Post by Neo Calrissian on Jan 31, 2011 6:25:16 GMT -5
As the heavy fire on the Spider's charging toxin launcher continued, it reared up and, with a shreak of pain, tried to smash itself down into the ground, on top of the group. As the fire intensified, the red lights burned fierecly for a second... And with a burst of green chemical and fire, the mecha spider promptly exploded. The Autobots sat in horror for a few seconds. Some tried to wipe the goop off them, some were checking to see if the others were all right. But with a sudden clank of metal, and the sound of a computer powering up, a voice boomed through the halls of Fort St. Pyrotron. "CONTAMINATION: REMOVED. SYSTEMS: ONLINE. DESIGNATES: PERCEPTOR, SMOKESCREEN, TORQUE. PROCEED TO LEVEL 14 FOR BRIEFING." Safecharm looked puzzled. "Level 14? There's no level four-" With that, the centre of the room, where the body of the first dead scientist had been found, parted, and an elevator shining with new parts and well-maintained glass rose up. Safecharm walked to Perceptor, and put a hand on his shoulder. "I'll look after him. Looks like someone wants to see you."
Post by Jazzman Crothers on Feb 1, 2011 16:31:03 GMT -5
As the thoughts of the damaged Autobot flooded his mind and the curiousity of this new development, Perceptor followed Torque's lead. 'Metaphorically, I am not one to leap into the darkness of the pit. However, there is a conundrum at foot and the quicker we solve this riddle the faster we aid all our comrades.'
Smokescreen followed his comrades, still trying to wipe the goop from the bottom of his feet - of which occasionally kept sticking to the floor. "And the faster we aid our comrades, the faster we get out of this slag-hole!", cheered Smokescreen.
Post by Neo Calrissian on Feb 7, 2011 17:09:23 GMT -5
As the trio stepped inside the elevator, the doors clamped shut. They got one last look at Safecharm, Brazier and the others, before the view shunted down and they disappeared. The three stood in total darkness for a good five minutes, before the ground shook and the doors opened once again. This time, they found themselves in a hall of binding light, stretching out, to all intents and purposes, as far as the eye could see. Dazzled for a second, they soon adjusted, and just as Perceptor was about to call out to see if anyone was there, a huge figure loomed around them. The voice sounded again. "GREETINGS, AUTOBOTS! YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED, OF THE FEW WHO HAVE ENTERED MY REALM, TO BECOME MY ENVOYS TO THE WORLD! YOU SHALL BRING VICTORY TO OUR CAUSE! BEHOLD, FOR I AM PRIME NOVA!"
Post by Neo Calrissian on Feb 9, 2011 6:22:52 GMT -5
The figure came into sharp focus. It seemed Cybetronian in shape, but ancient in design. The only truly recognizable feature was a golden autobrand, stamped across it's chest. Suddenly, the giant figure- or Prime Nova, as we should probably now call him- threw back his head and laughed a deep, rumbling laugh. "DO NOT BE AFEARED, AUTOBOTS! MY NAME HAS BEEN FORGOTTEN OVER MANY YEARS, BUT MY SPARK ENDURES, WITH THIS FORTRESS AS IT'S HOST! MANY YEARS AGO, I LEAD THE AUTOBOTS AS PRIME. BUT DURING A FEARSOME BATTLE WITH THE DECEPTICON LEADER, VAKUS, I WAS CRITICALLY INJURED! THUS, MY NOBLE WARRIORS INSTALLED ME INTO THE MAINFRAME OF THIS NOW ANCIENT BASE-FORT ST. PYROTRON! IN A SIMILAR WAY, I SHALL UPLOAD A PORTION OF MYSELF INTO EACH OF YOU, IMBUING YOU WITH GREAT STRENGTH! YOU WILL LEAD THE AUTOBOTS TO VICTORY, AND SLAY ALL OF THEIR ENEMIES! YOU SHALL BE REMEMBERED AS THE HEROES OF THIS WAR!"
"Forgive me for this, but as the ranking Security officer of us three, I believe there are a couple of questions we need answering. How do we know we can trust you? How do we know this isn't some elaborate trick? And what's to say that when you upload a portion of yourself into us, you wont simply take control of our bodies and use us to eliminate our friends and comrades? Again, I apologize, but there are things we need to know before we make any decisions."
Post by Jazzman Crothers on Feb 9, 2011 14:30:44 GMT -5
'I agree with Torque.' Said Perceptor, who was greatly annoyed here as he felt the three of them were being toyed with. And worse, Perceptor didn't think it was the real Nova Prime speaking to them. 'Why have we only been contacted now? We have been here for many cycles and only now you decide to make contact and have chosen us three for this task? What of the creature that attacked us? Was that your doing? Which leads me to my next question, how do we know your the real Nova Prime? And finally, how can you possibly make us stronger?'
"I think the Mecha Spider was the reason we weren't contacted sooner. I remember hearing 'Contamination: removed. Systems: Online.' just after it died. Not saying we trust him, yet, but it seems like there is a plausible reason why we weren't contacted sooner."
Smokescreen found himself being the only one that wasn't skpetical, in-part due to his out-going nature,. "Now this is the kind of bot to shake things up a little! Would guys relax! It's Prime Nova I'm sure he can answer all our questions!", replied the bot enthusiastically.
Post by Neo Calrissian on Feb 11, 2011 9:08:56 GMT -5
Nova Prime's face fell when he heard the words of Perceptor and Torque. "HAVE THE AUTOBOTS LOST THE TRUST FOR EACH OTHER THAT ONCE BOUND US SO STRONGLY? IT SADDENS ME, THAT EVEN AFTER ALL THIS TIME, MY WARRIORS HAVE FALLEN SO FAR. MY SPARK IS A WELL OF PURE ENERGY. WITH A PORTION OF IT WITHIN EACH OF YOU, YOU WILL BE GRANTED ALL OF MY STRENGTH, MY POWERS, AND MY SKILL! THIS YOU SHALL WIELD TO DESTROY NOT ONLY THE DECEPTICONS, BUT EVERY OTHER ONE OF THE AUTOBOT'S ENEMIES AS WELL! EVERY PITIFUL 'NEUTRAL'! EVERY EMPTY WHO SAT ON THEIR SKIDPLATE AND WATCHED THE WAR PAN OUT! EVERY AUTOBOT WHO DID NOT GO INTO BATTLE WITH THEIR COMRADES! STARTING WITH THOSE COWARDLY 'SCIENTISTS' IN MY FORTRESS! COME, AUTOBOTS, EMBRACE YOUR DESTINY!"
"Woah, whoah, woah!" Interupted Smokescreen, "A little boost is one thing - but the empties?! The Neutrals! I think all that power and energy has gone to your head over the years! You ain't touchin' us!", continues the bot getting slightly flustered and a bit angry.
"Your not touching us! Any Autobot that picks on other Autobots and Neutrals is a traitor and as bad as the Decepticons", barked the bot as he backed away.
"Looks like I hit the nail on the head about him wanting us to slaughter our allies. No true Autobot would wish to harm any of their allies, whether they be a scientist, an Empty or a Neutral. The scientists are helping to upgrade and repair us, as well as come up with new battle strategies. The Neutrals are entitled to stay out of the war for what ever reasons they have. And the Empties can't be expected to fight because of their chronic fuel shortages, though I except they would if they had a good fuel supply.
What is the real reason you summoned us here. Want to take our bodies and use them to wipe out the Autobots you see as cowards and take control of those who make good warriors?"
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