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	TEAM SUMMARY Team: Progeny of Echidna Energon: €114,377 Total XP: 843,389 xp PERFORMANCE SUMMARY Mission: 47% Arena: 67% Kills: 1924 (0.09 per day)

Progeny of Echidna

"No god nor hero shall stand against us!"

Commander:	Dr. Caelus
Allegiance:	Decepticon
Sub-faction:	None
Members:	12
Energon:	€114,377
Donations:	€4,500
Total XP:	843,389 xp
Average XP:	70,282 xp
Average level:	1

Team members

Character		Tech Specs								Rank	Location
	Waspinator 100% Level 2153,704 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		3	0	6	0	0	1	0	0
	Echidna 100% Level 195,040 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		1	0	4	0	0	3	1	0
	Typhon 100% Level 290,951 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		3	0	4	0	0	0	1	0
	Cerberus 100% Level 161,361 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		1	0	4	0	0	0	2	0
	Medusa 100% Level 160,910 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		2	0	4	0	0	0	0	0
	Scylla & Charybdis 100% Level 154,863 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		2	0	4	0	0	0	1	0
	The Sphinx 100% Level 154,508 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		1	0	4	0	0	0	2	0
	Orthrus 100% Level 154,501 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		1	0	4	0	0	0	2	0
	The Chimera 100% Level 154,469 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		2	0	4	0	0	1	0	0
	The Lernaean Hydra 100% Level 154,410 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		1	0	4	0	0	0	2	0
	The Nemean Lion 100% Level 154,407 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		1	0	4	0	0	0	0	0
	Ladon 100% Level 154,265 xp	STR	INT	SPD	END	RNK	CRG	FRP	SKL	N/A	Inactive
		1	0	4	0	0	0	2	0

About Progeny of Echidna

The Progeny of Echidna

Waspinator wandered the earth for millions of years after he was left for dead at the end of the Beast Wars, and the thousands of stories that could be told about that time are full of action, danger, and cheap laughs.

Initially he sought to dominate the protohumans of Earth, to become their deity and live the rest of his life being waited on hand and foot. In the interest of his subjects’ long term welfare, however, Waspinator beneficently decided to abdicate his throne so that democracy could grow and thrive in their culture. They protested of course, but Waspinator insisted it was for their own good, and departed.

Following that, Waspinator decided to build himself a spaceship, so he could return to Cybertron. He determined that, with millions of years to work, he should certainly be able to invent superluminous travel, and return to Cybertron during its past, gaining him a potential political and economic advantage. If he got there soon enough, in the absence of Optimus Prime and the original Megatron, he might even be able to parlay advanced Predacon technology into real power. And of course, if he could construct a transwarp drive, he could travel to any part of Cybertron’s past that he wanted – with time-travel in his grasp, he would have unlimited power.

Waspinator immediately set about the task. He industriously gathered every bit of Cybertronian technology he could find – spare parts left from the Axalon and the Darkside, the remains of Inferno, Quickstrike, Rampage, Depthcharge, Tigerhawk, and Tarantulas, whatever crap he could find in Tarantulas’s lab, and every stasis-pod he could locate, empty or otherwise. This part of his endeavor only took about 1.5 million years.

He set up a base for himself in a cave under what is now Mt. Aetna, and began building things, attempting to construct a working superluminous space vessel by trial and error. Over the course of the next million years, Waspinator became a proficient technician, slowly learning the ins and outs of Cybertronian technology. Purely by accident he devised a shaved-ice machine, a microwave, and a vibrating chair. Though none of these were anything close to being a spaceworthy interstellar craft, Waspinator was satisfied knowing that when he did finish his ship, he could make the journey to Cybertron with snow-cones, a massaging pilot’s chair, and the convenience of TV-dinners – though he still needed to invent a TV and a means to freeze his food.

Alas, after a thousand millennia of experimentation, and blowing himself up repeatedly, Waspinator eventually began to look on his situation with despair. He was utterly alone, with no one to keep him company, and no one to help him. He tried communicating with the humans on occasion, but they just threw rocks, spears, and eventually flaming arrows at him.

But finally, on one fateful day, he remembered all the stasis-pods he’d collected so long ago! He immediately began pouring over the basic records included in the pods’ individual manifests and found a good candidate. The protoform was big, but it was listed as a scientist, a female scientist. Waspinator reasoned that a scientist could help him finish his spaceship, and most importantly, would probably be least inclined to beat him up. Thus, Waspinator carried her stasis-pod to the depths of a lively (and romantic) jungle, and activated her where the pod would have the largest selection of viable life-forms possible.

Echidna, a powerful and brilliant Predacon, emerged from the pod, and out of undying gratitude to Waspinator promised to maybe possibly someday consider helping him finish the cockpit assembly of his spaceship. She moved into Waspinator’s nest, much to his delight, and immediately began experimenting with the other stasis-pods, creating new friends to fill Waspinator’s little abode with love, laughter, and live ammunition.

It didn’t take long for this dysfunctional family to decide that they needed to conquer the Earth. Particularly the Peloponnesus where they lived. Unfortunately, in spite of the long odds against it, they quickly ran a fowl of a group of Maximals that had been revived and had assumed the role of protecting the humans in the area.

And thus began many centuries of battle between the progeny of Echidna, and the gods of Mt. Olympus.

Of course, the heroic Waspinator fought bravely, and was blown up a lot, but that was okay. He had his snow-cone maker, and after micro-waving one of Cerberus’s heads to defend his beloved contraption, no one ever tried to take it from him again.