transformer roleplaying

[Starscreamisthebest]

oh whaaa!! Its only 40 MILES FASTER!! So what! I ain't backin' down!! (Shadow, are you watching this?)

In case you haven't noticed, i'm kind of laying on the ground right now trying not to get crushed by Warzone's fists. (see above post)

[Swift]

In case you haven't noticed, i'm kind of laying on the ground right now trying not to get crushed by Warzone's fists. (see above post)

than why did you say that you were chasing me? (cuz you posted that before you replied to me.) adurr...:P

[nightshade]

In case you haven't noticed, i'm kind of laying on the ground right now trying not to get crushed by Warzone's fists. (see above post)

uhmm... mach 1 is 1,500 MPH

[Warzone]

Shadow uncloaks a few feet from Rhonda and Warzone. "Rhonda, what is this rabble you speek of and why do you fill warzone's head with this nonesense? Who is this old friend you speek of that we are loyal to and why do you tell Warzone he should not trust us? If we and I mean Nightshade and I could not be trusted, then we would have opened fire on Warzone knowing his weapons were off line. WARZONE!!! does this sound like bots that you can not trust?" Shadow stands with his arms to the side, palms up to show he means not to fight.

-Warzone stares at Shadow, tensing his massive arms. Still unsure of as to why, he cannot deny the uneasy feeling Shadow's presence leaves with him-

You...you said you knew me. How? What do you know of me?

-grunts, staring back and forth between each individual around-

I dont know who I am...let alone who to trust...

[Warzone]

*The vibrations Warzone's fists cause make shockwaves that travel up and knock me out of flight. I fall down between Rhonda and Warzone, and roll quickly to not get smashed by the flailing fists.*

-Warzone picks up Starscream by the chestplate and holds him at eye level-

You also said you knew me.

-screams loudly in his face-

WHO AM I!

[Shadow]

In case you haven't noticed, i'm kind of laying on the ground right now trying not to get crushed by Warzone's fists. (see above post)

"Yes you stupid zit I am watching and i suggest you get off the ground before he crushes you!!!!" Shadow smacks his forhead as he walks away mumbleing to himself. "By the name of the creator himself, why me?"

[Swift]

"Yes you stupid zit I am watching and i suggest you get off the ground before he crushes you!!!!" Shadow smacks his forhead as he walks away mumbleing to himself. "By the name of the creator himself, why me?"

HAHAHAHAHA!!! Screamers a zit!! LMAO!!

[nightshade]

HAHAHAHAHA!!! Screamers a zit!! LMAO!!

gotta laugh at that one to! LOL

[Swift]

*sneeks up behind Starscream, and slashes him in the back with twin-blades.* Oh sorry! did that hurt? haha!! *Speeds off driving like an intoxicated driver!* lol!

[megatron42]

that zit needs to be popped

[Swift]

that zit needs to be popped

whoa man!! good one *slapps megs a high five!*

[megatron42]

as i hover near the battle shade is improving her skills
starscream is no match

[Rhonda]

-Warzone stares at the newcomer in apparant confusion-

You...know me? What do you mean I am your lord...what friend of old...

-Warzone screams loudly to the sky and grips his head tightly with both fists. The force of his grip is evidenced by the straining sounds coming from the metal of his composition-

WHO AM I! WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER WHO I AM!

-screams even louder and slams his fists into the ground, leaving huge holes-

WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME!

*Rhonda moves her feet out of the way of Warzones fists so that her titanium toes are not damaged*

Just had my lower talons painted. I will not tolerate a scuff mark Warzone...

*Rhonda unsheathes her energon wrist-blades and quickly slices away the chains dangling from Warzone's neck, wrists, and waist*

You will remember who you are my lord, in time. "All things in time", as you once told me, when I was your student.

[Warzone]

*Rhonda moves her feet out of the way of Warzones fists so that her titanium toes are not damaged*

Just had my lower talons painted. I will not tolerate a scuff mark Warzone...

*Rhonda unsheathes her energon wrist-blades and quickly slices away the chains dangling from Warzone's neck, wrists, and waist*

You will remember who you are my lord, in time. "All things in time", as you once told me, when I was your student.

-As the chains fall away from his body, the first glimpses of what Warzone's chassis used to look like can be seen: expanses of dark blue and dark gray paint devoid of rust can be seen on the areas once covered by the chains and manacles. At Rhondas comment about her paintjob, he muses-

Insubordinate as always...

-eyes glow a lighter shade of blue at that comment combined with Rhondas last statement about being his student-

Wait I think I remember something...why do I feel as if I know you from somewhere else?

[Rhonda]

-As the chains fall away from his body, the first glimpses of what Warzone's chassis used to look like can be seen: expanses of dark blue and dark gray paint devoid of rust can be seen on the areas once covered by the chains and manacles. At Rhondas comment about her paintjob, he muses-

Insubordinate as always...

-eyes glow a lighter shade of blue at that comment combined with Rhondas last statement about being his student-

Wait I think I remember something...why do I feel as if I know you from somewhere else?

That is because you do, you dumb lugnut.

*smirks*

You will remember eventually, but first I suggest you clean yourself of all your rust. It is hampering your repairs. Just because both sides are courting your allegiance should hide the fact that this is a wartorn world, whether you like it or not. You will need your weapons, and your ability to transform if you are going to survive to remember who you really are.

*transforms and flies away with one last comment*

Remember the Carvedilon Council - remember who you were created to be.

[Warzone]

That is because you do, you dumb lugnut.

*smirks*

You will remember eventually, but first I suggest you clean yourself of all your rust. It is hampering your repairs. Just because both sides are courting your allegiance should hide the fact that this is a wartorn world, whether you like it or not. You will need your weapons, and your ability to transform if you are going to survive to remember who you really are.

*transforms and flies away with one last comment*

Remember the Carvedilon Council - remember who you were created to be.

-grunts lowly at this, then stomps away to a place of solitude to think by himself-

[Starscreamisthebest]

-Warzone picks up Starscream by the chestplate and holds him at eye level-

You also said you knew me.

-screams loudly in his face-

WHO AM I!

Gahh! Not again!

[Starscreamisthebest]

"Yes you stupid zit I am watching and i suggest you get off the ground before he crushes you!!!!" Shadow smacks his forhead as he walks away mumbleing to himself. "By the name of the creator himself, why me?"

I AM NOT A ZIT!
Swift, you stink.
*With two gashes in my back, i whirl around and plunge one of my swords deep into her chest*
*Turns to the Decepticons.*
Who's next?


(By the way, has anyone noticed that my faction is changing?)

[megatron42]

no body challenges me and lives

[Starscreamisthebest]

(By the way, has anyone noticed that my faction is changing?)

uh.....what, Night isn't going to stand in this time?
*slowly pulls out swords*

[megatron42]

i notice the change

[Starscreamisthebest]

i notice the change

But do you believe it?

[nightshade]

uh.....what, Night isn't going to stand in this time?
*slowly pulls out swords*

who said i'm not here! and if you want to tango then here i am, lets go!
i then whipped out my two wing blade in flick of the wrist

[Starscreamisthebest]

who said i'm not here! and if you want to tango then here i am, lets go!
i then whipped out my two wing blade in flick of the wrist

Tango...Cha cha cha!
*I yell as i do a backflip trick to get towards the oppenent(s).*

[nightshade]

Tango...Cha cha cha!
*I yell as i do a backflip trick to get towards the oppenent(s).*

what in the...how did you...never mind?!
no more playing, get serious, I said then charged at him ready to strike