“Wassup!” Zipline greets.
“Is there any such thing as Gigantosaurus Prime?” asks Cargo, laughing.
“Dude! Don’t ask dumb stuff, it may turn evil.”
“What? Have you been watching too many Earth movies?”
“No…”
Sol gave them a dirty look
Windstripe looks at Ironjaw,
“I am well aware of Vector Sigma’s abilities. If I didn’t tell him about the heralds it could seen be a sign of distrust. Whether it be repetitive or not I decided that it be best to tell him about it, even if he already knows.”
“I am aware of the return of Nemesis Prime and company,” Vector Sigma says. “Unfortunately, the identity of the next Prime is unknown, even to me.”
“That’s actually a common misconception,” Vector Sigma replies. “I merely possess the accumulated Knowledge of the Cybertronian race. In other words: I simply know what everyone else knows.”
“Not to my knowledge, no.”
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The Blade made a deep gash in Dynamo’s arm, but Dynamo was able to grab on with his other hand.
Megabolt transforms, once more attempting to dislodge Dynamo.
“is it possible for us to win against the heralds?” Asked Sol bluntly
Windstripe looks at Vector Sigma,
“Would you know of the worth candidates that could possibly become a prime? The less in the list the better chance we have of finding the prime.”
“Yes, it is,” Vector Sigma affirms.
“I could make an educated guess, Windstripe, but ultimately it is the Matrix, and by extension, Primus that decides who is worthy of Primehood.”
Dynamo stuck his foot in the working again, attempting to damage Megabolt’s transformation abilities.
The damage would mostly be done to Dynamo’s foot.
Windstripe thinks about it,
“How is the core of cybertron?”
Dynamo tried to jam his remaining gun between the shifting parts, and let go.
“The core is stable, and the Allspark is in good health,” replies Vector Sigma.
Megabolt is forced back into robot mode, and Dynamo’s gun is damaged beyond use. The green herald fires his sonic cannons.
Dynamo rolled off to the side and threw a rock at him.
The rock bounces off harmlessly. Megabolt pauses to glance at the stone, before looking up and firing his main cannon.
Dynamo continued limping along, trying to avoid the blasts.
Megabolt fires in front of Dynamo.
“huh, heh, you call that a jet mode?” He bantered.
“By definition, yes, I would,” comes the reply of Megabolt.