Transformers : Return to Planet Earth -Not Accepting-

[Crimson_Raven]

Delia

The blond looked at Sterno over her shoulder.
"You haven't given me a reason not to." She shot him a smile.
"You know how it is with Autobots and Decepticons.
They aren't so crazy about each other.
Well, they'll just have to get used to it." Delia looked back ahead of her and stepped over a big rock.
"Doesn't mean we all have to act like it though." She added in a harder tone, referring to Nitroplug.
Delia spoke her honest thoughts.
She also phrased her words normally, not wanting to make him feel like a kid even if he was one.
"Don't think bad of Wild, he just didn't want to get involved."

Vortex

The Camo con let the weight of the wrecker knock him over, still laughing like a hyena at the mech's threats as well as Blackouts.
"You'll be dead if you don't shut up and lemme work!" Vortex threw the threat at the ever annoying chopper, hearing his voice fade.
"Oww, Shame to hear your having talking issues, wait…no its an improvement actually." He cackled back down the comms link, hearing it go silent afterwards.
His blade fell across his chest in between him and Deadbeat.
"Now that would be telling, where's the fun in that?" Vortex said in reply to the wrecker.
He felt Deadbeats fist connect to his helm, forcing it to hit the ground hard.
Vortex tasted energon, spitting it in the Autobots faceplate and shoving him off by applying pressure to both ends of his blade and pushing up with strong servos.
"Don't worry yourself, you'll see em' in hell soon enough." He reclaimed his other blade what he had lost earlier and thrashed them both rapidly at him.

Starscream

The grey seeker lagged behind Groth even with him carrying Blister.
His ankle throbbed with pain as he limped along, glaring at the unconscious femme with evil red optics.
Thinking very nasty thoughts.
Screamer had some revenge of his own to clear up.

Cyberonian

"Don't flatter yourself." The golden mech grunted behind a sneer.
He moved with heavy steps, finding it hard not to stumble a good majority of the time.
Soon the dreaded Nemesis came into full view and Cyber had a sinking feeling even if the ship was lodged half way in the ground.
The non faction saw Shockwave and Sixshot with Vertigo in tow.
Looked like Cyber wasn't the only prisoner.
Strength in numbers… he thought unusually optimistically to himself.

Agent Fowler

At the toll booth Fowler nodded to the guard.
The guy recognised him and looked in at the girl with a frown.
Fowler took Jennas I.D from the dash and leaned out of the window to show the guard.
"The McLarens with me." Fowler tipped his head towards Gunner.
"Your good to go Agent Fowler." He pulled a lever for the toll bar and saluted.
Fowler saluted back and went through with a touch of the accelerator.
Gunner followed suit closely and the bar came back down behind him.

Oh okay winter, it happens))
Ikr! @Galactus x3 i still cant get over that Drift was a Con O.O))

[Galactus]

Predaking quirked a barely noticeable smile at the mech's complaints, but didn't fail to notice the true meaning behind Driveby's optics. The smile was quick to fade when he caught more movement in the corner of his optic, and he again turned to look- only to see Shockwave greet him and.. Sixshot? Now it wasn't hard in the first place to get under Predaking's plating, but he honestly could not stand the multi-changer. The beast merely shot Sixshot a threatening glare, before nodding back to Shockwave in return- and then his optics landed on the smaller seeker in the purple mech's grip. The Predacon reached out, grabbing Driveby's right shoulder strut in a taloned servo, and pulled him back towards him. All without taking his gaze away from the prisoner. "Tantalum. So good to see you again." His tone literally drowned in sarcasm, his grip remaining on the black and red mech's shoulder as he let his Creator and the six binder pass. "Driveby seems joyful too, doesn't he?" said Predaking, optics flashening as his expression quickly twisted into a death defying scowl.

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Now, the maneuvers weren't anything Defect couldn't handle in a normal dogfight- this time, he let Megatron get behind him. It was all a part of the (very quickly) formed plan he had set for himself as soon as Megatron had taken flight. He flanked left, hard, the belly of his alt mere centimeters from scraping the trees at the edge of the clearing, and in that movement he had turned around to fly back toward the other end. He kept straight for a moment, low to the ground, before swerving off to the left, and then back to the right where he knew Swift, Ironhide, and Optimus hid, exposing the belly of his own alt as he faked the start of a left turn, in an attempt to get Megatron to do the same so his comrades had a better chance of hitting the Gladiator's sour spot. In the middle of this, Defect lurched himself up, transforming into a half sort of back flip and landing right on Megatron's bare back as the war lord flew under him. He quickly reached behind him and grabbed his oh-so beloved sniper rifle from it's holsters, lifting it back over his helm and shoving the muzzle right in the seam of Megatron's cockpit. Or chassis. As he prepared to fire, he dug the heels of his pedes into the base of the jet's wings- and pulled the trigger.

Little did he know of the other sniper keeping a sharp optic on him.

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Drift listened with high interest, keeping quiet as the young mech spoke. The back story was everything he expecting of the mech- and more. "I would imagine. Not many of the Autobots here have been promoted by a Nobel directly. But then again, we've all earned our badges in many different ways. But we've all had to prove ourselves, one way or another. A lot of 'bots respect and look up to you, Black Rain. That includes the humans." His mirror moved, pointing down wind- and that was his gesture to the girl sitting at the black Shelby's tire. "Tell me, Black Rain- what did this murderous Decepticon look like?"

((Ooooo, maybe it was Deadlock >o>))

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Sunstreaker let out a sharp, single laugh at the femme's remark at having them both killed. "As long as Sides keeps his aft far from deactivation." Then the Lambo shushed when the femme transformed and pulled up next to him, letting his EM field openly brush hers as she started the count down- and he mimicked the burnout she had started, nearly in unison. As soon as he heard '1', he let off his brake, launching down and into that bend that always said 'hey, there's more of me where that came from.' He drifted easily around the corner, the front of his alt incredibly close to brushing Electrix's rear bumper- and at one moment, he did, pushing her a little bit as they went around another bend. But he made sure he was never out of sight from her mirrors.

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Vertigo was a little.. shocked? Startled? He couldn't tell, not when optics locked on a belly down Nemesis sunk a good part of the way into the ground. "Someone forget how to fly the thing?" He muttered, mostly to himself, ignoring Sixshot this time and his yellow optics locked on Predaking's own. For once, now, he was shaking a tiny bit at the beast's towering presence- he didn't even acknowledge Driveby until Predaking mentioned him. His wings drooped now, the sensitive appendages twitching- or more, shivering- as he passed under the looming shadow, shooting Driveby a familiar glare as they entered the ship.

Boy how he had wished he would never have to be back here. Aaaaand here he was. Again.

This time, Vertigo let out a low groan in regret.

((Ooooo Drift and Blurr are gon be perfect for each other c:))

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Saltraptor adjusted her side mirrors as Fowler spoke to the guard situated in the booth, keeping sight of Gunner behind them and staying still as other Soldiers walked around with the mirrors on the poles and inspected her undercarriage. She remained silent, keeping in mind that her main job was for missions and transport when needed and didn't really require her say so. Which was probably why she didn't talk all too much around the other Autobots, either- but she was hardly with them anyway, most of her time being taken up going back and forth between multiple Military bases with Agent Fowler. "Sir, you do realize that she's not gunna able to just.. go back home." She muttered quietly, though she knew she couldn't keep the words from Jenna's ears. The Humvee hinted at the other humans that had discovered what they actually were, and how they've been with them since. "And I'm so not bein' guardian ta' two humans. You're enough as it is." Saltraptor stated, before back tracking for a minute. "Uh, no offence, darlin'." She corrected, mainly directing the 'apology' to Fowler.

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Blackout growled inwardly at the last few words he heard from Vortex before he closed the link. And that was right when he saw the scene between that Autobot Bomber and Megatron, and upon hearing the loud sound of the rifle going off, a sure surge of worry sank deep into the grounded chopper's spark. Oh how he wanted to transform, and for a moment he tried again, but his plating didn't budge, only making the same grinding and popping sounds as it did before. "Lord Megatron!" He tried to say, but the words came out broken and static filled as broken blades rotated subconsciously in his panic.

This was bad. This was so, so so so bad!

[Crimson_Raven]

Driveby

Driveby didn't expect a huge paw of a servo to grip his shoulder strut as be began his walk back to the big bird, yanking him back.
He found his pedes moving without getting anywhere.
Only to succeed in kicking up a little dirt.
Driveby saw that the Predacons creator Shockwave had by the looks of things taken a hostage.
Catching a change to the Beasts features at the sight of the Six binder the scientist was partnered with.
Driveby had to laugh at Predakings welcoming to Tantalum.
The black and red Cons cold expression read exactly what he thought of the seeker pathetic waste.
Making sure he glared long enough to get his message across.
Driveby rolled his optics when he was mentioned.
He'd really rather do anything else right now then be made some lacky to Predaking.
Except help Knockout.

Shockwave

The purple mech strode on, dragging Vertigo.
"His true identity is Vertigo.
I will fill you in later." The big Con said whilst walking.
Driveby's displeased expression did make him chuckle darkly.

Megatron

The Cybertronian jet followed white hot on the bombers tail until it was to late to turn back.
It had been a trap and the Lord had foolishly plummeted right into it.
Megatron saw the backflip, felt the new weight hit his back, the crack of the sniper bullet after something digging sharply into his wings.
That pain was soon overlooked by same sensation of raw burning, scorching right through his plating where the bullet traveled and fragile circuits obliterating once inside, ripping an exit out of the belly of his alt where took more damage from the party of Auto-pests below.
This time it was ten times worse.
The jet streamed out of control like a firework gone awol.
Spinning around and around in a whirlwind.
Megatron pulled up hard in an attempt to right himself, only to go searing off into the far hills where the wretched sniper had come from in the first place.

Frost Wire

The blue fea was watching the flyers again when Titanfall commed in.
"I've found an exit through the trees where the Autobots were currently if they make a straight dash, they'll make it to the Harbinger." Frost Wire informed her leader.
"Good job, be a dear and provide them cover.
They may need it." Titanfall said.
"Roger that, Sir." Frost Wire would love nothing more.
She adjusted her scope to find the Cons had taken captives.
This was bad.
"Sir, the Cons have taken Autobot prisoners."
She said grimly.
"Copy, I will send word to Sideswipe."
Frost Wire moved her scope upwards and witnessed one of the most brilliant things she'd ever seen.
And she'd seen a lot through that scope.
The bomber and took the chase to a whole new level, transforming and back flipping and not only landing on the jets back but drawing a sniper rifle and shooting the notorious reigning Lord of the Decepticons, up close and personal.
Her spark actually stopped functioning through the whole thing.
That scrap right there took guts.
That bomber was definitely a sniper alright.
Megatron spun out of control and it all went up hill from there, up her hill…
"Scrap!" Frost Wire yelled out at the jet making more then a rapid approach straight for the femmes position.
For a second time her spark stopped, Frost Wire pulled away from her scope and activated the phase shifter, clinging tightly to her rifle and staring at the nose of Megatron's alt.
Up close and personal...

Cue Defect! Could be the best greeting yet xD lol!))

Sideswipe

Sides engine roared through the scene, his tail going out to the side as he swerved into the clearing and pulled up, transforming he skewered a drone with one of his blades.
A servo grabbed his free arm and pulled him behind the slab of rock he had collapsed next to before.
"Sideswipe, thank Primus your okay!" Swift hugged him to his surprise.
Sideswipe patted her back before she let go.
"Better than okay, wow." The medic did a retake, looking him up and down.
He shook his helm and laughed.
"Its about fraggin' time!" Ironhide punched his shoulder strut lightly.
Sides opened a compartment and plucked the Autobot insignia out.
He ducked down and passed it to Optimus.
"We got more friends than we realised.
Even a temporarily base.
Titanfall said to give that to you."
Optimus inspected the green insignia.
"Mean anything to you, Sir?" Sides asked their leader.
"This belonged to an old friend." Optimus replied, putting it in a compartment.
"Titanfall is alive." He said with a bit of shock to his tone.
"Fixed me up." The red lambo patted his chassis.
His spark twinged.
Sunstreaker!
Last he remembered his brother had sounded worried sick the core.
His brow plates furrowed in frustration with himself.
Just then he received a comms link from the Titan again.
"Sideswipe, did you make it?"
"Yeah, were on our way." Sides tapped his audial.
"Correction, they are on their way.
You are going to free your mates."
Sideswipe was confused.
"Wha-"
"Listen, there is no time.
You must fake your death in order to be taken to the Nemesis before it is too late.
I am aware Comms will no longer work once you are inside, we will form a plan to get you out when your team arrives.
Titanfall out." With that the comms link closed, leaving Sideswipe open and closing his mouth.
Damn, these Titan guys work fast.
Suddenly Megatrons cybertronian jet got Sides attention from the loud thwak of piercing metal that was actually louder than the jets engine.
The red mech looked up.
Megatron had lost control and spun around the sky like a hyperactive comet.
The war lord looked like the ball in a pinball arcade.
It was entertaining to watch too…was that Defect on his back?
Bot's got guts.
The Lambo jumped out of cover right into line of fire.
"Sideswipe?!" Swift began to protest.
"Don't worry about me, go!" He yelled.
"Get past those trees behind you and your there!" He told them.
"Autobots! Follow me!" Optimus ran through the trees behind him.
Ironhide nudged Tarns arm with his pulse cannon.
"Come on!" He shouted, following Prime.

Swift

Swift tore her optics away from Sideswipe with a knot inside her.
She was a medic, of course she cared about all the Autobots.
As she got through the trees her pede snagged on a root and she fell hard on her front, the air knocked out of her.
Cue Tarn! X3))

Electrix

The white, black and turquoise Dodge leaned into the bend, turning herself into a steady drift.
"In that case, he'd better avoid me." Electrix said not in the least sarcastically.
She glanced at Sunny through her mirrors.
She felt what must have been his front bumped brush her tail.
"Beware, that viper likes to bite!" She laughed, referring to the black vinyl on her rear bumper right next to the Venom decal.
When the straight came Electrix pressed the nitrous button underneath her computer screen in her dash, a burst of blue fire came from her side exhausts and she shot forwards like a bullet, sliding into the next bend with a power slide.

Black Rain

The Shelby smiled to himself.
He really wasn't used to being praised.
"Thanks, it means a lot." He looked at Basil after the Bugatti's gesture.
"Coming from you, too." He added, thinking back to the mech he'd had the pleasure of pounding back in the day, seemed like forever ago.
"Hmm, he was around our height.
Signature red optics, dark paint." Black Rain conjured the memory again to try and remember the Cons faceplate.
But he never got to.
A huge blue flash lit up the sky.
Then a ball of blue/green fire appeared, shooting through the early morning sky and landing somewhere ahead of the garage.
Black Rain stared at Drift then checked his scanner.
"Autobot escape pod.
I don't think that was a Decepticon trap either." It looked real enough.
Still, the black mech wasn't riding on the fact it looked very real.
The pods inhabitants could still be Decepticon.
"Can you fly over there and check it out?" He asked the Samurai, ordinarily he would have gone over there himself but now he was a Guardian Rainer couldn't risk putting Basil in harms way.

I wouldnt want it to be drift, i dont want to ruin their friendship <3))


Swift ^_^

[fiver]

Sterno offered a vague smile. "It h-has always been like that....." The white young mech walked. Trailing behind a human would have never even crossed his processor. But it wasn't so bad. Even if Wild streak didn't want to get involved it was aggervating to him to get shoved around. Some Autobots... These were the good guys? Pft. Glancing down to Delila sterno was still curious. Not many humans just did what she did. "Th-thank you... for t-trying to stick up for m-me." Sterno let a small smile flicker across his features before bringing his optic's else where as he looked around the forest they were walking in. The ex con wanted some type of sign or something if this was the right thing.... He commed Tantalum for the heck of it. "Seeker...are you alright?"he asked him, trying to send waves of comfort through it but didn't quite know if he was succeeding. Still foreign to show any of these feelings.

Groth made his way past Shockwave and six shot holding Vertigo prisoner. His orange optics never once looking to his once companion. The sound of his pedes hitting metal of nemisis from earths ground was revigerating. Three prisoners already. A success indeed for his fraction. The more information able to recieve from interigation the more valnrable the autobots would be. The beast was the least of the trainers worries. Shoving Cyberonian forward. "Keep moving you useless junk heep." Groth spat and made his way to the cells. Slidding the fea from his hold and letting her frame hit the ground. Groth turned to commander stars cream. "My job is finished with these two. " He said. Unlocking a cell for the two they- no, He had captured. And he was quite pleased with himself.

Six shot looked at Vertigo cowering like the weakling he was when Predaking came around. But the cold glare he got from the beast only made him chuckle to himself. Poor Beast, his intelligence was his loss in battle. Glancing to Groth and stars cream as they passed with Blister slung on his shoulder and Cyberonian locked in cuffs ahead of him. Seems the red fire bird had been busy with little damage. Looks like Vertigo would be having company indeed. Hopefully to the seekers dismay he found more reasons to cooperate with interrogation. Plus Six shot knew him and the trainer had unsettled and gnarled ends of wires to settle. Six shot smirked and waved his hand after them.

Deadbeat growled and wiped the energon off his faceplates. Then stumbled backwards and grunted as the blades clashed against his chassis. Cutting off his 'necklace'. That cut the last straw. He took his blaster and kicked the blades in his pedes then Blasted five rounds into his side. "What fun would be in letting you live."

Jenna heard the car loud and clear. That's what set her off."you have no right keep me here! its not fair! " She outbursted. "I didn't want to see you two! I wanted to visit my brother! " Running a hand through her orange hair and growling.

Basil smiled in her drifted state and fell asleep against the rim of the right side wheel. Curling up and breathing out a relaxed sigh. For once not absolutely worried about anything or any bot.

[Galactus]

Predaking's expression dropped completely upon hearing Shockwave. Not that he needed any filling in now, just by hearing that Tantalum was now Vertigo again. "I told you he'd break through eventually." The beast muttered to the purple mech, releasing his hold on Driveby's shoulder strut and taking a step back as he kneeled down and transformed into his Predacon alt again. "Driveby," he started, greeting Groht with a nod and flat out ignoring the limping Starscream as he made his way to stand next to the mech. "It seems we will be attending. Hopefully there aren't many more Autobots left." The beast moved to lay down, turning his massive helm around and nudging Driveby's knee plates with his snout. "Get on. T'will be faster than weaving around the trees in your alt mode."

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Defect grinned when he lifted his rifle and spotted the gaping hole, but that soon faded when his little 'ride' took a turn- actually, more than one. He quickly slung the gun back into the holsters on his back, before grabbing hold of the pointed plating and digging the tips of taloned digits into them as they spun multiple times. He could hardly make out just where they were headed, but he did see green approaching, and fast. At the last possible second when the jet turned right side up and then flipped to the right, Defect released his hold and pushed himself off with his pedes. Which might have been a bad idea, he figured, when his right side made hard impact with the ground first and literally knocked his gun right out of the holsters. The seeker bounced, landed again, before rolling to a stop face down into the ground. Defect honestly couldn't believe he was still functioning, planting his servos firmly on the ground on either side of him and lifted himself to stand. He brushed off whatever dirt was on him, before realizing the extra weight missing from his back. That's when he looked around, until spotting the loved weapon- at someone's pedes? The bomber immediatley froze in place, trailing his gaze up a blue frame and for once, he was at a loss for words when his optics met the anonymous femme's silver ones. Boy, was she gorgeous- but, safety was important when you didn't know exactly who you were dealing with. That didn't stop him from shooting her one of his 'charming' smiles, despite everything that just happened. "Friend or foe, sweetheart?"

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Tarn transformed once Megatron- and Defect- were out of sight. He dashed across the clearing and met the others behind the rock, crouching down as Sideswipe filled them in,and it only seemed like a few seconds until they were all off running again. The tank responded to the nudge from Ironhide by turning around, running behind them to make sure no one fell behind- which he was glad he did, when he watched Swift fall with a hard impact. He slid to a stop, back tracking until he was able to crouch down next to her. He extended his right servo, lightly resting it on the small of the femme's back, concern crossing his faceplate. "Nasty fall. Are you alright?" Tarn questioned, his tone light as he looked over the femme to see if he could spot any external damages- other than the ammunition wounds they all carried and the occasional cuts. He moved his servo to run along a particular cut on the femme's shoulder strut, scarred lip plates twisting into a frown as a heavy sigh escaped him. "There's a reason why I left that faction.." He muttered quietly, red optics waiting to meet Swift's gaze.

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Sunstreaker was trailing white hot on the femme's tail, until she shot forward with new found speed. He'd save his own tricks for when they neared the bottom, but for now he'd play the catch up game as he drifted around the next bend and shot down the next straight. For the moment, he merely listened to the blending of both their engines echo all around the canyon, and then he remembered that wash. 'Oh hell no,' he thought to himself, laying down on his accelerator completely and listening to that distinct whine as he roared around the next bend. She was so his- and in more ways than one.

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Drift smiled under the plating of his alt mode, but that soon faded when the light passed and he heard that distinct sound of a crashing escape pod. When he heard Black Rain, he answered by rolling quietly towards the exit of the garage. "Hopefully it is an Autobot. But all we can do is hope. Be prepared just in case." The Bugatti stated, pulling the rest of the way out and his plating shifted into his helicopter alt. He lifted a good ways up whilst moving in the direction of the pod, most of the land was destroyed now- but at least they weren't near civilization. He transformed into his proto mode and landed on his pedes with a thud, grabbing his swords from the sheaths on his back as he approached the pod with utmost caution.

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Vertigo held Driveby's glare with a deadly one of his own, making sure he knew it wasn't the last time he'd be seeing him. That is until he saw Groht cut in front of them with two 'bots in tow- one of them being Blister. That... that was when he lost it. Again he pulled in Shockwave's grasp, this time with more strength, which gave him just enough purchase and he lashed his left servo out, slamming taloned digits directly into the middle of the red mech's back strut and raking downward. Tantalum's wings hiked up in a new found rage, yellow optics blazing as an animalistic growl escaped through clenched denta. In the midst of that, he heard Sterno's voice through a new comm link and he made quick to reply just before he was within the Nemesis' walls. "I'm fine, but I don't know how long that will last. Taken prisoner by Sixshot and Shockwave. Blister and an anonymous no faction are here too. Tell whoever you are with, and stay safe. I promise I'll be back." And as he was dragged inside, his antenna went dark and all comm lines were terminated.

[BloodyGumdrop]

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name; NitroPlug
faction; Autobot
form; Alt-mode
rank; Front Liner
Tagged; Wild Streak, Sterno, 'squishes'
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The femme opened her mouth, ready to retaliate against Delia's remark. She didn't. Rather, NitroPlug closed her mouth and sat down beside WildStreak. She just made the worst impression ever with that squishie, great. Shutting her optics off Nitro wipped her servos over her face plates andnlet out a groan. Ignoring Wild's remark, she instead laid down on her back with her servo's still covering her face. "Why do I always manage to get squishies to hate me?" She whinned. The fea never means to make a bad relationship with the organics. She truely does try to honor the Autobot code and befriends the small humans. Things never seem to work out. For example; her pranks upset them, her sense of humor appals them, and her agressivness in battle scares them. The only reason Delia hates her is because she threatened the new guy. He was a 'Con! What could that human not process? He was once apart of the enemy faction. The faction that killed sparklings, femme's and carriers. The faction that destroyed their hom world. The faction that tried to take over Earth and is currently trying again! NitroPlug was only trying to protect them, make sure everyone was safe. That's what she does. That is her role in the war. She is a front liner. The first 'bot to tear through the battle field, take down as many threats as possible and try and keep the others safe. The protective programming is wired in her. The programming to protect has just made her look evil to others. Ugh, perfect. Whatever, she'll find a way to make it up to the human femme. Now, about that organic mech. "Yo, mini mech!" She exclaimed, sitting up right with a grin on her face. She flipped around so she was niw laying on her belly. Helm near Carter, optics bright and mouth smiling. "Ya know, you haven't yold me ya designation." She chirped. The orange fea glanced up at Wild. "He does have a designation, right?"

[Galactus]

((Twin Terrors, or Twin Goofballs? x'D

I found this picture amusing cx))

[LunaHydreigon]

(Nice Galactus. Ok guys! Because I don't have my friend Nexis draining me of RP juice, I think I will try to jump in again,
Recap? And I will start where I last let off, I will change the name of the character so it isn't too awkwardish Crossover thing xD)

(( Username: LunaHydreigon
Name: アーマード救い主 Āmādo sukuinushi (A-ma-do Screen-nu-she)
Gender: Male
Side: None
*Proto Mode (Normal): --- (Explore your Imagination!)
*Alt Mode: (Custom Winged M1A1 Abrams)

*Extra mode: -
Description: Uhh..... Can you check "Others"? :b
Rank: - (Major Outside of rp I guess. xD)
Personality: Proud, Helpful, Stern, Serious
Weapon(s): Turret, Missiles
Defense(s): Armor
Hates: Bad people?
Likes: Following the Leader!
Other: http://choroq.wikia.com/wiki/Major_Rodeschild
Human you guard:
HE HAZ WINGZ! C: ))

The blue and white tanker bot looked around and began scanning his surroundings of this new world. Not knowing that danger was amiss within such a peaceful looking world. There were no readings as he looked back towards his small ship. Apparently it was in no condition to move anywhere.

(I need to figure out how Vos could fit back in with Tants and Blister, if they are still around. Cx)

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Characters

Autobots:
Optimus - Crimson_Raven
Ironhide
Drift
Cross Hairs
Swift
Wildstreak
Sunstreak
Gunner
Saltraptor
Blackrain
Sideswipe
Spyglass
Electrix
Blister - Galactus
Deadbeat
Cosmos
Vertigo
Bluebird
Vazer
Tarn
Sterno
Gilrandir - The Winter Soldier
Thailsetho - The Winter Soldier
NitroPlug - BloodyGumdrop

Decepticons:
Megatron - Crimson_Raven/LunaHydreigon
Shockwave - Crimson_Raven/LunaHydreigon
Laserbeak - Galactus
Starscream - Crimson_Raven/LunaHydreigon
Soundwave - Crimson_Raven/LunaHydreigon
Blackout
Groth - Galactus
Vortex
Sixshot
Predaking
Ravage
Hydro
Wildcard
Vos - LunaHydreigon

No sider's:
Cyberonian - Crimson_Raven

Humans:
Delila
Jenna
Basil
Carter
Chris
Trey

[fiver]

Groth whirled around and snarled low at Tantalum with utmost hate in his optic’s. He swiftly transformed his Servo into his gatling gun and growled low. Aiming directly in the center of Tantalum’s helm. Groth’s orange optic’s narrowed hard as he focused his aim. The newly added gash from the seekers servo’s and doing burned. And that was when he struck the Seeker’s faceplate with one good hit with the muzzle of the gun. Crouching down and grabbing his chin with a servo. “Don’t make this harder Tantalum. It will destroy you.” groth warned, He wasn't threatening. He was being absolutely honestly truthful to his once good friend he even got to call Brother. And his spark knew it wasn't true. He’d cheated him this entire time. But that was his job.

(Rest when crim replies. <: Such feels and cute relationships I ship. ....
And welcome back Luna!)

[Galactus]

((hoo that post done got me in my feels Thunder))