* A lone F-15C flies over, barrel rolling, a strange alien insignia on one stabilizer.... It transforms mid air at less than 100 feet off the ground, and a large humanoid robot lands, skidding across the pavement on its feet, ripping the road apart*
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*Walks up* Well I'll be damned. I never thought I'd see the day I'd see another cybertronian. Not after all that Unicron shit.
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*glares at you.* *says nothing, walks towards palace*
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Which one are you? Startscream? Skywarp? Thundercracker?
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*his bio is in the Dojo Bio thread. Imagine a bayformers style combo of deathstroke, starscream, and Ghostrider.*
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Ok. Well in that case. *Grabs my jet pack and flies up to its head* Hello?
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FLESHLING, WHERE ARE THE IGNUS AND VOLGUS STATIONED HERE?
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They left. As far as I know.
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You're paying for that.
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*it stands ups straight, a sheath on its back alongside what appears to be a shotgun with a pistol grip. The jet's cannon slides forward on its wrist, and two rocket racks slide up over its shoulders. It begins searching, and speaking in a strange language*
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*Gasps* *Replies in perfect cybertronian* [i]How dare you. That's a rude to say.[/i]
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[spoiler]he's communicating to an unknown source[/spoiler]
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I see. So you weren't talking to me, or Felix. Nevertheless, I must go. *Leaves*