RPG: Transformers: A New Era

[Ranryou Roga]

OCC: And Here......We......GO!!!!

Space.

The one thought all beings across the universe hold in common is obvious.

Is there life outside of my world?

For the human race, most wished they would have never tried to find out.

2017- The time of dreams, and wishs. With the discovery of CodeName: BridgeFinder the human race began to period of increasing new technology, and cybernetics. Using the alien ship as a way to better themselves. It worked. Life was good for them all. Nothing to worry about. No war, Starvation, or Rasicism. Peace was finally in their future. I still remember when my daughter asked me something that only brough tears to my eyes. She asked me, "Daddy what is the meaning of war??" I hugged her, and tears fell from my eyes. I told her it was something she would never learn about.

I lied.............

2027- With the building of the Spacebridge things were looking up. We would finally find new life, and new worlds outside of our little galaxy. It was an exciting day in the lives of all of earths people. My Daughter was so happy, watching me enter into the shi that would take me, and the other fourteen brave men, and women into the unknown. What we saw was unbelieveable.

But we had been careless in are prusuit of happiness. And we would pay for it. Soon then we thought.

2037- Life is still good, and with the help of our advancement in technology so much has happened. Cancer, HIV, AIDS, and many other sicknesses have been all but destroyed, and forgotten. The world is a much better place. I can't remember the last time I had to pick up a gun. It feels like forever sense my days in the wars. So long ago. So primative, and uninteresting. It still sickings me to think that I once took the lives of others. Now that was only the past, but I still can't stop the feeling I have that soon things are going to change for the worse. No one would hear of it. They just wanted to live in peace. I wanted to at least develop better defenses for our cities, or at least make something to fight back if needed. They still paid no attention to me or the warning left on the ship.

2042- D Day. The day of sheer destruction, and the fall of the human race. They came through the space bridge. Demanding that they ould be our new Lords, and Masters. What was his name? Their leader, UltraSaber, was the scariest of them all. He seemed to only look down on the humans, and when we refused he destroyed almost everything. That was the last day I saw my family or my daughter. Why did this have to happen? Why?

Alice......my daughter. I failed you.

April-2042- most of us that had anything to do with the space bridge were moved to new York. Why there were not sure. It was to be the safest palce. The most military weaponry, and enogh soilders to fight off even UltraSaber, and his Deceptacon armies. However on this day he came with something new. Human allies.

Damn those german, and russian bastards. They switched sides for the hope of being King's, and Lords of this world. They are fouls to belive in UltraSaber.

New York fell today. Many many people died, and all hope seemed to have failed. We were just giving in to them when a blessing came to us in a blinding beam of light. Cutting through a whole regiment of Deceptacons. We looked up, and like a God floated another. The symbol on his body different then the Deceptacon's, we heard Saber call out Prime as his Deceptcons attacked..........and died.

The autobot's, as they called themselves, had come to aid them, and to bring peace to Earth. It was a blessing truly. His name was Omega Prime, and he seemed to be just as powerful, if not more powerful, then UltraSaber. The two had history but that is something still unknown to the human race.

It's been over a year now, and the fighting hasn't sleep a single day. Everyday i wake up to the sound of my comrades dieing, and transformers rising. I'm beginning to belive that we shall never be able to live through this. Everyday more, and more of us die. I'm not sure how long we can survive like this. Omega promises that one UltraSaber is finished, and whatever he came to earth to do is discovered that they will amke to where it is as if they never came. There no way he can bring back the countless humans that have died in this Glactic War.

I beginning to thik that im going to die as i always feared.

A soilder............

TRANSFORMERS: A New Era


"Another day at the office yea there Floyd???"

Captain Floyd Mason. Leader of the Bio-Armor sqauds, and weilder of the Bio Rail Gun. A weapon with the power to punch a hole right through a Transformer. Given to him by Omega himself. With it his squad of human crusaders have been leading the battle against the Deceptacon's, and there traitoris human allies. Both sides coming with there onwn ideals, and dreams. Floyd, and his people were of the White Angels. The humans that have choosen to continue the fight against the Deceptacons, and on their side, the Black Devils. Traitors of the high degree. Nothing more to say.

Today however the four man team of Bio-armor soilders were shipped to New Dallas City. Where they were to meet Prime, and his Transformers generals, not to mention other Prime put in charge to tactical, and research purposes. Humans, and Transformers working together. Floyd still belived that they could win this war. But at what cost.

"A yo Cap, were here."

New Dallas City. A fortress of weaponry, and destruction. Even from two miles away you could see the huge turrents, and missile pods. Not to mention the Transformers, along with some humans, standing guard outside, and around the whole area. They had been spotted almost four hours away from just the droids made to report all activite, even if it was a bug moving. If needed they were allowed to attack freely. They asked for flight numbers, and others passwords so entrane can be given to the right people. To many times had humans tried to get inside to well guarded Fortress, and destroy it. Omega wouldn't allow that. Not with most of the United States, and Mexican people live there. At last count a total of 47 million people lived within the Fortress, which spanned over 10 miles, no to mention the underground ruins, which were changed into escape routes, and training fields. Under the fortress the people could live as normal folk. Having to sleep to the sound of gun fire, screaming, and death. It wasn;t the best way to live but at least they did live.

"Ok set us down, and unload. I want this ship up, and ready to leave in fourteen hours. Move out..."

Captain Floyd, and his men stepped from there personal ship with smiled on there faces. They were in normal clothes as of now. Floyd rocking a brown leather coat, and blue jeans while his men wore whatever it is they wear.

"Ashfeild..your with me. The rest of you get some rest."

The captain began walking as his men saluted him, and then broke into laughter, Spread out, and talking, having a good time with the others there. Floyd walked slowly with Lit. Ashfield behind him.

"Prime is meeting with us today. I was told to only bring one of my men with me. I choose you Ashfield. Not for your record or skill but because you want to make a difference, something I find every leader should want.I'm proud to fight alongside you. Nevertheless, lossen up, and don't worry. Prime is quite pleased with your proformence. It's been a while sence you last saw our fearless leader, rite? Just act normal. He remembers you."

With that Floyd the doors to the command room begn openeing. Large enough so Transformers could walk through but still amazing to see. Made from Transformer technology the door could withstand even a nuclear attack.

"Captain Floyd Mason USS Fort Fuji, Commander of the Bio-armered Strike sqauds, and Commander of the central troops stationed at Mt. Fuji. Reporting for duty with Lit. Cyrus Ashfield. Bio-Soilder, a Leader of the second strike sqauds."

"Then it's time we get down to business. Yea, my friends."

Before them stood the magic of Omega Prime. The stronger Transformer they had. Also leader of the Autobot's, and a deadly strong fighter. Having saved many a life throughout his stay on Earth. Floyd himself respected him greatly.

"Captain. It's good to see you, and yourself my old friend."

The orange, and white transformer pressing a button on hi control panel, amking the ground around the huamns rise in a cyilinder shaped tower. Bringing them up to the main monitors. Each one, countless in total, showing all the bases, and everything going on in New Dallas City. The transformer highlighted Mt' Fuji, and zoomed in.

"Your base is well built. Your doing a wonderful job. But UltraSaber will not quit. So were attacking, and we want you to lead this attack. Captain. Also if Ashfield wouldn;t mind we would like to give him a new advanced weapon. If he will accepted. What say you???"

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Half across the world in his Fortress sat UltraSaber. The Deceptacon leader, and cruel bringer of death. he stood with the leaders of the black devils, and his main mechanic(Valkarma's char), by his side.

"So we can guess that Prime will attack?"

"Yes we can. But will we let them or attack first. And where's RangeFinder???"

"On a mission to bring back something for me. The body of RazorBlade"

"Interesting....."

"When he returned we will attac. Till then we plan, and think about are next moves. Prime is no fool. He'll be ready for us.

[Valkarma]

Jace swayed side to side slightly. Standing on his feet like this was making him tired. He had been told to stay quiet for now. And when your told you obey. He pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and put it in his mouth. He searched himself for a lighter. His hand ran across his tool kit that was strapped to his leg. He pulled out one of the welding touches and used that to light the cigarette. He took a deep breath and then exhaled the smoke. He ran his finger through his greasy hair and sighed silently to himself.

The meeting his had been brought to was a boring one. It had nothing to do with anything he cared about. He yawned loudly to express his boredom. Then he tapped his foot while blowing another puff of smoke. He ran the cigarette through the smoke making a sad face as quick as he could. He then dropped it and put it out with his foot. He looked over at the Black Devil leader with a 'What?' look on his face. As if he had done nothing wrong. He pulled out another cigarette and lit it in the same way. What a boring day today was starting to be. He wanted to be in the mechanics halls working on something knew. He lasted project was almost done. He wanted to get back to it.

[The Rogue Devil]

" Yes, I will gladly accept your new weapon Master Prime." Cyrus said bowing respectively, " And I also want to note that it is a pleasure to work by your side Captain Floyd."
Cyrus was happy that Omega Prime still remembered him after such a long time and he was pleased to hear that his work was splendid. Cyrus was a little curious of what the new weapon would be before it was given to him but he decided to wait until he recieved it first before he gave it a thorough analysis.

[Ranryou Roga]

"Well done then. I'll have the weapon shipped with you all back to Fuji. StormBreaker will be returning soon with a few added mixs, and matchs."

Omega slightly shifted his weight, and the platform he was on slowly began to rise, as did the one Floyd, and Ashfield stood. Up, Up, Up they went till finally they came to a rough stop. The three of them standing before twin steel doors. Photon Reinforced, and security driods, not quite trasnfromers, all around. Omega tapped against the door in a sort of pattern, and then speaking in his native tougue. The security shutdown, and the doors began to open. A green light cut thorugh before their eyes as Omega stepped, followed by the Captain, and then Ashfield.

"Welcome Lit. Ashfield. To the Bionary Operations Bubble. Or better known as B.O.B."

What the three of them stood in was a sphere type room. Covered in panels of some kind. It was big enough to hold Prime so that was a testament to it's largeness. However, even below, as they were now stand on another platform over looking the entire room, they could see Transformers, ones primarily for communications and spy work, g0oing through tons of data. Making plans, and predicting UltraSaber's next move. This was the brain of New Dallas City. All the information from all the remaining bases across the globe came through this server. Everything they worked for was recorded in this one room. Omeage stood for a minutes, and marveled at it. Each green panel being a bit of data. Omega reached out, and touched one. The panel, small as it was, fit into the palm of his hand. And then displayed a messege.

"Sub-Shot, reporting Sir. We have stopped the enemy advancment, and they have come to a halt only sixteen kilometers from Salt Lake City. Requesting Reinforcments Sir, and we mean heavy........."

Omega slightly tilted his head in thought. The Salt Lake City base under attack. Of all places. The wasteland of past days. Past battles. A graveyard for his brothers. He wouldn't let them down.

"Sub-Shot prepare to go on the offensive. I'm sending you reinforcments. Look to the skies in twenty minutes."

Omeage turned back around, and began working. Panels popping up, and displaying squads of fighters. Then the Alarm..........

"Battle Station's.......The Salt Lake City base is under attack. Advance Troops c-17, and Stop drop Squad 46, you will be under the direct command of Captain Floyd Mason, and Lit. Cyrus Ashfield. With him, and his team you will secure the Salt Lake City bases. Destroy many, and ALL deceptacons in the area. You left ten minutes ago."

Floyd didn;t have to think twice. He and Ashfield were on it. Once the word reinforcments was sounded they both left the room. Sprinting to the hang bay. Both all ready under dressing into their pre-bio armor. They were sincro suits made to protect them, and to decrease the strain placed by the suits. The Captain's was Red, as he was team leader, and Ashfields Green, for Lit. The both of them moved between bodeis, and down stairs till their ship came into view. The both of them entering into it, and stepping against the walls.

"Captain Floyd Mason. Bio-Armor, Natsuki, Activate."

The walls began to steam, and red lgiths flashed. He spread his arms out, and lossened his muscles. Metal began to pour from the secutiry suit. As step one of the transformation began. The liquid metal was really a huge group of nano machines. Covering the body till the real armor was placed. It was the soilders second skin, and protective aromor.

Finally his body was covered, His head the only flesh showing as it solidafied, and took the shape of his Bio-armor. Known as Natsuki for it's high manuvearable, and ninja like reflexes. It allowed Floyd to move at blinding fast speeds. When added with the Rail Gun he was a deadly enemy.

Nevertheless............

Their ship began it's take off along with a total of seven other ships. Holding a total of 26 Transformers, and 64 humans. Most outfitted with anti Transformers weaponry. They would arrive in six minutes. If they weren't to late.

[The Rogue Devil]

" Lt. Cyrus Ashfield. Bio-Armor, Shura, activate."

As with Captain Mason, he loosened his muscles as the suit began to encase him. He was fast with his transformation into his suit and boarde the ship as it was about to take off. While riding, he thought of how he was to go about his mission, he could either go for a frontal assault or think strategically. As he thought of this he figured it was Captain Mason's call on what to do.

" So Captain, how will go about are mission?"

[Digital Dragon]

Telephon monitored the communications network from his position on the desk in the military supply office. The fiberoptic cable connecting to the wall crept unnoticed into other systems than it should have been connected to, allowing Telephon to monitor satellites and to break scrambled codes going through them. So far it was just the usual chatter and events he already knew were due to occur. Sometimes being a phone system could be boring.
Yakk sat on top of his frame in his disguise as the phone's hand piece. A low dial tone surfaced as Yakk moved to find a comfortable position. Telephon swore to himself; he did not need his stupid dogbot drawing attention by being "off the hook". Telephon bumped Yakk slightly, forcing the handset back to the hung up position.
Sensing an incoming call over the line to the office, Telephon routed it through to his receiver and felt his frame shake as the sound of him ringing reverberated through his body. It was a bit unnerving but required for the realism necessary to pass himself off as a telephone. But as long as he needed to use Yakk as a guide dog, he could not risk going cordless, even as much as he would have enjoyed the upgrade. Being blind had its disadvantages. They had told him years ago his optic processors were fried too deeply into his motherboard to fix him without a full spark transferral. It would be a dangerous procedure, and one which might put him offline permanently. The risk was too great he would not survive the procedure. At least he still functioned, that was something to be grateful for. He heard the man who manned this phone enter and monitored the communication, making a recording of the conversation and then transmitting it to Prime over a secure channel which was scrambled and rerouted so it would take days to trace the call back to its source.

[Ranryou Roga]

OCC: Thanks you everyone for coming. Now for those confused on current situations I'll fill you in. The Salt Lake City base is under attack, by who, RangeFinder, and his Deceptacon squads. What they are attacking for is unknown, to Prime, however as you all know, if you were reading, I stated what he was looking for. Anyway the Bio-armor warriors will be arriving in my next post. As is one will be a simple fleshing of things, and explanation. For there will continue on.

UltraSaber, in all his Glory, stood perfectly still watching the screens before him. It was of the Salt Lake City Autobot Base. Where UltraSaber, adn his fleet were attacking mercilessly. He slightly nodded before turning back around, and then looking down at Jace.

"Having the Fusion Cannon loaded onto my ship. Then send it to pick up RangeFinder, and his men. You have thirty minutes."

With that UltraSaber turned back around, and continued watching the battle unhold.

"Sir, Reports state that the Deceptacon forces are closing in. Were not sure how much more they can take."

The captain stood still in his black Bio-armor. Retrofitted or combat. However they were another seven minutes away, as the cruiser they were on was of the fastest. Being enough to travel through a Space Bridge, with you mus be going the speed of light, almost, to get through. It was making good time, but not enough time. They needed to be there fifteen minutes ago, even before they moved out.

"Ashfield. Come with me."

The captain lead his Lit. down into the cargo hold. Where a tube stood leading against the cargo bay door. The bio-soilder carefully placed it on the metal floor, and entered a code. The ice from it breaking, and steaming as it opened.

"This is your new weapon. An Attacker. It creates a beam particle sword. Strong enough to cut through maybe even me. Ha ha. Use it well. We'll be arriving in another three minutes."

[Valkarma]

(OOC: Jace's colour. Tri colour.)

Jace laughed to himself as he exhaled more smoke.
"You want a untested, unstable, weapon loaded onto your ship? And in thirty minutes?" He giggled slighty to himself, followed by a cough. "I like your style." He continued laughing as he left the room. He walked across the corridor and leaned on the mortorcycle resting there.
"I'm not surprised we ain't all dead sometime." He mumbled.
"Oh that would be fun to see. Humans always go squish when they die." Came a light voice from the Mortorcycle. It hid childish malice.
"And machines also die so silently. I love it over humans dying."
"Well some of us go out with a bang."
Jace just laughed out loud and jumped onto Tri. He kicked him twice and the bike shot off driving through the corridors recklessly. Jace laughed slid the goggles on his face down. He spat his cigarette out, it long since lost its use. Tri's size allowed them to make there way to the ship bay quickly.

The bay was larger then most since it was Ultrasabers. Jace and Tri skidded to a hault in front of a large object covered in a thick cloth. Even then it seemed to pulse with energy. Jace walked up to it and laid his head against it. He whispered something it while rubbing it gentle.
"Your a nut. The most crazy human I've ever known." Tri said as he watched him. He transformed back into his normal form and looked down at the covered package. "I guess I have to carry it in."
Jace just nodded and let Tri get to work. What a random fun day today was going to be.

[The Rogue Devil]

Cyrus grabbed the weapon and examined it with his suit's compatibility program.
" Compatibility is 100%." Cyrus said with a smile, " I will use this with great pleasure Captain Mason."

"We'll be arriving in another three minutes."

" Finally!" Cyrus said with a smile, " I'll take out as many as possible with my new weapon."
Cyrus put the weapon on his side and and patiently waited to get to the battlefield. His home.

[Digital Dragon]

Satellite sensors indicated air activity over Salt Lake City. The supply officer was shipping bio-armor. Something major was going down. The thing Telephon hated was having to miss out on the action. He had never had the reaction time or firing skills to have been fitted as a war machine, though. His talents were being utilized in the way they were most useful to the war effort. He just had to accept that.
It was just then a mortar shell hit the supply depot and his sensors went offline for a moment. The room had gone dark, the man at the phone had lost his spark. Telephon cursed. His position was being overrun, most likely by Deceptacon scum. The desk had broken, sending himself and Yakk skidding to the floor.
"Transform!" he shouted to Yakk, even as his body activated its size alteration chip and he began enlarging, pushing the debris around himself to the side. He coughed as the dust entered his air ventilation ducts.

[Ranryou Roga]

"MOVE OUT!!!!!!!!"

Floyd,and the rest of his squads, took no time to even land the ships. All bailing out from 500 feet. The sound of gun fire, and explosions was loud enough. Even through his romor he could feel the heat.

"400ft, 350Ft.......200ft, 100ft........Enemy located. 10ft, engage!!"

The captain simply turned a front flip, mid-air and drew the blades from his hips. Twsiting them about as he cut through a deceptacon. It was attacking the supply depo, and the Natsuki warrior, came to help. His forces all landed safely, with some being blasted from the sky, and spread out, taking the fight to the enemy.

"All forces push forward. Drive them to a frozen grave."

Natsuki, as most bio soilder were called their armors name while in combat, continued his own assault, driving several enemy target back, and fishing for survivors, coming across a communications trasnformer, and his companion.

"I'm Captain Floyd, Bio-solder, Omega sent us to help. Good work. You can retreat, and get those defensive shields back up. If you can??"

[BamaPaganGamer]

Rangefinder stood far from the front lines, watching everything, his sniper's optics tight on the battle's details, watching the drones and new recruits falling in waves. "Fools." he muttered to himself. His shell plates blending into the surrounding terrain, Cybertronian body underneath non-chromashifted. He transformed into hovertank mode, his hull now perfectly blended with the sand, his vents no louder than the sound of a man in boots running, moving towards the pickup point. "Rangefinder to Decepticon Command. Objective?"

[The Rogue Devil]

Cyrus landed on a roof in the middle of the war zone overlooking everyone's positions. He ran and jumped from the rooftop down, unsheathing one of his high frequency blades and the beam particle sword, to where there were a few deceptacons fighting.

" Your lives end here!" Cyrus said slashing the robots to pieces, " I must look for survivors."

Cyrus scanned the area and found signs of life in a few buildings to the north. More and more deceptacons swarmed Cyrus and he knew he couldn't defeat them without using his chaff grenade launcher so he jumped in the air and fired two shots that scrambled their radars as well as interfered with his suits sensors.

" I knew this would happen eventually.." Cyrus said with a sigh, " I guess I have to rely on my trained senses."

The deceptacons began to shake and stutter as the metal particles messed with their circuits. Cyrus ran through them slashing and breaking the robots while searching for the survivors. Cyrus destroyed a few but he knew it was going to be a long day.

[Digital Dragon]

His audio sensors still ringing, Telephon could barely make out the voices around him. He patched into Yakk's video system and could pick out the feint colors of uniforms. He was pretty sure they were friendly.
"Get--shields--"...Something has was good at was doing his job, so he tried to not let the human trying to tell him orders upset him.
"Affirmative." He stood up, trying not to knock more of the ceiling down as he did so, but at seven feet there was little clearance.
Yakk stood, barking at bogeys incoming from above, dropping more missiles. The dogbot was going wild and Telephon ordered it to come to him. He pulled a small cube of energon from a carrying chamber and fed it to the bot to calm it down. Even as he did so, his ion pulse cannons reacted on their own to enemy targets, locking on and firing by means of electronic tracking. Then, calling Yakk along with him, Telephon retreated to find a communications dish he could jack into to get systems back online.

[BamaPaganGamer]

Rangefinder drops from the pickup shuttle, onto a a hilltop within range, landing in a tight three-point stance, his optics now painting targets on the battlefield below, and transforming into hovertank mode, then dropping his treads to the soil, before shifting to artillery mode, treads spreading and bracing him against recoil as his main barrel spreads and opens into a huge plasma rail, ready to send a packet of explosive plasma on a ballistic arc onto the battlefield...his first shot comes down right behind the front lines, among the Autobot sympathizers, and once they are scorched and scattered, he lines up his cannon to sling another plasma ball at the command center. Meantime, he is sighting the battlefield for significant targets, Autobots, or human soldiers actually advancing the line of battle into real soldiers...he ignores the plight of the drones entirely.

[Ranryou Roga]

Floyd covered the communications Transformer, and keep him clear, firing burst of plasma at any upcoming Deceptacons. They continued their advance not slowing down at all. He was needed on the frontlines.

"This is Natsuki to command. Drop tha package."

The ship came dropping down from fifteen thousand feet, dropping a small cargo pod down to the Bio-armored soilder. Floyd simply reached up, and took hold of it. Ripping it open. Inside was his rail gun. It was strong enough to blast a hole right through a transformer. The captain took a knee, and aimed the gun. Finding his target as the weapon began to reach out. Making it seem more like a rail gun.

"It's RangeFinder. He's firing from quite a ways off. HIs plamsa signatures make it to easy to find him. Lets see if we can make him understand our point of never backing down."

The captain fired a series of pulse. One connected with RangeFinder causing an explosion in the sky. His second shot was blocked by his ship. It exploded mid=-air, and fell to the ground below. Floyd only cursed, and continued firing. Trying to hit the transformer but only hitting the terrain closest to him. Even without hitting RangeFInder should have been able to feel the heat form those shots.

"Is everything in order for my ships launch. Mechanic number 57681, Jace??"

UltraSaber took on the platform overlooking his ship. The StarBreaker. It's turrent cannons fored twelve shots per frame with two second breaks between shots. Afterburners, and high velocity cruise missles. His beauty was stacked. With the addition of the Fusion Cannon things would be interessting for the Salt Lake City base. Now only if RangeFinder was successful would thing really become more interesting.

"RangeFinder report. have you found the body of the RazorBlade???"

[BamaPaganGamer]

"Negative, UltraSaber. Target is not in sight, taking scattered anti-artillery fire, I am changing location. Once I have the target in sight, I will clear a path for your diversionary forces, and move in under stealth. Uploading enemy targeting data now. Requesting ship's weapons focus on battle section Alpha-9."

With that, he transforms from artillery mode back into stealth hover tank form, and moves to another position with better cover, cursing silently about the damage to one of his chromashifting armor-plates, creating a spot where he could not change colors to match his environment. As he does so, he backtracks the shot's contrail.

If one of these sympathizers wanted a sniper battle, they'd have one.

[Valkarma]

"Is everything in order for my ships launch. Mechanic number 57681, Jace??"

UltraSaber took on the platform overlooking his ship. The StarBreaker. It's turrent cannons fored twelve shots per frame with two second breaks between shots. Afterburners, and high velocity cruise missles. His beauty was stacked. With the addition of the Fusion Cannon things would be interesting for the Salt Lake City base. Now only if RangeFinder was successful would thing really become more interesting.

"RangeFinder report. have you found the body of the RazorBlade???"


"Yea! Yea! It's all loaded up mech lordo." Jace grumbled. He wasn't happy with his lastest toy being used untested or being treated so bad. He swung his legs side to side as he sat on Tri's shoulder. It was becoming common for the pair to be around contastly. Jace mumbled something under his breath.
"You should have more respect for Lord Ultrasaber." Tri told him.
"And you should have respect for the enviroment but you don't do you?" Jace said mockingly. He tapped Tri on the head. Tri reach up to grab Jace but his arms couldn't reach that point Jace laughed at him.
"Stupid human." Tri muttered.
Jace tapped his head again and just pointed to the ship. "Less complaining more moving. I have to be there if we find this body."

[The Rogue Devil]

Cyrus checked each building and found nothing but a few women and children beneath the wreckage but miraculously the few survived.
" Don't worry, I'll lead you to safety." Cyrus said looking outside of a broken window, " Shura to Natsuki, I need assistance in rescuing some civilians. I'm bringing them to you on the safest route possible."

After contacting Natsuki, and not waiting for a response, Cyrus scanned the area for a safe route to take them to safety. After scanning the terrain, he found a few alleyways that lead right to the autobots' front lines. Cyrus made sure everything was clear before signaling them to come on.

" We'll be there in a while, just trust me." Cyrus said with a smile on his face. Cyrus was leading the group, which was a party of six, near the front lines to be taken to the medical tent until a small Deceptacon appeared with two sabers ready to fight. It rushed Cyrus and swung both of them down but Cyrus blocked them with his beam saber.

" Hide in one of the buildings and don't leave unless it's necessary!!" Cyrus yelled deflecting the sabers away. Cyrus didn't want the civilians to get hurt so he fought hard to push the Deceptacon back and away from them.
It was as hard a fighter as he was and Cyrus enjoyed it but made sure no one was around to be harmed while they fought. This fight would be the one to make Cyrus stronger and a little wiser if he made it through.

[Digital Dragon]

The console had been blown off and the guts of it were burning as Telephon approached the shield array. His specialty was communications,not electronics. He quickly radioed the commanding officer who had ordered him here and informed him of the bad news. "You are going to need a repair crew out here," he informed him.
Meanwhile, Yakk chewed on the wires, absorbing electrical energy into his circuits. "You are going to fry your sensors," Telephon warned. "Stay away from there. We are going to need those wires to repair this thing."
Smoking debris lay all around on the ground, so he picked some up and fed a piece to the bot. It seemed to appease the dogbot, so he went back to surveying the damage so he could give an analysis to the repair crew. What a mess. He was pretty sure they had stopped bombing in this area, so he was not worried about further damage. He could still hear planes overhead and only hoped it was help on the way.

[The Rogue Devil]

The Decptacon kept fighting harder and harder while Cyrus did the same balancing their strengths out. Cyrus decided to turn up the heat and he vibrated his HF sword so fast that the blade turned red and smoked surrounded it.

" It's about time I finish this fight." Cyrus vanishing in thin air. The Deceptacon attempted to scan for Cyrus but as soon as he located him He was already sliced in pieces. He signaled the civilians to come out and he led them to the Autobots front lines and they were safely taken to the Medic Tent.

" That's done, now to head back to the field."

[BamaPaganGamer]

Rangefinder drops to his stomach, the plasma rail of his tank barrel laid down over his shoulder, and he searches for the rail sniper that shot him. He trains his reticle over the form of Floyd Natsuki, and powers up the Cybertronian-sized sniper cannon. He fires, then spots Cyrus. "Decepticon Command, I've spotted a hero. Please provide ship's fire at his location."

[Digital Dragon]

Telephon straightened the wall cord to use it as a cane and began making his way across the rubble. His sensors were picking up gases and toxic substances which were lethal to humans. Gas masks were standard operating protocol in a situation like this so he did not bother reporting the leaks he was detecting in the gasoline and petrol tanks near the vehicle compound. Yakk was following behind him, sniffing out a scent of blood and sweat. There were injured civilians nearby and Yakk was showing active thermals to indicate they were still alive. "We need a med evac to my position, stat," Telephon radioed through his built-in transmitter. He was sure there were others hit nearby, but most of those were likely to be dead or almost dead.

[Ranryou Roga]

The sky ripped open like a river. A massive ship reaching out from it. Ocvered in black, and red, the color of the Black Devils Symbol. It came out in violent fury, releasing blast after blast of plamsa, destroying the outter shields of the salt Lake city base. The security huts, not huts but more like several smaller bases around it, becoming dust as the ship grew closer.

"You call this defense. RangeFinder I find this quite discouraging, this place should be in ruin."

UltraSaber spoke through his communication device inside the ship, watching as they turned this battle in their favor.

"Deceptacons Charge!!!!!!"

From the bottom of the ship came hundreds of Deceptacons all joining the fight forcing the Angels to retreat.

Floyd rushed back with the rest of his men, dodging incoming fire, and getting knicked once or twice by scattered fire. "This is Natsuki. Retreat. Fall back into the Base, and return fire with the defense cannons." The Captain jumped from his current spot as it exploded, destroyed by gun fire, and rolled to another. Firing a few shots from around the corner before tracking everyone down.

"Shura. Retreat back into the base, and get all close quarter combat transformers ready. The rain IS COMING"

"Fire it up......."

The salt lake city base shined brightly as defensive shields rose in a octagon shape. The cities defensives returning as the plamsa fire from UltraSaber's ship bounced right off. IHis ship came to a hault outside of the city,and his forces continued trying to get in through the hanger bay doors.

"This is Prime, Natuski we have activated the emergancy Defensive shields. You have fifteen minutes o get those shields back up. They will shut off in that time, I'll be arriving within 20 minutes, can you hold out till then??"

Floyd heavily sighed, and nodded to the hologram of Prime, hearing the deceptacons pound on the hanger bay doors. A few explodions from tem trying to blast them down, and a few curse words from frustration. Floyd sighed, and found himself before the communications bot.

"The medical squads are on their way. A few civians were hurt on their way to the underground safe houses. Till then we'll do whatever we can. How are those shields."

[The Rogue Devil]

Cyrus was heading back out into the field but he saw everyone retreating including Natsuki.

" Natsuki, what's going on?" Cyrus asked running to catch up with Natsuki.

"Shura. Retreat back into the base, and get all close quarter combat transformers ready. The rain IS COMING"

" What?" Cyrus said looking into the sky, " Is that Ultrasaber?!?!"
As bad as Cyrus wanted to take down Ultrasaber, an order was an order so he retreated back to the base to prep the close combat transformers.

"So many Deceptacons..." Cyrus said watching their feebl attempts to break the shields, " Natsuki, what do we do now?"

[Digital Dragon]

Telephon shook his head. "The boards are fried and the wiring is all ripped up. I would attempt to repair it, but I have certain limitations." He pointed to the dead sockets where his optic receptors had been which still bore scorch marks. "Best I can recommend is we get some mini-bot repair drones in there to reattach the wiring."
His leg lurched suddenly as it began to lose strength, and he forced himself to stand on it in spite of all the internal failures going on in it. He had not done a self-diagnostic routine and had not realized the extent of his own damage. He was glad that his expression was hidden under his faceplate, since his metal grill chomped against itself to stabilize the vibration shaking his framework. He did his best to remain steady, however, not wanting to look weak in front of the humans.
"They must have targeted the shield grid purposefully for it to have taken this much damage. I am afraid we must have a sabateur in our midst. I would not put it past the Deceptacreaps to have a double agent amongst the Autobots or even your own men, Captain." Telephon was unsure of the man's rank, not being able to see his uniform well enough to tell, but he figured "Captain" was a fairly non-offensive term.
The man left after that, replaced by an officer sent to assess the damage of the shields.
Yakk played amongst the debris nearby, rolling around what appeared to be an inactive warhead. Telepohon had not realized what the dogbot was doing at first. "Yakk, get away from that!" Suddenly the warhead exploded without warning, sending Yakk flying into Telephon and knocking him down, barely missing the officer. He pushed Yakk off himself and was sensing the bot had been injured in the blast. In truth, one of the dogbot's legs had been blown apart and much of its outer casing was now missing. Telephon felt along its surface and became aware of the damage. He was still getting a feed from the receptors of his companion, fortunately, so the damage seemed superficial.
The officer had managed to take cover just as the bomb went off, but Telephon could not tell if he was hurt.

[Valkarma]

Jace was still seated on top of Tri as the other Deceptacons decended into the fight. He pulled a light weight armour out and put in on under his normal clothing. Simple protection from human weapons. He pulled a pair of googles over his eyes and lit up another cigarette. He glanced around to make sure heis googles were working. the upload took a few second but then he could see clear. They were his spotting goggles. Great for being around fights.
"Come on you lazy beast. I wana be out there fightin'" Tri complained. Jace just nooded and lept off him as he tranformed into his motorcycle form. Jace sat the seat and finished his cigarette before lighting another.
"Lets go then." Jace just said as Tri sped off into the battlefield.

Speeding through the ruins and remains from fights was the best feeling Tri could ever have. He enjoying seeing rubble in ways he never knew possible. Of course it would be funner if he was fighting.
"Where have they all gone?" Tri asked.
"Looks like they have retreated behind that." Jace pointed towards a large shielded structure.
"Damn cowards. I wanted to get my claws used today." Tri mumbled. He speed as close as he could to the structure without being spotted or sensed.
"Hey Tri we need to get closer." Jace shouted while typing something down on a portable planner. "All shields have weaks point and we are going to crack this one open."
"What? Idiot what makes you think you can do that."
"Because it's me."
"Ha ha." Tri laugh was strange for a machine, ""You humans and your confidance." Tri readied himself to get closer while Jace pulled up a comm.
"Yo yo, RangeFinder. I'm going to have a go at cracking open this shield. I will be sending you coordinates to fire on in a while. Make sure you are ready for them ya hear."
Tri began to shake in excitment at the chance to get inside the spot and rip open something. So he began speeding off wait for Jace to tell him where to stop.

[Ranryou Roga]

The Captain stepped into the central command room, located several clicks from the hanger bay, and stood with several others. "Are communications up, and running." He was greeted with a simple no, and was told that the moment UltraSaber arrived their communications went done. the Bio-armor Captain sighed heavily, and removed his helmet. Setting it down on the table before him.

"Things aren't right here. The shields have maybe twenty minutes, but with the Deceptacons firing more, and more the shields wouldn't hold up ten more minutes." The Captain silently thought to himself as the others continued talking, and trying to figure a way out of this mess.

"The underground safe houses each have ships large enough to transport our women, and children. It leads to the SEA."

Everything grew quiet. Everyone in the room staring at the Captain as he spoke. "We'll send them there. They will be fine. there's a small blizzard coming. The Deceptacon forgot that this was a base in the middle of an Ice plane. We'll use that to our advantage. Currently there forces are stationed above the thirteenth weapons depo. Meaning there all standing on a huge land mine. That's how we'll turn this battle around. Without my ship making it's reports back Prime will send more forces. We'll be fine if we can hold out till after the blizzard." The captain smiled as the plan was accepted, and thing began to be put into motion.

Back in the hanger the medical droids continued their jobs. Tyring to get all the ingured into the main base, and giving those that couldn't be help a proper farewell. A few repair driods would come up to all Transformers, and repair any that needed. Starting with the most fataliy ingured, and working their way up. Others used for mecahnic repairs would begin trying to get communications, and Shields back up. These shields would rpove to block al outside attacks. The current shields were for outside, and inside attacks, not allowing them to fire at the enemy while being protected. It would take then thrity minutes to get them back up. At least power was till on.

[The Rogue Devil]

Cyrus knew what had to be done and decided to get ready to fight the seemingly endless amount of Deceptacons. Cyrus looked at his weapons and did a scan on his own suit and found that he had minor damage to his shoulders and legs.

" Captain Natsuki, I want to ask you what will we do if the shields fade and the civilians aren't safely escorted away from here?" Cyrus asked, " Because if need be, I will hold them off for as long as I can until the others escape."

[Digital Dragon]

Telephon scrambled to get Yakk and himself to a medical Transformer who could do repairs on them. So far all he had seen were human medics and personnel. All the Autobots there seemed engaged in confronting the enemy invading forces led by the Deceptacons. Telephon was pretty sure his nanobyte med kit would not be able to handle the extensive damage Yakk had taken, but he did activate it and set them to work on his knee. Hopefully they would not come under fire before someone could reach them.

[BamaPaganGamer]

<<<UltraSaber: "You call this defense. RangeFinder I find this quite discouraging, this place should be in ruin.">>>

Rangefinder watches the ship's guns shred the defense, and transforms back into hover tank mode, and begins to flank the battlefield, searching for his priority target. His function as sniper was not as important at the moment as his skills as a stealth scout. RazorBlade's shell was the real target. The entire battle was merely a diversion, and he was the one entrusted to do the real work. He transforms into robot mode and runs the last few hundred feet, diving and rolling through the forming shields.

<<<"Yo yo, RangeFinder. I'm going to have a go at cracking open this shield. I will be sending you coordinates to fire on in a while. Make sure you are ready for them ya hear.">>>

Rangefinder does not respond, sliding across the ground back in hover tank mode, seeking out the primary objective, picking off stragglers with his low-mass gauss turrets.

[Ranryou Roga]

The scene was only getting worse. The shield held up fine against fire, and the scattered decetptacon forces, those that had been on the other side of the shield when it activated, were slowly being picked apart by the overwhelming Autobot attacks. Nevertheless, this was very bad, UltraSaber grew furious in his plot of destruction.

"I've had enough. JACE!!!!! Begin Firing Sequence of the Fusion Cannon.."

Immediatly things grew into overdrive. Under the command of Jace the Cannon would be Armed, ready at UltraSaber's command.

((ValKarma: Take about two posts to get the Cannon fully charged, and ready. This will give everyone time to react, and everything.))

Outside of the ship thew Deceptacon retreat, falling back under the Flag Ship, a standstill was called. The remaining Deceptacons inside the shields were mowed down, leaving the Autobots to prepare.

"Let's get this done. Reroute those plasma rods into the reactor, and disconnect the safety measures on weapons."

"Now is the time RangeFinder. You have three minutes to find that body before I make you disappear. Failure is not an option. Not for one of your.....Caliber."

UltraSaber stoodstill over the rest of his, slaves as you will, only watching thebase with disgusted.

[Valkarma]

Jace sighed. He wasn't going to have any fun with people ignoreing him. But Ultrasaber had given the command to fire the new weapon and Jace wasn't sure how happy to be. Driving around on Tri he easily made it to the cannon again. He sighed as he watched the others handle it so roughly. He dropped off Tri and kicked one out of the way. Others soon kept a distance. He rubbed to the side of the cannnon and could feel its heat rise. He whispered a few words and then stepped away from it.

"OK you idiots. This thing is completly unstable and has had no tests runs. Yet its more useful and reliable then you human scum so get me it working as fast as possible. Ultrasaber demands it." Jace smiled at the machine but then his gaze turned hard to the other black devils around him. He loved his new toy. He hated them.

[The Rogue Devil]

Cyrus watched as the Deceptacons retreated and disappeared. He thought that the it was over until he saw the ship and the huge cannon.
" Uh-oh, not good.." Cyrus said looking at the flagship, " We have to do something and fast! I don't know how the shields would react to the force of the cannon."

Cyrus could only watch helpless as he waited for either the Autobots to come with a miracle or to go down fighting.

[BamaPaganGamer]

<<<"Now is the time RangeFinder. You have three minutes to find that body before I make you disappear. Failure is not an option. Not for one of your.....Caliber.">>>

Rangefinder moves around the place, seeking RazorBlade's shell. He tried to do his best to avoid encounters, but he was on a timer. Using his arm-mounted gauss turrets, he picks off those who spot him with uncanny accuracy, hitting humans with depleted-uranium slugs the size of human fists. The effect is not subtle. When he reaches the bunker in which the shell is stored, he levels his shoulder-mounted plasma rail, and blows out a wall. He steps through, ready for battle if necessary.

[Digital Dragon]

A repair team had come over and were seeing to Yakk's repairs. Telephon sat helplessly as they did so, since without the dogbot he had no visual sensors and would do more harm than good. The battle raged on around him and without him being able to play any role in it.
Opening a communications line and scrambling it, he attempted to speak to the autobot in charge. "I need to speak to the Prime," he shouted over the uplink, his voice attempting to be heard over the sounds of explosions and weapons fire.
Fire and debris rained down from overhead.