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Ramulus landed beside Cheetor, taking a quick look around to see what, if any, danger was nearby.

Injector followed after Megatron , transforming to his rather stunning lionfish/hornet hybrid alternate mode. Of course, anyone watching the sight would be hard pressed to call the sight of the malformed mix of two creatures known more for being ugly creatures than beautiful works of art. ** Ramulus...

"You seem like the type of guy who knows what he wants, and sees talent when others don't," Injector said with a flash of his teeh. Extending his hand, he offered it to Megatron. "The name's Injector. Some call me the face that cracked a thousand mirrors."

Injector took one look at the newcomers and adopted a battle stance, as well. "Don't do anything rash." He said. "Oh, and by the way, the handle's Injector."

"Oh, great," Ramulus grumbled. "It's another one of those 'the future is the past' deals. Those are so much fun."

The pod rocked a few times after Scourge touched it before something pierced it, an appendage striped in yellow and black ending in a sharp stinger. The arm retracted after a moment, the uncomfortable silence being suddenly broken by the pod door being blown into the sky and landing nearby. Emerging...

At the mention of his weapon, Ramulus gave it a check.

"Yeah, well...You never know when you're gonna wake up in the middle of a war zone."

Ramulus stepped up to Primal and transformed.

"The name's Ramulus, Primal. Betcha don't remember me, do ya?"

Ramulus followed Air Hammer and Cheetor, keeping a respectful distance.

Originally posted by Sixswitch
You're a cock, d'ya know that? These guys are giving up their free time to entertain us with the AWF, and all you can do is bitch and moan.

It's called sarcasm, assh*le. Get a f*cking dictionary and look it up.

Originally posted by Lord Zarak
Any idea when the show will be up?

I'm putting my money on ten minutes before the sun burns out.

Floating Island

"Um, guys," Ramulus said. "Not that I don't enjoy the lovefest, but don't you think we should be coming up with a plan?"

Transforming to robot mode, Ramulus raised his slagmaker cannon in the direction of Air Hammer , not quite pointing the barrel in his direction, but just enough to let the Maximal know he was being watched. "Beats the slag outta me," he said with a shake of his head. "Kinda looks like...

Ramulus bounded up the hill and landed beside Cheetor, grunting as he did so.

"You young ones," he grumbled. "Never showing respect for your elders. Why, I have it in mind to..."

Further conversation was rendered moot as Air Hammer glided by.

"What the..."

Traveling up the hill, Ramulus grew concerned about the roar of rocket engines behind him. Pausing to turn around, he was surprised to find Cheetor rushing up at him.

"What the slag...?"

At Cheetor's question, Ramulus' face broke out into a grin, and he transformed into his beast mode. An impressive sight under ordinary circumstances, the fact that it was Transmetalized only served to highlight the power contained within. "Are you kiddin, Junior? I bet I can make it to where we...

Ramulus had seen some pretty slagged up stuff in his life, but nothing matched the story that Cheetor had told him. Alien floating islands? Falling comrades? It was all too confusing. Still, thinking things out wasn't his particular strong suit, and he knew that there was danger about, and that he n...

Ramulus took a good long look at the creature in front of him. It certainly sounded a lot like Cheetor, but...it sure as slag didn't look like him. "Glad you found me," he grunted, getting to his feet. "I feel like I haven't twitched a circuit in a vorn." Shaking his head, he loo...

So this is how it goes, eh. The Bomber and 19 other guys in the ring together. I take a look at that list, and you know what I see? Losers. Has beens. Wannabes. Not a single one of them capable of lasting ten seconds with the Bomber. And King, don't think I've forgotten how much you've screwed me ov...

Frankly, I couldn't really give a crap about this Ashoka jerk. Seems to me like the guy Vince Mcmachon would hire to run his s*itty show. And we all know what's happening over there. But this isn't the WWE. This is the AWF. And in the AWF, there's only one force powerful enough to shake the foundati...