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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 12, 2015 14:49:28 GMT
((Pretender Armor? Uhhh *shrugs* And Ast's gotta' to do something REALLY freakin' cool at the end of all of this. XD))
"You know.." Astrinal groaned as she woke up, moving around in her restraints just a bit. Astrinal's optics opened behind her cracked visor, looking at the camera Vos had set up. "When you want to chat with someone, you don't have to send puppets to beat the living crap out of them. That's rude. I acted in self defense.."
Feeling the binds along her wrists, ankles, and neck, Astrinal noted various (hopeful) weak points in the points of the binds. Astrinal had nearly died to the DJD- twice- and during torturings as well. If she could escape from these guys, she could do it again. Besides, she had a lot of practice during the exodus, prisons were a good example.
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Post by Vos on Mar 12, 2015 15:02:09 GMT
Both encounters, AStrinal had met Vos's predecessor. Vos himself, or present day Vos had served the DJD but a century, so in their eyes and eye holes, he could still be classified as a 'newbie'. Not a greenie by far..but still a 'newbie'. Nonetheless, Vos had heard of this Astrinal, and done his Homework, so he had crafted Bonds extra large, and had secured her wrists and ankles rather tightly. AS for the neck, he had just made it so that she would feel it, but it would not be as tight as the others--he couldn't afford for her to choke to death yet.
Vos kept his cool as he looked at her, "Well now Astrinal, I enjoy using Cut-Up. He's a very decent soldier you know..he follows orders, and best of all, ever since his petty little cousin, Taggon, left the ranks Cut-Up has been all the more determined to stay with his cause, and set the example for other vehicons. Look what he's done so far Astrinal. I'm sure his small minded brothers will be patting him on the shoulder for playing the under dog, and giving you a flogging which, not too long ago, Taggon himself did." Vos said,
"Unfortunately Astrinal, I did not bring you here to brag about my soldiers or the faintest surface of the strings which I use for my toys. I am here to kill you..as obvious as that is already." Vos said in a slightly calm and amused voice, as if Cut-Up and Taggon were just two little boring game-words that he would occasionally twist around in his mouth. It was true though. The cousins were so much alike..and yet, they were utterly different.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 12, 2015 15:31:20 GMT
"Ya, I figured." Astrinal shrugged her frame slightly. She spoke the truth, she really did see it coming. "Ya' know, you might just kill me with this conversation. It has nothing interesting to it. It just sounds like Death, death, and more death. You sound depressed, I think you need to see a doctor."
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Post by Vos on Mar 13, 2015 0:26:10 GMT
Vos wasn't at all angered or irritated with how calm the femme was acting. Even though she was mostly out of her pretender shell, and even though her layers of tough armor were removed, showing what the femme really did look like behind the triple-changer armor. Vos just let out a low coughing sound, which upon further observation, one might call the best he could do for a chuckle.
"That's funny AStrinal, I never made reference to death until the conclusion of my sentences...I suppose it would only gesture to what really goes on in that helm of yours." Vos said blithely, pulling out his remote control and pressing the knob on it which activated his machine. It wasn't meant for intimidation, but he was now going to draw power from her as he had once Stomrgear, which would cause Astrinal to struggle and squirm in her bonds, since the machine forced her to move as it sucked her form of it's power. The control was set to a medium setting, so Astrinal would not be thrashing about, but she would be noticing her energies slipping away as a throbbing in her spark began. Vos placed the remote control on his belt,turning on the camera to it's frequency, activating the camera.
"Greetings, High command of the Decepticons. I am here to announce that today, my subject is none other an Autobot spy who has gone under the alias 'Crashcourse'. This spy, however," Vos said as he gestured to the beaten up form of Crashcourse,
"Is no longer in commission, and now..." Vos said as he walked over to Crashcours's form, right beside her helm. One of his servos gently gripped his fake faceplate, releasing it from his real face, a smooth, eyeless faceplate. Vos pulled a switch on his mask, letting spikes and hooks jut out of it, covering the masks inner surface, save for the optics. With swift movement, Vos slammed his 'face' onto Astrinal's battle mask, letting all his spikes dig into the mask, before he heaved, rippling the now torn mask off along with his face. Behind the mask,. Astragal's true face was revealed as well, though it would be mostly untouched, thanks to her mask.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 13, 2015 0:42:30 GMT
While the camera had been on for the first few seconds, and Vos gave his small speech, Astrinal had turned her hands a little bit, which performed a traditional middle finger towards the camera. It was pretty obvious she was still being sarcastic, no matter how freaking bad the next hour would be. Then, with the flip of a swift on Vos's remote, Astrinal's spark would hit a brick wall. Pain swallowed her entire body, which the femme groaned in pain. Her struggles boiled out quite a bite, but not to an entire hault.
The removal of her mask proved quite painful, but it didn't improve the state of her grumbles of pain. Revealing behind the mask was Captain Astrinal herself, immediately revealing two ice cold optics and a scar crossing the right optic. The green femme grumbled quite a bit, huffing just a bit.
"Heh, so you're still going to parade me. How warming. Ya' know, I bet you're proud. To bad I can't see your reaction, never the less your mouth. You should paint a smiley face on your slab with holes, that would be a nightmare. It would probably be more terrifying than what you have now.
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Post by Vos on Mar 13, 2015 0:59:06 GMT
Vos would have liked to grin, but since he couldn't, he just stored back down at Astrinal as he tore his face from her mask. The mech didn't care at all what Astrinal said, he would bring her to her knees.
"Now, now Astrinal, I have something I'd like to tell you, and everyone who is watching this little show..."
Vos let his talons slip into the open hole in Astrinal's neck, as he apply pressure to her voice box as well as clogging up her neck, preventing her to vent properly.
"I know some what who you are Astrinal...I know practically at least a little about all my targets. Let me tell you something. I know that what you like to do is," Vos continued calmly, as he continued to dig her voice of further down her throat, "act like you lost it all, and work from the shadows. Well Astrinal. What you have done is you have gained. You play yourself as the femme who doesn't break under the strain of anything. However. I don't want you to break Astrinal. Because I will enjoy watching you struggle to not, as I slowly peel away at you one layer at a time." Vos finished before he waited another minute to retract his claw. He put the machine which drained her energies up two notches, which meant she would be taking a hard dash, or seem like that anyways as she 'worked'.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 13, 2015 1:04:11 GMT
Astrinal could feel the pain amplify.
"You know nothin' about me." Astrinal said smoothly, narrowing her cold blue optics towards Vos. Astrinal herself knew what she wad dealing with. Unlike Tarn, who was someone you NEVER wanted to listen to, Vos was someone you needed to listen to. Sometimes, he would hint on what his next move was. it was just hard to catch.
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Post by Vos on Mar 13, 2015 1:20:39 GMT
"No, Astrinal..." Vos said as he trailed a digit down her face, from the tip of her fore-head to the end of her lower lip, he applied no pressure to it, but it was indicated he could have easily cracked her faceplate then and there. His servo kept trailing to her spark, which was hooked up, beating as she was forced to struggle, giving in a consistent and growingly tiresome power.
"I'm afraid that my last visitor here was given a small surgery, and when I was done with her, I gained knowledge...and am gaining knowledge...that tells me everything she knows about you." Vos faced her before he pulled out one of his knives, and then plunged it into the femme's chest, just millimeters away from the spark chamber. He forced the knife through her internal workings, before he retracted his servos, keeping the barbed blade within her as he let a tentacle descend from the ceiling, latching to the back of her helm. Vos was still playing everything lightly, as he took her right servo into his, and then impaled it with another barbed knife, mostly splitting the servo in half by the first before yanking at it, pulling the knife to completed shred through her entire right servo.
"I am playing lightly for now AStrinal. But like I said, I know you won't break, and I know that your sarcastic comments will continue until I show you my other visitors."
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Post by Backbeat on Mar 13, 2015 1:57:07 GMT
(( Hope you two don't mind the interruption... ))
The room's veiw screen activates, and an amused Backbeat appears on the screen...
' Vos...?! What are you doing!? Your missing THE PARTY! So quit playing pin the face on the dummy and get down here... Heck you can even bring your little date too... '
He adds while laughing...
' Besides... You have just given me an idea... HA HA HA HA... '
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 13, 2015 12:08:50 GMT
Astrinal had roared in anger and pain, attempting to arch her back just slightly. She refrained from the outcome reaction, which she looked at Vos with angry optics. "My sarcastic remarks and jokes will continue until your dead." Astrinal said in a somewhat calm matter, due to the tenseness from the pain. "And that's not a joke."
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Post by Vos on Mar 13, 2015 14:15:33 GMT
Vos's door was braadde open, and Bakcbeat and his own puppet made their entry. Vos watched as the two approached, and Backbeat told him he was alate for a party. Kick-Start, meanwhile, was telling him something over a com-link. Vos knew he had indeed interrupted them, but it was his duty to show the others at least a slice of what he had planned for his victims. Astrinal, so it seemed, had been a jewel which had been too bright to show in front of such a determined crowd. It was rude to barge into his room, but Vos acted like everyone else did it. Vos casually addressed Backbeat first, his device allowing the mech to hear him speak regular language, and vice versa.
"Captain Backbeat...greetings. I did reveal my little doings here since it is my occupation to reveal to the Decepticons what occurs when there are traitors. I am fully aware that all you High Command are aware of these consequences, however, I must enforce what has not been enforced since--" Vos stroked his chin, as if semi-in thought, "About a month ago." Vos shrugged, tilting his helm slightly to the camera to face Kick-Start and the rest of the Deceptions watching. He chuckled, or did his best to, making a cackling like sound in his throat as he shook his helm slightly.
"Did you just call Astrinal 'poor creature?' Astrinal has yet to face true judgement...Using her as bait may be a fair idea, but even with the most calculated plan...Autobots always push through. It is a pattern I have seen time and time again. Baiting the enemy then killing her would be a reasonable strategy, but what Autobot in the right mind would believe we wouldn't booby trap a pathway to Astrinal at least once? She is of the A-19 Strike team...her team mates will come for her no doubt, one way or another, as predictable as it is, but all Autobots have their own tricks." Vos said mildly, as he strolled back to Astrinal,
"Oh it's a joke Astrinal. It's a joke to me. Because I know that you will die. Maybe not today, but that doesn't mean I cannot hasten the pace.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 13, 2015 19:43:02 GMT
Astrinal remained quiet as she listened to there conversation. Poor thing? Pft, even she mentally laughed at that. Me, poor, HA! I have so much more skill then these jags.
"Die? Eventually ya. But not in this hell hole." Astrinal responded to Vos.
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Post by Backbeat on Mar 13, 2015 22:26:08 GMT
(( Not in the room, on the TV... )
The video feed ends, but a secure and private audio feed continues
' Sorry about the little interruptions to your work... Kick-Start can be quite the pain to work with... But while she tries to be moral... I'm just calling to make sure your can make the party with the Autobots! Don't worry... I'm not going to micromanage... Your free to do as you please so long as you play well with others... Got to say big fan of the DJD's work in most universes... '
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Post by Vos on Mar 14, 2015 0:35:46 GMT
((Yeah, I realized that as Chaff. I kinda did a faceplant. I should probably edit...))
Vos nodded back, "Indeed, captain. Kick-Start could do with a leash---perhaps you and that other vehicon named Chaff could do us all a favor by planning and creating a mute button for our Head of Medicine. And yes---we DJD members do our work well. Recognizing that n a different way is strange feedback, but I am no one to be ever so slightly flattered by a compliment. Vos out."
Vos ended the com, the screen flickering off. The mech turned back to Astrinal once more. "Now where were we? Oh yes, we were debating on whether you'd live through this or not...I consider such doubtful." Vos told the femme, taking hold of the jagged blade still in her chest, and then ripping it out. The machine was still on, so Astrinal was still giving her energies to the machine, possibly causing her to get dizzy at the energy which was rapidly being depleted in her systems. Vos turned the machine off finally by simply slipping his finger on the knob which signaled the machine to stop. Vos was not done yet establishing the basics of the operation, so he pressed another button on the control, which forced activated some of the other cables in her to force her energon flow to reverse. It would be an incredibly excrutiating process, her blood would churn the opposite way it did before, and it would even flow even faster out of the wounds which Vos had created, all the while Vos took two small knives, using both servos to dig them into her chest, each knife having their own small buttons. From each knife, electrocution began, in the form of 500 volts in total, the majority of the volts going to where AStrinal's ventilations system was, making it not only painful, but very hard to vent without not only choking on her own energon, but also trying to use her 'lungs' since they were being shocked.
Vos stood back some,
"What do you say to that Astrinal? Any wise come-backs?" Vos asked, watching the results of his doings.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 15, 2015 7:20:12 GMT
Astrinal's backplate arched somewhat off the slab, not screaming or yelling in any form of agonizing pain. Even in muted silence, Astrinal maintained a tough-girl smirkish attitude. Even while having her guts and gears shocked to oblivion. Astrinal was somewhat thankful for the supposed 'high voltage'. Astrinal had experienced a torture session with Kaon, and that was not something she could train for. Well, unless you considered Stormgear a really bad person.
Astrinal gave Vos a deathglare all in the while, almost as to say "Ya, I've got a few."
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Post by Vos on Mar 15, 2015 9:20:02 GMT
Vos just wished he could smile at her as she glared at him. She was probably going to be motivated to survive through ll this just to slit his throat, or torture him in his own ways. Ah, it was a shame she would die. When it had come to injecting, Vos hadn't exactly opened Astrinal's spark chamber. No, he had simply used a very long needle to get there. Now, since he spark was most likely much weaker then it had been, Vos took the needle out as Astrinal arched her back. Her armor, which was now her simple green armour thanks to the pretender shell removal, had a faint glint as Vos placed a finger right where he knew the spark chamber was. Amid Astrinal's thrashing since her blood stream was being swirled around, churning as well as her fuel pump and vents, as her system was forced to overheat, Vos let his claws stretch out, before he dug his talons into Astrinal's chest, vigorously ripping and tearing her armor away with his bare servos, slicing his way for her spark chamber, letting energy practically spew from her chest, as he continued to claw his way in. He was careless with what internal devices he came upon, in the process he scratched one of her lungs as he dug his way to her spark chamber.
Vos took one servo to fling his face off, so that the energy that did escape AStrinal's body would fly into his eye holes, supplying him with energy there. It was how he processed it, and he was using hers as fuel for his as he wildly destroyed her chest. The small scratch on Astrinal's lung would allow other eneergon to slowly drip in, which would eventually clog one of her fuelling systems. Vos didn't care though. at Last, as he peeled away the last layer of armor or casing to the spark chamber, Vos let one of his energy soaked servos slowly slide into her spark chamber, and then with his palm, he began to squeeze her spark slowly. Not to break it, but to cause her extensive and extreme agony.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 15, 2015 14:06:32 GMT
Astrinal grew furious. Wanting to lash out of these minds and rip the already detailess face off Vos's helm. While she watched Vos rip her interiors apart, Astrinal knew something was wrong. Not the fact that her spark was visible, but something else was happening. Surely, she guessed correct, since she began to slowly choke on her own life bloods. It wasn't sudden, but it was slow and painful. What was worse? Vos squeezing her spark. Astrinal's released a small angry groan, still attempting to maintain a tough-girl additude.
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Post by Vos on Mar 15, 2015 14:46:01 GMT
Vos wanted to snicker an encouragement to her to keep up her little tough as nails act as he proceeded to squeeze the spark harder and harder.
"You know Astrinal, I truly wonder if the Autobots were sending you here to be of use, or just because you were expendable enough to." Vos said, as if he were referring to the weather. With more of her energon leaking out, she would no doubt be losing even more strength. He was slightly shocked she wasn't in a small little black out time by now. Nonetheless, he would let her receive more pain. Vos had stopped ripping her apart, or at least, he had stopped with her chest.
"I wonder...the spark is a truly strange thing if you ask me. It holds much potential...for everything." Vos trailed off. He let the blood churn and spark squeeze continue, "You know, if I cut off some of your frontal lobe in your brain module, I could make you completely docile, since that controls aggressive feeling...yes, that would break you just nicely." Vos trailed off, as his face goes a little close to hers,
"But remember Astrinal. I don't want you broken. Yet. I hope you keep pushing through this until the only thing left in your mind is to push through. Then after that, things will only excel." He said, then slipped an electrical knife into her throat, around where her voice box was. He let the knife dispense 500 volts upon the voice box, as he went to the arm which he had destroyed her servo. Her energon dripped fluently from it, the split in half servo unable to function. Vos looked at the servo for a moment, as if considering a few things as Astrinal's pain went up yet another notch.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Mar 16, 2015 14:00:36 GMT
"I- sent- my bloody- self." Astrinal managed to choke out through all of the pain. She too wondered how she'd lasted for this long. She assumed it was due to her experience with the DJD. Astrinal did seem to become weaker, but was still awake.
And hell, the knife woke her up.
Astrinal's back arched again in pain, which Astrinal released a somewhat mix of a groan of anger and a wheeze. Astrinal was soon to pass out- or go unconscious. But it wasn't going to be very fast.
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Post by Vos on Mar 16, 2015 14:18:10 GMT
Vos's control hadn't been placed to the highest setting, so he simply kept his knife where it was. He let go of it, as he resumed a standing position, letting his devices just stay put for a moment, as he looked at his work on the femme. "You sent yourself Astrinal? I hope that your friends will realize that it was foolish to ever come here. When I'm don't with you Astrinal...I'm thinking of using your body as bait for them. Then I'll just watch as I let a small device which I shall plant shortly in you go off." Vos said, as a kid mumbles to himself just loudly enough for someone else to here as he thinks about how to modify a train set before him.
Vos lifted his remote, setting the blood churning to the highest setting. Astral may have been a tough femme, but the pressure of all the combined elements of her torture would send her fading off sooner or later. Even if she didn't black out, her wounds would be enough to slip into a temporary stasis.
"This little gadget won't be something to kill them. No. It will be meant to stun them. Then as they are paralyzed, I will butcher them all. Maybe, just maybe, you will stay alive just long enough to watch me take away from you the only people who might give a scrap of care." Vos said musingly, his form completely to her side save his servo, which still clutched her spark. He slowly brought his servo up, the squeezing action made to force her back to arch, and remain arched so that he would be literally forcing her to hold still as he examined her like a messy specimen.
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