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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 1, 2016 19:01:36 GMT
*Blackclaw deflected the blow to his torso with his axe, clashing the weapons together, but Blackclaw was not one for dawdling too long, after quickly scanning his opponent for a place he can fight back with he found one Scary had exposed, lifting his taloned foot upward, Claw quickly booted her in her faceplate.*
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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2016 19:16:46 GMT
The mouthplates of Scary protects the fame of the femme. The appearance of the predacon reminds her another opponent she faced some weeks ago, but she's sure if that trans organic red femme and the black dragon could be relatives. Both of them attack to the face, but She wont be intimidated at all. After the Black's attack, Scary's mouth plates looks more damaged, almost broken, but her face continues safe. A part of her big scar place across her cyan optic would be seen. She felt a bit of pain on her head, but she would ignore the pain like she uses to do.
The gladiator takes this opportunity opportunity to hit a Black's tail, and probably cut i with her right sword, and with the other one, she would hit at his legs.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 1, 2016 19:37:50 GMT
*Claw's tail was cut, he yelped and dodged the second attack aimed for his legs, he then spreads his wings and held his axe in one hand, his right servo transforming into a X-12 Scrapmaker, a tri-barreled chaingun, he grins and begins to fire at Scaryfire, aiming on breaking through her armor so he can slice and dice her.*
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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2016 20:18:19 GMT
Some shots reach the Scary's chets until she covered herself with both swords. The damage made in the armour were composed by some dents, cracks, and the paintjob burned, but her tungsten would need a lot of heat to be melted and damaged. The femme wont care about her look, she came looking like crap at the battle but she could continue trusting in her thick armour, after all, 2/5 of herself are composed by those bulky and heavy armor plates. The femme transformed into her jet mode flying towards the predacon. She would use the speed of a common airplane, but at least, this is enough fast to charge him. Once she reaches Blackclaw, the tip of the fuelaje would hit him badly. at his torso or chest.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 1, 2016 21:33:27 GMT
*Claw is sent backwards quiet a bit, but does not fall over, a large dent with a few cracks that were beginning to leak a tiny amount of energon would show, he then grinned, transforming himself into his monstrously big dragon mode and roared loudly.*
You Cybertronians would do well to know that I honed my skills not only in the Pits, but also in one of the most feared Predacon Clans in existence!
*He flapped his huge wings and took off, going after the jet.*
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2016 0:06:21 GMT
....The predacons who said the same now are resting in the junkyards of Kaon...
The wing panels of the F 18 super hornet moves to face Blackclaw again. Instead to be followed, she wanted another collision between the dragon and the tip of her fuselage. The scarred jet flies against the dragon's body and it would hit him again. Maybe it would make a bit of damage, or it only would get him out of balance.
As soon as possible, even if She make damage or not, Scary changes her trajectory flying higher and higer, almost in vertical position. A white smokeline is left behind the airplane Her intentions: to reach the clouds. Why, we don't know. She didn't intended to escape at all, only to test the predacon since isn't the same to see a dragon flying than a F18.
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Post by Backbeat on Jan 2, 2016 6:09:47 GMT
The vehicons fall back as the more famous Decepticons attend to the Autobots
Inside the ship Backbeat watches the battle from a cracked view-screen as he finishes the upgrades to his armor and weapons. He looks over at a computer terminal...
60% downloaded... This was taking far too long, Backbeat was worried he'd miss the battle at this rate. He radios Quaketread. His voice was uncharacteristically menacing.
' Tell your troops I want Primal captured alive... '
He adds, his voice returning to it's normal and friendlier tone
' If possible... I'll understand if keeping Primal alive proves too difficult... As long as the Autobot Matrix is delivered to me. '
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 2, 2016 9:05:43 GMT
*Blackclaw wouldn't fall for the same old collision trick twice in a row, he may be a huge beast, but he had common sense, he quickly flapped his wings upwards, the dragon flew as fast as it could in spite of its size. He hated tests, he had grown more impatient over time in his life.*
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Post by Plexo on Jan 3, 2016 14:09:14 GMT
((Replying now. Methuselah has decided to sit this one out since it got too crowded for him.))
<Persecutor prepared. 18 disks prepared for launch.
::Feenixfire Lockheart , look out.::
Plexo's HUD enlightened him as he would make his move,the mech would raise his servo from his stance, as his backplates would shift, until a large rectangular barred weapon protruded from his left shoulder, two handles and a shoulder guard made in its wake in order for the user to steady its line of fire. Plexo had locked onto the Decepticon shuttle which the mayhem drones originated, a shuttle which had been hovering near the scenario the whole time, where Backbeat had left it.
The mech would fire a single disk at the target, the four foot and a half long object as razor sharp and super-heated, shot at an angle parallel to the ground, to prevent it from glancing off the target. The disk would be sent at mach 1, a speed which was achieved by the mighty weapon that Plexo manned having it's own power generator. The disk was more than likely to hit, and at the speed of sound, the shuttle that had been hovering where it was would have little to no milliseconds to dodge. What would make it worse for this shuttle was that if it had been shot with but a regular object such as a rock at mach 1, then it would still be brutally effected thanks to the velocity and force of the blow. But, the super-heated razor edged disk which Plexo had sent for it would be aimed to dig into the area which the wing was melded into the canopy of the ship. The disk was capable of slicing through thick layers of titanium the way it was fashioned and launched, meaning the disk would likely slice right into the ship's engine, and cause it to careen diagonally downwards.
The ship's destination had been calculated as well. It was to land but meters away from the Primal, slamming into the ground where Backbeat 's mayhem drone charged, and would also act as a proper barricade from the missiles from Jetlag should Balckjack's own maneuvers not work. Roadcharges charge would also be interrupted by this--and he had the possibility of being smashed along with the drone unless he moved to the side fast.
Meanwhile, Plexo sent another disk, causing his barrel to bellow loudly, at any incoming drones or Deceptions on the Primal's position, sending more disks to slice them through at the spark chambers, the warrior fired once, twice, thrice, and a forth as well as fifth time to clear the drones through, as well as provide more cover for the Primal--meaning that the likabilioty of any attacks done on her hitting would be severely narrowed (if not quenched), and the incoming (or retreating) many of the drones would be experience mutilation before passing to the all spark. Assuming they were not V2's. Plexo's disks were capable of going through several drones at a time, with their speed and their sharpness. Both Backbeat and Krovennan (Quaketread) 's men would be given ample difficulties.
The white warrior would let the Persecutor return to his back, as he approached the Primal with purpose. The warrior quickly arrived in front of her position, whether he had either effectively destroyed the enemy or caused great chaos was but a bonus objective compared to his latest one: Protect the Primal. The warrior stood beside Feenixfire, a shield still formed around one fore-arm, and another servo ready draw Ayre, his blade.
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Post by Ground Zero on Jan 3, 2016 14:15:50 GMT
A Groundbridge would erupt to Stonehenge but instead of heading to the Battle Ground had set his plans into the Quiet places where he may negotiate with Death-Wish
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Post by Vampyricon on Jan 3, 2016 14:17:23 GMT
A Groundbridge opened some distance away from the fighting.
"Not here!" Vampyricon complained.
"Hey, when you're trying to go to every even slightly famous place on a planet, you'd expect this, won't you?" he asked himself.
"Guess so."
Vamp had two choices. Sniper rifle or crossbow. He went with the rifle. He lay down on the ground and looked for a target.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2016 20:46:58 GMT
Capsize was in Salisbury, listening to the local radio station, when his SITREP blared an unexpected warning in his ear. The sound startled him and he jumped, and I can't write here the swearwords that came out of him then. "What, you stupid computer? And text-only mode off, for Primus' sake. My processor is too full of radio waves to read anything." The computerized voice blared through the earpiece Capsize had in his ear. *Speech mode activated. Alert! Nearby threat detected. Approx thirteen kilometers, seven clock, zero alt.* What the SITREP said didn't make sense. The alarm had gone off within thirteen kilometers? Something very serious must be happening if it triggered the computer's sensors from that far away. "Provide HUD marker." He focused on the orange glass over his optics, and on it, a lighted dot appeared at the far left edge. It was red, indicating that the marked object was behind him, but more to his left than right. He turned, and the HUD marker changed color to yellow, and then green. The dot swung to the center of his sight. Now he faced whatever the SITREP had warned him about. Here Capsize was, facing an unknown, potentially a threat. Capsize decided to go on recon.
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The sound of a jet engine roaring overhead was all too audible, despite the chaos around Stonehenge. The Seeker's engine screeched across the sky, flying low enough to pick up garbled transmissions of the chaos below. Snipers, gladiators, masterminds; Stonehenge needs a much-deserved break. Capsize had picked up the chatter and chaos from far away, and had flown in to investigate. It was worse than he thought. Streaking across the sky, Capsize looped around for another run over the monument-turned battlefield. He wouldn't attack, not yet, anyway. Not unless he needed to. Right now, Capsize was just gathering information. In his altform, out of range of the radio tower from earlier, Capsize delivered a wide message on his commlink, delivering to every Decepticon present during the conflict. "This is Seeker Capsize requesting permission to enter the conflict. Over." The engine roared out through the air as he begun to loop back around in the sky.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Jan 3, 2016 21:12:05 GMT
*Feenix dodged to the side and keeps firing the arrows at the drones, she was glad of backup! She used a range of explosive and fire arrows at the others, firing all that came near.*
"Plexo! There you are! Vamp and Sydrone! Thank Primus! Plex, can you find out what is going on with Backbeats plans?? Vamp, Sydrone! Get these guys off our tails!"
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Post by Backbeat on Jan 3, 2016 23:19:08 GMT
(( Uh, Plexo, the Mayhem drones came out of the MAS ship on the ground. There is no shuttle in the air, If your aiming at the MAS ship, it's already crashed...))
Two retreating vehicons go down as the rest transform to try to flank the Autobots in vehicle mode
The mayhem drones continued to march towards Primal, despite the large amounts of arrows embedded in their armor. They didn't seem to want to die easily. One of the arrows punctures one of the drone's chest armor, revealing a glowing green energy source. The only way to stop these drones would destroy their chest armor and smash the energy source.
Inside the MAS ship, Backbeat radios Capsize
' Permission granted... '
He looks at the computer screen... 75% download...
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Post by Dr. Brain End on Jan 4, 2016 0:54:40 GMT
Brain End would continue to aid the drones, firing a Feenix but, when he heard the order to bring the Primal in alive, his grin grew larger. But, the order to at least bring the Matrix too him made Brain End think for a moment, he focused on firing on the Predacon, but some of his attention was on his thoughts, meaning his guard wasn't up as much as it should've been.
Hmm, the taking Primal alive part sounds interesting, but removing the Matrix from her, and giving it to Backbeat would be going against the will of Primus himself.
The mech would then speak in a rather calm almost friendly tone.
So you must be the Primal everyone's been talking about? What was old red, and blue not up to the task of being in charge, or something? Well a Predacon Prime is definitely an interesting twist none the less. Finally just when I was starting to think I'd had every interesting specimen Cybertron had to offer on my dissection table, well aside from a Prime of course, but then finally I find a new specimen worthy of study.
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Post by Vampyricon on Jan 4, 2016 9:32:12 GMT
As the Decepticon medic was speaking, Vampyricon decided to aim at the bot.
"Moah powah," he muttered to himself.
Vamp pulled the trigger. A 500 terawatt gamma ray laser left the barrel, heading straight for Brain End's blaster magazine. Unless he was extremely lucky and moved it away, the beam of coherent photons traveling at 300 million metres per second should hit within one hundred millionth of a second and blow up the blaster.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 4, 2016 10:20:27 GMT
*A few miles out from the nearby battle that had ensured, a pod came crashing down onto the surfact of the UK, the pod was JUST on the outskirts of the battle, if the MAS ship was nearby it'd pick up its signal to be a Predacon one even Autobots would pick up its signal.
A few moments after impact and the pod opened, a Predacon femme stepped out of it, looking alot like the Autobot Predacon, Supernova Mavrix, her majestic wings spread wide, she looked overhead to notice a battle was ensured.*
Decepticons? Here of all places?
*Unlike Nova, this femme did not bear an Autobot insignia, she saw no point in serving any side, she then flapped her wings and shot into the air. Noticing Brain End, Feenixfire Primal, Plexo, and a multitude of other bots and cons who were unfamiliar to her totally, looking at Feenix she then swooped in and went after Brain End.*
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Post by Plexo on Jan 4, 2016 13:40:52 GMT
((I felt like the way it was written, a dropship came through. *shrugs* Lucky for me, I made sure the proper cover would be given just in case.))
The instant Plexo was beside the Primal, he noticed how more drones came to engage--and more Decepticons came to the Primal's location to defeat her. Plexo was not one to permit such a thing to happen so easily, as he lounged at a drone, intending to collide into it's chest with his shield, as his servo clasped around his sword hilt, and would whirr in an arc from it's sheath, the sharpness of the sword itself as well as the strength of it's user swiping around rapidly to slice through other soldiers approaching the Primal with it's upper half, before the blade would be used for piercing the drone Plexo had smashed into before. Plexo had lean slightly backwards by the time the blade came around, as to acquire the appropriate angle to slice the drone's head clean off after retracting a bit. As for the other drones who had been given samples of Plexo's persecutor, the disks had gone clean through their centers or their torsos and into others--cauterizing and slicing the vital power source within clean through. This would tax the number of drones charging onward, and the wrath of the weapon had but only begun: it was charging yet again, and another six disks would soon be prepared for launching at Moc 1 to decimate the foes even more so, should the swordsman ever tire of manual slaying.
'Plexo! There you are! Vamp and Sydrone! Thank Primus! Plex, can you find out what is going on with Backbeats plans?? Vamp, Sydrone! Get these guys off our tails!'
The warrior would bring his blade back as his name was exclaimed, before it would be used for an attempt to impale a drone clean through the chest, right where their spark chamber/ power source would be. Though poleax knew little of the creatures anatomy, their power source was at the center of their chest (or around the area) it seemed. Plexo let the left corner of his visor face the Primal, before giving a simultaneous rasp and nod. His mouth guard released a cold ex-hale, before the wordless warrior turned to face the direction of which he had most recently seen Backbeat indiscreetly disappear into. The entrance, as he would back out of battle and let his HUD hone in on the area, was guarded by two Decepticons. Indicating that a secondary entrance would be required. Plexo rushed for the entrance, running on his two legs, which swiftly carried him across the ground in great strides. Once more his Persecutor would un fold from his back as he ran, and once more he would take aim for where the two Decepticons stood--firing two disks at super sonic speed. These disks would fly fast enough to not be give anyone much of a chance to see them, as they would soar for their destination: the area above the two guards by but a few yards. These disks were the explosive types, meaning directly after they would slice into the rusty metal hide of the old warship, they would cause a fantastic explosion along with smoke that sprayed across the vicinity.
As for Plexo, he had continued running, but rather than engaging the two as he neared, he gave a powerful leap into the smoke--fluidly transforming as he did so into his sports car alternate mode--and would enter his custom doorway. The car was silent, as it was carried through the air, then the ceiling of the old warship and at last onto the ground, revving its engine to blast forward through the corridors. His landing had been a bit rough, perhaps giving way his location to both of the guardsman, but they would have to catch him. Plexo's would use his HUD to search for an energon signature within the nearby area--the scan would show Backbeat was near, and the warrior would begin rushing for the signature, as he continued down the hallway.
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Post by Ultra Nitron on Jan 4, 2016 20:58:46 GMT
Ultra's DataPad started blaring. It shocked him awake as he sat upright. He looked around still groggy trying to stop the noise. He finally found his DataPad and stared down at the pad.
DataPad: Massive spike in energon sources detected!
Ultra stared at it in surprise. Very rarely does Ultra see numbers like this. He does a quick check to pinpoint the location. His data reveals that the location of the surge is 10 miles away, Stonehenge. He sets the quickest course for Stonehenge.
Ultra: S1, turn on and get ready to leave for Stonehenge
A little grey, human sized droid appears on Ultra's desk. It runs up and jumps into Ultra's hand. Ultra transforms, opens the door of the abandoned warehouse he was staying in, and drove off. The little robot that Ultra called was sitting in the driver's seat with its own mini DataPad. It was scanning the area for its master.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2016 21:47:20 GMT
It was then that Capsize heard the two most beautiful words in his life. "Permission granted..." The Seeker performed yet another loop over the battlefield, pulled up and activated his boosters, rocketing upwards. He converted out of his altform, metal grinding against metal, a tangle of limbs emerging from what was once a fighter jet. Before he could begin to fall back down to Earth, the Seeker yelled into the device in his helmet, hoping it would register his voice over the rushing wind. "Servoboost macro type A, five seconds!" *Servoboost macro A queued, five sec delay.* Capsize extended his right arm, air-to-surface missiles primed and ready to fire. The boosters kicked in with perfect timing, but not quite as Capsize planned. The experimental servoboosters in Capsize's pedes activated all at once, with no directional data. The booster thrust twisted his legs in every which direction, and his pelvic joints felt ready to pop out. Wind smothered him from all directions. "Attitude! Automatic upright!" The boosters made automatic corrections, probably doing some million or so aerodynamic calculations per second. Capsize gradually brought his radical flight under control. In a few seconds, he was hovering in midair, standing mostly upright on the support of his pedes. He readjusted his aim, hefting up the missiles on his bitarlueus, aiming downwards at the chaos below. He searched for a suitable target, and quickly found her. The chromatic firebird was easy to pick out from the crowd. Feenixfire Primal. He had never seen her in person, but he had heard enough about her from the other Decepticons to recognize her when he saw her. Capsize adjusted his aim, and he spoke into the SITREP once more. "Target Feenixfire Primal. Firing solution available?" *Pos. Target lock on "Feenixfire Primal" with AGM-65 Maverick?* "Yes." Capsize closed his right optic, even though his rockets were on his right arm. He would trust the targeting data presented in the HUD. Four Feenixfire-shaped silhouettes converged on the real thing, and crosshairs appeared over her. A soft beep sounded in Capsize's audio receptors. Below her image, the HUD displayed the second-most beautiful two words he had ever seen. *TARGET LOCKED* Capsize sucked in a deep breath, held it, and pulled the trigger. A huge projectile shot out of the metal tube on Capsize's arm, piercing into the air with a high-pitched squeal. A big blast of smoke spat out behind him, and more smoke trailed behind the rocket as it jetted to the target. Capsize disabled the servoboosters in his pedes, converted back into his altform, and the fighter jet roared back into the sky, keeping well out of range of their commlinks down below. He didn't need intel, not yet.
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