Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20180128165703/@comment-27344811-20180128192748

Soundwave looks around the Decepticons, who are slowly becoming sober again. Blitzwing was the first to recover.

Once he's sure they are ready, he lays a map on the table. "Hey, look, a map." Blackout is very observant.

"What you see before you are the schematics of Trypticon."
 * "So it's not a map?"

"It is a map."
 * "But you said-"

Blitzwing coughs into his fist. "Can we please continue?"

Soundwave points to an area on the schematics. "Lord Megatron and other high-level Decepticons are kept here. Level three. Blitzwing informs me that it is patrolled constantly by Mini-cons. However-" He taps a room. "This terminal controls the prison- including the Mini-cons. Our first step it to disable it. It is located at the B3 level, and is also guarded."
 * "Why don't we just smash the boss out?"

"It would gather too much attention." Icy Blitzwing doesn't look up from the map. "They would quickly send the Elite Guard after us."
 * "Oh."

Fortunatley for us, Swindle has agreed to assist us. He will supply one of us with a Light Bender so one could masquerade as an Autobot. Their objective is to sneak inside, disable the mimicons, and let us inside. That way, we do not set off any alarms."
 * "And if zat plan fails?"

Soundwave's visor thins ever so slightly. "We follow the strategy of the tactical mastermind Blackout."
 * '"Does that mean I smash things?"

"YES!" Blitzwing yells in frustration.

The purple Starscream clone fiddles his thumbs. "We-e breaking into Trypticon? Isn't that dangerous? They'll shoot us with their gns and the Minicons will eat us and-"

The blue clone slaps his comrade.