Transformers: Conquest [IC/FT/Open/Signup First]

[Pax Cybertronian]

TRANSFORMERS: CONQUEST
The IC Thread

Introduction

The Decepticons have finally won the Great War. This story takes place around the late-26th Century-early-27th Century.

The Great War was a conflict between the Autobots and the Decepticons which started after Megatron rallied together a small army, manipulating them into believing that they were fighting for societal and political reform, and they assassinated the Senate. The Autobots then splintered from the Decepticons after Ultra Magnus realized Megatron's true intentions. Thus, Cybertron was plunged into an eons-long civil war, eventually expanding across the known galaxy. Finally, it reached Earth, where the war reached boiling point. Humanity ascended in technology, eventually becoming equal to the Cybertronians, and they forced all Cybertronians into the Allowed Zone, but the Cybertronians soon broke out of it and the war merely increased in violence and brutality.

Until eventually, at the Battle for Cybertron, the Decepticons ransacked Iacon and forced the Autobots and the Neutrals to flee Cybertron, and they scattered throughout the cosmos. But the Autobots haven't given up, even with this loss - even though they face war on all sides: the Human Confederacy seek to fight both them and the Decepticons, and the Decepticons seek to rebuild the Cybertronian Empire. The Galactic Council are also growing tired with the Great War in general. On New Iacon, the Autobots are divided between Star Sabre's fascist regime, and Alpha Magnus's resistance movement, while New Cybertron seek to rebuild their army to retake Cybertron and defeat the Decepticons once and for all, and, of course, there are potentially hundreds of different crews and small armies fighting their own war for one reason or another.

And now, Transwarp technology has been developed, allowing characters to travel through time, from the past, to the far-future. The High Lords - ruling government of the Decepticons on Cybertron - seek to utilize it to consolidate their rule, while others simply seek to observe and rectify the wrongs of the past, if need be. Everyone's goals about Transwarp technology varies, and no one faction is unified in what they should do with it...

OOC Thread is located here.

Rules
OP: Pax Cybertronian
Co-Ops: Currently N/A, though that may change.

1. As OP, and thus, I am essentially Primus, and as such my word is law. My Co-Ops shall also receive some of my divine power, and thus their word must also be obeyed.
2. No Godmodding, no Metagaming and no Autohitting. Characters are going to die, though if you attack someone, intending to decapitate them, then the person being killed must respond to that or evade first.
3. Don't act like an arsehole; treat your fellow players with respect.
4. There is no strict limit on how many characters you can have. Though I would prefer one well-written character rather than ten poorly-written ones.
5. No OOC drama is allowed. I'd rather you have fun than be engaged in an argument.
6. If your character is a spy, please show him gaining information rather than him knowing it off the bat.
7. Put some effort into your post. A small paragraph is preferable to a one-liner.
8. No Mary Sue's allowed. Give them a weakness or two to combat their strengths.
9. If you plan on leaving the RP for either a little bit or permanently, please let us know beforehand.
10. This does not take place in any continuity; just my own. A character's characterization, their appearance and anything else may be changed..
11. Anyone who break these rules will have three strikes, and after that they shall be killed by Megatron himself!
12. If you want to play as a typical "Maximal" or "Predacon"; for now, please just have them participate as an Autobot or a Decepticon. The Maximals and the Predacons may be created as factions later. Also, I will be making advanced claims on Optimus Prime, Star Sabre, Alpha Magnus, Megatron and Starscream for plotting reasons.

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http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Category:Maximals
http://tfwiki.net/wiki/Category:Predacons

[Pax Cybertronian]

Cybertron: The High Pavilions

Megatron sat on a ginormous golden Cybertonium throne inside the High Pavilions, his left servo resting on his face. It had been years if not decades since he conquered Cybertron and forced the Autobots to the stars. He remembered it vividly: the ransacking of Iacon, torching the Autobase and murdering half of the Autobots inside, and finally, Megatron, Starscream and the rest of the Conclave forced Ultra Magnus to sign the Tyrest Accords and flee Cybertron. The Decepticons were thus granted amnesty for any and all war crimes, and many of the Autobots absconded Cybertron. Still, countless Autobots remained here; some were even in the ranks of the Builder Assembly - which Megatron ruled over. Around Megatron, purple Decepticon banners were adorned throughout the room, wafting in the gentle breeze. Eradicons dotted the room, armed-to-the-teeth to murder any assassins or treasonous lieutenants - or anyone who Megatron wanted dead, really.

Finally, Megatron pressed his index and middle fingers to his helm, and communicated with an obedient A.I. "Send in my advisors and any nearby members of the Assembly," Megatron ordered. "I want them here as soon as possible. Tell them I'm summoning them for a meeting regarding our precious traitor: the Guardian of Order."

Megatron then stood up from his golden throne and walked towards the centre of the room, while ensuring his fusion cannon remained on his arm. There, he stood vigilantly, unnerving some of the nearby Eradicons.

[Parcia]

High Cybertronian orbit, Asteroid-23423-C-56

The asteroid had been in high orbit around the machine planet for...untold centuries at this point, dormant, and unassuming. No one really knew how such a hunk of rock came in to a surprisingly stable orbit around the planet, even during the hell that was the great war, no one questioned its existence and while there had been defense guns pointed at it on the half chance that its orbit decayed. Yet, over the years, it lost interest, and when it's orbit began to slowly, slowly decay over the waning years of the war, the same guns did not notice.

And then, right around the time a certain Decepticon leader was calling his subordinates to come to him, the asteroid...Woke up. A surge of radiation, similar to the spike found when a dormant piece of cybertronian technology powered on after an extended time in dormancy. Then the orbit would decay rapidly, as if some great force was throwing off its center of gravity.

It would seem to home in on the before mentioned leader, as if driven by some great force. At this point the guns would open up on the asteroid, shattering off multiple pieces of it's outer shell, revealing an inner shell of a mysterious, shining metal. Each time a shell would hit it, it would simply glance off, not even leaving a dent in the shell of the re-entry vehicle.


It would begin to slow the closer to its target, with more and more guns opening up on it. With a thundering crash, it would land in the courtyard just outside of the great hall that Megatron stood in.

[Shark isle]

1869
Colorado
Earth
" Ezekiel Brown! You and your boys are going down!" The voice came from a young sheriff's deputy as he chased a group of five men across the desert. The deputy's name was Harold Sanderson and the men he was chasing were a gang of cattle rustlers led by a cut-throat named Ezekiel Brown. As he chased the men across the desert, Harold noticed it was getting winder by the minute. Suddenly, a great dust storm appeared and engulfed both the rustlers and Harold. Harold immediately put on his bandanna and charged into the dust storm in a attempt to find the rustlers.

[Pax Cybertronian]

Cybertron: The High Pavilions: Courtyard

Gnashteeth soared over the streets of Iacon in his Beast Mode. Long it has been controlled by the Decepticons, and the Resistance, though it may be in their nascence, could never dream of conquering this palace. Not without being forced to kill every last one of these beings. He once considered transforming into a purple fire-breathing Jurassanoid - the Cybertronian equivalent of a Tyrannosaurus rex - but once he saw a gargantuan Dragonbot breathing fire and crushing several Autobots, which he always sought after, he scanned that instead. After travelling to a planet called Nirn, he decided to spruce up his beast-mode, altering it to rewsemble their God of Destruction: Alduin.

Gnashteeth peered down at the courtyard below, and saw a ginormous heavily-armed Dinobot below him. Perhaps he could curry Megatron's favour and even manipulate him into doing his bidding if he retrieved Grimlock, who he recognized somewhat. He swooped down to just a few metres above him - enough to be able to easily dodge if his offer backfired and retaliate.

"Grimlock! I have an offer for you!" Gnashteeth claimed. "Yessss... I know you love to destroy! That you are, perhaps, unsatisfied with the Autobot chain-of-command! They won't let you destroy whatever you want, will they? Well, I would like to give you a chance to be able to destroy unrestrained! Join the Decepticons, and you'll be able to terrorize and destroy whatever you like! Well, do you accept? Will you destroy the Autobots for the Decepticons?"

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Cybertron: The High Pavilions: The Laboratory

A Vehicon courier ran down a flight of metal steps, all the way to a large Laboratory. He managed to run up to Starscream: a Phase-Sixer who eventually managed to become the Aerospace Commander of the Aerospace Legions, who was currently viewing a ginormous dust storm ensuing in 1869 Colorado. All around Starscream was almost an entire legion of scientists scurrying around machinery trying to comprehend what was going on. "Lord Starscream! Megatron has summoned you!" the courier said.

Starscream turned around and looked down at the courier."Tell Megatron to wait a few nanokliks! I'm busy!" Starscream ordered. "Some fleshlings have got trapped in our dust storm!"

"Hey!" Starscream bellowed. "Activate the Space Bridge and bring the dust storm here! We'll experiment on these... organic lifeforms..."

"It's urgent!" the courier responded. "It's about the Resistance building in Protohex!"

Starscream sighed in annoyance and then commenced a casual stride up the staircase and towards the hall. "Fine. I'll be there in a few nanokliks. Tell them to keep an eye on the organics."

[Shark isle]

Cybertron: The High Pavilions: Courtyard

Gnashteeth soared over the streets of Iacon in his Beast Mode. Long it has been controlled by the Decepticons, and the Resistance, though it may be in their nascence, could never dream of conquering this palace. Not without being forced to kill every last one of these beings. He once considered transforming into a purple fire-breathing Jurassanoid - the Cybertronian equivalent of a Tyrannosaurus rex - but once he saw a gargantuan Dragonbot breathing fire and crushing several Autobots, which he always sought after, he scanned that instead. After travelling to a planet called Nirn, he decided to spruce up his beast-mode, altering it to rewsemble their God of Destruction: Alduin.

Gnashteeth peered down at the courtyard below, and saw a ginormous heavily-armed Dinobot below him. Perhaps he could curry Megatron's favour and even manipulate him into doing his bidding if he retrieved Grimlock, who he recognized somewhat. He swooped down to just a few metres above him - enough to be able to easily dodge if his offer backfired and retaliate.

"Grimlock! I have an offer for you!" Gnashteeth claimed. "Yessss... I know you love to destroy! That you are, perhaps, unsatisfied with the Autobot chain-of-command! They won't let you destroy whatever you want, will they? Well, I would like to give you a chance to be able to destroy unrestrained! Join the Decepticons, and you'll be able to terrorize and destroy whatever you like! Well, do you accept? Will you destroy the Autobots for the Decepticons?"

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Cybertron: The High Pavilions: The Laboratory

A Vehicon courier ran down a flight of metal steps, all the way to a large Laboratory. He managed to run up to Starscream: a Phase-Sixer who eventually managed to become the Aerospace Commander of the Aerospace Legions, who was currently viewing a ginormous dust storm ensuing in 1869 Colorado. All around Starscream was almost an entire legion of scientists scurrying around machinery trying to comprehend what was going on. "Lord Starscream! Megatron has summoned you!" the courier said.

Starscream turned around and looked down at the courier."Tell Megatron to wait a few nanokliks! I'm busy!" Starscream ordered. "Some fleshlings have got trapped in our dust storm!"

"Hey!" Starscream bellowed. "Activate the Space Bridge and bring the dust storm here! We'll experiment on these... organic lifeforms..."

"It's urgent!" the courier responded. "It's about the Resistance building in Protohex!"

Starscream sighed in annoyance and then commenced a casual stride up the staircase and towards the hall. "Fine. I'll be there in a few nanokliks. Tell them to keep an eye on the organics."

As Harold was running through the dust storm, he was suddenly greeted with a gun shot. Harold let a curse and said," Those damn rustlers are shooting at me!" Harold then fired a shot back and heard a scream of pain, he had obviously hit someone. In return, several more shots were fired at Harold. Harold then fell to the ground to avoid the bullets and continued to shoot at the rustlers, unaware of the Cybertronians getting ready to take them into their lab.

[-The Eurasian Empire-]

Lord Ferriok would be informed of a meeting at the High Pavilions.By his Voloricon droid that was a receiver for messages of importance that he'd sometimes play attention to, while his constant re-organisation of historicals in the Library would keep him busy with preserving the history of Cybertron, with Great War between the Decepticons and the Autobots, every detail was looked at slowly to make sure the correct information has evidence and facts of the historical incidents during the war and the lives of the citizenry, that hasn't been propagandized by the State to show they were good guys, some keep of righteous saviors of Savior, they were to him, but they had dark sides that must remain in the light and never erased.As State officials would wish but would have accidents, when attempting to breach the defensives of the Hall of Records, that would be technological error in the system or loose pipeline or something that killed them instantly, even it was the defense protocols to eliminate anyone that was not the Record-Keeper that residents within the facility to protect the knowledge of the ancestors that can before, the heroes of both sides, which the Hall was formerly Autobot headquarters during the battle of Lacon, Ferrok clearly reminded that it was poisoning to him to use a place of knowledge and wisdom for military purposes, it was disgraceful.He had stressed during those times to protect the flooding information that daily was on the brink of destruction with the Autobots and Decepticons duking it out in the city and the close to the hall.That caused him to construct devices and Defenicons(Defense Bots) to keep people out, even the highest of officials in the New Government controlled by the Lord Megatron.Overall, he was a loyalist to the Decepticon despite eradication of some of his comrades trying to get into the facility.He scrolls through the data core of the Library on the Guardian of Order, calculating to have no information on a figure, that disturbed him with the High Pavilions noting him as a traitorous fool to the Decepticon cause.Wishing to collect information on this individual for Historian purposes, a drone was released from the Library with identification codes of 895-0 to be scan for entrance into the High Pavilions, for Ferrok to communicate with the High Lords and the Emperor on the state of the matter while remaining in the Library, with being a giantron of his species, demonicons.The estimated arrival of the drone is 8 minutes.

[The Imperial Regions of Commerce]

The Laboratory

The Laboratory of the The High Pavilions was indeed a marvel. The latest technology and cutting edge machinery and equipment would impress any scientist, except one. Shockwave. The Decepticon would be in a private room than the main room in the Laboratory. Shockwave despised this laboratory. He saw it inferior in every way to his private laboratory. Shockwave's laboratory was perhaps the scariest and most horrifying place to the average Decpeticon, or Autobot for that matter. There he had experimented on countless bots. Brutal, gruesome, and twisted experiments. It was a place shrouded in mystery. Only a select few Decpeticons had ever been in there, but the rumors arose almost instantaneously.

The sole yellow optic stared directly into the squinting eyes of the autobot. Shockwave was doing another damage test, this time with electricity. Sharpnel would have loved it. Behind a see though capsule was an Autobot prisoner. His right leg was missing, and the left side of his body had been scorched. He was extended over a small circular trapdoor by five rods that jutted out from the wall, and it held him in place by spearing into his body. Energon was gushing out of the poor bot, and muffled cries could be heard from outside the chamber. Shockwave was typing something on a nearby monitor. He then turned and placed his hands on the main monitor. He pressed a red button. From inside the chamber a small metallic pole came out from the wall. Shockwave then found a switch. He turned it to the lowest setting, and immediately bolts of electricity came shooting forth from the pole. Shockwave observed how the Prisoner tried to resist but he could see him struggling. He raised it to the next setting. The amount of electricity shooting out was doubled, and the prisoner was caught off guard and he let out a howling scream. His barely functional left arm tried to grab the pole, but it eventually fell off and fell to the bottom of the chamber. Shockwave then skipped two more settings and turned it to the highest one. The electricity exploded out from the pole and the Autobot yelled so loud that guarding Vehicons outside the room could hear it. Shockwave pulled the lever down to the lowest setting then turned it off altogether. He observed the dangling corpse. The pole then retracted and returned into the wall. Another metallic pole extended outward, but it had a claw. The pole shot out and stabbed into the dead Autobot's chest. It pulled out his very spark, and then retracted. After a few seconds, the spark module shot out from a pipe and right into Shockwave's hand. He placed it in a chest full of dozens of other sparks of his previous victims. The Decpeticon slammed his fist into a large yellow button, which made the rods keeping the carcass in place retract. The corpse fell abruptly to the bottom of the chamber, and the trapdoor opened. The remains fell into a gargantuan smelting pit. While Shockwave was typing his concluding report, a Vehicon entered the room.

"Sir, Lord Megatron request your presence. The meeting is about to begin."

The Vehicon appeared visibly uncomfortable, and his voice box pronounced the words nervously. Shockwave slowly turned around, and his yellow optic pierced into his very spark.

"Affirmative."

Shockwave then exited the small room, and then made his way to the throne room for the High Lords. In the hallways fellow Decpeticons got quiet and tried not to make eye contact with Shockwave. Shockwave entered the throne room, and he bowed before Megatron.

"My lord, Shockwave, reporting."

[Parcia]

The aging bot climbed out of the small reentry pod, standing up and stretching his joints and serves with loud, audible pops. He took a moment to survey the area. His internal clock, the one he set to remain active in his sleep, told him he had been out of the fight for some years.

A low rumbling, almost growl came from his throat at the sight of the enemy's banner over what was once his allies home. When the dragon, a young bit he did not recognize, swooped down and began to speak to him.

"Lot has changed...autobots lost...sad." He looked around, eyeing the other guards as they held him at gun point. "it been many years since war end, deceptions win...sad."

He looked up at the bot. "You think me simple, you wrong, busted voice box, Grimlock likely smarter then you, young one." He tilted his head as his scanners. Booted online, and he growled even louder now. "I sense the arch traitor, you take me."

[Pax Cybertronian]

Cybertron: The High Pavilions
Starscream walked up the staircase, having passed many Eradicons frightened at the unnatural combination of a Phase-Sixer and an Aerospace Commander. Though he kept it hidden, he loved it: the fear increased his ego, since he was, of course, the "great and glorious Starscream". At least that is what he called himself. He then turned towards Shockwave and stood beside him. "'O' wise leader, I have arrived," Starscream stated, placing his servo on his chassis and bowing out of a sense of arrogance.

Megatron nodded and grabbed a holographic projector. He then pressed a button on the side of the circular projector, displaying a holographic image of Lio Convoy: the Guardian of Order, who betrayed the Autobots and Decepticons who reside on here. "This here, is the Guardian of Order, who betrayed us and exposed our rigging of the Games for our amusement. He now leads the ever-growing Resistance."

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Cybertron: The High Pavilions: Courtyard
"You mistake me for a fool, Grimlock," Gnashteeth responded, transforming into his Beast Mode. "I give you a chance to fight with the winning team: the victors of the Great War! This banner here represents our victory against the Autobots, who ungratefully broke away from us when we overthrew the Senate! I would recommend you join us, Grimlock. I am a member of the High Lords, and by mandate we are decreed to be powerful and for each and every one of us to retain a good level of cunning. What will it be? Will you join us? Because it'll be such a shame if you and I have to fight because you're too stubborn to fight for a dead cause. A cause purged from our rightful home world and spread to the stars, where they belong."

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Cybertron: The High Pavilions: Courtyard
"Careful now," one of the scientists ordered. "We don't want to bring them in yet, now do we?"

"I'd argue, sir," another scientist piped up, "that we should experiment on them. Merge him with cybernetic componenets and see what happens."

The head scientist nodded and pressed a button on a machine, causing the Space Portal to begin to pull in everyone: Harold and even the Rustlers.

[Parcia]

Grimlock pondered the Young bot's words. "Grimlock respects power, yes, Grimlock despises the weak, those who cower under those over them, who lord their master's power over others and no use it."

He took his sword hilt off from his belt section, as well as his shield emitter. "But Grimlock hates only one thing more: When those in power abuse it." He lit both of them, sending a red flash of light as the cleaver like blade and shield came to life in a crackle of red hard light. "You, Child, Lord your powers over others, yet refrain from using it, are you scarred, young one? You hear of Grimlock's battles, so you quiver at the sight of me."

He paused, pointing the tip of the blade up at the dragon. "Now, you take me to arch traitor, so i speak to him, and maybe you will live to see another day."

[-The Eurasian Empire-]

"Greetings, Lord Megatron, what has the likes of your humble historian and lord of Knowledge in our glorious history since the destruction of the Autobots that poisoned this world for a millennia? And may I question what purpose does the clown have with this summoning?" Stated Lord Ferrok with using the word clown to describe Starscream, as he appears in holographic form the projector from the drone, he sent to attend to the meeting while remaining within the Hall of Records.

[Pax Cybertronian]

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Cybertron: The High Pavilions: Courtyard

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"Oh, I'm not scared of you, noooo. Why would I be scared of an Autobot," Gnashteeth responded, chuckling darkly. He landed on the ground in front of Grimlock. "By "Arch-Traitor", I presume you mean Megatron. Fine. I'll take you there; I was going to a meeting of his anyway."

Gnashteeth transformed into his robot mode, muttering "relic" under his breath. "Follow me," he ordered, while summoning two Eradicon guards to follow him, and he then began to walk towards the High Pavilions.

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Cybertron: The High Pavilions

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"The hologram here shows Lio Convoy, our former Guardian of Order who betrayed us," Megatron explained. "As you may know, he bears an Energon Matrix: a conduit that uses energy from Vector Sigma to create new protoforms. He now leads the Resistance, and their home base is situated in Protohex, located around the south pole of Cybertron. Their resistance movement is quickly growing, but we can still repel it," Megatron explained. "We just need to find a good way to annihilate them for the good of mechakind and, more importantly, to ensure that our reign is eternal. Now, our latest invention: the Transwarp Drive, may ensure our reign is eternal. It can travel into the past and the future, and we can alter it in our favour if necessary. We have thus began tests through the past to collect warriors there and experiment on them, while also learning about time travel."

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[Mechanikopolia]

The Shadow of Stars landed in a nearby dock. Solarus, Stingrax, and Volken disembarked. "Oi, it's great to have me feet back on Cyber-firma, what about you blokes?", Stingrax asked. "I agree, it is good to be off ship, maybe we will grab some shots of Energon?" Volken replied, "But not for you, you get way to crazy, Crazy". "CRAZY, MATE I AIN'T BLOOMIN CRAZY!!!" Stingrax shouted. "Hey, could you two show some discipline, we are getting our net contract". Solarus said, turning around. "We're there anyways". he said as they entered.

[-The Eurasian Empire-]

Ferrok would remain silent throughout the prolong of the issue and recent development in deceptacon sciences of time travel that caught his interests, the drone would be recording the hold thing live for indoctrination to the Library's mainframe for future deceptacons of worthiness to see the information by their predecessors although having to face Lord Ferrok, if one of foolish nature wishes to destroy it.The demonicon will be alive and ready to terminate those that wish to harm his most prized possessions of excessive knowledge of the universe."Permission to speak, my lord." Said Ferrok, wishing to make comment on this debriefing by Megatron.

[The Knockout Gun Gals]

New Iacon
Red Alert

Red Alert has been quietly on his own works. Star Sabre's regime is a very oppressive and fasistic one, but the other alternative is not quite the best either. Star Sabre is a generous ruler, when you allied with him or at the very least supported of his actions and decisions on the field. Then again, the other alternative is to rebel, which is not good for him, he wasn't that interested involved in the open battle but more on working for the science and medical sections. Perhaps for the best, seeing that he lost his left arm in the Decepticon's Final Assault on Autobot.

"Let's see..." currently he is in the process of reviewing whatever left at the medical and science records and technologies available from the gathered ones.

[Pax Cybertronian]

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Cybertron: The High Pavilions

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"Permission granted, Ferrok," Megatron obliged. "What do you have to say?"

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Cybertron: The High Pavilions: Courtyard

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Gnashteeth was just about to enter the High Pavilions when he noticed the crew of the Shadows of Stars docked. He pressed two digits to his forehelm. "Your target is Optimus Prime, traitor to the Decepticon cause who travels the galaxy in the Ark. His bounty is one billion Shanix, which has been agreed to by High Command. Kill him, and you shall be given that bounty. His bio specifications shall be uploaded to your HUD."

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New Iacon

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"Red Alert!" Star Sabre exclaimed. Star Sabre walked into the room, and one noticeable feature was that a red cape adorned his chassis. He walked up to Red Alert. "We need more soldiers for the war effort. How much sentio metallico have you got?"

[Mechanikopolia]

Solarus received the transmission. Turning, he said "Our target is Optimus Prime, for 1 billion Shanix, that's enough to keep the Shadow running for decades". "Optimus bloody PRIME, mate, even I'm not crazy enough to go after him" Stingrax said. "So you admit that you're crazy" said Volken "anyways, I assume that specs have been given to you?". "You bet, now to get fuel and parts, the port engine pod has been having trouble". The three then left to find the supplies required for the journey ahead.

[The Palmetto]

Cybertron: The High Pavilions

The Tripredacus Council members entered the pavilion adorned in expensive, crimson robes, remaining quiet as they look at the pavilions around them. On the edges of the group. Sea Clamp remained calm and contained, while Ram Horn looked as if he could start fighting at any moment. Cicadacon, all the while, was standing in the middle, looking directly at Megatron and the hologram. He glared at the hologram of Lio Convoy, before looking at Megatron with a sinister smile.

"Greetings, Lord Megatron. We have come here as you have requested, and it appears that the resistance is the topic of debate. They must be stopped at all costs, to secure our grip on Cybertron and its various colonies," Ciacadacom remarked. Defeating a rebellion was tricky business, and though his preferred strategy was to give in to some of their demands to make the government look cooperative, but make sure that nothing is allowed to hamper their control, Megatron would never support this idea.

"If you know where they are, why haven't you blown them off the face of Cybertron!? We can destroy planets, decimate armies, and enslave entire races, and your concern is over a group of slag-eating, backwater rebels?! Unleash a plague on them, drop millions of bombs, maybe even do both! The best strategy for dealing with rebels is complete and utter decimation, no matter how many civilians die!" Ram Horn loudly suggested, clenching his fist. He was rarely one to think before he acts, and it was even rarer for him to act self-contained.

"If it were that easy, Lio Convoy's mangled husk would be on hanging from the highest cyber-tree right now," Cicadacon commented, letting out a small sigh. Ram Horn was a long time colleague, but he would always been frustrated by his companion's rage.

"It would be logical for us to attempt to destroy them from the inside out. We could send a spy to their camps, but, we need to be cautious about it. I would suggest wiping one of our loyalist's mind clean and replacing it with fake memories to make them truly believe they a freedom fighter. Meanwhile, we would place a secret A.I. in their systems it's a copy of their original memories and instruct them on what to do. Once they get into a position of high power, the A.I. would re-install the old memories and from there, they would use their power to make the rebels commit suicidal tactical actions, while also creating ideologically rifts between the leaders of the faction. If it goes as planned, they will divide into multiple smaller, unorganized factions devoid of resources and morale. Regions under their control will fall to us, and remaining guerrilla fighters would be eradicated," Sea Clamp suggested, keeping his usual monotonous voice as he spoke.

[-The Eurasian Empire-]

"Oh? Good suggestions.....for a bunch of savages," remarked Ferrok, as he was interrupted for speaking by these barbarians."Although, I side with the Sea Lion on taking the resistance out from the side.It's most pleasant to see the reaction being eaten from within by a scraplit, my possessions pets that keep trespassers out of the territory surrounding the Library.As, My lord, I do apologies for anyone sent there for me..." Smirked Ferrok,"Now, Sea lion, have you taken in account of Lio's records....? He is not to be undermined in your philosophy of dividing their forces by a slave, his ever watching eye and fellow autobots of those experienced in dealing with intruders will be a challenge......What is your plan B? If all fails, I hope it's not Ram's ridiculousness of risking civilian casualties, we need not have our citizenry join the enemy by the government's lack of insuring their protection against terrorists, costing their loyalty to the Benevolent Emperor of the Deceptacons, Lord Megatron.....You should take note of my words from a librarian and demonicon, we shall play the hands with knowledge and destruction in the universe as more wisdom can be gain by my brotheran..." Ferrok said with medium glorifying of his species, not much as he deters himself from having an ego or personality with emotions being the rot of all evil to damnation of becoming weak instead of strong in his eyes.

[Pax Cybertronian]

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Cybertron: The High Pavilions

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"If we massacre the entirety of Protohex now, we risk attracting the likes of the Galactic Council and the Black Block Consortia, and many of our civilians would rebel, seeing the Resistance as heroic martyrs. Even further resistance would be formed. The Autobots on New Cybertron would use it as an opportunity to rally an army together here to attempt to retake Cybertron - something that you, Ram Horn, seem to forget," Megatron responded, glaring at Ram Horn. He then affixed his attention onto Ram Horn's accomplice, Sea Clamp.

"I am planning on ordering the Inquisition to create Neogens: 'bots part of the "new generation" with false memories implanted into their brain module to create a fake life. They shall act as sleeper agents, and . The same shall be done with those in Protohex. I just need to find someone to plant the Neogens just like Triton is doing on New Cybertron," Megatron responded.

"If we do kidnap Lio Minor, he cannot be held in Iacon. That would likely lead to the premature devastation of Iacon on part of the Resistance to break out their little compatriot," Megatron responded. "What's to say they don't just invade Iacon, break out Lio Minor out of prison, and raid the Pavilions? I have a candidate: Nyon. It is located far away from Iacon, but not too close to Protohex; it is also rather secluded and heavily-fortified, and it is located in the heart of the Manganese Mountains. I will also authorize the Alchemor to be utilized as a prison ship for non-compliant citizens, Decepticon traitors, Autobot prisoners, and members of the Resistance."

He then turned to Ferrok. "My Plan B is to temporarily relocate to a colony planet - such as Tripredacus - and then form an army to retake Cybertron. Anything valuable, like classified information, will be immediately teleported to Cybertron. Several structures shall also be detonated to kill as many of the rampaging Resistance members as possible. Generals throughout the Constellate will be directed towards Cybertron, and a bounty shall be placed on Lio Convoy's helm. On that note..."

Megatron grabbed another hologram and placed up a "Wanted!" poster with Lio Convoy's face on the cover. "My suggestion gave me an idea," he explained. "We put a bounty on Lio Convoy. If they bring us the corpse of Lio Convoy, they receive a high amount of Shanix. We can also offer them to look more like a Resistance member; using the alt-mode of a Dragonbot, a Cybercat, or a Jurassanoid, and then use them to infiltrate their ranks and sow discord with their high command, destroying the Resistance from the inside out."

Suddenly, Gnashteeth finally walked inside. "My sincerest apologies for my late arrival, my lord," Gnashteeth apologized. He wasn't truly sorry; he really couldn't care less. He had arrived from a meeting with the rest of the Darksyders over on Eukaris several light-years. "I was occupied with the arrival of a Dinobot after I returned from a meeting with my Darksyders on Eukaris. An ancient one at that. He's looking for this "arch-traitor". I would say that he would be a good ally to the Decepticons, and, if he allies with us, we can use him to destroy the Resistance. Perhaps we should use him to convince Lio Convoy into fighting him? If he attempts to attack anyone, we should all be powerful enough to kill him. Also, I have placed a bounty on Optimus Prime's head for one billion Shanix. That traitor should, hopefully, be killed soon. With Optimus's death we shall show everyone that rebelling against the Decepticons is futile. You will eventually be killed for your treason, yesss."

[Parcia]

Grimlock strolled in behind Gnashteeth, taking his time, even putting on a bit of a confident saunter.

He stayed quiet for a moment, taking in the prospective plans of the Deceptacons. It wasn't long before the low hum of his lit weapons attracted some attention, and a call for the guards to enter the room was sent out. As the clanking of metallic feet got closer, he took this moment to make him self known.

He walked in to the center of the room, rather roughly shoving the younger deceptcon out of the way, and spoke. "Long time no see, traitor." He put on what could pass for as a smile, and pointed his cleaver like blade at Megatron. "We have things to finish."

[Pax Cybertronian]

"So, Gnashteeth," Megatron inquired, "I see you've brought Grimlock here. I'll admit, I've always wanted to claim the helm of the Autobot warrior. Once he's dead, I'll use this to incite fear in the Resistance. I presume you've heard the tales of Grimlock during the Great War?"

"Yes, my lord," Gnashteeth replied while scowling aggressively at Grimlock. "I say we all rally together and kill him now."

"I'll tend with the ancient Autobot myself," Megatron ordered. "But do what you will, Gnashteeth."

Gnashteeth proceeded to transform into his dragonbot mode and opened the doors to the palace. At any moment, he was prepared to fire a wave of fire at Grimlock. Meanwhile, Starscream activated his Fusion Cannon and prepared himself, stepping into a fighting stance.

Megatron then aimed his Fusion Cannon at Grimlock, and a purple blast of energy began to form, and the Fusion Cannon began to hum. After a few seconds, the humming stopped, and Megatron fired a purple ball of dark matter at Grimlock, aiming for the centre of his chassis.

[Parcia]

"So, Gnashteeth," Megatron inquired, "I see you've brought Grimlock here. I'll admit, I've always wanted to claim the helm of the Autobot warrior. Once he's dead, I'll use this to incite fear in the Resistance. I presume you've heard the tales of Grimlock during the Great War?"

"Yes, my lord," Gnashteeth replied while scowling aggressively at Grimlock. "I say we all rally together and kill him now."

"I'll tend with the ancient Autobot myself," Megatron ordered. "But do what you will, Gnashteeth."

Gnashteeth proceeded to transform into his dragonbot mode and opened the doors to the palace. At any moment, he was prepared to fire a wave of fire at Grimlock. Meanwhile, Starscream activated his Fusion Cannon and prepared himself, stepping into a fighting stance.

Megatron then aimed his Fusion Cannon at Grimlock, and a purple blast of energy began to form, and the Fusion Cannon began to hum. After a few seconds, the humming stopped, and Megatron fired a purple ball of dark matter at Grimlock, aiming for the centre of his chassis.

That smile grew in to a out right grin as the deceptacon leader took aim and fired. He shifted his footing and brought his shield to breast, angling it to form a perfect 90 degrees. The purple blast deflected of the shield with a loud sizzle and slammed in to the nearest gaurdbot, shattering the unsuspecting fool in to sizzling chunks, said chunks flying high in tot he ear. Grimlock shot his hand out and caught the bots head in his open hand as it fell.

"My. Turn." He wound his arm back and slung the still sputtering head at the deceptacon at impressive speed.

[Mechanikopolia]

Solarus and the others heard the weapons fire and decided to loop back and check if assistance was needed. they looked around the door akin to movies where characters look around a corner one on top of the other and saw grimlock throw the head.

At that moment Stingrax started walking away as fast as he could. "Nopenopenopenope ALLL THE BLOOMIN NOPE". he said as he started headed back to the Shadow. SOlarus activated his plasma gun and stepped into the room, with Volken following suit.