The Energon Pub

Autobase Tau - Perimeter

Drag Strip and Breakdown scattered out of the way of Stormfire's missile attack but couldn't avoid the debris shot into the air when the missile exploded against the ground only few meters away from. Neither of the two Stunticons were among the most armored transformers and the forcefield they utilized in hover car forms to allow their reckless behavior on the roads was not present in robot form.

Drag Strip managed to escape with just little superficial damage to his armor and immediately moved to get some cover. But when he began looking for the Autobot who had fired the missile Stormfire was long gone.

"Fraggin' scraplet!" The hotheaded Stunticon screamed out of his frustration and instead began firing at Blurr. "Breakdown! You ok!"

"Aaaaah! The slag I am!" Came the answer from Breakdown who was clutching his badly punctured leg behind some protective debris. His automatic repair systems had sealed the lubricant leak but couldn't do much more. "Hydraulics screwed, can't move my slaggin' leg!"

"But I ain't done yet!" He roared and dragged himself into a position where he could fire at Blurr. "Die die die die!"



While Drag Strip and Breakdown were engaging Hot Rod and Blurr, Motormaster had been gleefully firing at Mirage until the Autobot seemed to make a decision to turn his tail again and run for it. "Slaggin' coward! One orn Mirage! Ye hear me! One orn you're mine!"

With Mirage gone it fell for the beast to choose another target. Scorponok had Ultra Magnus pinned, he had no reason to go for him but it looked like the duo of Hot Rod and Blurr had wounded Roadblock's pretender shell.

Despite not being a bit-broker Motormaster realized that Roadblock was clearly suffering from the damage done to his pretender units. Suppressing the urge of throwing some jab at the ground forces commander for going down like that even momentarily, Motormaster decided it would be better if he tried to distract or... destroy the two Autobots before they did the same conclusions regarding the Pretender shell he had done himself, considering if they hadn't already.

This time taking his time, Motormaster aimed his rifle carefully towards Hot Rod before pulling the trigger and sending a focused blast towards the Autobot's position.

Skies over Tagan

"I read you loud and clear Stormfire I'll do my best" Strafe replied diving down under a sweep's fire and returning it. "This is just not my day" he muttered to himself as the overly paranoid bot started to live up to his name strafing unfriendly ground units at any chance he got. Still he did muse that things could get a whole lot worse at least he was flying again. Seeing Hot Rod targeted Strafe fired his twin light-pulse blasters at Motormaster hoping if not for a hit then at least for a distraction.

Autobase Tau - Perimeter

Quakes plasma shell missed the flying Autobot as it exploded in the distance. Quakes armored tank form, climbed over a large crater that had been made by a explosive blast. The pounding sound of tank engines could be heard moving over the ground as enemy fire exploded around him. The armored purple tank had a mixture of plasma burns on his titanium armor, rocket dents, and melee marks, in the distance Quakes plasma cannon could be seen turning once again. He witnessed Roadblock taking some damage, Quakes only response. "Hahahah!", before turning his plasma cannon as it turned to come to a complete stop dead on Roadbuster. Quakes plasma cannon shined with a small sparkle from the barrel for a moment.

Roadbuster looked damaged from Roadblocks previous attack which made Quake grin on the inside. "Lights out Autobot." Quake expressed before his plasma cannon errupted, firing a massive red glowing plasma shell straight at Roadbuster.

Autobase Tau - Perimeter

Despite all of his toughness even Motormaster could not avoid being distracted by energy pulses hitting his armor, therefore losing his aim on Hot Rod. Not that light-pulses had much of an effect on him aside blackened burn marks on his thick hide.

An ecstatic, sadistic mockery of a smile rose to his face as Motormaster turned his blazing optics to see the Autobot who had had the courage to attack him. The smile died out quickly though and turned into a scowl as came the realizion that the one attacking him was one of the rare breed of Autobot flyers.

For all it was worth Motormaster hated fighting flying opponents. He wanted it close and personal. And despite the fact not many flyers could really hurt him much, they were pain to fight against being that he could not utilize his own strengths in combat like this.

"Cursed sky jockey!" He bellowed and took off himself after the Autobots that passed by. While Strafe could fly twice as fast as Motormaster himself, taking it to the air would allow him at least more shots at Strafe. With all the Sweeps in the air and Roadblock, Quake and his own goons on the ground drawing fire from the few remaining Autobots he doubted they'd all suddenly concentrate their fire on himself and become easy targets for the Decepticon ground forces.

"Time to cut off your wings Autobot!" Motormaster roared, opening fire at Strafe from his trusty atom-smasher rifle.

Autobase Tau - Perimeter

Strafe cursed metally as he noticed Motormaster fly after him "I've got to stop doing that" he muttered to himself as the stunticon leader cursed him though Strafe couldn't help but be amused at his choice of words. 'Sky jockey now that's a new one' he thought to himself

Dodging sweeps left and right while trying to keep the much larger and heavily armed mech from blowing him out of the sky Strafe was by no means in a good mood. He was on his own here and he didn't like it. However Motormaster's comment with regards to his wings caused a spike of immense irritation to flare inside him. 'hah that's what you think' he thought to himself as he flew on dodging the mech's shots.

"Not good; soooo not good." Strafe worked more on keeping out of the way and more on the defensive he wasn't quite stupid enough to allow Motormaster a clear shot. He could work with hit and run tactics for the time being.

Skies over Tagan

Strafe was a genius, the thought struck Stormfire through the dogfight over Tagan. Successfully luring an opponent into the air where his armour and bulk put him at an immense disadvantage was clever enough, but this con happened to be Motormaster, one of the lynchpins of the Decepticon offensive, without his constant direction, the Stunticons assault would degenerate as they lost coordination and focus, this in turn would help the Autobots on the ground, effectively weakening a sizeable chunk of the Decepticon assault force, if Motormaster could be removed from the battlefield, the Autobots would reap the benefits.

Stormfire quickly opened a channel to the remaining Autobot flyers, he had a limited window to operate in, and he must make the most of it
‘Air squadrons, shift targets, priority is now Motormaster, hit him with everything you’ve got. If we’re lucky the drones will have been programmed not to fire towards important Decepticons, move now. Stormfire out.’

Stormfire dove under one of the sweep drones and opened a channel to Strafe, all the while trying to clear the enemies away from the other Autobot with staggered laser bursts.
‘Strafe, your manoeuvre was pure brilliance, now we’ve got a really good chance of doing some heavy damage to Motormaster and the con attack, I’m going to recommend you for some sort of medal. Shall we?’
The drones around Strafe scattered temporarily, Stormfire swung towards Motormaster and unleashed a wave of missiles at the slow moving con, around the large mech, other Autobots were beginning to attack, bursts of lasers and more rockets headed towards the single con. Stormfire moved out of the mechs target range, instead focusing on keeping firing lanes towards Motormaster clear.

Autobase Tau--Perimeter

"Aww, look, it's speedy head," Wildrider chuckles, having noticed that the other Stunticons had turned their attention to the blue-hued Autobot courier, Blurr.

As he begins firing again, he suddenly feels a sharp pain in his right shoulder rotater. He turns his head slightly, noticing the singe mark and wisps of smoke trailing up from the injury.

"Hey!....who shot me?"

Autobase Tau - Perimeter

Motormaster had never even considered the option of actually being able to catch Stafe but flying after the Autobot had allowed him to see how he would act being chased. Strafe clearly kept his distance and tried to dodge as much as he could and made a hit and run attack occasionally when gaining enough distance. Wise enough when one could not challenge the opponent head on. Infuriating to Motormaster.

Yet, the devilish Stunticon hadn't wasted his time. Each new blast he fired came closer hitting Strafe and yet none of them were carefully aimed blasts. All this time Motormaster kept flinging taunts and insults at the Autobot, trying to get under Strafe's hide. Methodically he began increasing the time between his insults, just letting the ear-piercing sounds from his rifle and the sounds of the battle to echo all around them before roaring out a curse again.

For a moment the blasts shot at Strafe began to miss with slightly larger marginal than before. At the same time Motormaster began swearing louder and seemingly more annoyed than before but it was only a ploy.

[Targeting right exhaust vent. Calculating trajectory... Target lock acquired.] A sadistic grin rose to Motormaster's face as his targeting computer gave the confirmation - instantly his inxed digit tightened around the trigger of his rifle and pulled... Got ya.

Just as he fired himself, two missiles struck the large Stunticon, the impact forcing him to land with a loud crash. The attack however did not have as big impact as Stormfire might have hoped for a dozen of Sweeps immediately turned their attention and considerable firepower towards the Autobots that had thought of Motormaster being an easy target. On the ground however, a cloud of dust was effectively covering the area where Motormaster had struck the ground.

Autobase Tau

Her leg's circuitry finally began to unscramble from her past tussle with an autobot. She still had a problem with her arm, though the energon bleed was halted. With that, she still has trouble transforming. She applies her shield to it upside down so her damaged side is better protected without moving the arm much, then forearm mounts her rifle on the other arm.
Her damaged articulation thruster gains near full mobility with rerouted power from her beam cannon stores, and more of her last beam shot's energy goes to regenerating her damage.

She heard the battle picking up more. The shouts of Decepticons in the distance coupled with the assaults from the sky. The Autobots were still putting up considerable resistance with their reinforcements.
She figures there's no Decepticon reinforcement on the way.
She begins assessing the battlefield for the next heavy threat to keep overall troubles low, going where she felt she were needed. Sort of a traveling cork that plugs up problems on the battlefield.
And she sees it. One of the more troublesome spots.

Shrike streaks dramatically into the skies in a glorious blaze of thruster fire, topped off with a sonic boom as her formidable thruster system pulls serious Gs.
She beelines for and important looking target.
She narrows her optics as she draws a bead on Stormfire, then fires her rifle at him as she seeks to close in via her robot form.

She's well aware of the sweeps trying to overwhelm the flying autobots, but they were doing a terrible job if the Autobots had time to fire on the ground forces so often. Can't send a drone to do a real Decepticon's job, apparently!

Skies over Tagan

Strafe grumbled to himself as he dodged and ignored Motormaster's taunts. For once he was thankful for Afterburner's brash mouth. If anything it had made him almost immune to the stunticon leader's scathing taunts...though that doesn't mean that they didn't annoy him nooo. It just mean that he was able to ignore them or at least ignore most of them. There were of course the odd few that did make him wonder just how Motormaster came up with these things.

Still Stormfire's transmission had almost broken his battlefield mentality thinking that someone was trying to target him causing Strafe to drop suddenly; he soon gathered himself together and soared back into the air narrowly avoiding a few blasts; others scorched his frame causing only minor damages and nothing severe.

He opened a comm channel back to Stormfire "Hey no prob; just doing my job. Now lets just hope we get out of this in one piece then you can make all the recomendations you like"

He watched as Motormaster fell and felt a slight sliver of satisfaction as the cloud of dust inveloped the mech. Now all he had to hope for was that the stunticon leader either didn't get up or at least had some damage. Of course all thoughts of finding out were soon enough driven from his mind as he was forced to avoid the sweeps whom had suddenly found him a tempting target.

"Oh joy...why does this always have to happen" he muttered as he banked sharply to avoid and attack.

Autobase Tau

Freeway and Searchlight retreated into the last open tunnel carrying Panzer, "You really need to lose some weight," said Freeway, "I've carried heavy Bots before but damn your so heavy when you step on Metroplex he groans under the stain! Hahahahaha!"
"I don't think these jokes are helping," said Searchlight.
"Of course they are," said Freeway, "Their keeping his spirits up. Now if we don't move faster he'll literally be dead weight,"

Autobase Tau - Perimeter

>>"Going in to confirm the kill Stormfire.">"He is not moving. So much for -- urk!"<<

Out of sudden Motormaster's digits sunk into the throat of the Autobot warrior like his armor was nothing more than tin foil. The beast sat up, his grip tighening around the Autobot's throat, the fire in the optics of the Autobot dying out.

"Heh."

An evil grin on his face, straightening up to his full height Motormaster let go of the crushed throat of the Autobot warrior and let the poor fool's limp body fall to the ground, the impact removing the Autobot's head of its body.

"So you die."

The impact of the missiles and the following freefall had been nothing more to Motormaster than his usual antics on the road, plowing through barricades and buildings in high speed. Turning his gaze to the sky, the beast roared out his defiance.

"If that's all you got, you'd better do a lot better!"

Skies over Tagan

Stormfire, as ‘It’ was constantly telling him in his mind, was not natural leader. The attack on Motormaster had to be stopped, the opportunity window was closed.

‘Autobot flyers cease attack on Motormaster, continue to fight the sweeps.’

Stormfire felt no compassion for the bot who’d met his end at Motormaster’s hand, he was never one to show his emotions even when he did have them, and watching a bot lose his life for such a stupid mistake did not make him angry or vengeful, it simply registered as a loss in air power. Shrike’s shot hit him from out of nowhere, damaging the armour on his body, Stormfire located the attacker, and saw at once that this opponent was no Sweep drone and was marginally damaged.











Stormfire dove straight towards the charging Decepticon, Firing two missiles towards the approaching mech, and then rapidly firing his laser cannons whilst barrel rolling, this tactic would create a tunnel of laser fire which would force his opponent towards the missiles, with little chance of escape, or sustain heavy damage by flying through his laser fire and lose her targeting bead. Stormfire continued to fly towards Shrike at high speed, if he got close enough she was doomed.

Skies over Autobase Tau

Spotting the plume of thrusters that wasn't there before she instinctively used her her head mounted needler guns to shoot the missiles down in a hail of plasma bullets exploding them practically in Stormfire's face. Or his nose cone if you prefer.
Shrike uses the explosions from the missiles as cover to barrel roll at a sharp angle out of the tunnel of laser fire.
The brief exposure to the lasers and good use of her shield has her escape with light damage to her shouder armor and leg, and scorch across her durable shield.

Sadly for him, Shrike was never one to let her guard down.
She keeps her shield between them, her body half turned, and angled towards him with the shield up front giving him a smaller visual target and her thrusters are ready to move her in nearly any direction at a moment's notice as she hovers in the air letting him get closer.

Shrike got her bead on him again using those lovely lasers of his to discern his location before she fires on his spinning form with her forearm mounted energy rifle as he exits the fading explosions created by his missiles.
She says nothing, letting her merciless combat and fast agile movements speak for her.

Autobase Tau ~ Perimeter

The fire was beginning to mount up the damage on both combatants. Roadbuster's shrapnel cannon had been spewing fire at the tank for a prolonged preiod of time, so much so that the Wrecker had to halt the fire before the weapon overheated, and not wanting to be left out, Roadblock of course retaliated with yet more shatter cannon fire, pelting Roadbuster all over.

The damage was quickly reaching critical levels, Roadbuster's internal diagnostics were beginning to reel off the warning signals as his armor neared it's limit, but still he refused to back down. As he continued moving to his right, the left leg that was damaged earlier in Roadblock's initial attack finally reached it's limit and ceased functioning, buckling underneath the Wrecker, bringing him to a halt as he dropped to the ground.

Looking over at his foe, Roadbuster could hear yet more drawled threats as the tank began rolling towards him, a wall of white flame leading the way, and he knew he wasn't going to be long for this battle if he didn't get his crippled aft moving. Dragging himself back up to his one good leg, the Wrecker began quickly priming one of the magnetic homing grenades left to him by Freeway, targeting the right hand side of Roadblock's tank shell.

With the grenade set, Roadbuster was stopped from throwing by the impact of Quake's attack on his right side, once more kncoking him off his feet and back to the ground, accompanied by further alarms going off from his systems. He was redlining, and he knew it, but Roadbuster refused to go down without taking someone with him, and he didn't care which one, Quake had just gotten invloved in something that didn't concern him, but he was as good as anyone right about now.

Pulling himself up to a sitting position, the Wrecker chucked the first grenade towards Roadblock's tank, and with his vision getting slowly more fuzzy, grabbed another from subspace and set it to just hit Quake anywhere, before throwing it towards the ground assault 'Con. He was a sitting duck for Roadblock and Roadbuster knew it, but there was nothing he could do now, so he pulled his rifle into position and waited.


Further away, closer to the base, Jedishen was shaking his head as he recovered from Quake's earlier attack on he and Ultra Magnus. The Scout pushed himself up from his face down prone position on the ground and got back to his feet, feeling the effects of the heavy firepower aimed at him, his armor singed and crumpled in several places on his body. Seeing as he was retreating already it wasn't as significant as it could have been, and as he cast one more glance back towards Ultra Magnus, the Scout transformed and hit the accelerator, quickly getting up to speed and passing some of the others who were retreating.

Autobase Tau - Perimeter

Though his full-bore advance at Roadbuster was certainly fearsome-looking, Roadblock realized he had made a slight mistake as the always well-armed Autobot ground assault commander chucked a magnetic explosive device at the vehicle shell. The shaped charge locked onto the shell's hull and detonated, taking another heavy tire out of commission and inflicting significant damage to the armor on that corner of the vehicle as well.

"Nice trick, ya overgrown petrorabbit," Roadblock snarled, slowing his advance mainly because of damage to his wheels. "Ain't gonna save ya, though. Yer base is already fallen...you an' the rest that are still tryin' ta play hero are just prolongin' the inevitable."

The twin shatter cannons opened up once more on Roadbuster. It was a safer tactic than simply running over the Autobot and letting the dozer blade and acetylene torches slice him up. Normally Roadblock would have chosen the less cautious option of simply mowing down the Autobot, but the Pretender was still learning his capabilities and limits since his upgrade to the new technologies pioneered by Scorponok. Regardless, Roadblock continued the advance. It was hardly in his nature to play it too safe. The loss of two drive wheels slowed him significantly, buying Roadbuster more time to escape or somehow stop the juggernaut, but it appeared that it was only a matter of time until the dozer blade and cutting torches met Autobot armor.

Besides...the Decepticons had already won.


With Autobot air superiority over their base a thing of the past, the Sweep drones made short work of the remaining defensive turrets. A quick transmission from Roadblock had backed them off the power generators. There was no need to destroy Autobase Tau's generators now that the anti-air and other batteries had been rendered inoperative.

Blurr was firing at Roadblock’s Pretender shell when the area he had taken cover in erupted into a hail of firepower.

“Ahh!-Decepticons,-they’re-everywhere,-on-the-ground,-in-the-air’” Blurr cried out as he ducked down further behind his paltry cover of wreckage. He decided the wreckage probably wouldn’t last long under the combined might of Drag Strip, Breakdown, and Wildrider as he listened to the ammo slamming against his refuge. That meant he was definitely going to have to move to another location quickly.

Glancing towards Hot Rod’s position to the west, Blurr scanned the intervening area for more suitable coverage. A little more then half way between their two locations was another mound of scrap metal that would make for a more durable, but smaller place for Blurr to hide behind.

Some of the firing aimed at Blurr lessened suddenly as Wildrider stopped shooting at him and appeared to be examining a smoking section of his own arm. Basing his decision on the sudden and unexpected lessening of the assault, Blurr chose then to race out from behind his cover and dash as fast as he could to his newly chosen cover position closer to Hot Rod.

As he exploded out from behind his cover and sprinted across the gap, a few wild shots peppered his body, distracting him and upping his anxiety level, while dealing mostly minor wounds to him. He skidded into relative safety behind his new shield of scrap, but due to his distracted state of mind, he overshot the heap slightly and his right leg slid out from behind the pile into the barrage of enemy fire. A shot from Drag Strip punctured his lower leg casing causing it to start leaking lubricants all over.

Blurr anxiously opened a commlink to the other autobots in the area.

> Blurr transmitted speedily in a high-strung tone over the commlink.

(OOC: Are we meant to be retreating? where's Magnus? and am I meant to retreat the flyers now that the last turrets have gone?)

Skies over Tagan

Predictable. The word occurred to Stormfire once he exited the smoke cloud, the bot had surprised him by taking out his missiles, but as soon as it had happened Stormfire had begun to move, when he came out of the smoke, Shrike’s aim was wildly off and the shot went off into the dogfight the pair were rapidly leaving behind.
Stormfire observed his opponent’s movements, he’d seen her rapid ability to adjust her direction, but also realised that it would be a fragile system and a good hit would probably take it out. Her agility meant Stormfire would be at a disadvantage close in, but he had another edge on her, speed. Stormfire brought his engines to full power, and at almost escape velocity charged straight towards the con, at this speed he shot past her faster than she'd be able to track and was well out of range before he turned his engines back to normal power, however she would now have to deal with several missiles, coming from multiple sides at almost point blank range, Stormfire having dropped them whilst he had flown past the con. He knew she would use that shield of hers to defend herself, but she couldn’t defend on all sides at once with it. Stormfire then began to climb into the upper atmosphere, if she survived this assault she’d regret it.

Autobase Tau - Perimeter

Motormaster walked past the body of the Autobot he had just killed, crushing the head of the carcass under his feet on his way and picked up his rifle that had escaped from his grip when he had crashed to the ground. The large Stunticon was a persistant foe, Strafe had gotten into his list of enemies to be taken care of with the most painful way available. He had not seen who had dared to shot him from behind with missiles, so revenge on the culprit wasn't possible.

Strafe seemed to be busy with some Sweeps giving an excellent chance for Motormaster to strike. Strafe was operating high in the skies, in an environment Motormaster loathed mixed with speeds he couldn't reach. And it even seemed that the Autobots would team up against him would he try to engage Strafe in the air. It didn't mean the Autobot was safe from him for Motormaster still had his atom-smasher rifle.

This time however he decided to stay on ground and began aiming for the wings of the Technobot. Motormaster didn't want to kill Strafe outright, just drop him off the skies. For the pain he would cause on the Autobot after making him grounded was going to be so much sweeter than just shooting Strafe off the skies.

Skies over Autobase Tau
(OOC: The order to fall back/retreat was given by Ultra Magnus on page 24 [at least my page 24 on this thread.].)

Stormfire underestimated her again.

His high speed was not as effective as he hoped. He was far too big to go unnoticed from her optics even at near escape velocity.
She's more than adept at high speed combat. It's built into her body, her programming, and her martial arts training.
Yes, her somewhat fragile thruster articulation is key to her agility, but she uses it to great effect.

Speaking of fragile so is Stormfire's sub-par armor.

She thrusts herself downwards under his charge and below his laser cannon's line of fire making the cannons, and ramming attempts virtually useless at this point. A swerve would likely rip him apart at his speeds.

Her rifle was ready, and she fired about where he'd be so it'd likely intercept him as he approached and she began firing her needler guns on top of that.

Shrike's spray of needler gun rounds detonated his first missiles before they could be fully dropped off, virtually blowing them up inside their launchers, and thus right next to him, and the probably next to the rest of his payload.
His substandard armor, the closer range, and his high speed would make the close range needler gun blasting almost deadly.
Why? His speed upped the kinetic energy of the projectiles, and thus they would hit harder than they would against a stationary target, and the closer range mean more of the spread was bound to hit his flimsy shell.
This coupled with nearby missile blasts, and maybe the detonation of the missiles near therest of the missiles would make for a very nasty situation.

She turned with amazing high speed grace, nearly keeping up with him as he sped by using her articulated thrusters to spin her in mid air as she continued her descent while keeping her needler guns firing at him detonating his missiles as she turned using the explosions to cause a chain reaction destroying the rest.

As he fled to the upper atmosphere, certainly a place where she could not go, if he looked back all he'd see was a series of explosions dying away, then below the blasts Shrike watching him flee the battlefield.
She escaped his wrath again, and this time she escaped with virtually no further damage.

Doomed? Regret? So far she hasn't seen the skill from him to make that come true.

Skies over Autobase Tau

Strafe grumbled as events played out in his mind. This was just so dumb it was unreal; that and what was worse he didn't know what to do the battle on the ground was going terribly and the battle in the air wasn't going much better either. He deliberatly tried not to focus on the fact that they were losing and losing badly.

The sweeps were keeping him busy enough that he hardly noticed Motormaster pick up his gun but he thankfully his paranoia did cause him to keep a sensor on what was going on behind him at all times. So when the stunticon fired at him it didn't quite hit it's target. Instead Strafe meerly recieved a glancing blow...which still stung like hell and caused him to drop a few feet; but he was able to pull himself together and take note of who had just shot at him.

"Persistant twit" he muttered to himself. As he soared back in to the air at an altitude; realising he had to keep moving even with his lightly smoking wing and perhaps return a few hits while he was at it. All the while avoiding sweep drones. Yeah this was going to be hard, all the while Strafe knew for sure if he was forced to the ground he would not be able to defend himself against that particular monstrosity.

Heh it did not look too good at all but Strafe had never been one to leave people behind he was quite content to stay until air support was no longer needed. Even if he'd get and audio full of it later from his team-mates.

Autobase Tau - Escape Tunnels

Dead weight.

The words kept racing through his mind. How could he have been so stupid as to get beat like that! Paralyzed, helpless, this was the first time he could remember what it felt like to be defeated.

And then there was Quake.

The massive decepticon was a complete match to him, in every way. Large, powerful, and with a mean left hook to boot.

"H-hey guys, I wanna ask a favor... get me to the nearest medic, I want ack in this fight!" said Panzer, wheeezing from his voicebox.

This wasn't over, as long as his spark burnt.

Autobase Tau--Perimeter

The damage to his rotater didn't seem to be too severe, so long as it didn't take too many more stray shots to the same area. It wasn't like Wildrider particularly cared either way. So long as he had an arm that could fire, he could block out pretty much anything and keep fighting.

Turning back to the battle at hand, he notices a blue...streak...racing away from the junk pile that he had been firing at only moments before, along with a number of other random targets.

"Hey! No runnin'!" Wildrider growls, before transforming in to his own Cybertronian car mode and racing off after the Autobot target.

(OOC – of the Autobots who all is still on the battle field, aside from Blurr, Strafe, and Stormfire?)


While waiting anxiously for a response or further orders, Blurr thought he heard the whine of a fastly approaching engine. Scooting back about a foot from the scrap pile, Blurr readied his electro-laser and waited to see if the oncoming transformer was an Autobot or a Decepticon.

I-wonder-who-all-is-still-out-here,-I-don’t-mind-buying-time-for-the-base’s-wounded-to-be-evacuated,
-but-I-don’t-want-to-fall-back-too-soon-and-accidentally-leave-someone-stranded-out-here-with-the-
Decepticons.-Stranded-out-here-with-the-Decepticons,-that-would-be-nasty,-most-of-them-are-poor-
conversationalists-and-none-too-friendly-to-boot.

Autobase Tau – Perimeter

The smoke from the blast finally cleared and Ultra Magnus was nowhere to be seen. The fact didn’t really surprise Scorponok, but it was slightly disappointing. He would just have to be satisfied with taking the city-state and the autobase itself. That would suffice.

The Decepticon general marched forward, his various guns laying waste to the few defenses the Autobase had left. He soon reached the main door of the fort. A powerful blast from his tail shorted out any defenses and locking mechanisms the door still possessed. He grasped it with his claws and pulled. There was a shrieking of metal as he forced the doors to go against their locked position, but Scorponok’s strength was immense. There was a loud snap as one of the gears or other parts of the door mechanisms broke and the door slid open.

A small smile crossed his face. Autobase Tau was now in Decepticon hands, and the Tagan Heights had fallen. Now it was time to see what spoils were still in the base. With any luck they could salvage something from the main computers. It would be the first step in turning the Autobase into a Decepticon stronghold.