Colorado Coby threw Bud a glance, hoping that Lori didnt hear much of that given how insane those moments were. "I should be able to." He takes off his jacket and lays it on the ground since he didnt have something to slide underneath with. "So. Mirage, where do you feel it not working?" Hot Shot sighs frustrated as he realizes Lori was right "I can't be worthless to them at this moment... they will need all our help." Mars Megatron takes another look at the cryochambers "How are their repairs going?"
"I've, uh, never been to Casper" said Marcus. "Well, I've been through it. Didn't stop. Can you guys connect to, I dunno, GPS or something?" --- "You can die" says Starscream, shooting at the man with a single blast from his Null Ray. --- "I asked Arcee to set up the Wide Area Beacon so we could land closer, but it seems some people weren't able to get to a pod in time" said Bluestreak, following Ratchet. "I don't know if Prime managed to get in one of the pods that ejected, and I definitely saw someone go down in a fireball." --- "Have you tried, I dunno, a tarp?" Lori suggested. "I mean, I dunno where you can get one, and I dunno if you can still walk, but hey, worth suggesting it. --- "Or missiles!" adds Runamuck. --- Ravage ejects himself from Soundwave's chest and watches.
Dust Storm, Mars "Maybe I'll do just that." Brawl stood on his hands, with his head downwards, preparing to shoot the ground with his turrets mounted on his back. --- Colorado Tracks coughed energon and began choking on it. --- ALIENS VS BIKERS, USA "You punks want any more." Ironhide didn't even twitch while he was shot at. --- I-15, Utah Trailbreaker and Ultra Magnus continued their journey southwest, when Magnus caught a brief Autobot signal. "Trailbreaker slow down, I detect two Autobot signatures somewhere in the distance far from any charted road we've visited." "Meaning?" Trailbreaker asked. "They're offroad, soldier, we'll going to mett up with them as Protocol 6 demands it." ((@TFan2013 Time for regroup?))
Yosemite Park, California Skywarp was still powered down and recocering. --- Crashed Nemesis, Mars "Since their damage wasn't anything major, they should be fully repaired by now, my liege." Knockout replied. --- Casper, Wyoming "We have a self-charting GPS which expands as we go around a planet. But if I access and download your maps from the Internet, I'll have this planet charted in my micro processor." Bumblebee explained as he began going through the radio. --- Coulterville, California The man disintegrated into dust. Meanwhile the house in the distance lit up. --- UN-93, Great Basin Hwy, Nevada Arcee got on the highway and headed south, towards Las Vegas. The sun was already risen and it was around 7AM. Jimmy and Verity were taking a nap while Arcee tried to keep her cool after the fight with Dreadwing and the aftermath in Stoneville. --- I-5, California Prowl was frustrated with the lack of response from the signal. Although this made him sure that other Autobots may be alive, that's why he stepped on the gas and continued to head for Nevada. --- Dust Storm, Mars Runabout chuckled, while watching Brawl's idiocy.
Crashed Nemesis bridge room, Mars Soundwave paused from his labors with a smile behind his mask. Although it was bad this insulation lining was burnt, he could use the Mylar-like material for another purpose... Seperating from the wires he crinkles the burn insulation material into a crinkly looking ball. Peeking around to make sure no one is in the room he states in normal speech. "Here Ravage, I have something to keep you interested as we rest." Soundwave tosses the crinkly ball toward Ravage and it hits the floor rolling a bit. The sunlight hitting the few unburnt parts would glint enticingly back at Ravage. Hide yo kids; hide yo wife, USA "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH ANOTHER ONE!" "THE BULLETS! THEY DO NOT KILL!" "THEY'RE LIKE THE TERMINATOR, MAN!" "JUST RUN! THEY'RE ONLY AFTER OUR LEADERS!" And with that the bikers stopped firing and sped away on their bikes. Sideswipe coughed uncomfortably. "Well, not the best first impression with the locals. But, had it coming I think." On the road, Colorado Ratchet grew quiet with concern. Something told him Hot Shot wasn't the only one injured if hey had found him facing off with Starscream. He clears his vocalizer. "bluestreak! How comfortable are you with helping medics with surgeries?" Colorado Bud didn't notice Coby's look and instead watched Lori try to help Hot Shot a few paces away. "Looks like that other bot needs help too. Though its funny to watch Lori." Bud suddenly grins. "I should be filming this! We could call the series 'Car Doctor Coby!'" Yosemite Park, California Getting no response still, Thundercracker throws Skywarp into the air and transforms into an F-15. He catches Skywarp on his wings and takes off into the sky. He comms Dreadwing. "Here, sir." ((@CyberRavager we all seem to be meeting up in Colorado right now, so up to you.))
Landmine patched up the wounds as best as he could, hoping he could keep Tracks alive long enough for Ratchet to make it. --- "Help in what way?" asked Bluestreak. "I've helped many a medic by handing him a scalpel, a blowtorch, an energon extractor, a drill, a trowel. Don't ask me why he needed the trowel, but he saved the guys life with it. Never done anything more than that, though." --- "Wait..." said Marcus. "If you can map this planet in an instant, can the Deceptions do it as well?" --- Starscream's remaining intact intake flipped up, and several rockets were fired from it at the house. "Disgusting parasites" he said. --- Blitzwing steps out of the pod as the repairs finish. "Couldn't warm it up for me, could ya doc?" Blitzwing said, barging past Knock Out. "So, have I been out long?" --- Ravage knocks the ball around with his paws as Soundwave works. --- "NO IN HERE!" yelled Runamuck in a panic.
Colorado "I honestly don't know, somewhere near the rear end of the car..." Mirage tried starting the engine, but heard it sputter. "Yeah, something's definitely wrong back there." --- Area 51...? Soldiers saluted Burns and the S7 agents as they went past, opening the gate and allowing them in, only to gawk at the sight of Spitfire on the back trailer. "Sheesh, never seen a Cybertronian before?" --- Yosemite Dreadwing took down the last human Fighter, and transformed midair, scanning the area to find the area he had sent most of the planes tumbling down. "No signs of life from the crashed fighters, this should be fine..." He landed near the fighter crash sites, and started picking up Broken jet pieces. Most of them were in close proximity to each other, and Dreadwing nodded. "This metal is very crude in structure... but it will do fine for now." He nodded to Thundercracker. "I may not be a medic or a doctor, but I can handle heat and explosive related combat wounds decently... Set him down next to that aircraft, we might be able to do something..."
The Nemesis, Mars Barricade existed the chamber, now fully restored. "That didn't took as long as I thought." --- I-5, California Flywheels followed the speeding police 350z. --- Dust Storm, Mars Brawl was just about to blast the ground, when the floor beneath him and the battlechargers broke and they fell to a chamber room beneath. --- Grasslands near Beaver, Utah As the bikers sped away, two vehicles approached Ironhide and Sideswipe, a blue car-carrier and a black pickup. The two stopped in front of the two mechs for a moment as to observe them before transforming. Ultra Magnus and Trailbreaker were pleased to see the faces of their comrades - Sideswipe and Ironhide. "Scout Sideswipe, Weapons Specialist Ironhide, glad you are all right." Ultra Magnus saluted. "We made our way from Wyoming to Utah in just under 9 hours. I'm hurting all over!" Trailbreaker complained. "We all are heading for Nevada, correct?" Ironhide asked. "Precisely." Magnus replied as he reverted to truck mode "Don't break cover." --- Colorado Tracks stopped bleeding and choking and looked better albeit still unable to talk. --- Yes Area 51, Nevada "What do you expect us to do with him? Take him apart?" one of the agents asked. "We have the tools necessary but that won't be needed at this time." Burns replied and turned to Spitfire "Can you track?"
Casper, Wyoming "Not in an instant, a couple of minutes is needed for that. And yes, the Decepticons probably already have done that. But mapping a planet isn't really helpful in finding robots in disguise, be it theirs or otherwise. Plus at least for now, they'll try to keep a low profile until they know how powerful or weak you are and the best way to destabilize your leaders." Bumblebee explained, still going up and down the radio. "Bee, going down this street will lead us through this city and westwards to the place called Nee-va-da." Cliffjumper terribly pronounced the state's name. --- Couterville, California The house went up in flames, with loud screams piercing the morning skies. --- Crashed Nemesis, Mars "For the last time, Blitzwing, I'm not a doctor, I'm a weapons specialist and sort of a scout." Knockout sighed "And both of you are 100% healed, even though you two didn't suffer anything major, only a couple dents and scratches. Lord Megatron is up next with Soundwave if he chooses to show up that is." --- Dust Storm, Mars Runabout looked around. "So this is the pilot's cockpit?" --- I-5, California Prowl noticed that the F-4 behind him was acting strange and kept following. He chose to head off the highway, to see if the plane will follow and if any precautions will be needed.
Crashed Nemesis bridge room, Mars Soundwave would have no idea the others had finished their repairs until someone informed him. As is, he was following Lord Megatron's orders of trying to establish longer range communications and keeping watch over the communicator for any new transmissions. ------- Yosemite Park, California Thundercracker transforms with some sparking from his cockpit and sets Skywarp down on the ground. "Good thinking bringing parts, Dreadwing. I did the best I could, but without parts..." He throws up his hands. ----- On the road in Colorado, USA "Then you have experience." states Ratchet in a pleased tone. "That's good, because I have a feeling we have more serious injuries then Hot Shot's injured leg ahead of us. It was just easier to throw the newbie under the busformer." ----- Grasslands near Beaver, Utah "Okay, yeah. But what if they come at us again with guns?" asks Sideswipe. "They're kinda asking to be popped."
Mars Megatron gives a sly smirk "Soundwave is presumably still performing the tasks I had given him." He steps into the chamber that Blitzwing exited "If you wish take over for his tasks he hasn't completed, find him." --- Colorado Hot Shot narrows his optics at Lori "Um... where is one then?" Coby goes to the rear end of Mirage and begins to inspect it, He finds what he believed to be the issue and repairs it to the best of his ability in the placement. "Try revving now." He says wiping his hands on his pants."
' "You fill me with so much hope" sighed Marcus. He slotted Bee's radio back in. "Nevada, you mean" corrected Marcus. --- "Alright..." said Landmine as he did what he could with his minimal medical language, thinking. "Can you raise your finger?" "Uhh…" said Tori looking around. "I didn't think that far ahead... But while we wait for someone who does know, you can tell us about that what the h you guys are?" --- Starscream dragged himself towards a metal tower, ignoring the screams. It seems to be some sort of radio tower. Likely not set up by the owners, just someone they gave permissions to. Probably military. Didn't matter. He just needed to be able to contact his comrades who crashed on the planet. Starscream grabbed a tractor. It was old and battered, but so long as it provided parts to repair his body, it would serve him just the same. He pulled himself to the tower and popped out two cables from his finger, plugging into the tower. As he began pulling the tractor apart, he sent out an encoded transmission. It would never make it offworld, but maybe there would be some other Decepticons on the planet. Or maybe even that jerk ass Dreadwing. "Are there any Decepticons out there" Starscream commed. --- "I hope that's the worst of it" said Bluestreak. "So who in all is with them?" --- "You're as damn close as possible, Knock Out" stated Blitzwing "So you'll have to deal with it." He then looked at Megatron. "Right... what would these tasks be?" asked Blitzwing. --- Runamuck slipped back, landing his ass on the console. "This is as close as possible before this dumbass blew a hole in the bottom" said Runamuck, looking down. He could see several crates down beneath in the chamber. "Looks like we found a cargo shuttle" said Runamuck, leaping down into the chamber. Runamuck fiddled through the crates. "HOLY SCRAP!" he yelled, pulling a massive weapon with two minigun barrels. "A FRIGGIN' X-18 SCRAPMAKER!" Dropping the gun, he rushed over to another crate. "SQUEEEEE!" he squealed in delight. "DIMENSIONAL DECIMATORS!" He then began running between crates like an earthling in a confectionary vendor. "THEY'RE ALL SWEET, AWESOME WEAPONS!" he yelled upwards. "THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!"
Nemesis, Mars "I'll go and seek him, if you allow me, Lord Megatron." Barricade bowed. --- Dust Storm, Mars "If this is a cockpit, where's the pilot?" Brawl asked as he got up and moved the scrap off him. --- I-5, California Flywheels caught Starscream's signal. "Hello? Commander Starscream?!" he asked, confused by this unexpected message. --- Near Beaver, Utah "This is their world, not ours. We hide in plain site and do not intervene. That's Protocol 13, Chapter VI, Paragraph 11 states: If and when a cybertronian finds themselves on an alien territory, they have to adapt to their technology and hide in plain site. Intervention is prohibited. Regrouping is the main course of action as per Protocol 6." Magnus quoted, having memorized the whole Alien Intervention Protocol in his brain module. "You. Are. Really boring, Magnus." Trailbreaker sighed in depression and sat on a nearby rock "I actually want to go back on Cybertron, I don't mind if it is a scorched wasteland of a planet, it's my home, our home." --- Colorado Tracks couldn't speak yet but he was able to slowly rise his hand and move his fingers.
Casper, Wyoming "You have nothing to fear, Marcus, we'll take care of the Decepticons and leave this planet. We didn't want to crash-land here, it just happened." Bumblebee tried to cheer up Marcus. "Whatever." Cliffjumper replied. --- Crashed Nemesis, Mars Knockout didn't reply but he felt undervalued. He wasn't a doctor nor he wanted to be one, just because he understood a bit of medicine, didn't mean he was a top tier surgeon. This reply angered him a bit but he knew he didn't have any other choice at this time. --- Dust Storm, Mars "That's what I was just about to say!" Runabout said to Brawl. He looked around the dense cockpit for any clues surrounding the pilot of this shuttle. "Now which of these buttons here will open a hidden door..." he rubbed hands before pressing each and every button on the pilot's seat. --- I-5, California Prowl observed that the plane was following but it seemed that he was distancing home from it.
Near Beaver, Utah "So what? We're just supposed sit there in alt mode and get shot at?" scoffs Sideswipe at Ultra Magnus. On the road, Colorado "All I know is Bumblebee and Mirage are there. Not sure who...... TRACKS!" Ratchet immediately spots the bot off the side of the road with Landmine, along with a lot of blood on Tracks chest. "Lay down and still! That's an order!" Ratchet immediately begins scanning Tracks and swears in a number of innapopriate Cybertronian dialects. "Bluestreak, I'm about to take you up on your previous experience." He leans close and directly into Tracks faceplates. "I'm going to shut off your sensory system from the neck down. Your fuel tank is ruptured. Do you want to be awake or offline for the surgery? And yes, it is necessary or you will bleed out to permanent deactivation." A few hills over from there, Colorado Bud waits in anticipation to see if Coby had worked his magic on Mirage. Crashed Nemesis, Mars Soundwave manages to find enough to find enough raw materials to send a signal that would reach two systems over, but that was still not enough to reach Cybertron. Good news was he could start immediate repairs for a better communication systems then that organic made device he hijacked. He smiles behind his mask and over at the playing Ravage. Yes, Decepticons even in these trying times were superior. Soundwave turned away and began immediately repairing the communication system.
"Oh great, of all the- alright, beggars can't be choosers" said Starscream off the comms, before returning to coming Flywheels, keeping the comms open in case any other earthbound comms got his message. "Flywheels, as your superior officer and new leader of the Decepticons, I require you to come to my position to aid your master! I have sent you co-ordinates." Starscream bit his lip as he tore the cover of his heavily damaged intake off, and began using the internal parts of the tractor to temporarily replace his own. --- "Alright..." said Landmine. "When you want to say yes, raise the finger, and when you want to say no, do nothing. Do you under-?" He saw Ratchet barging past him. "RATCHET?" Landmine said surprised. "I'm glad you're here." Bluestreak would transform to robot mode as he followed Ratchet off the roads and into the woods. "What should I do?" asked Bluestreak, nodding at Landmine. --- "He doesn't seem convinced" said Marcus pointing at Cliffjumper. "But I hope you manage to." --- Runamuck was meanwhile gleefully holding onto a mass of weapons barely standing up. --- Ravage stop batting the ball around and decided to watch Soundwave work.
Spitfire looked and shrugged. "Track what, if you want me to track something be specific." --- Dreadwing started to take parts off of the jets, and fixing Skywarp. He turned to Thundercracker. "Thundercracker, you can also use the parts from these aircrafts to repair yourself. Your current Alternate mode shares many of the same parts." --- Mirage first revved the engine, feeling satisfied with the hum. Mirage transformed, stretching his legs. "Hooo that feels good!" He turned to Bud. "Alright, just gonna clear this up. I can't teleport. Wheeljack hasn't made anything reliable that we can use for Teleportation... I can however, use this nifty device to make myself invisible." He tapped his arm as a console came up from his wrist mounted K.E.R.S display. "This is the Kinetic Energy Reserve System, or KERS. It absorbs kinetic motion, and when it reaches a certain point, I can activate the system to temporarily displace the light and sounds around me to become invisible. It's pretty touchy, but it's super useful."
Mars Megatron nods at Barricade and turns to Blitzwing and Knockout. "Firstly, our resources are all thinned out, so Knockout you are the closest to a Medic as we can get. Though Blitzwing, if you wish to berate him then you can try to do better." He says annoyed. Colorado Coby smiles "Alright! Maybe I should go to school to be a doctor after all, for aliens." He chuckles Hot Shot loses his smile. "We are techno-organic beings. Short version of our story is that we have been at war for far too many years. Our planet has died due to our fighting against the Decepticons, the flyer you saw being one of the top ones. Unfortunately our war has only continued here rather than ending with our planet."
Colorado Tracks turned and saw Ratchet. He then signed out of relief. --- Area 51, Nevada "You said there were other aliens on this planet. Can you track them, so we can hunt them down? Call it a mutual cooperation. If you help us, we can help you. Whatever you need - repairs, fuel, a way to leave this planet." Burns proposed. --- Nemesis, Mars Barricade rushed out of the room, going around the ship, looking for Soundwave. He went to the command deck where he finally found him. "Knockout requires you for repairs. Megatron gave me orders to take over from you whatever you are doing. Your work is in safe hands, Soundwave." @TFan2013 --- Dust Storm, Mars "What do you expect to find? Hidden treasure?!" Brawl sarcastically mocked. --- Near Beaver, Utah "If we don't intervene, we won't get attacked. We should remain in disguise all the time or at least until we meet up with Optimus Prime." Ultra Magnus replied "This includes, no killing of native life." "I wouldn't have killed them, if that's what you thought." Ironhide chuckled "I just wanted to scare them." "Roll out." Ultra Magnus sighed and started his engine. --- I-5, California "Understood." Flywheels broke off the tailing and took off for east California.
I-5, California After seeing that the F-4 stopped tailing him, Prowl got back on the highway. --- Casper, Wyoming "He's what you call a trigger happy soldier. Sitting and hiding just isn't his style." Bumblebee replied as they drove through the city. --- Great Basin Hwy, Nevada Arcee overtook a large hauler truck and continued down the long necer ending straight. "We're an hour away from Las Vegas." Arcee told them. Jimmy stretched. "We've been sitting in these seats for hours, it is high time we step out of you. Geez this sounds really strange when you say it out loud." "We're almost there, if you have to pee, do it out of the window. I'm a girl but I can wait, you can too James!" Verity replied. --- Dust Storm, Mars After pressing all of the buttons a small hatch opened, revealing a disembodied head with a nudge gun put where the brain module should have been. "Gross..." Runabout stated "But at least we got a nudge gun!"
