(( OOC: All right, all right. Relax, guys. We'll be moving along. It's not my fault because things are always happening that OP can never get a decent one-on-one conversation with anyone without constantly being interrupted. I think the only successful one he's had so far was with Orcariner. Cut me some slack.

I won't be able to do it for a while after he dies.
'Silverbolt' rolled over in bed last night and asked me when we were ready for his introduction and I had to inform him that we hadn't even gotten close to killing Primal yet. He was a bit disgruntled by the delay.
Well, we have a long way to go anyway because everyone wanted to do the truce and have fun. That can't happen until Megatron gets the disk and studies it, and then he'll call upon OP for a meeting and ask for peace between them, and so forth. Also, some people obviously want certain things to happen to their OC's, so there's going to be some minor sidetracking which will take up some time.
Also we may be able to alter the course of the actual plot of the episode a tad, since the Predacons are now able to spy on the Maximals through Feralnight, so since the spiders haven't really been much of an issue to Megatron in this rpg, perhaps Megatron could find out about Primal's plans to use the pod and such through Feralnight and make his own plans accordingly?
Hm. I'll go along with that.

at una. I try.
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"One step at a time."
Optimus nodded confidently at Whitegrazer, although her words still lingered in his mind.
"We are slow moving, aren't we? Will do, Optimus!" "I think my hand is stuck. Kidding."
The leader chuckled when she pulled on his arm as she went to turn, nearly yanking him off in her haste. As their hands released, Primal held his smile on Whitegrazer and watched her start walking away.
"And, Optimus? I always had that feeling."
Optimus sighed lightly, happy to hear that from her. They were very much on the same wave length and it comforted his spark. His joyfulness of her company lingered until she walked further away from him and on to her search-and-rescue mission with the others. Aware of Orcariner's large presence brought him back to the other matter at hand; the Vok. Quickly, Primal's demeanor grew serious and he glanced up at the giant Maximal.
"Let's check out your data, Orcariner," said Optimus as he immediately headed inside the
Axalon. That's when Icebreaker's report came through on the Commander's comm. link.
Optimus, this is Icebreaker.We found Arachnitron knocking the oil out of Manterror.. Seems Manterror was building some sort of Catapult, probably planned to sling boulders at the Axalon.
Sighing with some irritation toward Manterror's constant attempts to disrupt the Maximals and their duties, he responded,
"I trust the situation has been handled," suggesting that the Predacon mantis was chased off and the catapult was either destroyed or dismantled.
"Tell Arachnitron that if she would like her weapons back, she'll have to return to our base." While keeping her weapons away from her was a way to keep his Maximals safe, it was also a form of control and Optimus couldn't keep his thumb on her, so to speak. She had the right to defend herself out here if she preferred to be away from the protection of the
Axalon. And it would help her Maximal programming to have some kind of defense against anyone who might attack her.
(( OOC: Alak, go ahead and show those readings to OP so he can zip off toward that mountain before Tigatron can contact them. Just thought it would give a reason as to why OP was flying around in the first place in that episode before Megatron's hologram caught up with him. Once Megatron has the disk in his hands, he'll be contacting OP for the truce agreement. Does that work for moving the plot along?
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"We'll see how soon the rat gets trapped,"
After Aurora's tongue insult and wink, Rattrap grabbed the corners of his mouth with both his front paws and pulled them out to the sides of his face, sticking out his tongue and making a gagging sound with his throat. Releasing his mouth, he said with a grin,
"Rats never get trapped. We always find a way out. Especially ones with tools."
Watching Whitegrazer walk between him and the ermine, he made kissing noises and cupped his front paws in front of his stomach.
"Awwwe."
"Let's his it!"
Rattrap watched the eager cheetah jump off, almost leaving him in the dust. Sighing, he waited for him to stop and offer him a ride.
Kids, he thought, shaking his head.
"And um... maybe you want to ride on my back?" "I think we'd go faster."
"What da heck is that supposed ta mean?" Rattrap teased him in a serious tone. Before Cheetor could react to that, he added,
"Uh, yeah, maybe I do. Thanks for rememberin' how slow I am." The brown rat smirked and waddled up to the yellow cat, climbing up on to his back and grabbing hold on to his shoulders.
"Now mush!" he called out as if Cheetor were a sled dog.