What's HIS Problem?

Tearing through the streets of Eastern Iahex is the AS90 Braveheart known to the Decepticons, and one unfortunate member of the EDC as Dreadtread. The rumbling of the

large tank-like self-propelled howitzer can be heard from kilometers around, as it passes through the area at speeds only a robot in disguise could manage given the heavily

armored alt-mode. Dust and debris littering the ground shakes, hops, and rolls about as if fleeing the path of Fate's Faithful.

Pretty boy Windshear transforms into a Cybertronian pyramid/Tetrajet.

Windshear is flying along on patrol. Not doing much else, just cruising around being a tetrajet and looking for Autobots. He sees some movement below and catches sight of

a Decepticon he hasnt seen before. The Seeker dives down and pces the ground hugger, <"Hey, who are you?"> he radios to the con on the ground.

Hinder has been shuffling along steadily if not quickly to get back to Darkmount. She feels DreadTread's approach before she sees him, and then sees the tetrajet.

Skittering to one side and taking cover in a pile of debris, she watches the pair moving closer.

At the radio transmission from another Decepticon, unfamiliar to Dreadtread as all of the others save perhaps Galvatron and the rest of High Command--the Artillery-con

comes to an abrupt screeching halt. <> he intones, pausing for several moments as if he wasn't certain. <> A revving sounds from the engine of the tank,

perhaps a growl of sorts. <> The title of his fellows is uttered in an almost venemously in spite of the 

rather robotic and somewhat distorted tone of the AS90 Braveheart's voice. 

Windshear pulls up and transform, hovering in the air looking down at the ground hugger, "I am a Decepticon, no one slave, I am Windshear. You still have not said your

name -- you sound like youd know Dreadwind though I bet..." 

Cybertronian Tetra jet transforms into the pretty boy Decepticon, Windshear. 

The main howitzer cannon slides back into its secured forward placement, and the tank chassis beneath the main howitzer artillery cannon splits in half--opening up to 

swallow the main weapon and 'cockpit' before closing again over the cannon forming a solid tower shield which masks the majority of the rest of the transformation. CLICK.</i>

SNAP. HISS. The tower shield is pulled away from the main body by the left hand to reveal the Decepticon Dreadtread. </i>

<<A Decepticon... Of course. Yet another fool who clings to a false identity--a social construct which blinds all who believe in it to the One Truth.>> Dreadtread snorts with</i>

full disdain in his speech. When the Tetrajet transforms, the tank does as well... Looking down at Windshear, the Big Robot leans forward, dangerously close to the other to</i>

look him in the optics with his single mono-eye. "I do not," he says simply of Dreadwind. Probably another fool, like the one standing before him. "You are slave to Fate,</i>

whether you know it or not. It is the One Truth." </i>

Hinder watches the others. Oh! It's Windy and the Fate-person. SHe knows them ... kind of. She shuffles out of her hiding place and toward them both. </i>

Windshear stares at him for a moment, not at all intimiated by the size of the other Decepticon. He smirks slowly, "Oh lets not get started on Fate and the roles each of us</i>

have in the preordained path of Fate and how we are all slaves to it. I know more then you think --" he sees a flash of white and galnces over, "Hinder!" he smiles at the little </i>

cassettecon. </i>

Rocketing onto the scene, Backfire twirls throughout the air in all his splendid glory. The recent re-taking of Cybertron has really done a number on his outlook and</i>

demeanor. Sensors picking up friendly signals on the ground, the Seeker transforms and lands to the ground with a *THUD*. "Greetings fellow Decepticons, isn't it a</i>

glorious day to be ejoying a stroll?" </i>

Dreadtread's optic flashes again, a bit more intensely as Windshear begins to speak of Fate before dimming considerably when the Seeker claims his 'understanding'.</i>

"Perhaps..." is offered simply to the other before he straightens up, optic swiveling around within the Big Robot's visor to peer at Hinder--after a moment of searching. That</i>

Decepticon sure is tiny. The optic widens as he focuses in on the Tiny One for a moment before growing smaller as it shifts suddenly toward the newly arrived Backfire.</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>"...Glorious... If that is the perspective that Fate has awarded." Turning away from the gathering of peers, Dreadtread begins to march down the street, looking high and low,</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>here and there for...something. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>"Oh, that guy." Backfire mutters to the others as Dreadtread lumbers down the street. "He's almost as bad as the emotwins. But that's one thing about our glorious</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>EMPIRE, it doesn't forsake the fool ... only asks that you serve loyally alongside your fellow Decepticon." </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Windshear litens to all of thi and just stands there for a moment. Then he pulls out a cig from a forearm compartment, lights it and shrugs, "Why are so many obsessed</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>with fate?" </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Hinder shuffles right on up to Windshear and looks up at him. "Still do not understand significance placed on concept of fate." </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Dreadtread continues to lumber farther away from the gathering of fellow Decepticons only to slow and stop next to a badly damaged facility. Optics scanning up and down</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>the building's height, the mighty tower shield within the big mech's left grip is leveled and thrust into the base of the building, causing a loud thunderous rumble not once,</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>but three times as the attack upon the foundation continues for a short time. When nothing comes tumbling down, Dreadtread shifts slightly and lumbers toward the next</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>building that shows similar signs of battle damage. Surely, one of these buildings could be turned into a deathtrap at a moment's notice... </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Windshear scoops Hinder up, "Dont worry about it, Hinder." he says as he watches Dreadtread for a moment and looks at Backfire, "Emotwins? You called them</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Emotwins?" </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Hinder is picked up and does not seem to mind at all. "Who are the emotwins? Are they like the doublemint twins?" </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>"Yeah, what do you call them?" Backfire replies dryly. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>The assault begins again, this time with different results... Much more desirable results to be specific. The foundation cracks, leaving a chunk of rubble upon the ground</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>as a line fracture runs visibly up along the side of the building before coming to an end several meters from the roof. Dreadtread lowers his shield, and stares at the building</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>for a long time... Fate has shown him something. "...This one," he says finally out loud to himself. "This one will fall," he adds after another moment, as if convincing</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>himself that it is true. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Windshear snorts, "Friends." </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>"Hahaha, those losers? Wait, you're serious ... aren't you?" Backfire questions, daring a glance at Dreadtread. "Hey, what are you doing up there?" </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Windshear looks at Hinder and chuckles, "No no the doublement twins... and yes I am serious. Backfire." </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Slowly, Dreadtread lowers his gaze from the building, his head seeming to lock into place looking directly into the side of the structure before slowly again turning to pan</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>over to rest on Backfire. "...Why?" It is none of Backfire's business, really. This advantage was his to use when the time was right. If Fate desired the other Decepticon to</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>know then he would send him a sign. The Big Robot's optic is glowing, bright hot with dangerous intensity, almost as if he was moments from charging the Seeker if his</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>reason for disturbing him is not sufficient. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>"Uhh, cause you're ruining the view comrade!" Backfire replies, boot thrustors igniting and carrying him over towards the walking tank. "Besides, how are we supposed to</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>revel in the win if you keep knocking over buildings?" </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>"Comrade?" Ah, yes... They all think that for some reason they are on the same side. Precious few of them understand that they are simply pawns of Galvatron, and his lust</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>for power. They told him that he was psychotic, that he was less intelligent than most, a loose cannon...yet they saw even less than him. Fools...all of them, nothing but</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>fools. "...There is no victory. In time this will all be destroyed. The apocalypse will claim decillions... It will leave these structures barren, and this world ravaged beyond</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>repair... Like so many others. You stress your servos over nothing... -Comrade-" Dreadtread spits the word out like some foul tasting organic drink. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Windshear has no idea why the one mech is smashing buildings and merely stand there working on his cig as he listens to the mech, "And you are only saying what some</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>of us alredy know, you know -- you never have said what your name is. Should I just call you 'hey dude' or what?" </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Backfire's head almost implodes with the proverbs being thrown around. "Right, I'm gonna go to that thing ... ya know, it's uhh. Starting soon." he tries to offer up,</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>transforming and soaring off through the air. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>A shake, shudder, and shiver; and before your eyes BACKFIRE transforms into a F-16 Falcon! </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Dreadtread's optic rises to the top of his visor as Backfire transforms and takes to the skies, seeming satisfied with the other's decision to distance himself. Now, if he</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>could only get the others to leave while he returned to scouting the city for its potential uses in the aftermath of the apocalypse... The green mono-eye fixes onto Windshear</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>when the other Seeker speaks up, and a steady grinding of internal gears that produces a mechanical growl fills the atmosphere. "...I sent a message to the faction,</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>notifying others of my arrival. If you missed it... Then perhaps Fate does not wish you to now me," the Decepticon offers coldly. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Windshear shrugs, "Well I suppose you are right. You are after all a ground hugger..." it seems his question keeps getting the run around so he drops it and looks at</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Hinder, "So what have you been up to lately, Hinder?" </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Hinder has been quiet and alert while the others talked. When Windy asks her a question she looks up at him. "I've been ... watching." </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Dreadtread's tower shield is brought around in front of him--concealing the bulk of his mass from view as he begins his transformation. SNAP. CLICK. HISS. After laying</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>back, flattening, and compacting what is left is the AS90 Braveheart Self-Propelled Howitzer. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Dreadtread snorts disdainfully when Windshear refers to him as a 'ground hugger', taking the comment as an attempt by the other Decepticon to insult him. The flyers often</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>did look down on those with alt-modes that were land based after all. Transforming into the mentioned mobile howitzer, the treads beneath it shredd the 'earth'--burying the</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>vehicle in a thick cloud of dust before it is catapulted forward toward Windshear and Hinder at nearly one-hundred twenty kilometers per hour... </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>"Slag!" Windshear gasps as he tosses hinder in the air and TFs around, blasting into the sky. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Pretty boy Windshear transforms into a Cybertronian pyramid/Tetrajet. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Hinder eeps! as Windshear throws her into the air, her rudimentary anti-gravs kicking on to keep her from falling down and going spl...where is she now? </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Dreadtread zooms through the space that had a moment before been occupied by the two other Decepticons, only to make a sharp turn that carries the AS90 into a</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>shrieking skid before traction is resumed and it quickly disappears behind a large factory--leaving only a steadily dissipating fog in its wake. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Windshear levels out and keeps going the way he was going before. Hinder should be in the cockpit. "Remember, dont touch anything, Hinder," he says as he tries to figure</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>out what that encounter was all about. Groundhuggers are odd is all he can conclude from it as he rides and air current. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Hinder transforms into her tiny cassette mode and clatters onto whatever surface is below her, too small to affect anything. A very short range transmission communicates</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>to Windshear. <<What happened, Windy?>> </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Windshear replies <<"I dont know exactly... all I said was he was a groundhugger -- I mean its the truth, and he flipped out and tried to flatten me from the looks of it. Then</i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>he just kept going.">> </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...><< That one is ... odd, Windy. I think too much time spent alone. >> The little cassette is a sedate passenger. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Windshear hmms, <<"I'm not sure what to think.">> and he really doesnt know what to think. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Cream colored parts shift and fold, the ferret shrinking into an old school cassette tape. </i>

<i am Fate's Faithful... I am slave to the will of the universe, the will of my eternal mistress that knows no equal...>Cream-colored cassette tape doesn't reply, presumably she simply doesn't know what to say.</i>