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LV-117 - Future Imperfect

The noose around Fortress Maximus' neck tightens. Will the Decepticon 2nd fleet led by mighty Scorponok finally subjugate their old nemesis? And if they do, what will be the fate of the Autobot resistance?

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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Cravex » Mon Nov 12, 2018 1:57 pm

Motto: ""I am my business""
Weapon: Crossbow
Surface – Inside the Chaosteros

He’d been through worse. That’s what Lockdown kept telling himself as he carved through the inside of the creature, seeking the one mech that would replenish his ship’s stores and fund future endeavors.

Of course, he had to get there first.

With every slice and ripping of flesh inside, he heard several impacts outside. The fact this wasn’t the bets approach had occurred to him multiple times, as did the fact no matter how much Jhiaxus had augmented the creature, it wouldn’t survive for much longer. What had started as a complicated mission was now a race to get to the scientist first.

Then the final blow was struck.

It was more of a shudder and deafened roar, but it was followed with the creature’s collapse that slammed Lockdown into one organic side as the other collapsed on top of him, all but burying him in the creature’s insides.

This can’t be happening, was all Lockdown could think as he tried to remain calm and not start thrashing around. Yet.

Out of all of his jobs, this had to be the worst one. Worse yet, if the creature fell, that meant Jhiaxus was one step closer to being captured by Scorponok. Not and ideal ending in the slightest.

I should’ve gone into the laboratory. Maybe it’s not too late?

Not that he was giving up on his primary goal. There was always a possibility Jhiaxus had eluded Scorponok and his fleet. Significantly small, but still a possibility.

With his choice made clear, he started his chainsaw once more and continued carving his way out of this creature, staying on his previous path in the hope there was something inside he could use at the very least.

He hated to admit it, but this was going to be an embarrassment for him for a long time. Maybe the Autobots would be interested in his services? They’d probably refuel his ship, at least.

Some mechs were too soft for their own good, but if he could use that, so be it. First, getting out of his organic prison. Each cut and tear with his hook only infuriated him more.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Insidious » Wed Nov 21, 2018 4:31 pm

Motto: "Clarity of thought before rashness of action."
Weapon: Oxidating Laser
LV-117--Surface

Unsurprisingly, Scorponok dropped what remained of Jhiaxus on the ground. In his rambling state, there was no foe to be conquered. He had been defeated by his own madness. And yet, even in the aftermath of his descent, there was much they could glean regarding the super-weapons of the future.

It was no secret that in the circles of the Decepticon High Command structure that those in power had long sought to recreate Jhiaxus' combiner creation process. If nothing else, they had achieved exactly that. Even so, there was no telling what kind of scientific treasure trove the Decepticon empire now had access to. Another world to garrison. Another rung on the ladder to victory.

”Call off the attack Cyclonus and declare this planet a Decepticon domain. And do tell Fortress Maximus to stand down. We agreed to spare the Autobots’ lives were they to assist us but I do not recall us agreeing in anything else.”

>>"Decepticons.....victory! LV-117 is now under the dominion of Megatron and his Decepticon empire, long may it reign,<< Cyclonus broadcast throughout the central fleet link.

With formalities, addressed, Cyclonus opened up a new communications link--this one directly with Fortress Maximus.
___

>>”Reflector. The battle is over. Prepare a slow cell with life support. One prisoner. And while you are at it, send an evac team to surface. We have too many wounded down here.”<<

Jhiaxus was to be spared death, hm? Interesting. Warrior's ways, he supposed. Nevertheless, he prepared the slow cell as requested and then brought up a grid displaying one of the Semper Tyrannis' secondary hangars. He highlighted two smaller shuttles and began assigning the necessary members of the evacuation team to each. The pilots could already be seen rushing to their cockpits.

>>"Resource reclamation team is en route, my lord. It will be aboard the first shuttle to arrive."<<
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Not long after the beast had fallen and the combiners began disassembling, shouts of Decepticon victory and war cries began to fill the air. Maximus sighed. More bloodlust satisfied. Whatever had ultimately happened down there, Scorponok had clearly got what he wanted. Hopefully, in some fashion, Maximus would also.

A transmission link came through, but not one he had been expecting: Cyclonus. He activated the receiver reluctantly. Once he did, the signal then opened itself up to every other Autobot who had access to Fortress Maximus.

>>"Fortress Maximus...you have fought well and honored your agreement with Lord Scorponok. As such, you can take satisfaction in knowing that the lives of you and your team will continue to be yours, for the time being. Given that we are in an ongoing state of war, I would take a moment to give thanks for the extreme generosity that our mighty commander is displaying. You are to stand down and standby for further directives. Cyclonus out."<<

For the moment, Maximus stood still, his weapons systems slowly depowering. As Cyclonus had said, he and the others had their lives. But what else? He would need to play the situation delicately to find out.

"Well, I suppose there's nothing for me to do up here. I guess I'll start heading down...."
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby ctrlFrequency » Thu Nov 22, 2018 10:36 pm

Motto: "Björnen tycker om vegetarian...?"
Weapon: Fusion Cannon
LV117: Mountainside

Bomb Burst looked at Nightbird when Bludgeon gave the order to apprehend Punch. She acknowledged him with a nod so slight all but the most observant would miss.

The assassin powered up his arm mounted lasers to be at the ready. "Punch, you will come with me to the Semper Tyrannus." He said in his usual straight-forward manner. It was never ask, only order, when it came to Bomb Burst.


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Nightbird greatly doubted this would go smoothly.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Insidious » Fri Nov 23, 2018 4:24 pm

Motto: "Clarity of thought before rashness of action."
Weapon: Oxidating Laser
LV-117 Surface

When Monstructor broke apart just as abruptly as he had come together and the Monstercons came crashing down, Icepick lay amongst the metallic mess looking up at the dark sky as the acidic rain continued to pelt his body while lightening crashed overhead. Was this the Pit? Was this the eternal torture that awaited him for being associated with the likes of the Decepticons?

In many ways, it seemed very much like that.

And in this moment he felt there was nothing else he could do except cry out in anguish and defeat.

And so that's what he did.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Cravex » Tue Nov 27, 2018 8:24 am

Motto: ""I am my business""
Weapon: Crossbow
LV-117 Surface

Slog had landed in much the same position he held while joined with his fellow Monstercons — in the middle.

Flashes of remembered pain and torment at having their wills torn from them lingered in his processor, mingling and joining with his own before separating and fading. But they didn’t fade entirely; that was their curse. It was the price of power to be wielded by others they had to pay.

There was no context he could put the lingering and lasting sensations in that made sense, that served a purpose for them. There was no beauty resulting from their actions, no deeper meaning to what could be made from the aftermath, at least from what he could see.

In time that would change. It had to, otherwise, he had little doubt he’d lose his sense of purpose.

My team. I must be strong for my team. The thought started as a small spark and slowly took on a consciousness of its own. Though it was disconcerting in how it quickly came to dominate his thoughts, he realized it was his. He’d fought against the strains of leading this group, expecting a better mech to step forward, and perhaps, in a way one did.

“From the ravages of war, rises a different sort,” he muttered, more to himself than anyone else.

With his servos groaning, he forced himself to a sitting position, and then a knee.

Physically, he was fine, just needing some time for his systems to reacclimate to being in his true form. Mentally and emotionally, well, that was his burden, and one he couldn’t share with his team.

When he felt as ready as he would ever be, he pushed himself to his feet. Unsteady, he focused on maintaining his equilibrium as it wouldn’t help him or the others if he toppled over. If anything, it’d give him one more misery to commiserate with the others on.

No, I’ve got to do this.

Grunting, he straightened to his full height with barely a wobble. Knowing this was the best he could expect for the time being, he opened a private channel to his team.

>>Monstercons, the battle is over, but our war continues. Don’t let Scorponok or the others see our current weakness, or they will seek to exploit it as well.<<
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Insidious » Sat Dec 01, 2018 3:09 pm

Motto: "Clarity of thought before rashness of action."
Weapon: Oxidating Laser
LV-117 Surface

Several shuttles broke their way through the stormy clouds overhead, their searchlights and other equipment scanning for suitable places to land. One such shuttle was heading directly for Scorponok's position.

As teams began to emerge from each of the landing shuttles, Cyclonus focused in on the one bearing the slow cell that Scorponok had requested. He motioned toward the fallen mech that lay not far from their mighty commander's feet.

"All victories come at a price," Cyclonus said, mostly to himself but also knowing that he was not out of Scorponok's audio range. "You know him best, of course, but I believe Megatron will take this for the victory that it was. If so, we would appear to be much closer to the final victory than perhaps the empire has ever been."

Though his words were laced with some degree of certainty, there was unmistakable reticence and curiosity towards his commander's overall assessment of how this mission had proceeded. The 2nd Fleet war, for all intents and purposes, had come to its end. What would their task now be?
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Cryhavok » Sun Dec 02, 2018 2:46 pm

Motto: ""It is all about pain.""
Weapon: Fusion-Powered Anti-Gravity Gun
At the base of Jhiaxus' Mountain


Hun-Gurrr stared at the corpse of the cybernetically enhanced chaosteros before him. While still mostly intact, it had parts of it torn asunder by forces beyond the capabilities of any individual Decepticon present save for perhaps lord Scorponok himself. But the damage he surveyed was done by enormous hands. Not by their Commander’s claws. Their hands. By the might of the Terrorcons combined into… something else.

He could recall their frantic race to assault the chaosteros as a pack of killers. Then the signal. Compelling, irresistable. Forced to follow the calling, a transformation had began. It was not entirely unfamiliar feeling. Scorponok had tried to make them combine before and… perhaps they had done so. There was something primal about it, something perhaps older than he believed himself or the other Terrorcons to even be. Those unsalvageable memories were nothing but an echo of a past life he had no recollection of. Possibly results of the information creep, or results of memory altering. Who could possibly know anymore?

Nonetheless, for a moment he had sensed the thoughts of the other Terrorcons as their central nervous systems linked through his, before everything had gone dark. Unquestionable loyalty of Blot and a need to feel accepted. Sinnertwin’s restlessness and thirst to seek out his next thrill. Rippersnapper’s vengeful, bitter hatred and deep seated feeling of inferiority. Cutthroat’s unquenchable lust for destruction, even his. And in all them he sensed hunger so familiar. His hunger. Not theirs. His. It had made sense. When he had first met these bots, none of them had been a ravenous monster in the sense they were today. The question really was – what had made them so? Their earlier attempts of unsuccessful combining? Perhaps that was something he should take to Scorponok. Pondering about it certainly wasn’t going to take him anywhere.

Regardless, whatever they had done as a combiner, Hun-Grrr had no memory of. The calling, the combination and then nothing until they had been separated by Scorponok’s signal. It was hardly what he had expected out of the process. His will should have dominated the others, yet they had apparently become one, just like the Monstercons.

He needed to see what they had become. There had to recordings. Scorponok was too much of a scientist to not to make notes.

As for the Chaosteros before him, he felt no urge to stay and feed on the disgusting organic mess their combined form had left behind.

No. They had done what they came here to do. Already shuttles were landing everywhere across the battlefield. It was time to go.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Cryhavok » Thu Dec 06, 2018 3:29 pm

Motto: ""It is all about pain.""
Weapon: Fusion-Powered Anti-Gravity Gun
LV-117 - Surface


As the Horrorcons dragged Jhiaxus away towards the recently arrived slow cell, Scorponok stared the ancient madmech with disdain clearly visible on his face. All around his peripheral vision he could observe a number of Decepticon evacuation units attending the wounded. Too many of them. Way too many. One person should not have been able to cause this much damage. After all, Jhiaxus was no titan but the monster of his had nearly been equivalent of one.

"All victories come at a price," Cyclonus said, mostly to himself but also knowing that he was not out of Scorponok's audio range. "You know him best, of course, but I believe Megatron will take this for the victory that it was. If so, we would appear to be much closer to the final victory than perhaps the empire has ever been."

”To Megatron a victory is a victory.” Scorponok spoke out in response to his lieutenant’s musings. ”And despite of our challenges, we did strike a major blow against the Autobots. Perhaps a decisive one.” The mighty Decepticon warlord added, keeping silent about the disappointment he felt from his own inability of preventing Jhiaxus’ betrayal from happening in the first place.

”Our forces deserve a celebration Cyclonus. A brief respite from the seemingly endless madness of this war. Finally we have the energon and resources to recover our strength. Let us not waste the opportunity. Even if the pause will be a short one,” he continued, his optics once again focusing on the mountain before them. Banzai-Tron had not yet replied back after all which irked the fleet Commander greatly. DSS or no, Banzai-Tron answered to him. And there were potential treasures to be recovered, starting from Jhiaxus’ cyberforming machine.

Stomaching his displeasure for a time being, Scorponok finally turned to face Cyclonus, ”Arrange it. Let our forces bask in the glory of victory for one night. Then we move on. I need to meet with Megatron and both Nebulos and this wretched planet need attention as our newest colonies.”
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby AFTRHR » Fri Dec 07, 2018 11:56 pm

Weapon: Railgun
[LV-117 Mountainside]

Skyfall couldn’t help but watch in shock and awe as everything started coming down. The two massive combiners had certainly dished out the bulk of the damage. And with one final decisive blow, the Chaosteros had found itself collapsing under its own weight, regurgitating some of its inner contents, including one shiny pod of some sort.

Wheelie wrote:"Are we going to live after this, Skyfall?"

“I don’t know,” he said, voice on the verge of breaking, “But at least it’s over now.”

He couldn’t believe his optics. With everything having happened so fast… from Garrus to now, it felt sickening and horrible to think about. He needed some closure. But he wasn’t going to be getting that. No, it was the ones that the mad scientist had affected the most that were going to receive their closure.

From the mountainside, he could only watch with a pang of exhaustion inside as Scorponok started to crush Jhiaxus, far below.

:BOT::CON:

[LV-117 Surface]

Wildfly was bombed. Mentally, for the most part, but it felt like his body had been beaten up beyond repair. He was lying on the floor, and tilted his head sideways to get a view of his fellow brothers. “Hah,” he chuckled weakly, with dim optics. What a cycle.

With what remaining strength he had in him, he crawled over to Icepick and collapsed beside him in exhaustion. Acid rain pelted his wings, but he was getting used to it. When Icepick cried out, Wildfly sighed deeply.

Hah.

Slog had gotten up on his feet, but Wildfly couldn’t do that, partly out of a lack of energy and partly out of laziness. He was more comfortable lying on the ground.

But his words were right. They couldn’t be seen like this.

He grabbed onto a nearby tree and hoisted himself up. His wings were folded down behind him. He turned to meet Slog in the optics. >>”Aye, Slog.”<<

:CON::BOT:

[LV-117 Mountainside]

Bomb Burst wrote:"Punch, you will come with me to the Semper Tyrannus."

Slag. He hadn’t spotted the Decepticons standing nearby. He thought that only the Autobots were on the mountainside.

Luckily for him, they didn’t know he was Counterpunch.

Remembering that the Autobots were under an agreement with the Decepticon fleet, he shuffled his memory banks to think of various ways he could finesse his way out of a mess like this. An idea sparked in his mind, so it was decided that he would play along.

With a bit of (fake) reluctance in his voice, he lowered his gun and turned his head towards Bomb Burst. “I… well, I guess I have no choice.”

Skyfall, who was standing nearby, raised an eyebrow at Punch. Are you serious? But Punch had seen his face, and returned him with a gaze of his own that spelled It’s okay.

Punch slung his weapon back to its resting place, and put his hands up to his shoulders in surrender. One of the shuttles descended from the sky to the mountainside, the side hatch opening up to let the Autobots enter.

The spy walked in, as did engineer. Back to the cells now.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Smokescreen85 » Sun Dec 09, 2018 11:51 am

Motto: ""A look can be deceiving; a touch can be lethal.""
Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
At the base of Jhiaxus’ Mountain

Rippersnapper’s optics flickered to life as he awoke from the weirdest slumber he had ever experienced. The former actor had remembered being forced to transform into something other than either his robot or shark modes. It was a limb, an enormous arm that would become part of a larger creature. But that was all he could remember. There were flashes of tearing into an even larger monstrosity, but not enough to get a full picture of what had transpired.

The terrorist got up to his feet, standing in robot mode near his master, Hun-Grrr. The Terrorcon Commander was staring at the cybernetically enhanced chaosteros that lay dead before them. That was apparently the creature from Rippersnapper’s dreams, the one he vaguely remembers ripping into. Those memories seemed more and more distant as the astroseconds ticked by. Soon, they would be gone entirely and the shark-former would be left with nothing of what had occurred here at the base of this mountain.

It was probably for the best as this whole experience had been a bit traumatic even for a Terrorcon. The strange sensation of combining with his fellow teammates had left a bad taste in his mouth, but it would soon fade. Ripper was a Terrorcon, after all. He would endure this as he has endured countless other things that were less than desirable to experience.

Rippersnapper then noticed that numerous ships were beginning to land all over the war-torn battlefield. It was over and everyone appeared to be preparing to leave. Hun-Grrr was no exception. The former actor quickly transformed into his land shark alt mode and followed behind his master.

Ripper glanced over at the chaosteros, the mass of metal and organic parts were an abomination to behold. Normally, the shark monster would devour an enemy once it was beaten, but this thing was just too gross to allow his taste sensors to touch. "What a disgusting creature Jhiaxus made," Rippersnapper commented to no one in particular. He then caught up to his leader, falling in beside the two-headed razorbeast. "Commander Hun-Grrr, I was wondering, do you have any memory of when we were combined? I had flashes a moment ago, but those are fading and almost gone. I was just curious, master."
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby ctrlFrequency » Sun Dec 09, 2018 4:39 pm

Motto: "Björnen tycker om vegetarian...?"
Weapon: Fusion Cannon
LV117: Mountainside

"Your weapons, Punch." Bomb Burst said as Punch entered the shuttle.

--

Nightbird looked over as Bugly transformed and landed at the mouth of the cavern. He was followed shortly by Iguanus. Her optics trailed back over to Bomb Burst as the other two moved in to join them. "Gangs' all here, it looks..." She muttered with a hint of laughter in her voice.

---

"Nightbird, go to Master Bludgeon." Bomb Burst ordered.

--

Nightbird set her shoulders at Bomb Burst's order. "Commander, it might be better if I stay." She said.

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"No. Go." Bomb Burst replied.

--

"Commander...."

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Bugly started laughing at the exchange. "Commander..." He said barely containing his laughter. Nightbird shot him a look that could kill, sending Bugly into a smirk. "Just weird hearing him called Commander." He said.

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"It's hard to picture, isn't it?" Iguanus chimed in. "I'd have obeyed that order, little spy." He said teasingly. "Any chance to get away from Bomb Burst. Why would you even want to be around him? He's arrogant, unbearable, he orders everyone around... Such a huge ego...and he thinks we're no more than his next fuel up..."

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Nightbird's optics drifted over to Iguanus now. "But at least he isn't a narcissist..." She said locking her optics on his.

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"Oh ouch!" Bugly broke down laughing at Nightbird's shot at Iguanus. "She... Is a keeper. Sharper than Iguanus, that's for sure."

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Bomb Burst shook his cranium, starting in motion to follow Punch into the shuttle. "I really am trying to save you from dealing with these two glitches." He said flatly. "Stay if you wish."

--

Iguanus smirked a bit and followed Bomb Burst, Bugly right behind him.

Nightbird crossed her arms and watched as Bomb Burst's teammates passed by her to board the shuttle, then took to the rear of the group. Bomb Burst had mentioned in passing a few times the way the group worked, and it took a sharp tongue as well as sharp fighting skills to survive them. She was not looking for acceptance, but she sure as scrap wasn't going to show weakness towards them.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby ctrlFrequency » Sun Dec 09, 2018 4:56 pm

Motto: "Björnen tycker om vegetarian...?"
Weapon: Fusion Cannon
LV117: Base of the Mountain

Bludgeon silently watched as Scorponok sent Jhaxius off to the shuttle. Well, then it was time to deliver his news.

He strode over to Scorponok's position, standing slightly behind, knowing that Scorponok knew of his approach long before he arrived. "Lord Scorponok." He said to to the massive warlord. "On Garrus 9 I suspected there may have been a spy in our midst, it seems we have found him. Punch had infiltrated our ranks. However, we have taken him into custody and is being escorted back to your ship."

With that information delivered, Bludgeon felt satisfied the day had come to satisfactory conclusion. He may not have been able to do the mission assigned to him, due to circumstances, but something had been accomplished.
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Skullgrin, Carnivac, and Snarler followed their Commander without a word, staying a few steps behind Bludgeon as he delivered his message.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Cravex » Tue Dec 11, 2018 11:03 pm

Motto: ""I am my business""
Weapon: Crossbow
At the base of Jhiaxus’ Mountain

Cutthroat stood among the other Terrorcons, reflecting on what had happened and whether he should be furious with Hun-Grrr or not.

The chaosteros they had intended to attack as a group was down, defeated and as little more than ruined organics and cybernetics.

They were responsible for this. He knew it. Somewhere deep inside, he knew it to be true.

If only he could remember.

He should, but he didn’t. Just as his energon lust should have been sated following his kill as one with the other Terrorcons. Yet it wasn’t. If anything, it had grown with his rage as the knowledge he had been used to do battle, and he hadn’t been allowed to enjoy it.

Feeling the rush of the hunt, the thrill of the kill were taken from them.

Taken from him.

His rage grew as a growl reverberated from his vocalizer and through his chest cavity. Stepping forward, he glared at Hun-Grrr. He knew their leader had been as powerless as he’d been to prevent what had happened, but that didn’t stop him from saying, “What now, Leader? What of our hunt, of our feast?”

~~~ :CON: ~~~


Wildfly wrote: >>”Aye, Slog.”<<


Slog nodded his appreciation to Wildfly, then turned his attention to the rest of his team, his brothers.

Yes, they were brothers now.

As if we weren’t before this?

He nearly chuckled, but he forced it down as this wasn’t the time. This was when the process of picking up the pieces took on a whole new meaning. Throughout his existence, he had dealt far more damage than he’d sustained. This time… this time he felt like he’d lost. Not just his own self once again, but the individuality of each of his Monstercons. His doubts over being able to hold them together through their future missions had compounded. If Scorponok had the ability to force them to merge, how often would he use that to save his other troops. Weren’t the Monstercons considered expendable by Scorponok and his officers? Weapons to be unleashed when the time was right; cannon fodder to be used until they were drained of every bit of their mental acuities?

That brought another thought to the surface of his processor, and he silently cursed his logic circuits for not giving him time to finish what he wished before pulling out another problem.

His brothers’ mental acuities weren’t important, it was their sanity he had to find a way to repair, to hold together. The rest was taken care of during their merging.

Oh yes, he’d felt each of his brothers briefly when they had joined, but it hadn’t lasted long before the command came from Scorponok. It had to be him, Slog decided. He wouldn’t allow another his moment of glory.

He didn’t want to accept their fate as it appeared in his processor, but he saw little point in ignoring it. If they worked as a brace for one another, would that provide the balance they needed? Or was it solely up to him?

Those were questions that only heightened his growing frustration as shuttles began arriving all around them. Soon, they would be repaired, refueled, and sent on another mission with Scorponok’s claw over their destinies.

The fates are not kind to those unable to carve their own path.

Shaking the thought away, Slog returned his attention to his brothers. Icepick’s cries had continued, and though he felt like doing the same, he couldn’t give into the desire.

Slowly, with halted steps as his servos and gears ground together and whined in protest, Slog made his way to each of his brothers. They were arrayed in a pattern that he hadn’t fully taken in before, and in many ways, they resembled an artistic design — something a beginner may do, but inventive, given their angles.

This marks the beginning of new works of art, I take it. A pity I’m wasn’t so hands-on this time. That time he chuckled, and his optics buzzed and static flashed across them as readouts appeared, informing him of energon being rerouted to bypass damaged conduits.

Art comes at a price.

It pained him that Wildfly had been the only one able to stand, but it was something he understood more than he cared to. He couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to Umbra. He was surprised at how much her welfare concerned him, and he hoped she had survived the battle.

Without much to do but wait, he checked what vitals he could of those still down, and sent to the team’s communication, >>You have all done well. Soon, we shall recharge and oil our wounds.<<

He didn’t see a reason to say more, especially since he didn’t know what else he could say. It would have to be enough.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Cravex » Wed Dec 12, 2018 11:21 am

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Surface – Exiting the Chaosteros

Lockdown’s chainsaw howled as it widened the opening he had used to enter the chaosteros. His mood had darkened as he felt more than heard the arrival of shuttles and the cheers of the Decepticons.

He wasn’t in the habit of losing a bounty. Such things weren’t good for his reputation. There was always the possibility that Scorponok would refuel his ship, but beyond that…

He grunted as he pulled himself out of the opening and looked around. The calvary arrived, just as he suspected. He looked back toward the caves where he had encountered Fortress Maximus. There was always the possibility of finding something in Jhiaxus’ laboratory, but would he be allowed to leave with anything?

As much faith he had in The Death’s Head, he knew he could be blown out of the sky in seconds if Scorponok wished. Still, the temptation remained. Maybe afterwards, he thought, shifting his plan to better accommodate his goals.

With a quick motion, he walked along the side of the chaosteros before stepping off and landing with a solid thud near the other Decepticons. He recognized the Terrorcons and Monstercons, among the various Seekers and odds and ends Scorponok had brought with him. None of them were important to him at the moment.

As he walked passed them, he could feel their optics studying him. Maybe a few felt even more disturbed by his appearance as he was coated in the organic fluids and flesh from the creature. The thought made him smile, but instead of joy, it radiated menace.

He nodded at Cyclonus out of respect for the lieutenant’s abilities as he approached the warlord. By the time he reached him, the smile had faded. “Lord Scorponok, congratulations on the successful completion of your objective. May I ask the honor of sharing some spoils in payment for my limited services?” he said as he bowed his head in an almost imperceptible motion.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Insidious » Sat Dec 15, 2018 3:08 pm

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LV-117 Surface

>>Monstercons, the battle is over, but our war continues. Don’t let Scorponok or the others see our current weakness, or they will seek to exploit it as well.<<

What would Scorponok think? Primus forbid! What would Scorponok think if he saw Icepick and other Monstercons strewn about like so much battlefield chaff?!

Icepick was too battle weary to care. His spark ached. Like it was going to collapse on itself at any moment. Or fall into the maw of Monstructor, hiding inside each of them like a private plague that would never see a cure.

Wildfly had laid beside him for a few moments, seemingly sharing in each other's despair--the team's despair--before Slog's words appeared to motivate him to at least attempt to get back to his feet, a feat he completed with at least some marginal degree of success. Icepick was, for the moment, not so fortunate. That feeling in his spark felt like it was permeating his entire body. He didn't want to move. He just wanted to collapse in on himself like the smallest of black holes and let this hellish existence come to its deserved end.

>>You have all done well. Soon, we shall recharge and oil our wounds.<<

It was Slog. Again. His voice sounded a million meters away, but it was recognizable nonetheless.

"We trade one prison for another," Icepick choked out, his voice anguished as he looked up at the stormclouds overhead, still pelting them with whatever bastardization of precipitation that Jhiaxus had created due to his machinations on this world. Icepick slowly pushed himself up. "I want none of it."

He sighed and stalked off towards one of the arriving transport shuttles.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby MasterSoundBlaster » Sun Dec 16, 2018 6:32 pm

Motto: "You can run,you'll just die trying"
Weapon: Fusion Cannon
LV-117 - Surface

“He’s actually working for me.” Banzai-Tron interjected between Scorponok and his long time rival, Bludgeon, answering the electric warrior’s immediate conclusion. “His part in this operation has been orchestrated by me and I would ask those under your command to refrain from interfering in his tasks. The DSS is already handling the situation.”

Looking back up to the regional commander, Banzai-Tron simply nodded to Scorponok with his orders. “It will be done, m’lord.” The crystalocution master then gathered a small team of surviving seekers and vehicons and began to head towards Jhiaxus’ stronghold.

Snapdragon hoisted the bane of this entire campaign over his shoulder, holding back the urge to kick him across the battlefield and back to the ship. No, Scorponok needed him alive... for now.

-

“So that’s it then.” Whirl commented after Scorponok’s message was received, his voice sounded defeated as his energy levels were beginning to plummet after having lost his arm, “We get a chance to stretch our wings and smash some faces in, and we’re back to being captives.” If he had a mouth, the blue wrecker would’ve sighed, instead his body language conveyed the feeling for him.

“Max’, what do you think’ll happen down there?” Brainstorm inquired following behind the former warden.

-

“Errrggh...” Blot grumbled, rising to his full height in his alternate monster mode. “Feel... funny...” His ogre-like mouth gurgled as organic fluids that came from the chaosterous dripped off his armor. “Feel stronger... Feel strong as Master now.”

-

This was it. Another victory. Snaptrap trudged through the water back to the shoreline after the megalodon had sunk into the waters below. The butcher of the bogs planted his sword in the muck as he watched the Decepticon war machine begin to pack up with Jhiaxus in Scorponok’s grasp.

Glancing over to the fortress Banzai-Tron was heading towards, Snaptrap commed his team.

>>”Seacons. If you aren’t injured, move in to join the raid on Jhiaxus’ fortress.”<<

With his line closed, Snaptrap grabbed his sword by the hilt and marched towards the fortress.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby ctrlFrequency » Mon Dec 17, 2018 2:31 pm

Motto: "Björnen tycker om vegetarian...?"
Weapon: Fusion Cannon
LV117: Base of the Mountain

MasterSoundBlaster wrote:“He’s actually working for me.” Banzai-Tron interjected between Scorponok and his long time rival, Bludgeon, answering the electric warrior’s immediate conclusion. “His part in this operation has been orchestrated by me and I would ask those under your command to refrain from interfering in his tasks. The DSS is already handling the situation.”


Bludgeon looked dead on into Banzai-tron's optics. Nothing showed but bored impartiality. "Request noted and declined." He simply said.

Bludgeon took orders from no one, however, in this case, Scorponok's orders would be the only he'd feel inclined to listen to. Until the warlord ordered it, he wasn't standing down Bomb Burst.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby AFTRHR » Thu Dec 20, 2018 11:20 am

Weapon: Railgun
[LV-117 Ocean]

The giant warmongering beast on land seemed to have gone down the same time as the aquatic monstrosity. Coincidence? I don’t think so. This was more than coincidence. This was, frankly put, the end of an era.

Tentakil emerged from the waters, readjusting his beast limbs around him. His optics confirmed everything for him. This was it.

Snaptrap wrote:>>”Seacons. If you aren’t injured, move in to join the raid on Jhiaxus’ fortress.”<<

>>”Roger that, Snaptrap. Headed there right now.”<< The demolitionist’s grip tightened around his rifles.

And yet with another page turned, a chapter ends. The book does not finish, however. There are still many, many more pages. New faces to be met, old faces to be relinquished.

This is not the last time we shall have such an encounter.


:CON::BOT:

[LV-117 Mountainside - Onboard Shuttle]

Bomb Burst wrote:"Your weapons, Punch."

This guy’s not going to let me off the hook, is he?

The spy noticed that there was some commotion going on behind him, with some of the ‘cons chattering about random banter with each other. Bomb Burst seemed pretty hellbent on pinning him down, but it looked like he would have to dig for some dirt on his own. Or, you know, pull a smooth getaway.

In all honesty, he didn’t feel like the first option too much right now, so Punch decided he’d pull the old switcheroo.

The shuttle had filled up for the most part with a few fellow Autobots and a bunch of Cons. Punch faked reaching back for his gun, trying to move around as much as he could in the cramped shuttle. Although the shuttle was starting to get airborne, the hatch hadn’t closed yet. That’s what I like..

Punch raised his optics to Bomb Burst, double barreled mortar in hand. “Here you go,” he said, slowly raising his arm. As the shuttle moved further up in altitude, Punch took a small step back. The wind swallowed him. He was going down, down, down, in a hell of acid rain, with gravity imbuing him with vertigo. It was going to be a long way down. But at least he wasn’t on the shuttle anymore.

ƁƦƛƇЄ ƳƠƲƦƧЄԼƑ, ƤƲƝƇӇ, came a distant voice.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby ctrlFrequency » Thu Dec 20, 2018 11:59 am

Motto: "Björnen tycker om vegetarian...?"
Weapon: Fusion Cannon
LV117: Evac Shuttle

As Punch jumped just after it looked like he was about to hand over his weapon, Bomb Burst frowned.

"Bolter." He announced before stepping backwards and falling out of the shuttle, in a mid-air flip, he was transforming into hoverjet mode.

---

"Ugh." Bugly said sounding underwhelmed by Punch trying to leave. He followed Bomb Burst, diving; rather than falling out in the overly showy fashion as Bomb Burst did. He transformed into his jet mode as well.

--

Without a word, Nightbird lept out of the shuttle, launching her grappling hook to Bomb Burst's undercarriage.

Bomb Burst stopped hovering once the grapple latched and he powered up his afterburners to follow down for Punch. Nightbird swung on the line, Bomb Burst able to fly much faster than Punch could fall; meaning she was able to swing into his path quickly.

"Hi!" She called out to Punch as she swung around him. "You didn't think that would work, did you?"

She reached out to grab him.

--

Iguanus stood in the shuttle and watched the three dive after their prey. "I'll stay here... Have fun." He said flatly. "Autobots... Always underestimating us..."
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby AFTRHR » Thu Dec 20, 2018 12:21 pm

Weapon: Railgun
[LV-117 - Air Above Mountainside]

And just like that, they’d started pouring out behind him. Slaggit. Didn’t help that he wasn’t a flyer either. Guess he’d have to deal with this the old fashioned way.

Meanwhile, back on the shuttle, Skyfall was looking down at the mess that Punch had landed himself into. Primus in a frag grenade, if he doesn’t die from the fall, they’re going to kill him! Feeling a mix of frustration and adrenaline pumping, Skyfall, too, engaged his thrusters, and flung himself out of the shuttle right before the hatch finished closing. His beaten up body ached as he transformed into his alt mode, but enduring the pain for the sake of another life was worth it.

As the Decepticons flew downward and surrounded him, Punch heard the same voice from before. ԼЄƬ MЄ ƬƛƘЄ ƠƔЄƦ ƑƦƠM ӇЄƦЄ, ƤƲƝƇӇ.

Punch felt confused. Loss of control. Mania. Who are you?!

Punch’s mouth twisted into a smirk under his faceplate. ƖƬ'Ƨ MЄ. Ɩ'ԼԼ ƬƛƘЄ ƇƛƦЄ ƠƑ ƬӇЄM. His head tilted towards one side, where he found Bomb Burst and Nightbird waiting for him. His optics were a warmer blue now.

Nightbird wrote:"Hi!" She called out to Punch as she swung around him. "You didn't think that would work, did you?"

Nightbird tried to grab onto him. Luckily, Punch still had his mortar in hand. With a sudden hummingbird-like reflex, he pointed the barrel right at her grabby arm. “Didn’t work, so what?”

He pulled the trigger, causing two simultaneous, explosive rounds to release.

Skyfall wished he was a bit faster right now. He wished he wasn’t injured. Primus fraggit, I wish I was in a better condition right now! Gravity was doing half the work for him when his thrusters couldn’t keep up with his commands. Despite everything, he somehow managed to catch up to Bugly, and transformed midair. He reached out, trying to grab onto one of his jet fins. “Leave him alone!”
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby ctrlFrequency » Thu Dec 20, 2018 1:37 pm

Motto: "Björnen tycker om vegetarian...?"
Weapon: Fusion Cannon
LV117: Mid Air

When Punch fired his mortars, Nightbird released her grappling hook, sending Bomb Burst, who was using extra power in his fans to compensate for her weight, to fly upwards, out of range of the shells.

As for herself, she tucked, attempting to avoid being hit. However, at that close range it was near impossible to avoid. The shells scrapped her arm, triggering their detonation. The concussion pushed her closer to Punch.

Ouch. That fragging hurt. A lot. The damage was pretty substantial, but not a deterrent for the Ninja.

---

AFTRHR wrote:“Leave him alone!”


Bugly heard Skyfall, but really didn't care to respond. Scrapped little Autobot should have stayed on the evac shuttle.

Hitting a bit of extra thrust, he avoided Skyfall grabbing his tailfin.

Banking back around, he opened fire on Skyfall with his wing mounted photon rifles.

---

Bomb Burst suddenly jerked up towards Bugly and Skyfall when Nightbird released her hook in him. However, he had complete faith in Nightbird, as she did in him not to let her splat on the planet's surface. So he had no worries about her.

He would have to catch her though. Before he did, he banked, opposite of Bugly, and taking a few shots at Skyfall, as he made a spiral decent to go under Nightbird.

---

As Bomb Burst flew under her, Nightbird landed on his topside with a thud. The force pushed her down, she steadied herself with her unharmed arm on Bomb Burst.

She jumped off Bomb Burst on the far side from Punch, just before she did, she launched the hook around Bomb Burst's fuselage to firmly wrap around him and swing her towards Punch, allowing herself, and the energon "rope" to swing under Punch. She released a sai into her hand as she did.

Frag, it was the arm that her free hand was that had gotten hit by Punch's shots. This was going to hurt... A lot.

Punch had quick reflexes, but the Decepticon's spy was a ninja in the classical sense of the concept. She was fast, almost too fast..mythical proportions fast... Only Bomb Burst was faster than she, and hers were faster reflexes than Punch. She began to use inertia to tangle Punch in her grapple line, and heading towards him to sink the sai into his armor to anchor the grapple, and herself, to him.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby AFTRHR » Thu Dec 20, 2018 2:20 pm

Weapon: Railgun
[LV-117 - Air Above Mountainside]

Skyfall was inches away from Bugly, until he missed. FRAG! True to his name, he fell through the air, arm frantically grasping for something, but catching nothing. He couldn’t afford the time he needed, so he pulled himself into jet mode as quickly as he possibly could. Any more damage and he would be grounded permanently. His priority right now was Punch - he would do what Nightbird had done with Bomb Burst, and carry Punch so he could fight.

“Punch! Grab on-” was all Skyfall could get out before Bugly had opened fire. Pulling perhaps the sharpest turn he had ever made in his life, the engineer narrowly dodged the fire. Anxiety. Fear. Rush. Skyfall couldn’t tell what he was feeling, but whatever it was, it was making him extremely uncomfortable and hasty. He boosted further down towards Punch.

Punch, falling through the air, did not waver as the madness happened. There was a newfound energy flowing through his body. His body was completely calm, no signs of panic as he descended downward. He only had a few moments before he would hit the ground. Bomb Burst was taking shots at Skyfall as well, and he knew exactly what he had to do. Raising his gun once again, he fired mortar shells right towards the shots the Decepticon had fired.

Fiery explosions would take place, sending Skyfall slightly off course from the shockwave. Though he was thrown off balance, he was safe. For now.

Skyfall wouldn’t take long to catch up to Punch. Being mere kliks away from the mountainside, Punch reached out and grabbed onto his fellow Autobot. Skyfall tried his hardest to raise his altitude as quickly as he could. But there was not enough time. Nightbird had latched onto Punch’s shoulder with her grappling hook. She was getting close, too. “Skyfall, vertical ascend, now!”

Just as Skyfall began to climb higher at a steep angle, Punch felt a blade in his arm. He didn’t wince. He rotated his skull to meet Nightbird optic-to-optic, with sheer coldness in his gaze. He revved his engines and spun his shoulder tire as fast and hard as he could. Nimble as Nightbird was, she was not durable. This was going to be Punch’s battle now.

His rapidly rotating tire created just enough friction to start burning through the grappling hook, loosening its grip on him. With his mortar hand, he elbowed Nightbird right between optics with nothing short of brute force, and a fierce kick to her lower torso. He pointed his mortar right up against her face. It was point-blank range. He’d hit everyone around at this rate.

And so he stopped holding onto Skyfall, with Nightbird right underneath him. With his now-free hand, he grabbed Nightbird by the neck joint. “You made a mistake,” he said, with a completely different voice to his usual. It was rough, dark and menacing.

As they descended through the air, he aimed his mortar upward, diagonally, without turning his head. He fired without removing his piercing gaze from Nightbird, in the direction of the two Decepticon flyers. “Just you and me now,” he said, tightening his grip hard around her neck. He brought his mortar back down and aimed it at her chest, right over her spark casing. Point-blank range. He’d hit everyone. Except now, everyone only consisted of himself and this femme.

It wasn’t Punch who pulled the trigger, but some other monster entirely.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby ctrlFrequency » Thu Dec 20, 2018 3:03 pm

Motto: "Björnen tycker om vegetarian...?"
Weapon: Fusion Cannon
LV117: Surface

A sudden cacophony of warning alarms went off in Bludgeon's audio receivers. Bomb Burst's armor was taking critical damage, from the acid rain.

His attention went to the skies as Punch, Bomb Burst, Bugly, Skyfall, and Nightbird engaged a mid air battle. A wave of satisfaction swept over him. His team had not lost their edge. Even Bomb Burst and Bugly could work together instead of bickering. And the graceful mid air dance that Nightird and Bomb Burst were engaged in was impressive. They worked very well together.

He said nothing, though. He was pleased in his team's abilty to perform, and he was not about to cave to Banzai-tron's demands, even at the expense of Bomb Burst (who he was certain would be fine despite the severe damage he was taking).
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby ctrlFrequency » Thu Dec 20, 2018 3:55 pm

Motto: "Björnen tycker om vegetarian...?"
Weapon: Fusion Cannon
LV117: Mid Air

Fiery explosions would take place, sending Skyfall slightly off course from the shockwave. Though he was thrown off balance, he was safe. For now.


Punch's shot, that momentarily rocked Skyfall off his course, also sent Bugly off balance, though Bomb Burst had been out of range quickly enough.

And as Skyfall moved to catch Punch, Bugly was recovering, giving chase as soon as he had his course corrected.

---

There was no flinch on Nightbird's optics as Punch locked his with hers. No fear as he began reving his engines to loosen the grapple line around him. Simply cold strengthand soft grunts as he elbowed, then kicked her. She may have had light armor, but she was used to taking hits.

And there was no fear as his gun pressed in her faceplate.

“You made a mistake,"
The words echoed a moment in Nightbird's audios.


Punch's words elicited a laugh from the Ninja. "I never make mistakes, Punch." She said.

And then Punch aimed at Bomb Burst and Bugly. She disengaged her grappling hook from Bomb Burst so he could get clear.

---

The already damaged Bomb Burst... Who Nightbird had gone to lengths to keep out of Punch's shot before, was hit by the shrapnel of one of the shells. It took out his already damaged fan, sending him spiralling towards the base of the mountain.

But Bomb Burst was hard to rattle, he transformed, hitting his thrusters in robot mode, he landed with a this, and considerably more damage, but still functional.

He was, though, out of the air now. At least until his fan was repaired.

---

Bugly also took a hit, but was able to minimize the impact by banking hard left, his armor absorbing a good part of the damage. He got his boosters to push him faster and catch up with Skyfall.

---

As Punch moved his gun barrel over her spark casing, Nightbird's expression did not change.

AFTRHR wrote:"Just you and me now,” Punch said


The cable for the grapple had retracted, now not in danger of tangling them. But now Punch had her by the neck. But without the grapple in use, she had a free hand as well.

Her other sai was quickly released and in her hand. She slammed it into his faceplate at full force.

The ground was fast approaching and she would need to be free of him to land and not be at a complete disadvantage. She let go of the sai she had jammed into him and pushed his shoulder, sending herself a bit to the side, and Punch the opposite way, just as he pulled the trigger, his gun no longer pressed against her.

"You underestimate me, Punch!" She yelled to him.
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Re: LV-117 - Future Imperfect

Postby Insidious » Sat Dec 22, 2018 5:43 pm

Motto: "Clarity of thought before rashness of action."
Weapon: Oxidating Laser
LV-117 Surface

“Max’, what do you think’ll happen down there?” Brainstorm had asked as they made their way down to where Scorponok appeared to be holding court, of a sort.

"Cyclonus sent word a few moments ago. I think...I think we'll keep our lives for the time being and hopefully keep our senses so that we can maneuver if given an opportunity."

He looked back at the other 'Bot as he continued descending and walking.

"I know it's only a glimmer of hope, but we have to hold on to it just as strongly as if Optimus were standing here beside us."
___

”Our forces deserve a celebration Cyclonus. A brief respite from the seemingly endless madness of this war. Finally we have the energon and resources to recover our strength. Let us not waste the opportunity. Even if the pause will be a short one,” Scorponok said, eliciting a nod of agreement from the elder Cybertronian.

”Arrange it. Let our forces bask in the glory of victory for one night. Then we move on. I need to meet with Megatron and both Nebulos and this wretched planet need attention as our newest colonies.”

"I will see it done," Cyclonus said with a bow, before leaping into the air, transforming, and rocketing off in the direction of the Semper Tyrannis.
___

One of Reflector's three components had come down aboard the reclamation shuttles and monitored the progress of the Decepticon forces as they ensured nothing of value went to waste and their fellow warriors were collected so that they could undergo medical treatment. As he did, he overheard an unfamiliar voice address Lord Scorponok, attracting his attention as well.

“Lord Scorponok, congratulations on the successful completion of your objective. May I ask the honor of sharing some spoils in payment for my limited services?”

"Payment? Mercenary garbage. That you stand before Lord Scorponok alive is your payment. And more than you deserve," Reflector harrumphed.
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