| rdfs:comment | - Transformers 2005 - Monday, September 13, 2004, 7:13 PM Travel spam New Cybertron Highway You continue your way along the New Cybertron Highway. From this wide open view, your vision is limited only by the gentle sloping of the planet's surface and the odd, small uprising of metallic ground. Nothing of significance is visible to the east, where you can see the great Iacon Plain stretching over the land. Further along the highway to the west, you can glimpse some low hills surrounding the abyss where a vast intersection once was... DepthCharge has left.
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| abstract | - Transformers 2005 - Monday, September 13, 2004, 7:13 PM Travel spam New Cybertron Highway You continue your way along the New Cybertron Highway. From this wide open view, your vision is limited only by the gentle sloping of the planet's surface and the odd, small uprising of metallic ground. Nothing of significance is visible to the east, where you can see the great Iacon Plain stretching over the land. Further along the highway to the west, you can glimpse some low hills surrounding the abyss where a vast intersection once was... Contents: Cybertronian Semi Rig DepthCharge Foxfire Jazz Sideswipe Sideswipe realizes, rather delayed realization.. that he's being tugged on.. and someone mentioned getting up.. So he works on that with a dogged determination, monkeys or no monkeys. Up to a knee.. then up to his feet, wobbling. "Jazz.. Gimme yer hand.. "pause as he reaches towards the more blinded 'bot. "To yer left. no.. other left..." Starfighter flies silently into the area sensors on full scan. "Sorry I am late I was...delayed...in...errr...a place I looked. Yeah real haystack and all that." The techno-fighter executes a few runs around the immediate area in order to get a good picture of the situation. Foxfire abandons tugging on Sideswipe's arm, looking a bit aggitated, though not as much as he was when he first discovered the two. The cassette cants his neck and spots Scattershot, which causes a little smile to cross his muzzle. "Nice ta see you," he remarks. Jazz manages to get to his feet, or some semblance thereof, with the help of both Sideswipe and DepthCharge. "Feel kinda.. woozy?" he asks, fortunatly not able to see the glaring orange alt-mode. "I only got one left, y'know." Moving is harder than it looks. "ADR." Sideswipe smirks.. "ADR..." wicked grin despite the wobbling. "Lead on.. uh.." He stares at Depthcharge.. and freezes, trying to label him into the cracked logic paradigm. "Uh.." wobble.. he stares.. and stares.. and remains frozen, unable to put Depthcharge properly into the paradigm. "ADR." DepthCharge is completely unaware of Sideswipe's confusion of DepthCharge's presence. He instead just keeps pulling on Jazz's arm, trying to get him into the back of Rodimus, singing all the while and motioning for Sideswipe to follow with a pleasant smile. Cybertronian Semi Rig would shake his head, if he could. He calls out, "DepthCharge, quit being as crazy as them. They're hurt. Pick their hulls up, put them on me, and strap them down. The sooner they get to Iahex, the less damage you'll have to repair." Jazz grins for no apparent reason. Just before he trips over one of his own feet, and knocks himself senseless on Rodimus's day-glo-orange badass self. He'll never live this down, will he? Probably not. Which sucks. But since his player has to be up in about 5 hours to go to work, it's about all that can happen. Starfighter executes one last pass and transform in order to land not too far from the group. The technobot walks up to Sideswipe and examines him from head to toe. "What is your major malfunction?" With the traditional sound, Scattershot unfolds into his robot mode. Sideswipe can't place Depthchange.. so he doesn't exist.. He look over to see Jazz up and on his feet, "Hey..." blink.. stumble.. "Whoah.. Woozy.." And Jazz falls into the orange one. "Jazz?" frown as he limps closer.. "You alri..." there.. comes something flying.. and he turns to stare at Scattershot.. And raises his rifle, "Look.. Monkey.. thing.. I'm too tired to paste your flyin carcass.. Move on along.. I got a bud to get to OZ." Sideswipe finishes his alltogether brave words with waving this rifle.. and falling flat on his face.. Logic? gone.. and after a point, everything quits. Cybertronian Semi Rig drives off with Jazz, since he's on the flaming semi. Of course, someone else can pick up Jazz since no one's putting him on Rodimus as well. Scattershot looks at Sideswipe "Speaking of 'pasting' stuff. Gimme that rifle before ya hurt yourself or someone else ya numbnut." The technobot holds his hand out only to take a step sideways as Sideswipe collapses to the ground. "Yeah that will do too." Scattershot graps Sideswipe's weapons and removes the ammo. Wraith arrives from the Tunnel of Retoris to the east. Wraith has arrived. Foxfire apparently can't decide on which emotion to use, as now he looks like a mixture of frustration and worry. The little tapebot tags along after Rodimus, hoping he can at least keep up with him. "Off to Iahex with goooo," he mutters in a sing-song voice, though his 'cheery' words don't match his current expression. DepthCharge falls into line and follows the chosen one now that Jazz is on the trailer and Scattershot is dealing with Sideswipe. He'll deal with these two back at Iacon.. err.. Iahex. DepthCharge has left. Cybertronian Semi Rig moves east to the Tunnel of Retoris. Cybertronian Semi Rig has left. Wraith moves east to the Tunnel of Retoris. Wraith has left. Foxfire moves east to the Tunnel of Retoris. Foxfire has left. Sideswipe has left. ***** *** * * * * * * *** *** **** * * *** * * * * *** * * *** *** ** * * ** * ** * *** *** *** * * *** *** * * * * *** **** * * *** * * * * *
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