by Smokescreen85 » Fri Apr 09, 2010 10:16 am
- Motto: ""A look can be deceiving; a touch can be lethal.""
- Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
Sector 4
Snarl seemed to have struck a nerve receptor with the Dinobot Commander. He seldom saw Grimlock become frustrated with anything or anyone, even in battle. Of course, that was mainly because the Dinobots won most battles. Dissension among the ranks was something new to Grimlock, something he never had to deal with before. Most wouldn’t dare question his authority, but Snarl wasn’t most mechs.
The Desert Warrior stared back directly into his leader’s optics. “Let’s get a few things perfectly clear, Grimlock,” Snarl began, keeping his stare locked onto Grimlock’s faceplate. “First, I’m not leader type. Never was, never will be. You know it, I know it! I’m perfectly happy with being warrior bashing in Decepticon craniums. Second, I don’t think you stupid, Grimlock. I think you reckless at times. You allow personal vendettas to get in way against better judgment. But, you not dumb. Lastly, and this one most important to remember, I’m NOT afraid of anything or any mech, and I not afraid to get hurt! I just rather get hurt by ‘cons and not own leader like before. And you know full well I like fighting more than anything and am most happy in heat of battle.”
Snarl took a small step back and held his sword at the ready. “So you lead, Grimlock, and I fight as always.” The Desert Warrior was careful to say “fight” and not “follow”. While he planned to stay with the Dinobots for the time being, he did not plan to just blindly follow Grimlock off a cliff just because he said so.
Sector 3
Razorclaw and Divebomb entered Sector 3 and quickly followed the path of destruction left by Tantrum on his way to the Dinobots’ location. The Predacon Commander propelled himself forward on all four limbs of his beast mode, fueled by the desire to engage the Dinobots, especially Grimlock, in battle once again. The last fight back on Earth had been cut short before he could properly extinguish Grimlock’s spark for good. This time would be different. This time the Dinobot Commander would not live to fight another day.
Razorclaw quickly caught up with Tantrum and ran up alonside the mechanical bull. “Now be sure to smash those Dino-dolts the way you’re smashing up the surrounding sector,” the metal lion said in a half joking, half serious tone. He knew that Tantrum wasn’t the brightest of his group, but his usefulness lay more in his destructive capabilities. Razorclaw then opened an encrypted comm link to all of the Predacons:
>>”Predacons, listen up! When you reach the Dinobots, surround them first and then attack at will. I want their escape routes cut off! Show them no mercy!”<<
Once he closed the comm line, Razorclaw pulled ahead of Tantrum and bound into Sector 4.