Australia – Uluru – Decepticon CrowdRunamuck fumbled with the paint can Runabout tossed to him, trying to catch the canister of bright fluorescent paint in the palm of his actuators without dropping it. Finally he had his grip around the can and opened up his storage compartment on his hip and placed his prankster ammunition away for later use once this situation was taken care of.
“Heh heh I can’t wait Runabout. Heh heh ‘DECEPTICONS RULE’ Heh heh.” The battlecharger mused as he continued to think up of possible graffiti-like messages he and Runabout could right over the hull of the shuttle.
Runamuck’s attention was drawn away from the antics he and Runabout were scheming up towards the sound of the Autobot-Decepticon combined force giving the order to roll out. Most took to their vehicle forms and began speeding off towards the Fallen’s location. Runamuck turned towards his fellow battlecharger and gave a gentle sway of the arms towards the departing group.
“Heh heh, Femmebots first!” He chuckled as he shifted to his Mustang alt mode in the blink of an optic.
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“I am not gonna stick around to see the end of this ‘debate’.” Blitzwing gruffed as he took a running start away from Octane’s position before leaping up into the air and shifting into his Jet mode. His boosters kicked in and he took off soaring into the Australian air space, meeting up with his fellow aerial Decepticons and not so fellow Autobot fliers. Seems the Autobot triple changers were taking part in the anvil air force as well, much to Octane’s dismay. He could worry about that later though, for now he needed to put his jet form’s speed and firepower together to form a cohesive air strike for the ground forces below.
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“Ehmmmm Wazzzpinator having very bad feeling about this…” The green and yellow wasp whined as he coordinated with the other aerial units taking part in Anvil force from above. He buzzed forward alongside some Jet vehicons who were playing catch-up with the rest of the squardron, an uneasy feeling growing stronger in his chassis. “Wazzzpinator can already tell he’s going to havvve a date with a CR Chamber when thizzz izzz all over ovvver…”
Before he could issue up another word, a bright light that emanated from the Fallen’s position came and struck the robotic wasp as he was flying closer to Ayers rock, shrouding him in a intense ball of light energy. Waspinator was not incinerated by the energy, much o his surprise, but the force of the attack had stopped his advancements and sent him soaring back in the opposite direction, as if he had been smacked by a mech the likes of Omega Supreme.
“WAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” He cried as he spun around helplessly in the air falling back towards the combined forces of the Autobots and Decepticons.
“Look out, everyone! INCOMING!!!"
That was all the Green and yellow mech heard before he was struck across the chassis with one of the four individual warheads the Autobot known as Bluestreak had fired at him to hopefully stop him momentum even further and prevent him from crashing into anyone. The rocket propelled Waspinator back into the air a little bit and pushed him further behind the line of advancing Cybertronians before coming to full blown stop in a crater his wasp mode made in the Earthen soil.
“Ugghhh…Zzzee? Bad thingzzz alwayzzz happen to meee…” The green and yellow mech bellowed from his newly formed crater as he shifted into his robot form, scorched from the rocket explosion and tattered from the crash landing. His chassis radiated excess light from the Fallen’s energy attack, but he was still functional. “Wazzzpinator gonna have headache in his whole body now…” He whined as he stumbled out from the crater, falling over his own footsteps.
Australia – Uluru – Autobot Crowd “Doesn’t seem natural does it? … Working next to the Cons I mean. What’s next, bathing in Scraplets?”
Getaway jerked his head around to find Chameleon had snuck up behind him. Typical Cham, always blending right into the crowd and appearing out of nowhere like that.
“Heh, I’ll say.” Getaway joked as he readied himself to transform into his alt mode. “Eons of civil war just to put it all aside to fight against a common foe. Who would’ve thought that it would take a myth to bring us all together again?” Getaway then somersaulted forward, transitioning into his Mustang alt mode. “C’mon Cham, better get those wheels running. Show’s about to start!”
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Jazz overlooked the crowd of Autobots who began to take on their alternate forms to travel out to Ayers rock. His signature smirk etched his face as he followed in the footsteps of his Autobot comrades and transformed into his Porsche alt mode, performing an earth-styled break dance in the process. His legs kicked up into the air while he balanced himself on the palms of his actuators. As his lower half swung overhead, the rear end of his car mode began to take shape and brought towards the Earth while his upper half shortly followed after.
“Well let’s not keep this shin-dig on hold any longer! You heard Magnus, lets mobilize!” Jazz exclaimed to his fellow Autobots as his tires kicked up a large amount of dust and he went speeding off behind Magnus’ trailer. The white sports car had no trouble catching up to the rest of the group, able to pull right up next to Ultra Magnus and maintain his speeding. As he drove alongside the Autobot commander, Jazz switched on his onboard radio and internally played earth music he got from Blaster a while back. The loud thumping of a heavy bass line began blasting from his speakers as he and the Autobots pressed forward towards Ayers Rock.
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I'm gonna fight 'em off, A seven nation army couldn't hold me back…”<<
“Oh this is just too perfect.”
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Finally, this was the moment of action. Railway hoisted his hammer onto his back, the large melee weapon collapsing on itself as it went into storage mode. The train-former followed alfter the actions of his fellow Autobots and shifted into his locomotive engine mode. It took him a little longer to get his engine’s running, mostly due to the sand and gravel not wanting to cooperate with his train engine’s wheels, but soon he was following behind the mass force of Cybertronian warriors.
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“We should probably hang back away from the main attack group, at least until we can spot Hex on his own.” Chromedome suggested as he tucked the syringes away in a storage compartment along his waistline. “You’ll likely recognize him far before I do amongst the crowd so why don’t you take the lead and I’ll cover ya.” The mnemosurgeon then dropped to the ground as he transformed into his Cybertronian sports car mode, his dual laser pistols extending out of opened panels running along the back of his alt mode.
“Ready when you are.”
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“Alright everyone! The Fallen’s taken his first crack at us,” Springer roared over the crowd of aerial units, “Now let’s show him we aren’t made of sheet metal!” The pressed forward on this thrusters, propelling his momentum forward towards the Fallen and his heralds below as he readied his weapon systems. Once his onboard gun was loaded, he began open firing on the 5 mechs standing atop of Ayers Rock, peppering the group with intense laser rifle.
“WRECK AND RULE!!!”