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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Dec 22, 2014 2:54:44 GMT
Crashcourse's Quarters
A little bigger than average, Crashcourse's quarters aren't as filled as most. Its a simple setup with a bed, nightstand, desk, chair, and a large shelving unit with everything that's needed to fill a home. By far it is pretty clean, except for the top of the desk.
The quarter's door has three locks, one manual lock, one combination lock, and an all to sensitive optic scanner to finish opening the door. The door its self is large and bulky, which would make it pretty hard to kick down or blow up. It made to keep people out, no doubt.
ALL ROLEPLAY RULES APPLY
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 24, 2015 14:30:43 GMT
The hinges to the door would unclick, which Autobot Captain Astrinal slipped though the door and locked it behind her. The green femme stumbled towards the nearby table, flipping a few switches. The desk would shift, showing a small computer and holopads. Immediately unlocking it, Astrinal opened up a video link the base.
"This is Autobot Captain Astrinal, possibly recording and reporting for the lsat time." Astrinal reported. "My identity has been compromised. I repeat, compromised. I am in immediate danger and require reinforcements. My coordinates are embedded in this message, as well as the Nemesis tracking systems. I don't have much time, I'm being hunted as we speak. I have made a huge risk contacting the base. Does anyone comply or respond?"
Astrinal was surprised by her seriousness. Primus, it was rather humoring.
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Post by Taggon on Mar 24, 2015 14:56:18 GMT
((Posting as Vos, because I need to post now.))
Vos had taken the vents, upon realization that his prey had left her post. He had been coming back the minute she had left, and he had caught her shadow crawling for her room. Vos had taken the vents, since he would have to follow her by other means if he was to capture her or kill her. The latter was sounding appealing. Vos had followed Astrinal's signature to her room, and he watched through the slits of the vents as she called her fellow Autobots.
She was on screen, and so Vos took out his heavy pistol, taking aim for her exposed and extremely weakened for from where he was at. It was a diagonal angle from where he saw her, so he was not directly behind or in front of her in the vents, but instead at an angle where he would get a good shot at her spark. Vos pulled his trigger, aiming with precision at the exposed spark, the intention killing her here and now, to show the Autobots that from here on, they would be short a captain.
((Curtain, Astrinal?))
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 24, 2015 15:09:14 GMT
"Does ready me, I have information about some autobot prisoners, including Gear-"
Astrinal's audicals were deafened by a loud gunshot, and numb agonizing pain all over. Silently, Astrinal looked down at her chestplate. There, right in front of the camera, Astrinal's spark began to bleed down her chassis and onto the floor. Looking back up, Astrinal's flickering flickering icy blue optics looked at the camera. Limply, Astrinal pressed the power button. In the process, Astrinal began to fall over, taking the computer down with her. The monitor broke on impact, and landing next to it was a near dead Astrinal.
Astrinal layed in silence, drifting from the world in an agonized pain experience. Just then, right now, she knew she was going to die. She hoped it would be quick.
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Post by Vos on Mar 25, 2015 1:41:07 GMT
Vos grinned as his prey fell to the floor, dying. Vos kicked the ventilation shaft's bars out, making entrance for himself. He took a light leap out, mentally smirking as he looked down to the bleeding femme.
"Not the best way I would have wanted you dead Astrinal, but when I say that your head will make a good trophy on my front door, believe me. I will hat to tell your precious friends about your death." Vos said in an amused voice, "Then again, on second thought, I actually might enjoy it. Now I hope you enjoy your time in the Allspark Astrinal, because you are never coming back." Vos thus gave her head one last fierce punch, before he stood up, and then unlocked her door from the inside, opening it and then leaving it slightly ajar. He scratched his name on the front of the door, so that no Deception would get any funny idea's of visiting. Now, where was Tesarus? Vos would have to go and get him...the mech disappeared into the shadows, knowing that AStrinal wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
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Post by Taggon on Mar 27, 2015 15:03:44 GMT
After rushing through the darkened hallways quarters, desperately trying to look for any signs of where Astrinal had been spotted last, Taggon at long last skidded to a halt upon seeing Crashcours's quarters, and the fallen femme within. Vos's com-message had reached him, since Astrinal's small com-link had reached his own Autobot com-link as well, only he had received the message in text. Taggon had known she had been around here somewhere, and once his visor had set upon the limp form of his commander, Taggon gave a small huff. He was too late. His mission had been for nothing. No. Taggon thought to himself stubbornly. Astrinal may be dead, but if he was going to do her one last good turn, then he would take her body back. Slipping inside the open door, Taggon lifted the smaller and beaten down frame of his captain, before turning around to go back outside.
Her weight had decreased thanks to the armor being torn off her chest, and he spark wasn't in much of a better condition either. It was chipped, and no longer had the shining life that all living sparks had. Taggon scowled behind his mask, she had turned out to become yet another casualty. Or was she? Taggon's faith was being tested as of now, with the fact that she seemed very much dead, but he wouldn't let go of her just yet. No, not after what they'd been through.
Taggon was outside now, with his single soldier waiting for him. If the two Autobots who had followed him were coming with, despite the utter darkness, they would need to keep hurrying.
"Come on." Taggon coaches them, his voice was still soft, but strong and urgent. He had an Autobot in his servos as of now, and if he was to deliver these two as well, they would need to hurry. The Nemesis was around Earth's orbit, so a ground bridge should have been able to work. The control room's communication's center had also been hassled with, along with the radio signals, so there would or should be just enough time to cram in a ground bridge.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 27, 2015 15:24:48 GMT
((Okay, so I'm just gonna' keep readin' XD I can't really post, can i ))
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Mar 27, 2015 16:16:30 GMT
*Afterburner enters the room, her Path Blaster drawn. She looks to Taggon and smiles.*
I'm definitely gonna like it with you bots then.
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Post by Light Striker on Mar 28, 2015 7:31:51 GMT
Light Striker dives into the room. As he recovers from his landing he draws his Cyber-bow and leans against one of the walls near the entrance to the hab suite covering the entranc. "Ok, step one: We get out of one and into another. What's the next move?"
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Mar 28, 2015 9:41:44 GMT
I'm guessing the next move is, go bye bye from the Nemesis before the rest of the Decepticon army hits on us, I've had enough of being the 'Con pet for a fraggin' lifetime.
*Afterburner says, growling slightly.*
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Post by Taggon on Mar 28, 2015 14:58:08 GMT
Taggon had exited the room along with his autobot trooper. Unlike most cybertronians, Taggon had the ability to make two calculations each second, both of these calculations being on something entirely different. Taggon wasn't one to waste much time in the first case, and considering he knew the Nemesis first hand, he just let the two speak, as he conjured up means of escape. Everything was flickering on. He would still bear a Decepticon signature, along with his trooper, but those would be expired soon.
"The plan," Taggon said, stepping in front of both, "if to stay online. So follow my lead, and that might happen." Taggon told them. Tome was of the essence. Walls would be put up quickly, any minute now the Decepticons would figure out that two DEce[ticons with two Autobot signatures were the trouble. Taggon, despite all this, had found luck. They were in the living quarter hallways, mid-floors. Fortunately for him, they were just a few rooms from the ship yard, where they would be able to steal a vessel quickly. Taggon had also been smart enough to steal the other Decepticon who he was impersonating's pass, so slipping into a ship would not be too much of a problem.
"I have what I came for. Autobots move out." Taggon instructed. He broke into a dash, sprinting through the halls once more. Luckily for him, he had brought some very effective and highly explosive weapons, just in case a wall or two did come up, or they needed to take a chunk out of the ceiling. The vehicon kept running, his trooper taking up the rear with the gang.
((--to the shipyard, a thread I might have to creat on the skyjack...))
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Mar 28, 2015 15:03:18 GMT
*Afterburner chuckles and grins. Cocking her Path Blaster and loading in HE Ammo.*
Wasn't plottin' on livin' forever anyways.
*She then follows Taggon and the rest of the bots out.*
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Post by Light Striker on Mar 29, 2015 4:46:02 GMT
"Life wouldn't be fun if there wasn't chance of death involved." Light Striker said as he moves out with the rest of the troops.
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