LoC Second Dawn: Log 8
?Megatron was seated on the Decepticon throne. Mutilators face was still
pinned to one arm - The last remnant of the previous leader.?
?The only thing visible in the room was Megatron. The torches lining the hall
were fully lit now, casting harsh red-orange lights and shadows across the
hall, jagged shapes in constant flux.?
?in the distance foot steps can be herad walking down the hallway the foot
steps are nither slow nor face however to a keen obeserve the foot steps would
sound sure and purposful. atempts to scan or identify him would more than
likely come up with dead space.?
Megatron was not alerted in the slightest, and only waited for them to become
?"Kneel and show yourself." He commanded.?
?Seph Entered the Thron room His optics glowed a dark quicksilver as he did a
careful scan fo the room he knew thsi room exsisted however never steped
foot in it feleing it was archaic he much perfered the command center for real
leadership.. he cleared those thoughts aside they
LoC Second Dawn: Log 7
Alpha Trion gazed across the cityscape of Metrocon. His office was tastefully
spartan and quiet, the only activity for the moment seeming to be the
holographic "sceens" that floated to optic level.
It had been several Breems (hours) since the Autobot teams that has Fought
and survived Praxis had returned. many of them had sustained heavy injuries
even a few of their sparks passing away from fatal injuries despite having
made it home. Lutrex had gone to the medical wing to show his troops all the
support he could and it pained him to see so many injured... but what realy cut
right down to Lutrex's lazer core was how many had not made it back in the
how Autobots and Cons alike... no Cybertronians all died in that battle.
and it was becasue of what he ordered... he has sent them in there to die...
Many of those that could gave him tired salutes in passing, however. At least,
those with the arms to do so.
Lutrex salutred in return and noded to many of the soldiers both flier
LoC Second Dawn: Log 6
"Is everything in order?" Lutrex turned to his top general. the plans
had been done over, over and over again already bit again the new
leader wanted to be sure.
"All is in readiness." Scattershot reported with a solid nod.
"Formations have been set and are awaiting your orders."
"Good thank you Scattershot..." he nodded before walking out onto
the launching platform. "We strike from the air over Megatrons
headquarters as a distraction! I picked you becasue you are the best
Fliers Metrocon has to offer! Our goal will be to buy the ground
troops enough time to take Praxis energon facility from the
underground tunnels and catch the others by suprise!" Lutrex
walked on the launchpad reiterating the mission for all the fliers
present to have burned once again into their processors.
Lutrex continued walking on the platform infront of the soldiers
who were not aleady on their way in the tunnels to the energon
facility. "Megatron has sent us a mesage... he has told us clearly
his plans. he wa
LoC Second Dawn: Log 5
"A3 would you care to call this session to.. order" He casts a sidelong glance
at his fellow concil member before shifting his gaze outward
The elderly mech bowed his head and rose. "You have all surely heard of the
news from Praxis.
Raising what might have been a cross between a walking stick, a scepter and a
sword, a holographic image condensed into the air in the council
chambers. An image of the very Slagmaker himself: Megatron.
*SS2082 shifts in his seat his blue crystal optics intently focus on the visual of
Megatron as he shakes his head slowly in what looks to be disgust and mutters
to him self* "If its not on thing its another.
"We cannot be sure this person is the genuine article, or that the wideband
transmission was not falsified. However, we must act in accordance with what
is in front of us."
"Objection!" a voice cried out. "Our decisions must be based on facts and
evidence, not wild imaginings!"
*SS2082 clears his throat and waits for a moment to speak* "real or not we
LoC Second Dawn: Log 4
Flipswitch: Stupid 'Bots... I really don't see why we have to
do this, sir. Didn't Lord Megatron have enough of a
presence pre-Unicron to re-assume his rightful role?
Dante snuck in the shadows as he looked for the prime
oppertunity to sneak inot the communications facility.
"Silence... do not speak" dante instructed his new student
Flipswitch shut his mouth, nodding as he followed Dante.
The comm arrays were minimally defended - Everyone in
Polyhex depended on them, enough so that the crime
bosses saw no point in fighting over or on them.
One of the guards was noticably distracted, nodding to the
beat of some tune in his head.
If you look closely, you might be able to guess he's
listening to some pop tune. An obnoxious pop tune.
Clearly, this evil man must die.
from the wall behind the guard a shadow begins to form as
something litteraly comes out to the metalic wall behind
him. with a CRACK the guards neck is sliced clean through
however the guards helm remains sitting right as it we
LoC Second Dawn: Log 3
DN looked up to her father, reaching to tighten the tattered cloak
that was draping over his shoulders. She smirked, "Hopefully the
hood works," she said, "And that I wont have to carry you there..."
"I will not allow myself to be." Megatron said. "I will endure or
fail. That is the Decepticon way."
"Yeah but you're my dad," DN smiled up to him.
Megatron didn't comment for a moment, scrutizing the details of
the cavern. "I can see why Dante chose this place. It seems to twist
and turn of its own accord."
"It makes it nearly impossible for anyone to find him..." DN only
sighed, walking along the hallways of the underground. She kicked
a rock here and there, "That is if you dont know the way..."
"How much further until wearrive?" Megatron asked slightly
"You have already arrived." Dante spoke emerging from the
shadows on the wall just before them.
"Same as usual arent you Master Dante?" DN only smirked.
"Dante, old friend." Megatron greeted, giving a rare respectful bow
LoC Second Dawn: Log 2
"I perfer no loss of life Cirrus..." Lutrex looked to his friend. "We
go in make it quick clean lock them up and investigate. if we find
anything i will radio in to the Autobots and they can deal with the
rest." Lutrex commed Cirrus
"Just being pragmatic." Cirrus said aloud. "DN can lock down their
security better than both of us combined."
Lutrex looked down from their hidden spot in the upper section of
a run down wearhous "... ok" Lutrex said reluctantly
"Damn right I can," DN smirked, twirling her blade around
between her fingers, "Might be some heads rolling..."
"As the resident professional in grudges, I'd like to say if I can get
along with her, so can you." Cirrus said nonchalantly. "Relax."
Lutrex glared at that but didnt coment
"Its fine if the little Autobot doesnt want to be around me," she
only snickered, "It just makes it more fun for me to torment him..."
Cirrus eyed the warehouse as it came into view. "Play nice, kids."
Lutrex ignored the coment letting the fembot take
LoC Second Dawn: Log 1
Cirrus slipped into the shadows, keeping an eye on all the tables. Boisterous
chatter echoed through the bar, creating a rumbling din below the
tasteless music. Checking each face to memory, he singled out the criminals and
the tourists and the bystanders. He briefly considered forgetting them and
simply tossing an incendiary charge at the con artist. Briefly.
Lutrex had been blending in to the gang of low lives for a couple of Vorns now. he
was on a special assignment to keep an eye out for illegal activities in this region.
he had been chosen because quite frankly there werent that many autobots a
deep shade of purple and hehad th skills and seeker body stile to fit rigt in.
Cirrus slowly stalked into his field of vision, but did nothing to show off his
Lutrex sat at the bar as he placed some creds down on the table. "the usual
Mack." he replied to the bartender mech he would speak to frequently to find out
the latest info on the underground. for him he poseed as a Dec