OoC: Sorry for the wait. Pokemon Tournaments that take twenty-four hours is a real drain. Decepticon Dropship ST-4
Wheelie looked over to Mindwipe
when he was ordered out of the shadows and forward to interrogate Wheelie. Oh how he disliked this whole thing. Wheelie began to doubt that they were here at all for survivors. Mindwipe placed his hands on Wheelie's shoulders, and Wheelie shuddered with a small prick of pain when the probes were activated.
"Wheelie will show you the way," Wheelie said, in agreement to the suddenly echoing voice of Mindwipe, "Wheelie would have done it anyway!"
Wheelie pulled away and began to run up to a tree, where he lunged at a vine.
But this vine was no vine. It was part of a larger living thing, in fact, the tree itself was no tree. It was a living creature that feeds off small game in the jungle. Wheelie knew this and began to ride the sticky tongue of the creature up to one of it's mouths at the end of one of it's branches. Wheelie pulled his slingshot and fired a stone at the mouth, which closed immediately.
Wheelie climbed off the sticky tongue and onto a sturdy branch where he looked around for landmarks. Wheelie remembered on his journeys there, that it was located under two mountains and that it was near a crashed freighter...
Suddenly, he looked about Northwest of the location and he saw a Comm Spire, standard of the Freighters of that era, Wheelie knew this was the one he sought because of the two mountains surrounding the freighter.
Wheelie leaped from the tree and somersaulted to the ground where he ran back to the Terrorcons and Mindwipe
with a smile.
"Decepticons need to come this way, if we are ever going to arrive today!" Wheelie said as he began to march in the direction of the Facility he had found earlier.