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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Jun 2, 2010 20:53:28 GMT -5
Latyrx7 stopped and pondered for a few seconds. 'Were already at the edge where this whole thing could go wrong. Like you said, we have dealt with Decepticons with that sort of attitude, but it wasn't the same as that. Truth of the matter is, he made no sense and his arguements were scattered. It was as if he was as crazy as....'
Latyrx7 broke off for a second as a though entered his cpu. He decided he would think about it later, right now he decided to run by what should be done if things get out of hand. 'We have never had to exicute a Renegade but we would if we have to. And Optanic Prime has no problems with us doing so if its nessasary. You still haven't met her, you'll like her. Anyhow, we can't let that mad mech run with the ranks. Even if we order that no one harms him, someone will kill him and personally at this point, I don't think I'd blame anyone. And if we lose Incendius, so be it. We have an army of Renegade now and I'm not going to allow Phasmatis to undermine our command or do what he thinks he can do with the troops.'
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Post by Neo Calrissian on Jun 3, 2010 5:43:20 GMT -5
Phasmatis watched the two bots walk away down the corridor. "Hm... an interesting coupling, to say the least. I grow tired of waiting to decide their fate for me. I think I shall have a little fun..." Opening a panel on his wrist, Phasmatis entered a combination of odd looking symbols, similar to ancient Cybetronian dialect. A hologram popped up on his HUD, and he chuckled as he tapped more controls in. "This should be good."
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Jun 9, 2010 13:02:09 GMT -5
'Hey! What are you doing in there?' One of the guards noticed Phasmatis' actions.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Jun 11, 2010 12:33:06 GMT -5
Just as Latyrx7 and Hoist were about to enter the lift, the guards called back to their commanders and explained that Phasmatis was up to something in his cell.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Jun 13, 2010 12:51:05 GMT -5
Latyrx7 and Hoist made it back in time to see Phasmatis playing around with some hologram on his wrist controls. The guards were ordered to open the door and to seize the prisoner.
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Post by Hoist on Jun 13, 2010 14:34:24 GMT -5
As the guards opened up Hoist readied himself and retracted one of his hands for his Ion/Null ray, an additional little upgrade over the years since the great ban of missiles and bombs due to the high increase of Energon weapons and Energon shielding. He still missed his old missile launcher and although he still had it in H-Lab removed it since the stock-piles of missiles and bombs over Cybertron were rounded up and stored an an undisclosed location.
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Post by Neo Calrissian on Jun 13, 2010 15:36:03 GMT -5
Phasmatis sighed as the the guards pulled him up and the two senior officers burst back in. He flicked his wrist, and with a soft *click* the panel closed, sealed, and melted back into his armor, as if it had never existed at all. "Back so soon? What is it now, you insufferable little people?" He smirked at the old fools in front of him. The results of his play time had been... rather spectacular. He was pleased that the pair would know of it soon enough.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Jun 16, 2010 12:49:41 GMT -5
Before Latyrx7 said anything, he intercepted a transmission from mission control, informing him of Incendius' actions. 'Guards. Put Phasmatis in energon cuffs. Bring him to the interogation room. And kill him if he tries anything!'
The group left the cell with Phasmatis in cuffs around his wrists and ankles. As the guards took him Phasmatis away, Latyrx7 and Hoist went to discuss what to do with the failed mission and this new problem of Incendius under Phasmatis' control.
End of Chapter 2.
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