Clutchfire’s Mini-Con port explodes as Railgun fires shells into the accursed bond. The Autobot gave a small grumble of pain, followed by a louder and more annoyed cry as his machine gun was soon obliterated by other shells. The Joe transforms in attempts to better deal with the train, snagging his shovel to scrap the Minicon off.
“Why would I want to power-up with a toy train?” Clutchfire said as he shifted into his robot form, painfully coughing some Energon. “Bet you’ve got about as much horsepower as a foal you little punk!”
As Clutchfire shifts and changes, Railgun grabs onto the holes punched in the Autobot’s shoulder. He aims to fire a quick shot into Clutchfire’s wrist when the Autobot delivers his insult. His eyes surge with alternating colors, Nebula’s cries of concern failing to reach him as his mixed maniacal laughter overtakes the room.
“A toy train. Toy train. Toy Train!” Booms from his voice like his cannon, black smoke pouring out the mouth.
As Clutchfire goes to bring his shovel down upon Railgun to scrap him off, Railgun quickly reposition. He doesn’t even seem to aim as the cannon swings to Clutchfire’s face and fires.
And fires.
And fires
again and again.
The simulated Clutchfire could only scream for a brief moment as his face became fodder. It collapses to the ground dead, but Railgun does not stop. Pieces of the sim fly across the room as explosions still ring. He tears, crushes, does whatever he can to it as the sim weirdly vanishes at a slow pace.
“You’re the play thing! You’re the weak one! Where’s your power?! No where you parasite!” Railgun screams, continuing to give similar rants while on his wanton destruction.
Tie-Grabber almost screamed back in response, but withheld himself. Being upset would get them nothing right now. “If they were here, yes, we could have shot them down. But no time to dwell on that, we’ve got repairs to make.”
Machbreaker comes racing back, equally not happy with these events. Though he stops by and offers himself as a ride of Ramjet to take him to Railfire. Benefits of being a sled, you can make for a great makeshift gurney.
“Board all the chutes?” Machbreaker question for a moment before remember how slick the chutes were. How was a van, goat, and dude going to climb back up on their own? Maybe the dude could do it, but surely not the other two.