1089/Battleground: Praxus 3 - 5

**Starlock has posed:**
     Autobots where holding at the defences as the Decepticon siege started pressing forward, back up had been called for, given just who was identified on the ground...

      Down below the defence turrets, Starlock was speeding around in her alt-mode getting to the injured as fast as she could, tending to them as quick as she could, once she got the soldier she'd been working on up, she'd take note of a familiar green brute on her radar.. whooo Boy.

      "<<Heads up Grotusque, I got Brawl on my radar.>>" She'd radio as she transformed and took aim at the combaticon with her Cannon.

**Grotusque has posed:**
Its a rare thing when military and intelligence coincide, meaning that usually Intel agents don't end up being part of any military operation. Being sieged, however, kinda throws a spanner in the works.

Grotusque was, at least, a tactician, an unorthodox one at that. Still, there wasn't a lot to work with here. This battle, he figured, would be decided by who was the craziest.

The mech laughed to himself. He could do crazy.

Radio transmissions come through, <<Yeah, I hear ya. Brawl's gonna take down that wall but good with those....lesse, he's packing sonic cannons if I recall. He's literally a siege machine.>> Grotusque keyed into his comms, some targetting beacons that the wall crew could deal with. Oh that slagmaker, he was looking forward to that. He scans the incoming scene, "Hrmmm...Don't know that other guy...so lets deal with the known quantity first."

Grotusque takes to the skies as his strange monsterbot from, flapping his wings erratically as he moves in to the trench area. He transforms mid-flight, judges the wind patterns and then raises his arms, hosing down the area with energon draining gas, directly at that siege machine.

The goofy comments would come later, first he needed to stick this landing.

**Brawl has posed:**
War, Hoo, Yeah! What is it good for!? Absolutely everything as a familiar green tank tears its way towards the Praxus wall, <<Payback time! Gonna wreck dis place up!>> Its obvious he is transmitting to all that can as the equivalent to heavy metal is also blaring on his speakers.

 The tank does not alter his path even as the nova cannon slams into him yelling, <<Dat the best you got!?>> Course the answer comes in the form of his energon being sapped slowing his treads down. For now he ignores the pair and takes aim with both barrels of his sonic cannons.

**Ravage has posed:**
If the other Decepticons thought they were accosting the fortifications alone, well...they're probably not too far off. Still, an opportunity is an opportunity, and Ravage is not one to let such a thing go by. Lurking in the shadows (and probably having already sneakily knocked Starlock's mug off the table), the feline begins to prowl, leveraging the chaos of the battle outside to sneak his way in as he takes stock of the base itself from the best possible vantage point...pretty much inside the silly thing.

<<So...is the plan to bring this place down? Or is it to mutiliate the Autobots?>> He pauses a moment to watch Brawl unload on the walls. <<Fortifications it is... I'll see what I can do from the inside.>>

**Shockwave has posed:**
    It's another unusual day, Shockwave is out of his lab again. Not his most favorite thing in the world, but sometimes he does have to do things to make Megatron and the rest of the Command happy. So if they wanted him to lead an offensive against Praxus, then so be it.

    << Decepticons, focus the fortifications--time is not on our side. Ravage, search for structural weaknesses. >> he intones over the comms, as the battle rages hotly around them all. They've been at it for at least several cycles, and the skies are red with the fires of battle. The Decepticon scientist is circling the base with the aerial forces, and delivers a powerful blast toward the outer defenses.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "<<Oof, Welp, that was my one good shot! Also, My thoughts exactly, I've put a crack in his armor, so, should make our lives a bit easier.>>" She'd Radio back as she'd transform back into much smaller robot mode. "<<I'm going to try and get up into the turrets, let me know if you need your armor patched, injures tended to, refueling or recalibrating, I'll be there as quick as possible>>"

      She'd add as she started climbing the ladders to the turrets, nearly being knocked off as the reverb from Shockwave's blast ripples through the defence platform. "<<Aaah smelt, Shockwave!>>" She'd call over the commlinks as she started deploying the drones.

**Grotusque has posed:**
Grotusque scowls to himself as Brawl just about ignores him. <<Hmmm, need more war crimes.>> He holds his arms out, his kibble reforming over his frame. "Now to poke the pneuma-bear..." The gargoyle-esque monsterbot clamps his teeth as he takes to the sky for a short distance. He swoops in behind Brawl's main weapon system and lands on the tank's back. "Hey Combaticon! When I'm done with you, I'm going to remove your personality circuit, but nobody'll notice! Gyahahahaha!" He holds on to the back of the tank, then rears back with his mouth open wide. and then hurls himself forward to take a massive bite out of Brawl's backside.

**Quickswitch has posed:**
The sixchanger studies the area, "I have got to get enhanced senses for this mode," he chuffs bitterly and prowls around. Transforming to cannon mode, he lets loose a vbolley of energy blasts at Shockwave.

**Brawl has posed:**
<<Outta da way you annoyin' thins'!>>, Brawl blurts out as his turret swings around in a attempt to swat at the drones as they swarm over him. The tank already being annoyed by the mini-bots certainly won't improve his mood. Especially when Grotusque not only yells at him but takes a bite!

 Quickly transforming his optics narrow as he turns towards the gargoyle, "Gonna rip dose teef out afta I bust you up!" Raising his fists as he says this he immediately attempts a swing at the monsterbot.

**Ravage has posed:**
Ah...there's something worth destroying... Ravage smiles faintly before knocking a datapad off the table. Because SCREW YOU THAT'S WHY.

But at the same time, he takes stock of the area he's wandered into... Oh, hey, that console over there looks important, too. It'd be a shame if something were to...happen to it.

**Shockwave has posed:**
    Shockwave gets blasted by one of those annoying drones. He makes quick work of it, but not before Quickswitch also shoots him. Well, what do you know, it's another giant flying Laser Cannon. Even so, the patient scientist doesn't retaliate, at least not yet, instead falling back a bit behind the swarms of cannon fodder.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock would nod seeing the drones hit home, and even relaxed a little upon seeing Quickswitch going after Shockwave. She'd move to the turrets controls and started taking aim at those on the field only for Grotusque's request to come in over the commlink and she frowns, looking down at those on the field, and then down to where she'd locked onto Ravage's single.

      "<<Do what you can to keep those two from hitting the defences.>>" She'd state as she slid down the later and down into one of the defences hatches, landing with a hard thud as she started rushing down the halls for where the signal was and fired down the hall.

**Grotusque has posed:**
The ole Monsterbot was used to getting swatted after doing something stupid. He buffs his wings, pulling him back from Brawl's swing at him. <<This is pretty bad.>> Smoke comes from inside the base. He scanned the area, 'What I wouldn't do to get a bite in at his T-Cog.'...Still, Brawl was looking at him. Come on, you big binary dummy, follow me.

Grotusque paused, why was he just thinking that? He cackles, "Come on, you big binary dummy!" before taking to the air again.

He had telemetry of where that initial big blast came from, which meant Shockwave..or a cloaked Marauder perhaps, and comes across a laser gun fight. "Oh wow, a game where only one person can bite and claw? I'm down for that!" He swoops in, and lands with pseudo-authority as he altmodes back to his root form. "Suck gas and die, shmuck!" Again he returns to his trademark weaponry, burning energon out of his foes.

**Quickswitch has posed:**
The assault unit continues. It fires upon Shockwave. It assesses the result. \*Boom\*Boom\*Boom\* goes the cannon fodder.

**Ravage has posed:**
Ravage gets hit in the side by Starlock and just turns to glare at the mech...a glare that turns into a very, very disturbing smirk as the feline's armor shimmers and ripples, slowly vanishing into the shadows to leave the toothy smile and eyes the last to vanish as...well, he's gone once more.

But not without making sure to swat that stack of important looking data slugs off the nearest desk. Because everything belongs on the floor now!

**Brawl has posed:**
Brawl looks up as Grotusque takes to the air, his engines emitting a rumble but does not follow after, "Get back down here and fight ya piece of slag!" Unless the monsterbot comes back down the tankmech looks around optics focusing back on the wall and starts running towards it looking for anything he can use as a projectile.

**Shockwave has posed:**
    Things definitely aren't looking the best on Shockwave's end. He gets gassed by the Monsterbot, which causes his fuel systems to go kind of berserk. Then another blast comes from Quickswitch, which does a fair amount of damage thanks to compromised armor from the drone earlier.

    Hmm...he examines the status of the outer barricade. A significant amount of progress has been made. Despite the state of things, the damage that has already been done might just be enough this time around. He keeps circling, pot shotting at the defenses as he tries to re-orient his fuel modulators.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "<<Can say that again.>>" Starlock would chirp over the commlink as she looked to consol, there was damage, but, she'd stop and think and moved over to it, despite what she was opening herself up too. "<<Ohh I am so going to regret this.>>" She'd grumble into the commlink, noting at Quickswitch's signal on her forearm monitor goes MIA.

      She'd type quickly on the command console deploy the drones from within, that's right Ravage, she's staying inside DESPITE knowing what you are likely going to do to her.

**Grotusque has posed:**
Grotusque is having to try to handle everything out there, putting out fires by way of spraying energon-destroying chemicals everywhere he goes. The mech would usually a bit more casual about things, but the Bots are in dire need of assistance, and the tactician of the Monsterbots is up to his processor in it. He glances back towards Shockwave where he's occupied at least for the moment. "That gas is wearing off on Brawl by now..." He altmodes again, and hits the wings, doing more of a wing-assisted jump than flight. "Did I hear my name cursed? Well, how about some extended treatment! It's just what the monsterdoc ordered! Gyahaha!" He repeats the tactic, barrelling towards Brawl, his two arm hoses raised up, for a second blast of the good stuff.

**Ravage has posed:**
Ravage could maul Starlock. It's true. But that would be expected... What's not expected is for him to find that warm console to lounge on as he watches the small Autobot work valiantly to try and fight with the base weapon systems, his tail flicking lightly as he lounges behind the unwitting Autobot...

Sure, let her /think/ he's about to strike. Or moved on. Or...just being a lazy feline enjoying something that is quite warm and comfortable to lazily enjoy.

Because cat.

It's not without reason, though... <<Hmm...you know, if you aim right, you can kill this one and cripple the defenses at the same time... That would be impressive to watch.>>

**Brawl has posed:**
Brawl grumbles as once again he is swarmed by the drones quickly swinging around at those that come close. He barely notices the gargoyle even as his feels his energon being sapped again. The tankmechs optics certainly glow red as he pulls out his gun wildly aiming to fire at both the monsterbot along with the defenses.

**Shockwave has posed:**
    The drones come around again, and Shockwave's armor is pretty much completely shot. That doesn't mean he can't still pack a serious punch. Or should we say blast. He listens to a transmission from Ravage, receiving a data packet containing structural information from within. << Excellent work, Ravage. >>

    He has just enough ammunition to let loose one more time...hopefully it will be enough to fell the defenses or at least damage them enough to allow the rest of the forces to push the rest of the way through. The big purple cyclops flies to the frontlines and transforms, his right hand converting into a powerful blaster that fires again upon Autbot defensive line.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock is quick to slam down on the evacuation alarms for those in the base, good thing to, because it's starting to come down, Starlock activates her pede boosters and starts booking it down the hall as fast as she could. "<<Mayday! The defences are coming down! Everyone pull back now and get behind Autobot lines! The base is lost, I repeat the base is lost!>>"

**Grotusque has posed:**
The weapons fire that Grotusque takes in retribution was actually rather minor. He pants as he tries to catch his intake, which is funny considering what he's been doing. He's still got that cheesy grin on his face, he'd still have it if he was being eviscerated, that's half the fun. "Hah.....hah....well Brawl...Now that you're brought down to my level...phew...." He raises his hands in a hand-to-hand stance, "How about I amend my previous statement. First, I'm going to dent your metal-plated hide to scrap, THEN I'm going to eat about forty percent of your T-Cog, now here's where it gets interesting." As Grotusque stalls for time, the alarm hits. That was it. Its over. He raises a finger, "But first, I gotta see a mech about an altmode. Wait right here." He points directly down, "Right here, and I'll come back and kill you soon." His kibble folds back over himself as he starts to take flight, that weird erratic motion, as he retreats to the rapidly overrun city.