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Post by Taggon on Jan 6, 2015 23:30:17 GMT
Taggon gave a small puff of ventilation form his far-away vantage point. It was a beautiful day, and sniping seemed to be his job at the moment. He watched as the still serving the Decepticons vehicons came in, and began to carry Vos and attack the other Autobots.
Taggon was one of the Autobots who sometimes tried to play fairly, but as the years been coming, he had started to give that up. He learned, he adapted. He saw his enemies making a maneuver, and he played along with it. Taggon was not the type of mech to just keep situations by the 'rules' if his opponents decided to alter them. If they altered the board, then Taggon was going to move on to another strategy. 'Stormgear, if they are playing this way, then you have permission to engage all enemies. I will support you, just keep our green painted friend in mind. I myself will do my best to keep him where he is, and not in the clutches of the DJD.'
Taggon took aim with his powerful rifle, taking aim through his scope. He let his cross center in on Vosses carriers, honing in on their heads. Taggon pulled his trigger for the first mech's helm, and then performed likewise with the second's. Taggon then pointed his barrel for Hotwire, cocking the gun. The mech knew the femme was going to try to get some profit out of this somehow. Taggon had spoiled her day once, so he would do it again. The vehicon took aim once more, scoping in to aim for the point just above the direct center of Hotwire's pelvic girdle. The intention was to destroy the connection between her lower body, so that she would crumple to the ground just like Vos had. Taggon did not let time tic and tock as he fired a precision shot for the given target. He didn't want to kill her just yet. However, this did not mean he couldn't paralyze her.
Taggon then looked out of his scope, and let his visor scan his surroundings, and then his scanners. No one was coming up on his position, so he was good. The vehicon could still see the fight from the distance he was, so without his scope he kept looking.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 6, 2015 23:32:45 GMT
Stormgear's scope filled with napalm, which was coming right for her. Stormgear' immediatly freaked out, Rolling to the left to avoid the shot. It was close, which was a call that Storm didn't want to make again. Making a portal infront of her, Stormgear made another going right off the mountain's side, just to see how this mech would react. If he walked through the portal, he would go sailing over the heigh drop.
Just incase the mech evaded her attack, Stormgear stood up her servo to produce a neon dart, then aimed for the mech's chestplate. If it made contact, it would most likely tear though his armor.
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Post by Taggon on Jan 6, 2015 23:34:53 GMT
Gox had made himself at home on Hotwire, once again, and had crawled into her back-plating, making himself a part of her body like the least two times he had done so. Once inside, Goxes thoughts could be heard some; Spaceships....yeah. Cybertronains are pretty strange people. Um, no offense. Gox corrected himself. It was then he decided to grant Hotwire a few upgrades...then realized what she had said back in the medical bay.
Sge didn't want to be completely relying on upgrades. This sort of sucked, but now that Gox was in he made up his mind that he would help her anyways, just perhaps not by boosting up her strength and speed, so that she could be herself. He would just be in here, acting as a self-heal sot hat she could recover from wounds faster. Yes, that was it. She would still be able to have the thrill of the hunt and the fight, and recover quicker so she wouldn't lose too much energon and or maybe die right? Gox was convinced that he was making himself of good use this way, and not spoiling Hotwire with his luxuries too badly.
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Post by Vos on Jan 6, 2015 23:56:43 GMT
Stormgear's scope filled with napalm, which was coming right for her. Stormgear' immediatly freaked out, Rolling to the left to avoid the shot. It was close, which was a call that Storm didn't want to make again. Making a portal infront of her, Stormgear made another going right off the mountain's side, just to see how this mech would react. If he walked through the portal, he would go sailing over the heigh drop. Just incase the mech evaded her attack, Stormgear stood up her servo to produce a neon dart, then aimed for the mech's chestplate. If it made contact, it would most likely tear though his armor. The vehicon, being a special unit, was not to be so easily fooled by this portal trick. The vehicon was not ninja class skilled, but he was not going to fall for this small prank of a battle move. As he kept running forward, and the portal opened, he skidded to a stop, using his flamethrowers to burn more, and increase the impact to slow himself down. As he did so, he crouched downwards as he skidded to a stop, letting the needle graze the top of his helm, but it did not penetrate the heat-resistent armor there.
The vehicon then flung his arm around, his back was exposed to Stormgear for the most part, but he was still in mid-turn around in his crouch, now blazing his intense fumes at her so that she would receive a second hand melting job.Meanwhile, he gave a small push with his legs, so that he would begin to jump away some from the portal, incase she wasted to kick him in.
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The soldiers first soldier holding up Vos would drop dead, and then the other would turn around in curiosity and suspicion before dying himself, sending Vos to the ground. The cursed weaklings had only been out here for a few cycles, and this is what they resulted in. Since the vehicons had carried Vos very close to the ground bridge though, he made it his objective to go into the ground bridge, crawling with his legs and arm with all his remaining might. He was a few inches from the bridge, and from his refuge, so it only made Vos more determined to get through. He did leave a message as he made it into the swirling green vortex;
'Alright Bounty hunter. If there is a vehicon designated Taggon around, I will give you double the price for him. He is an unfinished play toy for me, and I would not mind finishing the job. Bringing him back dead...will be left for later discussion.' The message was in ancient Cybertronian, but Vos didn't care about that right now. He was gone, and that was that. The ground bridge closed behind him.
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Post by RedOptics on Jan 7, 2015 0:37:50 GMT
Vos pretended that he was pretty much fried, and no longer able to move. Te truth was, he could move, just not much at all. He was trying to save up some of his strength. Why did Skyspray have to use so many explosives in this fight...yeesh. You'd think he would have learned to fight a whole lot better with more elegant weaponry. Not a Primus forsaken set of explosives and guns. Vos complained to himself, victory had been his still.
The cheerful voice of a bounty hunter rang in his audio receptor, as he heard her. Vos wanted to roll his optics heavily, but it was the fact that he had none, and the ones which he did have were fake. So he would just sit there, emotionless. He did not say a word to Hotwire, and just let her do her thing. If she did well, he would tip her off.
Meanwhile, another ground bridge opened and out came the four troops Vos had requested. The tenacious little mech was not going to simply let any Autobot pick him up to go wherever, but he would let the four troops take him back to base. Two picked him up by the arm and shoulder, and began to drag him to the open ground bridge by holding up his arm and shoulder on both his sides. The other two were more special-unit classed vehicons. The first had blue flame decals marking his entire body, and he had a glowing yellow visor, and had large flame-throwers on his fore-arms, which were attached to a late oak on his back. The vehicon thusly charged forward, deciding to take the blows for this femme first and deal some blows before hand, and make Hotwire's day easier. The vehicon outstretched his arms, and would release huge plumes of deep blue napalm, which all pointed and where meant to singe the living who out of Stormgear.
As for the second vehicon, he was armed with axes of all shapes and size, and was marked with scars painted over with yellow. The mech faced Daimond, as he unsheathed two medium sized throwing axes, and threw one of them at Diamond's shoulder blade, planning to chop off her arm's connection with her chest. The mech came in steadily as he did so, his other servo clasped around an Axe. (I had to do somethin so this is the post I had to reply to :/)
Diamond let out an energon curdling scream, louder than when she was electrocuted, as her arm flew off of her torso and the area gushed energon. She stared at the severed limb in horror, not knowing what to do. Pain engulfed her processor as her optics gazed around, everything once hazy. At the last moment, she saw the con with the axe come within swinging range and snapped back into reality. Jumping and rolling out of the way as the axe came down, nearly taking a piece of her armour. Diamond frantically looked around, and spotted the small blue print grids in which her weapons were coded on, and made a run for it, managing to snag the sniper rifle print and placing it back in her good arm. Okay, you got one shot Diamond, don't mess this up! Looking around, she scanned Vos retreating, revenge sure would be nice right now, but then she scanned the troop that severed her arm, and grit her denta together in frustration. Bleeding out wasn't the best side note, so she had to make it quick.
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 7, 2015 1:36:03 GMT
Hotwire stepped forward, her body shifting from a friendly attitude, to a cold, businesslike one.
Hotwire always endeavoured to bring back her targets functioning. And the DJD always preferred it. She didn't need Vos to tell her that. Besides, she was one of the few mercs 'businesslike' enough to actually work for them without throwing up on delivery, and had made her a repeat jobber.
"Taggon!" she scoped - not for Taggon's energy signature, but for her data scanner bringing him up. It worked on a different premise. She spotted him there, sniping - or more accurately, the direction the shot must have come from. She transformed and followed the line of the shot straight, flying much faster than usual, and managing to land right beside Taggon.
"Taggon. I have a warrant for your arrest, given by the DJD. Come quickly, and the only agonies you'll suffer are theirs..."
She drew a sword, which hummed slightly thanks to Gox.
"I am capable of inflicting plenty of pain by myself."
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Post by Vos on Jan 7, 2015 1:39:02 GMT
The vehicon with yellow scars made little reaction to the femme's attack, and he kept walking forward, fearless. he threw his other axe, this time aiming for her left leg. He was planning immobilizing her, and since he had hit once, he bet that he could hit again. This femme was proving to just be another pretty little scared face with a gun, as Vos had reported.
This provided the vehicon with over confidence however, which could end up in his own undoing. The soldier reached for a two more throwing axes which were sharp, planning on bringing the femme down, and possibly ending her. "You Autobots...such weaklings. I couldn't say I'm not enjoying this at all." The mech said, his voice indicating that he was clearly pleased with his current task.
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Post by Taggon on Jan 7, 2015 2:02:14 GMT
((Um...Okay. *shrugs* Whatever happened to me firing at your pelvic girdle and bringing you down? Gox is in you, and he can heal you---but not Wolverine fast.)) Taggon was not at all irritated on how Hotwire had found him so fast, and how she landed right beside him. Bounty hunters are just spoiled with technology. Taggon thought to himself.
"Taggon. I have a warrant for your arrest, given by the DJD. Come quickly, and the only agonies you'll suffer are theirs..." Hotwire spoke, upon landing beside him. The vehicon was a bit weary of her. If she was seriously going to try to engage him in a fight, then so be it. What did bother him was that her wings had healed already. That was a bit unnatural, for her. 'Hang in there, soldier.' Taggon com-linked Duamond, before Hotwire's move he had seen what kind of blow she had taken. Poor rookie.
"I am capable of inflicting plenty of pain by myself." Hotwire added, As if that is not clear enough, Hotwire. Taggon thought right after her comment. Taggon whipped his gun barrel around, she was standing right beside him, with a sword. His gun barrel was aimed directly for her neck, at point blank range. Hotwire was indeed a fast-moving femme, but so was Taggon. With Avacon reflexes, he was able to match practically anyone's reflexes more then easily, and he pulled his trigger twice with the gun aimed directly for the neck. Whether Hotwire had super heal or not, Taggon was not about to just hand himself over to his torturers. The vehicon then began to take steps back, as he fired at the very close range he still was in. Gun and sword battles were what Taggon specialized in, either way around.
"Analyze the situation." Taggon said simply, his voice was monotonous, and he bore no signs of any surrender.
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Gox kept himself busy with working on Hotwire's internals. He could work on them pretty well, bout he could only work on them at the speed of a normal medic could, despite his skills. He was meant for upgrading quickly, not healing so much. Quintessons actually designed him to take control of Cybertronas and kill them from the inside like a leech, so healing was not his strongest point. Still, he knew her anatomy, and he knew everything about how to cure a Cybertronian of this and that. Gox kept to himself as he worked on everything, he had not enhanced Hotwire's speed by much, nor her strength, though they were a level higher then her normal speed and strength. She wanted the challenge, so she got it.
Even then though. Healing the small stuff still happening to her wings and her lower torso was tricky. It was like making a paper airplane without a hard surface, or making it on the run. Tricky, but doable.
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 7, 2015 2:30:18 GMT
(Sorry. I was away for hours and so lost my focus)
Hotwire was still in pain from the shot; she just didn't want to show it.
She rolled twice, but each time brought her closer to Taggon. She too was used to bringing her sword up against guns.
"You have a gun. Point-blank range," Hotwire smiled as she moved, "The thing about guns is that while they are certainly deadly, they rely on you being able to fire the shot in the right direction. They fire so fast that it really doesn't matter on the distance and guns-"
Halfway through the sentance, her third roll brought her almost face to face with Taggon
"-aren't designed for close range fighting."
A fired shot could be neither blocked nor parried. Therefore it must be in a position to miss. They were face to face now and she grabbed Taggon's wrist in a crunching grip and pushed his hand up, keeping the gun aimed away from her as she swung her drawn sword at his lower legs.
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Post by RedOptics on Jan 7, 2015 2:54:17 GMT
Diamond rushed behind a large rock, returning fully to her senses. She has to do this, kill a con without mercy for once. Admitting that all her life she was weak, something inside her bent, but didn't break. Her rifle needed time to charge as well, and it needed just another 2% until it was fully charged and armed. The row of lights along the barrel lit one by one, and the last was fully lit as it reached 100%. Getting up, her leg was struck with a sharp pain as the axe sliced through, leaving a deep gash but not completely taking it with the weapon. Her vision was focusing and blurring quickly, great, more energon loss. That was all she needed. Stay awake! Wait.... She got an idea as she fell on her good knee, this had to work.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jan 7, 2015 4:48:00 GMT
This was not how he preferred to end up, that was for sure. He had entered his "hibernation" mode which froze his energon until the body had purged him from some of the poison. The ventilation poison still affected him but his optics functioned again. And the spilled energon on the ground also helped. As parts of his body rebooted, including his facial function, his almost broken arm and some pistons in his stomach area. This was only a small amount and his sustained damage didn't become less, he just found ways to ignore it. Just as he opened his optics and looked around slowly he noticed Vos escaping. But he did not notice that Taggon and Stormgear had appeared. His spark burnt in his chest but it was beginning to get a little better. Still, almost every function in his body was offline.
No! That... scrap.. kill... him..
He said to himself as his vocals still didn't work that well. Apparently there were more decepticons here now, a fact that didn't bother him that much usually but in his weakened state that was the worst thing. He wasn't sure if he could fight or not, probably not but it was worth a try. Messages still popped up on his HUD about all the good stuff with stasis lock. Like that you wouldn't burn all your resources, they thought you were dead, looked good and more but he ignored all of them. Instead he slowly moved his arm so that he could grab one of his heavy combat pistols before aiming it at the axe-wielding vehicon. He also has rerouted his energon flow so that only the functions needed were active, giving him accuracy once again and strength to actually keep his arm up. He pulled the trigger three times before waiting a little. Then he pulled it again. Man, he did not feel good at all.
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Post by Taggon on Jan 7, 2015 6:08:53 GMT
The femme appeared to be able to evade his shots somehow. Remarkable work for something done at point blank range, Taggon still kept his cool though. He'd dealt with worse threats. The femme then grabbed his wrist, trying to crunch it. The strength the femme was provided with was not to make her as strong as a tank, but stronger for her class. Taggon's servo had enforced armor, and thus it did not crack. He did, however feel the squeeze, and he frowned at that fact that she had more strength then the last time they had met.
She raised his servo as she attempted a fast slash at his lower leg. Taggon had been seeing her patterns, which were defend and get hurt either way, or overwhelm her enemy with two different things occurring. It had become predictable already, thanks to three varieties of hand-to-hand combat training, Taggon knew many tricks in the book, and in return to this bold attack to his lower legs, Taggon simply raised his foot so that he was balancing on one, and so that his knee spike, which had been sharpened along with his elbow spikes, parried the blade. As this occurred, Taggon flicked his wrist which was held up the other direction, letting go of his weapon, and grabbing Hotwire's own wrist. This was actually a very basic form of recvorvery, in Taggon's book. While he gained grip, and also locked his knee spike with her blade, Taggon brought his other servo to be brought back, and then give Hotwire a mighty punch square to her faceplate, with his own strength.
Taggon had reasonable strength as well, despite his build, he actually had gained some upgrades and had been modified to have more power then most vehicons. Since Hotwire and Taggon had been face to face, it would be difficult seeing this particular blow. The mech then took a step back again, resuming a standing position, letting his brought up leg meet up with the ground once more. "Go away." Taggon addressed Hotwire calmly.
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Gox was having a tricky time with the pelvic girdle damage. seriously, the mech had shot it right were the lower torso guard met, just in the weak spot. Gox kept working on it though, trying to finish it. Ouch. Gox thought as he felt some of the pain, and then tried to get to the bullet. After wrenching it out, and letting the bullet clank outside of Hotwire, Gox went to fixing the damaged leg and spine connections.
Tough. Gox muttered. This would be taking a bit more time the the bullet for sure.
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 7, 2015 8:33:15 GMT
A ground bridge opens, and Shade walks out, katanas drawn he then immediately sheaths one of his swords and walks to the side of Taggon Need some help? Shade holds one of his katanas normally and one backhanded and takes a defensive stance wait, you match the description of... Hotwire. You almost killed my father in Detroit. Now it's time for me to kill you. Shade says, rather aggressively, he charges, with his katanas pointed outwards
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 7, 2015 12:33:56 GMT
Hotwire reeled from the punch from Taggon, and buckled slightly from his knee, but kept her grip on his wrist, shifting it so that their wrists were locked.
She knew all about using momentum and leverage; the gentle pressure that could be put on a joint that would mean it simply HAD to move; the areas to hold that gave you the greatest control over somebody's body.
Then some other kid came in and shouted nonsense at her.
Great. Vengeance attacks.
Using Taggon's wrist, she manipulated him to pull herself between him and the new arrival. It wasn't a move that required strength because his entire arm currently worked as a lever for her. If Shade didn't stop charging, he'd impale Taggon. She'd still be hurt, but Taggon would be hurt much more.
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Post by Vos on Jan 7, 2015 12:50:52 GMT
The vehicon with the axes was not at all impressed by the femmes little fall over. He did fall for the act though, since it was real, and his over confidence was taking over. The vehicon stepped forward,
"Oh look at you. What a little femme-ish fool of an Autobot. I wonder if you've even held a rifle before." the vehicon mused, as he reached for an axe to finish this femme off. Then the shots aimed for his back were felt, as they hit his amor. He could still fee the pain, but he was not mortally wounded. The vehicon turned around, and then finished reaching for the axe, drawing it out.
"How classic. A hero, helping a pitiful femme.[" The vehicon threw the axe at the mech, aiming for his arm. The axe incoming was medium sized as well, and thrown with precision. The vehicon was smiling behind his mask, glad to be able to beat up the weaklings. This left his back plating which had been penetrated by the shots exposed to Diamond. /i]
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 7, 2015 13:01:00 GMT
Shade, seeing his predicament, flips over Hotwire Clever merc, Just not clever enough he lands on the other side of her and wrenches her arm back, breaking it, and releasing Taggon, Shade the pulls Taggon away to a safe distance You O.k Taggon? Shade asks with concern in his voice
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Post by Taggon on Jan 7, 2015 13:11:20 GMT
As Taggon was manipulated in front of Hotwire, as he was forced so, he let one of his knives flick into his servo from his ankle device. The blade was gripped expertly in his servo before he was put in front of the femme, he positioned the knife so that she wouldn't able to see the blade in his servo. As she took a forceful stance, using Taggon's wrist to manipulate him, Taggon just grind behind his battle mask. He had seen scenarios like this coming, and had more then prepared himself. With his held wrist, he let loose out of a small hidden chamber just below it a small yet thick object., which was suspended by a chain. Taggon had his wrist being held, but he still had his strength, and flexibility. he flexed his wrist sharply to the right, using the rhythm of the suspended object to swing around, and smash into the top of Hotwire's servo. Even if her had armor on top of it, the thick solid ball had the purpose of breaking the top of servos, or smashing it roughly enough so that the person would let go, or loosen her grip.
Stamping his foot on Hotwire's own, the vehicon jabbed his blade backwards, knowing for a fact that Hotwire's torso was right behind him, here weaker armor would be easy to penetrate. The knife was poisoned, so that should it penetrate Hotwire, it would release a poison which would make moving her joints harder, by destroying the greasy substance that let the joints of the limbs move. Taggon wasn't finished though. As his knife made possibly dug itself into Hotwire's form, due to the small space, Taggon yanked his arm away from Hotwire, with the sort of strength that would wrestle it free should her grip falter in the slightest.
Taggon drew his arm back, if the knife had penetrated her, then he jabbed at her again with his elbow, sharpened like his knee joint spike.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jan 7, 2015 13:47:37 GMT
Skyspray saw the axe flying towards him and the only thing he could do was to watch it coming towards him. And of course shoot it a couple of times before throwing his pistol at it, interrupting its course. Now it only his him in the shoulder that was already damaged. Energon was leaking but since his circuts were fried in that part of his body he didn't feel pain. He reached down and grabbed his rapid fire pistol and began firing at the vehicon. The question was how long he could keep going. The energon around him felt like a cover, but it truly wasn't.
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 7, 2015 13:48:54 GMT
"AUGH!"
This time Hotwire took a stab, although from whom it was tough to tell. She staggered and released Taggon's wrist, Energon flowing from her side.
"Two against one... yeah, real fair..."
She buckled to her knees, teeth gritted in pain. She managed to pull out her EMP and fired at Taggon, her intent not to capture, but to incapacitate him so that she could make a getaway.
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 7, 2015 14:17:52 GMT
Shade jumps in front of Taggon NO! Shade takes the EMP right to the chest knocking him back into the cliff, now the only thing he could move was his right arm, but he puts that to good use, firing a series of blasts from his Path Blaster Ahhhh Shade vents, obviously in great pain
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