Shockwave
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Post by Shockwave on Jan 8, 2015 0:47:07 GMT
Located in one of the farther corner districts of the Nemesis, the massive facility is the prime center location Shockwave works to conduct his various experiments and research. The laboratory is shielded by a heavy triple plated reinforced bulkhead, blocking any attempts to enter. The outside has a build in wireless scanner that detects incoming presences that try to enter. Access is voice activated and requires a code to be placed inside an attached console on the entrance. Failure to transmit exact voice control and enter a valid passcode rejects any authorization inside the facility.
The area is made up of a large research and data analysis station, an operation room, specimen locker hold in, experimental room and a manufacturing process room. Any attempts to break in will immediately result for security systems to activate, likely resulting in usage of deadly force, prohibiting the release of insecticons and if needed, chemical weaponry.
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Shockwave
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Post by Shockwave on Jan 17, 2015 17:10:55 GMT
As sounds of echoing pede steps filled the hallways, the purple one crimson optic trundled towards the path of his newly installed laboratory, proceeding to the front entrance to speak in his recognition voice, as well as placing an access code through the door.
"Designation Shockwave."
As all system controls fully verified it was the scientist himself, the heavily reinforced bulkheads slide open to his presence. Entering, the entrance doors closed shut behind him. Shockwave quickly took sight of the large glassed container filled with the yellow liquid substance, the same one he had instructed for vehicons to place carefully inside his facility. Inside that pod was the predacon himself, currently in the early stages of development. He now desired to exhilarate its growth, needing to see for himself how its might would match against the Autobot forces.
Sauntering to the computer console, he used his servo to grab the fossilized Predacon bone from his waist, letting the console make a full scan to analyze the cyber nucleic acid. Certain that he needed more strands of CNA, he immediately went to work in manufacturing the genetic code for his new biological creation. While doing so, he would have process tubes send out special energon fluids, cased with the CNA molecules inside the Predacon's container pod. The estimated calculated time for the specimen to be able fully functional and mobile was between the range of four to ten earth hours.
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Post by Not-Predaking on Jan 17, 2015 17:38:44 GMT
The beast within twitched in response to the addition of Energon, it's still forming motors and hinges unable to do anything more advanced, while the many exposed power lines running across it's body began to glow. On the outside, the creature appeared to be in the foetal position, under developed claws resting next to an oversized head. The extended back strut swayed from side to side below it's main bulk, curling slightly and resting against the bottom of the tank. It's long neck was curved around in a perfect U-turn, allowing it's head to rest near it's glowing chest as it continued to grow slowly. The main plates covering it's frame were small and flexible, allowing them to gradually increase in size and mold to the desired shape of it's CNA. Every now and again, a small batch of bubbles would escape from it's partially opened jaws, shooting up the length of the tank and disappearing once they reached the surface of the yellow liquid.
Within the creature's mind, which was still plastic and deciding on what functions were to be controlled manually, a consciousness was forming. Unable to fully understand what was going on around it, the stream of data being fed through it's banks due to the, ''borrowed'' CNA gave way to natural instinct. These primal and bred reactions, told the beast to remain still. It didn't know why, or really care why, but it followed these hard wired directives without a second thought, mainly because that neural pathway was being used by something else at the time... Still a long way from full consciousness, able to think and act on it's own decisions, the young protoform merely focused itself on growing. It's prime directive was to hunt after all, and one couldn't do that while the size of a test tube...
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Shockwave
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Post by Shockwave on Jan 18, 2015 1:44:41 GMT
Nine Earth hours passed and now, it was fully clear to Shockwave, the time to unleash the Predacon was upon him. The specimen had grown exponentially since he had last inserted it a new strand of CNA from its fallen ancestors. He doubled checked all of his analysis data, the beast was primed in its full development, clearly seen now that it was nearly twice as big since the beginning of the day, likely movement was going to be very difficult in such a small container now, it would surely soon mean that it will try to break out of its pod. Making certain that the beast would be under control and know whose its master, Shockwave began to press several control systems, sending electrical power waves through the tubes that lead to the glass container. The current would in a way awaken the Predacon's consciousness.
Within seconds, the yellow liquid fluids inside the glass would slowly start to sink down, eventually disappearing. The purple mech himself trundled to the new biological weapon, watching as the glassed screen slid up to the top, allowing for the beast to sprawl and stretch its wings out. The logical choice now was for him to present the quoted ultimate Autobot hunter to the troops on the skydeck.
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Post by Not-Predaking on Jan 18, 2015 3:12:22 GMT
Over the many hours, the beast's formerly flexible plating had hardened, bulking up and extending into large sections of armour. Resulting in the creation of a massive form of dark brown and silver, it filled almost every inch within the pod, it's massive limbs pressing up against the thick glass that surrounded it. It's long tail was curled around itself about four times, still having to snake back up the side of the pod to fit comfortably. With it's huge, silver claws held just below it's head, which surprising hadn't grown much in it's time spent within the pod, the sharp digits twitched slightly from time to time. The many joints, fully formed and ready for the many activates they would be put through, were constricted to slight movements and the occasional rotation.
But as the waves of electricity surged through him, awakening him from his slumber and causing him to sharply open his bright yellow optics. The bright lights around him were blinding at first, but he soon adapted and took in the world before him. He seemed to be floating in something, it was warm and felt quite relaxing to be in, if a little tight from the round walls encasing him. Instinct decided on his next move, slowly leaning his head back, no easy task thanks to how bent it already was, he swiftly swung it forward and delivered a head-butt to the glass pressing against him. Cracking the reinforced structure exceedingly easily, allowing a few streams of liquid to flow out of the pod, the Predacon reeled back for another strike. But as he swung forward, the goo-like substance around him flowed away, disappearing through newly opened vents in the floor. With his yellow optics darting in their sockets as he observed the changes around him, the Predacon's attention was suddenly drawn to the receding glass, lowering down and allowing cool air to rush over his wet frame.
Falling forward and extending his forelimbs, the massive dragon landed with four heavy thuds against the lab's floor. Uncurling his tail and extending it out to it's full length, easily reaching the other side of the lab, the beast slowly lifted it's head. Taking up the iconic pose, he looked about the room around him, everything a new and interesting find. But soon his optics settled on the most interesting thing of all. Slowly lowering his head down, the appendage itself towering over the object in question, the Predacon locked his optics on Shockwave. He slowly moved his head around his creators frame, inspecting every inch of it before returning to that large red optic at the top of his body. Letting out a few inquisitive chirps, each sounding like it could turn into a growl, he held eye contact as he stepped forward. The action in of itself was like a orchestra of different sounds, claws grinding against metal as motors and hinges hummed, roared and cracked into life, propelling the creature forward off the remains of the pod and fully onto the white floor before it.
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Shockwave
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Post by Shockwave on Jan 18, 2015 4:11:54 GMT
Shockwave approached his creation without any caution, or fear, raising his arm to place his servo on the side of its thick plated neck. Similar like a human would to its pet, he stroked the predacon gently at that particular point just as a way to have the beast relaxed and calm. He was already certain it would be under his control, but he just wanted for it to know he mean't no harm towards it.
After a few nano clicks, he turned around and trundled back to his manufacturing work area and console, reaching out to grab a certain containment mixture with various energon bled out from several Autobots with his sharpened digits. As a whole, he knew he could have the Predacon's adapted sense sniff out their enemies and track them with ease. Returning to face back towards him, he reached out with his servo to present the fresh energon source, letting its natural abilities take in the sent. He was contemplating if now was a reasonable time to release the creature to see the full extent of its strength against the Autobot forces, he did actually want to let it have a small time to take in its surroundings and actually realize it was a living creature brought to this world. Due to the total cataclysmic event that had claimed the life's of all his ancestors, he was all but certain the Decepticons would be in awe when they see the creature alive.
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Post by Not-Predaking on Jan 18, 2015 5:08:52 GMT
The Predacon nosily observed the smaller mech, watching as he strolled up to him and placed a servo against his neck plating. Slightly moving his large appendage away, he eventually leaned into the servo with half closed optics. The new sensation was very relaxing, like he was being powered down and being placed into light recharge. Letting out a low purr, even something as gentle as that sounding like it could turn on a dime, he lifted his helm slightly as the mech withdrew his servo. Watching with a tilted gaze as he moved over to a desk of some sort, his optics caught something bright blue being picked up and brought over to him, shielded from his gaze by the scientist's servo. Moving his large head back slightly to get a better look at the object as it was lifted to him.
Instantly he new what it was, he didn't know how, or much less care, he leaned in and scanned the jar of Energon. His optics began to glow much brighter than normal, a loud data-gathering hum filling the room as he read the genetic make-up of the small sample. After a couple seconds of scanning, he suddenly threw his head back and released a massive roar. With his bottom jaw splitting apart and mandibles splayed open, the literal ground shacking roar that erupted from the beast's throat was enough to catch the attention of many a patrolling Vehicon. Lowering his massive head, his yellow optics settled on the large bulk-head door a mere couple feet in front of him. Letting out another, lesser roar, he charged forward.
Completely taken over by primal instincts, he cared little to nothing for what he knocked over as he lowered his head like a battering ram. Impacting against the wall for a door with a colossal bang, the Predacon reeled back, leaving behind a ever so slight dent in the door. Staggering back slowly as he shook his head, the beast suddenly lifted his gaze to the door. Narrowing his optics in anger, primal rage began to bowl deep within his spark, urging him, commanding him to destroy the thing that stopped him from hunting. Splitting apart two thick plates on his chest, revealing a bright yellow circle, a large orange glow quickly travelled up his long throat, disappearing just behind his head as the beast let out a growl. Whipping his neck sharply, his jaws split apart in two places as a sold jet of fire erupted from his intake. Hitting the door and fanning out in a spectacular manner, anything around or remotely near the door would quickly begin to droop, turned to slag in only a matter of seconds, while the door itself remained perfectly fine, aside from glowing.
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Jan 18, 2015 5:49:48 GMT
A comm is heard on a secure Decepticon frequency... A familiar voice is heard... The voice is very calm and sounds amused with the world than anything else
' Shockwave! Hey it's me, Backbeat... I'm calling from the pod crash site... You where right to call me in... Anyway, I assume you no doubt are breaking some law of nature as we speak... But me, Nevermore, and the Autobots here want to invite you to a little surprise party... Well a surprise for THEM, anyway... You get a plus one as well.... OH! And make sure to bring lots of cake and gifts for our guests! '
The voice adds after some whispering
'Oh... And Nevermore wants a rocket lancher, and some more knives for cutting cake and Autobots... See you there! HA HA HA...'
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Shockwave
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Post by Shockwave on Jan 18, 2015 17:36:20 GMT
Shockwave did not reply to Backbeat, their was no need to, he was about to send in his new secret weapon to the battlefield. How foolish of him, he should have allowed the creature to sprawl in a different location, not aboard the Nemesis, especially in his own main laboratory of all places. Knowing that the predacon was overtaken by pure instinct, the purple mech run over to his control panel, pressing down coordinates to Texas and opening a groundbridge right in front of the beast as he would know that it would no doubt try to make another head on charge to the entrance doorway. He knew once the Predacon was there, it would only attack the scent of Autobot forces, he made sure while he was detailing its genetic code that it would see Decepticons as those that mean't no harm.
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Post by Not-Predaking on Jan 18, 2015 18:25:01 GMT
Reeling back his head after a considerable amount of fire had passed through his jaws, the Predacon's yellow optics widened as the door remained perfectly intact, save for charring. Letting out a roar of frustration, he slowly backed away. Digging his claws into the ground, leaving deep scratch marks as he went, he backed up until his tail reached the other end of the lap before charging forward again. With a throaty growl following him as he went, he lowered his horned head again and prepared to force the door open. He could foresee himself leaving a dent in the door, just wide enough for him to force his claws in-between the seam and force open the locks, breaking them in a fit of primal rage, brought on by his need to hunt...
But his plan didn't exactly go as previously thought, a very odd noise rang out in front of him, causing him to lift his helm as he continued to charge. What greeted his optics both confused him and amazed him. A mess of different colours, all swirling around in a vortex of sensory input. Slowly slightly, he found himself unable to stop as he charged through the portal. Disappearing in a flash of light, the roar of a very surprised Predacon echoed out from the tear in space, filling the lab despite being in another plain of existence...
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Post by Shockwave on Jan 19, 2015 16:12:38 GMT
A short while after the Predacon's rampage, the purple mech was busy making repairs to walls, along with the small assistance of some programmed drones. He had verified that their was sensitive material that was effected as a result of his new specimen. Coating the walls with new sheets of cool metal, the melted and scorched metal was soon quickly replaced around the door. Never again was he going to allow the beast to roam freely in his laboratory, especially not letting its instincts take over like the scent of the bled Autobot energon in such an enclosed space.
Once all the repairs were finished, he made sure the worker drones made last check ups for anymore unknown damages, before he exited the facility.
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Thunderwave
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Post by Thunderwave on Jan 26, 2015 22:50:27 GMT
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Post by Shockwave on Jan 28, 2015 2:08:37 GMT
Everything was in assortment, all sensitive material, chemical compounds, surgical equipment, electronic devices and various projects were all sorted and prepared for usage, now he only required for a living test experimental subject. Not only was Gearchange going to have the satisfaction of becoming a Decepticon, his chassis would be used as the benefit and contribution for his science. Pressing one of his sharp digits on the controls, Shockwave activated and allowed for the heavily reinforced bulkhead doors to slide open, ready to welcome his special patient. Having acknowledged Kick-Start's comm frequency, the purple mech already ordered for a restraint berth to be hauled into the brig, where Gearchange would be set down and transported to his laboratory. His gathered predicted spectrum analysis seemed to have been in error, the Autobot did not struggle in any attempts on escaping, perhaps he had indeed finally accepted his fate.
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Post by Kick-Start on Jan 28, 2015 2:28:34 GMT
Kick-Start swept into Shockwave's lab - perhaps a little too confidently considering it wasn't her room, but behind her there were three Vehicons escorting Gearchange. Most of his body had been repaired; the main exception was the legs.
He was securely restrained to the hover-berth.
"Lord Shockwave," she promptly bowed to him, "A delivery. The Maximus has been repaired to your satisfaction. I have taken the liberty of temporarily deactivating his weapons, a task neither of your Mercenaries troubled themselves to do."
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Jan 28, 2015 5:45:40 GMT
A message is then heard on a secure Decepticon frequency
' Shockwave... Do hope I'm not interrupting anything... HA... Can't even say that without laughing... Got news for you. That pod you wanted searched had an Apocalypticon in it... Also your new "pet" is wrecking what passes for a "Prime" in this dull little universe... '
He adds
' I also sent you an Autobot prisoner, sitting in the brig, bleeding as we speak... I would suggest sending a doctor down there, or a vehicon with a mop... Enjoy! HA HA HA... '
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Post by Kick-Start on Jan 28, 2015 13:14:31 GMT
Kick-Start straightens and looks up at Shockwave, an eager smile on her face.
"Lord Shockwave. Since you will be... operating on the Maximus, I was inclined to offer my abilities within your Laboratory. Can I best serve you by being here, or going to the Brig?"
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Post by Gearchange on Jan 28, 2015 22:10:18 GMT
Gearchange remained perfectly calm as he was wheeled in. Whether it was him preparing to fight the reprogramming or just accept tthe fact that he couldn't do anything. He was in no condition to figjt back
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Post by Shockwave on Jan 28, 2015 23:27:10 GMT
:: Affirmative, Backbeat. I will allow the prisoner to bleed out from his wounds only that he may proceed to enter stasis. ::
Commanding the three vehicons to move the hover berth across his lab facility, they made way inside the operation room where the procedure for his experiments will take place. Trundling behind, he grabbed a shock collar off from the work desk, pressing it around Gearchange's neck, analyzing to make sure it was correctly placed onto him. Now that the procedure could begin, the purple mech shifted his frame to look at Kick-Start with his lone crimson optic.
"Negative, I submit to take this operation in solitude. I ask you return to the medical facility and confirm to see if any new arriving patients have entered."
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Post by Kick-Start on Jan 28, 2015 23:35:10 GMT
"Yes, Lord Shockwave," Kick-Start bowed again and left.
She headed for the Med-Bay.
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Post by Gearchange on Jan 29, 2015 0:02:13 GMT
Gearchange tilts his head over to look around the laboratory. The collar was tight... no doubt it was to be used when he was a decepticon
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