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Post by Seoul The Disgraced Knight on Jul 19, 2016 21:24:55 GMT
The Pacific Ocean is the largest of the Earth's oceanic divisions. It extends from the Arctic Ocean in the north to the Sothern Ocean (or, depending on definition, to Antartica) in the south and is bounded by Asia and Austrilla in the west and the Americas in the east.
At 165.25 million square kilometers (63.8 million square miles) in area, this largest division of the World Ocean—and, in turn, the hydrosphere—covers about 46% of the Earth's water surface and about one-third of its total surface area, making it larger than all of the Earth's land area combined. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Moving through the colder region of the Pacific, closer to the Antartica, Seoul's massive form peacefully cruised through the water. The Destroyer class ship was an odd sight to say the least, it's dull grey hull and mounted turrets sticking out like a sore thumb against the deep blue of the water surrounding it. The comm-array positioned on its top was in full use, combing the world's open freqencies for information about any sightings of, "Giant fighting robots". So far the only thing the Disgraced Knight was able to pick up was constant news reports on the destruction of Washington, DC: apparently an island had fallen on it... Deciding his current tactic wasn't working, Seoul stopped searching through Earth's radio channels and set about sending out a series of pings in Autobot code. Outwardly, at least to non-Cybertronians, they would simply sound like regular locational pings, perhaps triggering the curiousity of a few but not warrenting anything major. To a fellow Autobot, however, they would appear as a message, calling for help.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2016 22:02:59 GMT
A green portal on the deck of the destroyer and from it, a peculiar creature glided through. It landed on one of the turrets and removed the lightbulb that it had been holding in its mouth. The creature quickly scratched behind his crest before letting out a disappointed squawk.
Nitro had been stuck in Antartica for quite some time, so he wasn't too happy to be near the region. Holding the lightbulb up to the light, the Canistarian remembered why he came here in the first place- to store his treasure. He glanced down the barrel of the turret he was on and dropped the bulb down it.
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Post by Seoul The Disgraced Knight on Jul 23, 2016 22:58:14 GMT
Seoul had sent out his ping, oh... A day? Possibly two ago, and during that time he'd remained stationary in the water. His sensory array was still on the move, however, scanning through human freqencies to, if anything at all, keep the behenmorth entertained while he waited for his fellow Autobots to come to his aid. Those turrets of his, most of which lacked any form gunner, forever pointed forward and back, the unmanned craft looking like a ghost ship with the occasional groan of metal being the only noise aboard. The giant was content to wait, however, as he had waited for many hundreds of years already, a few solar cycles were of no matter. It was around this time that a rather ailen noise rang out through the air, startling the peaceful giant and causing his many turrets to go on a sudden rotation, external cameras going wild as they searched for the source. Eventually, all barrels, or as many as they could, were pointed at that green vortex on his deck. Seoul, being from that odd band of Cybertronians who could remember the days before the war but not during the golden age, hadn't the foggest as to what that thing was. For all he knew, it was about to sprout guns and start shooting him! So with a series of loud clicks and clunks, ammo being locked and loaded, Seoul decided to air on the side of caution...
.... Which was exactly when a tiny little creature materialised from the vortex, clutching within its jaws an orb of some kind... A grenade? The fact it was see through confused the giant, grenades weren't normally made of such fragile components. Slowly watching as the creature gracefully flew through the air, talons extended as it abruptly landed upon one of Seoul's larger turret barrels, he quietly observed it. With a hint of curiosity and wonder, his optics abruptly opened wide as it dropped the orb down into the barrel, a low rumbling filling the area as it rolled down the considerably bigger tube. With a soft clink the orb impacted against the loaded shell within, it's force no where near enough to set off the explosive warhead. Deciding to try and communicate with it, after all it did have the apparent power to teleport, Seoul spoke in as small a voice as he could: as not to startle the creature.
"Greetings, small creature. I am Seoul, the Autobot who asked for the location of our base of operations here. Who are you?"
For all his effort, the voice still came out a fair few octaves louder than most. Then again, most weren't currently 100+ feet in size... Annnd bristling with enough guns to equip a small death squad...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2016 23:46:26 GMT
Nitrobite froze when an unfamiliar voice sounded, a panicked chirp stuck in his throat. He noted all the strange devices pointed in his direction and assumed that the lights on some of them were optics. Then again, he had no understanding of anatomy and shrugged off the thought. Perhaps the voice came from someone stuck inside the ship? The creature peered down the turret's barrel in search of the stranger.
Mimicking Seoul's voice and using his words, Nitro responded.
"Greetings, small Seoul!
He proceeded to string together other voices in an attempt to answer.
"Hey, little buddy! You hungry?"
It was clear that Nitrobite wasn't fully capable of comprehending what the knight had said, and that he was making up his own conversation. After a moments distraction, he responded a bit more directly in the rough voice of his own.
"Nitrobite. Nest!"
The creature gestured to himself first and than at the ground bridge, seemingly proud of himself.
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Post by Seoul The Disgraced Knight on Jul 24, 2016 19:03:05 GMT
Seoul merely watched as the little creature peered down his turret, speaking in an odd array of voices and apparently thinking the one he was speaking to was down the barrel. Watching as it moved about, pointing to the strange vortex it had appeared out of and itself whilst saying something about a nest, Seoul idly moved his gaze up to the portal. With what little he knew about tech, coupled with basic logic, he assumed that thing transported someone from one place to another. This, "Nitrobite" must have come from the Autobot base then, assuming that's what he meant by, 'nest'. Turning his attention back to the small creature, Seoul responded.
"Take me to your nest, Nitrobite, and I will forever be in your debt."
Before the little guy could respond, the entire front half of the ship split apart, a terrifyingly loud crack of locks disengaging as the entire Destroyer began shifting. The various conning arrays sucked into themselves, folding into the tower before that too compressed. The turrets began to move on invisble rails, sliding past one another as they positioned all seventeen of the smaller guns at the front of the ship, the other five placing themselves at the rear. At the same time, the entire underside of the ship split apart, folding over in ways which made the mind boggle. Fists the size of small cars exploded out of the either end, the turrets sinking into the surface of the deck as it began to wrap around the quickly forming forearms. Moving forward on a quickly exposing shoulder joint, the right fist swung forward in the water and slammed into the previously detached half of the ship, a handle extending out into it's palm. In time with Seoul's own transformation, the front half of the ship too began to shift, thick panels compressing together so tightly the seams were nigh invisible. A blade was soon formed, longer than Seoul was tall and thicker than his forearm's length, deep engravings seeming to etch themselves into its two faces. Bringing his left servo up, the titan slammed its digits over the lip of the Ground Bridge portal, the harden energy barely registering the crushing weight as it remained stable.
With neigh a huff of effort, Seoul practically dragged himself out of the water and up onto the floating platform. Bringing his sword up with him, moister still clinging to its surface, the behemopth climbed up into the Ground Bridge portal. Planting his large pedals beneath him, the former Captain turned back to the deep blue water and looked about for Nitrobite, no doubt flapping about somewhere after it's resting place had turned into a giant robot. Lifting his arm, Seoul extended a balled fist, single digit uncurling to give the small creature a place to wrap its talons. With a heavy series of clunks as his mighty shoulder joint lifted his arm and blade, the Knight brought his Sword of Penance down onto his shoulder, elbow bent and acting as a support to keep the titanic weapon in place. The easily 70ft blade stuck out a mile behind him, looking almost comical if there wasn't the threat of getting hit by the thing...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2016 1:03:56 GMT
The creature let out an excited whistle once the stranger showed an interest in his 'nest'. Nitro enjoyed showing things off to new people usually because it meant praise. He briefly remembered the lightbulb and tried to reach down the turret's barrel for it. Unfortunately his arm was much too short to reach. He was about to be vocal with complaint but was quickly silenced by a loud cracking noise.
Frightened, Nitrobite took flight with a hiss as he coated himself in a protective layer of nitrogen. With narrowed optics, the creature watched as the destroyer split in half and transformed into a shape that was more familiar to him- a form that had legs, and arms, and such. Most, if not all of Nitrobite's friends were similar in some way so this comforted him.
"Woah!"
Nitrobite dropped in height once Seoul had finished shifting and drew closer with a few flaps of his wings. He tilted his helm at the extend digit and stopped producing his protective layer.
"Ride?"
He paused momentarily, thinking hard on what the word was that applied to a ride. With a coarse 'aha', Nitro remembered the term.
"Is'a perch!"
The Canistarian chided as he glided on to the digit. Nitro crouched closer down and coiled his tail around the makeshift perch, taking caution not to accidentally scratch the stranger. With a fidgety motion, he craned his neck to check out the massive sword and pointed at it with a talon.
"That'a stick?"
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Post by Seoul The Disgraced Knight on Jul 25, 2016 10:10:11 GMT
Nitrobite's weight was barely registered by the titan, his blood red visor vaguely pointed in the direction of the small Predacon looking creature. Slowly rotating his helm around to look at the massive sword balanced on his shoulder, Seoul abscent mindedly shifted his grip, worn shoulder plating lifting up slightly despite the emmense weight pushing down on it. Running his hidden optics over the engraved surface, the giant's mind slowly drifted back to his reason for owning such a weapon, an unseen look of shame overtaking his faceplate. The various carvings seemed to come to life in his eyes, the sounds and smells of battle filling his senses, the almost unnoticable weight of Nitrobite becoming heavy and straining: his shield. Seoul became quiet, quieter than before, as he remembered back to that fateful day of his. Fear bellowed up into his Spark like a great fire, the grip on his weapon growing tighter as he looked upon the large scene of battle at the centre of the blade's face.
"Yes... A mere stick indeed..."
Came a low voice, his helm twisting back around to look at the tiny creature upon his digit, tailed wrapped around it and partially the servo it was connected to. Shifting slightly in place, Seoul let out a quiet huff and turned into the Portal. Striding forward slowly, the giant's gaze idly panned from left to right as he took in all the conflicting details of the Ground Bridge, a slight headache beginning to creep into his processor as his old mind struggled to comprehend all the different shades of colour and shape. Turning his optics back to Nitrobite, the slightly annoyed mech tried to start casual conversation. "So, how does this thing work, exactly? Do I just keep walking and evenu-"
His pedal hit the invisible barrier, the portal sucking their two forms in with a loud pop of reality being torn apart. Stepping through and disappearing from sight, the only thing left of Seoul was his voice, as a loud, echoing cry rang out. Quickly followed by a question directed at Primus, focused on enquiring what vile magics were at work here...
( Onward to the Autobot CC! )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2016 15:44:18 GMT
Nitrobite crouched closer to the digit's surface, unsure of the uncomfortable silence. With blinking optics, he paid more attention to the large blade and tried to make sense of the etching along it. Absentmindedly, Nitro patted the knight's digit comfortingly. He could sense something was off as most animals usually are able to. Being a creature that doesn't experience complex emotions, he offered a simple solution.
"Try food."
The Canistarian titled his helm at Seoul's question and then glanced at the ground bridge. Originally he just thought it was a fancy glowing tunnel, but now his thoughts were changing on that. With another brief shrug, he threw out another assumption.
"Magic!"
As they went through the portal, Seoul's cry was accompanied by a mechanical sounding 'weeee!'. For Nitrobite all things were fun and games.
((See ya there!))
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 5:00:56 GMT
After some days wandering through the vast waves of the pacific a small cargo ship would wander aparently with no direction. Inside the cabine it was full empty, to be exact, it was in autoatic ode with a certain kind of weird device attached on the control panel, but, where is the captain?
Some miles away a small motorized boat would be seen. On there was a man wearing a kind of yellow circled glasses and that peculir kit of whitle shirt and black pants. Covered by a big cloth was a grenade launcher, an asault rifle, a group of another kind of grenades, a hook and a stron rope, and on his hips the an had a couple of small guns, all of them real and full of ammo. Away from him was a big cargo chip carrying construction material and another kind of stuff from China to Japan, but it is too away from national territory. The boat made his path towards the ship, atracting the sight of the crew. Rifle's holoform, or as he would refer himself 'Lázaro' would try to look in poor conditions to have the compassion of the rest of the humans. He didn't wanted to be agresive at first. Some men at notice the poor condition of the holoform they woud try to get 'Lázaro' on board and investigate ore about him.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 22:12:08 GMT
Once the holoform reached his target, the thing he did was to start shooting at the men, but instead bullets, they would be strong sedants, after all, he didn't need to kill, only to steal the cargo. The crew tried to stop him with everything they could. It was weird sicne the route they were following was considerated safe and the precense of pirates nowadays were something unusual. At the end the men ended asleep and harmless. Rifle sent a SOS call before to desactivate the tracking system incuded in the ship, everything to make it look like if the ship went down somehow. With the unconsious bodies of the men, Rifle got them on a small boat with some supplies, enough to resist some days if the men were enough intelligent. With a big splash the small boat was left before to be lost.
The big cargo Ship moved towards australia with the holoform as the captain , while the oter one that contained the real body of the mercenary was controlled automatecally.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2017 23:58:39 GMT
A black mech flying close from the sea level would wander around in his search for cargo ships coming from China to Africa or New Zeland. It is dark as night says, his black armor would be hidden by the dark environment and his golden glasses hides his reflection at using a filter on his lenses. Rifle would look everything he is looking for in the distance, maybe 3 miles away from him. With the sea waves oscillating with the storms incoming the mech would pass a bad time until he flies close from the ship. The crew of the ship is hurried at making the preparatives if not, the storm would swallow them inside the deeps waters. It would not take so long to feel the rain falling on everything. With the heart beating faster, the crew turned into the watchers once they come the silhouette of the mechanoid rising above them before to fall in the middle of the cargo boxes. With his creepy skully smile Rifle looked at the small humans. A thunder fell close from them, lighting the horrendous face of the mercenary, so close from the descriptions of 'la Muerte'.
People were preparing his weapons when Rifle gave a cry that echoed around him. humans ears were in pain as their heads were flown with an intense headache. Rifle doesn't need to get into massive weapons to control people, or at least to don't make them attack him. Without loose time, Rifle started to pick the confused humans to a place where he can't be interrupted
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2017 14:56:46 GMT
The merc puts the incoming humans on top of the cargo box, too high to let them jump or scape. With the rain and the oscillating waves, things are difficult to the small crew. Before to take possession of the ship he opens a box to see if that is what is he looking for. Once Rifle confirmed the content of such ship, he would chuckle to himself before to implement actions in matters of the confused crew. After all, the humans are alone in the middle of the ocean.
Rifle would use the empty cargo box as a cage to his passengers. Making some holes on it with his knife enough big to let the human breath once they get inside.Rifle only wants to ensure to get the humans alive, even when his priority was to steal the cargo ship.
Like if he were playing with dolls, the mercenary got the humans inside the cage with no worried. before to leave, he threw a bit of their food supplies and covered the exit. Now with the ship aparently free of humans, the mechanoid used his hard light avatar to take control of the ship.
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