"Oh, yay, everyone is all happy and friends now," growled Raksasha in a snarky tone. "So can we get on with doing what we came here for before
something evil shows up here and trashes the place...AGAIN."
Legacy of Cybertron: Legions of Chaos - Chapter Three
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Posts: 3456 (06/25/09 07:32:02)
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Lutrex shook his head and sighed in reliefe now that that had been settled... still he found it a little hard to believe it was that easy... "W Well
then..." he turned to face the others. "Lets regroup and head out!" Lutrex called to the others before turning back to WG. "now that were
on the same page ummm?..." " The names Wreck-Gar jimmy my boy!!" he grabbed Lutrex hand with both his and shook it repeatedly till lutrex
plightly pulled it away. "Ah Wreck-Gar" lutrex nodded. "My name is Lutrex.... I'm afraid we havnt much time we have uhmm already spent much
of it. our team came to your er... planet on a verry important mission the riskes of our mission our high and if we do not suceed the consiquences are great
for all of us... wold you be willing to help us...?" Lutrex asked hesitantly. he knew their team had caused the junkions some damage but it seemed most
were alreay fixing themselves... from what he had heard Junkions were quite resilient along with forgiving in nature once one showed humblness or that they
were no threat, he hoped he wouldnt be proven wrong.
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Posts: 22 (06/27/09 06:56:15) minicon |
OOC-Well I guess this is as good a time as any. As the fighting between the Junkions and Cybertronians came to a halt another bot with a body as black as the night sky and optics of dark crimson color was
watching the group. Moving back behind the mountain of junk that he was hiding behind Harbinger considered his options.
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Blazestorm sighed in relief, glad that it was all over and done with and that the idea had worked.
"Well," she said, "at least that's over with." She marched up to a Junkion and stared at him curiously. Neither of them moved a muscle cable nor spoke a word. She snorted at him and returned to Starblaze's side, watching the other mechs pick up their limbs and other parts of their bodies they had lost in the crossfire. She was impressed by their abilities, but she decided to not admit it. Obviously giving a Junkion a compliment would start up an issue she was not interested in hearing out. "I agree," Starblaze muttered out loud. "Looks like that idea worked and came in handy. What else can you expect from a Junkion in return?" The large femme snorted smoke from her nostrils and glanced up at the sky to search for Leohawk, but she saw no sign of the griffin mech. He was either out of the area or he was hanging around, but was looking for a way to help out in any way he possibly could. Wherever he was, Starblaze was sure that Leohawk would reappear as soon as he could. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ They didn't have to wait for very long. The griffin mech had seen everything and had learned all he needed to know. The fight had ceased and everything was all under control. Leohawk landed on a small hill that was a short distance from the battlefield and glanced around at the area. His audio receptors twitched as he listened for anything out of the ordinary and kept an optic out for trouble. Since he was the most sensitive and the most aware than Blazestorm or Starblaze, he had a feeling that something was nearby and felt that it was necessary for him to leap into action should the desire come down to it. "Let me know if you need me or are ready to move on," he said to Lutrex over the comlink, "I'm keeping an optic out for trouble. Someone needs to be aware while the rest of you get acquainted with the Junkions or lag behind a bit for the better. For all I know, something could come out of nowhere and attack you and we must be prepared for that." |
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"We going to find that thing we're looking for or just stand around some more?" asked Raksasha as she frexed and bent her wings causing the
cement caking them to flake off like grey buits of snow as it slowly dried.
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Kamion relaxed his stance, and lowered his gun to his side. Grinning, he shifted his weight forward and held out his hand for Lutrex to shake. "Why didn't you just say that earlier? It would have saved you a lot of trouble you know."
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Lutrex looked between both Wreck-Gar and Kamion, then put his hand in Kamions and looked to Wreck-Gar to speak...
Then Wreck-Gar swivelled his head like an owl on a turntable in Rakshasa's direction. "Things? We love things! Have a whole planet covered in them! Finding them is like the olympics to us!" Before anyone could get a word in edgewise, Wreck-Gar rummaged in the large container at his back and began producing any number of odd, alien objects that looked like they had no useful purpose at all. "Wreck-Gar?" Lutrex leaned into his vision, giving a small wave at the questionably sane Junkion chieftain. "Yes, Rodimus?" "Thats Lutrex." "Whatever, Young Convoy!" Lutrex just paused a moment, as if trying to process the sheer absurdity. "We need to find... a ghost." "A ghost?" Lutrex nodded, and pointed to the north. "In that valley, we heard reports of a ... being that we think might hold the key to finding the Matrix." All ambient conversation died - which was saying a lot, considering the massive throng of Junkions about them. A glance would have, however, told it was one of shocked reverence. "Do you know where it--" Lutrex began, then was picked up in a half headlock, half hug hybrid by the larger mech. "BRING FORTH... THE ORACLE!" Wreck-Gar boomed. Immediately, a line of Junkions parted with a collective rattle. Down the newly formed aisle, they could see a procession of rusty mechs escorting another, cloaked in a ragged brown cloth. Chanting echoed as the strange group approached... They then smacked themselves in the faces with sheet metal. Then they resumed the chant, each "verse" broken with another slap of metal and face. The figure among them came into better view. It was an almost skeletal looking mech, hunched over with a brown frayed cloth draped over it. It walked with a cane in one hand, and its head was disproportionately large and square, apparently an old monitor of some kind. Finally, the Oracle lifted the hood, such as it was, letting two wirelike attenae flex freely. It then turned to its escort and said in a british accented voice that sounded like it came out of an ancient radio: "Stop that! Its silly. Very silly indeed."  |
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Raksasha looked around, observing the insanity that seemed to have swept the sarrounding Junkions, and given how insane they were to begin with that was saying
something. She growled, her body rumbling like a semi-active volcano. She was very close to starting another fight with the junkions, just because that would
make more sense but restrained herself. Lopping forward she approached Lutrex and looked to him as if to say "well?"
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Posts: 1166 (08/26/09 16:08:36)
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Kamion looked towards the Oracle. He had been here all this time and had no knowledge whatsoever of this great source of Wisdom! This was his chance. He hoped
he could have a turn to speak as well.
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