Post by Rainstorm & Squirtle on Nov 23, 2004 6:32:08 GMT -5
Months had passed since the Maximal warship had crashed on the planet's surface. The joined forces of the Renegades and the Maximals had worked togther to repair a smuch of the vessel as they could and under Iceblade's excellent superviosion they had succeeded. Mos of the protoform stasis pods had been preserved badly sadly many Maximals had passed on before their sparks had chance to flourish.
ShadowWolf had seen to it that the dead Maximals were buried in a proper ceremony at the base of the mountains. Hunt Convoy, Seer, Ironhide, Giga Shark and others who had been killed in the crash were laid to rest in the ground, stone markers lasered with enscriptions of their deeds the only indication of their burial sites.
The repairs on the warship were almost complete and only the electronics themselves damaged by Snapper were slowing the Maximals down. Iceblade had his best men on the job and had assured SW it would be completed in a matter of days, meanwhile the Renegade leader was forumlating a plan with his soldiers on finding the location of and retrieving the Councillor's stasis pods.
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Things at the Predacon base were belak. Half of the Preds were still out of commision after they were near destroyed by Triton and his accomplices and the other half were directionless.
Userpent had taken to locking himself in the command quarters for weeks at a time not speaking to anyone yet at night Predacons passing by could hear rantings and ravings from within as if he were conversing with others.
Despite the discovery of new warriors in stasis pods they were still unmotivated and were none the wiser as to why Triton had not finished the job, content to leave them broken and near stasis on the battlefield.
But yet personal agendas were still rife within the Predacon camp as many of the warriors selfishly looked out for theirt own hides and causes. Least of all which Snapper who had recently returned to the base after his covert mission under the guise of Snap.
However, unknown to the Predacons just yet a force was approaching that would change their destiny for better or worse...
ShadowWolf had seen to it that the dead Maximals were buried in a proper ceremony at the base of the mountains. Hunt Convoy, Seer, Ironhide, Giga Shark and others who had been killed in the crash were laid to rest in the ground, stone markers lasered with enscriptions of their deeds the only indication of their burial sites.
The repairs on the warship were almost complete and only the electronics themselves damaged by Snapper were slowing the Maximals down. Iceblade had his best men on the job and had assured SW it would be completed in a matter of days, meanwhile the Renegade leader was forumlating a plan with his soldiers on finding the location of and retrieving the Councillor's stasis pods.
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Things at the Predacon base were belak. Half of the Preds were still out of commision after they were near destroyed by Triton and his accomplices and the other half were directionless.
Userpent had taken to locking himself in the command quarters for weeks at a time not speaking to anyone yet at night Predacons passing by could hear rantings and ravings from within as if he were conversing with others.
Despite the discovery of new warriors in stasis pods they were still unmotivated and were none the wiser as to why Triton had not finished the job, content to leave them broken and near stasis on the battlefield.
But yet personal agendas were still rife within the Predacon camp as many of the warriors selfishly looked out for theirt own hides and causes. Least of all which Snapper who had recently returned to the base after his covert mission under the guise of Snap.
However, unknown to the Predacons just yet a force was approaching that would change their destiny for better or worse...