Transformers: Tournament of Terror. RP Topic

“Let the fight begein!”

Both pairs charged at one another. Maximus and Blackout splitting off for a one on one, while Axis and Jetfire did the same.

Blackout lunged down at the smaller predacon. Swinging a punch down. But instrad of hitting Maximus, all he hit was the ground. The yong pirate had jumped back, narrowly avoiding the blow. Blackout swung again, only to again strike the groun. This repeated again and again. Blackout swinging and Maximus jumping back. Until Maximus transformed into his beast mode and leaped over the hulking decepticon. Landing squarely on his back.

Axis meanwhile was having a much tougher time. Narrowly avoiding shot after shot, swooping and diving in her Phoenix mode. Every attack she threw at the autobot felt meaningless.

“D@mmit! Why didn’t I grab a weapon.”
She grumbled to herself.

“Go Jetfire! Go! Go! GOOOOO!!!” Gronius yelled, most likely way larger than he wished to.


Wildsong decided to ignore the immature Hydro Rex, as she searched for a free spot around Gronius’ legion.

Skywarp looked up at her.
“Oh hey. You’re Gronius’ sis right? Sit with us if ya want.”
He said, gesturing to the open seat next to him. Thundercracker on his other side. Beyond him being Demolishor and Cyclonus.

“Hi guys!” she said sitting in the chair, Giffin jumping on her knees. “So what’s up?”

“Not much. Activity has been kinda quiet since G left.”
Skywarp said.

Maximus clung on to Blackout’s back. Gripping on to the swept down rotor blades. He was startled when those blades rose, forming a complete circle. As if he was changing into vehcile mode.

The rotor then began to spin. Slow at first, but rappidly picking up speed. Going faster anf faster, while Maximus clung on for deer life.

“So… You haven’t seen him either?”

“Nope. Left for higher living about a week ago, and we haven’t seen a scrap of him sinc.”
Skywarp replied.

“Personally I’m happy our pal managed to get in a better place.”
Thundercracker commented.
@Toa_Vladin

“Maybe we should try seeing if we can get to him. At least just to see him…”

“If he’ll even want to see us in the first place. Believe me, he’s in fancy living now. I know what tier 2 is like. There’s no way in hell he’d come back willingly.”
Skywarp said.

Maximus was thrown on to the ground by the spinning rotor, landing hard on his back.

Axis was struck down by one of Jetfire’s missiles. She struck the ground, and changed to her robot form. Preparing herself for hand to hand combat.

“Don’t say that! He’s your friend! I’m his sister.”

“Be that as it may, I’ve been here he is. You think coming back to tier 3 was easy? If you want him back he’ll have to be demoted, kicking and screaming the whole way.”

“Maybe he just… Couldn’t come here.”

“If visits weren’t allowed then we wouldn’t be able to just waltz up in there the way he did.”

“What he did wasn’t necesarly called visiting.”

“Same difference. He could come down if he wanted to, but he won’t. You want him back, he’ll need to lose consistently until he’s demoted.”
@Toa_Vladin

Backbreaker and Oddball watch the fight with interest.

“Come on, kid!” the gladiator bellows. “Kick his skidplate!”

Dwoo-zoo-zap!” Oddball trills.

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Maximus got up and changed back to robot mode. When he heard Backbreaker’s cheer, he looked to the Tribubes and smiled. Happy to know someone was looking out for him. Blackout then took that moment of distraction to deck the predacon in the head, knocking him back to the ground.

Maximus then staggered back to his feet and backed away quickly. Blackout then spun up his four forarm mounted gatling guns and pointed them right at Maximus. The young predacon quickly took a defensive posituon, covering his head and most of his body with his shield. Taking his hamer in his free hand, he threw it from under his shield and up at Blackout, striking the decepticon square in the forehead.

Blackout staggered backwards, ending his hail of bullets. Maximus then ran in and picked up his hammer off the ground.

Meanwhile Axis was having an even worse time. Jetfire struck her right on the side of the head, knocking her to the ground. Flat on her back, she struggled to get back to her feet. Only for Jetfire to stomp down on her torso. Causing her to scream out in pain as a splatter of energon threw up from her mouth. Jetfire stepped back for a moment, and Axis tried again to get up.

“Stay down!”
Jetfire shouted. He fired a missile at her point blank. Thanks to her particular beast mode, she wasn’t harmed much by the heat and fire. But the force of the explosion alone was enough to cause serious damage. Causing her to scream again.

Maximus was caught off guard. Distracted by his friend’s cries. He looked towards Axis and was horrified. He saw her crying, broken, and suffering.

Everyrhing went cold as fear flooded his body. The terror that someone he cared for so much was in serious danger. Then that fear turned into something else. A burning, electric hatred and anger. His breathing became heavy and erratic and his hands twitched as rational thought left him in a haze of terror and anger…

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Backbreaker scowls. Jetfire’s move wasn’t just overkill; it was downright cruel.

Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!” Oddball boos, crossing his arms in an “X” shape in front of him.

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Maximus froze while his mind was scattered with too many thoughts and emotions. Craks and sparks of electricity came off his body as energy generatrd rappidly, spun up by his high stress.

Blackout could clearly see something was off. Started and confused he took a step back.
“Uh, kid. You alright?”
He asked.

In that moment all the noise and chaos finally cleared into focus. One single directive with crystal clarity. His body erupted with electricity as lightning surged all over the outside of his body. With a howling scream he ran at Jetfire and leaped at him, striking the autobot from the side, pushing him back several steps away from Axis.

“What the hell?!”
Jetfire shouted.

Maximus stood protectively over Axis. His breath heaving. His eyes scatted and unfocused. Electricity erratically striking the ground from his body.

“Alright, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Jetfire said. He took a step forward and redied to attack.

“Jetfire wait! Look at him, something’s wrong. Let’s ease it up and try and calm him down.”
Blackout warned. Confused and cautious of the situation.

“Like hell I’m gonna calm things down. This is a fight, and I’m not going to be shown up by some runt!”
Jetfire lunched forward, only for Maximus to lunch back, latching on to his chest. Jetfire stumbled back as the predacon clawed at his torso. Blackout ran in and attempted to pull Maximus off of the autobot. The predacon clumsily fell on the ground and got back up. Before Blackout could do anything to keep him down Maximus threw his hand forward and launched a powerful bolt of lightning. A blast of electricity that struck his shoulder and blasted a hole straight through it. His body was overloaded and the decepticon collapsed on to the ground.

“Sweet Solus Prime!”
Jetfire exclaimed. He kicked Maximus and sent him half way across the arena.
“That’s it! I’m ending this now!”

Jetfire redied his missile launcher, but before he fired Maximus threw both his hands out in front of him and let out an even more powerful electric blast. Striking Jetfire square on the chest, hitting the front and blasting straight through out the back. Causing the autobot to then collapse.

With the two threats eliminated, Maxinus calmed down. His mind still a haze. His body felt heavy and tired, and great amounts of thin grey smoke rose from every joint on his body. The predacon took a shaky step forward, before he too fell to the ground.

“What a dramaric finish! I’ve never seen anything like it!”
Iota announced excitedly.

The crowd went wild over the explosive and electric carnage. Cheering and chanting excitedly.

“Jetifre!”
Hotshot shouted in panic, quickly running out to the arena. Terrified for his friend. He grabbed Jetfire’s hand and pulled desperately.
“Come on! Someone get out here and help!”
He cried out, Jetfire too large to lift by himself.

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Backbreaker vaults over the tribunes and into the arena, transforming to run over to Jetfire in his dragon mode.

Oddball’s body breaks apart, the cloud of blocks coiling around itself before shooting out into the arena, coalescing to form a tiny orange rocket streaking toward Blackout on a jet of bright-blue plasma.

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