Cybertron
Sector 3,
A ridge overseeing the battlefield but safely out of range.
“Glorious! Absolutely glorious!”
Standing in front of a full-length, multi-angle mirror fawning over his new crown and cape the overly pompous Dark Claw continued to admire himself while giving commentary to the commanders assembled to his cause. They we less than impressed.
“Soon I, Dark Claw, shall be Lord of all I survey. Clearly MY commanding presence on the battlefield has inspired your common troops to adequately employ my masterful strategies! Soon we will crush that wretched rabbit who dared attempt to hide my brilliance from the rest of Cybertron!”
Slightly out of view the diminutive Psychout made an obscene gesture to High Command indicating exactly what he thought of the so-called Commanders opinion of himself. Not for the first time he wondered if shouldn’t have asked for a bigger payment to do this job. To the relief of the gathered generals Dark Claw’s acting Lieutenant, Necropsy, chose that moment to make her entrance.
“Good morning everyone! You’ve all been so busy overnight with the maiming and killing & as if the wanton violence and gory dismemberments weren’t wonderful enough I have more good news: Bun-Bun’s forces have been beaten even further back by our advances and we now have a much clearer shot at overtaking the Bot forces. Obviously the assistance of our small-but-sexy cassette & his associates has been paying off.”
Depraved and adoring of himself. Just the way Psychout liked them. Obviously the ego-manic before him didn’t agree.
“NONSENSE!” Dark Claw screeched as pushed past his lieutenant causing her to stare daggers into the back of his head “It was mere coincidence that their group chose the moment of my hard work coming to fruition to attach themselves to my star. Consider yourselves lucky that you shall be elevated by your association with my victory!”
Yep, not getting paid NEARLY enough. While looking around for the best item to shove through the insufferable Cons sparkchamber he noticed a coded blink from his comm device. Well it’s about damn time.
“Now!” Dark Claw continued oblivious to his near demise “You have all basked in my glory long enough. Get out there and bring me Wingz & the Rabbit!”
Exiting the ‘Grand Leaders’ chamber Psychout caught up to Necropsy on her way back to the Med Bay or, as she called it, “The Palace of Pain”.
“I noticed you weren’t that into our fearless leader back there. One wonders why you even signed on to his little crusade.”
Necropsy laughed her bubbly yet slightly psychotic laugh as she readied what looked to Psychout to be a high dose of neurotoxin and sedative.
“Haven’t you figured it out yet, Hon? I didn’t sign on with him, I manipulated him into being face of this little rebellion so I didn’t have to. If it goes well I’ve managed to ingratiate myself to another dim-yet-rising star in the Decepticon Empire and in the far-more likely chance it goes bad I have cover to go back to the bunny claiming Claw had a killswitch on me & I had no choice. Either way I’ll be better off.”
“.... Why did you just villain monologue me?” Psychout wondered out loud now looking warily at the concoction she had prepared and mentally plotting a course for the nearest exit.
“Oh,you silly, this isn’t for you. This is my new 3rd option that is going to be so much more fun! We’re taking down that idiot Dark Claw and putting you in command then no matter which way our little war goes I get to be safe and cozy with you.”
Depraved and adoring of himself. Just the way Psychout liked them. This job just started looking a lot better.
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That's right folks,
My treacherous medic has been at it again and this time she's taken out Dark Claw, deactivated all her clone creations, and gone over to Psychout's team.
So that means as soon as my current batch of deployments are done those characters are done. I will only be fighting on my own team & not both Con teams. All my deactivated characters will be turned into Bunzirra Drones that can still be claimed & make claims.
The opinions expressed in this post are well-reasoned and insightful.
Needless to say, they are not those of SEIBERTRON.COM, its staff members, or any other site lackeys.
Anyone who says otherwise is itching for a fight.
