by grayj74 » Fri Apr 11, 2008 1:40 am
- Motto: "We all gotta die sometime"
- Weapon: Corrosive Acid Bolt Gun
Skywarp in a near psychotic beserker rage warped in and out place to place so fast across the battlefield it seemed that their were a multitude of Skywarps raging at once across the battlefield. A flash here and he was blasting an unsuspecting Unicronian in the face, and at once he appeared grabbing a combatants arm and warping to another spot while still holding the now unattached arm.
Transforming into cyberjet mode he sprang up at once into the path of Nemesis Blaster firing a mortal shot that shattered his jaw and ripped out the entire lefthand side of his face.
Other Decepticons such as Barrage who had the unfortunate luck of being in the wrong place paid the price for Skywarp"s manic snap.It wasn"t until the Unicronian known as Cyclonous stepped in that Skywarp"s rage was finally curtailed permanatly.
Meanwhile the titan known as Trypticon was making his newly arrived presence known on the battlefield, his first target...Nemisis Computron. A single powerful blast from his mouth and Computron"s legs were turned to liquid slag. The screaming wretched form of Computron thrashed madly about spitting black oil and wildly careening laser blasts. Trypticon raised an enormous foot,paused but a fraction of a second before smashing and crushing Computron into a flattened piece of scrap.
Bludgeon and Sixshot were locked in a dual dance of death as they made their way slashing and blasting across the hordes of Unicron. Both knew full well the finality of this battle, to fall is to risk perhaps the greatest of treasures..their individuality. For they could see full well the ultimate fate that would befall them clad in blackened armour wearing the sign of the Chaos Bringer upon their brows.
It was with a blighted spark of pride beating in his chest that Cyclonous faced off one on one against another warrior of his peer...Sixshot. The two immensly powerful Transformers seemed to almost bow to each other before immersing themselves in their own private dance of destruction. Cyclonous with his raw power and Sixshot with his unmatched skill in combat floated across the field of combat. A strike here a strike there, crushing sounds of metal slamming together and ripping till in the end only one stood tall.
Meanwhile Bludgeon found himself locked in swirling combat with one Unicronian after another, his blade singing and slashing in and out of chest plates and hacking limbs. The battle was going well for him, he found these combatants far more enjoyable in killing than the common Autobots of old. These combatants weren"t just fighting for survival, they were fighting to kill.
On the other side of the field of combat the Autobots were faring poorly at first, Nemisis Predaking had raised the casualty rate to frightening proportions. Ultra Magnus being alerted to the sudden shift in not only a laborious trench war, but also a new enemy stepped out into Cybertronian starlight wearing the newly rebuilt apex armour of Optimus Prime. An enhanced version that not only wrapped around his own form but also incorporated the best elements of his old battle armour....Apex Magnus was on the move.
