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cX Mafia V: Our Darkest Hour
Justin Byrd - moderator
GAME THREAD
DAY ONE: IT BEGINS…
Millions of miles away…
Unicron, the dark god, made his way closer and closer to Cybertron, home of his nemesis Primus. There, he would devour the last hope at stopping his universal destruction of the universe. Along the way, he satiated his appetite on the planet Lithone, creating two new heralds to replace the one he had lost in the previous battle. They went to Cybertron with an important assignment…
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This is Primus, god to the Transformers, whose power crafted Cybertron and the first Transformers, and whose essence resides within the Autobot Matrix of Leadership. I am also the eternal enemy of Unicron, the evil fallen god who has sworn to devour the universe. Following the recent events of the recent Decepticon invasion, the Autobots were finally able to defeat the Decepticons…Megatron had been killed by Grimlock, and Starscream, Soundwave and Shockwave were all systematically executed by the Quintessons. A herald from the future, Galvatron, was discovered however…promising Unicron’s imminent arrival. However this herald was sent back to his own time by Rodimus Prime.
The Autobots, however, suffered heavy casualties…including their great leader, Optimus Prime.
On the distant planet Charr, the Autobot once known as Dealer was making his way through the tough terrain. He had received a Decepticon signal once he left the planet of Cybertron…he had evacuated in a prepared starship, knowing his status of traitor would be revealed shortly. He had heard rumors of Decepticon contingents located throughout the galaxy…hopefully he would be able to locate one out here. Fortunately he had some gifts.
He landed the ship, and debarked the ship, holding his communicator. “Halt!” came a voice. Dealer knew someone was around.
“My name is Dealer!” he said, hoping to placate the sentry. “I was on Cybertron…I bring news of Megatron.”
“Megatron is dead,” the voice said. The team came out…they were the Constructicons. “Our scouts have informed us.”
“Yes, he is,” Dealer said, still worried about his self-preservation. “But I have a way to help you…I bring with me schematics to rebuild the Key to Vector Sigma!”
The Constructicons were mystified. Vector Sigma was the supercomputer that had the ability to grant life to Transformers. Unfortunately the key had been destroyed years ago…but if they could rebuild it somehow, they could restore anyone! They set about their plans and got to work…
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Months passed…
The Decepticons made their way to the center of Cybertron, bypassing Autobots wherever they could. The Constructions had been busy…they had rebuilt the body from scratch, for some reason the old body could not be found by even Dealer.
The chamber was silent…long unguarded by the Centurion droids. Dealer approached the computer and inserted his newly crafted key. The globe rose.
“I AM VECTOR SIGMA. BEFORE CYBERTRON WAS, I WAS. WHO AWAKENS ME?”
“My name is Dealer, former Autobot.”
“WHAT DO YOU WISH OF ME?”
“We wish for you to return this Decepticon’s spark to this new body.”
“VERY WELL.”
The light grew…something took hold of the body the Constructicons had rebuilt. As if from another dimension, a small spark flew into the body…and the red eyes glowed with a malicious light…
“No!” a weakened voice said. The new key to Vector Sigma was destroyed, stopping the ceremony…Alpha Trion, the wizened Autobot who had merged with the supercomputer long ago, had his consciousness reach out and destroy the re-forged key. But it was too late.
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In the Great Hall of Iacon, Rodimus Prime began a bold plan. After the final Decepticon, Shockwave, was deposed and order was restored, he took over as Autobot leader. Soon after, the Autobots began experiencing multiple hits on several key facilities on Cybertron…buzz of the Decepticons attacking once again was being brought up again. Rumors surfaced of the rise of a deceased Decepticon leader…
He approached the Quintessons with his contingent of Autobots, who he generously granted amnesty on the planet Cybertron. They had since abandoned their malevolent ways, partially due to the fact they had enjoyed much comfort on Cybertron…and partially because they were cowards and did not wish to attack the Autobots directly. But Rodimus needed help…a request he called on them a few weeks prior.
“Have you finished yet?” he asked the Quintessons, entering the chamber.
“Yes…yes. The repairs are done. Now what do you offer me?”
“I promise you will be able to remain here unharmed...as you have. You have my word,” Rodimus said.
“Very well, Autobot,” the lead Quintesson said. “Do you believe you have what it takes to defeat the Decepticons now?”
“With your and his help, I don’t see why not.” The Quintessons watched as Rodimus took out the Matrix…the only giver of life aside from Vector Sigma.
“I hope this works,” he said, and held it up to the inert body. Instantaneously the hands began to move, showing life. A low grumble began, and the eyes glowed bright blue as Rodimus’s friend and mentor came back online.
“Optimus…” Rodimus said, joyously. The other Autobots gathered around.
Optimus Prime shook his head, shaking the cobwebs out. “Yes, Rodimus…I’m back. This time, no force in the universe will stand in my way.”
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It has begun…just as it had months prior. The Autobots and Decepticons have concealed their identities via a third alternate mode, one that is completely benign and unassuming…in order to protect themselves from being discovered. Names were given, anonymous and alien…resembling Earth names. The Quintessons have jumped at the chance to execute more Cybertronians to the Sharkticons…though the Autobots have granted them asylum, that still did not mean they did not enjoy killing innocents.
Yet both parties were soon to find out that this squabble, again, was much less than they could have realized…
Day One has begun. It will end at 9 pm EST Wednesday. Your suspects are:
1. Craig Reade
2. Ben Lehnsherr
3. Mark Blicharz
4. cv_otaku
5. Jason Kanno
6. jonsnow
7. Adam Chapman
8. Wolfwood
9. Blake Petit
10. CommonAnomaly
11. Gabriel Diaz
12. Janitor
13. Andrea Speed
14. Mattek
15. WhereIsTony
16. gambit0001
17. Scott A. Williams
18. Jiggaman Tiga
19. SSJ4Wolverine
20. Mathew Smith
21. Eleanor Cromwell
22. Spek1
23. PukeDrunk |
DAY ONE: TOUGH TO SAY…
Cybertron was peaceful…perhaps the Autobots did not wish to throw random accusations around, perhaps the Decepticons chose to remain benign…either way, no one wished any circuits to be munched upon by Sharkticons. Myself, as their deity, I believe it had something to do with how many of their own were killed last time by wanton accusations.
But night broke…the Quintessons retired to their chambers, hoping that tomorrow would bring more mayhem. Oh…how they missed the days of their rule. However, they knew that they must stay here…Unicron was on the move, and the Quintessons did not wish to be under his heel again…
Day One has now ended. Please send in all night abilities. |
NIGHT ONE: RUNNING THEME?
An Autobot left his laboratory. He was scouring the streets for someone…someone he could determine is the enemy. It was time to put his device to good use…
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WhereIsTony was preparing for the next morning…it would be very important. Something told him that he was going to have to utilize his skills.
Suddenly, a strange noise was heard. He readied his weapon, and went into Cybertron’s streets. There, he saw a familiar figure.
“You!” he said, changing forms to his actual Autobot identity. He transformed, and flew straight at his opponent, who did the same. The two had a colossal air battle, but it was too much for Tony to handle. He was a scientist, not a fighter…and this…Decepticon was too much, kept transforming and transforming, there was nothing he could do.
The final thing he saw was a wolf-like creature’s jaws ripping into his hide.
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Across the planet, Ben Lehnsherr was preparing for the nightly events as well, but he had a more malicious purpose. He knew very well that he was in good hands now, it was only a matter of time before….
SKRREEEEEE!!
A futuristic jet flew in over head and systematically bombed Ben until he fell. “Who are you??” he yelled. The silent jet merely continued firing. Ben ran the hardest he could, firing his weapon back at the unfamiliar beast, but nothing seemed to get through.
“Please!” Ben yelled. “I’ll bargain! I’ll help! You need to…”
The jet transformed and fired a single blast through Ben’s head. He walked up and shook his head. “Coward…this planet is for a new kind of Decepticon.”
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The planet awoke the next morning to find two bodies. Two? And one of them…was…a Decepticon??
WhereIsTony is dead. He was Jetfire, Autobot-aligned forensic investigator.
Ben Lehnsherr is dead. He was Doubledealer, Decepticon-aligned double-agent (framer).
Day Two has begun. It will end at 9 pm EST or if the vote count reaches 11 votes for a single Cybertronian. Your suspects are:
1. Craig Reade
2. Mark Blicharz
3. cv_otaku
4. Jason Kanno
5. jonsnow
6. Adam Chapman
7. Wolfwood
8. Blake Petit
9. CommonAnomaly
10. Gabriel Diaz
11. Janitor
12. Andrea Speed
13. Mattek
14. gambit0001
15. Scott A. Williams
16. Jiggaman Tiga
17. SSJ4Wolverine
18. Mathew Smith
19. Eleanor Cromwell
20. Spek1
21. PukeDrunk |
DAY TWO: SQUAT
The day started with everyone lamenting Jetfire’s recent demise. “Who could have done such a thing?” many asked. Mark Blicharz just shook his head. “No idea.”
At that moment cv_otaku rolled up. “I know who we want dead…Wolfwood!”
All eyes looked at him. Wolfwood stood there, confident. “Nah, I know who we should go after…Eleanor Cromwell!”
“Based on?” someone asked.
“I just know,” was all the response they got.
With random speculation and wanton acts of accusation, the Quintessons were once again kept from their kill. “Foolish Cybertronians…this war is already lost…”
There has been no execution. Day Two is now ended. Please send in all remaining night abilities. You have 3.5 astro hours to finish… |
NIGHT TWO: TRAGEDY
The night began as any other on Cybertron. But it wouldn’t end that way.
Elita One had just parted with Optimus Prime. She was built along with him, and they both shared a special connection. He was off on his duties for the evening, and she was on hers.
As she walked by a local watering hole, the Maccadam Oil House, she suddenly had a chill run through her spark. She knew someone was watching her. She spun around, weapon ready.
“Who dares attack Elita One?” she said.
“Ha!” said the figure. “Dare? I don’t dare to do anything, Autobot.” He stepped into the light…Cyclonus. I only follow the will of two beings, and you are not either of them.”
He attacked with ferocity. A superior warrior, Elita was outmatched. Eventually, Cyclonus had his gun to her head and pulled the trigger…
Wait…what was that? He pulled the trigger…but no one was there!! It was as if time itself had stopped…and she had escaped. What in the name of Unicron happened here?
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Across the planet, Andrea Speed was hurrying to her target. She knew that she had to get to the individual soon…something fishy had been going on during the day, and she was bound to make sure the person was not going to die tonight. Someone else…had other plans.
As she went about her way, the Earth moved…the ground shook…and a colossal Tyrannosaurus Rex burst into the foray.
Andrea was stunned. “Grimlock? You…you were dead!”
“Me Grimlock have loyal Dinobots…miracle fuel bring me back!” he roared. “And now me am going to slag you, miserable Decepticon!!”
Andy was torn apart. After the onslaught was over, and Grimlock’s energon-lust was finished, he examined the wreckage.
“Oh slag,” he said, realizing what he had done. “Maybe Prime think Decepticons do it.”
He stormed off.
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PukeDrunk began his nightly ritual…suiting up, arming himself, and readying himself for what will soon happen. He made his way to the target…hoping he could get there in time. As he went along, he thought he heard some strange noises, but let it go. He had a mission.
Laser fire hit him in the back, knocking him down. He turned to see his attacker…Sixshot, the Decepticon with six modes…quite possibly the deadliest Decepticon outside of Megatron himself.
“So, you’ve come to do me in, have you?” Puke said, getting to his feet.
“Shouldn’t be too hard, considering how weak you are,” Sixshot sneered. “You Autobots are all weak.”
“You’ve picked the wrong Autobot tonight, Sixshot,” Puke said, transforming into his real identity…Optimus Prime. “This is over!”
Optimus transformed and rammed into Sixshot and blinding speed, knocking the assassin off guard. If only he knew who he was dealing with. Optimus was like a wraith, moving with speed and strength, decimating the Decepticon warrior. In fact, if he had been a little more careful, he would have realized who was behind him…a familiar figure with a fusion cannon.
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Wheeljack was in the process of finding PukeDrunk that evening…and he was the first to find the body. He didn’t need his device after all. As he found the body, as did many others…including Elita One. She ran off into the night, and was nowhere to be found.
Andrea Speed is dead. She was Trailbreaker, Autobot-aligned forcefield generator (doctor).
PukeDrunk is dead. He was Optimus Prime, Autobot-aligned leader (elite bodyguard-lover).
Day Three has begun. It will end at 3 pm EST Saturday or if the vote count reaches 10 votes for a single Cybertronian. Your suspects are:
1. Craig Reade
2. Mark Blicharz
3. cv_otaku
4. Jason Kanno
5. jonsnow
6. Adam Chapman
7. Wolfwood
8. Blake Petit
9. CommonAnomaly
10. Gabriel Diaz
11. Janitor
12. Mattek
13. gambit0001
14. Scott A. Williams
15. Jiggaman Tiga
16. SSJ4Wolverine
17. Mathew Smith
18. Eleanor Cromwell
19. Spek1 |
DAY THREE: AN EXECUTION
The day began with cv_otaku once again attacking Wolfwood, the first and most vocal. A few wanted to follow his lead, but then someone brought up gambit0001’s rationale for his choice:
“Wolfwood has ‘wolf’ in it, and Sixshot has a wolf mode!”
Everyone stared, and Janitor spoke up. “Umm…yeah don’t think that flies.”
The fingers pointed at the lone mechanism. Sure, Mark and cv stuck to Wolfwood, but no one else gave any quarter. Except Craig, who seemed to really want to die.
“I’m eeeeeevil!!!” he said, cackling like a madman. Everyone just let that one go.
gambit0001 was led to the plank. He was really upset about this state of affairs…granted, he had only stopped his fellows up to this point, but he was bound to strike gold sooner or later…
Judge Deliberata, the head Quintesson judge glared down at the Cybertronian. “Has the imperial magistrate reached a verdict?” the prosecutor asked.
The judge switched to his “death” face. “Innocent.”
gambit0001 was dropped in to the vat. His last words were “I hope they have Meister-brau energon in the Allspark!!”
The Sharkticons swarmed and ate him alive. The scraps revealed the truth:
gambit0001 is dead. He was Jazz, Autobot-aligned subcommander (roleblocker).
Day Three is now ended. Please send in all night abilities. You have until 12 pm EST Sunday to do so (Night Three results will be posted as soon as I get all abilities though). |
NIGHT THREE: BROTHERS IN ARMS
Wheeljack left his laboratory again…prepared to figure out what was going on. He knew something was up with a certain Cybertronian, and there was going to be some sort of intel gathered tonight. As he followed his target, he was in store for quite a show…
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The Decepticon known as Sixshot was quite pleased with himself. He had himself helped kill the reborn Optimus Prime…it’s hard to argue with results like that. He turned the corner, making sure no one was around to watch him change forms into his lethal killer mode, when suddenly huge footsteps started getting closer and closer…Sixshot didn’t quite have time to change from his form when he saw the massive body of Omega Supreme tower overhead.
“Cybertron: unsafe,” the behemoth said. “Omega Supreme: guardian.”
“No! I’ll be okay! Just leave me…” Sixshot did not have time to finish his pleas, nor did he have the ability to stop the former Guardian Robot. He was soon captive in Omega’s rocket form, orbiting Cybertron.
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Jason Kanno was pleased with himself. He had another successful night…though he was still peeved that Jazz had kept him from his duties. However, the plucky Autobot subcommander did not deserve death for it. Jason had felt death before…and he did not wish to re-experience it.
“Musing about your mortality, Autobot?” came a voice from behind. Jason whipped around, his weapon at the ready. “I will be glad to send you back to the Allspark.”
Jason saw Cyclonus standing there, weapon drawn. “You weren’t the one who killed Prime…or Jetfire. Who are you?”
“Cyclonus, the bringer of death, the servant of my dark lord. However, I know that you are worthy of an honorable death.”
“Fair enough, Cyclonus,” Jason said, changing his form into that of Ultra Magnus. “You may stop me, but you’ll never stop my Wreckers.”
Magnus charged valiantly, and the two had a glorious battle…one that would have gone down in the Cybertronian record books. But in the end, Cyclonus proved too invincible, and Magnus was defeated. In two nights, the Autobots lost two great warriors. Alpha Trion felt their sparks pass…as he had built them both…
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Mark Blicharz walked down the street, back to Iacon. He was pleased with himself, and for the first time in a long while he was actually showing emotion. Perhaps things would finally turn around.
He had no time to see it coming. As soon as he turned a corner, an energo sword swung and lobbed his head clean off. With his death, his mass-shifting abilities vanished and his body grew…Grimlock had made a terrible mistake…
Jason Kanno is dead. He was Ultra Magnus, Autobot-aligned new leader of the Wreckers.
Mark Blicharz is dead. He was Omega Supreme, Autobot-aligned Guardian robot (jailkeeper).
Day Four has begun. It will end at 9 pm EST or if the vote count reaches 9 votes for a single Cybertronian. Your suspects are:
1. Craig Reade
2. cv_otaku
3. jonsnow
4. Adam Chapman
5. Wolfwood
6. Blake Petit
7. CommonAnomaly
8. Gabriel Diaz
9. Janitor
10. Mattek
11. Scott A. Williams
12. Jiggaman Tiga
13. SSJ4Wolverine
14. Mathew Smith
15. Eleanor Cromwell
16. Spek1 |
DAY FOUR: SACRIFICE
The day opened with massive outcry at Grimlock, the Dinobot enforcer who was taking the war into his own hands. Again, energon was shed for those who had been, and would have been, allies. The Decepticons were denied a kill…but it seemed moot now. Things were getting grim.
cv_otaku found himself on the wrong end of the accusations, even though he had opened up the day with a strong following against Eleanor Cromwell. He pled his case, but refused to reveal his real identity…knowing that it was better to die a martyr and hero than be an outcast…
He walked out to the end of the plank…and looked up. Judge Deliberata’s verdict was quick: “Innocent.”
He was dropped head first into the Sharkticon tank. Perhaps his death could help more than he could in life…
The remains floated to the top. Oh…there was a massive mistake the Autobots had made, and the Decepticons gloated in secret.
cv_otaku is dead. He was Wheeljack, Autobot-aligned scientist (cop).
Night Four has begun. Please send in all night abilities. This will close at 8 am EST tomorrow. |
NIGHT FOUR: VENGEANCE
A lone Cybertronian walked the streets, watching all the scenes around him. He was curious about what was going on anymore...he was sick of staying indoors, wondering what was happening while his cohort had all the fun. There was a reckoning coming.
He suddenly felt cold steel against the back of his head. “Don’t move, Autobot,” the voice ordered.
“Autobot?” he laughed. “So you think you’re going to kill me, eh?”
“Your damn right I am.” The blast was deafening, and the head was removed from the body. Sixshot stood over the body, sneering.
“One more down.” He prepared to transform into jet mode, and flew away.
CRUNCH! Sixshot didn’t see i
“Your damn right I am.” The blast was deafening, and the head was removed from the body. Sixshot stood over the body, sneering.
“One more down.” He prepared to transform into jet mode, and flew away.
CRUNCH! Sixshot didn’t see it coming. He felt the pain searing through his body, as a massive pair of jaws tore his entire wing off. He transformed into wolf mode and pounced at his attacker…who had also transformed, and deftly made a clean swipe, bisecting the assassin.
“That for Prime,” Grimlock said. “And others. You hear me Decepticons? Me Grimlock coming…and me am ANGRY!!”
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Scott A. Williams was itching for a fight…he was sick of sitting around anymore. He sat on a corner near Maccadam’s Oil House, hoping some trouble came his way. He could handle Sixshot.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t Sixshot who came. Cyclonus grabbed him from behind, preparing to make quick work of the Autobot. Unfortunately, he was caught off guard by the small Autobot’s strength, and sent flying into a nearby wall.
“If that’s what you think an assassin should be like, you’re in for one hell of a night!” Scott said, charging his foe.
“Such valor,” Cyclonus said, amused. “But I do not have time for this…” He produced his weapon and put a clean hole through Scott’s head…who fell to the ground in a slump.
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Across the planet, a lone spark made its way to a body…one that was merely a protoform. As the spark entered the body, Sixshot’s target was reanimated…and not amused…
Scott A. Williams is dead. He was Brawn, Autobot-aligned bad*** (unlynchable).
Eleanor Cromwell is dead. She was Sixshot, Decepticon-aligned assassin.
Day Five has begun. It will end at 8 pm EST or if the vote count reaches 7 votes for a single Cybertronian. Your suspects are:
1. Craig Reade
2. jonsnow
3. Adam Chapman
4. Wolfwood
5. Blake Petit
6. CommonAnomaly
7. Gabriel Diaz
8. Janitor
9. Mattek
10. Jiggaman Tiga
11. SSJ4Wolverine
12. Mathew Smith
13. Spek1 |
DAY FIVE: ALL IS LOST
Joyous celebration…Grimlock had finally nabbed a Decepticon! Sixshot’s body was found…the first actual righteous kill the Autobots had since…well since ever. Finally, things would turn around.
Unfortunately, mistakes were not learned. The Quintessons watched in horror as the Autobots convicted the one Autobot that could save them all. Surely they would at least let him defend himself…but no.
Judge Deliberata, as much as he would relish in the opportunity, did not enjoy convicting Blake Petit. He knew exactly what this meant.
“Innocent.”
Blake was dropped in, and swarmed. He barely had a chance to put up a fight. As they realized what they had done…the Autobots were livid. Now…now there was nothing to stop the Chaos-Bringer…
Blake Petit is dead. He was Rodimus Prime, Autobot-aligned Chosen One (survivor-backup protector).
Without Rodimus Prime, there is no one to destroy Unicron.
Night Five has begun. Please send in all night abilities. This will close at 8 am EST tomorrow. |
NIGHT FIVE: VICTORY?
The night brought with it its usual darkness…but despair followed. Not only was Unicron nearly upon Cybertron, but the Autobots had let their one chance at victory slip through their fingers. Now…some were moping and not even doing their duties.
In one case, Jiggaman Tiga was very upset. For Rodimus Prime, sure , but also due to the fact that he was very maligned secretly. He took the night off for some introspection…not realizing what laid around the corner.
The attack was quick and fierce. Cyclonus didn’t even give Jigga an opportunity to defend himself…with good reason. When dawn broke, it was shocking at what had transpired…
Jiggaman Tiga is dead. He was Grimlock, Autobot-aligned Dinobot (vigilante).
Day Six has begun. It will end at 8:30 pm EST or if the vote count reaches 6 votes for a single Cybertronian. Your suspects are:
1. Craig Reade
2. jonsnow
3. Adam Chapman
4. Wolfwood
5. CommonAnomaly
6. Gabriel Diaz
7. Janitor
8. Mattek
9. SSJ4Wolverine
10. Mathew Smith
11. Spek1 |
DAY SIX: MANIAC
Grimlock was dead…the only way to finally kill the Decepticons lay within the Sharkticon pit. The accusations flew early and heavily…Wolfwood being the target.
Then suddenly the blame shifted over to Craig Reade, who had been screaming for his own execution for days. With the threat of Unicron and Cyclonus upon them, the Cybertronians decided not to let this be an issue anymore. With Gabriel Diaz’s vote, Craig’s fate was sealed.
“Finally!” he screamed. Judge Deliberata gave his verdict: “Innocent.”
Craig was dropped, but he transformed out of his “benign” mode and into his true form: the maniacal clone Sunstorm!
“Now, you will see my true power!” he flew straight away at Gabriel. “You will feel the power of ascending to godhood with me!”
Sunstorm grabbed Gabe, who struggled vainly. Just before the unstable energies within Sunstorm blew, possibly killing all the Cybertronians, Gabe changed forms into his own alter ego: Kup!
“I’ll give you petro-rabbits!” the grizzled soldier said, grabbing a small grenade from his housing. “Time to die, lunatic!”
Kup rammed the grenade into Sunstorm’s mouth, causing his head to explode. The unstable energies that were possessed by Starscream’s clone blew open, and Kup allowed himself to take the force of the blast.
The Autobots crowded around the two bodies. Kup held on just long enough…
“Hey…there’s that turborevvin’ young punk now…”
His spark faded…
Craig Reade is dead. He was Sunstorm, Decepticon-aligned unstable clone (bomb).
Gabriel Diaz is dead. He was Kup, Autobot-aligned grizzled soldier (bomb).
Night Six has begun. Please send in all night abilities. This will close at 8 am EST tomorrow. |
NIGHT SIX: NEARING THE END…
“So you’ve finally come,” was all the words the Decepticon had.
Cyclonus held his weapon up to his quarry’s head. “I’m afraid so.”
“Well, what are you waiting for? I didn’t even pursue anyone. Take your shot.”
“No, I don’t believe I will,” Cyclonus said. “I have someone here who is dying to do it for me. He should be back from his other mission.”
In walked a familiar face. “You!” the Decepticon exclaimed.
“That’s right…and once again, I have the pleasure of having a hand in your demise! Goodbye, Megatron!”
The blast was deafening. And the Decepticon commander was as dead as he was a few months ago.
Cyclonus and his cohort parted ways, as dawn was breaking. As his friend left, the mysterious figure changed back into his masked form, only to suddenly be hit by a blast of liquid nitrogen.
“You think you can just attack me with a null ray the other night?” the attacker said. “You should know that my forte is busting Deceptichops!”
Frozen in place, the one known as jonsnow saw Ironhide punch him, shattering him into a hundred pieces.
“Try to come back from that, creep.”
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Dawn broke, but this time, two bodies were found…one more confusing than the other…
Mathew Smith is dead. He was Megatron, Decepticon-aligned leader.
jonsnow is dead. He was Starscream, Unicron-aligned Seeker (roleblocker).
Day Seven has begun. It will end at 8:30 pm EST or if the vote count reaches 4 votes for a single Cybertronian. Your suspects are:
1. Adam Chapman
2. Wolfwood
3. CommonAnomaly
4. Janitor
5. Mattek
6. SSJ4Wolverine
7. Spek1 |
DAY SIX: TRULY…OUR DARKEST HOUR
It was a good night…both the evil reborn Megatron and the ghoulish Starscream were destroyed. Things could turn around at last…until the Quintessons noticed the Autobots taken in by the Unicronian sway again…
SSJ4Wolverine faced the Quintesson judges. He started speaking…
“HowcouldyounotrememberwhoIam? IpracticallyroleclaimedtheotherdayforPrimus’ssake! EvenKupknew…”
“Innocent.” Judge Deliberata said, cutting him off.
SSJ4Wolverine was dropped headfirst. Not even his speed could save him now.
SSJ4Wolverine is dead. He was Blurr, Autobot-aligned speedster (commuter).
Suddenly, a ship took off. The Quintessons knew…things were grim. The Autobots let themselves overlook key clues left by their own, and by Primus himself…they had executed Autobot after Autobot, and allowed the Decepticons to lose…completely overlooking the third faction. As the Quintesson ship took off, the Autobots found themselves surrounded.
“You truly underestimated us,” Janitor said, morphing into Scourge, Unicron-aligned Sweep leader (strongman).
“Yes, you failed to see how brilliant our leader’s strategy was,” added CommonAnomaly, turning into Cyclonus, Unicron-aligned assassin.
Last, but not least, the Autobots looked in horror as Wolfwood transformed…into the mighty Galvatron II, Unicron-aligned leader. He held his cannon up at the three Autobots.
“As much as I would enjoy thoroughly destroying the three of you, I feel it is in part my own need to rebel against my master that I allow you to escape. Begone…for Cybertron is about to be consumed by Unicron, the Chaos-Bringer.”
The three Autobots realized in horror what was about to happen. Sirens went off, evacuations were in progress. Not 100 miles out, Unicron loomed over his feast. The Autobots gathered:
Adam Chapman, now revealing himself as Ironhide, Autobot-aligned army veteran.
Mattek, now revealing himself as Elita One, Autobot-aligned strike team leader (bulletproof vest-lover).
Spek1, now revealing himself as Perceptor, Autobot-aligned scientist (lie detector).
“Very well, you pieces of Unicron spawn,” Ironhide said. “But you and your master may have won Cybertron…but you’ll never win this war.”
“Oh I beg to differ,” Galvatron said.
The Autobots evacuated, and the Unicronians gathered themselves and watched as Unicron consumed the planet…
Aboard their ship, the Autobots huddled together…mistakes had been made, and they had lost their best out there. But they had one glimmer of hope…they had saved the Matrix from the Sharkticon pit…and perhaps soon, they could regroup and fight back…
This is the end of the game. The Unicronians have won. Thank you for playing, and congratulations to Wolfwood, CommonAnomaly, Janitor and jonsnow! |
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