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2.1 by Leonite
Naruto grinned to himself. This was different at least. He had gone through what was a pretty baseline second task of the Chunin Exams... and Team 7 had been immediately assigned to what they called the "Psych" Corps afterwards, apparently the standard for ninja who meet Orochimaru. Sasuke was awake, Sakura wasn't... but he had felt at least three other pings.
"Uzumaki Naruto?"
He grinned a bit more. The three had been waiting in a circular room with one entrance and four other doors, one of which was the way they came in. Of course, Naruto had asked Kakashi what was so special about the Psych corps. Kakashi had simply said "You have to be able to take punishment if you deal with ninja." And simply left it at that.
Still as an ANBU agent guided him towards one of the doors he was curious. Was it one of the ponies again? Ranma maybe, he had been mentioning something about Martial Arts Psychology? Heck, he'd probably guess Usagi if it wasn't for the fact she's more likely to use her attacks to purify people than sit still.
As he stepped through the door and it was subsequently shut behind him Naruto could say that for once in his life he was speechless.
"Me Grimlock psychologist!"
2.2 by Myself
Optimus was left wondering if his optics were working properly. Ultra Magnus had arrived with several of the railbots, but didn't look like he normally did. Coupled with…
"Ultra Magnus, why are you larger than Grimlock and orange?"
"I'd rather not say Optimus. Meet Railspike, Steamhammer, Throttle, Switchplate, Tankor and Rapid Run. As for what happened to us… Either Vector has a cruel sense of humor or we've honestly become mildly omnicombinational trains."
The seven Autobots were joined by a strange looking Grimlock, plus an even larger maroon Autobot.
"Me Grimlock now dinosaur train!"
2.3 by Leonite
Sentinel Prime sighed as he approached Optimus. Such a waste of a good soldier. He had come at him with no back up and had been no match for his Primax Blade. "You would let Cybertron die out for these humans? These organics?" He demanded... to a dying Autobot. He sighed. "Such a waste. To think that I have to destroy such a fine soldier because he's too arrogant to recognize that we are at risk!"
"We are strong..." Optimus groaned out. "Sacrificing these humans, enslaving them... it makes us no better than the Fallen."
"And it's such distinctions that made the Decepticons. That has had us squabbling when we should have been focusing on restoring our race... at any cost." Sentinel shook his head. "You will die Optimus. Not a martyr for these humans or as an Autobot hero. You will go down as a traitor to all Cybertronians simply because you were arrogant enough to think another race deserved protection from-"
Sentinel Prime never finished his sentence as a blue shape leaped over Optimus, transforming mid jump into a blue monster truck with an attached snow plow. The transformer slammed Sentinel Prime into the ground and pinned him to the ground... before he shifted and transformed, revealing a blue and silver soldier with a large chin but a powerful physique. Said transformer glared at the wayward Prime. "Arrogance? You have the gall to call Optimus arrogant?" The blue transformer asked. "He's not the one who's willing to ally with Decepticons, destroy an entire world and use organics as workers to rebuild Cybertron while calling himself a hero!"
Sentinel Prime growled, lashing upwards with his blade only for it to slam into a blue shield, glowing with energon. "Who are you to insist that my way is wrong? We are a dying race, and we will be restored by any means necessary!"
"Transformers are a strong race. It's Cybertron that is dying, not us. We would survive and live on as we have!" Sentinel lifted his cannon arm, hoping to blast the fool with his Cosmic Rust Cannon... only for a lance made of energy to be slammed down into his arm, striking straight through it. "You were just weak enough to give up on us finding our own way. We don't need the help of the organics... but we don't need to kill them off to fix our own mistakes! We are a strong race and we will rebuild our home ourselves."
Sentinel Prime lashed out with his blade again. "And you would allow Cybertron to die to do this sparkling?" He demanded. Each decleration followed another swing of his Primax Blade "You are not a Prime. You cannot comprehend what I have-"
The blue stranger slammed his shield into the blade, sending it flying. "My name is Sentinel Major," The stranger started. "For years I've been told by others that I seemed like the next Sentinel Prime. I took my name after you. Idolized you. I thought you were strong." He lifted the shield... the bladed shield up. "I don't want Cybertron to die. But I will not let us lose ourselves in the process."
"You have no right... you are not a Prime."
Sentinel Major grimaced at that. "And you're not even worthy of the name Prime," He spat, slamming the shield down on Sentinel Prime's neck... and like that, it was over. He looked to the sky and saw Cybertron disappear with a sigh.
"... so you did learn something from your time as Magnus." Sentinel blinked as he turned and looked around... and looked at Optimus. But when he did, he didn't see the battle hardened leader or diplomat he had seen all this time... but one more familiar. The glares he got on Earth. The loyalty in safeguarding his mistake. The determination of...
"Maintainence Prime?" Sentinel asked, a slight smirk crossing his face.
"Indeed," Optimus stated with a wheezed chuckle. "I'd give you a hand for your effort... but as you can see I already gave it to the other Sentinel." The two glanced down at Optimus's severed arm. Sentinel stepped over to Optimus... and held out his hand.
"Don't worry about it. You and I both know I'm liable to lose my head in situations like this," Sentinel remarked as a genuine smile crossed his face. Optimus grabbed his outstretched hand and pulled himself up. "So.. any chance you could tell me what the slag is going on with this nightmare?"
Optimus looked over and sighed. Sentinel followed his gaze and had to swallow back some oil. Megatron was frozen mid stride... and coated in cosmic rust. "Such a barbaric weapon," Optimus muttered, before transforming "Follow me Sentinel... I'll explain on the way." As Optimus drove off Sentinel Major, also known as Sentinel Prime and Sentinel Magnus (Acting Magnus, but it counted), looked over at the scattered Primax Blade... and then pulled his lance out of Sentinel Prime. As he did the rust seeped out of the cannon, performing it's last act as it eroded and at away at it's former master.
"It may be barbaric... but it's what he deserved." Sentinel muttered, even as he stored his weapons away before transforming and driving off.
2.4 by Crisis
"This the place Layla?" Virgil Hawkins, more commonly known most Loops as the electric hero Static asked his companion.
"Probably," the pacifistic plant-powered girl replied as she looked down at the comples. "We'll know more when Haku gets back from recon."
"Then you will not have long to wait," the ice ninja's voice startled the two. "It is indeed Dr. Syndrome's base of operations. It is quite the cunning plan of his, worthy of any villain from my home Loop. He has built engines of destruction that will be unleashed upon various population centers, whereupon he will unveil his defensive creations as a solution to the problem he has created and charge the nations of the world an exorbitant amount for them."
"Let me guess," Virgil smirked. "He's got plenty of both guarding the place."
"Indeed," Haku confirmed. "His plan is set to launch in a few hours. We have little time to waste."
"Okay," Layla giggled nervously, "we just have to go down there, fight past an army of killer robots, disable his launch sequence, and expose his plan to the world. Just like a semester back at my eternal high school."
"Sounds about right," Virgil nodded before turning to the final member of the multi-Loop team that had unexpectedly formed this time. It was an interesting change of pace. "What do you say, big guy?"
The massive robot considered the situation for a moment and Virgil could hear the grin his face wasn't capable of when he spoke.
"Me Grimlock say: Is clobbering time!"
2.5 by OathtoOblivion
Dinobot was confused. When he had Awoken this Loop, he had found himself on the bridge, where he usually Awoke. Now normally, this would mean that he'd follow the baseline script to see whether or not Optimus or any of the others were Awake this Loop or not. But something seemed very off...it was then that he noticed himself.
"WHY THE SLAG AM I HOT PINK?!"
Elsewhere, Megatron was grinning. Getting one over on Dinobot was always a good time. Especially considering he had to vent his annoyance from the Pennelor Battle anyway. Seriously, how do you get felled by a bag of rocks?! 'If I ever see Ricewind again, it'll be too soon...' he thought to himself.
2.1 Somehow, this doesn't seem like an uncommon occurrence.
2.2 To follow up on the Kyoryuger Dinobots. Police, Fire, Build, Shield, and Drill Ressha are mostly unknown and will appear in a later loop. Build is Grimstone and Shield is Armorhide.
2.3 Animated Sentinel is the better option. He draws the line far back from where this Sentinel did.
2.4 There are several adjectives that fit here; take your pick.
2.5 ...I got nothing.
