"Skkzzzzzt...Chamber opening...Stand clear...skzzzzt" -- Starbase Rugby: Docking Bay

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Date Posted: 15:02:32 07/11/01 Wed
Author: Motocron
Subject: "Skkzzzzzt...Chamber opening...Stand clear...skzzzzt"

Inside the Maverick, the door to the CR Chamber swings open. Smoke and mist cascades forth and covers the floor as a lime-green Vehicon steps out.

�About time��

Motocron stretches his rejuvenated joints and yawns. His paint now shines brightly in the glow given off by his holographic femme companion.

�There�s a ship outside the Docking Bay that was acting kinda strange. Actually, it�s on a collision course with the Starbase.�

�Oh, is that all. Always something. Alright, we�ll go check it out.�

He smashes the door to a weapons cabinet with his fist and digs through it searching for a replacement blaster.

�Aha, here we go��

He triumphantly draws a large gun from the bin.

�Hey, Cron! Ya in there?!�

Wrangler drums his knuckles on the outside of the ship and leans in through the door. Motocron stores his new blaster in his leg.

�C�mon, Cron. I�m ready to get outta here. Let�s go home!�

Motocron walks past Com giving her a quick peck on the cheek. He rushes at Wrangler and they both tumble out of the ship. Com shakes her head disapprovingly and downloads the coordinates for the Nova*Beacon before following them out.

�Guys! Quit goofin� around. We�ve got to make a quick detour before we can go home.�

Wrangler stands up and helps Motocron to his feet.

�You�re lucky she stopped me. I�d hate to have to mess up that pretty new paint job of yours.�

�Boys!�

Motocron smirks and punches Wrangler�s shoulder.

�Yeah, yeah.�

Motocron throws out his hand. A spinning blue gateway fizzles open then instantly slams shut. He frowns then tries once more. Nothing happens. He looks to Wrangler who also tries to open a portal but can�t.

�Com?�

�Jeebus�I�m on it..�

She clasps her hands together, pointing with her index fingers. Finally a teal portal opens.

�See that? Nothing to it. What�s with you gu-AAAAAH!!!!�

Com screams in pain and clutches her head. The portal snaps shut and she slowly raises her head again, sparkling tears of light rolling down her cheeks.

�Com?!�

She stutters and her form flickers, her words coming out slowly between her sobbing breaths.

�Something�s wrong with COM��

�What? A portal generator down or something?�

�I wish it were something that simple. She let me open that portal when you couldn�t. As soon as I linked to her power core for the portal energy, she reversed the flow and tried to drain my power.�

�Maybe it�s just-�

�No, Moto! Something is really wrong! I felt her! She knew what she was doing. I could almost feel her laughing.�

�Looks like you get to go home sooner than you thought you would, Wrangler.�

�I�m not sure I wanna go anymore. Anyone for a drink at Tankup�s?�

�C�mon, Wrangler, where�s Angel?�

He raises his huge shoulders, shrugging.

�Last time I saw her was in the Holorooms. I left a note for her to go to COM.�

�Well, we don�t have time to look for her. If something�s wrong with COM-�

Com glares at him.

�Something�s bad wrong with COM. I really don�t want to be held responsible for the damage she could cause to the SPU. Let�s see if we can�t get some of Howitzer�s army boys to lend us a ship...�

They all look around, only now noticing the crowd of military personnel surrounding a black ship and scattered throughout the Bay. A black blur zipped around weaving in and out between the heavy-armors.

"What now.."

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