by Ramplate » Thu Oct 20, 2011 4:39 pm
- Motto: "I am no God, nor a force of good to bring peace into their world. I am at best, a sword to separate those who will from those who won't."
- Weapon: Shrapnel Rifle
Magnitogorsk Ironworks
Ramplate grinned as Astrotrain and Baneblade spoke, servos clenching and unclenching in preparation as the tank strode towards the open door. "About time. Can't let Blitzwing have all the fun..." he said, setting one hand against the frame of the hatchway. As the countdown wound its way down, his ice-blue optics gazed down at the ironworks, trying to pick out a proper target for when he hit the ground.
Once Astrotrain hit zero, Ramplate leaped out into the open sky, falling like a brick as he transformed in midair, his anti-gravity thrusters flaring to slow his descent to something other than meteoric. Once he touched down, he shifted the rest of the way to resemble a blockier human tank, similar to the old German Panzers that he'd seen when looking through alt-modes, treads replacing the mech's thrusters before revving his motor, rail-cannon and laser blisters aimed straight ahead of him.
'Time to tear this place up a bit,' he thought, aiming at the wall of a storage warehouse, the muzzle of his weapon letting out a Whuff of displaced air as shrapnel struck with enough force to tear a good sized chunk of the wall down. Two more such ejections had opened it up enough that he could roll inside if he chose, but waited for the dust to settle. Unfortunately, he hadn't picked the right building. 'Damn, nothing but worker supplies,' he noted, before swivelling his turret around. 'Let's try... that one!'
Another series of blasts took down a loading bay door, and Ramplate crunched the remains down with his bulk before shining his spotlights on its contents. 'Jackpot!'
>>Ramplate to Baneblade, shipment storage located, proceeding with mission. Looks like we hit them before delivery day!<< he commed to the strategist. >>I'm not seeing any night-time security here, either Blitzwing's drawn them off, or it's not obvious surveillance. Recommend we stay in alt-modes until it's located and deactivated. Unless you REALLY want us to level the place, then I don't think it'll matter...<<
TANG! TANG!
The sensation of metal filings pinging off his hull drew the mech's attention to a pair of humans on a gantry. >>Oops! Spoke too soon! Engaging targets!<< he said, letting loose a burst of light from each of his sub-turrets, the coherent light stuttering across space to superheat the guards' bodies, practically making them explode. >>Ugh... messy things... Mind your treads down here, don't want to get guck in your innards,<< he said, before the shouts of yet more guards were detected.
'Alright flesh-bags, time to find out which of you makes the loudest squish noise,' he thought, leveling his cannon on the approaching figures...