Transformers: Tournament of Terror. RP Topic

“I am sorry, but here I am with Gronius. I personally can’t believe that. It would only draw more attention upon us, and who knows what the Vexes will do when they will face yet another mutiny. They aren’t that uncommon, as you know.”

At his sister’s request, Gronius left the room before the fighting would continue, as yet another sign of his love and respect for her, even tho Song was barely participating in the arena, let alone winning fights.
“Come on, Cyclonus.” he told his friend. “Let’s leave them alone for now.” he said as he waled away.
@ValkyriePrimal

Axis slowly calmed down and transformed into robot mode. Still upset, but far from raging.
“The first chance I get I’m kicking his aft.”
She said quietly under her breath.

“Alright. If you say so.”

“That’s what the arena is for after.” She said with a smile, relaxing a bit.

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“You will not do that.” Song said, on a dreamy, yet serious tone.
OOC: I am somewhat imagining her having the same tone in voice as Aianami from Eva.
IC: “My brother is a jerk, and I agree with you all, but this doesn’t mean that I will not protect him.”

“Let’s go search for the others.”
OOC: I’ll let you choose who ‘the others’ are.

Backbreaker chuckles.

“Speaking of Hotshot…” he says as he turns to look in the direction of the med-bay, hearing the commotion within…

He would see Gronius bursting out of the room, followed by Cyclonus.

“Yeah. We better check on them.”
Demolishor agreed, and started walking down the hallway.

All the other prisoners, save for the highest ranking ones, would be found in the commons area.

Gronius would search for any familiar faces that he could waste time with.

Backbreaker follows, passing Gronius as he did so.

Backbreaker nods his head in Gronius’ direction as he walks past him, following Demolishor.

Gronius responded the same way, before walking away towards the warriors’ quarters.

Spotlight shrugged.
“Then you shall stay.”
He turned to Axis (@ValkyriePrimal ) "I am willing to assist your escape.

“I am not saying that I am not willing to help, I said that I don’t our chances are as big as you make them out to be, if we even have any at all.”

“I have done the calculations. Teamwork greatly increases the chance of success.” Spotlight repeats.
“Even if it does not give us good odds, the odds are better.” He adds.
Brunt punched his fist into his palm.
“As long as I get to bruise some Vex, I’m in.”

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“Tell me, how many years ago have you two been captured?”

There was Blackout. A towering decepticon who was even bigger than Grimlock. Though wasn’t known for being a conversationalist.

And Thundercracker. A small and scrappy fast mouth who was a bit on the bloodthirsty side.
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“Thanks.”
She replied.
“I think the plan Maximus had was our best bet. Find our ship, and then use it to tear this place to the ground.”

“I was taken captive recently.” Spotlight monotonously droned.
“However I have spent that time analyzing the situation closely.”

Brunt shrugged.
“I’ve been here a while, I guess. Kinda lost track after a while, know what I mean?” He chuckled.

“Hello Blackout, how’s your day been?” he asked the big guy, patting him on the back.

“Tundercracker…” he said without bowing his head. He had a grudge on him, after the many times he bothered his sister and his Minicon, which even pushed him to brake his arm at one point.

“Unfortunately I do…” she said, nodding.

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Backbreaker enters the medical bay.

“Hey,” he greets those within, raising a hand in a short wave.

“Hi.” Song greeted him.

Maximus slowly opened his optics. His entire body ached. A kind of pain he had only experienced once or twice before. He quickly became aware of his surroundings.

“Where… Where am I?”
He groaned.

“My office.”
The decepticon medic replied.
“Lucky for you, your friend was kind enough to bring you too me. Most bots are left for scrap in the arena, waiting for me to retrieve them.”

Maximus blinked, and noticed something interesting about the medic.
“Your eyes…”

“Yes, I have already noticed our… Similarities. Tell me, what do you know of the decepticons, and how they relate to your kind.”
The medic said as he began to idly check on his equipment.

“That’s easy. Predacons descended from decepticons. Each one of us has a direct ancestor relative. Hey you don’t think-”

“I don’t think so, I know. I ran a C.N.A test while you where in stasis. It seems you and I have much to discuss.”

The medic turned to look at the autobot.

“Why are you here? Are you injured?”
He asked in a flat and matter of fact tone.

Blackout simply looked down at him and glared.
“Fine.”
Was all he said.

“Well shoot! Look who it is. Long time no see partner!”
He said excitedly. Hoping to eventually patch things up with the Predacon.