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[TARDIS06]

METIGATE
Location: A Junkyard Near the Ark
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The enemy... Metigate couldn’t bring himself​

to say anything despite his temptation to. Though honestly it might just be the creepy yard of scrap that’s metaphorically kicking him in the tailpipe.

Splitting up, Metigate searched for an​

alt-mode around a magnetized machine on wheels. He considered it at first, but with how many times he already had to pull his data pad from it, Metigate decided against it. Continuing the search, he soon came upon a durable blue vehicle with decent wheels. Sure there was some rust but that could be fixed.

Scanning the vehicle, a blue light shone from​

Metigate’s optics as they swept over the internal and external mechanisms of the machine before him. Yet not a millicycle after had passed before Loudmouth rolled up to him in her recently developed alt-mode. A smirk spread across his visage, “Suprised you didn’t choose an audio device on wheels.” Jumping slightly, Metigate activated his transformation cog and felt his entire body shift and softly clang into a replica of the vehicle next to him, minus the rusty undercarriage. He was even about to rev the engine a bit to test it out, but had his attention diverted.

A small green light began to blink on​

Metigate’s new console. “That might be a problem... There was a sensor trip near the stern of the Ark. We should probably get going.”

 

[capMARVELOUS]

BROWBEATER
location: earth, unspecified coordinates​

Browbeater gave a small sigh and shrugged his shoulders. He was a bit disappointed that the bioweapon had not yet been made ready for larger, in-field testing, but he knew that he could not rush science, especially Screwloose's version of science. "Very well," he said. "Just keep me posted, alright? Though I'd like it if those smaller tests were done sooner, rather than later."
The alarm in his audials reached its peak just as another Decepticon, the one who had reported the approach of the Ark earlier, burst through the door of the laboratory. "Sir! Sir!" he panicked.
Without missing a beat, and without turning around, Browbeater grabbed the intruder by the neck and hoisted him off the ground. It was only then that he turned to face his underling, giving him a glare that could actually be weaponized. "What. Is. It." he grumbled. "I'm in the middle of a meeting."
"S-sir... the Au-Au-Autobots... Autobots landed a sh-sh-sh-short while ag-g-go," the underling sputtered, Browbeater's digits restricting energon flow to his brain module. "I... I-I-I've been try... trying to cont-t-t-t-tact you about... about it." He struggled against the grip around his neck.
Browbeater dropped the underling to the ground, before crouching down to get on his level. "Thank you," he said quietly. "I'm sorry I choked you." He returned to an upright position and made to exit the laboratory. Tapping his radio, he called over the base's intercom system, "Attention, all Decepticons. Assemble in the command room to receive orders. This is not a drill; the Autobots have landed. Repeat, assemble in the command room to receive orders."
Not for the first time, he wondered where Calidus was today. The Air Commander was usually around...

SNOOP
location: earth, close by the ark​

It had been a good solid several minutes since Snoop had begun hunting for an alternate mode that would blend in here, and he still hadn't found one. He blamed his inherent pickiness on that. He was still very grumpy, and now, a little jealous of his partner, who had almost instantly found a new disguise that he enjoyed. Why couldn't he, Snoop, find his own disguise that quickly?
He was aware that Pyro was asking him a question. "Interesting, yes. Suitable, no," he grumped in reply. For he had found several... unique Earth vehicles, none of which he particularly wanted to scan.
Until now. For a motorcycle with a sidecar rapidly approached. Snoop's optics brightened; it was small enough for his own small stature, and could maneuver rapidly to get from place to place. It was perfect. His optics beamed out to scan the vehicle as it dashed by, and felt his exterior kibble morph to assume a shape resembling that of the motorcycle. When the road was clear, he transformed...
And found that he had scanned the sidecar of the motorcycle instead.

 

[Hextremus]

CALIDUS, AIR COMMANDER
Unknown, Earth
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"I understand what you're saying, Air Commander, but the satisfaction of crushing an Autobot's head until their optics burst..."

Calidus hummed in thought at the former gladiator's statement, expression masked by his slitted faceplate. The breakroom was lively, the perfect area for letting off steam in a base populated by restless Decepticons. It was something conversation always turned to in the breakroom; where are the Autobots? The Air Commander had found himself engaged in such a conversation, seated at a table with his Seekers and several other Decepticon soldiers. One such soldier was currently laying down reasoning as to why close quarters combat was superior to the ranged combat that Calidus and his Seekers specialised in.

"I see. I just find that reducing Autobots to scrap from near-orbit with a well placed shot from an Energon cannon is infinitely more satisfying than-"

The Air Commander found himself cut off as their leader, Browbeater, broadcast a message over the intercom. Assemble in the command room; the Autobots have landed. The breakroom fell silent for a brief instant before Calidus pushed to his feet so quickly that his chair was knocked over with a loud clatter. He adjusted his vocoder to increase the volume of his voice as he addressed those gathered in the breakroom.

"You heard our leader, Decepticons! The Autobots have finally reared their rusted heads. If you've waited for this moment as long as I have, to the command room. Double time!"

Decepticons launched to their feet with a cheer, flooding out of the breakroom's entrance and making for the command room. Calidus and his Seekers didn't move, watching them go. The Air Commander turned to face the elite few under his command, eyeing each of them in turn with his crimson optics.

"When we get out there, you know what to do. You don't stop shooting until the Autobots aren't worthy for even a junkyard. Understood?"

The Seekers nodded in ragged unison, responding with a chorus of 'yessir's. Calidus nodded in approval before spinning on his heel and following the Decepticons making for the command room. His Seekers trailed him, moving as a unit. Calidus had a feeling that today was going to be a good day.

 

[Xale]

Frostguard
Location: Outside the Ark​

Frostguard transformed into his new alternate mode and followed behind the Commander. This new form handled very well as he drove down the side road. Frostguard decided that this would be his final decision on a new form. On other planets he had gone through several alternate forms before finding the one that suited the mission the most. He didn’t feel bad about as was perfectly within protocol to adopt a different disguise, if it was important to the mission at hand.

Frostguard had to abruptly stop as Cerberus Prime had just transformed into robot mode in front of him. Frostguard wasn’t sure what the issue was, they were still a little bit out from where the Ark had landed. Curious, Frostguard also assumed his robot mode. As he was doing this the Prime engaged his weapons, an energon blade and cannon. Instinctively Frostguard went for his sidearm, quickly readying the energon blaster in front of him.

The Commander ordered something in front of him to reveal who they were. Frostguard took a few steps to the right so that he may see past Cerberus Prime. Closer to the Ark stood a large red creature, an arachnid of some sort. Frostguard quickly relived bad memories of when they had to stop and get fuel on Archa Seven. The giant arachnids of that planet had put him off to that whole family of beings. It didn’t help that this arachnid was a good deal bigger than any he had encountered before.

Frostguard got over his initial impulse to shoot it, instead referring to his memory banks. While he had researched a lot about this planet, his studies of its native biological variety were very limited. He had read enough to know that this creature was not sentient, Earth seemingly only having one species of intelligent life. Instead this large red animal was probably hunting and got intrigued by the newly arrived Ark.

Frostguard turned to his Commander, “It is just a wild animal. Requesting permission to scare it away with a few warning shots.”

 

[explosiveKitten]

“Hey, you don’t know what this thing is capable of.” She snapped playfully, watching as he looked over the available vehicles. “Besides, I make my own audio devices. I AM an audio device.”

Her engine purred with laughter as she started to roll around in vehicle mode, scanning the area while she waits. When she looked up at him again, he had finally picked a vehicle, a big bulky one, and was talking about some kind of sensor on the Ark, and was insisting they rush back to her.

“Wait, what problem? Cons?” She asked, looking around for any of the aforementioned faction, then drove passed Metigate, “alright, fine, but you go on ahead, if it’s Cons then it’s in my best interest that I follow at a distance.”

TARDIS06

 

[Yahhah]

Pyromaniac
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"You found an alternate mode" said Pyro. Noticing Snoop had finally scanned a vehicle, the bigger autobot got up and changed into his own alternate mode. He revved his engine and began to slowly drive off. "Let's get back then, and get Prime's orders" he said. Going off in the direction of the ark, he guessed Snoop would follow. He transformed back into his robot mode when he noticed Cerberus Prime and Frostguard confronting something....With a lot of legs. He pulled out his flamethrower and trotted forward. "That's a big scrappin spider" he exclaimed!

Cloak​

a short decepticon stood in the Command room. The stealth operative had materialized as if from thin air a mere half minute when the call had been put out, and he grunted in dismay when he saw how fast the room was filling up with other fellow decepticons. Cloak did not like the crowd, why did he have to be such a good bot and obey orders. He thought he saw that insane doctor come into the room at some point, but he wasn't sure. He was just going to wait until the commander came in and doled out a few orders. Than Cloak could get back to the low profile he so enjoyed keeping.

 

[capMARVELOUS]

SNOOP
location: earth, close by the ark​

An up-close observation would reveal that, even while still in his alternate mode, Snoop was vibrating and smoking very slightly. This was a sign that he was angry. And why shouldn't he be? This scanning of the wrong alternate mode was just the latest in the series of unfortunate events that had befallen him since arriving on this backwater. First he had been partnered up with Pyro, who he absolutely did not like, then he had stepped in animal dung on the way to this spot, and now he was stuck with this janky little alt-mode. He tried numerous times to rev up the engine and get a feel for operating it, but it had no engine. This sidecar was immobile on its own.
Converting back to robot mode, Snoop slouched his way back to the Ark behind Pyro, who was apparently very much enjoying his mobile alt-mode, when suddenly his partner transformed and prepared that big, impractical flamethrower of his. The word "spider" met Snoop's audials, and at that, he dropped his own oversized gun and cowered behind the larger bot. "I'm not shooting that thing," he said frankly. "You shoot it."

 

[_Exodus_]

Sixgun​

Sixgun stumbles out of the ark. He had missed the main meeting since he was investigating the cargo bay for any secrets. He had time to search the ship, but very few scarce minutes. He came outside to see about all of the crew looking at some big arachnid.
“I am sorry for my late arrival, I was learning the ship’s inner workings,” Sixgun explains, “What do we have here?”
Sixgun’s attention is immediately grabbed by the spider. It was larger than any he had seen and was vibrating?

Reflector​

The reflector trio were gambling deep within the decepticons ship. They had trapped a poor organic on the last planet they had vaisited and began to gamble with it. They looked to see how far it could go if one of them kicked it a few times. They also threw it in the air to see if it could fly.
When the alarm sounded, the trio rushed into the command center.
“Lord Decepticon Commander, we are at your service,” They said in unison as well as stood perfectly in line with one another. They had forgotten the leader’s name and refused to accept defeat.
( Scatterbrain Sixgun hasn’t chosen an alt mode yet)

 

[Cosmic_Flare]

ObsidianApproaching the beautiful planet, Obsidian’s eyes widened. A white hue surrounded it, large masses of brown and green lakes scattered around with blue filling in where it wasn’t. Leaning forward in her seat, she laughed. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen a beautiful planet.” She flipped a switch, setting her ship to autopilot so she could enjoy the view.

“T-O! Tell me some things about this planet.” As she slowly approached the atmosphere, her shop became invisible to any detectors, her A.I. informing her about the hunk of rock before her. It spouted off many things, naming scientific facts, to behaviors of the creatures, even talking about what the humans were like. The smaller transformer stood, putting her hands on her hips. “Well that sounds hilarious. I wonder if I’ll run across any when-“

Her shipped crashed into the atmosphere quie quickly, sending her flying over the back of her back and back into her seat, just upside down. Red lights and alerts appeared everywhere, warning her of both problems with the ship and with the place she was about to land.

After scrambling around a bit, an embraced Obsidian read the screen by her controls. It appeared that the hull of the ship had been damaged, and one of the engines on the outside had been torn off. She sat back in her seat, knowing those were an easy fix. Sitting down didn’t last long, for she stood right back up when she read the other warning. “There are autobits nearby?!! Bolts and screws!! Why didn’t you tell me before T-O!?” The A.I. Went silent before responding. “I was unaware until 2.3 seconds ago, obsidian.” Growling, the mercenary strapped herself in. A face mask flipped over her visage, the black and purple visor protecting it.

Grabbing the controls, she switched back into manual flight as she tracked the location of the autobots. She had nothing against them, but without being able to quickly burn away the deception mark on her chest, she was screwed. Her effort failed though she tried hard, and her broken ship directed itself about thirty miles from where the autobots had landed. Thankfully, it could still turn invisible, slowing it to land, or crash, without being noticed. There was some smoke, but only enough to look like a small campfire.[/h]

 

[_Exodus_]

Aboard his ship, Sailing Thunder, Wing examines his instruments. They identify both Autobots and decepticons on the planet called earth. It was a fairly unintelligent planet, it had barely achieved space travel, and only to it’s close moon.
He had recently finished a peace treaty on the planet of Velocitron. They weren’t on the brink of war, but there were sides. No one explicitly said who’s side they would take, but they had opinions that said otherwise.

Wing left his ship and transformed into his sleek jet alternate mode. He was one of the rare few with a flight capable alternate mode and who was good. His alt mode could travel through space. Not long distances, but he could reach escape velocity.

Wing arrived on the planet soon. He watched as the Ark and the Decepticon cruiser land. He landed a safe distance away. Hiding behind a large boulder, he zooms in on them using his optics.