by Smokescreen85 » Mon Sep 13, 2010 8:05 pm
- Motto: ""A look can be deceiving; a touch can be lethal.""
- Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
Shockwave's Tower - Main Laboratory
Razorclaw listened carefully to everything that Shockwave had to say regarding the change in the mission objective. Apparently, things hadn't gone quite according to plan, and thus the cycloptic mech had to make some necessary alterations. That was fine with the Predacon Commander. In the end, all that was important was further strengthening the Decepticon Empire and maintaining, with the goal of ultimately expanding, their presence on Cybertron.
The one-eyed scientist laid out two missions that would be conducted simultaneously, one of which involved the Predacons traveling to Kaon to help salvage special cyber-forming equipment the Constructicons had built long ago. "Understood, my lord," Razorclaw responded to Shockwave. "I will assemble my team without delay." The Predacon Commander gave a respectful bow and then quickly left the main laboratory.
As Razorclaw made his way through the corridors of the tower, he opened a comm line to his team:
>>"Predacons, this is Razorclaw. We have a new mission. Finish what you are doing immediately and gather at the tower's main entrance. You will be briefed once everyone is assembled."<<
Razorclaw then shut off his comm link and made his way to the main entrance of the tower.
Outskirts of Polyhex
Divebomb had failed to complete his mission. Razorclaw had sent him, accompanied by Blackwind, to follow the Dinobots back to their base and gather what information he could. Unfortunately, Divebomb had suffered some damage to his right wing during his fight with Swoop. At first, the aerial Predacon paid it no mind and simply went slow, flying low to the ground while using the surrounding buildings as cover and as a place to rest his wing. However, as the mission wore on, Divebomb's wing continued to falter until he could no longer fly at all and was forced to transform and land. At that point, he had no other option but to start hiking it back to base on foot where he would finally get the needed repairs and also most likely face his commander's wrath.
Base Perimeter
As Shockwave's tower loomed directly ahead, Divebomb caught sight of two mechs working on one of the nearby autocannons. He carefully approached them and saw that it was Rampage and Headstrong. Great. Just what I need, Divebomb thought to himself, not really wanting to deal with his teammates right at the moment. He could barely stand most of them, especially these two. Maybe, if I just keep walking, they won't notice me.
"Hey, Divebomb!" Rampage suddenly shouted as he finished working on the autocannon. "Where you been, huh? Haven't seen you in several cycles. You off making another stupid nest while the rest of us working?" The comment elicited laughter from both Rampage and Headstrong.
Divebomb stopped in his tracks and faced his dimwitted comrades. "No, I wasn't making another nest, Rampage. I was on a scouting mission with Blackwind."
"Oh, okay. So why are you walking back on foot instead of flying?" Rampage inquired. "Doesn't that take longer?"
Divebomb lowered his head and sighed. He was about to give a response when a communique from Razorclaw came in over their comm lines. Saved by the bell, Divebomb thought as he and the others listened. Once the message was done, Headstrong and Rampage began gathering up their tools as Divebomb went ahead of them towards the tower's main entrance.
Shockwave's Tower - Main Entrance
Razorclaw was the first to arrive at the main entrance. After waiting for only a few cycles, he saw Divebomb approach from the ruins beyond. The flying Predacon stood before his commander with a defeated look upon his faceplate, his optics gazing down towards the ground. "Look at me, Divebomb," Razorclaw demanded as his subordinate raised his head and finally made eye contact. "What do you have to report from your scouting mission?"
Divebomb swallowed hard before responding. "I have nothing to report, Commander Razorclaw. My damaged wing gave out before I could complete the mission. I was unable to keep up with Blackwind and was forced to return on foot, sir."
Razorclaw stared the flying Predacon directly in the optics. "I see. Well, perhaps you should have been more forthcoming about the severity of your wing damage when I first assigned you to the scouting mission. Instead, you withheld vital information from me and jeopardized the entire mission!" Razorclaw's anger grew as he suddenly backhanded Divebomb across his faceplate, knocking the flying Predacon to the ground. "Let that be your one and only warning from me, Divebomb. Failure will not be tolerated for any reason. You are a Predacon! Start acting like one or you'll suffer the same fate as Howlstrike! Is that understood?"
Divebomb rubbed his chin and looked up at the Predacon Commander. "Yes, sir. I understand fully."
"Good. Now, get up!" Razorclaw regained his composure as both Headstrong and Rampage cautiously approached, having seen the violent exchange from a distance. Razorclaw regarded them both with a stern look. "Fall into formation the three of you. Once Tantrum arrives, I will brief you all on the mission ahead."