- Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
- Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
Bridge - Navigator’s Station
Blast-Off mostly ignored Vortex’s sarcasm, instead remaining focused on the terminal view screen in front of him. Once the interrogator had left the bridge for sick bay, the space warrior let out an audible sigh as he searched through the database of Earth space vehicles if they could even be categorized as such since these antiquated rockets and shuttles had an extremely limited range of travel. They basically served to only take their passengers into orbit and then back down to the surface again. These vehicles couldn’t even make it to the mudball’s own moon let alone another planet entirely. On top of all that none of the vessels in question were armed with any sort of weaponry, indicating that they were not used for military purposes.
What a disgrace, Blast-Off thought as he rested his chin on the palm of one hand. I’m never going to find a suitable alt mode if we have to stay for an extended period of time. I might as well just keep my Cybertronian form, anyway, since I’ll probably be regulated to orbital bombardment as usual. No one will see me up there all alone. The space warrior’s musings were interrupted when he came across a file on a top secret space plane called the Boeing X-37B. According to the data it’s an unmanned, shuttle-like craft developed by the United States Air Force. It’s believed to carry weapons of some kind. Although, due to the secretive nature of the vehicle, that aspect has not been confirmed. It’s better than nothing, I suppose.
It was then that Onslaught reentered the bridge and immediately addressed Blast-Off regarding the need to know the exact locations of Scrapper, Motormaster and Starscream once they had arrived in the Sol System. The space warrior spun around in his chair and gave the Combaticon leader a respectful nod. “Of course, Commander. Barring any unforeseen problems, I should be able to locate their signatures quickly once we are close enough to the planet." Blast-Off's attention was then drawn to a beeping sound emanating from his console as a signal came through on a secured frequency. After determining its origin and contents, the space warrior returned his gaze to Onslaught. "Sir, we have received coordinates from the Thanatos. They have already initiated their transwarp drive and entered hyperspace. What are your orders?"