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Post by Scatter on Mar 6, 2016 0:02:25 GMT
Scatter was no civilian - nobody in this war really was anymore - but especially not Scatter; he'd been a soldier, a war scientist and a black market weapons developer, none of these making him all that "civilian". He was taken aback slightly by the currently friendly demeanor of the 'con before him, as they too had been taking a hostile stance before suddenly opening up. Needless to say, he didn't trust them. He was still crawling away, until his back hit a large rock. He was trapped now.
Scatter: I-I'm warning you, I don't want to h-have to do anything drastic!
Then, he heard something - something that made his internal thoughts praise Primus over and over - a plane, similar to the one he'd found online, passed over. It bore a white, red and blue marking, probably an insignia of one of this world's native factions. Needless to say, he scanned it as soon as possible, feeling his body shift as it began to change to accommodate this new form.
Scatter: N-Nice meeting you, but I have t-to make my exit now...
And with that, he pushed himself onto his feet, before leaping into the air and transforming. He quickly managed to get himself upright, and flew off, far from the 'con who was now below him.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2016 0:20:33 GMT
Scary steped back. He was suprised to see how the mech wanted to leave the place. She would misinterpret it. At least this has being the most friendly meeting she have had in centuries.
Did I say something wrong? Was I being unpolite?
Her flamethrowers started to make their characteristic noise, but Scary never used them. She was alarmed at the sudden choise of the mech. She was happy because this didn't ended with a knive stuck in her body, but at the same time she felt awkard. everything left is the ship and herself.
But knowing this kind of opportunities are few in this life, Scary would wander around the ship remainings, looking for things that can take for future use. She was looking specially for weapons and energon since are everything she needs to survive, but her attention would be dragged by another objects, even if they look useless or insignificant.
(I want to make this legitimate, so, I'm not sure if you want to describe the things I can take from the ship)
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Post by Scatter on Mar 6, 2016 0:49:46 GMT
Scatter had managed to take most of his personal effects with him. There were a few small things like a couple tools and some containers in the ship that he'd left behind, as well as the wreckage from the crash site (along with any energon left in the fuel tank). He'd have prefferred it if he was able to revisit the crash site and salvage what he could, but it seemed that he'd had to leave it behind. Shame; he could've used that material to construct some sort of base to hunker down in.
He continued to fly away, looking for somewhere that'd be prime to escape the prying gaze of others. He landed in a nearby forest, before transforming back into robot mode and resting against a tree. He sighed.
Scatter: I need a laboratory... can't go to either sides... Autobots would recruit me, Decepticons would execute me...
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2016 7:05:35 GMT
Scary did everything to take the energon out from the fuel tank and get it inside some containers, After some 30 mins the tank looks empty. The femme looked at some tools before to pick some of them. Even if she didn't knew the use of such tools, they would look attractive to the immature mind of the femme.
The gladiator walked outside the ship and lays down some meters away from the spaceship. She went into fetal position, maybe to recharge a little taking the snow as a blanket. How surprising! A fire based femme laying down in a cold place like this. The cold temperature makes her remind someone. that was a stranger who found the first days of her existence,or at least, that day when she began to be functional. She wished to be with that strange mech who dare to call himself as 'father'.
Why did you left, are you dead, are you alive? Are you happy now?
She hugged the container full of energon and started to mumble something that she only can hear. Scary looked at the infinity until fall in recharge.
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After 3 hours or so. Scary woke up. Somesnowflakes covered her armor. She didn't bother to move them away from her armor: A small beep can be heard inside her head, it looks in there is a signal shown in another part of this planet. She simply stood up and called for a GB. Once the green vortex appear, Scary steps in while she carried the containers with energon and the small stuff she liked.
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Post by Scatter on Mar 8, 2016 20:58:25 GMT
Scatter was covered in snow - white for the most part, but stained Energon blue on a couple areas on his tibulen. Slowly, his processors began to whir back to life, digits twitching as the mech regained consciousness. Soon, he was attempting to get up, wondering if he had unconsciously gone into recharge, having sustained heavier wounds than he had thought in the crash. That was the most likely course of events. But now, he needed a course of action.
Scatter: G-gotta get out of here... f-f-find a place to hunker down... get my spark warmed up too...
The twitchy bot was now standing, looking at his surroundings. If he had any knowledge on construction, he might have just found a clearing and made 'camp' here. But, he didn't; he'd have to find either a prebuilt structure, or maybe some kind of cave he could cover the opening of. He quickly jumped into the air, transforming quickly and flying into the sky - he'd be able to see things a lot better from here. Soon, he was circling the wastes, surveying the environment for anything he could use to hide for the time being.
It was at that moment he saw some sort of ruined structure, like some sort of abandoned military base. While it wouldn't do for a permanent laboratory, as long as he'd be able to take shelter it'd suit his needs. He flew down and landed just outside the base; it was a few feet taller than him, and rather wide, but filled with holes that let in cold drafts and possibly other Cybertronians. He managed to squeeze through one of the holes, and sat himself down inside, eyes taking in the scrap the littered the floor - great for covering a few holes.
Scatter: H-hopefully I'll be able to do this myself... can't let anyone know I'm here just yet.
A few hours later, everything was more or less done - the holes were patched with scrap metal and brick (albeit with a few holes to vent smoke and other gasses), a fire was lit, and he was beginning to properly function again. Now, he had to worry about finding a lab - and a way to get materials to work on new weaponry. For now, it looked like he would actually need outside help; not from any of those in the war, but instead someone neutral, someone who wouldn't give a damn if Scatter was on a side or not.
He set up a low encryption, Cybertronian-frequency signal showing his location, along with the message: CYBERTRONIAN SCIENTIST REQUIRES ASSISTANCE IN ACQUIRING LABORATORY AND MATERIALS FOR EXPERIMENTAL WEAPONS DEVELOPMENT Hopefully it would fly under the radar of the two major factions on Earth, instead only being picked up by those who would be looking specifically for lesser-used signal frequencies.
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Post by Skywarp on Mar 9, 2016 0:19:34 GMT
A jet was blazing overhead when Scatter sent out the signal. TC had taught him to keep an eye out for lesser used signals, as neutrals were sometimes defectors. A quick transformation and warp for the mech to suddenly appear in front of the neutral.
Did you say experimental weapons? Show me.
Skywarp was excited. Everything had been boring, and a new, powerful weapon oughta spice things up. Skywarp stared the mech down. He bet that Thundercracker could whip up something better than the mech, but Skywarp did have bias in his assumption.
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Post by Scatter on Mar 11, 2016 20:49:03 GMT
Oh no - a Decepticon was right outside his shelter and demanding to see his work. Work that he didn't really think was working well enough to actually show anyone. He had to weigh his options - give him a weapon and have him leave, or let him either kill him or take him back to wherever the Decepticon base was... where he would probably be killed after a while. Despite not wanting to part with any of his prototypes, it looked like he'd have to if he wanted to function another day.
He stood up, the mech only 3ft smaller than the Seeker. He was glad that this Seeker didn't seem to remember him (and he certainly didn't remember the Seeker), as that meant he had a chance of getting out of here - the 'con wouldn't know he was a defector, and therefore not want to take him in. He glared up at him, pulling out a small, cubic object.
Scatter: Y-you want something? H-here. You c-can ha-have one.
With the press of a small button at the top, the T-Cog within the weapon activated, opening up into a spear gun-like weapon, complete with a spear already inside.
Scatter: I call i-it the Elect-Electro Railgun. If y-you fire it at a target, it will hit almost immediately. It's got an explosive charge in it to, if the spear doesn't deactivate the target.
And with that, he shoved it into the Seeker's hands.
Scatter: Now t-take it and leave, please.
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Post by Skywarp on Mar 11, 2016 21:43:06 GMT
The black-and-purple seeker quickly and rudely snatched it from his hands, switching it back and forth.And you just need a lab to make more of these things? I might help with that.Skywarp grinned and placed a servos to his audial, attempting a comm with Thundercracker.::Hey, TC, I got someone who oughta give you a run for your money. Dude made a weapon that shifted from two forms. You there?::Regardless of a response, Skywarp turned to the neutral.Wanna see my bud's lab? Oughta be enough scrap their to fufill ya, and keep ya making more 'a these things.Skywarp shoved the gun back into Scatter's hands, oblivious to the anxiety and fear of the mech.
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Post by Scatter on Mar 12, 2016 0:04:25 GMT
It wasn't that impressive of a weapon in Scatter's optics. The whole "shifting between two forms" was only a feature when it wasn't attatched to a Cybertronian's bitarlueus, like many weapons. Still, he showed some interest in his work, which did slowly begin to assuage his fears. He compacted the weapon again, and slipped it in with his other things.
Scatter: N-no thank you. I'm not interested in m-making...
Now that he thought about it, he might be able to use this as an opportunity. Get as many materials as he could, then high-tail it out of there... but that would probably get him killed. After a few more moments of thinking, he decided he wasn't going to go back to the army of Megatron, even if they showed an interest in his work.
Scatter: ...weapons for you, or the De-Decepticons. J-just leave.
And with that, he had a hand behind his back, pulling out his knife and attempting to hide it from the Seeker. He wasn't afraid to cut a bot if he had to - as long as he could get away, that is.
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Post by Skywarp on Mar 12, 2016 4:39:01 GMT
Oh hell no. The glint of metal, the uncomfortable shift of his servos out of view. Son of a glitch pulled a weapon on him. Aight'. I'll leave...
Skywarp, blazing fast, made to grab the neutral's wrist and drag it upwards, in an effort to reveal the weapon. Skywarp was an arrogant mech, but one that could back up his boasts. He sneered at the other mech.
When you tell me exactly what the frag that was all about. You trying to start something?
Regardless of if Skywarp actually grabbed him or not, the words were spoken. If he had grabbed him, he would promptly release him and tightly clench his servos.
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Post by Scatter on Mar 12, 2016 22:15:10 GMT
He felt the joint between his servo and arm being tightly crushed, and the knife slipping out of his digits. He caught it with the other, just as the Seeker let him go. Feeling frightened, he pointed it at the faceplate of the 'con in front of him - hopefully he'd be able to understand what it'd do if it made contact.
Scatter: I-I'm just making sure I'm re-ready to defend myself if the need arises...
The mech began to back away slowly, arm still outstretched and blade aimed at the bot in front of him.
Scatter: N-now, go. A-and don't come back with any friends.
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Post by Skywarp on Mar 21, 2016 14:39:46 GMT
You look pretty far from able to defend yourself. I can put a knife in any mech's servos, it don't make him a warrior. You need confidence, you need to be assured that ya can take whatever your opponent throws at ya.
Skywarp huffed. He could easily pummel the frightened mech. But he was scared. No point in fighting someone that wouldn't fight back.
Watch yourself. Ain't everyone friendly like me.
The seeker once more took to the skies, making a mental note of the mech. Could become trouble. Could become an ally. He'd need to talk with the other seekers. But they never responded. He took off in no general area, and wondered who he would go to.
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Post by Scatter on Mar 21, 2016 20:19:04 GMT
The frightened mech dropped his blade, and lent back on the wall of the abandoned building. He slid down onto his rear, and cupped his faceplate in his servos. The Seeker was right - he had no confidence. He had just managed to survive that encounter with that 'con by an inch. Had he been a little less lucky, he'd be dead by now. He flopped to his side, sending a bunch of snow and dust flying, and curled up. He'd just recharge while waiting for someone else to respond to his signal.
Scatter: Th-this is not how I expected things to go...
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Post by Starling on Apr 23, 2016 15:39:20 GMT
A harrier jet landed very far away, and a colorful mech, stark against the surroundings, had transformed and was steadily moving towards Scatter, completely silent, and though it wouldn't be hard to see him, since he was more used to being camoflaged against jungle or forest surroundings, was still almost completely silent as he moved to Scatter, taking a few minutes. Noticing he was sleeping, the mech sat down slowly behind him and sat cross-legged, waiting for him to wake up. He wasn't waiting for any real reason but politeness, and had no real hostile intentions, like his previous visitors. But, unlike his previous visitors, this mech was a neutral.
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Post by Scatter on Jun 16, 2016 23:05:21 GMT
Slowly, the frost-bitten mech began to awaken, optics powering on as his sensors detected the presence of another cybertronian nearby. Very close, in fact. He looked and saw said presence sitting behind him, and immediately sprung into action... that action being to move away as fast as possible. Shuffling backwards, the mech soon felt his back press up against a wall. Pushing against it with as much strength as he could apply, the old concrete and brickwork began to crumble, allowing him to keep moving. Once he was finally in the open, he got to his feet as quickly as possible and leaped into the air - transforming as soon as he began to ascend.
Once he was airborne, he immediately began to fly away. Hopefully there was some sort of civilized area around here.
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Post by Starling on Aug 14, 2016 3:01:25 GMT
The mech took to the skies after the other mech. He feared their safety. They were too cowardly for their own good.
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