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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 7, 2015 15:38:38 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.
The portal infront of the Vehicon would disappear, which Stormgear uses it to potentially block the next incoming attack. The fire would travel through the portal and over to where the vehicon would have fallen. Stormgear then opened a second one, which was located next to her on the ground. Stepping straight through it, an other portal would open up above the vehicon, which Stormgear came falling through onto his back. Using one of her hatchets, she digs her weapon into it's back to secure her grip. If this somewhat succeeded, she would begin to pull around and hit the vehicon in the back of the helm.
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Post by Sydrone on Jan 7, 2015 16:11:03 GMT
Stormgear... that's no normal Vehicon... I've seen them before Shade tries to get up but the emp still had him grounded he vents again [censorship] I still can't move Shade aims his Path Blaster at the vehicon But I can still shoot with one arm Shade tries to get a clear shot, venting heavily with the effort of keeping his arm up
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 7, 2015 16:56:45 GMT
(( Sydrone: Stormgear has this vehicon controlled. How did you get here from the Black Forest?))
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Post by autobotsabre on Jan 7, 2015 16:57:55 GMT
Dropping onto the comm systems Sabre was currently in the Autobot communications central as he came to a stop at the comms fluctuating around the canadian rockies, it looked like their was a lot of activity going on as Sabre tried to pick an active on service Autobot. A second later however Sabre was instead sending out a general burst across Autobot channels to anyone in the area.
Sabre: This is Autobot Sabre can I get a status report on what's happening out their?
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Post by RedOptics on Jan 7, 2015 19:39:37 GMT
'This is autobot Diamond, situation has gotten... out of servo. The blue femme explained, We are trying to contain it as we speak, stand by. She finished, standing up so that her sniper rifle was up to the Vehicon's helm, or at least close to it, and fired, aiming to blow off half of the mech's vital limb. Tooth for an eye... arm for a helm.
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Post by Vos on Jan 7, 2015 23:58:49 GMT
The vehicon whom Daimond had aimed for successfully hit the ground, letting out a moan of pain as the limb became useless. "Gah!" he shouted, the attack from the back gave him pain, and he looked over to diamond, who gel the rifle as she too was on the ground. "Well, it appears you can fight back, weakling." The vehicon hissed, and then transformed his servo into a vehicon blaster, with a triangular barrel. The barrel glowed the familiar purple it always did before it fired, the laser it shot flying for Diamonds chest. The point was to hit her, and give her some extra pain. The vehicon was not about to just die this easily, at least not without trying.
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The flame-thrower on the other servo, was having a tough time. Skill and quick movement was not what his body was built for, so Stormgear's portal trick worked on him. He felt the painful blow of her tomahawk in his shoulder, and let out a grunt. He raised his arms, as to release thousands of degrees of flames upon the femme, only to have a shot from this distance his him in the chest, forcing him to take a step back. The vehicon then resumed the position, deciding that the femme would pay before he fell. He blew his fame throwers right for her, aiming his arms directly behind him, as to give her the pleasure of experiencing now white-hot plumes of flames.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 8, 2015 0:04:49 GMT
The flames burned. A lot.
Stormgear yelped in surprise and pain as she was nailed in the faceplate, which she felt the metal scorch underneath the fiery blast. Stormgear aimed to make a portal directly infront of the flame, but miss calculated and made on direct underneath the vehicon. If he managed to take a step forward or backwards, both Storm and the vehicon would go falling throught.
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Post by Taggon on Jan 8, 2015 0:18:56 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. Gox felt the poison enter Hotwire's systems, and he knew he would have to stop it, for Hotwire's well being. The spider extended his long leg in her, needle and all, and sucked in the poison himself. He didn't know what it was, so he just took the poison for her, hoping his own immune systems would come in handy. The instant the ppisen within him came, Gox began to feel crippled. He couldn't--move. He couldn't heal her with his appendages anymore, not without everything hurting terribly as his legs moved. Her pelvic girdle still needed some small repair, and her torso had been damaged. Pain-----pain---PAIN! ------------------------------------------- Shade's movement of taking the hit for Taggon worked flawlessly. Taggon retracted his arm, still holding the blade. The poison had gotten into Hotwire, so Taggon calculated she wouldn't be having an easy time running. The vehicon didn't take time to thank the Autobot, for that would be for a later time, not now, else his sacrifice would be in vain. Taggon stepped aside form the Autobot, sheathing the blade he did have, letting his ankle gadgetry flick up two knives, one for each servo. The mech caught them effortlessly and fluidly, and as he saw how Hotwire was getting ready to take a brake for it, he just launched both knives forward, each intended to pass Hotwire, but dig into the ground right in front of her. These knives which Taggon had selected in his sub-space stash in the ankle gadget were not standard knives, but these were knives that had explosive charges. Taggon had already pressed the small knob on the end of each before he had launched them, so as they flew forward and hit the ground, they flashed twice before they exploded. The impact and the damage Hotwire would receive would, by scientific law, send her backwards. The explosion size was but a step down from a grenade, so two of them would definitely be effective. The vehicon was not quite done with the femme yet, and just like she hadn't wanted him to run, he didn't want her to either. The vehicon then received the transmission from Sabre, and he replied. 'Sir, this is Autobot Taggon, and I am requesting that you assist Autobots Diamond and Skyspray, who are in a critical condition.' Taggon transmitted via text com, readying himself to deal with the incoming Hotwire. Even if she turned at the right moment, so that her back armor would take the blows...she would lose her wings. She actually would probably get them slightly damaged anyways, while Taggon only suffer some small impact.
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Post by RedOptics on Jan 8, 2015 0:20:04 GMT
"The proud type I see." Diamond gasped. The shot had hit her shoulder in which belonged to the arm that was separated from her, so there really wasn't much pain to feel there. Apparently this con had the thickest proto-skull she had ever seen. That's it. The femme got up, wincing from numb but great pain. "You wanna play unfairly? Fine." Diamond's rifle once again seemed to count up, the trick was to use more ammunition so it would recharge faster. She forgot yet another specialty about her main weapon, it had an emergency charge, in which it was automatically loaded with a form of energy when she had no more ammunition left. Still leaking massive amounts of Energon, and creating pools of it, Diamond coughed up a bit of her life source as she made her way to her opponent. Her wounds made her look intimidating, but also make her seem weak. Her trod stomped harshly down on the Vehicon's weapon, holding it there as she pointed the barrel dangerously close to his face-plate and whispered, "Don't judge a book, by it's cover." Then a bright orange light flared through from the suppressor.
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Post by Vos on Jan 8, 2015 1:04:17 GMT
The vehicon tried to get up himself, but his back was malfunctioning some, and so as Daimond walked over to him, and pointed the weapon at him, he just chuckled. "Do You know what's funny? It took you this long to get me down, and that was with a friend. It took you just now to decide you'd retaliate. You're the weakest, sadist little femme I've ever seen, and when you do engage someone who knows how to fight better then me, they will crack up at how easy it is to tear you apart." The vehicon with the yellow paint job said, What also is funny is how you're sooo green. I am surprised you've even lasted this long. You must have been under someone's soft, and gentle wing while the war raged on. You're just the product of a sorry lilly fingered parent or two, trying to become something you will never be." The vehicon said, and as the barrel lit up, and he knew his time was upon him, he let pout one small little chuckle.
"So see you soon in the Allspark, pathetic femme." Then the barrel let loose the laser it had held in, and gave the vehicon the headshot that Daimond had intended. The vehicon's life thusly concluded.
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Post by Backbeat on Jan 8, 2015 1:32:39 GMT
A comm is heard on a secure Decepticon frequency
' To all Decepticons... I'm happy to report OUR NEW LEADER... Shockwave has joined the party! So I want everyone who is anyone to go down to the Nemesis and join the little meet and greet... When you ask? Why... NOW! HAH HA HA HAHAH!
Also, I have a little advice to the vehicons who feel they are not being listened to... TRY TALKING to a rock, or your helmet... It may talk back, shame it's not the crazy one...
THAT IS ALL! '
(( Spread the word to other decepticons))
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 8, 2015 1:49:41 GMT
Hotwire staggered again. Gox had taken the poison, but her frame was too badly damaged to maintain both him.
She slumped to theground, bleeding out. She was no coward. But she considered nothing worth risking her life for. If she kept fighting, she was either going to offline, or be captured and interrogated by the Autobots, who would either lock her up, or bully her into being an Autobot.
She was the only non-Autobot in the area, and she didn't trust a Vehicon to spare her.
"Ground... bridge... urgent..." she gasped, limping away. A portal opened behind her, and she staggered through, leaking heavily.
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Post by Taggon on Jan 8, 2015 2:01:01 GMT
Taggon watched the movement, and he mentally shook his helm at the femme. Easy come, easy go. Taggon rushed forwards, as the portal opened, and the femme began to limp to it. She was just beginning to limp through it when he took rushed to her, grabbing her by the wrist and then using his other servo to punch her roughly off-course, out of the bridge. Hotwire had been slow enough for Taggon's fleet feet to kick in, and the warrior had been able to keep up with the fasts runners with his legs. Eversonce his T-cog injury, the vehicon had learned how to run quite fast, and Hotwire was close and slow enough for him to catch up. The force in the punch was strong, and it would send the femme staggering back should it hit. Taggon then radioed his ship, which had been sailing above them all this whole time.
'This is Taggon to Aries Fist. Commence signal jamming.' The vehicon instructed, and the ship began to lower itself, the engineers within scrambling the signals that came to the mechs and femmes below, doing as they were told.
Taggon was not one who let his opponents run from their fight, especially when he had just warned them to leave not too long ago. The bridge would be closed as the vehicon made sure he himself was not in it. "You and I are going to be having a small talk, Hotwire." Taggon said calmly, resuming a normal stance as he faced her. The vehicon's deep red visor bore no sign of mercy or empathy, and it was clear Hotwirr was going to be given little choice with Taggon in the around.
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 8, 2015 2:08:52 GMT
(Oh. Okay, void my arrival on Nemesis then. This will be more interesting)
"Can it wait?" Hotwire clutched at her side, "I'm a little busy right now... I can feel my legs and everything..."
With her visor, she didn't look afraid. Inside, she was scared, but drawing herself up with dignity, at least as much as all the leaking allowed. She was greatly weakened by the pain.
"I'm just doing my job, Vehicon."
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Post by Taggon on Jan 8, 2015 2:17:23 GMT
((Great.))
Taggon looked over at the femme, who was trying as hard as she could to stay on her feet. She was giving it all she had, and looked him in the visor with her own, facing him without any signs of fear. No doubt she had some. In Taggon's view, courage was the endurance that allowed people to face fear, and Hotwire was showing a good portion of that right now.
The vehicon simply equipped his duel heavy pistols, pointing them at Hotwire. She wouldn't know that they were set for stun, but the vehicon just pointed them at her, planning on taking her captive. "That makes two of us." Taggon said without emotion, inside he decided that the talk with this femme wouldn't be too bad after all. He pulled the triggers, letting the pistols fire stun shots at hotwire relentlessly, and the mech planned to do so until she fell down, knocked out cold.
Meanwhile, the vehicon considered the Autobot who had taken a blow for him. it was a considerate move, and Taggon would have to see if he could talk to him later for it. The vehicon still kept his optics fixed on the femme though, not letting his guard down.
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 8, 2015 2:26:29 GMT
Understandably, Hotwire flinched as Taggon fired. Clearly, like any normal mech she did fear death. Not completely insane then.
The stun knocked her to the ground, lying on her side, only partially conscious and groaning.
"Do... do you mind?" she gasped, trembling, "The 'cons just got... got an ausience with Captain Personality," she spoke of Shockwave, "And I was hoping to... urgh..." She wasn't unconscious, but she lay still. If Taggon was using stun shots, then she wasn't going to offline. At least not today.
Then again, she'd been in agonising pain before.
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Post by Taggon on Jan 8, 2015 2:49:35 GMT
Taggon stopped firing, and then walked over to the fallen Hotwire, putting his guns in their holsters. He looked down at her, her limp form indicating she clearly could not move due to his work. The stuns on Shade would have worn out by now, or unless he had a sensitive spot to stun-rounds, perhaps shade would still be in place. Taggon knew that perhaps Hotwire would eventually try to run, and that she would try to cause trouble. Taggon was in no mood for his prisoner to escape, and thus he followed a small protocol that he had known for a while now.
Taggon hoped that the other Autobots wouldn't think too low of him for doing this...even though they already didn't like him for what he was. The vehicon picked one of Hotwire's legs up, and then placed one servo on her ankle, and then he gently grasped the other around the top of her foot. "I will have these repaired later, but for now I do not want you to get any funny ideas, if you are as tough as I believe." Taggon said, then made a sudden jerk movement to the left, which could break the leg quite easily. Or hurt it badly. Taggon was about to perform the same treatment for the other leg, she he thought about a how a few Autobots displayed mercy. he lacked some of that sometimes, and had actually been roughened by the events which had occurred. So he pulled out some cuffs, and then cuffed her servos right then and there.
"Rest now. You are going to need it." Taggon said gruffly. On the inside he was unpleased with himself. Decepticon mercy right there Taggon. Good job showing all that Mercy that the others would easily give. What can I say though? I am an Ex-Decepticon.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Jan 8, 2015 2:51:37 GMT
The flames burned. A lot. Stormgear yelped in surprise and pain as she was nailed in the faceplate, which she felt the metal scorch underneath the fiery blast. Stormgear aimed to make a portal directly infront of the flame, but miss calculated and made on direct underneath the vehicon. If he managed to take a step forward or backwards, both Storm and the vehicon would go falling through. The other end of the portal would reveal the free fall over the side of the mountain.
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Post by RedOptics on Jan 8, 2015 2:58:14 GMT
The vehicon tried to get up himself, but his back was malfunctioning some, and so as Daimond walked over to him, and pointed the weapon at him, he just chuckled. "Do You know what's funny? It took you this long to get me down, and that was with a friend. It took you just now to decide you'd retaliate. You're the weakest, sadist little femme I've ever seen, and when you do engage someone who knows how to fight better then me, they will crack up at how easy it is to tear you apart." The vehicon with the yellow paint job said, What also is funny is how you're sooo green. I am surprised you've even lasted this long. You must have been under someone's soft, and gentle wing while the war raged on. You're just the product of a sorry lilly fingered parent or two, trying to become something you will never be." The vehicon said, and as the barrel lit up, and he knew his time was upon him, he let pout one small little chuckle.
"So see you soon in the Allspark, pathetic femme." Then the barrel let loose the laser it had held in, and gave the vehicon the headshot that Daimond had intended. The vehicon's life thusly concluded. After what Diamond had heard, all emotion drained from her faceplate, "Very well." She managed to say. Not wanting to think of anything, she stepped off the cold shell and went to retrieve her limb. You must have been under someone's soft, and gentle wing while war raged on. You're just the product of a sorry lilly fingered parent or two, trying to become something you will never be. There was never any wing foe Diamond to stay under. But he was right, she wanted to become something she will never be. Pushing the thought away, she fell, remembering how much energon she must've lost. All that she could think of at the moment, was how those words were going to haunt her until her demise.
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Post by Breech Loader on Jan 8, 2015 2:59:17 GMT
Hotwire cried out in pain as her ankles were damaged, managing to keep it low. If Gox was active he might be able to repair them - in time. But he was still recovering from the poison.
She felt like it was spitefully unnecessary. The stasis cuffs kept her immobile anyway.
Incapacitated by a Vehicon. How humiliating.
"Rest? For what?" she taunted him, "Are you planning a little torture with your interrogations? It's not necessary. I'm a merc. If you like torturing people, why don't you just save us some time and go back to the 'cons? 'Cus Autobots have a real thing against torture. At least, the kind that leaves marks, eh?"
Her head fell back as she watched him coolly.
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