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News Credits: 3 · by **DedicatedGhostArt** » Thu Jul 27, 2017 12:52 am

Peaceful Tyranny - Observation Deck:

Oh? Well, Motormaster is the next 'Con boss you wanna get assigned to, then. You ever been on that scow that he and his team ride around on? Looks like it ran into a whole herd'a Dinobots hahahah! Those racer guys that're always with him? Don't do nothin' t'keep that ship running smooth. But you'll be fixin' stuff 'til the war's over on that thing."

"BAH," began Bushfire in reply to Skyrar, "I was giv'n a chance before to join their crew eons ago, only to turn it down 'cause I quickly figured out that the only crew on the ship would'a been those crazies, and me. And whoever they 'ave drivin the ship if it is piloted. Cuz nobody else felt like riskin' their lives in a madhouse like that.

"I'll tell ya, it's much more terrifyin to be in a run down and fallin apart ship as the only flunky AKA crewmember of a buncha lose cannon psychos (whose favorite activities include drivin into their own crew and shooting things) than in a place like this. No thankya. Dunno how they are now, but prob'ly not any better in the slob department, I can tell you right now. Don't even know how they still have a ship... if it's even the same one."

After the others offered another newly arrived mech a spot in their little chat, the "janitor" spoke in a very strange way. Illegible. But it seemed unlike another language, and more... Backwards Cybertronian. Or something of the sort.

"Uh, dunno 'sactly what you said, but, you're more than welcome te join. Ya seem a bit fluster'd right now. Oh yeah, and much thanks for yer service."

Bushfire then took a nearby cloth and wiped his hands off before saying,

"Where does one get a drink 'round here?"

by **Mazinman** » Fri Jul 28, 2017 2:56 am

Peaceful Tyranny - Observation Deck:

“Yeh, sknaht! Ton ynam snoc wohs noitaicerppa rof tahw I od.”

Sweeps rep-lied to Bushfire in a happy tone.

by **DeadRatchet** » Wed Aug 09, 2017 9:30 am

Peaceful Tyranny--Observation Deck

Skyrar smiles wearily and pretends to fit in with the other Decepticons, used to a seeker battalion Skyrar had spent little time around other types of Decepticons, his only point of reference being storys he heard in the barracks.

"It's definitely a philosophy that I try to stick with, heheh. What brings a Seeker aboard a ship like this anyway? Don't you Seekers tend to be not far from Starscream?"

"Im not from that squadron, and elemental gimmicks aren't standard issue." he says nervously.

Skyrar listened to the conversation, keeping a weary eye on Brushfire. Skyrar trys to ignore the ugly little cleaner bot, it makes some vocal sounding noises at Skyrar, who grimaces.

Not one for cybertronian geopolitics, Skyrar figured this poor creature was either a robot or the result of some past heinous functionalist regime committed by the Primes.

"er, thank you" he says to the janitor, a little embarrassed he might be talking to a drone.

by **Insidious** » Thu Aug 10, 2017 2:59 pm

Peaceful Tyranny--Observation Deck

"BAH, I was giv'n a chance before to join their crew eons ago, only to turn it down 'cause I quickly figured out that the only crew on the ship would'a been those crazies, and me. And whoever they 'ave drivin the ship if it is piloted. Cuz nobody else felt like riskin' their lives in a madhouse like that. I'll tell ya, it's much more terrifyin to be in a run down and fallin apart ship as the only flunky AKA crewmember of a buncha lose cannon psychos (whose favorite activities include drivin into their own crew and shooting things) than in a place like this. No thankya. Dunno how they are now, but prob'ly not any better in the slob department, I can tell you right now. Don't even know how they still have a ship... if it's even the same one," Bushfire said. Chatty mech. Lookout shrugged and took another guzzle of his energon.

"They're some crazy little glitches, that's for sure. Effective in the middle of a fight, I'll give 'em that. 'Cause so much ruckus the Autobots almost exclusively focus on them when they've been deployed, heh. Suckers."

"Im not from that squadron, and elemental gimmicks aren't standard issue," the Seeker answered. Lookout nodded.

"Guess Megatron does keep them flyboys kinda spread throughout the empire. He never lets 'Screamer wander too far though."

He then looked over at the cleaner mech who sounded like he was communicating with them, but it was coming across as gibberish to Lookout. Hell, maybe it was a drone? Wouldn't that be funny.

"Sounds like someone kicked him in his vocalizer, heh heh."

News Credits: 3 · by **DedicatedGhostArt** » Mon Aug 14, 2017 5:58 pm

Peaceful Tyranny - Observation Deck:

Bushfire could tell the janitor mech was grateful for the thanks. He could tell in the tone, even though the words seemed still distorted. Bushfire decided to take a gander and assume it was a thanks back.

"Hey, no probl'm," said Bushfire.

The mechanic then said in reply to the others referring to Sweep, "He dousn't seem like a drone, he seems smarter than one'v those. And... sounds less like binary code to me and more like a distorted er alternate Cybertronian er sumthin."

by **Foximus** » Mon Sep 04, 2017 11:39 pm

The Peaceful Tyranny – Observation Deck

"I'm inclined to agree, Shocky-boo. I mean, if they didn't want us having any down time....surely one of those two would've said something. So....R&R it is.”

“Shocky…what?!” That broke through Shocker’s haze of paranoia. A whirlwind of retorts raced to his vocalizer as he jabbed a finger at Look-Out’s retreating back. But all of the wind went out of his sails after he realized that, yeah, he probably had earned it. Pft, Lookie was a bit sore about that, wasn’t he? He let out a sigh, cooling off and watching others mill about and join their little party.

The conversation took a turn for Seekers and this new odd bot who was speaking gibberish. Not any language that he understood. A chill went down his spine as an idea crossed his mind. He leaned into this new arrival, glancing to Lookie and pointing to the mech.

“We sure this guy isn’t one of them? Or with them?”

-

Bridge

“Now, now,” Tarn tutted lightly as Tesarus expressed his displeasure, “This Spintrail may yet have surprises in store for us. I doubt that it will be quite as gripping as our recent foray with Megadeath, but still…”

Crimson optics alighted on Vos as he chimed with a degree of enthusiasm. See? There. An appropriate amount of zeal for the coming assignment. Still, he couldn’t blame Tesarus. Tarn understood it all too well. A challenge distracted him from the more unfortunate circumstances of the situation. That a Decepticon, that one of their own, had willingly chosen to…betray them. It roiled the energon.

"I believe this one should be done from a distance. That would disqualify Helex and Tesarus. If he happens to have ingested a combination of corrosive or combustible materials, that would make the process problematic for either of them. Vos or myself should strike the final blow on our turncoat so long as I do not utilize my alternate mode, as disappointing as that would be. If Vos is so inclined, I have no objection," Kaon said, with a nod of deference to his fellow justice.

Optics shifting to one of the oldest members of the Division, Tarn listened impassively. Ordinarily, he might have balked at the idea of handling this one from range. His philosophy on their work had always been quite clear from the beginning. But…after their excursion with Megadeath, Tarn understood the hesitance. Before he could come to any conclusion on the matter, Kaon continued.

"Perhaps Turmoil might wish to put his execution on display, as a warning to others? After all, he's one of the few on the List who's had no idea that we're on to him."

“Perhaps, perhaps,” Tarn conceded. Resting his head in a hand, he considered his response. It was a moment. “But we mustn’t forget our purpose. Dear Spintrail’s end cannot be swift,” Tarn said, extending a hand slightly. “No…His world must become one filled with unrelenting agony. That, above all, is what is important. We must never lose sight of that. If we were to finish him quickly and from afar, at that, what would it say of us?”

Tarn’s hand clenched lightly into a fist as his crimson optics gleamed malevolently. He left his question hanging in the air, unanswered for a long moment before dropping his hand down to his armrest. He looked to Kaon again, the hard edge in his optics softening.

“But a public execution is a fine idea. Hushed whispers and second-hand accounts are all well and good for keeping the rank and file in line, but unfortunately, we still have issues with loyalty. It’s baffling really…” Tarn shook his head, “We’ve not had the opportunity to perform for a larger audience in some time. This may be an excellent opportunity…provided Turmoil is amenable to our request.”

Gesturing to Kaon, Tarn nodded to him. “Speaking of the commander, Kaon, I believe it is time to contact him. If you would do the honors.”

News Credits: 1 · by **AFTRHR** » Wed Sep 06, 2017 6:59 am

The Peaceful Tyranny - Observation Deck

Ignition strolled into the Observation Deck, dusting off his tools that he was previously using for maintenance work. He'd spent a good amount of time fixing up some servos and polishing the ones that were a little bit on the older end. It was a bit draining on his pistons due to the lack of room in the engine room, but he persevered and carried on to his break. It had been quite a while, after all.

The engineer made his way across the large room, and grabbed himself a drink. He made his way to the edge of the room, where the view into space and beyond implanted itself into his optics. A much needed relief from staring at metallic servos all day. He drank a little bit of his drink and continued watching.

by **Insidious** » Sun Sep 10, 2017 2:04 pm

Bridge

“Now, now. This Spintrail may yet have surprises in store for us. I doubt that it will be quite as gripping as our recent foray with Megadeath, but still…”

Tarn's initial reply elicited the slightest hint of a smirk from the typically laconic justice. Tesarus had certainly enjoyed their encounter with Megadeath. And with the manner in which he had been dispatched, he fully expected Squadron X would find a renewed sense of loyalty to the Decepticon cause.

As for Spintrail? He supposed he could only hope. Everything about this particular case seemed like it would offer no challenge at all. He decided then and there that he would proceed with that expectation. It could only improve from there.
___

“Perhaps, perhaps. But we mustn’t forget our purpose. Dear Spintrail’s end cannot be swift. No…His world must become one filled with unrelenting agony. That, above all, is what is important. We must never lose sight of that. If we were to finish him quickly and from afar, at that, what would it say of us?”

Kaon considered Tarn's response and nodded supportively at the seniormost justice. He had not intended to suggest that this Spintrail's end be any less demonstrative of what ultimate fate lay in store for those who turned against the cause. He was simply ruminating on methodology. He highly doubted Tarn would appreciate a dialogue on those subtleties at this moment. It was Kaon's own error. Tarn's primary point was wholly true. They could not lose sight of their ultimate function within the Decepticon war machine.

“But a public execution is a fine idea. Hushed whispers and second-hand accounts are all well and good for keeping the rank and file in line, but unfortunately, we still have issues with loyalty. It’s baffling really…”

"I agree," Kaon said. "I hope their comes a time when we've produced enough examples that such that betrayal becomes as ludicrous a notion to the rank-and-file as it is to us. Hopefully Turmoil will be amenable."

“Speaking of the commander, Kaon, I believe it is time to contact him. If you would do the honors.”

"With all due haste," Kaon said agreeably, effortlessly configuring the necessary communications signal. >>"This is the Decepticon Justice Division, requesting an audio-visual response from Decepticon garrison officer Turmoil. We look forward to your timely reply."<<

by **Cryhavok** » Mon Sep 11, 2017 1:30 pm

Bridge

>>"This is the Decepticon Justice Division, requesting an audio-visual response from Decepticon garrison officer Turmoil. We look forward to your timely reply."<<

The Justice Division had to wait for the video-link to be established for few kliks. Whether it was because of Tenebrous’ freaked out communications officers of Turmoil’s own decision of keeping the DJD waiting - it mattered little. A direct link was eventually formed, revealing a massive charcoal Decepticon with teal highlights and smoldering red optical visor - staring right back at the DJD from his command throne within the Decepticon stronghold Tenebrous.

>>”And to what do I owe the displeasure of this call?”<< Turmoil asked bluntly, cutting right into the business at hand, showing no sign of fear or willingness for traditional grandstanding between high ranking officers many other Decepticons commanders wasted their time with.

by **Foximus** » Wed Sep 13, 2017 9:51 pm

Bridge

It was a long moment of quiet between the justices in the bridge. Not unpleasant. Tarn let the moment stretch out, casting his optics out at his team, enjoying the company of similarly minded individuals. It stretched for a little too long. Glancing to Kaon with an optical ridge quirked, Tarn wondered what was taking so long. Surely, it wasn’t the fault of their esteemed communications officer. He read nothing in Kaon’s face that would indicate such.

Perhaps something was amiss on the grounds below? As the site of the recent conquest of Second Fleet Commander Scorponok, there shouldn’t be unless the Autobots had launched an attack. The Peaceful Tyranny’s scanner revealed nothing of that nature, however. Hm. Just as he was about to remark on it and give orders to proceed with landing procedures, a not wholly unfamiliar face appeared on the monitor before Tarn.

Turmoil.

>>”And to what do I owe the displeasure of this call?”<<

Rather curt and to the point, but Tarn could appreciate that in some respects. However, they had a little performance to carry out. Straightening in his seat within the bridge of the Peaceful Tyranny, Tarn returned Turmoil’s glare with an impassive look of his own. Not very difficult to do, given the nature of his face.

>>”One among your number has transgressed,”<< Tarn replied smoothly. Turmoil likely had already surmised that much from their mere presence, so he continued, >>”He knows who he is. If you would please announce our arrival, it would be greatly appreciated. We will handle the rest.”<<

Intentionally vague. That is what this was. Designed to set the group of Decepticons in question against the idea of treachery and evoke tension and apprehension within them. All the more of a relief it will be to them when the traitor was removed. Relief and loyalty enflamed. At least, that was the idea. A healthy dose of seeing what would become of those who transgressed.

>>”Also, we would like to make it a…public demonstration. For morale. Does this sound agreeable to you? Can it be arranged?”<<

by **Insidious** » Fri Sep 15, 2017 7:31 pm

Peaceful Tyranny--Observation Deck:

"He dousn't seem like a drone, he seems smarter than one'v those. And... sounds less like binary code to me and more like a distorted er alternate Cybertronian er sumthin," Bushfire said.

"Think so, eh? Well, I'll buy a new scatterblaster for the first glitch that gets him to say real words."

“We sure this guy isn’t one of them? Or with them?” Shocker asked.

"Well, I'm sure he ain't one of 'em," Lookout said, reaching for a datapad and proceeding to pull up some old holovid footage. "Have you not seen them all? Some mook on Edaps recorded this."

As the slice of video played, five distinctive mechs could be seen culling their way through a small battalion of mechanized defenses.

"That one's Tarn. Megatron loyalist extraordinaire. Well, they probably all are. S'why they got the gig. That big one next to him with the fire is Helex. That even bigger one is Tesarus. And Vos and Kaon were in here just a bit ago, but you can see 'em right there, too. Wicked skills, eh? I mean....it's not like I know 'em, but I know what they all look like. And that guy ain't one hahah."

by **Cryhavok** » Sun Sep 17, 2017 3:13 pm

Bridge, video screen

>>”One among your number has transgressed,”<< Tarn replied smoothly. Turmoil likely had already surmised that much from their mere presence, so he continued, >>”He knows who he is. If you would please announce our arrival, it would be greatly appreciated. We will handle the rest.”<<

>>”Who?”< Turmoil demanded to know, his smoldering visor betraying his anger as he left out the part that was self explanatory. Who the hell did Tarn think himself to be to treat the commander of Scorponok’s ground forces like some common officer from some barely livable fringe outpost the DJD used to bully into submission? The position had changed Tarn beyond recognition. From a meek outlier empurata victim into one of the most sadistic and smug Decepticons the war had seen. Hiding all that behind a facade of sophistication. Tarn was no less the butcher Turmoil was himself.

At the very least Turmoil wanted a name. He wanted to know where his own network had failed him so that the DJD had to be involved. The Decepticon Secret Service had failed to inform him of whatever this transgression was for a reason and proceeded to cut him off and inform the Decepticon Justice Division instead. Why? This was unusual to say the least. Tarn owed him at least that much courtesy for both their common service history and for the sake of protocol.

>>”Also, we would like to make it a…public demonstration. For morale. Does this sound agreeable to you? Can it be arranged?”<<

>>”Name the culprit and the transgression.”<< The hulking Decepticon commander repeated his demand, his optics unwavering before the DJD commandant, >>”And we will have an arrangement.”<<

by **DeadRatchet** » Thu Sep 21, 2017 8:19 pm

Peaceful Tyranny--Observation Deck:

Skyrar's Optics sparkled as he watched Lookout's datapad, the scene of seasoned Decepticon veterans wreaking havok always swelled his spark. He absorbed every detail, attack patterns, squadron insignia, armaments. He clenched his fists and did some hand exercises to calm his itch to deploy his missile pods. He looked around, the others mostly had inferior ground bound forms or lacked visible armaments. He felt awkward and stopped, by trying to not look awkward but looking more awkward. Skyrar squirmed in his chair finally he stood up awkwardly flinging his chair to the ground.

"who wants a drink?"

by **Foximus** » Sat Sep 23, 2017 12:45 pm

Bridge

It gave Tarn some amount of pleasure to see Turmoil’s righteous anger. Yes, outraged as any loyal Decepticon should be. He did not let his approval show outwardly, which was not too difficult to manage considering the nature of his face. He simply held Turmoil’s smoldering stare with an impassive one of his own. One of them had to appear the professional, after all.

>>”Name the culprit and the transgression.”<< The hulking Decepticon commander repeated his demand, his optics unwavering before the DJD commandant, >>”And we will have an arrangement.”<<

Internally, Tarn heaved a weighty sigh of frustration. Not just with Turmoil but himself. How rude of him to treat Turmoil as incompetent after their service history however…impersonal it was. There was also the matter of protocol. Being the bureaucrat that he was, Tarn didn’t want to imagine the piles of paperwork that it would mean if they simply ignored Turmoil’s demands and went about their business. Still, it was part of the script. The idea that anyone including the commander could be a traitor hiding among them. It was powerful.

After a long moment of consideration, Tarn relented. The likelihood of their quarry being within audial range was scant and none that did overhear would dare disclose the information. If they did, they could join Spintrail as examples.

>>”Spintrail”<< Tarn uttered, giving it a moment to sink in before continuing, >>”You’re aware of his personal file and the reports filed against him with regards to his self-doubts, I presume? It seems that Spintrail decided to act on those doubts against his better judgement. The Decepticon Secret Service intercepted signals between a comm station that he was logged into and a regional Autobot outpost.”<<

There was a barely noticeable sign of surprise in Turmoil's body language, only betrayed to optics of an experienced observer. That moment passed quickly however and was replaced by even more intense fire in Turmoil's smoldering optics. >>"The battlecruiser Perdition and the rest of the fleet on standby have been instructed to allow your vessel a safe passage thorough Nebulan space."<<

>>”Wonderful,”<< Tarn purred agreeably, taking Turmoil’s reply to mean that he agreed to the terms and would have all in readiness. >>”We’ll speak again soon. That is all for now.”<<

Cutting the connection, Tarn’s rigid, professional posture relaxed if only slightly as he looked to the second eldest member of the DJD.

“Kaon, I trust you to handle the landing procedures.”

A smile curled up behind the mask as he sat back a bit in his command chair.

((Combo post with both Cryhavok and I to move things along a bit.))

by **Foximus** » Sun Sep 24, 2017 7:05 pm

Peaceful Tyranny – Observation Deck

"Well, I'm sure he ain't one of 'em," Lookout said, reaching for a datapad and proceeding to pull up some old holovid footage. "Have you not seen them all? Some mook on Edaps recorded this."

“I’ve seen some of them,” Shocker retorted. Still, he piped down when the video started playing. He could barely believe his optics. Only five mechs were doing all of that. Shocker felt a bit faint. He knew they were powerful, but geez.

"That one's Tarn. Megatron loyalist extraordinaire. Well, they probably all are. S'why they got the gig. That big one next to him with the fire is Helex. That even bigger one is Tesarus. And Vos and Kaon were in here just a bit ago, but you can see 'em right there, too. Wicked skills, eh? I mean....it's not like I know 'em, but I know what they all look like. And that guy ain't one hahah.”

“No kidding,” Shocker agreed, crossing his arms. “But you know, I heard they keep pets. Maybe he’s one?” His optics flicked to Skyrar when the offer of another round of drinks came up. “I’ll take one, Skyrar.” Something to take the edge off.

by **Insidious** » Sat Sep 30, 2017 7:08 pm

Bridge

The brief tête-à-tête between Tarn and Turmoil had been one of the more enjoyable interactions that Kaon had been witness to in some time. Clearly the garrison officer had felt that his authority had been undermined somewhat due to the fact that the DSS had brought this Spintrail subversive to their attention before that of his immediate supervisors. That itself would be a curiosity to explore some other day. Like the other justices, Kaon was more focused on ensuring they could cross another name off their list--unimpeded. Tarn, with his usual tact, had accomplished it with polished grace.

“Kaon, I trust you to handle the landing procedures,” Tarn said, once his business with Turmoil was complete. Kaon nodded graciously.

"So it shall be," he said as one hand floated delicately and seamlessly from one command panel to the next. "I'll inform our maintenance crew to prepare to disembark."
___

Peaceful Tyranny--Observation Deck

*pli-ping*

>>"All crew currently serving aboard the Peaceful Tyranny should take care to ensure that all maintenance logs have been duly submitted. We will be landing at Decepticon fortress Tenebrous on Nebulos very soon. You will be expected to disembark at that time. That is all."<<

News Credits: 1 · by **AFTRHR** » Tue Oct 03, 2017 9:24 am

Peaceful Tyranny – Observation Deck

Ignition stopped staring at the screen and walked over to where a some of the maintenance crew were. Someone was offering free drinks - he didn't look like one of them though, he appeared more to be a seeker. Either way, a free drink is a free drink.

"Mind if I join y'all?" He headed for a nearby seat. "One drink for me, please."

News Credits: 3 · by **DedicatedGhostArt** » Thu Oct 05, 2017 5:01 pm

Peaceful Tyranny – Observation Deck:

"Mind if I join y'all? One drink for me, please."

"Sure," said Bushfire to the newcomer, "Anyone's welcome. We're just watchin a bit of a 'movie', heh."

Bushfire leaned back in his seat and put his arms behind his head.

"Ah, man I wish I was a warrior. Heh. I mean I like my job 'n all, but bein out there like the most feared mechs in the universe... Must be awesum."

by **Insidious** » Sat Oct 07, 2017 9:46 pm

Skies over Nebulos

Breaking the infinite blackness of space, at last, was Nebulos. Ahead, the bones of what would be a vast Decepticon shipyard hovered in orbit over the planet, with ships full of resources on an almost continuous flow between the surface below.

The sleek, Decepticon war machine known as The Peaceful Tyranny sliced through the cloudy, gray overcast skies of Nebulos' capital city Koraja. For being an inherently organic world, it was decidedly starting to take on a more Cybertronian appearance, particularly as one got closer to the capital. The tendrils of Cybertronian technology spread out from the Decepticons' main base of operations on the planet: Tenebrous. The outer areas still retained their lush, organic greenness, but one could only wonder how long it would take before the whole of Nebulos resembled little more than one of Cybertron's moons. Such was the advantage of subjugating a willing population, Tesarus supposed.

Several Seekers had launched themselves out of the fortress to provide an escort to the Justice Division's ship, an act that was also a security measure just in case they were not who they said they were.

The sizable Decepticon vessel took one turn around Tenebrous before beginning its landing sequence, slowly lowering toward the landing pad that was capable of accommodating far larger ships than even the one possessed by the DJD.

"Tranquil," the justice remarked as he looked at the viewscreen display.

News Credits: 4 · by **MasterSoundBlaster** » Sun Oct 08, 2017 1:25 am

Skies above Nebulos - Peaceful Tyranny - Bridge

So this was Nebulos. Vos had heard much about this world, most of it unpleasant, but not enough to steer the slender Justice into sense of fear or disdain. With Tarn having finished his call with Turmoil and Tesarus taking note of the view, Vos could only look back towards the grinder of an executioner and nod with agreement. "Trainquil." Tes' called it. Yes, it certainly had one of those... views, yes...

"Qwww... Qwwwhhyyyiiite Qwwaaaiinnnt..." the rifle-former tried to speak out through his broken grasp of Cybertronian common. This newer language everyone spoke... It did not bode well for Vos. It didn't quite capture the beauty and poetic style of the Old Cybertronian he was used to speaking.

Observation Deck

Walking away from his freshly calibrated navigation panel, Sextant approached the rest of the assembled group. The navigator swiped away at some of the condensation that was building against his brow.

"Alright gents, what're we having?"

by **Foximus** » Mon Oct 09, 2017 9:44 pm

Bridge

At last, the little marble of a planet known as Nebulous came into focus. From here, it looked like so many other planets, dull and garish, but as they drew nearer, its original…distasteful organic nature gave way to what many Decepticons could look upon with a sense of accomplishment and peace. Though it was early, far too early to say such things, Tarn could almost envision what phase seven would look like glimpsing at these successful Decepticon conquests.

His optics flicked briefly to his fellow justices as they commented on the view of the capital, which struck a striking resemblance to their home. “Indeed,” Tarn murmured quietly, “I’d like to think that this is Megatron’s vision imperfectly realized. A glimpse into what future may lay in store beyond the war. The ultimate reward for the loyal.”

Pausing, Tarn let the moment of tranquility wash over him. Their work often took their far from the frontlines, so it was not often that the Justices were treated to such a thing. But the moment soon passed. They were here for a reason, after all. Leaning forward from his chair, Tarn’s hand idly tapped a command panel. It was time to inform their little guests that they had arrived.

Peaceful Tyranny – Observation Deck

“Okay…that’s the last of the logs…” Shocker muttered, setting down his datapad with a hefty sigh. He’d been in a rush after that latest announcement. It had been someone else that time. A voice that he recognized. It was the more…vocally…proficient one from earlier. Pits, he just wanted off this boat and to stick his head into a vat of oil.

*pli-ping*

Shocker’s spark fell at the light sound of the speaker’s chime. It seized up when he heard the voice that followed.

>>”If I may have your collection attention once more, we have arrived at Nebulos. Disembark with all due haste. Ah, additionally, your attendance is required at a demonstration. Anyone not present…Well, their loyalties will be called into question. All Hail Megatron.”<<

Stiffly. As if that smooth, melodic voice had wrapped itself around his limbs, Shocker robotically ambled toward the doors to the observation deck. No sense in staying even an astrosecond longer. Nope. Time to go. “C-Coming, Lookie?”

by **Ember** » Thu Oct 12, 2017 8:21 pm

Peaceful Tyranny – Bridge

Helex glanced over to the smaller form of Vos, a smile ghosting over his face before turning back to the viewscreen. The gunformer was getting slightly better with his pronunciation. It was a good thing Tarn was so patient, Helex thought.

“I’d like to think that this is Megatron’s vision imperfectly realized. A glimpse into what future may lay in store beyond the war. The ultimate reward for the loyal.”

Helex nodded in agreement. “It’ll come to pass. Without a doubt.” He said while rising. The lumbering smelter moved around his chair and faced Tarn.

“I think I’m gonna go and ensure our passengers make it off the ship...without incident.” The corner of his lips curled as he cracked the knuckles of his secondary set of hands. Helex then tossed a gaze over his shoulder and called out, “Vos! Care to join me?”

by **Insidious** » Tue Oct 17, 2017 10:12 am

The Peaceful Tyranny--Observation Deck

All the talk about having another drink was sounding mighty fine to Lookout, but when the series of announcements from the Justice Division came through over the ship's internal comm systems, he paused and intently listened to every word: one did not "overlook" anything when it came to dealing with these individuals.

The first transmission had prompted a quick review of all Lookout's repair logs. All completed and submitted and requested. The second transmission had prompted Lookout to neatly dispose of his energon container and make sure he had left no mess behind. Check and check.

“C-Coming, Lookie?” Shocker asked, his tone giving way to the same emotions Lookout was experiencing.

"Don't hafta ask me twice," he said, quickly turning and heading for the exit of the observation deck where Shocker was standing and, ultimately, the ship itself.

He didn't know what exactly the DJD's demonstration would entail, but it was going to be not good for someone. And he would take it all in, because the last thing that was going to happen here was having his loyalty questioned. No sirree bop.

News Credits: 1 · by **AFTRHR** » Wed Oct 18, 2017 1:01 am

The Peaceful Tyranny - Observation Deck

Ignition finished off his drink and skimmed through his logs. All clear on the motor maintenance. Whatever this announcement for a demonstration was, he didn't want to miss it. He doubted that anyone else would either.

He cleared up his drink and made sure everything was nice and tidy. He headed towards the door to join the remainder of the crew.

by **Foximus** » Sun Oct 22, 2017 8:28 pm

Tenebrous – Docks

From where they hid amidst a sea of cargo crates and supplies, Repugnus peered out as a new ship landed. This one was smaller. Just their size. Ducking back down into cover, the monstrous mantid prodded Grotesque and Doublecross. “Look alive, mechs. This might be our ticket off this Con infested rock,” he hissed quietly, going back to peer cautiously at the ship in question then to the sky.

The whole of Scorponok’s fleet hadn’t yet returned, so it was safe to assume that this ship wasn’t with them. Some independent ship then, stopping in for resupply and refueling maybe. Transport? Cargo? It was hard to tell from this distance. It was a frigate but that didn’t tell him too much about it. Well, they couldn’t get their hopes up too much until the crew disembarked.