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Post by Stormcutter on Feb 2, 2015 17:45:00 GMT
Panacea nodded as Sidewind spoke. Stormcutter eyed the fire that was burning through the cornfield next to them. He prepped his fire suppressing foam pump in case it decided to draw near them.
"Ah, yeah we arrived here ourselves not long ago. Glad to run into another Cybteronian though! Even if you are a rogue. But hey, who am I to judge? I just rescue and repair others."
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Post by Sidewind & Sparkline on Feb 2, 2015 17:53:30 GMT
He smirked as he spoke Sounds like an autobot job.
He armed his path blaster checking its power surges. He deactivate it as he checks his repeater as he tweets it as well. An apache. Flew above them as he scanned it and let if fly by. He spigot extra weapons from such. Missiles and a heavy chain gun.
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Post by Backbeat on Feb 2, 2015 18:05:41 GMT
(Backbeat, if you want to say that Lightracer was picked up by the tractor beam/came with us somehow, you're more than welcome to.) Stormcutter noticed the company and armed his repeaters. He moved the guns on their swivels and took aim at the following gunships. He fired at them as soon as they were in range, though he attempted to pick up the pace and outrun them. "Earth, though currently you're being kinda sorta rescued. These human were trying to capture you and haul you away. My name's Panacea and the one carrying us to safety is my twin Stormcutter. What's your name?"Panacea chatted as she brought her Energon repair ray to the forefront and used it on Sidewind. Giving him a boost of energy and repairing any minor wounds he sustained. She didn't say it aloud, but she hated the tractor beam since she didn't physically feel like she was being carried. ((sure)) Lightracer looks around... Moving at high speeds like a humming bird Lightracer: HateHumansTheyAreSlowAndAnnoying...
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Post by Sidewind & Sparkline on Feb 2, 2015 19:00:56 GMT
He seemed puzzled at lightracer's comment as he didn't know what humans are. What are... Humans? he tweaked his vehicle weapons during this.
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Post by Backbeat on Feb 2, 2015 20:30:10 GMT
Lightracer looks at the other decepticon
Lightracer: SlowLittleCreatures...
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Feb 2, 2015 22:46:29 GMT
((@everyone: Sooo I'd assume everyone hit the road XD))
The fire was no problem for Stormgear, who transformed into her Dune Buggy alternative mode and trailed the small convoy of decepticons. At first, she didn't know what drew her to such curiosity, which she stumbled around in her helm for an excuse. But overall, she didn't have an excuse, but small interest. Maybe when I had my throat blown up, I realized that following a convoy of decepticons was a good idea.. she thought sarcastically. Stormgear didn't have a problem keeping up, but a dunebuggy? In the middle of Kansas? That was bound to stick out, right?
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Post by Vos on Feb 3, 2015 0:34:14 GMT
'Stick out' the Alternate mode did indeed. It was obvious to any onlooker, that the vehicle was out of place. Two hollow red optics glared from the sidelines, watching, and waiting. The thin and spiky figure turned his helm to look at his partner, none other then a vehicon elite called 'Cut-Up.' Or that's what the vehicons said was his name. Cut-Up looked back to Vos, and nodded. The silent communication meant that there would be backing up on both parts. It had taken time, but Vos had replaced his T-cog with Halberd's, and now he could at long last transform. He did so quietly, his parts twisting and connecting together, to form a large and long barrels sniper rifle, that held more power and range behind it then a Nucleon Charge Rifle.
Vos had recently enjoyed working alone, but thanks to a particular nephew, he had decided that back up would be handy. Cut-Up knew his target, so quietly the elite peered through Vosses scope, honing in on Stormgear's back tires. Cut-Up pulled Vosses trigger once, knowing that the power behind the rifle would most likely go through the tire, and into more of the small little dune buggy. Cut-Up repeated the action with Stormgear;s front tires, as to cripple her entirely with his precision shots.
Vos himself hadn't been used in such a way for a long time, but didn't want to destroy Stomrgear from a distance entirely. It would be more of a pleasure to clive her lights out while she looked up at him in terror. Vos cocked himself, and let Cut-Up keep a steady aim on the blue and yellow dune buggy.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Feb 3, 2015 0:54:40 GMT
The last thing Stormgear would have expected was for her tire to pop. At first, she considered that she'd ran over a sharp object, which made her loose control over her own alternative mode for a second. That ounce of consideration immediately vanished when her front tire popped, which she lost control entirely. To avoid crashing into a farmhouse, Stormgear transformed into her short alternative form and stopped. She stood up, then looked around for the source of the attacker. Then, looking down to the ground, she spotted one of the larger modeled bullets from Vos's sniper rifle, which she knelt back down to pick up. Instantly, she immediately recognized the type of ammo, which various situations, calculations, and theories scrambled back and fourth through her processor.
Instantly knowing what kind of trouble she was in, she looked up in surprise and an ounce of fear, which she looked for a place to hide. Her first place, the cornfields. Run. She thought. Turning and storing the bullet in her subspace, she began to run as fast as she could for the cornfields, which was across the street.
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Post by Vos on Feb 3, 2015 1:10:35 GMT
Vos had seen many pitiful things in his lifetime, and he had seen many mechs and femmes scream, beg, and whimper like sparklings at the vicious forms of torture he performed on them. Nothing, however, compared to how pitiful this femme ran in fear, and how she ran for the Cornfields...she was around sixteen to eighteen feet, and though she was small, she was still able to be seen quite clearly in the fields. Vos would have let out a small chuckle, should he have possessed a mouth in his alternate mode. He had to keep anyways however, for the femme was on the move.
Accuracy was not a problem however, considering the mech who was at the trigger, and considering that Vos could actually guid the vehicons arms and take shots himself. The vehicon was actually doing very little work, that was until back up arrived. Until then, Vos was granted the pleasure of playing his game. The femme was an open target as she dashed, perhaps she was a fast runner, but every sniper was able to get a clear shot unless their target performed a zig-zag formation type of running. Even then, finer marksmen could hit their target. Since Vos was a sniper rifle, he had been wise enough to study and practice aiming in his past, so following the little scared femme's movements was as easy as following up behind a crawling baby, and then picking the little yapper up. In Vosses case, it was shooting.
Again, Vosses trigger was pulled, this time carefully aimed for the upper part of Stomrgear's back, and then Vos fired his silenced shot again, now his target being Stormgear's thigh. Perhaps it was hard to aim for considering it was moving, but Vos was a skilled marksmen along with his vehicon, and Vos was smart enough to fire another shot for Stomrgear's thighs after he was cocked.
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Post by Sidewind & Sparkline on Feb 3, 2015 1:15:03 GMT
Hearing the rifle fire,. Sidewind's wrist opened up. A bit buggy he did a stratigic analysis. It opens a small field around him much like x-Ray, but he can't tell which side is which. He saw little lines coming from a distance. He also saw a buggy and wheel marks, even the crashed barn house. He looks back at the group of three and did a minor salute and said I bid you all... A fare well. Thanks for the rescue. And an energon boost. He had then transformed. An Beige and red Apache seemed out of place. Since it was heading for a cornfield of sorts nearly above a buggy. It didn't seem hostile. (Also he figured someone else was there. Because. Well, a sniper shot or something . )
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Feb 3, 2015 1:21:35 GMT
Stormgear had done the stupidest thing, running like she did. The first sniper shot made dead connection into her backplate, which made her stumble. Followed up was the shot to her thigh, which grounded her for a near second. Immediately knowing she was in danger, Stormgear portalled into the cornfield, which she ducked down a bit and tried her hardest to move deeper into the patch. For any sniper, this would have been their worst nightmare. Since Stormgear was 15ft. tall, and the grass was 10 or so feet, ducking down made her disappear into the large field of crops. Stormgear was bleeding a little, which she spotted trees in the distance. Her goal: the hills. The treeline itself was around a half a mile, which wasn't to far if you were a transformers. You get there, hide, and call for help. she thought. Then you know what to do.
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Post by Sidewind & Sparkline on Feb 3, 2015 1:30:58 GMT
Having lost the mystery cybertronian in the cornfield. Nearby Stormgear he turned out alt mode smashing the ground with heavy winds looking around hugging his helm as he looked around once again as he kneeled down and fixed up his analysis scanner. As he looked around again.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Feb 3, 2015 1:54:41 GMT
((*Waits for Vos*))
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Post by Vos on Feb 3, 2015 2:00:26 GMT
((GTG after this post))
The femme had sunken down into the cornfield, as to shield herself. It had taken her long enough to realize how foolish her maneuver had been. However, her plans for evasion were still ineffective. While Vos could not visually see her, his ally Cut-Up could simply allow his visor to sweep the area, and find her life signature. She was in the cornfield alright. Thanks to a recent upgrade, Vos was able to switch his scope and his own vision to a heat signature detector, or as many called it, heat vision. Cut-Up simply kept his visor gazing through the eye of the now adjusted scope, and he found his target soon enough. It was a day with cool winds, and the helicopter which was not far off helped make more winds, so finding Stormgear again was not a trouble.
Corn, not being a rock solid matter, would be easy to shoot through. It was simple science. Vos again took calculated aim, this time deciding to just focus his line of sniping on her side. He aimed, and Cut-Up fired once, twice, thrice at the side of the little femme. Her slow movement did not help the situation, but she managed to get behind a slow incline which made it harder to see her. Vosses gun mode was extremely powerful, but shooting through dirt wouldn’t help him in his small errand to collect the lost doll.
Cut-Up made it his duty to move to the side, putting Vos down, pointing his barrel to the ground. The vehicon moved sideways away from the hill, as to get an angle on Stormgear and keep sniping her. Getting her alive may prove to be tricky, however, with that will of hers.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Feb 3, 2015 2:11:39 GMT
Two of the three shots hit home, which the third missed due to Stormgear throwing herself to the ground. The bullets had hit a weak spot in her armor, which energon oozed and dripped from the two holes. Stormgear groaned in pain, but managed to push herself up weakly and continue running. by now, she had a quarter of a mile left, and the trees were beginning to grow. Speed, that's all she needed to rely on now. It was only a matter of time before she could call for help. Using her portal ability, she portalled to the side to hopefully throw Vos off target.
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Post by Sidewind & Sparkline on Feb 3, 2015 2:20:50 GMT
Sidewind hearing more shots Sidewind ducks down and after fixing the analysis ray as a bright glow comes up. Finding a small wreckage from his pod next to him find one healing drone. Too damaged to heal constantly. The glow may have attracted the sniper as Sidewind attempts to update himself and loads the World Wide Web so he knows much more as he attempts to find a database beacon. Drawing more attention via signal.
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Post by Vos on Feb 3, 2015 13:59:21 GMT
Cut-Up kept peeking through the scope of Vos, and watched as Stormgear made her way to the hill, via portal. Her heat appeared suddenly on the ground, quite far away from her previous position. Cut-Up set Vos down, and then let the mech transform back into his robot form. Vos silently looked at Cut-Up, giving him a hand signal, and the vehicon nodded. None of the Decepticon bothered to take a peak at the neutral, since they were here for Stormgear exclusively. So far, she seemed to be quite wounded.
Vos drew his heavy pistol, and then ran off to the hills, deciding to circle around to get to Stromgear. Using his 'face' in this instance to guide him to her heat signature, Vos found it easy to circle around. He was quite far from Stormgear's location, but if he circled around, he could come the front, and confront her directly, and then get to her via surprise.
Meanwhile, Cut-Up mad his own move, following the sieltn signal closely. Transforming into his jet-like car alternate mode, Cut-Up surged forward, using his own technology to locate the small femme. Unlike Vos, Cut-Up used a more basic form of approaching the matter at hand; signatures. Stomrgear was practically the only Autobot in the area, and so latching onto her was also easy. Cut-Up flew from his post, gaining on Stormgear quickly. Being an elite vehicon, Cut-Up had packed plenty of other weapons. From the low flying aircraft's wing stems, unfolded two triangular standard blasters, set for stun. Cut-Up was gaining fast, but he was nearing Stormgear rapidly. He commenced firing when he was still a little ways off, but he did so, aiming for her not only to perhaps scare her more, but to possibly get the job done sooner.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Feb 3, 2015 14:06:56 GMT
Bleep Bleep Bleeeeeeppppp
Two signals. That's what read on Stormgear's scanners. And what sucked was they were both Decepticon. She had guessed It was just Vos, but there had been a detail she had forgotten. Who was holding him? The thought scared her. There wasn't just Vos, but someone else. Stormgear portalled off once again, which she found herself at the cornfield's end. She burst out as fast as she could, moving quite fast for a wounded techy. But not to fast. Cut-up was close enough to be heard, which she ran for the forest faster than she could ever run trying. No, she wouldn't be captured again. No, to many things went south last time, she didn't want that again.
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Post by Vos on Feb 3, 2015 14:24:16 GMT
Vos was now at an angle where he calculated if he went straight forward silently, he would be able to run in and approach Stomrgear--even after she portalled. Vos sighed, it would seem that his college was getting most of the fun. He went into a sprint, running straight for Stomrgear. She was not in range, and in fact quite far off, thanks to her seemingly new ability. Vos engaged in his sprint quietly however, his light frame allowing him to not make that much noise as he dashed for the femme whom he had targeted.
Cut-Up, however, was easily able to reach Stomrgear. As she bottled from behind him, telling Cut-Up's scanners where she was, Cut-Up piloted himself directly upwards, and began to perform a tight loop before he transformed back into robot mode, completing twisting and shifting himself back into a vehicon when he hit the ground, facing DStormgear once again. She was running in such a way that Cut-Up knew that Vos had it in for her. Cut-Up did feel a pang of sorrow for the femme, since if she was caught, she had a very bad condition to endure. Orders were orders however, and with the thoughts he had skimmed over in an instant, gone, Cut-Up pointed his EMP basters, now on his arms due to transformation, at the femme, and ran for her as he fired at her, aiming for her back, or her helm, or her legs. Anything he could hit. He had a rapid fire adjustment with his EMP weapon, and thus he fired for the femme, attempting to hit her wherever he could.
Stomrgear's portal behind him had caused the distance between them to decrease, and her painful running with her small feet were hopeless in an all out run with the twenty six foot Cut-Up. He gained on her still, despite the previous change of direction, aiming and shooting for her relentlessly.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Feb 3, 2015 14:48:00 GMT
So her theory had been correct, there was two of them. Being injured and outnumbered, Stormgear wouldn't be able to fight in an open field. The forest was her only option of escaping, or even surviving. Primus, how did they even find her? She'd only been in Kansas for ten minutes. Cut-Up's shots made contact with her backplate, which she stumbled. Portal off, into the trees, now. Using her ability, she made a portal right underneath her. While falling through, one of Cut-up's bullets nailed her in the back of the neck, which a small bubble of a cry erupted before the portal closed.
Landing on the soft ground of the forest, Stormgear groaned in agony. She was laying down, about a half mile from the tree line. Energon pooled underneath her servo, which was clamped on her side. Was this how Vos wanted her to be? A wounded little toy that he could easily claim? He knew of her large amount of will and fighting, and by wounding her, did he really think it would stop her. I'll have to get up, and fight. she thought. No doubt.
Using a tree to pull herself up, Stormgear drew her shortsword and electro rifle. She'd have to use the tree as support, or until she ran again.
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