mods please lock, thank you. :)

[OniRupture]

She smiled at DeathBringer softly. --Ill be fine to walk for a bit. Then I'll test. Her wing? Hm, sounds like a mis cloning or abuse. I'll take a look in a bit.--

[White Eagle]

Age: 26* ~ Gender: Mech ~ Faction: Autobot ~ Rank:Lieutenant ~ Tags: Everyone at the Decepticon Base

As the Decepticon spoke toward the Autobot yet all he did was stand there still holding his tomahawk. Many people would regard him as a silent but deadly force by how he fought. In his mind he saw conversation between enemies as a way to instill fake hope of winning and fear. With calm breathes he stared at the two with a blank face and eyes throwing daggers at them. 'First, trap wrist inorder to disarm cannon, second send punches to the bear with high amps of electricity. Third create a distraction with lightning to blind opponents in which you transport the leader off the cliff and incapacitate the neutral. Chance of success: 19.6%. Possible major damage: Major gashes on upper left arm and small scraps on right forearm. Possible minor damage: Left unscathed. Chance of error: 2.47%. Best attack formation is confirmed.' With his planning completed all that is left is to await opponents offence assault.

[Kia_Bee]

I have Deathclaw open if Jolt wants to take her on.)

[Crossflare]

((can anyone tell whats going on with Galvatron and Harthame at the moment O-o I seem to have forgotten also I forgot who was interacting with in terms of whose rping with Bullroarer also o-o I assume optimus is back XD))

((Oh and was stampede doing anything?))

[Kia_Bee]

I have no clue.)

[OniRupture]

(Nightengale just poked him a bit so I have Bullroarer occupied.)

[Crossflare]

Harthame was shocked by the entrance of another Mech into the fight he himself had come to sudden stop but rather than be confused he seemed to run towards Galvatron making a move to try and bite him in the left leg, Harthame wasn't attacking because he wanted kill him he was attacking because his instinct to defend himself was overriding his ability to think clearly.


Bullroarer looked at nightengale and let out a roar before speaking "never seen you here before who are you exactly?" Bullroarer said rather disturbed by the fact that he'd just been poked by some unknown bot.

((O-o feel like free to injure Harthame I'm assuming Jolt would be able to help Harthame flee if needed I plan to have Harthame join the autobots))

[BucketORandomness]

((And all I can think of is IT guys: "Have you tried turning it off and turning it back on again?" cx ))
Circuitbreaker nodded and seated himself against one wall. Quietly, he consciously reset his system. There was an audible *click* as pain came rushing back in a tidal wave up his arm. Everything tensed, and he accidentally let out a very animal sound. When his sensors quieted down enough for him to reason, he looked back at his arm. It was still the same gun, but it now had quite a bit more feeling to it than before. "Um," he said carefully, "I think it might have worked?" He tried shifting his gun back to his servo, and though the transition was made, it felt like a grating he wasn't used to. "Mostly," he muttered as he stood once more, moving his servo to various positions, checking the mobility.

[OniRupture]

The female Predacon squeaked as the beast bot roared at her. She jumped backwards, covering her face with her feathered wing. "I'm.....Sorry! I'm Nightengale."

[Crossflare]

Username:Elena Sandell RvB
Name:Tramplehoof
Age: 5
Rank: sparkling
Gender: Male
Faction:Decepticon
appearance; He is resembles his father Stampede very much and his altmode is buffalo calf
Personality: He's quite carefree and friendly but has a tendancy to get angry easily
Crush: N/A he's a sparkling
Sparkmate:N/A too young
Sparklings:N/A too young
Likes: Hanging out with his father running around the ship and taking naps.
Dislikes:Autobots being yelled at by other cons falling down



"Do you live here in the base" Bullroarer asked he usually didn't pay attention to everyone in base as he was usually busy doing more important things though half the time when he wasn't doing anything important he was napping usually and this was one of those times where he was doing absolutely nothing important.