“Can you see in smoke?”
Forager shrugs again.
“It’s big, it’s armed, an’ that’s all the reason I need.”
Slyther drew his weapons.
“You don’t give me orderssss…” He hissed dangerously.
“Fair.”
The four would suddenly get surrounded by a bunch of weird Transformers coming from the ends of the tunnel.
“Unfortunately no.”
“Dangit. Then… I dunno. Let’s find the way out of here.”
“Alright.” He said, and began feeling for a wall.
“An’ I guess it’s kinda cute…” Forgar quips. “Y’know, like a big, fat dog with tank treads an’ flamethrowers. Adorable, ain’t it?”
He would eventually find the entrance into a tunnel.
“I prefer kitties.”
“Hey!” He called. “I found a tunnel!”
The tunnel was a stair case that was going down.
Scaleraker stepped down, his hand against the wall.
Slyther whirled around and aimed his SMG at them.
“Cats?” Forager says, shaking his head.
“Man, I hate cats. Vicious little spawns of glitches, they are.”
Sea Phantom followed him.
The big, bulky one (Lugnut) pointed his missiles at him.
“Why?”
“What’ssss going on?” Slyther asked.
“I just said why, man: they’re mean little demons,” Forager says as he follows Moley down the tunnel.
“What’s going on is that you trespassed our property.” the dark blue one (Straxus) said. “And for that you are our prisoners.”
OOC: Why are we talking about cats?
IC: Moley would suddenly find a dead end. In front of her there was a big iron wall of a different material than the one around them.
Moley stops, and so does Forager.
“Huh…” he reacts, gazing up at the wall. “That’s something.”
Moley spins up its blades and moves toward the wall, intent on digging through it.
Sparks would jump away as Moley’s blades are slowly dented and torned apart.