''I'm not special, I'm just a drone.'' #TFRP Just helicopter vehicon. Alternate form is an UH-1H Huey
Somewhere on Earth.
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Yeah okay, this bears retweeting.. also I still think he was acting real sus!!
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She would find the decepticon insignia planted on his chest plate, as well as on the sides of his arms.
He squirmed under the bulky femme, trying to get out from under her. "Get off me!" He shouted as he struggled.
Her being without an insignia caught his optic at the last moment. 'Well, at least she isn't an autobot.' The thought quickly drifted away as he noticed the energon line. "Aha." He muttered, following the line up to the switch. He flipped the switch, and turned his gaze--
for a moment before he realized she was in stasis lock. '...Would really be a good idea to wake her up? Who knows how she would react to seeing me...?' He pondered to himself. After a while, he came to a decision. 'Frag it. Might as well, I need someone to talk to.'--
The vehicon carefully stepped inside, looking around the small interior. Once he was satisfied that there wasn't anything of interest along the walls, he walked up to the pink femme in the chair. He circled the chair once, his gaze holding the femme's slumbering face--
and placed next to the small hole. He set the timer and raced to take cover behind a hill. Seconds later, the detpack exploded. He returned to see if it had any affect.
Cannonfodder peeked inside. His visor brightened with surprise when he saw the hint of pink armor. 'There's someone inside. I'll get them out.' He thought, first taking a look around to make sure there wasn't anyone else nearby. Then, his chest opened and he took out a detpack--
and lower himself to the ground. Once his skids touched the dirt, he transformed. He approached the ship, searching for a way inside as he circled the vessel.
He spotted the ship, and his hopes dwindled slightly. It wasn't a ship that he recognized, but he would investigate nonetheless. 'It's a long shot, but maybe this thing could tell me what's going on back home...' He thought to himself as he started to pull back into a hover--
Cannonfodder was currently searching for a downed starship. This particular starship was of Cybertronian origin, at least that's what he hoped. He flew over the forest, his helicopter form barely skimming the treetops as he searched. His forest ranger livery--
