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Post by Shrike and Contrail on Sept 29, 2015 20:52:23 GMT
Throttle, hearing that Drive-by needed assistance, sprinted past him and reached the area that the intense battle was unfolding within. It wasn't a bit too much for the bot to take in. From what he could tell, there were two bots, one large, one not so much fighting a much smaller one, and they were getting the upper hand. There was also another, also small one trying to break the fight. He was about to step forward, when he realized he should wait for a victor before stepping in. Throttle transformed into his car form and simply idled, awaiting the end of the battle. If he could do what he wished, Throttle would have been there in an instant, taking the fight into his hands just as the others are. But much to his dismay, he had a cover to keep.
While waiting, he examined the participants, and knew who some were. He recognized the active members of the DJD, Nickel and Vos, the others he did not know. The situation looked bleak for Vos, especially since Nickel would not fight. Throttle wondered why she did not do so, but the thought passed and he returned to staring at the combat he was so deeply engrossed in. He commed Drive-by silently to ask a question. ::Ichor, you think we outta' get involved? I see Vos, he might be a good source a' info. I'd say, cuz' Thrasher does, that we'd wait it out and nab Vos last cycle. But if we had my say so, we'd blow up the others first. He then chuckled and cut the message. He thought that if he had the weapons, he should use them. This was a great fight, and Throttle was missing it.
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Post by Vos on Sept 30, 2015 13:27:57 GMT
~The wounded A.I. Vos quietly remained where he was, loosening his pistons, and relaxing his systems. He would embrace a peaceful death as he slowly died, despite the pain. He vaguely noticed the new approaching arrivals, but stood still. Their existence did not matter to him, he was dying, and whether they were here or on the other side of the planet would not matter any longer. At least in his perspective.
Skyspray's heroism would get in the way, as predicted. Unfortunately the mech was patient enough to know that it was a matter of time before Vos would lack the energy to stand. Perhaps killing the femme and then himself would be the best option. Then again, it was a coward's route, and Nickel would be displeased to see him kill himself. Dying by the enemies blade would be preferable, for Nickel's sake. Better to see him killed by an enemy than himself. Vos had about to reply to Skyspray's words, when the femme unsheathed her blade, and thrust it through a portion of herself, the mech behind her was thus stabbed by some of the blade, and staggered backwards, step by step. The femme was out of the equation now, Vos realized. He was in range of Skyspray's gun, and he didn't need to be smart to know what would occur next. There was just not enough energy in his veins to realtime any longer. So Vos planted his feet in that second of staggering, waiting for what he knew would come.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2015 19:43:28 GMT
"Oh, Vos!" Nickel tears away from Skyspray and rushes to the critically injured Vos before Skyspray can pull anything clever, "How dare you even consider giving up!"
Vos is having trouble standing, and she wraps her arms around his knees to try and support him.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Sept 30, 2015 20:27:57 GMT
This was it. The moment he had longed for. Now there was no escape, he couldn't back off. All or nothing, it didn't matter if Nickel was there or not.. They were not far apart at all, a couple of steps as most. This would be over quickly. Diamond was close to Vos but as Vos apparently staggered back that wouldn't be an issue. The chest cannon let out a small "beep" before unleashing the projectile that had been stored inside. The projectile was like an ordinary bullet just that it had the extra effect of going in Mach 4. It was going straight towards Vos' chest and te speed it had allowed it to hit almost instantly if it it hit. And if it did, it wouldn't lose speed as it hit him but would continue out on the other side of him with a good chunk of Vos' chest. The force would tear off more than just the metal that the bullet hit, the chest pretty much would cave in. The shot would probably also stun him if it hit and the chances of it hitting would be very large due to the speed of the projectile and the distance. But Sky wasn't done. He leaped forwards, ignoring his damaged legs and attemted to push Vos into the ground. If he hit Diamond, that was too bad. If he was succesful, then he would start beating on Vos with his fists, trying to tear platings off to reach the insides and organs.
*If that also succeeded, he'd pull out his shotgun and point it inside Vos' body so that it pointed towards his helm and spark. This was really it, no matter how much Nickel pleaded.
Be brave, Vos. This is it.
Then he pulled the trigger.*
He could sense more energy signatures but they didn't matter now. Not at all.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2015 21:31:03 GMT
"Skyspray, don't you DARE!" Nickel shouts, furious.
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Post by Vos on Oct 1, 2015 0:17:48 GMT
Vos just stood, despite the sparks flying from his leg. Then Nickel came crying at his side. Vos could already see another figure in the distance, musty and coated in gloriously shiny armor, eyeing him, waiting for him. It was Primus, and Vos knew it was his time to leave. He wasn't going to live through any more damage--but he didn't want Nickel to receive any As she approached his leg, Vos did the only thing he could. he kicked her right in the chest, to shove her away from the gunfire that would come. The sound-braking bullet let out a horrendous scream before Vos felt the projectile hit him, and shred right through him, sending him to the ground with his chest torn through once more.
Sky spray came in sure enough, pouncing on Vos, grabbing everything that he could and ripping it off of Vos's chest, uttering something or another as he pulled out another gun. That is going to be the last gun I ever see. Vos mused. Amid all this tearing, all the shooting, every wound's pain, fresh or old, was now distant. Vos kept his helm steady, before Skyspray blasted for his spark. "Primus spare my spar-" - Everything went black except for the glowing figure. He was right next to Vos right now, outstretching a regal servo for Vos to grab. Everting else was dark and eery. So Vos took the mech's servo, and it was all over.
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Vos's body was nothing but a cold, ruined, and lifeless husk.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2015 0:59:16 GMT
"Vos! Oh, Vos..." Nickel kneels beside him again. The light fades from his optics, and the colour from his metal. She takes his head and moves it into her lap as best as she can. Energon slowly trickles then congeals on his lips. She looks up at Skyspray, "How could you do that to him?! You used to be such good friends!"
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Post by Ichor on Oct 1, 2015 1:58:52 GMT
As Drive-By continued his sprint towards the sound of gunfire, something overcame him. A forgotten scent, a familiar element that used to envelope him millenia ago. His optics shifted to green, followed by his paint, as he transformed and became a skittering Insecticon. Lacking any insignia, the creature leapt out of the trees, landing meters away behind Nickel. It's massive mandibles clicked and dripped with corrosive venom that hissed as it burned into the soil. The gutteral clicking of the Insecticon echoed in the air as it stared at Skyspray with bright green optics.
Skyspray was a beacon, he carried the pheromones of Thunderblast, he was family, nephew. He also carried bad scent, that of Kaon. His sister wedded an assassin.... Killer.... MURDERER.... Ichor was interested in this unknown member of family. But due to his Insecticon state, and being overwhelmed by pheromones from Skyspray, he was in a slightly feral state of mind, one wrong move could cause him to lash out.
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Post by Shrike and Contrail on Oct 1, 2015 2:23:52 GMT
Throttle, spying the battle, found it pleasing to watch the member of the DJD crumple and die, because it meant rewards, and a fight. Just as he was about to move in, Ichor, as an insecticon, flew past him. It took him by surprise, and he was worried it may cause severe issues. He hadn't done much restraint training and wasn't well equipped to take down Ichor, his only hope was to calm him. Quickly shifting to take on a less developed disguise, as to save 'Throttle', for more important matters. He had formed into a simple jet and continued to have his allegiance hidden behind the Autobot insignia.
As quickly as he could, which was mere seconds, he thrusted into the scene of the death of Vos, and transformed into a well figured Autobot. He looked to Skyspray and quietly spoke to him. Don't take a sudden move, and put your weapons away. This is a delicate situation and we don't need more death. That insecticon is of importance and we obviously don't need a fight. If we can calm it, we might be able to safely restrain and remove it. Shrike said this with legitimate worry, he definitely didn't want Ichor dead, as Ichor was like an older brother to him. He had to keep the big brute he faced from firing, as well as take care of what was necessary, Vos.
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Post by RedOptics on Oct 1, 2015 3:04:04 GMT
Diamond watched at Vos's lights went out, but she didn't show any signs of rejoice. No, instead she gripped her self-inflicted wound, now burning from the heat of gunfire as she did her best to stay standing. She looked at all of the bots, studying them as she stood there. A hiss of her exhaust, she began to pant as the adrenaline died down. He was finished... the one that broke and bruised her spark. Good riddance. She glared at his limp body, then looked at the pool of energon she had created. It was small, but had enough volume to reveal her own reflection. Her mask was scuffed and broken, her side was bleeding, and her face was even colder. Now that the enraged cloud in her mind began to ebb, she began to realize something. Was death the only resolution? He had tortured and twisted so many souls, and he should have gotten rid of her when he had the chance. Then again, Primus had convinced his mind to let her live. What was her purpose? Dia shook her helm, silently but weakly walking away from the scene. Her work here was done. Now she could die alone, in peace.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Oct 1, 2015 6:09:59 GMT
It had been done. Vos was no more. And not his helm either. As the shotgun had been pointed from below the spark towards the helm, the bullets would also pop the skull open, making it pretty much explode in a splatter of energon. What Nickel held was nothing else than a piece of Vos' helm. The only thing left now was the Face. And he was not going to lose it. No, that would remain with him. He simply grabbed it from the ground, looked at the cracked metal before placing it in his subspace. The fake Face that was still on him wasn't that fun to have actually so Sky reached up with one servo and tore it off, paying the price of losing some parts of his battlemask. He could live with that though. Now one out of five were gone, maybe two depending on how you looked at it. He pushed himself up into a stqnding position and looked down at the obviously angry Nickel. And what came out of her really surprised him.
Good friends? Hah, no. I don't call torture friendly, I don't call assaulting friendly. I don't call huting because of a choice friendly. I was in pain, what did you do? Nothing. Now we go home.
That was his sole reply to Nickel. He was not angry at her, just feeling a slight feeling of betrayal sometimes. I hadn't ben easy growing up, always the small one, always the powerless one. That had now changed and he was not going to stop until all his old family were one with the allspark. Except Nickel as she hadn't done anything against him. Suddenly another autobot appeared next to him but something seemed a bit off. Sky couldn't exactly say what it was but it was something.
Huh? What do you...
Then he heard the clicking behind him and he slowly turned around to face... A big green insecticon.... Who felt vaugely familiar. It felt like Sky knew this one from somewhere but he had no idea if what it could be from. Sky slowly put his shotgun back in his subspace before looking straight at the insect. He had no idea of what to do so he began carefully.
Uhm... Bah weep Graghna weep ni-ni bong? Do I know you?
To him, it all sounded normal. But maybe something sounded way off for the others, maybe he didn't speak regular Neocybex but something entirely else? He sent a quick comm to Diamond just to alert her.
:: Diamond, get back to the base. We will arrive shortly. ::
He knew that he probably should go, but the insecticon peaked his interest for now.
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Post by The Pet on Oct 1, 2015 13:38:09 GMT
The swirling mass of green and blue slowly opened, the feral Sparkeater emerging from it, and the bridge quickly closed behind it, those working the bridge fearful the Pet may change its mind. She would not however, as many friendly scents greeted her. She delicately sniffed at the air, her snout raising up. The distinct smell of Nickel, one of the Pet's comrades, and the smell of Vos, who lay deceased on the ground. The Pet slowly walked over, prodding Vos with the tentacle on her back, but there was no sense of life. The Pet did not whimper, for many of the djd died many times. They simply were replaced. Then The Pet smelled a very familiar scent. Similar to Kaon's, but slightly different. Skyspray. The Pet, though low in intelligence, remembered Skyspray, walking over to him and cranking her neck upwards, to get a better look at the mech. He was larger than before, and seemed different. Subtle smells of many fallen mechs decorated and engulfed his form, nearly confusing his scent. Then The Pet looked at the insecticon, a quiet, low growl escaping for but a moment. Slowly, The Pet's talons grew, slow enough so that unless one had been paying close attention, unnoticeable. As with everything, The Pet waited for commands from Nickel, or Skyspray.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2015 17:41:30 GMT
Still holding Vos' face, Nickel sees the arrival of the Pet, and hurries towards him.
"Pet! Where have you been?! Vos is OFFLINE because he didn't have backup!" she shouts at him.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Oct 3, 2015 5:04:57 GMT
No. Vos offline because he was attacking me. And because of what he did before. Oh, hello there, Pet. I'll greet you better soon but for now, could you be calm?
Sky said without showng much emotion at all.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2015 23:20:19 GMT
Nickel looks back at Skyspray. In a funny kind of way, he looks like the dead mech now, as much as Vos. Like a child just old enough to realise they've killed somebody.
She holds out one arm towards him, gesturing him closer so as she can hug it all away.
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Post by RedOptics on Oct 4, 2015 2:59:50 GMT
Diamond looked back, but only for a moment before she called in for a bridge. She might be second guessing if whether or not he was be pissed, and that being in the med bay was sure to be punishable by a disapproving stare. It was something that was particularly smiled upon in her opinion, since being disappointed in by someone was one of her worst nightmares.
Eh. Maybe in the next life I'll be approved. She said softly to herself with the faintest of smiles. For at the moment, seeing and family love was a slight pain in her spark and she continued her way.
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Post by Ichor on Oct 4, 2015 17:28:55 GMT
Shifting, the insecticon began to creep towards Skyspray. Something in its compound optics said it was staring straight at the Autobot tank. The six legs clicked and moved in short, twitching motions as it Dre near. The unusually large mandibles spread open wide, revealing their sharp bladed edges and dropping venom and acid. Within a short moment Nickel was standing between the mandibles, with the low and erratic hissing and clicking of its oral cavity behind her helm.
It sensed the aggression from the Pet, and the nervous feelings within Skyspray and The other Autobot. One wrong motion, one mistake, and Nickel could die on the spot to a bug, a bug that should not haven been brought to Earth.
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Post by Shrike and Contrail on Oct 4, 2015 18:23:02 GMT
Shrike turned to Nickel and became very worried. If Ichor were to kill Nickel, the larger bot beside him would likely extinguish Ichor's spark. He couldn't let that happen. Something about the way the insecticon stared at Skyspray made the jet suspicious. Why is he staring at'cha big bot? Did'ya attack a nest or somthin'? We need to get him to let Nickel go, unless you'd like her helm sliced off. Shrike wasn't sure whether the tank he stood by was an ally of Nickel's or not. The DJD was a mess, it wasn't unknown for them to kill eachother. While he approached Nickel slowly, he noticed 'The Pet'. It was feral, it could ruin everything. If it attacked Ichor, that could be the end of it. Preparing for a potential up coming fight, he primed two missiles for firing. Now c'mon, you don't really want to kill her, right? There is something upsetting you? He said this in a friendly, yet awkward tone towards the creature hovering behind Nickel.
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Post by The Pet on Oct 9, 2015 13:31:45 GMT
The Pet's growling abruptly stopped, and she sat down quietly. When the insect threatened Nickel, The Pet found it harder to remain calm, but it was second nature to the beast to follow orders, such was engraved into its small processor long ago when serving the DJD. Cautiously, with the still-calmness of its former turbo fox self, it waited, the tentacle on its back twitching every now and again.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Oct 9, 2015 14:11:37 GMT
Sky looked down at Nickel as she tried to hug his leg but he only took one step closer while crouching down so that he was in the same height as Ichor. Something seemed really familiar but he didn't know what exactly. His cannons were on his back so they wouldn't scare the bug and so that they had a better range of movements. He slowly reaced out his one servo towards Ichor while the other tried to grab Nickel slowly.
We do not want to hurt you. We friends.
He said to the insecticon in the weird language again, Ichor would probably understand though. Then he heard the new "Autobot" say something. He said Nickel. Nickel. Autobots didn't know about her. She had never revealed herself, at least for as long Sky had checked, which was since he became a bot. And he had been a bot for some time now. Something was wrong with this.
Pet, why don't you give our autobot friend a greeting. And stick with him, he needs company. Do whatever it takes...
He whispered to the Pet. Then he said something to the new arrival.
How do you know the name? You're hiding something. Tell us.
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