been inflicted first. Checking the watch schedules will reveal that this body was chained here between watches with no witnesses, and that a new construction project of a Monumental Staircase prevented any security footage from capturing who left the body here. Autobot protocol dictates that the nearest high-ranking officers be alerted whenever there's an emergency situation like this one. Unfortunately...Grimlock happens to be one of the nearest high-ranking officers. He tromps on up to the crime scene, and gives a grunt, looking it over with his expresionless faceplate. "Okay." Grimlock rumbles. "Me Grimlock say him Repugnus did it." He rumbles, and then leans forward, and pokes the poor seeker, curiously. "Pretty gross. But why us care again?" Grimlock adds on: "CASE CLOSED." "Well, for one thing big guy, the Olympics ceasefire starts soon. Timing is a little odd to be finding a dead Con on our front porch." Scattershot strolls in behind the Dinobot, finishing off a flask. "Yep, that's pretty damn fishy, Ah'd say. Does he look familiar? Anybody you bit an arm off of before?" Pink Techcar drives along the roads of Iacon, headlights on and operational as she putters along. It hadn't been that long since the Bot High Council had their meeting, and Elita One did what she could to placate the others, to urge them to think deeper on the subject. Blades had surprised her more than anyone, taking a stance against her, and followed it through without insult, injury, but instead with thought and logic. It surprised her, perhaps the two weren't so different....Elita had to cut a Con more than once, she mused. Grimlock appears on the road ahead, along with some other lights, other bots of some kind. She transforms, using the momentum to skid to a stop. "Grimlock...why are.." She pauses in her questioning, seeing the sight before her. Examining it, she turns back to the Dinobot, "Who did this?" The futuristic car breaks open in the middle, as the legs form upward. Her hood shifts into her armor plating with her arms coming together at the last, turning into Elita One's robot mode. The dead Seeker may look familiar to some, but if they recognise it, they haven't seen it for a few years now. Also, it was significantly less dead then. Hubcap stands stock-still, staring at the dispatched Decepticon (assuming it is so,) while rubbing his chin with his hand. "We care, Grimlock, because this has happened on the cusp of the Olympics, an event dedicated to furthering peace and co-operation amongst all. Even if the Quintessons /do/ usually try to invade afterwards." He glances quickly around at the gathering crowd. "We need to seal off the scene, limit access to investigators so they can do their jobs, and prevent contamination. This needs to be handled delicately." "Uh. Me Grimlock bite lots of people." He shrugs, and then scratches at his head. He looks over at Hubcap, then Elita one. "Like me Grimlock say, him Repugnus do it. Him am really creepy and stabby and stuff." Another pause. "Buuuuut...it no Olympics yet, right? So it no really count!" Scattershot phases out his flask, and shrugs at Grimlock. "Hey, you and me? One more dead Con. But especially with all of this EDC garbage, we gotta at least look like we can keep things stablized." He gestures towards Hubcap. "What he said." Kneeling down, he shakes his head. "Ah don't recognize him. 'Course they mostly look the same to me on account of them being slagheap Seekers." Glancing back at Elita, he shrugs. "Earth alt, but this here is your neck of the woods. Friend of yours?" Finally, lighting a cigar, he sighs. "Hubcap make a call to Nightbeat's team. We'll hold the scene until they've arrived." Elita One sighs, putting her hand up to Grimlock. He was a terror in battle, and frankly still had a lot more sense than some Bots she knew, but...this wasn't his thing. "Grimlock, I'll handle this with your leave." ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL, Elita doesn't wait for a response, "Someone's stirring up trouble before the truce. We can't put it past the Cons to do this themselves for some self-justification for an assault, but we can't eliminate either side from doing this." Approaching the gumbies in the area, she starts delegating, "Get this Seeker analyzed, we need to know weapon of death, time..." She turns to another, "If the cameras show nothing, look for radar ghosts, if he was carried in, that inconsistency would register." She motions to the body, "After the medic team has a chance to examine it, let's get it set up for removal, last thing we need here is a smoking laser barrel." Elita One adds, "Can't tell, doesn't have the right lines for Cybertron, but we'll find out." FAR OVERHEAD... Leading a trio of gumbie Seekers, the orange and brown F-16 dips low and turns scanners towards Iacon below. <> the larger Seeker intones to the rest, <> he orders, arming primary weapons systems. <> Doplarrrr reports, the small purple Seeker falling in line with the rest. Transforming, Backfire strokes his imaginary beard (that is thirteen times more righteous than a Sweep's) and peers downward at the situation. "Gah, Astrotrain's cowardess knows no bounds!" Hubcap raises a hand to cover his optics for a moment. "Grimlock," he says, "If it /were/ Repugnus, I have little doubt that he'd have proudly signed him name using their spilled energon." He glances vaguely upwards as he overhears unsettling news. "And the Decepticons certainly don't seem to care that 'it doesn't count.' As their rabble-rousers are rousing the rabble." He pauses again and glances at Grimlock. Then coughs slightly into a fist. "I mean, /INCOMING!/" "Oh yeah. Hmmm. That make sense, him Repugnus like tell people." Grimlock shrugs, and allows Elita to take control of the investigation, mostly because it doesn't involve getting to punch things, and is therefore boring. Grimlock tenses in wary anticipation, however, as Hubcap speaks up. "Oh?" he says, reaching for his double blaster. "Where? Me Grimlock love good fight time!" he glances around- his own senses not nearly as keen as Hubcap's, and therefore the flying 'cons are just more shiny stars in the sky! Loadout has arrived. "Slag. Hold fire, we can't let this escalate." Elita One gestures up high, "They want answers, we do too, whatever sabotage this is, we have to outthink it." She gives a stern look to Grimlock, "Keep it in check, get me?" She surveys the body for a few moments, hoping for some clue to work with before the inevitable accusations and confrontation. Scattershot gives Elita One a bit of a look as she basically starts talking over him, raising an optic ridge. "Pushy chick, ain't she?" He watches her bark orders, taking a draw from his cigar, energon smoke sizzling into a small cloud above him, settling around Grimlock's snout. Also this pose happens before the Cons show up. "Well, since ya'll got things handled, Ah've got things to take care of elsewhere." He smirks with a salute to Elita One before transforming and taking off. <> Scattershot is headed towards... Debris? Bonecrusher has arrived. Scattershot leaps to the air and transforms into battlecruiser mode. Lasers! Missiles! Cannons! Scattershot has disconnected. Lowering down from the skies, Backfire's arms are crossed over his chest and *tink* every so often against the canopy. "Attention, you foul insipid Autobots.. hand the corpse of my beloved Mistress Catechism over to my troops and I.." he trails, pointing to the three gumbie Seekers behind him who have also transformed into robot modes. "And I will not raze this -entire- sector for this VILE treachery!" the simpleton finishes, still gazing warily around at those collected. Plus some extra attention to the seemingly limp corpse that was Catechism. Yup, it's her.. Sadface kneecaps. Combat: Backfire sets his defense level to Protected. "Alllllll I know is that there had better be something for me to BUST UP!" Bonecrusher flies after Backfire, on orders from Scrapper to accompany, arms punched out in an awesome flight pose. "A dinobot, a pink lady, and a Hubcap, yeeeehhh, I dig it. Ohhh, I really dig it. Who's ready to beat up?! Cuz Bonnnneeeecrusherrrr's reeeeady to put on the hurt! DIG IT!" Grimlock grunts, and despite Elita's 'orders,' he levels his gun at Backfire and his seekers- he's not firing YET, but...well, it's close. Bonecrusher's appearance gets another grunt from the dinobot, and he takes a step forward, putting extra 'loom' in his stance. "Hnn. Four jets. One Constructycon. Me Grimlock. Seems even odds!" <> It isn't long before the sounds of distant sirens can be heard, and shortly thereafter First Aid and a team of medical vehicles and police cars roll up to the scene, all transforming into robot mode. First Aid's gaze is immediately drawn to the dead Seeker that's been propped up on the statue. Despite the grisly scene, First Aid does not appear particularly perturbed by it. Dead bodies can't really make him uncomfortable. Decepticons, on the other hand? "Start setting up a perimeter," he tells one of the police bots. "I don't want the crime scene contaminated more than it has to." The Protectobot heads over to Elita. "I see we have company." He glances at the Cons. The still living ones, that is. Combat: Elita One compares her Intelligence to 75: Success! / receptors flicker as she speaks over comm, <> She regards Backfire, still well out of her right in terms of rank, "We fully intend to release the body to the Decepticons, after we learn who did this deed." She frowns mentally, He wants the corpse back but didn't demand to know who did it? Sure the Cons were butchers, but if there was real rage, why wouldn't he have demanded to know who did it. She examines the form, "This isn't right." Without touching the corpse, she looks closer, pointing at it, "This chain isn't one of ours...and unless you Cons started revamping your style, I think some third party...." She ponders, Who else could....the Junkions perhaps? Were there even any on Cybertron currently. <> Hubcap glances back at the corpse, quickly, as he waves a hand frantically at Grimlock, indicating that he back off, and hoping he does so. They can tell who that is? Then looks sharply at Elita. "Well, while I think we have no objection to ultimately turning the, ah, the body over to you, as representatives of the Decepticons, I'd suggest allowing our forensics team to examine it first. Although I'm sure they'd agree to allow a qualified Decepticon to observe or participate. Scavenger has arrived. "Learn? Autobots are INCAPABLE of such a feat, if so.. surely you've had realized the glory that is the EMPIRE by now." Backfire barks back pointing Elita One out, adding "Surely." Lowering down a bit more, the Seeker eyes the corpse again.. and the position of those gathered. "Furthermore, why would I trust your findings anyway? It was FOUND IN YOUR CITY!" Lowering down a bit more, "And people say -I'm- dumb!" Bonecrusher doesn't care about bodies and doesn't care about medical examining protocols. Also, he doesn't care about Backfire. But, he lands a short distance behind the Seeker, trembling. He can practically feel all the stuff there is to break in his servos...It's, well, it's a little overwhelming. He points at Elita One. "I don't know what any of this is about lady, no... No, I'm don't. But I know a few things that it is and could be very much about, and one of those is BEATING YOU UP! Yeeeah...Gonna beat you up real good." Grimlock stares at Backfire and Bonecrusher for a moment- conveniently, through the sights of his gun. Again, he's not shooting...but he's not paying attention to Hubcap's frantic waving, either. "WELL." Grimlock says, and looks over at the mangled seeker again. "So. Uh. How many Autobots do this? Seriously, it gross. Me Grimlock no do that, 'cuz me Grimlock am PROFESSIONAL. Just rip head off. DONE. And him Repugnus no do it, 'cuz him would tell us. And, uhh....who else would do things?" Grimlock looks over at Hubcap, then First Aid. "Like...him Seaspray?" One pathetic Decepticon present, one more en-route. It seems as though it might be pity party for the Decepticons today. <> Scavenger warns ahead of time, flying towards the scene of the crime before landing. "Okay. Like. That one's looking like one of ours, I'd like to take him back. Just a matter of principle. No need to get vio--" Of course he's said that only for Bonecrusher to start with the threats of violence. Expectable, but it makes getting the body so much more difficult.... Combat: First Aid compares his Intelligence to 75: Failure :(Combat: First Aid compares his Technical to 75: Failure :(Elita One points back to Bonecrusher, "You're in the middle of an Autobot city, don't. press. this....Also we have Grimlock right over there...." It was like dealing with a Wrecker, had to use basic logic and short words... She returned her attention to Backfire, "We're going to get to the bottom of this, death has its place in war, but not as a circuit-scrapped trophy. If you're so smart, look at what we've found, this chain, for example, isn't forged in either of our general styles, something odd indeed, most likely not Cybertronian at all." She looks over the body again, this time looking for answers in the trauma itself, blunt force, energy, caseless rounds? Certainly there was something that could help provide doubt... First Aid nods to Elita, "Yes sir," he replies, not questioning her being in charge within a second. The Protectobot steps up to the chain, careful not to actually touch it. His left optic transforms into a telescoping monocle and zooms in. "Ah ha. I remember seeing this sort of thing a while back. Definitely not Autobot standard issue, but Decepticons are known to use it." He leans back, standing up straight again. "Not to say someone else couldn't have grabbed it, of course." Hubcap shakes his head sadly at Backfire. "We've had nine million years to learn not to trust each other, which is why I suggested Decepticon participation in the investigation. If you cannot trust us, surely you can trust your own, fellow Decepticons?" He smiles, charmingly. Then his face falls slightly as his allies employ not-so-subtle threats. Combat: Elita One compares her Technical to 75: Success! "Pfffffft, a Dinobot? I've got a Devastator." Backfire smiles, working his way closer to the corpse and jutting his thumb over at Scavenger and Bonecrusher. "That chain? Dude, it's a chain! Who put you in charge anyways?" the Seeker comically looks around, "Isn't Fortress Maximus or like Magnus around somewheres?" Another step, and another. Finally Backfire activates thruster'd feet and makes a mad dash for the body! Combat: Backfire compares his Strength to 50: Failure :("An Autobot City, ooooooooooooooooooooooooh yeeeah....Yeah, I dig that, a whole city to turn into dust. I CAN PRACTICALLY FEEL THE STRUCTURSE COLLAPSING AT THE MOLECULAR LEVEL that's right." Bonecrusher looks back to Scavenger. "Ain't gonna be nothing left that's usable, brother, no. No way, no how." When Backfire sprints for the corpse, he does his part to strike the CONSTRUCTICON ACTION POSE! Stumbling forward, Backfire tugs furiously at the body.. but forgot to UN-CHAIN it first. Staggering backwards, the Seeker holds one arm out in caution and the other braced against his lower back. "Ah, my back.. my back!" "Miiiight want to remove the chains, Backfire." It's a sad day when Scavenger outsmarts you, but apparently this boy is feeling bright today. Backfire isn't much competition either, so yeah. The action pose is joined out of habit, though it falls a bit flat without the others here, though they're probably nearby what with two out of six being on the scene already. "They're also really well made," First Aid says of the chains while Backfire tries and fails to pull the body away from them. "What's our play here, boss?" he asks Elita. Grimlock remains unimpressed. He growls softly beneath his proverbial breath, but refrains from murdering any more Decepticons, as that might be a little...inconvenient. "Uh." Grimlock stares at Backfire as he tugs at the chains. "It...it look like them Septi-cons no send smart people for look at stuff. That mean it not very important, right?" Another pause, as Grimlock mulls the situation over. "That mean me Grimlock get to beat them up?" he asks, hopefully. Grimlock remains unimpressed. He growls softly beneath his proverbial breath, but refrains from murdering any more Decepticons, as that might be a little...inconvenient. "Uh." Grimlock stares at Backfire as he tugs at the chains. "It...it look like them Septi-cons no send smart people for look at stuff. That mean it not very important, right?" Another pause, as Grimlock mulls the situation over. "That mean me Grimlock get to beat them up?" he asks, hopefully. Hubcap folds his arms and glares around thoughtfully. Okay, no-one actually seems to be paying attention to him. Nevertheless, he tries. "/No,/ Grimlock, he replies acerbically, "If they want to be stupid, just let them /be/ stupid. If they attack, well then... Dinobot smash!" Elita One puts a hand to her chin in thought as she considers Red Alert, <> She holds her hand out in pause to Grimlock again, this was going to escalate and it was going to be bad. "It surprises me you're so eager to get the body, that you're not even screaming for vengeance." She says offhand to Backfire, "So interested to get the corpse back that you've even ignored how its bound....You're not telling us the whole story, let alone what you were already doing in Iacon airspace." She glances over at Hubcap, Think, Elita, Think. "Let's approach this from another angle....see how the turbine blades..." She shudders at the malice, "did all these cuts. This was either extremely personal, or a message." E1 looks towards Backfire, "Was it a message to us?" Combat: First Aid compares his Technical to 70: Success! Bonecrusher rolls his optics, completely done with what's going on. "STOP TALKING SO WE CAN BREAK SOMETHING." He makes big face at Scavenger. "I'm hurtin' pretty bad man, I gotta bring a structure or two down man, just like one or two...but I can't because NO ONE WILL SHUT UP." Bonecrusher starts scratching the top of his head with his gun barrel, trying not to twitch. Combat: First Aid compares his Intelligence to 70: Failure :(Combat: Hubcap compares his Intelligence to 70: Failure :(Combat: Grimlock compares his Intelligence to 70: Success! "I promise we'll be destroying lots of stuff soon, Bonecrusher. Just a little more, a little." It's probably fairly obvious Scavenger is trying to calm Bonecrusher and buy time for something, hopefully negotiation. <> "Do NOT dare to question me about the Mistress!" Backfire barks back at Elita One, carefully unwrapping the chains from around the Coneheaded corpse. It's kinda weird, to see Backfire do -anything- carefully.. let alone when it comes to retrieving a body from a spire. Though he did just try to viciously yank it to freedom too, take that for what you will. Turning around to look at Bonecrusher, "I'm trying, but well.. I've got these tiny hands." the Seeker looks down at his mitts, then the large chain. "You know, it's hard to wrap around this thick chain and all." So finally after having gotten that thick and heavy chain off, Backfire tries to heft the Conehead's weight under his arms and fly his way to freedom! <> Combat: Backfire compares his Strength to 40: Success! Hubcap frowns as he watches Backfire... well, /really/ treat the deceased callously. Wincing as shards of armour fall to the floor, followed by an entire wing, he waves a recovery team over... Who all look directly at First Aid. Still ignored by... pretty much everyone, he saunters casually over to the fallen debris and kneels to study it. Indeed, a wing and an arm end up falling back into the puddle of lukewarm energon. "Uh." Grimlock says, and looks at the battered Seeker. "Me Grimlock no expert, but it look like that guy am Septi-con prisoner. Me Grimlock got thrown in septi-con jail once, but then me break out. OH! Maybe it am same guy who was chained upside-down!" he says, excitedly. "Me Grimlock no remember good 'cuz me was too busy punching everybody and breaking out." Sideswipe has arrived. Given his position, Hubcap is perfectly positioned to get clocked by a free-falling forearm. Ow. Sideswipe moves into the area, apparently on his way to doing something for someone. He was scanning a data pad, looking up now and then to get his bearings. That's when he saw the crowd of Bots and Cons and slowed his steps. First Aid doesn't immediately answer Elita, but he's now examining the energon stains carefully. Then, with expert precision, he uses a laser scalpel to take off a 1^2mm chip of the stain. With a pair of tweezers extended from his fingertips, the Protectobot inserts the chip into a vial. A few moments answer and he makes his report. "Definitely energon, and definitely his, but it's really thin. Not sure on why someone would be refueling on thin energon. The Decepticon Empire has better resources than this. Also, from the spill marks I'd say it's no more than three astrohours old, but there's signs that the body was being moved pretty fast during all this." He nods with Grimlock, "Being a prisoner would explain the poor standard of energon, yeah." As Backfire makes another attempt to grab the body, Aid glances at Elita. "Shouldn't, uh... shouldn't we be doing something about this, boss?" Aid isn't one to shoot first without orders if he can help it. Elita One scoops up the chain, giving another once over. Most likely there was little more to know, at least without lab analysis. "Give me some good news, First Aid..." She says absently. He doesn't respond at first. "So this was a prisoner, that explains most of it, but not who strung her up. The blatant torture could be explained, the thin energon. Now we just need to understand who and how she got here." She hands off the chain to First Aid as well. Elita confronts the Con forces, pointing. "One of your own prisoners ended up in Iacon, and you just so happen to be in the area when we discover her. You're covering up a security leak of some kind, that's all that this is, there's no outrage, not at this death. What are you hiding?" Rocketing off into the skies, Backfire smiles down at Grimlock. He remembers, the Dinobot might not.. but he does. "Constructicons, collect the other -shreds- of evidence!" the simpleton laughs, taking the small contingent of Seekers with him out of the area. Handing the body off to one, the Seeker transforms.. 'Catechisms' body thrown on top of it, tied down with some large Transformer zip-ties. <> A shake, shudder, and shiver; and before your eyes BACKFIRE transforms into a F-16C Agile Falcon! Combat: F-16C Agile Falcon begins retreating, outrunning all pursuit. Bonecrusher practically cries when Backfire makes his break: he finally gets to break something. "Music to my ears!" Bonecrusher points at the Autobots. "This space has been rezoned and scheduled for DEMOLITION!" And that's when he phases in a glowing...problem: unstable energon, poorly housed in a steel container. "Time to SNAP INTO IT!" Bonecrusher throws the bomb in the center of the Autobots! Combat: Bonecrusher strikes Elita One with unstable energon bomb's Huge Explosion #10337 Area attack! Combat: Bonecrusher's unstable energon bomb is destroyed! Combat: Bonecrusher misses Grimlock with unstable energon bomb's Huge Explosion #10337 Area attack! Combat: Bonecrusher strikes First Aid with unstable energon bomb's Huge Explosion #10337 Area attack! Combat: Bonecrusher misses Hubcap with unstable energon bomb's Huge Explosion #10337 Area attack! Well now that the rampage is starting, Scavenger takes to be the voice of reason and contacts the other constructicons. <> Not that he's waiting for them to arrive to get involved, quickly, he changes to become everyone's favoured steam shovel, his sensors trying to hone in on everyone to have a little more information to contribute to the team soon. Scavenger transforms into his Komatsu PC5500 Excavator mode. Combat: Komatsu PC5500 Excavator sets his defense level to Aggressive. Combat: Komatsu PC5500 Excavator misses First Aid with his Magnetic/Electric/Ionic Sensors attack! Elita One barely manages to utter the word "Slag", before the explosive goes off, sending her into the statue's base. With a grimace of pain, she staggers to her feet. <> She fires off a few simple shots towards the Cons, buying time more than doing any real damage. Again she wracks her mind for ways out of this, "Scatter, Autobots!" She does so herself, keeping in motion, in anticipation of what is to come. Combat: Elita One sets her defense level to Protected. Within a split second, everything goes to H-E-double hockey sticks. First Aid dives away as an explosion rips apart the area where the Autobots were clustered. The Protectobot vanishes, diving behind the remains of the statue. Nevertheless, bits of shrapnel tears into his back. Ugh, Apocryphacius is going to kill him, First Aid thinks. Peeking out from behind with his photon pistol in hand, First Aid takes a quick snapshot at the latter. He isn't even aware that Scavenger tried to do something to him. Combat: First Aid sets his defense level to Guarded. Combat: First Aid strikes Komatsu PC5500 Excavator with his Laser attack! Combat: Elita One strikes Bonecrusher with her Disruptor attack! Sideswipe had been moving towards the crowd when he saw the body of the dead Con, then saw the commotion. As he subspaced his data pad, he moved closer to investigate and see if his help was needed and that's when all hell broke loose, seeing the constructicon suddenly appear. "Oh, scrap." He pulled out his pistol but moved up towards the others to see where he could do the most good. Seeing a familiar face, he takes aim and fires a round at Bonecrusher. Combat: Sideswipe strikes Bonecrusher with his Laser attack! Hubcap climbs back to his feet, and peers closely at the fallen limbs, only one of which he's seen before. "Where'd this arm come from?" He wonders, glancing around at the other Autobots. Oh, wait, Grimlock's over there, maybe it's best not to press the issue... Blades may have had a point about that law degree. Grimlock doesn't dodge. It may be that he's too slow to do it...or it may be that sometimes he just doesn't NEED to. And so, like a massive (and menacing) landmark, Grimlock endures the ensuing explosion...and as the smoke and flames lick at his heels, Grimlock seems...relieved? "FINALLY." he grunts, and transforms to his imposing dinosaur mode. "Me Grimlock get to break stuff!" and he storms towards the Constructicons, snapping and clawing and flailing with his tail! It is a bad day to be a Decepticon. It's ALWAYS a bad day to be a decepticon when Grimlock's around. With a grunt and a growl, Grimlock changes into a robot T-rex! Watch out. Combat: Robot T-Rex! strikes Bonecrusher with his Dino Rampage Area attack! [Pulled -4] Combat: Robot T-Rex! strikes Komatsu PC5500 Excavator with his Dino Rampage Area attack! [Pulled -4] Scrapper has arrived. Backfire vanishes out of reality. Backfire has left. Lasers strike true, causing two of the constructicons to get damaged before the battle really starts, Grimlock's rampage doesn't exactly make this better, but they are still standing and by the looks on Scavenger's face, the other Constructicons are approaching. While it's a bad day to be a Decepticon when Grimlock is around... it is a bad day to be an Autobot when Devastator is around. The only question is, will they be able to form before getting scrapped? Lasers strike true, causing two of the constructicons to get damaged before the battle really starts, Grimlock's rampage doesn't exactly make this better, but they are still standing and by the looks on Scavenger's face, the other Constructicons are approaching. While it's a bad day to be a Decepticon when Grimlock is around... it is a bad day to be an Autobot when Devastator is around. The only question is, will they be able to form before getting scrapped? Landing on the ground with several *THUNKS*, the other Constructicons glare menacingly at the Autobots. Scrapper, at the forefront, gives the newly rebuilt Iacon a curious glance. "Ha, another Autobot city to demolish.. wouldn't you say Hook?" Hook is silent, obviously feeling especially moody today. Mixmaster cackles out loud, the bin on his backside already revolving with another unique mixture. Long Haul probably complains about having to haul something recently. "Constructicons.. UNITE! Merge to form.. DEVASTATOR!!" Devastator has arrived. Bonecrusher has left. Scavenger has left. Scrapper has left. The combined might of Devastator looks down upon the petty Autobots, the only one passing for significance is Grimlock. With a meager step forward, the combiner sends a shockwave throughout the area. "PREPARE FOR.. DEVASTATION!" Combat: Devastator sets his defense level to Fearless. Combat: Devastator strikes Elita One with his DEVASTATION.. PREPARED Area attack! [Pulled -7] Combat: Devastator strikes First Aid with his DEVASTATION.. PREPARED Area attack! [Pulled -7] Combat: Devastator strikes Robot T-Rex! with his DEVASTATION.. PREPARED Area attack! [Pulled -7] Combat: Devastator strikes Sideswipe with his DEVASTATION.. PREPARED Area attack! [Pulled -7] Combat: Devastator strikes Hubcap with his DEVASTATION.. PREPARED Area attack! [Pulled -7] Combat: Hubcap falls to the ground, unconscious. The shockwave ripples out, and Grimlock stumbles to the ground! Hard! But, even as Grimlock buckles beneath the weight of Devastator's fury...the dinobot is undaunted! And, where many (more sensible) Autobots might run away at this point, Grimlock runs TOWARDS the enormous green titan! Omega Supreme has arrived. Omega Supreme stomps into the area, shaking things up a bit. "RARGH!" Grimlock snarls, "ME GRIMLOCK CRUSH!" and he leaps into the air, aiming to smash his full weight into Devastator's knee! And, if that wasn't enough, Grimlock follows suit with much gnashing and tearing of claws and teeth- he can't STOP Devastator, but he's surely going to try to slow him down! "GGGRAWRGH!" Hubcap, despite all his efforts to make peace, falls prey to the stupidity demonstrated by Devastator. The little minobot, who only wished to solve the mystery, goes tumbling end-over-end until he fetches up against a metallic outcropping. Then darkness closes in. The shockwave rips through the statue First Aid was hiding behind, throwing the Protectobot head over heels until he crashes into one of the collapsible highway webs that have... collapsed due to the emerging battle. "Ow... that... nrghghg..." Between Bonecrusher's cheap shot bomb and Devastator's impressive speed, the Autobots are already looking bad. Looking left and right, he tries to locate his friends. Not spying them just yet, he shifts into ambulance mode and gives Devastator a taste of decrystallization cannon! First Aid folds down into Ambulance mode. Combat: Ambulance strikes Devastator with his Decrystallizer Cannon attack! Combat: Robot T-Rex! sets his defense level to Fearless. Combat: Robot T-Rex! strikes Devastator with his Dino Crush attack! Sideswipe takes the massive hit and finds himself flattened, sliding across the ground. He groans in discomfort and gets back up and is now pissed. Firing his jet pack he flies towards the arm joint where one Con joins to another and gives it a hit with his pile driver fists! Combat: Sideswipe sets his defense level to Fearless. Combat: Sideswipe strikes Devastator with his Piledriver Arms attack! The sheer power of the combiner's quake left Elita floored again. This was as bad a situation as she has ever faced. Situations, she reminds herself, that she has a tendency to survive. <> She looks over at Hubcap's prone form, "Not another loss." She growls. The combiner, the statue...remnants by now, have a nice sharp edge upon them. It could work if they dared." <> Combat: Elita One sets her defense level to Aggressive. Combat: Elita One strikes Devastator with her Battle Pistols attack! Combat: That attack has temporarily affected Devastator's Accuracy. (Blinded) Devastator is ready to rumble and devastate, but there's some unpleasant autobots attacking him, and with his size and speed it's not all that easy to actually avoid them. The whole massive plates of armor thing doesn't make it easier. The decrystallizer shot fired by First Aid does a good job at taking care of that armor, just in time for Grimlock to use his claws and teeth to use that opening. Sideswipe's pile driver fists make good on that as well, and the battle pistol used by Elita One manages to get into his eyes. And thus, it's time to show them the might of devastator. The target right now is Grimlock, whose strikes hurt the most and the only one who does not seem little more than a pinprick to the eyes of Devastator, who steps back to keep all his targets in the same direction while lowering his massive rifle and firing at Grimlock. Combat: Devastator strikes Robot T-Rex! with his Stellar Level Devastation Killed the Dinosaurs Solar Energy Rifle attack! [Pulled -6] "Grr!" Devastator's massive rifle bathes Grimlock in burning energy...but, true to form, this just seems to make Grimlock angrier! He staggers back a step- and, ignoring the cries and advice of his fellows, Grimlock soon opens his jaws and spews forth a stream of flame, right at Devastator's faceplate! *FWOOOSH!* Combat: Robot T-Rex! misses Devastator with his Fire Breath attack! Ambulance flips back into robot mode, landing in a wide stance. Already his medical tools are in one hand, and the fingers in his other are ready to deploy their surgical laser beams. The Protectobot vaults over a crumpled highway and sprints towards the Femme Commander. "Elita!" he calls out. Devastator is temporarily busy with Grimlock, so this may be his only chance. Skidding to a halt, his surgical lasers case her frame, sealing up the cuts and leaks his fellow Autobot has already endured. Loadout just so happened to be up here on Cybertron doing another supply run. With the Orion Pax's repairs well underway over Earth there's a lot of equipment that needs to be brought back to replace gear busted by Trypticon in the big Mars frackas. How -lucky- for him that he happened to be here at this point in time. Gaping at the sight of Devastator's bulk over the nearby rooftops, the Autobot Technician nevertheless grits his jaw and lunges off in that direction, to see where he can help of course. That is, until he -almost- misses Hubcap's prone form where the poor little guy crashed to a halt, and thus Loadout also skids to a stop and leans over to inspect. "Oh my...well let's have a look then shall we?" Combat: Ambulance sets his defense level to Protected. A distant tectonic booming provides a sort of bassline to the battle, growing louder steadily and rapidly, until a head appears over the domes of the city, collapsible highways withdrawing in front of it and closing again behind it at its owner's passage; Omega Supreme has come. His ponderous stride takes him directly towards the center of the battle and his nemesis Devastator, and from that immobile face almost hidden by the mists of the city's exhalations, comes a stentorian voice which echoes off the buildings' walls and resonates in the glass. "DEVASTATOR: BEWARE. OMEGA SUPREME: PRESENT. RECKONING: IMMEDIATE." He raises his left arm as he slowly approaches, energy gathering inside the building-sized cannon with a hollow roar like the sound of the ocean, before lancing out in a nearly silent, brilliant six-foot-wide beam of light. Ambulance flips up into robot mode. Combat: Omega Supreme sets his defense level to Fearless. Combat: First Aid quickly patches up some of Elita One's minor injuries. Combat: Omega Supreme strikes Devastator with his Plasma Stream attack! [Pulled -6] She certainly wasn't going to stand still! Not with the behemoth in its rampage. The shot against Grimlock must've been a glancing blow, he certainly could've been vaporized. Her plasma cannon swaps in, materalizing in a purple outline. She waves off First Aid, "Tend to Hubcap!" the leader snaps. She barely manages an apologetic glance before sprinting across the plaza. <> Then she sees him, Omega Supreme. The situation has just changed, there's now a good chance the Cons will retreat, now comes the tough part. Ensuring everyone survives. She plants her feet, skidding fifteen feet before stopping, braces on one knee as she sets her sights on Devatastor's leg. "We'll get you yet, don't you worry." Combat: Elita One sets her defense level to Fearless. Combat: Elita One strikes Devastator with her Plasma Cannon attack! Sideswipe flies down at Elita Ones command and goes for the leg she's taken a shot at, hoping to go for a weakened spot. Maybe they can topple him over by taking off one of the legs. Who knows....so he tries again with the pile drivers, flying in close to for the hip joint. Combat: Sideswipe strikes Devastator with his Piledriver Arms attack! Devastator hardly notices the Autobots' sad attempts at retaliation, with the exception of the Dinobot, who Devastator fully intends to pull apart, limb from baby t-rex limb. But then, a familiar voice makes the Autobot fleas all but vanish: Omega Supreme. The First of the gestalts turns to have his old enemy head on, staggering backwards as the blast connects. He recovers, phasing his own massive rifle in from subspace, and returning fire! Combat: Devastator misses Omega Supreme with his biggest gun in the room attack! Robot T-Rex! 's fire does little to Devastator! Ah well. He glances over as Omega Supreme shows up, and gives a contented grunt. "Hn. Well, maybe not as good as all dinobots, but CLOSE." This said, Grimlock renews his assault, lunging forward for the Scrapper-leg of Devastator, jaws snapping open- and then shut, as he aims to tear some important chunk of green metal away! KEEERUNCH! Combat: Robot T-Rex! strikes Devastator with his BITE (Kick) attack! Kaboom! Kaboom! With Omega Supreme and Devastator now duking it out, this area has become a very unsafe place to be. The Protectobot, staggering as the ground shakes from the impacts of each of the behemoths' footsteps, cannon blasts, or blows, moves back to the perimeter created by the police bots back when this was just a simple murder mystery. Loadout's got Hubcap, and First Aid needs time to regroup before taking on Devastator again. For now, he works on cutting the flow of energon to the wound in his side created by Bonecrusher's bomb. Combat: First Aid quickly patches up some of his minor injuries. Omega Supreme lunges towards Devastator like an avalanche, the searing beam of hard stellar radiation hissing over his back as he puts his shoulder down and makes a full-bodied charge at the asymmetrical green monstrosity, vast feet sinking into the road surface and buckling it with each immeasurably powerful stride. "DEVASTATOR: OVERCONFIDENT. PRACTICE: LACKING. DEFEAT: DESERVED." Combat: Omega Supreme strikes Devastator with his Glacial Takedown attack! Loadout leans over Hubcap's form, noting the damage he's taken. Yep, consistant with the single severe blow often caused by those mechanical monstrosities, the poor Minobot was quite literally knocked offline in a single massive hit. "Nngh, I don't think I'll -ever- get used to the idea of these giants moving around." It's not an exagerration afterall...not all -that- long ago by Loadout's reckoning, he existed in a time when gestalts, cityformers and all manner of goliath creations just didn't exist yet. Still, he's not one to sit and gape...and takes the time to inspect his patient in the field, before quickly-yet-carefully rolling Hubcap over onto his side so he can get at the back of his head and those delicate cerebral circuits within. "I'm afraid your combat time is over, my friend...but let's see if I can at least get you back mobile again. It -would- make things a little easier..." Sparks start to fly as he uses his built-in multitool in his forearm to get to work. Combat: Loadout prepares Hubcap for surgery, his COMBAT flag has been waived. Combat: Loadout expertly repairs Hubcap's injuries. Combat: Loadout is able to repair some of Hubcap's internal systems damage. Sideswipe looks over at Elita and snarles, "This ain't working!" he growls as he lands, cutting out the jets. He moves a bit away, trying to figure out what to do. Combat: Sideswipe takes extra time to steady himself. [Pass] The battle was joined, The sky splits open as thunderous energy rips through Iacon. Devastator missed. Elita wonders if the impact the groundpounders made did that, or if it was the sheer revelation that this was no longer an easy fight. No matter. Putting thoughts of chance aside, she surveys the area. The Bot forces were doing it proper. First Aid had taken cover, Hubcap was being tended. There was only the matter of the monster left. Bracing for another shot, Elita pauses. Her cannon damage was...uncertain so far. "No matter the bot though..." Her voice trails off, as she reaches for her pistols. Grimlock provided a great distraction for her, wisely choosing to skirt along side the gestalt instead of through its path. The optics were as good as hers. Combat: Elita One strikes Devastator with her Battle Pistols attack! Combat: That attack has temporarily affected Devastator's Accuracy. (Blinded) "Here we go...ah wait, steady..." Loadout muses, the battle all around him forgotten as he gets into the 'zone'. "Just a little more..." he carefully pokes and prods the decliate device at the exposed circuitry on the back of Hubcap's head. "...and there we go! Come on, up and at them, no time for sleeping!" Wrenching his vision down, Devastator reels temporarily in pain as Grimlock's metal teeth tear into Mixmaster's tank.. spilling a noxious concoction to the ground below. As the acidic slime meets the ground, it quickly dissolves anything it comes into contact with.. playful wisps of white smoke trail upwards. Slowly the combiner turns, his large purple hand (Almost as big as Torque's) hovering over the Dinobot before attempting to snatch him up.. then Omega Supreme strikes! The striding body-charge knocks Devastator back on his heels, ripping into chunks of the pavement with little caution or care. Again and again, Devastator pounds downward with a seized Grimlock (or not if it misses) on Omega's back. "SUUUUUUUUUUPREME.. DEVA..STATION!" Combat: Devastator misses Robot T-Rex! with his Grimlock Smash? Area attack! [Pulled -4] Combat: Devastator misses Omega Supreme with his Grimlock Smash? Area attack! [Pulled -4] Elita One scrambles out of the way as the giants collide! Dust and debris flood the area behind her as she sprints. Right now there was little to do but keep watch. If there was a moment when she was needed, it certainly wasn't right now. Wiping some dust from her face, Elita surveys the area, then takes a protective stance near Hubcap and First Aid. Combat: Elita One sets her defense level to Protected. Combat: Elita One takes extra time to steady herself. [Pass] First Aid hops up onto a collapsed roadway in time to see Devastator's leg start leaking chemicals. Ugh, if First Aid knows MIxmaster as well as he thinks he does, the Autobots are going to need a hazmat team out here after the battle. Shooting a quick grateful look at Omega Supreme. No matter what you say, big guy, it *does* deserve thanks. With his and Elita One's injuries seen to, First Aid can once again rejoin the battle. He does so cautiously, though, staying at maximum range and transforming, firing decrystallizer artillery. First Aid folds down into Ambulance mode. Combat: Ambulance strikes Devastator with his Decrystallizer Cannon attack! Hubcap says, "Eh, /let/ him." Sideswipe sees that there's one leg leaking chemicals and that's where he decides to strike. Hitting the jets, he triggers the rocket pack again and heads for the higher ground and takes aim with his fists, trying to knock Mixmaster out of the 'mix' with another round of the piledrivers. Combat: Sideswipe strikes Devastator with his Piledriver Arms attack! Hubcap coughs several times, tacking up waste. Then he straightens up carefully, and watches closely as, time after time, Grimlock proves himself inimitable, if ony because no one dares to... wait, oh god, rampaging Dinobots! The terrain is unsteady, right up until it isn't. Loadout stands back from Hubcap, satisfied the minibot's going to be alright, all things considered. "And don't you -dare- think about getting back into that fight. You're back online but in no shape for it! Just stay low and get clear. Now I've got to see who else I can help..." And with that, Loadout is off like a shot again, darting this way and that among falling debris, stray laser blasts and at one point even skirting around Omega Supreme's huge right leg to get clear. Looks like Elita One's had a patchup, and First Aid handled his own situation....ahh, Sideswipe! Despite the fact he's a little -too- close to Devastator for his liking, Loadout lunges forward anyway, pulling out a small pack and giving it a toss towards the Autobot like a fastball. It adheres to Sideswipe's shoulder with a faint *TUNK* of metal on metal, then a loud hiss as it injects nanobots into his system to give him a quick energon-boosting surge of adrenaline-equivelant, along with a rush of microscopic robots to help seal up smaller leaks where needed. Combat: Loadout quickly patches up some of Sideswipe's minor injuries. "DEVASTATION: ENDED," Omega Supreme booms, catching Grimlock with his enormous claw. He plucks the Dinobot away from his cruel lime green tormentor, sparing a glance at him--drat, that impact seemed to knock him out! Omega pivots his torso to keep Grimlock far from Devastator's reach. Blast, Devastator may be too close to use the plasma cannon again, and holding Grimlock makes things a bit awkward. Omega instead elects to pivot his head 180 degrees around to fire searing laser blasts into his nemesis as he slowly backs up! Combat: Omega Supreme strikes Devastator with his Head Laser attack! Again, multiple strikes from the smaller Autobots add up, wittling away at Devastator's systems and armor, and if Devastator was not as mighty and tough as he is, this would long since have taken him out of operation (un)fortunately, Devastator is still standing and fully combat capable, if somewhat weakened from from the Autobots. Omega Supreme's head laser added to the devastation suffered by Devastator, but he is still functioning. And that's when Devastator closes the distance, heading straight for Omega Supreme for one punch of his giant limbs, the limb that is formed by Scavenger, trying to show Omega what he's worth. Does require him to land the blow, but that's hopefully not going to be a problem... Combat: Devastator strikes Omega Supreme with his Omega Supreme-Knockdown Punch attack! Ambulance shifts back into robot mode, trying to find any sign that Devastator's armour is weakening. The decrystallizer is made for stuff like this, and the doctor hopes that he and the other Autobots have given Omega the edge he needs to take down the lime green nemesis. Spying Elita, Hubcap, and Loadout's position, the Protectobot jogs in their direction to meet up with them. They might need help getting Grimlock out of here. Ambulance flips up into robot mode. Combat: First Aid takes extra time to steady himself. [Pass] Loadout is satisfied that Sideswipe is getting his extra little 'juice' to keep him going. So long as he stays the hell away from Devastator's huge flailing limbs, he should be alright. Breaking into another run, Loadout skids to a halt near the other Autobots, staring up at where Omega Supreme and the titanic Constructicon gestalt are grappling like two center stage members of a Godzilla movie. "If it's any consolation, Elita One. I should say that the odds are firmly stacked -against- Devastator in this situation." He pauses, then frowns, as if considering something, and finally gives a sigh. "I figure it's more a case of how -much- damage is going to be done before the Constructicons are driven off. So it is within our best interests...to ensure that we expedite their retreat!" And with that, Loadout proceeds to leap upwards and backflip in midair, compressing and transforming as he goes and clamping against Elita One's right arm. A moment later he's reconfiguring himself, all but swallowing up her arm as he keeps transforming end over end in that strange modular construction of his, merging with her arm up until she is soon toting the extra weight of the cannon at her side. The final part of the process being the long cable that snakes out from Loadout's display panel and plugs into the back of her helmet, broadcasting a holographic 'visor' over her optics with targeting data and extra feedback to her systems. Loadout shrinks down, parts lock together and his torso spins about as he transforms into an imposing looking heavy cannon. Combat: Loadout takes extra time to assist Elita One's next attack. KA-WHAMMMM! The blow catches Omega Supreme in the chest, and the impact is so fearsome that even Omega Supreme cannot withstand it, propelled backwards from the hit. He tries to keep his balance, but there's simply too much force behind that hit, and Omega topples over onto his back with a mighty cruch, the road underneath him cracking. But even now, Omega is ever mindful of the smaller Autobots, managing to twist his body so that none of them are flattened, and even holding Grimlock up so that he wouldn't have to slam onto the ground. Once he's down, though, Omega gently sets Grimlock down in front of First Aid. Getting back up would take a while and leave him potentially vulnerable to another haymaker like that, so this time Omega instead decides to transform into defense base mode! The defense base unfurls *around* Devastator, leaving him suddenly surrounded, and worse than that, annoyed by the tank that goes about on the track constantly zapping him! Omega Supreme changes into his mighty defense base. Combat: Defense Base strikes Devastator with his Tank Laser attack! Her receptors flicker on her helmet, <> Slinging a dino-part over her shoulder, with Sideswipe dragging the other end, the pair start pulling Grimlock to safety. His body scratches the only smooth plate left in this side of the plaza as a muffled groan comes from the stalwart Grimlock. Loadout's appearance gives Elita pause, "I don't have much left in me but..." She nods at first, then startles at the combination technique Loadout uses. His entire form wraps about her cannon, giving her a boost of power she certainly didn't expect. The visor slides right in place before her helm, giving an added readout to her weaponry. "I think we're going to get along fine." She takes a shot with the crackling ion cannon, sending blue white energy at the behemoth. Combat: Elita One strikes Devastator with Ion Assault Cannon 's Ionic Blast attack! Devastator staggers forward, the power of Elita One's attack completely unexpected... The massive Combiner does his best to regain his balance as the components of Omega Supreme transform around him. Devastator's systems begin failing under the onslaught of attacks: A perfectly optimal Devastator, upon looming over Hubcap, would squish him. But current state Devastator, upon looming over Hubcap, completely loses his balance to avoid stepping on the tiny Autobot (his damaged optics mistake it for Laserbeak), the massive robot splitting into his seperate components: it's raining Constructicons! Hallelujah? It's a lot like that fable where the mouse takes the thorn out of the lion's paw, except that they're not on the same side and Hubcap's thorn is just making Devastator fall over. Combat: Bonecrusher dissolves Devastator. Combat: Devastator dissolves into its component Constructicons. As the individual components crash against the ground, each sports individual scarring along their frames. Hook in particular wearing a nasty gash across his face, but well.. if anyone can fix it, he can. Mixmaster's drum is still gashed open, though the contents have already been spilt. Long Haul looks pretty decent, as does Scavenger. Scrapper, however, is sporting numerous dents and chunks missing (ala Grimlock's numerous bites and claw marks from earlier) all over his chassis. Namely, the chest/wing attachment that allows him to fly in Payloader mode. Right now, it's bent and twisted into a wreck beyond recognition. Bonecrusher, likewise, seemed to have recieved the brunt of the damage. But, they'll manage.. for the most part. An almost fearful look is stolen from Scrapper towards Omega Supreme, before turning back to the Constructicons. Rising weakly, the Decepticon leader calls out. "CONSTRUCTICONS.. RETREAT!" They all lift into the air in unison, trying their best to get out of harm's way for the eventual counter attack. Yeah, usually Autobots are lenient and don't make retreat shots.. but Devastator just opened Iacon's fridge, drank all thier juice, then crumpled up the box, and slept with Iacon's wife. It's likely deserved. Combat: Scrapper sets his defense level to Protected. Combat: Scrapper begins retreating, leaving himself vulnerable to parting shots from Komatsu PC5500 Excavator Combat: Bonecrusher begins retreating, leaving himself vulnerable to parting shots from Komatsu PC5500 Excavator and Scrapper Ion Assault Cannon went off like a small supernova, jerking back on Elita One's arm with a deafening *BWOOM* as the blast tore free from his cannon barrel. Still glowing white-hot, it's only after Devastator demerges that he breaks apart again, unlocking from Elita's arm with a loud hiss of escaping air and cooling vents before he transforms back to robot mode again, landing with a heavy *THUD* of metal feet on metal planetary surface. Still frowning, because he -abhors- violence due to it being barbaric and making absolutely everything filthy beyond belief, he at least takes some satisfaction at seeing the Decepticons in retreat. "I believe that takes care of that..." Splitting down the middle followed by spinning in the center, Loadout unfolds into his Robot mode. First Aid slows his jog as Devastator trips and shatters into the six badly damaged Constructicons, who all beat it on Scrapper's command. "And, ah, don't come back, either!" First Aid calls out, holstering his photon pistol. Stepping up to Omega, First Aid says, "I think we owe you one, big guy. You really saved our chassis there." Hubcap struggles, but manages to pull himself to his feet. Cursing all the way. Many of you may not actually /want/ to know what some of those words mean. "So," he comments gruffly, "did any of that help us to figure out who killed that mech?" Defense Base fires off some shots after the Constructicons, but being inexplicably stuck onto a track, he can't do much to follow them. Even so, he's sure he'll get another shot at the despicable combiner soon enough. Once they're gone, Omega transforms back down into robot mode, staring way down at First Aid. "GRATITUDE: APPRECIATED." In a flurry of flying parts, Omega Supreme changes into his mighty Guardian robot form.
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