"A truly preposterous amount of fossil fuels that should be easily converted to energon cubes, but beyond that, nothing. The damn organics live in a society so utterly fractured along various demographics that they almost make our war with the Autobots seem trivial in comparison."
Razorclaw leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms in irritation.
"A reprehensible situation, I know. Infiltration protocols are in full effect for this mission; we blend in, learn what we can about the organics and their ways of life, then start agitating them so that they will eventually destroy themselves; only once they are on the brink of annihilation do we reveal what we truly are and wipe their insignificant world from the face of this galaxy. All the while, we dig in and start production of energon cubes."
A sigh.
"About the only good thing I can see regarding this assignment is the circumstantial rumour that there may be an Autobot presence in the system."
The Danse Macabre CodexHawkeye: *is now rocking in a corner, in a pit of despair after finding out that ALL of his records were wiped* All my achievements... All those bots I had to step on... Down the drain... *begins to cry*
Ramshot: *is in the Nemesis' engine room, taking a nap*
Shameless Self-promotion ho!Razorclaw nods to the Minicon.
"You and Gravedust were overseeing the simulation at the time, and while I'm reasonably certain the two of you weren't responsible for this mess, Soundwave and I felt that it was better not to take any chances. You all know how swift and decisive Megatron tends to be when it comes to punishing failure or insubordination, whether real or imagined; remember Ramjet?"
edited 19th Oct '10 6:20:22 AM by SullenFrog
The Danse Macabre Codex"A small transwarp cruiser that can easily be camouflaged and converted into a small fortress; obviously, it will be our base of operations. The ship itself is called the Darksyde—and no, before anyone asks, I don't know why her name is spelled that way."
The leonine Predacon got off the doorframe and turned to leave.
"The cruiser is being prepped for launch even as we speak. You have one decacycle to pack up your stuff and leave."
The Danse Macabre CodexRamshot: *wakes up after a beeping noise from inside his head blares, A signal that the bug (made by Hawkeye) he left in the sim room has already recorded 10 minutes* Earth huh? Sounds like a drag... *goes back to his nap*
Hawkeye: *shakes off his depression and strides confidently towards his quarters*
(Gotta go)
Shameless Self-promotion ho!"Am I going as well?"
"Well, I've got some information you lot might be interested in knowing about..."
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff."You'll be our remote advisor, as well as our link to Decepticon Command."
Temblor leans forward in interest.
"Really? What is it?"
edited 19th Oct '10 10:55:54 AM by SullenFrog
The Danse Macabre Codex"Well, I just got a call from one of my contacts. It's regarding a Decepticon troop movement. This one... caught my eye, for a few reasons."
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff."Well, they're moving a sizeable force onto a tiny backwater planet of no apparent significance. Apart from it's natural resources, I can't see any reason they are there, and even then, it's not that spectacular. Also, they've posted Razorclaw, of all people, there. I'm also being told one of their own covert operations guys has been transferred to this little rock."
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff.Temblor stiffened at this, his eyes going flat.
"...Razorclaw, you say?"
The Maximal clenched one hand into a shaking fist, struggling to keep his temper in check as the memories washed over him. Temblor was one of the original Maximals, security chief of the scientific explorer Axalon; when the ship had been shot down over that hostile organic planet in a cowardly Decepticon sneak attack, he had been one of the few survivors of that spectacular crash, and like the others he had been forced to adopt a technorganic beast mode in order to shield himself from the lethal amounts of energon radiation which saturated the planet.
Razorclaw had been part of the creew on that same ship, and like Temblor he was a first generation Predacon; he and his Decepticon allies—Rampage, Tantrum, Divebomb and Headstrong—had all taken powerful, predatory altmodes...and when Cybertron finally sent a rescue craft to pick up the survivors, they cruelly used their beast modes to slaughter the shuttle's crew and steal it for themselves, leaving the Maximals trapped there for another ten stellar cycles.
To say that Temblor had a score to settle with the leonine Predacon would be a gross understatement.
Temblor turned to face Razorsword, his expression hard.
"How soon can you be ready to leave?"
edited 19th Oct '10 10:52:44 AM by SullenFrog
The Danse Macabre CodexHawkeye: *approaches a Decepticon grunt* Talk to me soldier! I wanna volunteer for a mission, Any mission!
Shameless Self-promotion ho!Temblor nodded, then turned back to Cryptic's monitor.
"Alright, Cryptic, we're on our way; no we need some details. Where is this planet, and is anyone else stationed there or nearby?"
The trooper glances at Hawkeye, then goes back to chewing his cy-gar.
"There's a low-profile assignment on some backwater planet up fer grabs; everything else is full at the moment."
The Danse Macabre CodexHawkeye: Then I, Decepticon hacker Hawkeye. Shall take the mission on and will not stop even for death till It is accomplished! *continues marching towards his quarters*
Ramshot: *decides to head to his quarters and prepare his gear*
edited 20th Oct '10 9:08:33 AM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!"It's a tiny little planet called Sol 3, or Earth, as the indigenous people call it. It's filled with these intelligent bioforms with a remarkable resemblance to us in our normal mode and low technological advancement. They are currently engaged in a massive inter-continental war between various nations. As such, they'll be too preoccupied to notice the Decepticons."
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff.

Scarab facepalmed again. "Earth? Really? That's a terrible name for a planet. Might as well just call it Planet Dirt."
Pretend there's something clever written here.