The astrosecond the door disappeared from behind him without he having done anything, Megatron realised it had been a trap. He was - unfortunately, for the best - overbalanced, however, and he didn't have any time to formulate a counter-measure.
The charge from the shockstick, as well as the harem-coding slammed into him with the same weight (it felt like, anyhow) as that of a ton of rock coming down. Curiously, despite the pain and the fact that he didn't usually restrain his rage, there was no more than a stuttered exvent exploding out from his vent, and a faint, glitched whine from his vocalizer.
This had become categorized as a "battle" and thus... as little noise as possible.
Even that wouldn't have dropped him immediately, even if he staggered, almost going to his knees but still not giving up; Jazz on his back, however, unbalanced him to his knees, and the expert grip on those cables and circuits, along with the growing charge from the programming, finally dropped Megatron offline, falling facedown onto the floor.
The crystal rolled harmlessly out of his hand and clattered against Optimus' foot.
::Prime? We traced the comm. but it was bounced at least three times and we had to unscramble its destination location to even start tracing it... And it ended up in the middle of nowhere, Rust Sea. Unfortunately, whoever they were is good.:: Prowl sighed over the comm as a brief update, still baffled over the fact that they'd used not just an origin scrambler, but a destination one too.
Of course, that had just hindered them furhter, since even if they knew the comm's destination (considering they were at it) they hadn't been able to do anything until they'd actually unscrambled the comm.
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THERE'S CARPETS, RIGHT? USE ONE OF THOSE!
Date: 2012-04-09 02:26 pm (UTC)The charge from the shockstick, as well as the harem-coding slammed into him with the same weight (it felt like, anyhow) as that of a ton of rock coming down. Curiously, despite the pain and the fact that he didn't usually restrain his rage, there was no more than a stuttered exvent exploding out from his vent, and a faint, glitched whine from his vocalizer.
This had become categorized as a "battle" and thus... as little noise as possible.
Even that wouldn't have dropped him immediately, even if he staggered, almost going to his knees but still not giving up; Jazz on his back, however, unbalanced him to his knees, and the expert grip on those cables and circuits, along with the growing charge from the programming, finally dropped Megatron offline, falling facedown onto the floor.
The crystal rolled harmlessly out of his hand and clattered against Optimus' foot.
::Prime? We traced the comm. but it was bounced at least three times and we had to unscramble its destination location to even start tracing it... And it ended up in the middle of nowhere, Rust Sea. Unfortunately, whoever they were is good.:: Prowl sighed over the comm as a brief update, still baffled over the fact that they'd used not just an origin scrambler, but a destination one too.
Of course, that had just hindered them furhter, since even if they knew the comm's destination (considering they were at it) they hadn't been able to do anything until they'd actually unscrambled the comm.