Transformers Cybertron Reborn RP topic

Railfire was disconnected from Firestorm, simply because Auger could no longer hold the connection. He woke up and unplugged himself.

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Ironclad ignores the voices and moves back towards his ship. Whatever he-it is, he’s sure it’s evil.

Jiger left, uninterested. But firestorm could clearly tell his pushes had no affect

OOC:

Crap, I’m running out of ‘reaction’ images, I keep using all the good ones.

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He is the hit by a wave of energy, and feels a personal need for it, similar to gladius’s feelings towards the sword

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Ironclad draws his sword, charging it and preparing to destroy the body. He stops at the wave, however.

@MaxinePrimal “Railfire! How’s Firestorm?” Bootleg asks, concerned.

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Mordo was there…

Railfre stands up.
“He is fine.”
He then moves to the cargo bay. He notices the missing ship everyone gathered around.
“What is the situaon?”
He asks.

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Firestorm forces the link to manifest and he severs it in such a way that it could never be reestablished.

(@MaxinePrimal). Firestorm visibly relaxes as he slowly wakes up.

“can’t kill usss” said the voices gleefully, “you need us”

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Mordo followed Railfire because why not.

Ironclad slowly sheaths his sword and stares at the body.

I shouldn’t, he thought.

Why not? He needs my help!

But the vision!

Slag that! Help a fellow bot out, why don’t you?!

“yesss, help a fellow bot”

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Mordo was looking at him from the window.
“What is happening?”

“What’s going on here?”
Railfire asks Razorwing.

Razorwing activates his talisman.

“Ironclad, what’s happening?” He asks, concerned.

Bootleg follows

Ironclad ignores Railfire and drifts slowly to the injured bot.

“Don’t worry, I’m getting you to safety,” he whispers.

Don’t!

Shut it!

Primus watched with horror, him and the hand unable to help

Epistemus had a similar reaction.

Ironclad hovers inches above the body, his whole body shaking as he tries to fight the influence of the voices.

“Ironclad! Talk to me!” Razorwing shouts

Ironclad reaches for his talisman, trying to warn his fellow Knight, but his arm stops halfway.

“no, don’t warn, friendly.” They said