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Post by Krovennan (Jetlag) on Oct 4, 2015 21:04:11 GMT
Covering his faceplate with one arm, Jetlag took aim at the ground under Whiteclaw, firing a missile at the tightly packed snow, aiming to disturb it enough to throw him off his feet. Once the missile was fired, Jetlag kept his arm up and fired his own machine gun on his free arm, firing 50.cal bullets towards the Predacon at a slower rate, but with much stronger projectiles.
Jetlag's armour was denting badly and several small holes were appearing in his armour, but he fought through it, hoping to knock the Predacon off his feet long enough to counter-attack effectively. This Predacon had caused him problems when he awoke, and he was allied with the Autobots, the ones who coveted those who wronged him. He was gonna scour the planet clean of his existence for all that.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2015 21:30:43 GMT
Some bullets makes some holes in the pale surface of the Whiteclaw's armour. He turns some 40° to his right side to be able to cover himself with his wingplates. At the moment, No bullet has damaged his internal circuits since his thick armour is protecting him. Also, the low Whiteclaw´s temperature would increase the resistance of such armour, the cooler, the better.
The missile launched by Jetlag makes Whiteclaw lost his balance, but aside to fall like everybody would do, his instincts orders him to transform into his predacon mode to stand in four legs. Then, the Owl faced gryphon runs and and jumps towards the apocalypticon, always with the claws in the front with the intention to hit or hold any limb of the enemy. The atmosphere around him becomes cooler that the own environment. In there is some -20 or -30° C, the Whiteclaw's body would turn into -40°C without feel affected at all, but the more significant diference would be feel in his clawed servos/paws with some -55 °C, and their temperature continues decresing . It Jetlag gets touched by those servos, the platinum alloy of the claws would transfer such low temeprature to the zone in contact faster than the rest of metals. Maybe, such sunden change would affect some circuits temporally, or start to clot the energon veins of Jetlag. Whiteclaw would not feel affected by low temperature since he holds the CNA of a Mirratronian, a forgoten race than are made to be in cold envyroment and feel like if they were in a beach. In there is no temperature that would freeze one of those mosnters, at least, no in Earth.
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Post by Cobalt on Oct 4, 2015 21:38:34 GMT
As Whiteclaw transformed, Cobalt was thrown into the snow. Noticing that the much larger bot he was on vefore was now battling in hand to hand, the sparkling decided his shield was worthless. Upon this realisations he turned away and hid in the crater, digging himself a small hole to cower within. Even if he was brave enough to help White, he was still afraid to fight, especially unarmed. All Cobalt could do now was wait for his friend to fend off the Decepticon. In this waiting time, Cobalt would occasionally peek out to watch the fight above.
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Post by Krovennan (Jetlag) on Oct 10, 2015 11:23:37 GMT
Jetlag saw the gryphon coming a mile away, using his RCS to jump, flipping over the Gryphon's charge to fire several missiles straight into his back. The Apocalypticon's sensors detected the drop in temperature around the Gryphon, clearly some form of Cryo-weapon, and Jetlag surmised this Predacon preferred the cold. e needed to heat him up, force him to expend energy to keep cool, if only Meltdown was here.
Landing behind the Predacon, Jetlag readied his flamethrowers again, firing both jets of flame at the Gryphon's flank, aiming to find any form of weakness in his armour to pour heat into. The smaller one had seemingly disappeared, and Jetlag was fine with that, the Gryphon was the real problem.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2015 15:32:10 GMT
The bullets reach a part of his back until the wings were used as a shield. It wasn't something significant to the owl faced 'gryphon' Everything got worst when the jets hits his flank. Whiteclaw falls on his side. The cooling systems works in the affected zone to decrease the temperature of his flank. It hurts, but at least most of his internal systems are working without interruptions. The armour of Whiteclaw only gets weak when it is exposed to high temperatures for long lapses of time. That's why he used his liquid nitrogen to cool the impact zone.
He had to think in something since his weapons haven't been updated. Also, he had to find the sparkling to take him away, but it will be impossible Jetlag is gone, or at least, unable to harm them. The best option he had in mind was to run and hide. jetlag would reach him and he knows it. THe decepticon is made to the war as Whiteclaw continues living with the rules of the old school about laws and ethics. This would show him as a coward in the point of view of Jetlag. Whiteclaw didn't care about that he only wants some seconds to think.
The predacon remains hidden. If any temperature detector want to locate it, it would be impossible since Whiteclaw would stand in the same temperature of the weather. The white and black armour would be useful in a environment with practically has the same color scheme. And if it doesn't work,s he would try to get a big amount above it, at least, to create a small layer of it.
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Post by Cobalt on Oct 11, 2015 0:09:24 GMT
Cobalt grew worried as White retreated, was the fight lost? A chill went through him, quite similar to the weather he was already experiencing, when the predecon disappeared. Where is he? If he's gone I'll die! The sparkling knew if he left his hiding place, he'd die for certain as he stuck out of the landscape like a sore thumb. So he had to sit and wait, looking for his ally occasionally. If Whiteclaw were gone, then it'd only be a matter of time before Jetlag found him and killed him. If only I had guns! Then I could help Whiteclaw! Cobalt poked his head up one last time and managed to find his friend out in the terrain. At least he hadn't left, but he obviously was getting injured in the fight. Cobalt had to help, but he simply couldn't, there wasn't anything he could do unarmed.
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Post by Krovennan (Jetlag) on Oct 17, 2015 16:32:50 GMT
Jetlag lost sight of the Predacon, immediately activating his thermal sensors. Initially, Jetlag was confused as to why he had disappeared, his wings were damaged and the snow limited mobility on the ground, no-one could have left that quickly, unless they hadn't left at all, Jetlag knew there was only one way to explain this, the Predacon was masking his body heat, possibly designed to survive in lower temperatures. If this was the case the solution was clear, burn him out. Transforming, Jetlag climbed high above the area. A sparse forest of dead trees surrounded the area the Predacon was hiding in, making this all the easier.
Performing an aileron roll in the air, Jetlag swooped low to the ground, using the blast from his jets to set the dry wood alight. Making several passes over the forest in strategic locations, the forest was soon alight, melting the snow and heating the air around them, making the colder Predacon stick out against the thermal scans. Jetlag circled high above, tracking for any sign of movement for him to hone in on.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2015 22:17:56 GMT
Whiteclaw took some seconds to know the plans of Jetlag, kill him with heat, or show himself using his cooling systems.. He wanted to freeze his body, but aside to follow the Jetlag expectations, he continued to regulate his own temperature to the same external temperature. He wont have any complication as long as he doesn't reach the 60° C in his internal engines. The heat is felt in some parts of his armor, but he can resist it temporally. He spoke, trying to be heard by the other mech. He never intended to fight, but he's willing to do so if necessary
You don't know about bureaucracy or understandings, right? In the worst of cases.. I guess you don't know what an friendly speech is.
The predacon closed his long red eyes. The fire doesn't scares him , but Jetlag does in some point. After thinking a while, he notices the impossibility to speak to Jetlag. He never intended to make something 'bad' at such decepticon, that doesn't belong to the Whiteclaw's nature, but he is concerned because he doesn't have a clear explanation about the Jetlag's anger. Whiteclaw stays in the same place, but his voice tone is louder than before, it can be heard by anyone in the place, even a human, if in there is one. He sounds angry, enough to sound imposing, but not to scare someone.
When I was young, people used to fight with their servos than use fancy weapons or tricks. Come one and fight like a real mech! The thinking of the oldschool times of Whiteclaw would remains in the memory of Whiteclaw, at least partially. He would wait to smell Jetlag close enough from him.
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Post by Cobalt on Oct 17, 2015 22:56:24 GMT
Cobalt watched the trees blaze as Jetlag blasted the area with his thrusters. He couldn't help Whiteclaw right now, but as he heard the mech's speech, he was comforted. At least he's still brave. Maybe I should stay with him. My family can't be found anyways... The sparkling stood out of his hole and peered into the flames, quickly spotting the white figure in the orange flames. He wished so dearly that he could fight back, but simply stated, he couldn't. He just had to wait and watch. Atleast he could respect Whiteclaw, his words and actions seemed pure.
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Post by Krovennan (Jetlag) on Oct 24, 2015 11:41:56 GMT
Jetlag heard the Predacon's rambling from high above, deciding that if he wants a fight, he would get one. With the sound of hid engines screeching overhead, Jetlag pulled up and looped straight down, transforming at the peak of the loop and landing in front of Whiteclaw, the fire around them glinting at his armour as the wings on his forearms splayed out, becoming massive blades. Standing straight, Jetlag glared at Whiteclaw. This Predacon was going to pay dearly today.
Circling the Predacon, Jetlag boosted towards Whiteclaw, swiping his wing blade at the Predacon's faceplate, looking to finish him quickly.
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Post by Jag L.I.G.H.T on Oct 24, 2015 17:22:31 GMT
Somewhere In Siberia Jag Would be laying in his Molted and Cold Meteor, a small beeping noise would emit from It, The Small beeping noise would be from Energon Signature Scanners, It would be detecting at least three Energon Signatures that were barely Visable due to the Damage of Jag's Capsule, Jag was still in Stasis however and figured the Beeping was just small Ambience noises he was frozen and bounded ever since he Came on Earth and landed roughly In Siberia after leaving his Home planet, for basically Conning a lot of People back then, Suddenly Jag started to hear the Beeping noise louder than before, he started to open his Optics he was Online but his Body was still stuck somehow, almost like the Cold froze the Capsule inside out and got to his Lower pedes slowly entombing him into the Cold drift, Jag noticing this he tries using his Mass to struggle out of the Freezing and revive Feeling into his lower Body he suddenly started to Scream out in Pain after gaining a Cramp in his Left lower Pede, he tries pushing and slamming the Capsule's Door open to come out of his Temporary or most likely at this point probably Permanent Tomb, but to no Avail he started to gain a bit of Frustration, his small Drone Mechlings were with him on the Inside as well freezing on the Inside, For Jag Didn't like It when his Creations go spoiled and abruptly go Offline
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Post by Deleted on Oct 24, 2015 23:34:15 GMT
The predacon sees the con flying towards him. It goes as Whiteclaw planned.
The closer, the better, or at least that's the intention.
Whiteclaw jumped as his transformation started into his 40 feet robot form. The servos of White were pointing at the con again, with intentions to grab him. The blade of Jetlag reaches one of his thigh aside the faceplate since his anatomy changed in question of few seconds. The thick armour of the mech would get the blade stuck, at least, for a while, that depends on how strong Jetlag is. The blade would reach some circuits, making the poor of Whiteclaw to suffer in pain, but his facial expression were hidden by the mask. The pale mech would use his clawed servos to grab Jetlag's shoulders and don't let him go away. The claws digs deeply at the decepticon armour, at the same time a freezing feeling could is felt through the damaged zone. Whatever what happens, Whiteclaw wont stop grabbing him until get the systems of his enemy cold and non fuctional.
иди сюда! Я стар, но все еще сильны! He said behind his battlemask, looking with hsi red optics at Jetlag face af hsi body continues to use the cooling systems to keep himself cold and do the same with Jetlag
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Post by Cobalt on Oct 25, 2015 0:45:16 GMT
Cobalt watched Jetlag landed and dug his blade into Whiteclaw. This took the sparkling by surprise, but his mind was quickly taken off of the fight he could take no part in. A faint scream of pain was heard behind him. His small frame managed to pull itself out of the pit and make it's way to a large stone, with a capsule jutting out of the top. Cobalt made his way to the top and began to pry at it, but it was in vain, as the ice had it sealed shut. Aargh! I need to get this open! There's someone in here, this isn't just a rock! Cobalt wasn't sure of what to do, then it came to him. The sparkling broke into a sprint and ripped a small burning tree from the ground with just a bit of effort, given his abnormal strength for his size. He brought the torch back to the capsule and placed it on the ice, waiting for it to thaw, as he did so he called out to the inhabitant. Are you okay in there? I'm trying to get you out!
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Post by Jag L.I.G.H.T on Oct 25, 2015 0:57:12 GMT
Jag started hearing a bit of Strain from something from the Otherside, Jag in relief gasps and slams the Capsule door to make sure the Figure knew he was alive then he would start speaking:
"Well, Not okay Unusual Ruffian..Who ever you are...I'm just being capsulated in this Isolated Frag of a Retreat pod..OWW-- I might Need some aid so I suggest calling for-- AHHGGH!"
When he Screamed It was mainly because of the Capsule's Isolated Temperature being built up every minute to numb his body
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Post by Krovennan (Jetlag) on Oct 29, 2015 13:32:41 GMT
Jetlag wrenched the blade out of Whiteclaw's armour as he dug into his shoulders, feeling the cold seep into him. Jetlag grimaced at the cold, but he managed to maintain function. with Whiteclaw literally attached to him, Jetlag activated his flamethrowers again, pressing them up to Whiteclaw's chest and firing at point blank range.
"You think cold will stop me Predacon? I have already faced worse."
Jetlag ramped up his flamethrowers, firing at maximum yield straight into Whiteclaw's chest. Only Meltdown could go hotter, and Jetlag was find taking the time necessary to burn the Predacon to cinders.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2015 17:52:11 GMT
It was a question fo seconds to feel the heat increasing on his chest The battle mask helps to block part of the heat, but the clean and pale armour of Whiteclaw get some black parts due the reaction of the fuel used in the flamethrowers and the high temperatures . The mech cries loud in pain, but he doesn't stop holding Jetlag. The 'con would feel the pain of Whiteclaw since the claws digs deeper to handle the pain.
The internal cooling systems of Whiteclaw works intensely, using the liquid nitrogen stored inside the predaconian mech . Whiteclaw had enough only using one cooling system to keep his body cold in normal conditions, but the heat induced in his chest requires the use of both cooling systems at the same time to keep the internal engines cold and health, but it can't woprk for so long without start collapsing. At the moment, the colling systems sound noisy aside to freeze.
One of the clawed servos continues holding Jetlag. The temperature continue decreasing even more into dangerous levels. Any cybertronian would feel uncomfortable by the coagulation of energon given by the low temperatures, but in the case of Whiteclaw, his energon has a mixture of antifreeze and anticoagulants substances that allow to the predacon to stay functional, but such substances have a limit too.
The other servo stops holding Jetlag to take one of his wings away from his back. It automatically transforms into a sword. Once Whiteclaw has the sword in the right position, he would hit right in middle of the Jetlags neck and shoulder.
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Post by Krovennan (Jetlag) on Oct 29, 2015 19:34:37 GMT
Seeing Whiteclaw remove one servo from his shoulder, jetlag took the opportunity, using his RCS to boost away from the sword, twisting around the claw in his shoulder as he boosted upwards, using the RCS to both keep his systems above freezing and to boost up and behind Whiteclaw, forcing him to either release his shoulder or have his arm wrenched behind him. All the time, jetlag kept his flamethrowers on the Predacon as best he could. The whining of the cooling systems confirmed Jetlag's hunch that the Predacon needed to stay cold, and if Jetlag were to overload his cooling systems, it meant problems for the Predacon.
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Post by Cobalt on Oct 29, 2015 22:17:30 GMT
As the ice thawed, Cobalt watched in fear of White and Jetlag's battle. It was intense. He wasn't sure his friend was armed well enough for this combat. But that was something he couldn't change. The sparkling watched as the last of the frost dripped off and the tree finished blazing. Clearing the pod, he took hold of a panel and began to open the pod by force. It was difficult and Cobalt was making slow progress, and had no idea what it was doing to the inside. After a moment, he took a break. Am I hurting you? I need to get it open. Is there any other way to get you out of there? Cobalt was a caring bot, he really wished nobody would get harmed, but a war is a war, and sometimes sacrifices are needed. And that may be the case here. Maybe he wouldn't be able to get all of Jag out. What's your name by the way?
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Post by Jag L.I.G.H.T on Oct 30, 2015 13:10:30 GMT
"Uh...Jag..But My Reference Letters were Journeying Artificial Guardian, What is this Heat coming from?"
Jag said and Started to budge kicking the Capsule with extensive Force enough to kick the Capsule down, Jag slowly comes out in a Daze and Exhausted from the Predicament, he turns to Cobalt clutching his Shoulder pads allowing a Coat/Cloak to be Holographic Projected to cover his Frigid hide
"My Tale is unimportant I'm afraid, Yours seem to be Going quite Timid.."
Jag said overlooking the Small fight going on in a Distance using his Zooming Top hat Monacles
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2015 15:08:35 GMT
Whiteclaw stops holding the con. If he continued like that, the heat inside him would bring some complications later. With is sword-wing in one of his servos, he didn't had time to put it on his back and transform into his beast mode to avoid the fall.
The mech hits the white surface in a an abrupt way. The hot armour gets cold by the snow and his own cooling systems. He would feel the pain going away, but only partially. He puts the sword on his back to take his machines gun again. One of such weapons goes to his head, the other one aims in one on the shoulder, trying to get the bullets on the marks left by his own claws.
While he's shooting, a small pain is felt in his old spark. Whiteclaw must to remember his condition as a senior citizen of Cybertron, but he wont stop fighting until get the little mech safe, or until his spark collapses
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