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Post by Thunder on Dec 20, 2017 3:09:17 GMT
"You're a ghost of a guy I apparently killed, I'm not dumb enough to trust you, dude." Thunder spoke, looking away from the phantom, "Now as for when, I guess when I've helped take down a portion of their hierarchy, then getting on the ship should be simple."
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Dec 21, 2017 2:29:25 GMT
The phantom shrugs
' Far enough? I guess? And it was more got killed than killed... But who cares am I right? '
The phantom adds.
' I actually don't care how much murdering is done so long as complete this plan... Cause let's face it, since you are suicidally focused on going in all lone blade of the night... Tarn will murder the crap out of you... But with this artifact you can probably double murder him... '
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Thunder
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Post by Thunder on Dec 21, 2017 5:13:50 GMT
Thunder finally turned to face him.
"What is this item? No cryptic BS, tell me what it is and what it can do."
Thunder demanded of the phantom.
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Dec 21, 2017 20:27:47 GMT
The phantom thinks to himself for a moment.
' Cryptic... I like that... '
The phantom crosses it's arm.
' It's a power source... Back before, it was used by a mad warlord intent of plunging the universe into total war... Now... From what I could see... It's behind a glass display case... Trussed up by an idiot to furnish a reading room... Disgraceful... ''
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Thunder
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Post by Thunder on Dec 21, 2017 23:20:33 GMT
"What is it? Like a cube, a sword, a ball, is it something I need to hold? Is it something I can use to fight? Is it fragile? Does the thing have a name?" Thunder continued asking questions.
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Dec 22, 2017 2:26:16 GMT
' It's a small rock... A shard really... Wire it into a weapon or something... '
The phantom pauses, thinking...
' I do not believe it has a name... The previous owner really didn't like people knowing he was pulling his power from somewhere else... '
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Thunder
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Post by Thunder on Dec 22, 2017 6:29:35 GMT
"So a power gem or something." Thunder would think about it, "Not any time soon. But in a few months, when we've cut down their defenses, then I'll do it. I'll steal this shard and use it to defeat Tarn."
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Dec 22, 2017 9:11:30 GMT
The phantom nods
' And once that's taken care of... We'll have a nice chat about freeing me from my current predicament... '
The phantom sinks into the ground till he disappears.
' Till then... I'll be watching all of you... '
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Thunder
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Post by Thunder on Dec 22, 2017 20:12:38 GMT
"Not a few days here and I'm already listening to the ghost of a guy I don't know." Thunder would sigh, then look out to the Metroplex base.
This isn't my Cybertron, these aren't my Autobots, but they're still people who need my help. And I'll help them, I'll help save this world from the Decepticons. And after that...I'll find my way back home. I'll save my world from what's to come.
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Post by Vatimus Prime on Mar 11, 2018 19:20:27 GMT
Overhead, the loud rumbling of a large ship could be heard. The Ark was finally touching down with the much needed supplies to keep the Autobots' pressure going. It came down at an angle and settled down on Iacon's primary landing pad. As it's ramp dropped down and the bay doors opened, Autobot soldiers came running in and out, offloading supplies to the warehouses. The reinforcements and vehicles would provide much needed support, along with the massive amounts of energon.
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Post by Autobot Salvo on Jul 20, 2018 7:51:48 GMT
The sound of a roaring engine could be heard throughout the ruins, as a Cybertronian sports car sped through the ruins of the once proud capital. It didn't seem like the vehicle was actually heading in any direction particular direction, and seemed to be out for a simple joy ride. But, deep down Salvo was just aching for a fight, and was half hoping he'd stumble upon a con looking for the same thing. Salvo would vent out of boredom, as he continued to whip down an abandoned, partially destroyed road headed toward the Edge of the destroyed city.
Salvo: Come on this used to be the best was to stir up trouble before the war. Fraggin cons never around when you need them.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jul 25, 2018 14:04:03 GMT
The city wasn't all that destroyed anymore. A lot had been rebuilt, at least vloser to the center of it. Autobots were patrolling the roads to maintain order and keep decepticons out, as they should. It was one of these patrols that now stopped Salvo, signaling for him to stop. It was only four of them, but it was still an efficient autobot group.
You there, stop! State your name and occupation!
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Post by Autobot Salvo on Aug 2, 2018 5:42:46 GMT
The vehicle came to a stop, but did not transform. He couldn't help but think back to his street racing days, back he'd pretend to play along just long enough to speed the frag up and go as soon as the opportunity hit him . A lazy sigh would come from vehichle, Salvo sounded like he wasn't very interested in making small talk. He thought about pulling his old scrap, but figured he'd just play ball at least until he ran out of ways to make this conversation entertaining. Which wouldn't take very long.
"Name's Salvo, as for my occupation well.. I don't see how that's any of your buisness?" ((Sorry for such a late response I have been busy, adulting sucks.))
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 2, 2018 12:58:33 GMT
We have orders to investigate whoever passes on these ways, orders from high command. Salvo is not a name that I regognize, sorry. Now, your occupation please.
The autotroopers persisted, not willing to let him do whatever he wanted. They weren't hostile, but they wanted information. Following orders from those higher up in the command chain was in their programming. They wouldn't stop and let him through until they were told what they wanted to know.
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SaiBlade
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Post by SaiBlade on Aug 12, 2018 23:26:21 GMT
A blue-teal Camaro and a yellow jet were just arriving in Iacon. Both were sporting old mesh wounds. the Jet seemed to fly close to the Camaro while the Camaro was driving at a moderate speed for a car that damaged. " This is why I hate cons" the Camaro muttered as she drove by ruins.
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SaiBlade
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Post by SaiBlade on Aug 15, 2018 20:44:36 GMT
The Camaro and the jet stopped in one on the old last standing buildings as it began to rain. Not wanting to corrode their wounds stopped for the night-cycle and the Camaro despite her wounds kept watch for any strange bot lurking around in the acid rain. As she kept watch she started to tend to her wounds cleaning and welding some of the more serious wounds closed with their first aid kit.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 18, 2018 20:22:06 GMT
Some autotroopers had picked up their signal, and went to investigate the new arrivals. They had to make sure that they were bots, and not actually con with faked signatures. If they were bots, they had orders to assist the best they could, in any given situation. That was the life of an autotrooper. This batch consisted of three soldiers, and they cautiously approached the two autobots. The rain had stopped now, and it was rather bright, thanks to the electrical lights coming from the various light sources places around the city.
Identify yourselves! Who are you?
One of the bots shouted, as the three approached, their guns at their sides. At first, it all seemed normal, that was until they saw the autobot symbols on the two other bots. This immediately made them raise their weapons, aiming them at the jet and the car.
Traitors, enemies of the Prime! Blast them!
Another one shouted, and all of them opened fire, sending blasts of energy flying towards the two unfortunate autobots. They all stood in a firing line, sending volley after volley towards Saiblade and her brother.
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Post by SaiBlade on Aug 22, 2018 0:03:13 GMT
As the shots hit around them, the Camaro grabbed the now awake jet and took cover. the hid behind a collapsed wall and looked at who were shooting at them.
"Who the scrap is shooting at us and why?!" the jet yelled.
"I don't know but I'm about to find out!" the Camaro shouted back before she tried to shout at the attackers. " I don't know who you are but I am an autobot so is my little brother!"
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Aug 22, 2018 18:33:19 GMT
This did not help their situation. If anything, it solidified the attacks towards them as more and more blaster bolts hit the wall they were hiding behind, and now they also began flanking to catch them in the crossfire. They were autobots too, and nothing seemed to be wrong with them in any physical way. Behaving like this though, that was not normal. The three of them were all intent on killing these two supposed enemies of the Prime, and if things continued like this, perhaps they would.
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SaiBlade
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Post by SaiBlade on Aug 22, 2018 23:57:38 GMT
"Why would we hurt the Prime?!" SaiBlade yelled at the attacking bots.
"Yeah we would rather offline than hurt the Prime!" StarChaser screamed as a stray shot hit one of his leg struts. "Primus knows that we hate the Decepticons!"
SaiBlade growled as her armor closed up to make her less vulnerable to attacks. She raced over to where her brother was hiding with the med-kit while dodging blaster shots.
"My designation is SaiBlade and my brother is StarChaser!" SaiBlade yelled at the autotroopers. "So please hold your fire!"
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