The Pet
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Post by The Pet on May 13, 2015 17:08:35 GMT
The Pet ignored Vos's treat, since Tarn had arrived. She walked closer, sniffing his form. Energon, oil, the slight lingering smell of fluid from a Transformation Cog, yes... This was definitely Tarn. She looked to him, tilting her head sideways. She didn't understand most of his words, his eloquent speech out of her understanding of their language. The turbofox stepped back a few paces, in case he wished to walk around.
Odd-faced master here. Is hunt time?
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Post by Sparkspray (Kaon) on May 13, 2015 19:02:24 GMT
Kaon smiled as he saw Tarn arrive. Finally the DJD was whole again. He held the energon covered T-cog in his servo, it was Skyspray's. As his pet came back to him he knelt down, stroking her calmly with the servo that didn't hold the T-cog. "My performance report is ready sir, along with all the others that were due in your absence. Kaon wasn't a brownnose, ok he was for some part, but hey, he wanted to impress his leader.
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Post by Breech Loader on May 13, 2015 22:06:09 GMT
Hotwire and Breech arrive on the Skydeck.
She spots the DJD grouping and heads straight for them, ready to inform them of new orders - specifically, the new arrival on the List.
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on May 13, 2015 23:12:33 GMT
A groundbridge opens and Tallymark walks through, and he appears to be dragging something behind him...
Tallymark: Apologies for the wait Vos. Had a few other points to collect... SCORES to settle and a tally to keep.
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Starscream
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Post by Starscream on May 13, 2015 23:53:06 GMT
The sound of a roaring twin engine could be heard off in the distance as a fighter jet marked with two Decepticon insignias on its wings approached the Nemesis, amplifying the noise as it drew closer. It was none other then the infamous Seeker, Starscream. Hovering above the main deck, he converted into his robot form, touching the floor with a small thud of his peds. How long has it been exactly? One earth month? Perhaps even more. He was bound to be in trouble with Shockwave for being absent for so long. Well, who cares, his ambitions were far more important and always came first above all else for him. The air commander glanced with his pair of red optics, shifting his helm around from left to right to see if anyone was present in the near vicinity. As he begun to walk across the deck, he started to go through some thoughts for his absence to make up a perfect excuse. After all, lying was one of his best traits.
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Post by Breech Loader on May 14, 2015 0:09:10 GMT
"Ha ha, your hilarity certainly knows its bounds, Tally," Hotwire tells him without the slightest trace of humour, "Boys, I have orders from Backbeat. You've got somebody new to add to the List, eh?"
"It's Dark Mercy - also known as Gearchange," Breech continues easily, "I guess his treachery of treachery hasn't gone unnoticed. It's gonna be freaking hilarious. We're serious here!"
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Skywarp
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Post by Skywarp on May 14, 2015 19:09:34 GMT
Skywarp appeared onto the deck in a flash of purple, grinning. Ignoring the gathered DJD and Hotwire, Skywarp sprinted through the crowd, vaulting off the side of the Nemesis. All was silent, until the roar of engines was heard as a jet blasted back upwards, snaring a quick turn and flying off. Being on the boring old Nemesis with nothing to blast was dull.
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Vos
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Post by Vos on May 15, 2015 10:00:48 GMT
Tarn had been awaiting his team, but, as he expected, they arrived just as promptly as he had called them. Still, there was some level of disappointment with just how they trudged themselves along. They were separated, one by one arriving at different times. What had caused the band to be in different locations? Tarn had told them to always be mindful and diligent with keeping together. They were few- a set of five ruthless cleaners for the Decepticons- and even though exceptional at their job they still had limitations and should the right hit come they could be annihilated. That was why they never separated, never disbanded and stuck together like glue. But, Tarn supposed it was his fault for that since he had left and pretty much had them running their own show. He was disappointed in reports, but there was time for that matter to be addressed later. For now it was time to reacquaint himself with his crew. Standing on the furthest end of the skydeck, off to the shadows, Tarn slowly emerged with his servos locked together behind his back. He moved slowly, staring the four down - five with the adorable little pet tagging along- and looked them over. They were WRECKS! The closer he got, the more unkempt they looked. Really, they couldn't even maintain themselves if he were not riding their afts to keep things moving like a well oiled machine? "My beloved DJD, how I have missed your company." He looked to the ones holding T-Cogs and his optics lowered behind his faceplate. So, they had brought gifts? Once more he looked them over, catching their optics. "I expect that you all have kept up with performance reports in my absence, yes? I do expect those at some point this cycle. For now, it seems I have to get everyone in order. What has been happening while I was away?" Vos continued to pet the sparkeater, until the turbo fox turned its head to look upon the approaching figure. Vos too switched his helm around to gaze upon where the pet made optic contact. It was Tarn. By Primus and everything holy, it was Tarn. Vos would have raised his optic ridges if he had had any, but instead his mask portrayed an unreadable expression, as he focused his line of vision on the towering mech. Vos arrised from his position, and waited patiently for what Kaon and Tarn had to say. Kaon. Silly mech. He had made a report? Vos didn’t see the point in it. But then again, who wouldn’t want to impress Tarn? Tarn was a large mech who caught the attention of many, he was unique, and he held swaths of a certain charisma which made Vos desire an eternal comradeship with the mech for every word the mech spoke. Tarn was just that good.
It was almost as if everything else was invisible as the glorious leader took steps forward, greeting his teammates. He looked as shrewd as ever, his optics gilded behind his Decepticon-insignia mask. Really, no one could see Tarn’s thoughts, and Vos had long ago grown to respect that. Now here they all were. Ready to show him that they hadn’t been completely going soft, giving him T-cogs and all that. Even if Vos perhaps had the better gifts, such as the T-cog of Astrinal, Halberd, and Stormgear, he wasn’t about to show them immediately, like some little boy flinging some scribbles on a piece of paper; ‘Look at what I did!’ No. Vos would had the T-cogs in a pouch, which was labeled ‘To Tarn,’ and keep the small gifts tucked away in the satchel. Tarn may not show it, but perhaps the mech would ask, or give Vos a glance, showing him when it would be the most convenient time to receive his gifts.
Vos thus made no move to conceal them, but the way he acknowledged Tarn’s presence, making a small bow with his helm and chassis,
“Welcome back, Tarn.” Vos spoke calmly, “It is in my confession that we, as a division have not been united. I will state that we required someone with extraordinary prowess at leadership, and leave it at that. Recently two targets were eliminated from the list, though I will also admit I could have done better if I had invested more time in gathering up this unit. I apologize for converting to a lone wolf tactic Tarn. What has occurred in total is that I, who seems to have arrived on Earth first, managed to first capture and subdue the ex-Decepticon Halberd, and afterward I encountered Kaon, then Tesarus. Together Tesarous and I battled Feenixfire and her little students, and in this battle, Tesarus managed to acquire the t-cog of the Primal herself. Do not give us too much credit on those two previously lifted achievements however, for both were quite easy. Astrinal was later encountered, captured, tortured and killed. It took some effort locating her since she was playing the role of a spy, but I located her after some simple tactics. Unfortunately, the two members who are at the top of the list, Skyspray and Taggon, have not been disposed of, despite Kaon capturing Skyspray and reducing his son's chassis to only vitals. Meanwhile, the little vehicon scum has been failed to be caught at all. He even went as far as to setting foot in the Nemesis once more, and rescuing other Autobots. He eluded our hand yet again, and much to my chagrin, he escaped the Decepticons reasonably unscratched, all the while destroying a portion of the medical bay."
Vos did not at all have a bragging tone in his voice, though he did mention two of his achievements. Originally, he had planned to simply state a few things, but after contemplating that Tarn had asked what had occurred, Vos had given him a small summary from his point of view. He still could have done better though. The sound of a groundbridge opened up, and out came the bounty hunter Tallymark, who had the little blue femme Diamond with him. Since the mech had ventured close enough for Vos to just extend his servo, Vos did just that. Reaching into his subspace and pulling out single object which held around forty thousand credits worth of credit on it, and handing it to the bounty hunter without averting his optics from his master. He immediately looked to the femme, and pulled out two pairs of cuffs. One got linked to both her ankles, the other around her wrists, even if she already had a pair there.
“It is true that I hired a bounty hunted to retrieve this little trinket for me instead of me getting her myself, but this little one was not worth the chore she may have caused, since I had other indulgences my liege.” Vos tapped his sack, rising from his position yet again.
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on May 16, 2015 4:28:49 GMT
Tallymark takes the credit card and nods
Tallymark: Always happy to help. Especially when I can add another point to my high score...
He points to the fresh cut on his arm
Tallymark: Anymore jobs? I NEED two more to make it a complete tally...
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2015 4:21:00 GMT
Helex felt a groan coming up from his voice box, but he held it down. Performance reports. Always the performance reports. Can't Tarn start their reunion with something else? Nevertheless, he took the T-Cog he had out, handing it to Tarn.
Then the door opened and a certain femme steps out. The groan finally comes out. Hotwire. The dual personality, conservation of mass-breaking mercenary who gave intel to the Autobots. Somehow she wasn't on the List and could even give them orders.
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Vos
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Post by Vos on May 17, 2015 6:52:47 GMT
Tallymark takes the credit card and nods Tallymark: Always happy to help. Especially when I can add another point to my high score... He points to the fresh cut on his arm Tallymark: Anymore jobs? I NEED two more to make it a complete tally... ((Since I waited a bit for others to post.... and you two want to run along...)) Vos lifted the femme off the ground, and gestured for a pair of vehicons to come his way, as for the henchman to pick up the little femme and drag her away to his chambers. Thanks to recent upgrades and surgeries, Vos had installed an A.I. intelligence in his own room with a deep imprint of his own personality so that he would always 'be there'. Spreading his consciousness was becoming a hobby of the mech's since it allowed him to multi-task and what not. Hence Diamond was dragged by the arms to Vos's quarters by the two vehicons, who almost felt sorry for her since they knew what was coming.
Meanwhile, Vos just glanced at the bounty hunter, gesturing passively at him, "Not now. We call if we want you. Now, go." Vos said, speaking in the normal cybertronian tongue as best he could. He had been practicing much to his pleasure, and he was a bit happy to say he knew how to say more than five sentences at a time now, thanks to hours of practice.
((I will post shortly in Vos's chambers for you, RedOptics.))
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Post by Breech Loader on May 17, 2015 16:06:00 GMT
"They're not my orders. We mean they are, but they come from Backers," Breech points out, "Get Gearchange. Is that such a big deal? Don't blame me if he gets pissy at you." She walks to the edge of the Skydeck and steps off calmly, dropping and transforming leisurely as she goes. She flies back up, hovering.
"Seriously, what is the problem?"
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Post by Backbeat on May 17, 2015 21:01:47 GMT
Tallymark nods and walks through the door to the Nemesis. He was certain he could find more jobs if he just stuck around the ship.
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Tesarus
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Post by Tesarus on May 18, 2015 8:26:47 GMT
Tesarus watched as Tarn made his entrance and watched as he was swarmed by his brothers of the DJD. Tesarus instead held back to the out side of the group, for he did indeed have a gift to give Tarn but he would wait till everyone eles had already given and chatted with him already. Tarn looked like normal and that was what Tesarus wanted, the team back to its total pwnage awesomeness. Then came a few bots delivering a femme to Vos to 'talk' to. Then came another Femme who started to tell them what their next target was. Now this was indeed new. The DJD always chose their own targets and went were they pleased. Then she came, with orders from the Decepticon leader to go after some bot. It would seem that they have forgotten that the DJD dont follow orders from any mech, just Tarn. Maybe it was time for some reminding of the groups power and position in the Decepticons. But Tesarus wouldnt do anything rash till Tarn let him.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2015 13:46:03 GMT
"Ah, my gracious brothers! You bring gifts for me. They are highly appreciated, I am certain." Tarn received the pieces from his group, inspecting them closely. While Tarn was not used to having such things handed off to him so willingly, he would certainly not turn them down! Not as though his team would gift him with a virus laced T-Cog or anything, as then consequences would need to follow. "Oh, T-Cogs! Really, you all thought of these so well. Quite thankful, indeed. These will do nicely." He placed all of them in the bag that Vos had given his collect T-Cogs into and dropped the bag into his subspace.
The invaders to his little gathering? They were otherwise ignored until he had heard the performance reports from Kaon and Vos. He knew the sound that Helex gave and was aware that the two giants hated such things. But they were needed, especially after the little intelligence he had gathered about his team having fallen apart for a while there after he'd temporarily departed. Seeing that Vos had used outside resources to hunt down a piece of prey did bother him a little, and that was something to be addressed.
"Helex, Tesarus. I am aware that you do not like your performance reports, but they are required. At least make sure to have it finished by the end of next cycle. I'll give you two some time since I know you would rather enjoy that we have the group back together for the moment. Vos, Kaon, I applaud you for your wonderful reports, although..." Tarn paused for a moment to kneel down and rub the top of Pet's head. It was good to see the little Turbofox in such good spirits after all this time. After some extra scratches he stood back up and looked to Vos. "You need to utilize the teamwork aspect of your brothers, Vos. Wasted time or not, it would have given everyone a course of freshening up and working off any rust that may have gathered from lack of hunts. The DJD is your family and I do hope you remember that. Outside help brings trouble for us, including..."
He turned his optics towards the femme who still lingered about. "... The Decepticons believing that by us resorting to other tactics, that we have changed our own rules. Those rules have been given to us by Lord Megatron, and ONLY he can change them. No matter the new leader, we operate how we do for a reason. We will not be Backbeat's personal lackeys. You wish to alter a Bot's memories and switch his loyalties? That is your business. When it goes array, we are not going to clean up your mess. You may inform Backbeat of that message to him, and any others of your team you disrespectful bitlit."
Tarn scoffed some then returned to watching his team.
"But, to other matters! What do we have on the list?"
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Vos
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Post by Vos on May 19, 2015 14:40:03 GMT
Vos had been focusing a part of his consciousness in the project which was occurring in his quarters, something which would make his first re-programmed toy. Perhaps that little femme would be a little better of use. Vos would just have to keep a close optic on her in case she started to act funny, or start to remember who she truly was. Nonetheless, she was someone else completely, and now Vos had other areas to grant his present attentions while this part of him was here...the division and different parts his mind seemed to be developing as a result of him outspreading himself was something that made him a little hazy. he withheld the information about how he had modified himself from his teammates though, for the moment, they didn't need to know. Vos trusted them, but today was not a day where he ranted about how he had toiled over keeping track of everything---
Tarn's speech about how they were a family almost made Vos wonder if somewhere in his subconscious, he had longed for this day so bad, that he had desired for himself to be spread so that he would be his own family, his own fighting force--had he really become that? Did he really want that? if he started to uproot himself, would his counter parts retaliate? it gave the mech a small migraine, but he acted as if none of it was disturbing his focus on the matters at servo.
"Tarn, though I am not he who bears the list, I know full well that at the top of our list is Skyspray, Kaon's son, then following that are two cousins; vehicon Cut-Up, and vehicon Taggon, if you recall the latter. Those are our primary targets as of now--highlighted in orange and red last I checked."
Vos ushered in anceint primal vernacular, a language which most Cybertronians did not understand, save a very small handful of mechs and femmes who had been dedicated to their old tongue throughout the centuries, though even then, that number thinned considering the casualties in this war. Vos had acknowledged Tarn's commentary about how Vos had worked by himself, and he had nodded slowly, though on the inside Vos's fore-said theory about himself creating his own family only seemed to be more supportable. He had possibly made a mess, and needed to clean things up before they got out of servo...of course, after the mission.
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2015 0:17:04 GMT
((Note: The character of Nickel is woefully underdeveloped. This is why her Character Sheet is only partly complete. I hope that my interpretation of her personality is sufficient because I don't have an ass-worth on her history))
A door opens and a blue Mini-Bot drives through well, steps through, kind of. Specifically, Nickel.
"Well! It's about time I finally saw you get together," it's hard to tell whether Nickel is annoyed or pleased, "You've certainly taken your fine time getting back to your responsibilities, Tarn."
She wheels up to them.
"And have you boys been taking care of yourself while you were away? No, don't tell me; that's my responsibility."
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2015 12:36:05 GMT
Yay. He needs to hand in a performance report. He thought that he left assignments like these behind once he joined the 'Cons, even more so when he joined the DJD, but it only seemed to have gotten worse. What he did like was what Hotwire got for ordering them. They listen solely to Lord Megatron's and Tarn's orders. No one else. No matter whoever is the pretender to Lord Megatron's throne.
Nickel appears, somehow managing to sound annoyed and pleased at the same time. When she starts talking about taking care of themselves, Helex unconsciously covers part of his jaw with a servo. His dentas hurt sometimes.
"So who's the next one?" Helex asks Tarn.
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2015 16:16:14 GMT
"And I see that guilty look on your face-plate there, Helex," Nickel tells him. She wheels up to him and pulls herself onto his lower shoulders to get high enough to open the door to his personal (currently inactive) smelting pool. She leans right in to take a look, running one finger around the edge. She looks at the residue with disgust.
"Just as I thought; you've been letting waste materials build up in there again! You never think to clean it out and put in fresh boiling metal, do you? Oh no, that would be too much like work."
She slams the door to the pool shut.
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The Pet
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Post by The Pet on May 21, 2015 17:15:13 GMT
The pet looked to Nickel as she revved about, scolding everyone but her. She pattered on her four legs to the mini-bot femme, sniffing at her. Yes. This was definitely Nickel, just as the others were true.
Den mother home? Glad. Glad.
Aside from Kaon, Nickel was one of her favorite members, being about her size, and thus, a bit similar. Plus she always groomed the pet painlessly, which was yet another enoyable trait. Yet still, this affection was by far surpassed by the fondness the pet held for her master, Kaon.
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