Transformers : Return to Planet Earth -Not Accepting-

[fiver]

Sterno watched her before sighing. "I know its my choice but... " He put a servo to his chin as he blew out a nother sigh. The details of groths repairs were a bit meraculous but he did manage to do it. "I fixed him." Sterno replied a bit hesitantly. "I was able to find the nessasary parts and knowlege to bring him back..." The white youg mech shrugged. It wasnt that big of a thing. At least with Optimus' clean cut it was possible had it been a mangled mess then it would be different. "Either way I feel as if I have already bertrayed the autobots in the first place." His processor worked to get him reliable information. "Isnt it a human custom to not trust the untrustworthy?" Sterno questioned before shaking his helm. "Nevermind...forget it..." He muttered and stood. "Where to Delila? I will follow." He forced a smile on his lip plates before rolling his shoulders and transforming before transforming once more into his off terrain mode. His plates shifted to a more spread out alignment and his wheels spread. "Maybe something to do to occupy our time?" the ex con opened his alts door for her entry.

Groth let out a growl. "Of course you havent forgot Vertigo. We all knew you would one day get what was stolen from you. Then again I dont understand why Im your enemy..." He muttered and stood a bit straighter as he looked towards the cell bars then back at him. "Just remember what I told you..." The trainer said. His optic's watched the scar'd seeker before he glanced to Sideswipe as he entered. He instantly drew his gatlin guns and fired at the red plated Lambo.

Sixshot let out a snarl when he felt the warmth of a frame behind him and someone speaking in his audials. He whipped around and barred his fangs. "Gutsy for a autobot even to board enemy territory." He spoke using the ancient language before trnasforming. He drew out his makeshift weapon and aiming the muzzle at him. "Vertigo, you remeber this weapon correct?" The six bender asked in a dark voice that was laced in amusement, dark, sadastic, evil humor. "Maybe Sideswipe here will be our first victum to a dirty secrete."

Nightmare Incarnation snarled low at the bot when he spoke and threatened him. he took the oppertunity, the mere secounds after the mech transformed to snatch his prey from the others grapples. He held the mech in a tight clawed grasp as her let his bladed tail scrap alongside the coppters side frame digging enough in the metal to creat a long crevase before taking air. Opening his four wings and jumping into the air and flying to nemises. Nightmare couldnt help but chortle at the other con's threats. Yes, cause he would listen to him over himself. Nightmare wasnt much of a team player, the bounderies were there but he didnt follow all of them.

Deadbeat blew in a inward growl as the two faughtt over him. but then again he was in no condition to fight back. But if you knew anything about the wreaker you knew he wasnt going down so easily. He grabbed his gun and fired shots back at the chopper then at the beasts claws.

Jenna let herself finally yeild to him. "Fine. You win." She watched the screen before listening to him quietly. "So will my sister be brought here?" She asked.

[Crimson_Raven]

OwO dat Sixy! *squealz*
Reply in da mix…))

Spyglass

The spy bird stuck to the treeline in the shadows in order to blend in.
His telescopic optic watched a fight between Vortex, Deadbeat and some vile looking predacon be did not recognise.
That was not good at all.
Yet the Predacon threw Vortex off to the side which begged the question if the dragon creature was in fact under Megatron's control or not.
Either way Spyglass knew he'd be too easily spotted if he made a move just yet.
Best to wait them out and hang back to tail them undetected.
He watched as Vortex transformed and plucked Deadbeat up and away.
It was a matter of time…
His view switched back to the smoke in the hills.
Was that Predaking flying that way? Blackout, Soundwave were going that way also.
He sent a Coms link out to try and reach Defect.
It stood to the Autobots attention that no one had seen him since his ride on Megatron.
"Defect, do you copy?" His formal British accent worried.
"You have a fleet of Decepticons inbound!"
-_-_-_
Swift

The Hemi Barracuda got up with the help of Tarn.
She caught him turn at a slight after she spoke.
Swift knew he was just misunderstood, Primus the others should grow up!
She smiled and broke into a jog up into a clearing ahead.
Swift stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of…could that really be a Battalion?
She turned to look at Tarn in disbelief.
Then again, why question a turn of good fortune.
The other Autobots were situated on a platform.
She followed and stepped up next to Optimus.
There were other Cybertronians aboard too.
Not that she recognized them.
((Swift's Pede form

Alt

My own work.
Damn I really need to get NFS undercover back))

Titanfall

The silver mech dialed the keypad for the war room and the lift pulled them into the Harbinger and up to the middle deck.
"I am glad that you are alright Titanfall.
But, how can that be?" Optimus questioned.
"A tale for another time, friend.
Although I promise all will be explained soon." Titanfall stepped out and waved the guards off.
They walked away, leaving just Titanfall and Regal Takedown with the Autobots.
Titanfall lead them part way down a hall and through a door.
Inside the dimly lit room was a green holographic, mini-scaled Nemesis.
"Your bots have been taken captive in the Nemesis I believe." He stated as he made his way over to the hologram.
An expression of regret washed Optimus' faceplate.
"It seemed to be the inevitable.
The Decepticons were spread wide and thick."
"You may be wondering how it was, young Sideswipe made a reappearance and received a full upgrade.
That was our doing." Titanfall smiled mischievously.
"In fact, as you can see with your own optics." He blew a certain part of the Nemesis up with his digits and a small green blip flashed.
"And thanks kindly to Titan-tech, here is his current position.
I told him if he wanted us rescue them then he needed to get inside. That way we could track him and locate the bird."

Electrix

"My way or the highway, baby!" The Viper trilled happily.
"Then learn to respect it cos ya clearly can't stop it!" Her laughter filling the coms link.
"If your so worried about your paint all the time then its beyond me how you made it this far." Electrix hammered it to the bottom, rain spraying out of her arches.
She was battered in most places too, may as well make the most of it until she got a fresh coat.
The fea chuckled at Sunstreaker.
"Bring it on.
Who'd have thought the stone cold Mr.Generous was afraid of a little dirt." Electrix teased.
"That's where the Cons went wrong, they should use mud against you instead of weapons." She went on and laughed again.
"Oh, you'll get your wash…" the fea muttered to herself.

[Crimson_Raven]

((hey everyone i just wanted to say i'll be m.i.a for awhile cos of personal circumstances.
im not sure when i'll next be on cos i run out of wifi soon but i'll swing by asap.
so don't worry, plus i'll get the other posts written and be back soon hopefully.
DO NOT LET THE RP DIE COS I WILL CRY xC wuv u all *hugz*))

★UPDATE*
So heres Cysphere

My gaWgous blue optic'ed hunk of a Decepticon ^_^
So far so goooooood, he still needs his colourings though))

Delia

"You say that like it was nothing.
That's pretty impressive, Sterno." Delia's eyes widened.
"Maybe Swift could teach you a thing or two.
She's like an inventor slash medic.
Ironhide was a trainer too back in the day, still is in fact." It wasn't much but it was something for him to hang onto.
Delia gave him a smile and shrugged.
"Its human custom not to give in so easily." She nudged his knee plate with her knuckles.
"The only one you've betrayed is yourself.
No one owns you, a faction is just a name.
The bots shouldn't be so darn judgemental." She shook her head, short blond hair swaying.
"I mean look at Sunstreaker, all he's been through.
He might not be the most loved Autobot but he's got a place in the team."
She smiled and stepped back when he shifted forms.
Delia noticed they all transformed differently.
It was mesmerising.
She climbed in and buckled up.
"Lets just go for a drive.
Go where ever you like, just not too far from Wild Streak." Delia relaxed in the seat and checked out the interior.
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Sideswipe

"Sorry, Disney Princess ain't exactly my style." Sideswipe said in reply to Sixshot's remark.
He leaped up and spun in mid air, dodging Groth's shots.
Landing in a defensive crouch with both blades extending out of his arms.
His blue/yellow optics landing on the odd looking weapon that Sixshot had.
"You mean you can really top stealing a bots memories?" Side's indicated to Vertigo with a blade without taking his optics off of Sixshot.
"Or did you mean Knockout's private buffing sessions?" Sideswipe flashed his denta, glancing at Groth before lunging at Sixshot's mid section.
(xD ROFL!)

Vortex

Vortex gasped as his side was ran through with the piercing tail.
He spun around, rotors roaring.
And watching as the Predacon ripped the Autobot away and flew off.
"Enjoy the dead weight!
Finders keepers and all-" Vortex yelled, raveling the cords in and flew after him.
His side spewing energon in various slits.
Still Vortex drilled his rotors until he caught up.
"-Only I don't intend on losing."
The camo Con swung his own sharp club of a tail into the Predacons belly when he reached his side.
"You've reached the limit, lizard features.
Congrats!" He cackled, yelling the last word and rammed the side of his alt into the Predacons.
A scattering of shells hitting the side of his tail from Deadbeat.
From one fight to another, with a Predacon at that!
Where was Predaking to hit this toad of his back in line?

Shockwave

The scientist spotted a Predacon flying in.
He sighted a figure clutched in his claws.
There was still a fair amount of Autobots unaccounted for.
However Megatrons absence was prying at him.
Shockwave crashed through the trees like they were no more than twigs and began the climb uphill.
Groth was not yet behind him, there had better be a logical explanation for that.
-_-_-_-_-_
(Hey G, i've drawn a close up of Cysphere and gotta say he looks damn hawt!
I'll post it above^^ also a Linkin Park really reminded me of Sunstreaker.
What with his past, and sort of Cysphere too.
'Easier to run' you gotta listen to it asap!)

Cysphere

The Bugatti's systems were still fuzzy from the electrocution.
He sat on some steel rods at a deserted worksite.
The black Decepticon scooped up a fist full of sandy dirt and watched it sieve through his pointed grey digits.
His vision blurred and came back into focus.
It was certainly something seeing his old yellow companion.
Good to know where their relationship was at.
Well he could go jump in a smelting pit for all Cysphere cared.
Actually Cysphere would push him in to save him of the bother.
His blue optics narrowing in pure utter hatred.
Dark Dredd watched from his spot inside a pipe.
Sticking to the dark in his alt mode almost invisible.
Dredd was no brainiac but he knew that Lamborghini back there was a part of Cysphere's past.
He clearly didn't want to talk about it so Dredd left it.
Instead he put sound to his mood "Uh Boss, not that this isn't fun or anything-"
Cysphere sighed in annoyance.
"Has it slipped your puny processor that I'd rest if my systems would let me!
No thanks to your infernal clumsiness." He snapped and Dredd shut up.
Cysphere ran a digit over a gash on his shoulder strut.
"Hmm… energon." He murmured after inspecting the blue substance.
Since he had been injected by the vermin humans he'd bled greenish plastic stuff.
Perhaps the zap from the electric lines had disabled the virus.
Cysphere grinned.
Now he didn't pose a threat to the Nemesis, which meant he could get out of here.
Had to be some action he was missing.

[BloodyGumdrop]

Hello, I am extremly sorry for not posting. I didn't have my iPad for the summer, therefore I couldn't access Chickensmoothie. Would it be okay if I still roleplayer or would you rather I didn't anymore due to my absence?))

[fiver]

It seemed like this human wasn't as bad as he first thought, maybe he was less trusting because of the fact he was electrocuted by one before he was held prisoner. Either way Sterno trusted Delila, a rare thing he did with seldom few. Tantalum, Deadbeat, Groth, and newly added; Delila, were the only ones on that list. The white mech took in consideration her offerings. Sterno didn't see himself as a medic but maybe he could pull it off... it would save him from battles... He'd have to ask the seeker that he looked to as a father figure... Once she was situated in his interior he shut the door and drove at a reasonable speed through the tall grass, turning on his headlights he drove through it till coming to a series of trees that grew more frequent as they went further.i It then concerned him that she was uncomfortable. "Do you want me to turn on the radio? Or air conditioner? Or-or open the Windows?" He asked adjusting all his mirrors.

Nightmare incarnation snarled low as his prize was stolen from him and the club like tail hitting his sensitive under belly. His grey optics narrowed on the chopper and turned blowing a blue black flame at him snarling his double mandled jaws, multiuser of long fangs barred in anger. He clutched his fangs around one of the chopters railing and threw him back with a roar and clutching his claws deeper into the victim. His nostrils blowing out a aggravated snort before flying towards nemesis.

Deadbeat eventually ran out of ammo and sighed letting the two do what ever they were doing because either way he needed repairs or at least a good recharge. He tried comm. Linking to blister but it didn't go through. But he again was supposedly getting brought there at the moment.

(Rest when galactus replies! :3 )

[Crimson_Raven]

[Wild Streak

"You mean well." Wild picked up a stone and threw it, watching the grass eat it.
"That's what counts, right?" His green optics wandered over watch her and Carter.
It just so happened that she tended to disagree with them.
A lot.
Maybe Carter was different?
He had to get to know the new guy himself.
But to Wild Streak, Nitroplug is great the way she is.

Carter

Carter stared after Delia, even after she was gone.
He was lost in thought.
So much had happened…and she knew about the Autobots?
Not only that.
She knows them personally.
Looked like he wasn't the only one keeping secrets.
Maybe he didn't have to feel so bad?
No.
He should have told her sooner.
They had been best friends since they were five.
He deserved to feel bad, keeping this a lifelong secret.
A bouncy voice snapped him out of it.
Carter blinked and looked across at Nitroplug.
"Yo." He smiled briefly, using the casual greeting that he often did.
Not really having an opinion of the scuffle between the two bots and Delia.
"Uhhh." Carter glanced at the Ferrari Autobot and then back at Nitroplug.
"I sorta got flung into it all.
That fighter jet…Starscream did you say? Attacked us and before I knew it I was tearin' down tarmac inside a Ferrari." He shook his head and laughed a little uneasy from the memory.
"Guess my designation is where ever Wild Streak is." Carter looked back where Delia had disappeared.
So that must have been the reason why Delia had been busy more than usual.
Acting kinda different too.
Carter spoke up after awhile "How long has Delia been with the Autobots?"
Wild sat up and stretched out his arms behind him.
"Hmm, three or four years, roughly." He answered the question after a quick estimation.

Hello, I am extremly sorry for not posting. I didn't have my iPad for the summer, therefore I couldn't access Chickensmoothie. Would it be okay if I still roleplayer or would you rather I didn't anymore due to my absence?))

Ok course your still welcome ^_^
Its fine i totally understand.
Just thunders char, sterno talking to my human Delia.
WildStreak and my human Carter are with Nitroplug.
I replied to your last post and i will try to dig it up.
^^^^^^^ its above for ya gummy ^_^))

I'll reply too soon as i can muster, just moved house temporarily))

[BloodyGumdrop]

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name; NitroPlug
faction; Autobot
form; Alt-mode
rank; Front Liner
Tagged; Wild Streak, Sterno, 'squishes'
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Nitroplug starred at the male human. And starred, and starred, and starred. Before she busted out laughing. "Pfft! N-no! Not your destination, your designation. What is it you human's call it? Oh! Names? What is your name?" The orange transformer couldn't help but to giggle. A constant smirk on her face plates. :Are human organics always this entertaining?: She commed WildStreak.

Sorry for such a short post, I have WB. Also, thank you very much I appreciate you letting me continue to roleplay. I still ship Nitro with WildStreak. Lol.}}

[Crimson_Raven]

Alrighty thunder, we'll wait 4 Galactus.
We can rp whilst waiting, Gumdrop.
I ship them too<3 *fangirlsqueak*
^_^
Reply in da mix))

Delia

The blond smiled.
"Radio and air conditioning, please." She replied, checking out his gauges.
"I think you'd like learning off Swift.
She invents new gadgets too.
Whereas Ironhide…well he's a lot more no nonsense, in your face and 'learn this in a second or I'll knock your helm off' kind of bot." Delia mused aloud.

Vortex

The searing blue/black flames licked Vortex's left door of his cab and sizzled his camo finish.
"Grahh!" He cringed and banked at the Predacon again.
Only this time it was a mistake.
And Vortex paid.
Having been pulled off balance by the beast, the chopper drilled his propellers and tried to wrench away.
Then flung off course by his own momentum.
"Fraggin' scrap!" The Decepticon cursed and spun around wildly.
He veered and angled his tail down to stop then pointed his nose down and drummed after them.

Carter

"Carter, remember?"
He got up from the base of the tree and leaned against the trunk.
Carter glanced at Wild Streak making optics at the smaller bot.
He could see they had some kind of connection.

Wild Streak

The ferrari chuckled through the comms link
"You have a way of making anything entertaining." He grinned at her, green optics softening.

[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 front-liner flashed WildStreak a mischievous grin. " 'Course I do." She chuckled. Turning her attention to Carter she waved him off. "Yeah, sorry 'bout that." She looked around and frowned. "Sooo....what next. We have one squishy secured. Another decided to run off with an ex-Con. Ugh! 'Hide is going to melt my armor and use it for his cannons for letting Sterno go. And why was that femme defending him? Are all female organics crazy like her?" Nitro babbled on, a typical trait when she was worried. Her processor willed as she tried to determine the next best plan of action. Find the female femme and Ex-Con? Bring Carter to a safer location? Leave WildStreak here while she helps the other 'Bot's? This was too much. "How has your species survived this long taking risk like that? Never mind, that's not important we need to figure out what's going on with the others. That is if they even answer their comm links." Yup, she might as well be Bluestreak right now.

[Crimson_Raven]

Carter

Carter opened his mouth to protest when Nitro brought up Delia.
But he stammered and shut it again, looking away.
Delia had kinda done that.
Carter listened to the two bots and kept his mouth shut.
If anything did come out it wouldn't be very nice.

WildStreak

The red Ferrari mech laughed a little at his friends exaggerations.
"Woah Gurl.
Ease up, fea!"
He held up his servos in surrender and then pointed to himself with his thumbs.
"Hide would have to get through me first.
Don't sweat it.
We'll figure it out." With that WildStreak tried to get a comms link to several of the bots.
"Hmm...no answer from Swift, Ol' Ironbutt or O.P.
Weird." He mused aloud.