The End?

[ogicsucks]

*A gigantic explosion rocks the center of Autobot City. When the flames begin to die down, a figure can be seen climbing from the crater. Prowl and Roadbuster climb from cover, and the Sarge moves ahead to investigate

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[cyberwolf3]

*Shadow snarls and emerges from cover, shaking the debris from her back and hackles* You first, freak! *she pulls a frag grenade from subspace with her working hand, yanks out the pin with her thumb and hurls it at the Deadite*

[bebopbot]

Broadcast clambers over some chunks of a former wall and stares, first at the guy who appears to be the evil dude, then at the canine-styled mechanoids with Autobot symbols. "Now this is a trippy war zone," he comments, not directing it at anyone in particular. He didn't recognize the insignias on the mechs who had been chasing him, but the scenario is obvious enough: 'Bots versus bad guys.

The small screen in the middle of his chest flashes colors and then displays a number that increases from fifty to one hundred fifty. Then he turns his arms so that a pair of circular features are facing toward Deadite Prowl. Whether the mech is susceptible to sound frequency attacks, well, he'll find out in a few minutes.

[1_true_leader]

There, from the sky, it's a bird -- it's a plane -- it's --

Wait, it is a plane. Starscream, still quite infused with his purple glowyness, comes to land beside Prowl. He eyes the spot where Roadbuster had been a moment before, then glances to Shadow and takes note of the odd-looking little silver bot also nearby. "Our forces have dwindled rather spectacularly."

He narrows his optics at Deadite Prowl. "I'm beginning to understand what it must feel like to be an Autobot, fighting against insurmountable evil. And you are abhorrently unnatural."

The Matrix save us if Starscream starts spouting vocabulary one would hear from Sunstorm.

"This needs to end, now." Violet lightning crackles around his arms, ready to be unleashed -- providing someone else doesn't do something first.

((I think that aside from Jetfire and Ash, that's word from what's left of our City Team.))

[cyberwolf3]

*Shadow glances over at the jet, visibly suppressing the 'Decepticon-shoot it!' instinct* Agreed. I vote we rush the thing, don't give it a chance to touch us.