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Worlds Collide Quintessential

It’s no coincidence that Snarl and Hun-Gurrr have both arrived on this new planet at the same time. Both bots have been given a mission and neither wants to fail!

Join Snarl & Hun-Gurrr and learn more about this new land while earning Resources, Spark, Boosts and Crystal Shards!

Start Date: 14/7/2017 11:00 UTC
End Date: 17/7/2017 11:00 UTC
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[npc-empty-a] Welcome to *Quintessa*…
[Snarl] *Sharkticons!* Coming at us from all sides. And they look hungry!
[Hungurrr] I was batch-protoformed hungry. An’ if I’m going down, it’ll be with a full stomach.
[Snarl] Look, *Hun-Gurrr*, as we’re both stranded on *Quintessa,* with no way home, and we’re today’s ‘special’.
What say we forget put our own feud on the back-burner and fight together. Tag-team ’em.
[Hungurrr] Sure, why not? I got better things to do today than be messily devoured and digested. So it’s… stomp a *Sharkticon* time!
[npc-Sharkticon] Oof! Ungh! Food disagree with us!
[Snarl] There’s too many of them. For every six I mangle, twenty more appear.
[Hungurrr] <MWOWF> <CHAMP> Don’t talk, *Snarl*… EAT! Boy, these critters are chewy. <PTUP>
[Snarl] Yuck! Where’s my Dino-buddies when I really need ’em?
[Grimlock] So *Snarl* have company on *Quintessa*? Who?
[Prowl:point] Judging by the secondary brain module, not to mention the secondary food processor, I’d say *Hun-Gurrr*.
[Grimlock] The *Terrorcon*? Quick, me *Grimlock* go to *Quintessa*. Munch metal!
[Kup:shakehead] No can do, my pea-brained buddy. The *Space Bridge* still needs to re-calibrate. No long-distance trips! *Snarl’s* on his own.
[npc-empty-a] Back on *Quintessa*…
[Snarl] So! That’s how it’s going to be, huh? I save your hide, dragon-breath, and you repay me with a one-way ticket to the scrapyard.
[Hungurrr] Nothin’ personal, but yeh. See, my mission’s been compromised… and that puts *you* on the *endangered species list*.
[Snarl] Better ‘bots than you have tried, *Hun-Gurrr*. I’ll kick your armored aft from here to *Nebulos*.
[Hungurrr] <RRAGH> Let the carnage begin!
[npc-Sharkticon] Look, batch brothers! Food fight!
[npc-empty-d] Back inside an ancient temple on *Quintessa*.
[Hungurrr] I don’t get it. The scenes on this temple wall… they’re US! Me an’ *Snarl*. Talk about temporal paradoxes.
Somehow, we’re in our own past? This time-travel stuff does my head in. Good likenesses though.
[Soundwave:pointleft] We have a lock. Initiating *Space Bridge* retrieval cycle. We have him, *Megatron.*
[Megatron:victory] About time… so to speak. *Hun-Gurrr* – report. Was your mission successful?
[Hungurrr] Sure was, boss. I managed to scan and download *Quintessa’s hive mind matrix*.
Figure a bright ‘bot like *Shockwave* should be able to remodel it for *Cybertronian* minds… eventually.
[Megatron:fistpump] Excellent! The *next generation of Combiners* shall be multiple minds united as one. A warrior possessing the skills and knowledge of many.
[Snarl] The *Sharkticons*… biting me all over. I’m finished.
[Grimlock] It not *Sharkticons*, it me. *Grimlock* so pleased to see *Snarl* he forget himself… overcome with emotion. Sniff.
[Snarl] I’m back… on *Earth*?! You got me *out*. And guess what?
Sure, I nearly ended up an entree, but I got it. The *Combiner cog* unique to *Quintessa*… that means the *Dinobots*… will soon all be one!
[Grimlock] Awww… me *Grimlock* love happy ending.
[Snarl] Eeyah – enough with the biting already!
[npc-empty-a] Meanwhile on *Quintessa*.
[Snarl] OOF! GNN! This is getting us nowhere – we’re too evenly matched. Too thick-headed to know when to quit!
[Hungurrr] NNF! HUF! Speak for yourself! Both my heads are spinning?
[Snarl] Truce? Or do we keep butting heads till we both fall over?
[Hungurrr] Um, definitely truce. Cease and desist – NOW!
[Snarl] That was, er, deceptively easy. What’s the catch?
[Hungurrr] The ‘catch’… is that *tsunami* of *Sharkticons* converging on our position and bearing seasoning.
[Snarl] Oh. Right. Yeah. Guess all we did last time was kick the cyber-hornet’s nest.
[Hungurrr] Maybe I should have mentioned… but it was kind of classified…
*Sharkticons* have a variety of hive mind. Hurt one. You hurt ’em all. Don’t suppose you got another a’them zaps in you?
[Snarl] Nope. I almost drained my solar cells last time. They’re flat as roadkill. Guess it’s time for plan B. *RUN!!!*
[Optimus:pointleft] Can you restore the *Space Bridge* link, *Prowl*?
[Prowl:shakehead] Negative, Prime. Because the far end is out of normal space-time, it’s subject to wild fluctuations in the chrono-sphere. Just… hard to maintain a lock.
[Grimlock] You lose *Snarl?* Where me find another at short notice? Dumb plan.
[npc-empty-a] Back on a *Quintesson* planet…
[Snarl] Listen, *Hun-Gurrr* – if you get in my way, you are gone – simple as that. But I got no beef with you.
[Hungurrr] Eh? No beef? Shame. My favorite. But a nice heaped plate of havoc will do just as well.
[Snarl] Oh well, so much for small talk. It’s time to butt heads – plural!
[npc-sharkticon] Attack! Devour! Feast!
[Snarl] Eh? What are those?
[Hungurrr] *Sharkticons*. Native species. Taste like chicken.
[Snarl] You know what they say… see *Quintessa*… and die!

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[Megatron] What just happened, *Soundwave?* That flash almost burned out my optics.
[Soundwave] Readings suggest a *solar event*, *Lord Megatron*… but on the planet surface.
Hold! Telemetry indicates an *Autobot* spark signature.
[Bludgeon] *Snarl*. Got to be. Storing solar energy is his bag.
[Megatron] Get a message to *Hun-Gurrr*. *Eliminate Snarl* – with extreme prejudice.
[Hungurrr] Um… looks like our lines of communication to *Earth* have been restored, *Snarl* ol’ buddy. I got new orders.
[Snarl] Oh? And what were your original orders?
You *can’t* be here on *Quintessa* for the same reason I am. It makes no sense. So… what?
[Hungurrr] Um, *classified*. If I told you I’d have to kill you, y’know?
[Snarl] Oh-kay. And your *new orders?*
[Hungurrr] Oh, sure, no problem there. See… I just gotta kill you.
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[npc-empty-d] Meanwhile on *Quintessa*.
[Hungurrr] Y’know what, *Snarl?* I just had a thought. Maybe it’s not me the *Sharkticons* are pissed at.
After all, it was *you* lit ’em up like *Iacon’s Candlewatt Square*.
[Snarl] Why do I get the feeling, *Hun-Gurrr*… this is goodbye?
[Hungurrr] It’s more… divide and conquer. We divide and *you* get conquered. Seeya!
[Snarl] Blast! He was right. The *Sharkticons* are all coming after me!
*Grimlock* – if you can hear me… I need emergency extraction – *NOW!*
[Hungurrr] Haw-haw! Look at that *Dinobot* go. And while he keeps the *Sharkticons* busy…
I’ll hole up in that *weird-looking temple* that must be at least 1600 years old.
[Grimlock] Hurry! Re-open *Space Bridge*! Bring *Snarl* back!
[Prowl] I’m trying, I’m trying… almost there.
[Grimlock] Almost not good enough! *Snarl* in *BIG* trouble.
[Hungurrr] Whoa! What is this place?
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[Megatron:pointleft] What’s happening? This was supposed to be a simple retrieval mission – in and out. Why hasn’t he come back?
[Soundwave] Chronometric interference from original time-quake has temporarily severed *Space Bridge* uplink, mighty *Megatron*.
[Megatron:facepalm] In other words, you lost him. He’s on his own. Ah well, if I know *Hun-Gurrr*… he’ll fit right in there.
[npc-empty-d] Meanwhile, on a distant planet…
[Hungurrr] Don’t know what I just ate… but it tasted great! Kicked and struggled too. Always a bonus.
Anyway… guess I better get on with what I came here to do.
[npc-sharkticon] Hehhn… we spy take-out! Gather others… and ring dinner bell. But the heads… are ours. Hehn-hehn.
[Snarl] This crazy mixed up place… everything’s eating everything else. But at least there are no… *Decepticons*?!
[Hungurrr] *Snarl?* Well, well. Look, relax, I love *Dinobots*… but I couldn’t eat a whole one.
[Snarl] Great. A whole alien planet and I bump into you, *Hun-Gurrr*. What are the odds? Unless… you’re here for the same reason I am?

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[Grimlock] Hurry! Restore chrono-thingy lock. Get *Snarl* back! Or send *me* to *Quintessa*!
[Arcee:point] Wow, *Grimlock,* you seem genuinely concerned for your fellow *Dinobot*.
[Grimlock] They so hard to replace. And me *hate* the interviews.
[Prowl] I’m starting to receive telemetry from the planet again. The chronostatic interference must be clearing. But…
I’m registering a *massive concentration of lifeforms*. I can’t single Snarl out!
[npc-empty-a] Meanwhile, the *Sharkticon* hordes descend upon their prey on *Quintessa*!
[Snarl] There’s too many of ’em. Stand back, *Hun-Gurrr*, I’m going to try something…
[Hungurrr] Try it fast, *Snarl*. I never thought I’d say this, but I’m full.
[Snarl] Since I first got here, I’ve been storing massive amounts of *Quintessa’s* solar radiation in my *spine plates*.
I’m going to channel it into one almighty *electro-static blast*. And-
[Hungurrr] WHOA! *Frying tonight!*

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