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Transformers G1: Shadow of the Decepticons

It's fine. I'll get a response up in a few hours.

Transformers G1: Shadow of the Decepticons

Darkstar
Darkstar did get an emotional response, but it definitely wasn't the one he expected. The mechanic paused in repairs and actually burst out laughing. When he'd calmed down, he said, "You think that thought hasn't crossed our CPU's? I can tell you with honesty that every bot you see here thought that at least once. But waiting a million decacycles will make you think differently. Now we just hope the Ark will contact us with word of a new source of energon. I mean, Cybertron couldn't be the only source of energon in the entire galaxy. There are billions of planets out there. Surely there are other sources out there." However, Darkstar would notice in Spotweld's optics that the attempt to anger him hadn't been missed, but that also brought up another issue. "You spoke of the launch of the Ark as if it were recent. That must have been some crash, to put you in stasis lock that long. I'm surprised it didn't kill you. I've had to replace almost every joint in your body." That was when Spotweld patted Darkstar's shoulder and said, "All right, time for the paint job. You've got a lot of new metal there, and it'll need some protection from the elements."

Overboost
Hyperspeed paused a moment, obviously thinking. "Sorry. The others felt a bit more comfortable to have a name put to them, but we'll avoid it around you if you want. And I figured you'd want to see the other guy. Roughneck!" A very bulky bot turned at the mention of the name, and his optics caught Overboost in their gaze. After a moment, they lit up. "Oh, another Act-" That was when Hyperspeed held up a hand and simply shook his head. "I see. Another Nucleon-powered individual? I thought I was the last one." There was relief in his optics, possibly at the fact that he's no longer the only one there who can't transform.

Transformers G1: Shadow of the Decepticons

Darkstar
The mechanic paused when Darkstar mentioned it wasn't an Autobot that shot him down. So he'd gotten his first taste of Decepticon betrayal? But he didn't push any further when Darkstar changed the subject. It was obviously a tender subject. "Oh, that? That was the Ark. It was supposed to find a new source of power, but we lost contact shortly after its launch. Optimus took the best of us with him on that ship, and now, well, you can see what followed." By then, both knee joints were replaced and new armor bolted onto Darkstar's legs, and Spotweld had moved on to the arms. "It's not the most ideal way to live, but at least we're online. Hyperspeed makes sure we get what we need, so repair supplies aren't too big of a problem. The only real problem is getting energon. Shockwave guards the energon refineries well and tracks all output, but we manage to skim off a bit every now and then." Of course, by a bit, he meant a lot. Shockwave often finds that a refinery produces far less than ideal every now and then.

Metalstorm
The Seekers obviously were not expecting the attack, and the one he targeted went down fairly easily. By then, though, the others had caught on that this was not a potential ally, and split off from each other to give two separate targets rather than a cluster, making them a tougher fight. Machine gun fire came from two different directions, and alerts went off in Metalstorm's systems that a lock-on was in progress. But with one of their wingmen down, the Seekers were already a truncated force, as Seekers worked best in trios rather than pairs.

Overboost
Overboost was led underground, through the same cave system Darkstar had been led through. When they reached the main chamber, Hyperspeed was waiting for them. He looked up and down Overboost, and a sort of sadness was in his optics. How could Crosswire even call himself Autobot while denying several Cybertronians their transformation? Not even the Decepticons were as cruel as that as far as he knew. "I just want to say I am very sorry for what that madbot did to you. We did our best to find Crosswire before the damage was too great." He nodded to the guard, who returned to his post. Hyperspeed gestured to Overboost to follow. "You're probably surprised to find you're not the first. We've come to call your kind Actionmasters, due to their greatly amplified combat ability. But even though we've given them a name, we've only seen three others before you, and only one remains at this moment. He was the only one that could deal with being unable to transform. The other two... well, it wasn't pretty." He stopped and turned to Overboost. "I hope you'll consider joining our resistance. You'll be happy to know we're not like most remaining Autobot groups. We don't mindlessly charge Decepticon strongholds and offline as many as we can until we're all offline. Our goal is not to kill Decepticons for the sake of killing them, but to stay alive as long as possible, and hope the Ark's crew contacts us soon." After a million decacycles, though, most had lost hope of contact. Even so, they weren't about to go mindlessly raiding strongholds.

Transformers G1: Shadow of the Decepticons

Okay, Confuzzler. Your scenario's ready to go.

Transformers G1: Shadow of the Decepticons

Darkstar
Spotweld began working on Darkstar once he sat down, and because he was working so closely with the inner workings of the Seeker, he couldn't help but notice how Darkstar tensed up. "Whoa, easy. Relax. What's gotten you all tensed up suddenly?" He knew it wasn't the pain, since he'd disabled the Seeker's pain receptors. Something unpleasant was on Darkstar's mind, that much the mechanic noticed. As he worked, Spotweld grimaced at the extent of the damage. "What in Primus' name happened? You get shot down or something? The damage practically screams crash landing." He had started with the knee, and was currently replacing the damaged joint. "Well, I'm no Ratchet, but I should be able to get you patched up just fine." Ratchet, one of the bots sent on the Ark mission. It was a well-known fact that Ratchet was the best mechanic on Cybertron, and now they didn't even know whether he was online or not.

Spectre
Spectre has found herself stuck on a raiding party once again. She'd been stuck on a lot of raiding parties since she returned to the resistance, and there was a noticeable lack of respect for her when it was found out that she abandoned her initial function in favor of another, and the Autobots tended to not like that very much. The raid leader spoke up, saying, "All right, listen up. We've received the route of a supply caravan from one of our spies in Iacon. It's transporting sheet metal, oil, wiring, the like; it's mostly repair supplies. We'll move in, kill any 'Cons that might be there, and take the supplies for ourselves. We're running low now, so this operation's success is essential. Now, transform and roll out." The rest of the raiding party transformed, all land vehicles, and quickly drove out of the cave.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

Well, this one's going quite well, actually. I'm finding it fairly smooth to run a sandbox RP, but the issue is how time consuming it is.

Anyway, there's a post. It should provide a smooth and polite way for Jesse to leave and end Scenario 10.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

Marx said
Jesse smiled and shook his head at the notion of him asking the girl for a favour. What he did wasn't a service or a favor, it was a necessity. Now if she wanted her scars to be taken care off, then she'd owe him a favor for the sheer amount of energy and effort it would take. "Count this as your favour," Jesse chuckled, pocketing the candy that the girl handed him, his eyes following her as she quickly moved out of the room. She seemed nice enough, perhaps they would become friends. Jesse mentally shrugged, looking back towards the professor now. The man was no longer behind his desk and seemed to be observing him, which was interesting to say the least. ',' Jesse thought with some relief.Jesse had no doubt that the skeleton who was previously hanging by the board was among the professor's lowest tier of summons. Jesse gave the summon a polite nod, taking the seat that the skeleton had pushed into place. The jitters Jesse had when first entering this room had long since gone and now he felt he could talk to the professor more naturally, having just halted the conversation to heal a girl that burst through the nearby window. Jesse's eyes met John's, the wheat coloured glow finally returning to his eyes. "My name's Jesse Wolfe," he answered, "You can call me either name, I go by both." Jesse wanted to ask what was so interesting about his combination, perhaps it wasn't common to have a wanderer who was without the ability to fight, though Jesse doubted John was very intimate with white magic. After all, with enough creativity anything could become a weapon, even in the hands of someone who opposed violence as much as Jesse."And what's your name, professor?" Jesse asked, giving a cursory glance to the skeleton, curious as to how useful the summon was. Jesse had certainly hoped that the professor's best summon wasn't a measly skeleton, but he didn't have much to go off of. Up until this afternoon, Jesse had yet to meet another wanderer. Their entire world was still a mystery to him.

John nodded throughout, listening intently. When the final question came, John sat up straight and answered. "The name's John Harker. Now, as much as I'd like to help you, I really can't." He produced a notepad and scribbled a room number and building, then handed it to Jesse. "Welcome to Prometheus, by the way. I hope to see you in my class." He stood up and said, "Those are directions to the Headmaster's office. I do apologize you had to see that strange event, but I do have things I need to do. The Headmaster is the one to talk to for enrollment, though, not the teachers." The statement was stern, but not too harsh.

Transformers G1: Shadow of the Decepticons

All right. Give me a moment.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

A lot of my free time had gone into getting an RP put up, and that one's proving to be pretty time consuming, so that's why I'm dropping this one when I finish the scenario.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

I'm working on it, I've just been busy recently. I've got a post in the works right now. Since I've been busy, I'll just finish out the scenario and back out until I feel like I can keep up.