OOC: yeah
OOC: anyways, see you tomorrow, if they come back while i’m gone please tell someone to control reblast
OOC: will do
@BlackBeltGamer98 this is the only pic I have of everything:
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OOC: Holy cow! That’s a ton of Tansformers.
OOC: posiedon is just chilling
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OOC: Impressive. But mine is bigger
OOC: but mine is prettier
OOC: I won’t deny that.
OOC: Though I still don’t have a prime or Megatron
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OOC: When and why is there radiation in Maximal territory?
“Agghhhh!” Asphalt screeched, managing to get a better slash at Dynamo now that he’d positioned him again to allow for his facial punches.
OOC: a bit late; all the 'Cons and their ships have returned to the surface and are now gearing for a war they hoped to avoid. Sorry about that.
OOC: Well ef… then ima just say Savage hooked onto the side of one and is currently creeping around near ‘em, if that’s ok.
OOC: Just watch where you step; there’s a reason Bit Brain was late.
Excess autotroops were sent to the border with the maximals
OOC: Let’s just say he’s kinda pissed his ‘friends’ didn’t get those transports like he wanted.
OOC: You had your warning. Don’t say I didn’t give you one.
OOC: And so did you! Don’t say I also didn’t warn you!
Because, well, death doesn’t mean that much to Savage, he’s just learned it’s better to avoid it for the most part.
IC: “Are the fools all gone yet?” Savage hissed, having hopped off of the transports upon their landing before going to hide, currently crouched over on all fours as he watched from his more shaded area.
He saw the Baron of Decepticon Military drop by and drop…a strangely armored head that transformed into the little guy he saw before. They left to the direction of the Maximal Territory and, shortly thereafter, the transports were quickly brought into Vandal’s borders. If Savage looked to the northwest (if my memory serves correct), he would see that a large Decepticon fleet was in Maximal Territory but was in more of a defensive formation around and within that region.
(@ValkyriePrimal). Firestorm moved aside so that the three leaders could strategize in peace.
“Well then. Looks like it’s time to break back into some ‘old’ habits. Thieving, here I come.” He hissed, a dangerous look burning in his eyes as he skittered out, following after the transports as stealthily as he could.