Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190508171239/@comment-27344811-20190509144945

"Erm... what.. who are they?"

"It's almost like tehse figures are giving off a collective air of annoyance."

"I-what?!" Propeller stutters, very confused with what Grimlock has said.

Underbite manages to smell Malware before he appears....

So he can see Malware racing towards Star.

"Oh, another one! Good! Perfect! Grand!"

Malware sporuts bigger guns and- those are missiles.

Made from horns.

He's improvising.