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[patokichi]

Well. You all saw it. There isn't much time to waste. We should all formulate a plan. The last thing we need is mass-chaos.

My best guess would be to secure anyone who can't fight in the temples. We'll probably need people stationed by each to keep watch over them. The rest of us can move in to corral any enemies into one area.

If anyone needs help or transport, I'll do my best to reach you.

[A beat.]

McCrane, Gunmax? I suggest we stick together. We're stronger in a group. And I... I have an idea. Grab as much oil as we have stockpiled. I'll meet you two at [Insert coordinates.], please be safe. Help anyone you can on the way.

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[action!]

[mccrane]

[McCrane nods to Drift, agreeing for now that the monsters need taking care of first and foremost, and watching as the...samurai? Hm. Watching him turn into a vehicle to herd. With Deckerd's command, it's time!

Which means he's transforming, himself, into crane mode, getting into position just in time to catch the tip of Gunmax's Max Cannon before it falls. It's lighter than he was expecting.]

Deckerd, tell me if the aim is off?

[McCrane rolls forward just a bit, pointing the cannon as best as he can toward the huge bunch of targets.]

Drift, get clear!

[action!]

[sword_redemption]

[Their aim better not be off, because Drift has done a quick sweep through the area, tearing through the narrow gap, leading a mass of sharkticons. A passel of sharkticons? Something like that. It's hard to think of clever collective nouns when you happen to also be sporting a sharkticon hood ornament. ]

[He fishtails wildly, before veering hard to his left, hopefully clearing their shot. ]

[action!]

[patokichi]

Spot on, McCrane!

[Once he sees Drift scooting off to the left, Deckerd wastes no time, locking his feet against the platform stirrups he'd cobbled together, and pulling the trigger.

The recoil slams Gunmax back into his chestplates, one of his metal lapels breaking at the corner. It leaves a nice deep indent, but the damage it does up front is definitely... well. It goes as planned, the Max Cannon cuts a swath through the masses that are caught, bottle necked in the pass, and those behind them.]

[action!]

[engrishdetective]

[Just as planned, more or less.

The blast goes, destroying several of the monsters easily. It's a victory, he won't deny that, but feeling just himself using his own energy to fire it off -- it doesn't quite have the usual power it should, and it drains him completely. Gunmax's plating heats up and everything burns up, fuel included.]

Damn it--

[He can't even hold the form for very long after the Max Cannon is fired. Both Gunmax and his motorcycle transform and the biker is limply draped over Gunbike, out of both Deckerd's grip and McCrane's assisted aim.]