Cartoon Network (ended 2009)
(Newmanfan, i suggest that we stop godmodding before this gets out of hand. Chaos SUpreme is mroe powerful than Unicron, even though he's twice as big as Omega Supreme)
Then, Chaos Supreme thaws out, grabs incinerator, takes him offline, leaving Firebolt alive. He then put Firebolt down, and flew away
Firestar: Is it just me, or are Octane and Tankor quoting lines from "Red Vs. Blue"?
Octane: Don't leave me here with the evil doctor. (Turns into Tankor)
Tankor: Shut up, Caboose. (Turns into Octane)
Octane: Now he's cursing at me.
Then, Octane gets up, flies over to where Chaos Supreme and Incinerator are, and lands
Octane: I feel dizzy. (Turns into Tankor)
Tankor: Of course, blood IS really important, so he'll suffer symptons such as Nausea, Dizziness, sensitivity to light...(Turns into Octane)
Octane: I think i am going to stop standing now. (Falls over, and turns into Tankor)
Tankor: ...or passing out! (TUrns into Octane)
Octane: Church, if I die, i want you to have my Orange Juice. (Turns into Tankor)
Chaos Supreme; (Face in palm) Tankor, don't let Octane download anymore Youtube.
Tankor: Okay, but i can't make any promises! (Turns into Octane)
Octane: Don't leave me here with the horrible doctor. (Turns into Tankor)
Tankor: Shut up, Caboose. (Turns into Octane)
Octane: Now he's cursing at me-OH! (Gets knocked out by Chaos Supreme)
Chaos Supreme: That...was annoying the hell out of me. Hey Incinerator, wanna go get a drink? I know a good bar a couple miles from here.
Chaos Supreme: (Picks up Octane, and throws him into the Autobot Base)
A mysterious dark green Apache Longbow arrives at the Base
Dreadland: IT's a transformer. I am pickign up residual Cybertronian signals.
Dreadland, Concussor Prime, and Red Alert Prime all walk out, and see teh Helicopter
Firestar: THis had better not be a decepticon, because i am picking up so many weapons signals that he could be a frickin tank on legs.
The Apache transforms, and turns out to be Blackout.
Blackout: I was told that the Decepticons are mobilizing. They have Knockout, Blaze Master, and even are planning to revive Scorponok
Concussor: We are so screwed.
Blackout: But, i am the greatest scientist on Cybertron. I scored the hgihest on all the tests at the academy. I was better then the best. I was teh best of the best of the best.
an old, busted out, rusty howitzer drives up to the decepticon base.
At the Decepticon base.
Scorponok: It was my pleasure to slay that Autobot scum in the name of the Decepticons. And I would do it again. Gladly.
Back at the Autobot base, Striker and streaker are waiting outside.
Striker: Hey look at those cars Streaker! Feraris.
Striker: I hear humans cal such things "stylin"!
Streaker: And that means....?
Striker: I dont really know, but it doesnt sound bad. And besides, if we're going to join the Autobots, we need indivual transformations.
They both scan the Ferari. Striker turns into a blue one, and Streaker turns into a red one.
Streaker: I must admit, quite nice.
Striker: Yeah. So, let's tell them we want to join.
They walk up to the other Autobots.
Streaker: Excuse us.
Both: Can we join the Autobots please?!
Then, the old howitzer transformed, shoved Blaze aside, and walked up to Scorponok
Howitzer: Hello again Scorponok. (Picks him up) Now don't tell me you don't remember your old pal Long Shot. (Smiles, and then throws him down.) And i brought the others with me. (A PBY Catalina emerges) there's Whirlwind. (A humongous tank) there's Sizemech, (A Bulldozer/Self Propelled Artillery/Missile Tank cross) There's Megarage. And now, for my personal favorite, (A gigantic X-35 emerges) Bombardigo. Now, do you remember your old friends, the Mechanicons?
Concussor: Hey! They need to fill out all the applications in order to join the Autobots! I was a teacher at the Autobot College! I taught Quantum Mechanics 203, Timeline Politics 989, and Diplomacy 715. In all you have to know that in order to join anything, you have to fill otu LOTS of paperwork. So, unless these twins can pull all necassary 6,876,534 pages filled out completely with all the correct information, then they are simply mercenaries we hired.
COncussor Prime: Well then, they cna only be classified as Mercenaries!
Long Shot: Didn't you just hear me? I am Long Shot, leader of the Mechanicons, the first, adn oldest Decepticon faction. I am here with my friends Whirlwind, Sizemech, Megarage, and Bombardigo.
Scorponok: Yes. I havent seem you since we destroyed that Autobot city back on Cybertron.
Striker: How..many pages?
Streaker: It wont be that bad. Chill Striker.
Striker: Fine. We'll fill out the paperwork.
Concussor Prime: And remeber, ALL 6,876,534 pages filled out completely with all the correct information.
Long Shot: So you remember that you left us to die! (Whirlwind, Sizemech, Megarage, and Bombardigo all transform, and stand over Scorponok)
Striker and Streaker are filling out the paperwork.
Striker: AAHH! I dont know aything!!!
Streaker: It's not hard. It's easy.
Striker: Hey sis, since you're SO good at it, could you..
Streaker: I'm not doind your paperwork for you.
Striker: C'mon sis, please?
Streaker: Sigh. Fine, but you owe me bro.
Striker: You're the best Streaker.
Streaker: You sure you're my twin, we'll nothiing alike.
Concussor Prime: I'm a proffessor in 3 college classes full of suck-ups. It's my job to deal with paperwork. And technically, I'm in charge. Ultra Dreadnought put me in charge of all autobots in this system.
Long Shot: 2 things. One: We are not MACHINACONS, we are MECHANICONS! And two: Bombardigo was the founder of the True Decepticons, and i am his superior, so your sorry a*ses belong to me!
Knockout: The Last time I checked, Meltdown was knocking you senseless. Bombardigo may have started it, but he knew good and well that if he was releived of his position that he releinquished all of the Ture Decepticons to the next ruler. SO Technically, I rule The True Decepticons, and I'll be Damned if I'm gonna give it up that easily. *Calls for the ship then combines with it to become God Decepticon.*
God Decepticon: YOu want us back, well you ain't gonna get it, because I'm not letting it go!
*With the Autobots*
Firebolt: Hey twins! You just go and tell COncussor that you did this work. I got ways to get you into the system.
Concussor: FIREBOLT, I HEARD THAT!
Long Shot: MECHANICONS, TRANSFORM AND COMBINE! (He, Whirlwind, Sizemech, Megarage, and Bombardigo all transform, and combine into Ragnarok)
Ragnarok: I am the best of teh combers. The constructicons and Stunticons are selfish, the Predacons are Stupid, but i have no weaknesses! I am the greatest! (Fires a huge blast at God Decepticon, Paralyzing him from the neck down) Now, who's next?
Ragnarok then gets up, faces God Decepticon, and then closes his eyes, and just stands there, and his voice ends up not sounding like a combination of all 5 voices, but it sounds like 10,000 voices are talking at once.
Ragnarok: YOu never learn, GD. (Opens his eyes, and they are rainbow colored.) This one power only Primus can comprehend. And you do not know about it, because Primus gave it to Ragnarok. It is the flow of the uncomprehendable. Everything is in flux. There is no void. There are no barriers between Corporeal and Celestial, except for themselves. Matter and Energy are nothing. Energy and MAtter are everything. There are no bonds between worlds. We all are equal in the eyes of the great one, who we all came from. (A wierd energy orb surrounds Ragnarok)