Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20180128165703/@comment-27344811-20180129002326

"Ah, hello, Avak. Reidak." The Antidermis seeps down from the ceiling. "Zaktan is not dead. His mask remains. I would have retrieved it, but you may see I am a little handicapped at the moment."

An Autotrooper walks up to the main terminal in level B3. "Hey, you're a little tall for an Autotrooper." One of two guards notes.

Lockdown quickly knees one and shatters the lense of the other, dumping their bodies off the side of the catwalk. He makes his way in and cracks his neck. "Allright, let' see... a firewall? Cute." Lockdown plugs an object into the side of the computer.

The guards notice the door opening. They don't pay attention much- until they get hit by some sort of rust, causing them to slowly creep to a halt.

Scrapheap giggles as he rips a piece of armor off one of them and adds it to his own. "Ah, I don't get much of th- hey!"

Magnificus pulls him along. "Quiet." although he is a clone of Perceptor, he's blessed by having Perceptor's pre-emotion erase voice. "We need to move quickly."

Metal creaks as Blackout steps on a disabled Minicon. "Oops. Sorry." He aplogizes as the blue clone closes the gate. "I save the day again! I doubt you fools could have known how to close it! You do not have my ge-"

'Is it the big red button?"

"...let's just go." The clone quickly runs off.

SOundwave, meanwhile, has disabled most of the guards with chops to the neck. He dosen't seem to notice that the purple clone is warpped around him. Blitzwing looks through the hangar. ''"Ooh! Ooh! I found it! I found it! Ahahahahahaahha!" ''​Blitzwing skips towards the large, wedge-shaped ship.