Cartography RoomRazorclaw entered the darkened room just before Divebomb and the rest of his Predacons arrived on scene. They were nothing if not obedient, having wasted no time in following the Predacon Commander’s orders. Of course, they also wasted no time in getting into a verbal spat with one another, a fight that started between
Rampage and
Divebomb and then spread to
Headstrong once he had entered.
Tantrum was the only one not to get in on the arguing and complaining.
“ENOUGH!!!” Razorclaw roared as he slammed his clawed fist down onto the control console in the center of the chamber. “I did not call you all down here so you can fight with each other! Lord Megatron has an important mission for us and we will follow his orders to the letter! Now, control yourselves and act like the elite specialty unit that you are all apart of!”
Shockwave wrote:>>”Shockwave to Razorclaw--you should be receiving the files now. You'll notice that the regions Starscream marked as having the highest ore-13 retrieval success also showed unnaturally high volcanic activity in the region nearby. Our work in recovering the ore should begin there.”<<
The lion-former sent a non-verbal acknowledgement back to the one-eyed scientist as the files in question appeared on the nearby terminal. Razorclaw turned and accessed the data, activating the holo-emitter directly above the central console. Within astroseconds, a large holographic image of Sol-3 appeared in the middle of the room, illuminating the darkness that had previously surrounded the five Predacons.
“Now, you all know what pleasant little planet this is,” Razorclaw started to say as he walked around the glowing Earth. “You’ll notice the red dots indicating regions where the substance known as Ore-13 is located and in the highest concentration. Megatron’s orders are to mine this ore for the Decepticon war machine. He wants it done as quickly and efficiently as possible. That’s where we come in. Once I have chosen a site, we will take a shuttle down with a contingent of vehicon miners and we will extract the ore. The more we can recover the better.”
Turning back towards the 3D map of Earth, Razorclaw took a short amount of time to study the various sites indicating Ore-13 deposits. The lion-former soon zeroed in on one of the largest deposits located in a region in the center of the African continent. “Here,” Razorclaw pointed as the image zoomed in on the location in question. “We will start here, a nation-state called the Congo. It is a densely forested region. Our animal alt modes should do us well there. Furthermore, as Shockwave has indicated regarding many of these sites, there is an active volcano nearby. According to the information provided, the fleshlings call it Mount Nyiragongo. We will need to be mindful.”
Razorclaw then returned his attention back to his squad. “We will also have to be mindful of the local natives. Infiltration protocols are still to be adhered to. Therefore, we will need to don synthetic organic outer coverings in order to blend in and look like real animals. From what I know of this continent, our animal forms are common here. Of course, metal beasts are not something these flesh-sacks are used to seeing even in a rainforest. I know you’re not going to like being surrounded in organic slag, but I suggest you get over it. It’s for the good of the empire and for Megatron.”
“If there are any questions, I suggest you ask them now. Otherwise, head down to the CR chambers and acquire your synthetic flesh coverings ASAP. We will then meet in the Alpha Hangar. All hail Megatron!” Razorclaw shouted as he lifted his right fist into the air, making optical contact with each of his subordinates.
Mess Hall – Refueling BarSkywarp finished his glass of high grade and placed the empty container down on the bar top. Thundercracker had left some time earlier, indicating that he was heading for the training room. The teleporter had considered following his long-time friend and ultimately decided against it. ‘Warp was hoping Nightraven would soon join him, but she never showed up. She probably found something else to do or maybe she was looking in on that spitfire of a sister of hers. Either way it left Skywarp feeling a bit down with little to nothing to occupy his time but drinking.
Flamewar wrote:>>”If you are receiving this, you are to proceed to the alpha hangar immediately. We depart in two breems. All hail Megatron.”<<
And just like that his luck had seemingly changed for the better. Apparently, he was needed on a new mission. The fact that someone had thought to include him made the prankster feel needed. “Well, everyone, I’ve got to be going. Duty calls! heh,” Skywarp said as he got up from the bar and headed for the door. He then opened up a channel to his blue friend:
>>”Hey, ’Cracker! I just got a call to go on a new mission. I’m heading down to the Alpha hangar now. If you want to come, feel free!”<< With his message sent, Skywarp continued into the corridor outside of the mess hall. He then suddenly stopped in his tracks when he realized there was a better and faster way to travel. “Why the frag am I walking when I can fraggin’ teleport? heh.”
And with a quick flash of purple light, Skywarp was gone from sight.
Alpha HangarSixshot followed closely behind Megatron as they entered the alpha hangar where the destructive remnants of the slagmaker’s initial reappearance could still be seen. The sixchanger spared only a quick glance at some of the vehicons who were still cleaning up the mess before returning his attention to Megatron when he indicated the shuttle they would be utilizing. Flamewar was following close to their leader, as well.
Flamewar wrote:"Interesting is one word I would use. We’ve been treading water too long, fighting amongst ourselves. We didn't destroy each other, but we've made no progress either. At least now this world is back on course to get what it deserves and feed the war machine."
“Indeed,” Sixshot replied stoically. “The faster we’re able to get to phase six, the better I’ll like it.” As Megatron ascended the ramp into the shuttle he had chosen, Flamewar asked if the slagmaker wanted to enter a more secured area of the craft. Megatron refused, preferring to remain in the midst of his Decepticons. As such, Megatron stayed in the passenger cabin where he began to look over the mission roster.
Sixshot entered the shuttle and stood alongside the slagmaker as those who had been summoned began to make their appearance. One such mech suddenly appeared in a flash of purple light right outside of the shuttle. The mostly black seeker then ascended the ramp and entered into the passenger compartment.
“Skywarp reporting as ordered!” The teleporter’s jaw dropped several feet at the sight of the slagmaker, himself. “Lord
Megatron! It’s you! I mean, I heard you were back. I just hadn’t seen you yet, and I didn’t know you were coming on this mission personally. It’s a real honor! Thank you for choosing me, my lord!” Skywarp then bowed before the Decepticon Supreme Commander.
“Wow,” Sixshot said, looking over at
Megatron. “I think he might ask for your autograph. Heh.”
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