Log edited with Logedit 2.6.9pl on Wed Jun 14 10:25:29 CDT 2000 Logged by Orca ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Olympic Stadium Vast and large, this circular stadium is to house the main events for the Monacus Olympics. Stands surround the center field, with chairs ranging from small sizes to much larger ones, able to seat Transformers of nearly every size. In the very center of the stadium is a raised platform about 30 meters (100 feet) on each side, obviously some sort of fighting arena. Ringing this platform is a wide, level expanse with different numbered rows, which borders the outside of the stands. And yet there is still a lot of empty space in the arena. Outside of the stadium are abandoned buildings, the remains of an area that Pangalactic Industries is in the process of rebuilding. People: Orca Scourge Doubleback Hook Swoop Vice Elita One Inquisitra Redshift Vector Perceptor Mixmaster Axiom Shockwave Whirl Airlift Whisper Scandal Chikome-Ollin Tyrone Blast Off Sinnertwin Objects: GM Achbeekay Vidcam Mixy's Bar and Maintenanc Events Board Race Track 2.0 Combat Pit 3 Combat Pit 1 Commentator's Booth The stands Obvious exits: West leads to Monacus Highrise Hotel. South leads to Last Chance Alley. East leads to PGI Office Block. Chikome-Ollin waves a hand dismissingly towards Tyrone. "Pay them no mind, Marcelo. I have more important things to do than get into any sort of debate with Machines." Hook transmits a message via radio. Shockwave receives a radio transmission. Tyrone grins "Yes, of course you are right, Warlord. I simply find it so amusing that the Machines try to argue with us when their points are so easily used against them." "Without such enhancements, Humans are nothing more then ugly sacks of mostly water." Axiom states to Tyrone, and then to Chikome, "You wish not to debate, because you will lose." Shockwave transmits a message via radio. Hook receives a radio transmission. Shockwave transmits a message via radio. Hook receives a radio transmission. Scandal vanishes out of reality. Airlift leaves through the west exit gates. Chikome-Ollin doesn't even bother to regard Axiom, instead continuing his conversation with Tyrone. "I trust you've been preparing for the upcoming sea race? We nearly took 3rd in the air race. I expect you to do just as well in your competition." Hook transmits a message via radio. Shockwave receives a radio transmission from Hook. Shockwave transmits a message via radio. Hook receives a radio transmission. In a darkened portion of the stadium corridors, Orca sits by himself, a large Autobo flag draped over his head. He leans forward, staring intently at the floor. Tyrone nods at Ollin "Oh I trust I shall. I believe I am one of the fastest of the seafarers around... Though with the entry of the Machines Scur-Vee and Vertigo it will be significantly more difficult considering their spatial and aerial altmodes respectively." Hook mumbles something about one eyed freaks being in command. Scur-Vee wanders about the Autobot section of the stadium fairly aimlessly. Just happenning upon Orca, he chances to peek under it and say, "S'alright?" Whirl walks over towards Orca, activating his best Burgess Meredith vocalization. "You're a bum, Rock! A nobody! You'll never beat Creed!" "My point is proven." Axiom says to his fellow 'machines', moving up and into the stands, pondering blowing up Chikome's water craft. Airlift arrives from the hotel to the west. Hook transmits a message via radio. Shockwave receives a radio transmission. Shockwave transmits a message via radio to Hook. Hook receives a radio transmission. Hook transmits a message via radio. Shockwave receives a radio transmission from Hook. Shockwave transmits a message via radio. Hook receives a radio transmission. James Trent wanders over to the other Militants, taking the opportunity to converse with Tyrone before the race. Teleported. Perceptor leaves the stadium through the east exit gates. Perceptor arrives from the skyscraper to the east. Perceptor leaves through the west exit gates. Hook blinks at Shockwave wanting him to apoligize to Chikome, public humiliation? Noooooo!!! Well it's better than getting beaten by sweeps so he'll do it! He quickly runs over to the militants, "I am sorry most noble flesh creatures you are correct, I am but a pathetic machine." Shockwave steps off the bleachers, and moves towards Hook rapidly. Whirl lifts up the flag as well, peering underneath. "Rock?" James Trent arrives just in time to hear this, and puzzles quietly over the bizarre apology. Blast Off chuckles as Hook speaks. Orca looks up to Scur-Vee and Whirl. Slowly lifting his hand to slide back the Autobot flag to gaze toward them, he gives a single nod of his head in response to them. A stern expression is fixed upon his face. Vice approaches Scourge from where ever it was he was. "Commander," he states, offering a salute and standing at rigid attention. His optics flicker, but for what reason its impossible to tell. "I require some information regarding your combat with the Autobot Swoop per orders from lord Shockwave." Leaping several feet into the air, Shockwave's head folds downward as he chest expands. The familiar transformation sounds emits from his grinding parts as his legs fold together into a gun handle; assuming his feared purple Space Cannon configuration. Tyrone salutes as Trent comes over "Commander Trent. I trust you are well?" he says and then turns his head towards Hook and simply raises an eyebrow before turning away Shockwave suddenly shifts and starts to glide towards Hook. Airlift waits..and cackles as Shockwave will get arrested..but he cackles _quietly_ Whirl steps back and glances over at Scur-Vee. "I think that's his game face. I wish I had one of those." Chikome-Ollin nods thoughtfully towards Tyrone. He's about to speak when James approaches, and then Hook. Eyeing the Machine, he bursts out into laughter. What a fine wedding present Hook has given him. Even without an inch of sincerity in his voice, hearing that from a Machine has just made his day. James Trent says, "That was ... odd." Shockwave comes to a hovering halt some 20 feet away from Hook, the cannon barrel resonating with his monotonic voice. "10.533 seconds, Constructicon." Snaptrap is leaning against a wall waiting for the sea races to begin..he wonders why Skalor hasn't reported to him yet..he may have to 'remind' his underling of his place in the seacons. Tyrone nods "Indeed it was. I suppose they are distributing poor energon today." The giant tortoise's limbs fold into it's monsterous shell,soon replaced by the robotic form of the Seacon Commander SnapTrap. Hook eyes Shockwave, damnit he needs to be more clear, "What exactly do you want me to do Shockwave? Make up your mind!" Damnit this guy needs a check up! Scur-Vee nods. "Aye. But ye kinnae be too serious before a match or ye'll jinx it. Ye gotta learn ta flow." Chikome-Ollin then looks past Hook, to see the giant gun pointed in the humbled Construction's direction. He takes a few steps away from the Machine. Better to be safe than sorry. Coelecanth Mech makes his way quickly through the crowd, trying to find his commander. He seems a little.. out of his element.. and stinky.. James Trent agrees wordlessly, and follow's Ollin's suit. Scourge shrugs at Vice and provides him with said information, he doesn't seem to care especially, "I was beating the primitive until Shockwave came in and assisted the Dinobot by cannoning me, thereby disqualifying the Dinobot for interference on his behalf. Of course, the ditz carbon of a judge did not understand the rules of the combat events, and disqualified me instead." Tyrone joins his warlord in backing off, taking one les step back then his bosses so as to absorb some of the blast if the machine were to fire upon them, and he's able to get his armor up quickly enough. Whirl's voice mellows as he makes luau moves with his arms. "Ah, flooow. I can do that too. Mellow, man. Be cool. Hang loose." James Trent mutters to Tyrone, "... up... machines..." Shockwave 's barrel starts to glow as more energy intakes, "5.67." The charge grows, and grows, "3.21." And then it hits crux, "1. 0." Not waiting any longer, Hook gets shot. Badly. Shockwave strikes Hook with cannon2. Axiom idly waits for Security to come kick Shox's metallic ass. Airlift moves and waits with Axiom. Vice's optics narrow. This had to be more complicated than it first appeared, of course--but no matter. "The name of the judge?" he inquires, optics darting as if to look for said official before even receiving the information. The edges of Orca's mouth curl slowly into a grin as he looks toward Scur-Vee. "Just trying to remain focused," he says as he drapes the flag back over his head. The Aquabot's hands drop to his sides. He balls them into tight fists, then extends his fingers outward. Swoop watches as Shockwave shoots yet, another Decepticon. He turns and asks the bots nearby, "Swoop wanna know. When did Spankywave start killing Septik-cons for Bots? Swoop not know Runnyeye work for bots now." Scur-Vee raises an eyebrow at the Shock Cannon. "Yikes. Wonder what he did to get THAT." Whirl hears an explosion behind him. "What the..." Spinning around, he spies smoke and reeling Constructicons. "If -that's- first prize, I'm glad I never entered any of these contests!" Tyrone nods to Trent and immediately activates his armour, beginning to hover slightly off the ground as Shockwave fires. As the blast emits, Tyrone hits the jets on his armour, propelling himself in front of Chikome and Trent, absorbing any shrapnel that may come by. A lime green halo appears around Tyrone and in a flash his clothing is replaced by sea green power armor. Hook erks as he's cannoned in public. Damn cyclops, he asks you to win and when you report to him about the win he tells you not to talk back, then he asks for repent against a militant only to get shot. Yes things couldn't possibly worse. Unless of course Scrapper somehow gets credited for the win that Hook had against the Autobot. Bending at the barrel, the giant purple cannon shifts and expands with the familiar transformation sound into the menacing form of Shockwave. James Trent clears his throat. "That's really not necessary, Tyrone. I'm sure both Warlord Ollin and I have light subdermal armour." Coelecanth Mech makes his way over to Mixey's, and then sniffs the ground. He looks up, and finds himself standing in front of Snaptrap. "Snaptrap, sir?" Shockwave transforms and lands back onto the ground, pointing the oddly smoking cannon appendage of his robot mode at Hook. "Round two shall be performed by Scrapper, as he directly garnered your victory by upgrading your armour." Scur-Vee nods. "Hai, Daniel-san. Focus." Gur-Knee arrives from the hotel to the west. Hook whats from the ground! He's gonna appeal this to Lord Galvatron if he has to! He doesn't mind being cannoned but having his round be declared to Scrapper, now that's just something he'll never allow! Chikome-Ollin wonders what could be better than a Machine apologizing to him, and finds out when Hook is blasted in front of him. The Warlord tilts his head to the side, enjoying the warm blast of air coming off Hook's body. Ah, what an Olympics this year. Snaptrap notices a strange,yet fimiliar smell in the air...He looks around then down and sure enough it's Skalor. He looks at his fellow seacon and says "Where have you been? What have you been doing? And did you forget how to salute?!" Vice fails even to look around at the cannon blast, waiting to get the name of the judge from Scourge.... Scourge says, "Cupcake." Coelecanth Mech moves his weak little claw arm as far up as he can on his big flat fishhead. He answers "Skalor swim.." Shockwave swivels away from Hook's carcass now, marching back to his solitude near the Decepticon Stands. Hook will never ever support Shockwave in his coups from now on, hail Galvatron! Vice's features immediately go flat, his expression unreadable. He ducks his head--"Very well commander,"--and dismisses himself. Axiom notes that Security was nowhere to be seen. Interesting. James Trent watches the situation, a confused smirk creeping onto his face. "... This was unexpected," he finally says with typical understatement. Inquisitra waits until Shockwave is way over there before heading to the downed constructicon and idly running a scanner over him. Inquisitra pulls out a medical scanner and runs a check on Hook. Airlift notes that with Axiom. Guess that means that the bbposts were just for fun. James Trent quietly points to Inquisitra. "I don't think that'll happen easily." Gur-Knee walks in from the hotel and sits down next to Scur-Vee. "Whaddi miss, whaddi miss!?" Scur-Vee shrugs, from his position next to Orca. "Hook jest got a big ol' taste o' Shockwave." Chikome-Ollin mutters a quiet curse as medical aide is provided to Hook. What a missed opportunity to gather another Machine and turn it into Militant credits. Swoop sighs as the Monacus Security is once again too slow to catch the big purple super cannon from doing destructive damage to the poor defenseless Decepticon ranks. He LOVES IT! and hopes Spankywave continues his rampage on the cons. Hook lays there on the ground as some kid runs up to him with a Squishee in hand, the kid shakes his head sobbing, "I use to believe in you Hook, now I don't believe in anything!" The kid pours the remains of the Squishee on Hook's face before running off muttering, "Scrapper will be my new hero." From the ground Hook yells in his weakenned stated, "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!" Gur-Knee looks as security arrives. "Look out man is the fuzz." Monacus Cop enters followed by several other cops, all carrying Cable guns(TM, Marvel Comics). "You men, secure the perimeter, the rest with me." The head Cop tosses her stoogie on the ground and stomps it out. "Alright, alright, what's all this then?" James Trent can't help but chuckle at the sight of Hook and the young child. Inquisitra pokes Hook a few dozen times before making sure most of his owweys are still attached. "Would you like a band-aid, Inqqy-style?" Chikome-Ollin shakes his head. "Waste of a good drink." Axiom guesses that the security is only for Cons getting harassed, and defending themselves. Hook stares into Inquisitra's eyes with a big hole in his stomach, he says with total sarcasm, "No... just let me writh here in agony on the ground, I'm sure my self repair systems can take care of it." Scur-Vee shrugs at Gur-Knee, and says honestly, "Hey, I didn't do it." Vice's optics almost immediately land on the Monacus security as they enter the area, something about those intelligence business types, then just as quickly dismiss them. He stands for a moment in thought, the crowd parting around him as if sensing his mood and wanting none of it. Monacus Cop walks over to the crispy Hook on the ground. "We're gettin' reports of a lotta rough'ousin' in 'ere. You lot in da armor, what you got to say about this 'ere deepfried thin'?" James Trent says, "I hope you got plenty of fluids, Tyrone. You'll likely need them." Inquisitra okays, grinning at Hook, and sits down next to him, idly poking every few minutes, Bart Simpson-style, while she reads from a datapadd. "... ... .... Unfortunately, Galvatron would want you repaired....And you're bleeding all over Our part of Monacus. Quit it." Gur-Knee volunteers his services in removing Hook from the premises if needed. Hook says, "Ow! Quit it!" Maverick leaves Maverick's lab. Gur-Knee lowers to his belly as his chest flips up to form a truck cab, concealing his head. His legs come together and his back unfolds into a large truck flatbed. His arms shorten and lign up next to his cab, looking similar to square fuel tanks. Flatbed Wrecker (Gur-Knee) drives over toward where Hook is slowly simmering in a delicat energon sauce. Hook uh ohs as the scavengers are already plotting his demise to eat his remains! James Trent says, "I have to admit I made that mistake. It didn't take long for it to run out, under conditions that intense." Chikome-Ollin smiles, and heads over to the officer as he addresses the Militants, even though 2/3 aren't armored. "Actually, we saw the whole thing, officer. This Machine here," He motions to Hook with a swift kick to the fallen Constructicon's head, "was politely apologizing to me for being an inferior lifeform, when one of his fellow Decepticon Machines, the one called Shockwave, approached and opened fire." James Trent smirks selfconsciously as he runs his fingers through his hair. Inquisitra is prepared to valiantly defend the fallen knight. She eyes the Junkion and after a moment of consieration, sticks one of her needle-blades into Hook, and points to it. "Flagpole. We claim this Decepticon in the name of Lord Galvatron, You can't have him." Monacus Cop nods, "Right... who's this Soundwave bloke?" James Trent says, "You've got a smaller field of competition, of course." Hook gurgles as a needle-blade is stuck into him, "Ahhhhhh!!! Get away from me!!! I'll administer repairs to myself!!!" Actually he'll just crawl back to the hotel and wait for Scrapper. Chikome-Ollin points up into the commoners section of the stand. "Big ugly looking Machine. No, too vague. Tall purple Machine, has only one eye, and a cannon for a hand. Freakish looking, even for them." Monacus Cop nods and looks as directed. "Ah. Men, bring that thing down here for questioning." Vice suddenly snaps out of his reverie, optics locking on the flatbed wrecker previously disguised as a Junkion. He stomps over through the crowd until he's between the vehicle and Constructicon. Fortunately Inquisitra has already rejected the inane offer. "Cease," he commands, as though Gur-Knee were one of his own lackies. Whirl buys some more worthless merchandise from a nearby vendor. Gotta make sure I have plenty of stuff to say that 'I was here!', ya know. Flatbed Wrecker (Gur-Knee) emits to the brooding Decepticons, "I wasn't gonna eat it, I swear...All I have is a shake for breakfast, a shake for lunch and then a sizeable dinner. Surgeon Generals warning, Decepticons can be hazardous to your health." The rest of the security force move up into the stands around Shockwave, "Sir, come with us, please." James Trent nods. "So it would seem." Airlift hangs out near the back just watching.. Hook also moans from getting kicked and prodded by various persons as he starts to crawl across the area. Monacus Cop glances over to Hook, "Stay still there, we'll get you some help. No need to go messin' up yerself further." Vice's optics narrow at Gur-Knee, chin sliding to the side in an expression of contempt. What a pitiful creature. "Indeed we can. So I had better never see your kind approaching an injured Decepticon again," he growls quietly. Flatbed Wrecker (Gur-Knee) begins to drive away towards the pit area, "Well you didn't have to yell." He pulls into the pits and awaits the next race, if it ever actually starts. :) Airlift moves over to get in Hook's path..standing with arms crossed for a long moment, then quietly reaching a hand down, "Can I offer you some assistance Sir?" Hook transmits a message via radio. Shockwave receives a radio transmission. A Sweep happens upon the stadium, no big deal, right? Immediately upon notice of the security guards surrounding Shockwave, Singe heads over to Airlift.. Singe mutters to Airlift, "... going..." Vice glances towards the Monacus Cops. "No you won't." He looks up, about to call Airlift but notices he's already on the job. "Airlift can handle it. Only we will touch our personnel." Snaptrap transmits a message via radio. Hook receives a radio transmission from Snaptrap. Hook eyes Airlift, oh great, this is just great. He sighs extending his hand out, it's not like things can get any worse so he accepts sighing muttering, "Very well..." Monacus Cop glances over at Vice. "This is a Monacus Police matter, bub. I don't care what tree of command you swing on, here, you're at the roots." Monacus Cop says, "But, if you wanna tell me you have medics able to handle it, great, we won't send you the bill." Airlift pulls out a medical scanner and runs a check on Hook. Airlift pulls Hook up as a spare hand pulls out a medical scanner, running a quick check.. "Hrm..this isn't good..we need to get you back to the medbay.." Coelecanth Mech looks at Snaptrap with large round yellow optics. They start to turn redder, then go back to yellow. He snarls "Are you ready for the races, /Sir/?" Airlift mutters to Singe, "Shockwave decided..." Singe smirks. Singe mutters to Airlift, "... was his reason?" Vice crosses his arms over his chest, looking distinctly unamused. "I don't care what kind of jurisdiction you think you have," he replies, ignoring the second comment. "We take care of our business and our own people." His tone has a measure of finality to it, the discussion quite over in his mind. One of the security forces surrounding Shockwave says, "Sir, if you don't come forward quietly for questioning, we will be forced to take you downtown." Airlift mutters to Singe, "... Hook offended... something..to... having a... for his actions..what... from someone who... rule than..." Shockwave transmits a message via radio. Hook receives a radio transmission. Hook waves his arm to the Monacus Police trying to get their attention, they have to listen to him before convicting Shockwave. Snaptrap looks down at snaptrap,not at all happy with the much smaller seacons tone..He says "I've been ready for hours." Snaptrap then gives the Coelecanth Mech a good kick..just to remind him who's in charge. Monacus Cop glances over at Hook, "Yeah?" Coelecanth Mech snarls as he recieves the kick. To him this is just old Seacon teasing. He pats Snaptrap and whispers to him. Hook gasps, he's gonna try to cover for Shockwave after all that was done to him, "Shockwave did not attack me, I was trying to repair Shockwave's weapon, making an inspection when I accidentally had it fire off at me... It was an honest mistake." Yeah that's it a mistake! Come on believe this, he doesn't want to forfeit his position to Scrapper! Swoop stands up with many gumbies and boos and hisses and yell Liars at the cons. Monacus Cop doesn't appear to believe a word of it, but simply asks, "You gonna not press charges then?" A voice announces over the loudspeakers: "All participants of the water race competition, please report to the track now. Event will commence shortly." James Trent raises an eyebrow at the proceedings in disbelief. Snaptrap mutters "It's about damn time!" Vertigo shakes her head, and decides to head towards the track. Hook hrms, does he dare live out the Decepticon dream and let his boss get taken away to jail? This is a hard decision to make! Of course if he doesn't do anything Shockwave will hound him for the rest of his life. On the other hand SHockwave might be picking up alot of enersoap. Scur-Vee smacks Orca on the back. "Looks like we're up. Let's have a clean race, eh?" Coelecanth Mech looks towards Snaptrap and snarls " I just got here. Where's the track?" Scur-Vee begins to wander out towards the track, transforming halfway there and floating over to the canal. Scur-Vee leaps into the air, doubling over, parts shifting and bulging, huge sails popping out of his back and rotating into place as he grows many many times larger, until a huge space pirate ship floats before you! Swindle heads for the track. Scur-Vee joins the race. In the darkened room, Orca lifts his head as he hears the speaker announcement. He rises slowly to his feet. "It's time," he murmer to himself as he begins to slowly stroll toward the entry way into the arena. He pulls the Autobot flag down to his shoulders. The flatbed truck begins to make a noise as two arms appear from under the cab, pushing the truck up off of the ground. The frame under the bed bends and separates to form two legs as the bed itself folds up to form a back. The cab bends down to form a chest as a head lifts up from it, revealing Gur-Knee. Chikome-Ollin smiles, patting Tyrone on the back. "Good luck, Marselo." Hook sighs, "I will not be pressing any charges." You owe me big time Shockwave! Doubleback leaves through the west exit gates. Airlift hrms, "My patient really needs his repairs..you know, I'm sure there's some security camera's you could find to figure out what happened..if you'll excuse me, I'll get my patient back to the medbay.." Sunflare says, "What's going on here?" Monacus Cop nods. "Right," and looks around. "Was anything else damaged here?" Vertigo joins the race. Singe comes into view. Whirl mutters to nobody in particular: "Scourge's pride..." Skalor joins the race. Gur-Knee walks over to Scur-Vee and checks him over, "All systems go cap'n. Play hard, real hard." he grins and walks off to watch the race. Suddenly, blue smoke fills the area by Hook and there is a high pitched voice, cackling. "I AM THE CHEMIST, THAT MIXES AT NIGHT! I CREATE THE CEMENT OF CONCRETE EVIL! I...AM MIXMASTER!" Mixmaster suddenly appears at Hook's side, the smoke emanating from his forehead nozzles. "HEY HEY HEY! How're things' a lookin' Hookster?" he says, and laughs evilly. James Trent waves as Tyrone wanders off. "Good luck." Tyrone joins the race. The race track has been heavily modified. Where the normal flat racing surface was, is now a deep, hollowed-out canal filled with water. Generators placed at strategic points on the course create artificial currents to make navigation more difficult. The far turn of the oval is a submerged tunnel, with a transparisteel top so the spectators outside can still see in. Vertigo looks over at Maverick, and smiles sweetly. "BOO!" Snaptrap collapses into himself and falls to the ground with a growl. His robotic form in has now been replaced by a GIANT blue,red and heavily armed tortoise! Orca steps into the arena. His gaze remainds fixed on the race track. He strides intently toward the race track with a slow, steady pace. Orca is now registered for the race. Type 'delme' to remove yourself. Tyrone joins the race. Sunflare blinkblinks at Mixy. "Oh, for stars' sake..." Snaptrap joins the race. Scur-Vee joins the race. Skalor joins the race. Maverick looks up at Vertigo. He blinks a few times and just emits a hologram of a raspberry face in front of the Seekerfemme. So neener. Airlift is helping Hook towards the hotel. Vertigo joins the race. Maverick joins the race. Hook lays there on the ground giving a thumbs up to Mixmaster, "I'll be ok." He looks up to Airlift, "Please take me back to the hotel for repairs Airlift." Wow Hook was actually nice to Airlift! Vice stares at Hook during the proceedings, fallen into a kind of apoplectic silence. His hand slowly curl into fists, the metal groaning under the strain. Decepticons...bartering, or tantamount to it, to save their commander from being arressted? The very idea causes nueral diodes to pop and sizzle. Coelecanth Mech waddles his way over to the track, leaving his trail behind him. Vertigo holos a picture of Arcee waggling her aft back at Maverick. I can't see that here. Sunflare follows Lift and Hook Sunflare leaves through the west exit gates. Hook leaves through the west exit gates. The Grand Marshal strides out onto the announce balcony with a microphone. Tilting his hat back as he watches the competitors line up, he announces idly, "This is a new event for this year... hope our racers don't get too excited and spring a leak in my nice new track." A laugh titters around the audience. Blaster arrives from the Last Chance Alley. Blaster joins the race. Scandal joins the race. Vertigo says, "Hey sis, let's kick some aft." Scandal runs out towards the track. Drag Strip slowly sinks into the water, sails furling and disappearing into their masts as he prepares himself for the race. Large ports open towards the rear of the vessal as he prepares his hydrojets for operation. The giant tortoise's limbs fold into it's monsterous shell,soon replaced by the robotic form of the Seacon Commander SnapTrap. Blaster removes himself from the race roster. Drag Strip vanishes out of reality. Junkion Spaceship slowly sinks into the water, sails furling and disappearing into their masts as he prepares himself for the race. Large ports open towards the rear of the vessal as he prepares his hydrojets for operation. Scandal comes to a position beside Vertigo, "Lets hope anyway... if not I plan on exacting some revenge. Crosswire vanishes out of reality. Vertigo winks, "Sounds like a plan." Junkion Spaceship slowly sinks into the water, sails furling and disappearing into their masts as he prepares himself for the race. Large ports open towards the rear of the vessal as he prepares his hydrojets for operation. Coelecanth Mech splashes down into the water, dunking a few times to make sure his oilyness is spread into the water really nicely.. Snaptrap jumps into the water..trying to stay away from his fellow seacon's oil slick. Orca steps toward the edge of the canal. He drops his right shoulder and slings the Autobot flag around as he waves it before the crowd. Stepping into the water with his right foot, the Aquabot falls forward into his vehicular mode. Diving forward, Orca thrusts his arms over his head. They combine as his legs fold under him. His head descends into his body as his turbines move backward into position for directing aquatic movement. Gur-Knee just looked at you. Something finally seems to break inside Vice and his fists pop open, fingers flexing slowly. He only stands for a moment more before striding up to where Shockwave is seated. Gone is his careful avoidance of the crowd: he just marches right through them, forcing a path. Vertigo slips back and forth in the water, getting used to it, as she makes sure her seals are good and ready for the race. Tyrone just looked at you. The Grand Marshal hehs, "What the hell - get that idiot robot out of the way. Last I checked this was a race, not a contest to see who could sink the fastest." A few more minutes pass, as the crew makes final preparations to the tidal generators, then the GM steps aside to allow the usual announcer to step up to bat as it were. "Ladies 'n gentlemen... Brox." A resounding cheer responds to the two-headed announcer's grins and three upraised arms. Maverick slips quietly into the water, rubbing his hands together in preparation. Tiny streams of bubbles rise from the bottoms of his feet as he prepares his underwater propulsion engines. Scandal slides into the water, the wheels imbedded in her back extending, and her boot jets extending water propulsion units, she grins, "Lets get it on..." Aquatic Tank [Orca] bobs in the water. There is the faint sound of a whir as his stabilizer fin descends beneath his frame. The large turbines mounted along the vessel's stern begin to spin slowly in neutral. Coelecanth Mech humms a little, it seems, as something begins to work. His legs flex, and he seems proud to not be using thrusters to propel himself. Vertigo wiggles her feet, and grins wryly at her sister. "Good luck, Scandal..." Scandal says, "You too..." she grins darkly, "I think this'll be more fun then the ground race. I don't care about winning this one." Scur-Vee just looked at you. With sounds of shifting hydraulics, the black and white hydrotank seems to split in half, its bow moving apart and forming into arms. The large propulsion turbines at its rear fold along to the very top of the vehicle. Legs unfold from below as the black helm of Orca rises up from the middle of the vessel. Stalker just looked at you. Scandal grins a bit and leans over to her sister, letting the water soak into the proper systems, She mutters to Vertigo, "... I think we... do... as... give... chance..." Monacus Cop takes her security team and leaves. Monacus Cop vanishes out of reality. Vertigo mutters to Scandal, "... smell... sis..." Coelecanth Mech snarls at the other participants in the water. He know has a quite large oil slick around him, and the smirk on his face shows it. He kicks his legs in the water, splashing some of the oily mess into the air. Scandal mutters to Vertigo, "... they... decepticon... they... the... we must... care what they..." Junkion Spaceship , quite used to less-than-sanitary conditions, doesn't seem in the least perturbed by his position next to Skalor at the starting line. Vertigo mutters to Scandal. Orca runs his hands in a circular motion through the water. Lifting his arms, he peers at the water dropping through his hands in thin trickles. He squats downward, sinking in the water as it swirls into eddys about his frame. Brox graciously accepts the microphone from the GM and leans over the railing. "Are you READY? Got your rubber duckies?" Current track positions: 0) Blaster (lap 1) Tyrone (lap 1) Vertigo (lap 1) Scur-Vee (lap 1) Maverick (lap 1) Orca (lap 1) Scandal (lap 1) Skalor (lap 1) Snaptrap (lap 1) Scandal mutters to Vertigo. Coelecanth Mech looks over towards the Junkion, teeth showing. Maverick waves a hand in the water in front of him. With a glance aside at Skalor, he holds the other hand out and expels a stream of water from the wrist, pushing the oily gloop away from himself, "Can't you stop leaking until the race is over?" Snaptrap grabs his rubber duckie Junkion Spaceship emits a loud quacking noise. Coelecanth Mech snorts at Maverick, teeth showing. Orca motions silently a thumbs-up gesture toward Brox before turning his attention to peer back down the canal. Vice vanishes out of reality. Junkion Spaceship lets the rusted out seeker-frame below his prow do the talking. Vertigo grabs his duckie. Junkion Spaceship bobs silently in the water, waiting for the starting gun. Brox lifts his starter pistol in the air with one hand, the other two plugging the ears of his right head as it winces in anticipation of the bang. "Now play nice kids... GO!" He squeezes the trigger; the pistol's crack reverberates and the green light glows. Vertigo jumps ahead, hitting the anti-grav thrusters in her jets to propeller her over the water for a moment as she dives beneath the surface, and takes off. Coelecanth Mech speeds forwards, legs propelling him under the water with ease, although slow, he makes his way down the course. Scandal drops below the water rapidly and guns all of her water propulsion, shooting off like a torpedo through the water, her sleek frame is perfect for this kind of shallow water operation, she leaves a wide wake from the sheer water displacement. Maverick leans forward horizontally and holds his hands along his sides. With a quiet whirr of moving parts, the small engines on his hands and feet bubble to life, propelling him forward in the water. Airlift arrives from the hotel to the west. Snaptrap surges forward..completely at home here..just like a fish in water :) The racers speed around the track.... Junkion Spaceship launches foreward, leaving a massive bow wave in his wake, and spraying enough water behind him to put out a six-alarm fire. Subtle, he ain't. As he gets up to speed, he skims along on the surface of the water as far as he can before being forced to dive under for the tunnel. The water behind Orca churns into a boiling cauldron as he slams his turbine-thrusters into gear. The Aquabot barrels forward, diving beneath the surface and accelerating rapidly--leaving a streaming trail of bubbles in his wake. His arms fall tightly against his sides, his fingers extended flat and helf against his torso frame. Vertigo picks up speed as she swings around the track. "See sis, already behind us!" She bends her body in as she sweeps forward, arms cutting through the water as she attempts to catch up with the squishie. Coelecanth Mech propels himself faster, seeing as though the others are going past him easily. He still seems.. sluggish, though. Current track positions: 12) Scur-Vee (lap 1) 7) Tyrone (lap 1) 6) Vertigo (lap 1) Maverick (lap 1) Orca (lap 1) Scandal (lap 1) 4) Skalor (lap 1) Snaptrap (lap 1) Scandal emits, "You do your thing, I'll do mine." with that, the stuntifemme swimmer angles sideways, drifting towards the autobots running near her position, she kicks more boost from her engines as she does so, she's going to wait for a time however, before making any definitive moves. Gur-Knee jumps up and starts cheering, waving a Junk flag. "Avast ye matey. Vee's number one, Vee's number one, Vee's number one..." Blot Splorts into the room. Leaving a trail of something he ate. Blot drops Box of Blotchow. Brox blinkblinks a few times... with four eyes, that's a lot of blinking. "Holy cats - Scur-Vee takes a BLINDING lead from the start, already heading into the tunnel for the first run through the course! Uh... the rest of the pack is... nowhere near him..." his left head recovers from his momentary speechlessness. "The rest of the pack is bunched, is what they are; once they disentangle themselves from each other the field should even out. Scur-Vee had better hope he has the stamina to keep that lead." Junkion Spaceship 's form suddenly disappears below the water as he enters the tunnel, a trail of bubbles behind him obscuring the view from the tunnel's transparent plasteel top. Singe stands up, with his arm raised. "Blotchow man! Over here!" Maverick says, "snickers faintly as he sees the Junkion take an early, but not unexpected, lead. He just concentrates on himself, for now, and keeping on the opposite side of the track from Vertigo." Airlift just EYES his cousin, "That's gross Singe..." Maverick snickers faintly as he sees the Junkion take an early, but not unexpected, lead. He just concentrates on himself, for now, and keeping on the opposite side of the track from Vertigo. Blot munching on the contents of Blotchow says, "No, MINE!" "Give it to me, you little bag of snot!" The Sweep growls, and lunges at Blot, Hobbes-style. Blot shreks, "NO!" holding up the box. "READ THE WARNING!" The racers speed around the track.... Hell Hound stands up from his resting spot and begins to snarl at the Sweep. "Back off, sweep." Singe reads the warning. "Oh, nevermind. My bad, bro-hime." He dusts himself off, and goes to sit with Airlift. Singe ignores Sinnertwin, too. Scandal slides in beside Maverick as she runs the track, all her little underwater gear pumps at full speed, she doesn't expect to win, and she's waiting for that Junkion to come up so she can spoil his fun... Coelecanth Mech pushes himself faster, though it seems the problem for him is that years of disrepair are suddenly causing his leg to freeze.. it seems he might be losing ground.. Airlift pulls out a piece of dehydrated turbo-rabbit, "Metal Chew?" he offers to Singe. Brox's right head whistles through its teeth. "Scur-Vee's set to lap the laggers as he comes up past the starting line again... I forsee some turbulence in his future." His left head agrees. "Meantime, we have Tyrone still holding a respectable second place, with Vertigo and Orca two lengths behind in third. Maverick and Scandal seem to be riding the wake of the pack right now, while Skalor and that... turtle - a turtle? ha! - ahem... lag a bit behind the rest." Singe takes Airlift's offer with a nod. "A Sweep Snack." Junkion Spaceship bursts out of the tunnel and breaches like a massive, coked-up metal whale. Falling back down with a massive splash, he skips along the surface again for a series of stacatto splashes that spray up and into the stands. Jace has arrived in a puff of strange smoke. Vertigo grins to herself, and suddenly attempts to get a little bit closer to just Tyrone to snag his leg, and yank him backwards. Maverick glances aside to Scandal. Hey, as long as he's back in the middle of the pack, he may as well not be bored, "So who do you think will get second?" Orca's optics grow brightly at the swirling bubbles in the wake of the Junkion's explosive start. Straightening his body, Orca rolls on his side, cutting laterally through the water as he swims toward the tunnel and tries to chase after the human in power-armor. His peripheral vision indicates a nearby competitor, but he remains focused ahead. Snaptrap continues to sail along..not in any real hurry...he sees Scur--vee coming up from behind..and decides to have some fun if he trys to pass. Airlift smiles, "Killed it myself..then this bot that was out in teh area right afterwards.." and pulls out another piece for himself as he hands the first to Singe The racers speed around the track.... "Say," the Sweep grates, while watching the race. "I ought to have my chassis waterproofed, and my thrusters capable of underwater propulsion. What do you think.. doctor?" Current track positions: 18) Orca (lap 1) 17) Vertigo (lap 1) 16) Scur-Vee (lap 2) 15) Maverick (lap 1) Scandal (lap 1) 13) Skalor (lap 1) 12) Snaptrap (lap 1) 1) Tyrone (lap 2) Scandal emits, "Not you, autobot." she replies, "I'd wager on Orca or Vertigo." she glances sideways, her face shielded with a special slidedown visor, "What do you think?" Coelecanth Mech bores fowards with all of his might, trying to just get close enough to hit something.. Gur-Knee continues cheering at a fevered pace as Scur-Vee comes around the track again, "Ridem cowboy!" Airlift bites off a piece of his rabbit-chew and hrms, "As soon as I've finished figuring out how to add the system to myself, I'll let you know..my test models keep getting water in their induction coils and blowing up.." Scandal forgets to listen for the answer as the Junkion cruises past her, she guns more speed out of her pack to attempt to take him out for a spell, she doesn't like hotshot speedsters. Scandal tries to ram into Scur-Vee, without much success. Race Track Commands: * addme - adds you to the current race. * delme - removes you from the current race. * list - lists the current participants of this race. * positions - lists the current SPATIAL positions of each participant. (This is just to show how close each person is to everyone else; NOT RANKING.) * crash - attempt to ram into a person within 1 position of you. If you attack someone, you will only advance half as far as usual in the next round. If you hit your victim, s/he won't advance AT ALL. If you miss, you still only travel half as far, but your opponent is unaffected. Maverick sweeps to the side a bit to let the large ship pass by, "Oh, I know not me. I'd say that Militant if he manages to avoid..." He trails off as the Decepticon tries to snatch at Scurv, "Oh, nevermind." Singe considers Airlift's words for a moment, while munching on turborabbit-chews. "Can't you bypass the induction coils with a secondary relay?" It seems, listening to Revenant, has paid off. Coelecanth Mech grins to himself as his chance is won. He continues speeding forward towards his goal. Vertigo says, "Whoops, sorry Orca.. nice and all.. but forget about it." She lurches forward, and tries to slam into the Aquabot. "Whoopsie!" Vertigo crashes forcefully into Orca! Junkion Spaceship skips along the surface of the water as Scandal tries to intercept him, but he's already prepared for that eventuality, and instead tries to land right on top of the Stuntifemme as he passes. Scur-Vee crashes forcefully into Scandal! Airlift hrms, "That'd work..up until you hit a real depth..then the pressure would cause your secondary bypass to implode and you'd get water in your plasma coolant system...and that's just..not a good thing." Brox squints to sort out shapes as they flash through the transparent tunnel. "Scur-Vee keeping up his breakneck pace, but he's exiting the tunnel right in the middle of Vertigo, Maverick and Scandal... looks kinda crowded down there. Meantime Tyrone extends his second-place lead, rounding the homestretch curve for the first time. Orca's not too far behind though in third." His other head comments wryly, "Meantime, the fish are just heading into the tunnel for the first time..." Scandal gets crunched rather forcefully for her attempt, and skitters out of control for a moment going backwards. Singe grins toothily at Airlift, "Bet it would be pretty fun, though." Airlift rolls his eyes as he grins, "You're sick Singe, you know that!?" Gur-Knee hollers out to Scur-Vee, "Good show old man!" Singe smirks, "Oh, Airlift. Flattery.. will get you.. /every/ where.." The Sweep's clawed hand draws upon the Reaver's thigh. Uh oh. The racers speed around the track.... Junkion Spaceship chuckles darkly as he feels the satisfying impact on his belly. "Fast as fast can be, never catch me!" he cries as he speeds away from Scandal. Focused ahead, Orca is unable to even notice Vertigo before it's too late. The Decepticon smashes into him, sending him into the side of the tunnel with a resounding *THUD* which echoes throughout the aquatic tube. His legs and arms sprall outward as he tumbles head over heels. Gathering his composure, Orca pushes off the side of the wall and continues swimming through the water, a grimacing scowl fixed on his face.. Axiom moves to the other side of the stands, away from the Sweep and the Reaver. Thats not right. Snaptrap transmits a message via radio. Skalor receives a radio transmission. Scandal regains control and hits the accelerators! Vertigo sneaks up as Scur-Vee slips by, and takes out her blade, trying to slice along the length of his hull, and do some major damage. Blot munches down on Blotchow. "Dis is good stuff." a peice falls on an alien seated below Blot and it eats through him. Vertigo crashes forcefully into Scur-Vee! Coelecanth Mech pulls forwards some more.. all of the time spent in the water.. that time he waited.. here it comes.. Skalor crashes forcefully into Orca! Scandal emits, "I'm not going to stand for that, the fraggin' junk WILL pay for that." she says to noone imparticular as she's trailing even the FISH for heavens sake... Snaptrap transmits a message via radio to Skalor. Skalor receives a radio transmission. Airlift spots the field and screams, "YEAH VERTIGO! KILL HIM GOOD!!!!" Gur-Knee transmits a message via radio. Scur-Vee receives a radio transmission. Maverick jinks to the side of Scur-Vee again, carefully watching Vertigo. He grins and does his best to put up a small hologram between himself and the Seekerfemme so she won't see him. Skalor transmits a message via radio. Snaptrap receives a radio transmission from Skalor. Brox covers one set of eyes with two hands, but keeps announcing with the other set. "Sure enough that crowd seems to've bobbled a few people... Scur-Vee limps around the finish pole for the second time, but he's having trouble breaking free of Vertigo and Maverick! Tyrone still in second, out in the open as he heads for the tunnel again! The rest of the pack is strung out down the homestretch, with even the TURTLE - ha! - passing up Scandal as she fails to recover from that bump." Current track positions: 18) Orca (lap 1) 17) Skalor (lap 1) 16) Snaptrap (lap 1) 15) Scandal (lap 1) 9) Tyrone (lap 2) 2) Scur-Vee (lap 3) 1) Vertigo (lap 2) Maverick (lap 2) Junkion Spaceship winces (or he would, anyway) as he feels a sharp pain in his side. "Erk! She's takin' on water, matey's! Man the bilge pumps!" He grinds to a halt as he transforms and rearranges some armor plates briefly before continuing. "Ah, much better." Transforming back into his ship mode, he once again powers up his engines for the race. Hook arrives from the hotel to the west. The racers speed around the track.... Blot looks back to the crowd. "Hey....we should have an eating contest." Orca is barely several meters from the side of the tunnel as Skalor slams into him! Tumbling through the water yet again, the Aquabot curses to himself. He balls his hands into fists and glares down the tank, but looks forward with a tense glare of determination as his turbines start to propel the battered Autobot through the water yet again. Snaptrap crashes forcefully into Scur-Vee! Coelecanth Mech snarls happily to himself, having hit Orca. He tries to pull forward again, but the fused leg seems to be hurting his speed. Current track positions: 19) Skalor (lap 1) 18) Orca (lap 1) 15) Tyrone (lap 2) 6) Maverick (lap 2) 4) Vertigo (lap 2) 2) Scur-Vee (lap 3) Snaptrap (lap 2) 1) Scandal (lap 2) Maverick speeds around Scur-Vee as the Junkion transforms. He shifts his little hologram backwards as he passes Vertigo as well. May as well not be seen by her at all... Snaptrap decides to have a little fun and crashes into Scur-vee.crushing him into the side of the track! Vertigo suddenly sees a little green speck in the water. Gwah! She shoulda nailed him first! And off Vertigo goes after Maverick. Gur-Knee transmits a message via radio to Scur-Vee. Scur-Vee receives a radio transmission. Scandal growls darkly, she's got a second chance at the pirate, good... she guns her engines up to the redline, lancing forward like a shark she sticks one spiked hand out to try and slam through Scur-Vee, not like he's gonna lose, so she might as well abuse him a bit, no? Scandal tries to ram into Scur-Vee, without much success. Junkion Spaceship dutifully, though unimaginitively, crushed into the side of the track. "Ow! That hurt, bisnitch!" WIth that, he hauls his weight back around and tries to take Snaptrap down for payback. Scur-Vee crashes forcefully into Snaptrap! Junkion Spaceship , having already being crashed into, isn't really dazed much by Scandal's abortive attempt. Brox leans over to converse privately with the Grand Marshal for a moment with his right head, while the left takes up the chatter. "Scur-Vee is unstoppab - nevermind, looks like he just got crushed by that roadblock turtle. CAN TYRONE MAKE UP THE DISTANCE?" he screams, pumping one free arm in the air to rile up the crowd. Then the rest of the field: "Maverick slipping into third and Vertigo fourth as Orca falls temporarily out of contention. Hell - he's even behind the FISH now!" Huh? (Type "help" for help.) Current track positions: 19) Skalor (lap 1) 18) Orca (lap 1) 15) Tyrone (lap 2) 6) Maverick (lap 2) 4) Vertigo (lap 2) 2) Scur-Vee (lap 3) Snaptrap (lap 2) 1) Scandal (lap 2) Coelecanth Mech snarls at the announcement, and makes it his set plan to annilate anything that comes into his few because of it. Orca banks hard to the side as he tries to get back into motion, attempting to complete only his first lap. The water around him swirls about as he tries to speed past the Seacon in front of him. THEME TUNA thwacks Maelstrom because: Ahoy!! Brox just shakes his heads. "I keep tellin' the powers that be that this oughtta be a demolitions event with all these Cybertronians racing..." The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 11) Maverick (lap 2) 8) Vertigo (lap 2) 4) Orca (lap 2) Skalor (lap 2) 3) Tyrone (lap 3) Scandal (lap 2) 2) Scur-Vee (lap 3) Snaptrap (lap 2) Snaptrap is going to get that damn floating piece of junk..and he trys to crash scur-vee again! Gur-Knee transmits a message via radio. Scur-Vee receives a radio transmission. Scandal accelerates away from her ramming attempt, and looks sideways, whats this? That's a SQUISHY! BWAHHAHAHAHAHAHA! She swerves right over towards him commenting, "The Water's a bit rough here punky! You should really be back there in the kiddypool!" Scandal crashes forcefully into Tyrone! Snaptrap tries to ram into Scur-Vee, without much success. Coelecanth Mech sees Orca trying to pull up by him again. He makes his way next to the Aquabot, but doesn't make an attempt to pass, just go faster. Tyrone tries to ram into Scandal, without much success. Junkion Spaceship laughs as he pulls ahead of Snaptrap before he can even get close. "Pretty smooth there, Blastoise," he quips in an obscure pop-culture reference from 15 years ago. Maverick descends deeper into the water and deactivatse his holo now that he's got a little distance away from Vertigo. He snickers a bit to himself and activates some low-volume internal speakers to buzz out 'Yellow Submarine.' Whirl galnces aside to nobody in particular and asks aloud, "Anybody know when this turned into a demolition derby? I'm half-expecting Bulk to come runing out with a steel chair at any moment now!" Scandal drops low in the water as Tyrone goes over her, cackling with glee she punches the accelerator again leaving a spinning vortex of water behind her. Cackling with glee the whole time she continues to rocket through the water, at least here she's not worried about winning. Brox shouts with entirely too much excitement in his voice, "TYRONE STEALS THE LEAD! Scur-Vee still dead in the water, recovering from that effective if ungraceful attempt by the giant turtle to sit on him. For that matter, Snaptrap looks like he's just floating there too. Meantime Maverick holds third, though he's half a track away from our two leaders yet, just now heading into the tunnel with Vertigo not far behind. Tyrone will need to fight through the pack and get past Orca and Skalor if he wants to keep his lead!" Dropping his arms to his side, Orca catches up to the Coelecanth Mech as he rounds the corner to finally complete the first lap. He rolls to his side and gives a piercing glare toward the optics of the fish-like Decepticon. Kicking his turbines for just a little more kick, he tries to nudge ahead while keeping an eye on the participants trying to lap him from behind. Coelecanth Mech snarls, kicking harder. He then attempts to use his arms, as well, tail paddling, and top dorsal fin keeping steady. He's a full motion machine.. The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 17) Maverick (lap 2) 14) Scur-Vee (lap 3) 13) Vertigo (lap 2) 10) Skalor (lap 2) 9) Orca (lap 2) 6) Scandal (lap 2) 5) Snaptrap (lap 2) 3) Tyrone (lap 3) Coelecanth Mech grins as he manages to pull ahead just a littl.e He looks forward to see Vertigo, and blasting under and through the tunnel, doesn't want to mess with here. Inquisitra vanishes out of reality. Junkion Spaceship again pulls ahead of the pack, lapping most of the other racers as he blasts through the tunnel and back out again on the way to the home stretch. Brox's eyes bug out. "Holy CRAP! Talk about your sudden recoveries. Avoiding Snaptrap's attempts to stop him, Scur-Vee goes from 0 to WHOA MOMMA! in 0.6 seconds and reclaims a formidable lead! Meantime, Tyrone's having to re-power after being knocked off-track by Scandal! He's still in second, but Maverick is closing the gap fast!" Vertigo continues to truck along, wasting her time with slicing open Scur-Vee again, as she attempts to jump forward and try to catch Maverick. "Icebergs in the water, you old ship!" Vertigo tries to ram into Scur-Vee, without much success. Maverick glances back, seeing the Junkion come up fast again. He slides to the side of the track, giving the large ship plenty of passing room. Orca stays initially right alongside the Coelecanth Mech as the two zoom past Scandal and Snaptrap, dodging them just barely. The Aquabot has to drop a little to his right side to avoid a collision with Snaptrap, and the change is slight enough to slow his speed. He curses to himself as Skalor passes him, starting to pull away. Scandal finds herself alone on the track, and just guns her props, she's enjoying the swim as much as the slamming. Of course, she'll need some repairs, especially after that oaf of a Junkion flattened her. Junkion Spaceship is ready this time as he runs past Vertigo, rolling and thereby whipping his masts around so Vertigo can't get quite close enough to get a good slice. "Geez, ye scarvy deck-swabbin' barnacle-encrusted bilge-rat, don't ye *ever* give up?" That player is not connected. The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 16) Skalor (lap 2) 15) Vertigo (lap 2) Orca (lap 2) 11) Tyrone (lap 3) Scandal (lap 2) 9) Snaptrap (lap 2) 5) Scur-Vee (lap 4) 2) Maverick (lap 3) Gur-Knee raises a fist in the air and begins shouting, "Come on KITT, pursuit mode!" Vertigo hmms. Well, I don't have Maverick or Scur-Vee, but I can bounce off of Orca at least... She attempts to get close, and slam her feet into the Aquabot to push off and ahead. Vertigo crashes forcefully into Orca! Coelecanth Mech pulls ahead of Vertigo, looking like he's doing the macarana with his claws and fins. He smirks a little as Vertigo gets stuck back by Orca. Suddenly he looks back to see Orca getting pounded again. He almost cackles, if it weren't his mouth were filled with his speed water.. Scandal considers ramming the human a second time, weighing the pro's and con's (Pun intended), she sighs a bit and shakes her head, "Patience, it's the green one you want." and leaves the militant be this time through. Carly vanishes out of reality. Dropping his hand to his side, Orca looks appraisingly at Vertigo as he swims along side her. As she swims toward him, he tries to reach for his hoverboard and eject it toward the Decepticon. You attempt to crash into Vertigo, but miss. Vertigo gets pushed ahead instead! Neener neener! Junkion Spaceship blasts into the straightaway, blasting past Maverick as he enters the fourth lap. Gigantic curtains of water spray out to either side of him as he rockets past (literally), leaving a torrent of choppy, boiling waves on the track behind him. Brox shrugs and goes into fanboy mode, waving a miniature Junkion flag briefly before tossing it aside. "I just don't think Scur-Vee can be stopped! Blasting into the open, he continues to lengthen his lead over a floundering Tyrone - if his luck holds he'll lap his closest competition in a few seconds! Maverick maintains third, but he's already lapped, with Skalor trailing some distance behind in a weak fourth with Vertigo and Orca close behind." Coelecanth Mech snarls at the annoucement again. He feels like.. crashing.. only he's going to wait for the next lap to do it.. Maverick skims a bit more toward the center of the track, trying to avoid the wake caused by the faster racers. He's just trying to stay away from all those bloodthirsty Cons that want to hurt poor little him. Orca instead finds himself smacked HARD against the wall as Vertigo avoids his hoverboard skillfully. He swims downward to retrieve his hoverboard with flakes of his armor chipping off and sinking to the bottom of the tunnel. His shoulders seem like they're abo to sulk for a moment, but the black and white Autobot straightens himself with a seemingly endless reserve of determination as he pushes from the bottom of the tank again. Current track positions: 16) Skalor (lap 2) 15) Vertigo (lap 2) Orca (lap 2) 11) Tyrone (lap 3) Scandal (lap 2) 9) Snaptrap (lap 2) 5) Scur-Vee (lap 4) 2) Maverick (lap 3) The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 18) Tyrone (lap 3) 17) Vertigo (lap 2) Scur-Vee (lap 4) 15) Orca (lap 2) Scandal (lap 2) 13) Snaptrap (lap 2) 7) Maverick (lap 3) 1) Skalor (lap 3) Vertigo hmms.. Tyrone or Scur.. Tyrone or Scur. Business before pleasure. She leaps outat Tyrone, and tries to grab a hold. "BWAH!!!" Swoop vanishes out of reality. Vertigo tries to ram into Tyrone, without much success. Coelecanth Mech makes it around, and surfaces a little, water spraying. He can tell the water is polluted from his 2 times around already, and peering forward, begins to drive himself to get to Maverick. Swoop strides into the room. His horrific gaze glances around. Scandal curses, she miscalculated speeds and distances, leaving her with Orca rather then Maverick... ahh well, a bots a bot. Sliding sideways she emits, "Hey there patchy, you look like you've already met my sister, now you get to meet me! Hope you like the touchy feely type." she engages a waterjet system and attempts to slam the lug into the bottom of the course. Scandal crashes forcefully into Orca! Brox rattles on, "Well, here it is, folks - our leader is about to lap our second place contestant, but damn, these guys are still fighting over it! Tyrone narrowly avoids an attempt by Vertigo to slow him down - now he just needs to stay ahead of that supercharged pirate ship! Maverick still third, though the fish actually seems to be gaining some ground... Mav is also coming up on the roadbl... err, Snaptrap, which could pose a problem for him..." Junkion Spaceship ughs as he comes up on Vertigo again coming out of the tunnel. He's about to try th epsychological approach, when he sees her go for Tyrone instead. "Whew!" he calls out audibly as it looks like his chances for getting around this lap are addured. Maverick just keeps on chugging. Seacons in front, Seacons behind. Maybe if he's lucky he can slip past the turtle unhindered. But then he'll likely have to deal with Scandal... choices choices... Once again, Orca finds himself caught unaware as Scandal slams into him. The Aquabot becomes a black and white blur as he tumbles turbulently through the water. As he rights himself back in the water, he balls his right hand into a fist and winds it backward. Reconsidering, he tries to start his turbines again. The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 19) Vertigo (lap 2) Snaptrap (lap 2) 18) Scandal (lap 2) 15) Orca (lap 2) 13) Maverick (lap 3) 9) Scur-Vee (lap 5) 7) Skalor (lap 3) 4) Tyrone (lap 4) Scur-Vee mutters to himself, "I... I can, I think... I think... can..." Scandal continues chuging after slamming orca, at least now she's not last. Junkion Spaceship repeats this mantra under his breath as he blasts around the track, trying desparately to get through the whole thing without another annoying crash. Coelecanth Mech grins as he sees Mav go foward, but then he looks again, a giant form in front of him as well. He snarls at the ship-thing as he bounces on the wake. Rogue steps into view, seeming to coalesce from shadows and appear from nowhere. He keeps glancing over his shoulder toward the darkened alleyways, and one energy-cutlass is drawn and held close in a defensive position. Maverick glances forward a bit to make sure Snaptrap is far enough away. He glances back, and skims to the side of the track, holding out an arm to wave Scur-Vee forward. Orca makes a whirlwind motion with his arms as he notices the approaching form of Maverick. Is that actually NOT a Decepticon intent on slamming into him? He gestures for Maverick to press onward with an enthusiastic wave and forced smile. Gur-Knee transmits a message via radio. Scur-Vee receives a radio transmission. Vertigo removes herself from the race roster. Coelecanth Mech swims to the side of the track, enough time to look back. If that human catches up he better be ready to be smashed or even eaten if Skalor gets the chance. Coelecanth Mech bears it teeth and chaoicly swims as hard as it can! Brox shouts, "Here comes Scur-Vee toward the tunnel for the last time - I'd say he's burning the track up if it weren't made of water! Tyrone maintains second though he's a full lap behind, with Maverick third and barely ahead of our stalwart leader himself! Skalor fourth, just lapped for the second time, with Vertigo, Snaptrap and Scandal now blocking Orca's attempt to recover from dead last!" Current track positions: 19) Vertigo (lap 2) Snaptrap (lap 2) 18) Scandal (lap 2) 15) Orca (lap 2) 13) Maverick (lap 3) 9) Scur-Vee (lap 5) 7) Skalor (lap 3) 4) Tyrone (lap 4) Scandal rockets along like a little torpedo, waiting for her chance. Junkion Spaceship calls out as he begins to pass Maverick under the tunnel, "Thanks, Matey!" though it comes out sounding burbled and gargly, kind of like Seaspray with a pirate accent. The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 20) Orca (lap 2) 19) Maverick (lap 3) 11) Skalor (lap 3) 10) Tyrone (lap 4) 5) Snaptrap (lap 3) 4) Scandal (lap 3) 1) Scur-Vee (lap 6) Coelecanth Mech snarls as once again he's still a couple paces behind Maverick. He's still going full bore, though how long he can do it in his state of disrepair is amazing.. Junkion Spaceship blasts aroun dthe last stretch of the track, changing his mantra from a low 'I think I can' to a louder, "I KNOW I can! I KNOW I can! I KNOW I can!" as he rounds the final stretch and blasts into the finish line. With a flourish, he brings his stern around and slides, making a simply MASSIVE wave as he comes to a halt that manages to drench the announcer's booth. (Hey, going from WHOAH MOMMA to zero that fast is a pretty messy event, yo.) The checkered flag falls as Scur-Vee streaks past the finish post. "There's our winner! Big surprise, huh?" Brox's left head asks of his right, which nods smirkingly. "Let's see how the rest of the field pans out, now that golden boy made fools of them all. Seriously folks, let's have a hand for Scur-Vee on an amazing performance!" Rogue lets out a cheer and a loud, "ARRRRRRR!" for Scur-Vee, since pirates have to stick together. Scur-Vee removes himself from the race roster. Scandal hmms, the crowd is cheering, scur-vee finished, now it's time to make sure Maverick never does... Gur-Knee whistles loudly at the water where his fellow Junkion has just humiliated the rest of the field. He proudly calls out to his champion comrade, "OK, everybody out of the pool!" Axiom hmmms, "Next year, for tactical advantage, mine the racetrack.." he murmurs to a gumbie nearby Junkion Spaceship activates his antigravity systems and floats out of the water and over to the sidelines, where he transforms. Airlift blinks at that and elbows Singe, "That's not a bad idea...wanna mine the track next olympics?" The space pirate ship splits apart at the seams and straightens out, sails disappearing as it shrinks down to form the Junkion pirate, Scur-Vee! "Not unless I can hit them myself," the Sweep replies. Scur-Vee steps back and takes a moment to reattach various pieces and parts of his body... Orca sputters forward, dodging the form of Scur-Vee as the Junkion rockets past him to victory! The Aquabot is able to swim forward ever so slightly, trying desperately to complete only his second lap through the tunnel! His arms hang loosely at his sides, and the rigid form he maintained at the beginning of the race has loosened significantly. Coelecanth Mech looks up at the announcer stand, not getting any attention. He still seems intent on getting at Mav, but just doesn't have the power. Scur-Vee begins to patch himself up briefly from the few hits he took during the race. "Ah, that's better. Axiom offers to Singe, "That is both illogical, and a waste of mines." Airlift hrms, "As long as at least one other person is caught in the explosion, sure..then you can be giving _and_ receiving pain.." The racers speed around the track.... Singe looks up at Axiom (he's sitting, y'see). "Shut up." Current track positions: 18) Tyrone (lap 4) 17) Skalor (lap 3) 11) Snaptrap (lap 3) 9) Scandal (lap 3) 7) Orca (lap 3) 4) Maverick (lap 4) Gur-Knee lowers to his belly as his chest flips up to form a truck cab, concealing his head. His legs come together and his back unfolds into a large truck flatbed. His arms shorten and lign up next to his cab, looking similar to square fuel tanks. Scandal continues to bide her time, waiting and hoping to draw even with Maverick, she wants to remove him from the placements and give a decepticon at least a third. Flatbed Wrecker (Gur-Knee) transforms and drives over to Scur-Vee and emits out, "Get on, and ride in style for your victory lap!" Maverick shifts to the side as Scur-Vee vacates the pool and falls behind Orca. Hey, maybe he'll luck out and stay clear of all those Decepticons. Coelecanth Mech looks forward and snarls. This may be his chance. He shoots forwards on his slowly-falling apart body and attempts to slam into Tyrone to at least do some damage. Skalor crashes forcefully into Tyrone! Brox is more subdued, now that the gold medal has already been determined. "Tyrone maintaining a hefty lead for second place while Maverick continues to stick it out all alone in third, with the pack between." Red Alert lays back in his seat, apparently resting with all the commotion going on. His eyes flicker for a brief second. Tyrone crashes forcefully into Skalor! Axiom blinks, then replies to Singe's order, "What Airlift said." and moves to harass someone for some energon Scur-Vee grins, and climbs up on Gur-Knee's truckbed. He hits a button on his arm, and his loudspeakers start playing 'We are the Champions' as he rides off in true Junkion style. Coelecanth Mech is knocked to the side and tumbles. He snarls, almost in disbelief. Maybe the third placer may have a chance, and that may give Skalor room on the next lap for some more crashing.,. Flatbed Wrecker (Gur-Knee) begins driving around the edge of the track with his amber roof lights flahing brightly. "Three cheers, hip hip...Hooray! Hip hip....Hooray! Hip hip...Hooray!" Scur-Vee is now the referee of the race track. The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 18) Tyrone (lap 4) 17) Skalor (lap 3) 15) Snaptrap (lap 3) 13) Orca (lap 3) Scandal (lap 3) 8) Maverick (lap 4) Coelecanth Mech snarls and begins to go full bore forwards again. He tries to avoid the human, but knows it can likely outdistance him. Instead he seems intent on blasting through the tunnel and towards Mav, if he can make it in time.. Scandal glances over at Orca and grumbles, "Dammit, I am NOT going to finish LAST, do you GET ME?" she starts to veer over in his direction. Maverick is unaware of the thoughts going through everyone else's mind.. but jsut in case, he sacrifices a little spare power to project a hologram around himself, a shimmering pattern of blue that will hopefully look just like any other patch of water to anyone speeding by... Flatbed Wrecker (Gur-Knee) leaves through the west exit gates. Scandal crashes forcefully into Orca! Although he's been on the receiving end of a lot of battering, Orca swims onward, eventually pulling alongside Scandal. He glares at the Decepticon, the urge to repay her building within him. Winding back, he pulls back his arm in a fist and swings with frustration through the water. You crash forcefully into Scandal. Scandal crunches, her left side smashed a bit, but nothing serious, ahhh well, hopefully she'll draw even with Maverick and ruin HIS day for a change. The racers speed around the track.... Orca becomes entangled with Scandal as the two collide into each other. The Aquabot slides back against the wall of the tunnel, hoping to have given Maverick a better opportunity for the race. Current track positions: 14) Maverick (lap 4) 13) Orca (lap 3) Scandal (lap 3) 5) Tyrone (lap 5) 3) Skalor (lap 4) 1) Snaptrap (lap 4) Scandal sees mav slipping past, and isn't standing for it, opening her engines to full she lances forward and tries to grab his leg and spin him into a wall, poor guy didn't count on a skilled underwater tracker being after him, did he?? Scandal crashes forcefully into Maverick! Scur-Vee wanders back to the sidelines and has a seat for a moment, watching the rest of the race rather passively. He's still grinning like a wildman, because he won, and he's f***ing STOKED about it! Coelecanth Mech makes it around the lap, still pulling wake behind Tyrone. He smirks, though, as Mav is hit in front of him. He dives deep under the water, hoping he can gain some ground and place. He looks back at Snaptrap, who hasn't done much of a thing as far as crashing goes since he hit Scur-Vee... Maverick's hologram dissipates as he's bashed against the wall, "Hey!" He glances back and kicks out with his other foor, aiming a stream of bubbles and a metal leg at Scandal's shoulders. Maverick crashes forcefully into Scandal! Skalor transmits a message via radio. Snaptrap receives a radio transmission. Scandal crunches backwards, shaking her head as the plate cracks, she accelerates hard, having succeeded in her goals. Orca looks ahead to see Scandal and Maverick collide. Turbines spinning, he swims past them. Noticing the approaching Militant from behind, Orca looks apprehensive as he tries to dart around the two directly in front of him. The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 20) Orca (lap 3) 14) Maverick (lap 4) 13) Tyrone (lap 5) Scandal (lap 3) 9) Skalor (lap 4) 7) Snaptrap (lap 4) Earthscorch arrives from the hotel to the west. Earthscorch enters the area heavily. Coelecanth Mech snorts and pulls harder, he is making his ground on the minibot known as Maverick. Hopefully he can get some help.. or maybe not, seeing Snaptrap lagging behind.. The Con's start to chant 'SCAN-DAL SCAN-DAL SCAN-DAL!" Scandal grins, she's staying even with maverick, NOW she's got what she wanted... "Your going to pay for cracking my faceplate, punk." she accelerates and tries to grab his leg again, this time with intent to slam him into the bottom! Scandal crashes forcefully into Maverick! Maverick curls up slightly as Scandal yanks him toward the bottom, "Hey, it was an accident! I'll--OW!--fix it!" Brox, by now a lot more subdued watching the race now that the race leader's out of it, comments with his left head, "Looks like things are finally wrapping up here, Tyrone's in second, a lap ahead of the competition, but he's dead in the water. He could definitely learn to keep away from the Cybertronians a little better. Bringing up a distant second is Maverick, followed by Skalor in third. The rest of the pack is strung pretty far back there, it looks like it could be a while before they come crawling in to the finish line." The microphone picks up a bit of snoring, and Brox smacks his right head. "Hey, wake up. We're on the air." Scandal emits, "Good, I'll hold you to that kiddo. In the mean time, I'll see you on the flip side." she accelerates, trying to pull away from Maverick. Coelecanth Mech pulls forwards, underwater fish looking like he's doing the macarana in the fast foward! *THUMP* *THUMP* *CLAP!* *THUMP* *THUMP* *CLAP!* *THUMP* *THUMP* *CLAP!* *THUMP* *THUMP* *CLAP!* *THUMP* *THUMP* *CLAP!* Oh no..it's just like a pep-rally! The racers speed around the track.... Orca focuses his attention on the looping curve on the tunnel as he rounds the track. Bubbles stream from his mouth as he careens into the turn. Peering through the transparent walls of the tunnel, he sees the dark shapes of the pair of Seacons just around the turn ahead. Current track positions: 20) Tyrone (lap 5) 17) Scandal (lap 3) 14) Maverick (lap 4) 13) Skalor (lap 4) 12) Snaptrap (lap 4) 7) Orca (lap 4) Coelecanth Mech almost seems to pat himself on the back as he makes his way right up to Maverick from behind, and proceeds to attempt a head-to-rear smash. Skalor crashes forcefully into Maverick! Maverick is forced into a forward tumble as the fish rams into him from behind. Great, another one. He's not about to be passed up without a fight though.. The minibot reaches out and grabs for Skalor's tail, trying to pull him into a wall! Maverick crashes forcefully into Skalor! Scandal cackles, pulling away from Maverick as Skalor catches up, she sighs a bit, "I wonder if this whole race was pointless... I mean hell, I'm in total last place now..." The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 17) Snaptrap (lap 4) 14) Maverick (lap 4) 13) Orca (lap 4) Skalor (lap 4) 7) Tyrone (lap 6) 1) Scandal (lap 4) Yes. Coelecanth Mech snorts and snarls as he gets hit by Mav. He pulls forwards, not noticing Orca, and attempts to smash again. Skalor crashes forcefully into Maverick! Earthscorch winces a little. Maverick kicks back at the fish again, "Go pick on something your own size already!" Maverick crashes forcefully into Skalor! Coelecanth Mech Snarls. "Weakling!" Starbuck leans over to Apollo, "Man, this isn't racing." Orca zooms around the corner after completing his third lap. Feeling a renewed sense of determination as his turbines propel his battered body forward through the water, eventually swimming alongside Skalor. He dodges, trying againg to avoid the aquatic demolition derby as he dives under the Coelecanth Mech and Maverick. The racers speed around the track.... Current track positions: 20) Orca (lap 4) 14) Maverick (lap 4) 13) Tyrone (lap 6) Skalor (lap 4) 7) Scandal (lap 4) 1) Snaptrap (lap 5) Coelecanth Mech snarls. Maverick is getting on his nerves, it seems. He tries to pull forwards, this time, though, instead of crashing. At least his Commander may take 3rd A small aliens screams "This almost as cool as Pod-..." and gets eaten by Blot. Someone in the crowd cheers on Orca. "Free Willy!" Maverick holds a hand up and calls out, "Go, Orca!" Singe puts a bullet through Tyrone's cranium. That oughta shut him up. Airlift sets Tyrone's body on fire just in case the bullet doesn't. The other side of the crowd screams, "Enslave willy!" Snaptrap removes himself from the race roster. Axiom then proceeds to crush the smoldering corpse. Brox suddenly springs to life, now that the whole mess is over. Downing another mug of coffee, he shouts out, "And that's a rap, folks! Scur-Vee's long gone with the gold! The human Tyrone takes the silver, followed by Orca with the bronze. Maverick comes in fourth, followed by Skalor and Scandal in 5th and 6th, respectively. Snaptrap and Vertigo are 7th and 8th, both DNF. Orca surges forward through the water, his engines being stressed to the limit as he zips through the straight stretch of the tunnel and begins to turn into the completion of the fourth lap. Nearing the Seacon turtle, he swims forward aggresively. You are not close enough to attempt to hit that person. Scandal swims to the edge and climbs out, shaking her body out she opens several small doors and drains the water, commenting, "God DAMN that was fun." Airlift cheers, "Great job Scandal! Wahoo!" Tyrone removes himself from the race roster. Apollo burps, Starbuck glares at him as apollo responds with, "This Blotchow is great! You want some!?" Starbuck just waves it off. Scandal says, "Shut up Airlift, I didn't DO anything." she stretches, and looks around for Maverick, "The little twit owes me, where'd maverick go?" Coelecanth Mech snorts and makes his way out of the 'pool'. "I guess I'll just have to be better next year.." He rubs a boobboo from Mav, but he's not seeing a medic about it. Airlift smirks, "You smeared a bot or three, that was fun to watch!" and then looks dejected at getting slammed by the femme.. Earthscorch leaves through the west exit gates. Skalor removes itself from the race roster. Scandal removes herself from the race roster. Apollo burps, Starbuck glares at him as apollo responds with, "This Blotchow is great! You want some!?" Starbuck just waves it off. Blot shouts "HEY! MY FOOD!" Scattershot smirks as Orca comes out of the water. He raises his mug of Omegarita in a half salute to the come from behind Aquabot. "Just don't drip all over Metro when you get back bot!" he yells. Scandal decides to let Maverick slide, and glances over at Airlift, face confused, "Whats wrong 'liftin'?" Gigabyte steps slowly towards her sisters as they finish the race. "Hey Scandal....hmmm where did Vertigo run off too? Anyways good job on slacking that Autobutts around." Airlift frowns, "Was just trying to say it was a great job nailing those bots...didn't have to bite my head off.." and would sniffle..but cons don't breath so can't sniffle... Scandal grins, "I got real tired of Orca though, the bugger kept comming back for more. I hope he's hurting now." Blot beats the crap outta apollo. Singe would beat the crap out of Airlift if he sniffled. Scandal blinks, "Oh... I misunderstood, er... sorry, 'lifter." Singe eyes Airlift, "Pansy." Maverick uses his aquajets to push himself out of the track, on the opposite side of Scandal. He hides himself in a holo of a random race observer and makes his way out of the stadium. Hey, he said he'd fix Scandal.. he didn't say when. Airlift is so misunderstood! :( Whirl vanishes out of reality. Scourgethinks, . o O (Pussywhipped...) Blot glares at Lifter..."You.....sniveling? SNIVELING?" Scur-Vee walks over to the other Autobot racers, and offers his hand to each in turn. "Good race out there, mateys." With a grin, he adds, " Hope it's a little tougher next time. Ye should all work oot s'more." Airlift snorts, "See if I share my turbo-rabbit with you in the future.." he says to singe.. Scandal grunts, "I'm going back to get some rest, and then I'm going to hunt Mav down, catch you later." Axiom wonders if the Reavers and Sweeps are glitchy as a product of their creation. All this emotional flowery crap Singe shakes his head, "Girliebot." Crosswire is moving towards Maverick's position, until he vanishes, "Bwahhh?" Maverick leaves to Last Chance Alley. Punch appears from out of the shadows and surprisingly heads in the direction of Scandal. Of all the people to visit Scandal. He just stoicly nods to her and speaks in a monotone voice. "Good job con." Scandal vanishes out of reality. Blot hands Singe some detoxed Blotchow-lite. Airlift growls, "Shutup singe before I turn off your pain receptors!" Ohhhh....lowblow Airlift growls, "Shutup singe before I turn off your pain receptors!" Ohhhh....lowblow Singe eyes Airlift, "Do I have to school you a second time, knockoff?" Scandal glares at Punch, her optics switching to bright red, "YOU! You goddamned...!" she holds her anger in check as best she can, so she doesn't just plain blow the idiot's head off. Axiom waits patiently so he can school Gigs The crowd says, "WHOA....." Blot says, "S'hip crowd." Airlift grins evilly quite suddenly, "That could be fun...I want to see some of those moves again..how the smeg did you do that inverted backflip kick thing?" Har says, "And how. Hey Blot, pass me some of that good shit." Singe offers Airlift a slight shrug of his shoulders. "It's a Sweep-thing." Blot passes some Blotchow-lite to Har. Orca brings himself to the surface. The beleagured Autobot flops his arms over the edge of the entry canal in exhaustion. The numerous dents and cracks in his armor catch the dripping streams of water trickling down his armor as he stands to his feet. Smiling toward Scur-Vee, he shakes the Junkion's hand. "Congratulations, Scur-Vee," he says graciously offering his first words since before the race to the individual who won. "Ya done good, cap'n!" he adds with a grin. Har nods to Blot, with a fistful of Blotchow Lite. "Cool." Punch doesn't look startled at all. He just gives Scandal a distant look. "I take it your still mad at me, kid, for the little incident at the race." Jace says, "DAYUM! That stuff looks nasty!" Har stuffs some blotchow into Jace's mouth. "Quiet, monkey." Airlift bahs, "Oh fine, leave your cousin hanging without instruction on how to do the backflip thing..I think you _want_ me to lose to Hot Spot..not that I can avoid it..but still.." and takes a chew of turbo-rabbit jerky Gigabyte pats her sister on the back for a good job and glares in the direction of Axiom. Axiom waits some more, fingers working against their sockets, impatient to fight again. Connected players on that channel are: Quickfix, Whiz, Ratbat, Scur-Vee, Maverick, Orca, Chikome-Ollin, Whirl, Brent, Eemach, Inquisitra, Omega Supreme Scandal says, "Your real smark, punk." she replies acidly, in a blur of motion one arm comes up, the gun leaping from it's holster into her hand, and she presses it against Punch's forhead, "Gimme a good reason not to burn you for it. I was actually enjoying the race, I found someone who was my equal, and possibly my better, but YOU! YOU had to go and ruin it! Ram someone who's causing trouble next time, I was trying to race clean!" Jace turns green, "Whoa....I gotta...." and bolts for the can. Scur-Vee nods to Orca. "Thanks. So did you. Say, why not talk to FX about a dive system fer yer boat mode? He fixed my wagon up right." Singe leans back, "You'd just have to find your center of balance, and work from there." Singe leans over to Airlift, and mutters.. Singe mutters to Airlift, "... beat... an... his... life before..." Airlift nods sagely, "Great plan Singe..let's do it!" Scourge sighs and motions Singe to Scandal, "Singe..." he rasps in an exasperated tone of voice, "...detain the femme before she causes more of scene and gets herself shipped off to a mining asteroid by the Monacus police." Punch folds his arms across his chest and just shakes his head. "I can give you no reasons but that you were in my way." Orca glances to Maverick. "Good racing out there, Mav," he says to his fellow Autobot. "It seems that after battering me throughout the beginning ofthe race, the Decepticons turned their attention on you." Turning back to Scur-Vee, Orca smiles and says, "Perhaps I'll do that, a little tweak here or there probably couldn't hurt." Scandal growls, spreading her hand wide as the pistol slides back into place, "Yeah, right. Just watch out punk, your a marked man now, and I'll be DAMNED if I let you survive once these games are over. You ruined what was looking to be a helluva race, and your going to pay for it." she stalks off, boy, hot tempered, isn't she. "As you wish," is Singe's reply. He stands up, and leaves Airlift's four-armed graces. The Sweep pushes through the crowd, without any pleasantries, to the scene unfolding between Scandal and Punch. "..Scandal.." the Sweep grates. "You required in the hotel. Go, immediately." Scur-Vee says, "Hey, ye got third though. That's a step above the rest , matey!" Scandal growls, spreading her hand wide as the pistol slides back into place, "Yeah, right. Just watch out punk, your a marked man now, and I'll be DAMNED if I let you survive once these games are over. You ruined what was looking to be a helluva race, and your going to pay for it." she takes one look at Singe, nearly blows her stack AGAIN, and then stalks off, boy, hot tempered, isn't she. Airlift moves to follow Singe, figuring the sweep is moving to take care of..what the sweep was talking about..that you guys didn't hear..cause we didn't know about the <> thing. Axiom glides down to Pit 1, waiting at the fencing.. Scourge adds, "...by extreme force, if she resists. She can become... feisty at times." Punch raises an optic ridge and nods. "And for that I will apologize." He calls back Crosswire leaves through the west exit gates. Crosswire arrives from the hotel to the west. Crosswire leaves to Last Chance Alley. Singe is, for the most part, uncaring of Scandal's temper. He'll punch her straight in the face, and drag her curvaceous skid-plate out if need be. "As for you," the Sweep rasps to Punch. "I would suggest shutting your mouth, and returning to your fellows. If you know what's good for you." Scandal doesn't seem interested in resisting, just getting the hell out. Orca crawls from the canal and stumbles toward the post-race crew. They assist the Aquabot back to the competitor's area and begin to work on repairing his armor. mor.