Thursday, September 3, 2009

ROTF Rampage

The stink of diesel fumes and hot tar follows Rampage whenever he goes. His treads are racked woth metal shards stripped from his victims, and countless scratches covering his chassis are testament to hundreds of brutal battles. He lives to pound his enemies into submission, and thinks of little else. His idea of beauty is the sight of sun glinting off the raw edges of shredded Autobot armor.

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